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It’s not until the seventh time they have sex that Donghyuck notices something is up.
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“And that’s why you’re acting so nice? Cause you—feel like—that?”
“What do you think?”
Donghyuck’s next noise is frustrated. Exasperated, except Jaemin’s pointer finger dips inside for half a second and it evaporates into another whimper. Jaemin knows which buttons to press. His back arches the smallest amount, pushing back into the finger, and Jaemin’s mind starts to melt. “Why can’t you just answer a fucking question for once in your life?”
“I don’t know,” Jaemin breathes. He shuffles forward on Donghyuck’s thighs, letting his cock settle against the curve of Donghyuck’s ass. “Maybe if you ask me a clear, direct question I will.”
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05 Feb 2026
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There’s a man sleeping on Donghyeok’s couch.
Scratch that. There’s a literal god passed out on Donghyeok’s couch.
Mark didn’t even think he liked men until about a minute and fourteen seconds ago. Right around the time that he walked through the door of Donghyeok’s apartment and froze in his tracks, confronted with the newfound love of his life.
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05 Feb 2026
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After receiving a totally not romantically-charged gift from Mark, Donghyuck decides to finally get answers about what they really are to each other by any means necessary, starting with doing what he does best: psychologically manipulating Mark until he figures out exactly what he wants to know.
(Donghyuck might just be crazy. That would be the worst possible outcome, definitely.)
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It's been years and if he had a dollar for every time he's thought about, or wanted to, confess to Mark, he'd have enough money to put down a payment for a house. Thing is, Mark is oblivious as shit and despite how obvious Donghyuck is, he still hasn't caught onto the fact his best friend is irreversibly in love with him. Donghyuck wants to call him stupid, tell him to open his eyes wider, but-
But Donghyuck is also just a coward.
He's not too proud of it.
[or: it's Mark, it's always been Mark, and will always be Mark—it just takes Mark a while to figure that out.]
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"Shit. How do I turn this thing off?"
"Is the thing you're referring to the baby?"
"I think I'm gonna have a nervous breakdown."
Not much in life can be worse than breaking up with the person you thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with—except for breaking up with that person and then having to take care of a baby with them for five days straight.