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for write_or_write - day 7: photos - blue ; entry no.9

— #yeonbin ੈ♡‬༉ ・ models au | (ao3)

wc: 3990 | rating: mature | progress: flash fic 1/1

yeonjun likes to play with soobin’s chest

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for write_or_write - day 25: band mates ; entry no.6

— sebaek ♡‬༉ ・ band au (2k) | for asteria (ao3)

baekhyun and sehun sneak off before and after concerts just for the thrill of it

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for write_or_write - day 6: secret ; entry no.3

— sebaek ♡‬༉ ・ enemies to lovers

“You’re driving me insane,” Sehun yaps, undoing Baekhyun’s belt with haste. He tugs Baekhyun’s pants down in one go and is keen on getting a handful of dick with the way he gropes Baekhyun until he hisses.

“Calm down, why don’t you?” Baekhyun retorts, gripping Sehun’s wrist in warning.

“We’re supposed to be having an argument right now. They’re not supposed to last fifteen minutes in the garden. I’m pretty sure if I start now, you’d come in two minutes and we’d be very satisfied.”

Baekhyun frowns and swats Sehun’s hand away. “I am not coming in two minutes. Impossible. What do you take me for?”

Boring into Baekhyun’s eyes dully, Sehun says “I dunno, how about my enemy who lacks stamina? Because it’s all very true.”

“Whatever, just kiss me a little bit.”

“No, I started that squabble back there so I can suck your dick. I’m not just kissing you, really.”

“Please,” Baekhyun says with a frown. He quite likes Sehun’s lips on him everywhere, but the temptations reside on his lips not his cock. Which should be a surprise. Somehow sharing a kiss seems like everything right now. Romantic, intimate. It would feel like they’re in their own little world. Baekhyun doesn’t want Sehun on his knees, he doesn’t want them doing a different activity to each other. He wants to lip lock and engage in something special with the minimal time they have together.

Like the willing person Sehun is, he captures Baekhyun’s lips. Somewhere hidden far and deep into the garden, surrounded by shrubs and chirping birds, Baekhyun kisses him passionately.

All until there’s shuffling in the distance.

“The fighting needs to end boys, come on we need to finish Sehun’s ceremony with a toast.”

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for write_or_write - day 13: accidental ; entry no.2

— sekai ♡‬༉ ・ roommates (270w)

It’s funny how their friends think they’re dating. Sehun and Jongin? Gag him, he’s laughing too much.

Sehun can’t visualize a world in which he and his best friend are romantically swinging hands, sitting across each other exchanging heart eyes, and most definitely; they would never kiss each other goodbye.

However, the moon and the planets rule together, whether Sehun likes it or not. Whether right or wrong, Sehun is about to be proven otherwise because natural forces are not to be reckoned with.

As much as Sehun tries not to fall into the same minds of his friends, he can’t help but read into everything deeply. He never thought he’d see a day where he’d think about Jongin beyond platonic. But now, he studies Jongin’s back flex as he does the dishes. He has temptations to swipe the side of his lip when there’s a stubborn crumb. He lets their hands linger for a beat too long when Jongin passes him the remote.

On a night where Jongin calls the end of the day, Sehun stands up and walks him to his bedroom. It’s usual for them, one visiting the other before going their separate ways. After brushing their teeth, Sehun happens to do something very unusual. Almost naturally, though. He leans forward and plants a kiss on Jongin’s temple, whispering, “sweet dreams.”

Sehun hardly processes his action until he’s shutting his door and kicking his house slippers beneath his bed. He plops into the mattress and brings his sheets to his chin. Then he notices a tingle on his lips.

Did he just kiss his best friend goodnight?

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for write_or_write - day 16: desperate ; entry no.1

— baekyong ♡‬༉ ‧ kisses (226w)

It’s like he wants to consume him—through a kiss. If cornering him into a narrow space, lapping his tongue against the seam of Taeyong’s lips means he will forever stay, Baekhyun wants nothing more. Kissing Taeyong, feverishly with clashing teeth and wet sloshing tongues, feels like the beginning and end of his world. The more he indulges, his body stirs awake. And yet, he fears for the end, as if he can’t possibly live without his mouth on Taeyong’s very own. He pulls him close by the hair, loses his fingers in the loose strands. Taeyong can’t get any closer, they’re already chest to chest, mouths attached. It’s like Baekhyun wants them to be one. Of course he does, Baekhyun just wants him and Taeyong to be together until the end of time. And when Taeyong whimpers into his mouth after nipping on his bottom lip, it feels like a promise. And when Taeyong spreads his legs, allowing Baekhyun to slot his leg in between Taeyong’s thigh, he feels so wanted. Needless to say, Taeyong shows him how much he wants him. So long as Taeyong is willing to do that, Baekhyun never has to doubt him. He will keep consuming and consuming, even if Taeyong says he loathes him—wants Baekhyun gone, gone, and gone. With kisses like these, Taeyong is a terrible, terrible, terrible liar.