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"Sometimes, I feel like I birthed you from my bottommost internal organ," Felix says to Minho as he combs through his gel-styled hair with his fingers.
Jisung side-eyes the two of them. "Are you seriously calling your asshole an organ, right now?"
"I never specified which organ," Felix replies, though he looks suspicious as he does so. "Just that it was my bottommost one."
"Your asshole," Jisung says.
"My anus," Felix corrects.
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- Part 2 of unfinished works
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Chan is a sweetheart, Felix knows, but at his core, he's just an alpha.
Possessive, and a bull-headed predator, even to his own detriment. Felix plans to take full advantage of that.
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- Part 1 of unfinished works
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Otters hold hands when they sleep to keep from drifting away from each other. Minho and Jisung often do the same, which isn't necessarily a gay thing. It's everything else about their friendship that makes it a gay thing.
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"I don't want to just be a step-dad," Changbin says. "I want to be the dad that stepped up."
"Boo!" Jisung hollers from the audience. "Get off the stage!" Felix falls into the alpha's side as he cackles. Meanwhile, Hyunjin does his best not to openly swoon.
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When college junior Hwang Hyunjin finds himself pregnant with a mysterious alpha's baby, he discovers family isn't always what you're given, it's what you find.
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- Part 1 of you make me wanna make you fall in love
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Jeongin first sees Hyunjin when he starts volunteering for the pediatrics unit.
In which Jeongin and Hyunjin eternalize their love in the folds of an origami frog.
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Seungmin has never been accused of being too accommodating or too agreeable, not for anything.
Cue Jeongin.
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- Part 3 of Case Control Series
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Jisung presses closer, slings an arm around Jeongin’s shoulders. He puts on a voice, the one they all do when they talk to him: sweet, and gentle, like he’s still young. “Don’t you love me, maknae-yah –” kissing Jeongin’s cheek, his chin, the corners of his eyes. “Don’t you love me, Ayen-ah?”
Well. That’s kind of the problem. Jisung’s lips land a little too close to his and he pulls back like he’s been burned.
“Changbin-hyung,” he says, “does – does he look good on his knees?”
Jeongin is an adult who is perfectly capable of having sex. His hyungs, much to his chagrin, would beg to differ.