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One day, Donghyuck encounters the word, “soulmate” while they’re watching a random English movie and hyper fixates on it like crazy. He tosses the word around carelessly and throws it at Mark every chance he gets by belting out, soulmate, soulmate, soulmate. It’s all said and done in jest, it has to be Mark insists despite the revelation that Donghyuck likes him, but Mark never makes an effort to sit Donghyuck down to talk about the gravity of that word.
(because mark, after realizing that denial ain’t just a river in egypt, does think that donghyuck IS his soulmate, soulmate, soulmate)
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Jaemin had done many questionable things in his life. But jerking off to Lee Donghyuck’s thighs, by far, took the crown.
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“Homophobe,” Donghyuck said, pointing accusingly at him. “Is that rainbow pin on your apron just decoration? Are you not a barista with dyed hair and pronouns? Your gaydar SUUUCKS.”
“All you talk about is League of Legends!” Renjun said defensively. “I made a perfectly reasonable inference!”
“Never judge a book by its cover,” Donghyuck tutted. “League of Legends is not all I talk about. I play Rummikub too.”
“And you’re bad at both,” Mark said with a snicker, making Donghyuck gasp loudly and drawing a startled laugh out of Renjun.
or, Renjun’s straight coworker Donghyuck starts breaking the coworker fourth wall as Renjun realizes that he not only has a life outside of the cafe, but a boyfriend as well.
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Not because Donghyeok is effeminate—he isn’t, not exactly—but because they all perform softness when needed, and Donghyeok wears it well. At fan meetings, he lets himself be pulled into the rhythm of it, all fluttering lashes and sugar-coated smiles. He accepts the pet names with ease: oppa, jagiya, sometimes even wife.
And the fans love it. They eat it up. They call him their girlfriend, their pretty little wife, coo over his smooth legs and delicate wrists, laugh when he squeaks like a cartoon and giggle when someone grabs him too roughly.
Jaemin thinks it’s just curiosity at first, but watching turns to wanting, and Jaemin’s never known how to be quiet about what he wants.
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"Is that a tongue ring?"
Heat crawls up Donghyeok's neck. "What?"
"I noticed it in class. When you talk." Jaemin's staring at his mouth now. "Does it hurt?"
"No." Donghyeok resists the urge to hide his face. "Not anymore."