#the three of them going on dates nd ontae ganging up on jinki with Everything

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Okay but what if Jinki was dating Jonghyun AND Taemin but neither knew about each other and then jongtae meet and instead of getting mad at Jinki they just fall in love with each other and both break up with Jinki. Idk if that can work as a prompt or not lol. Maybe that's a crack prompt? (-@shawolparadox)

okay i changed things around a little so theres no cheating nd theres poly instead jhgjhhgf hope u dont mind

Jinki’s mouth opens, then closes. He shrugs, thinks about it, shrugs again: Jonghyun is incredibly attractive, and he’d have blind to have missed that. So he picks up his phone and fires off a text to Taemin, asking if Taemin would mind if he went home with someone else. It takes a few moments, but all Taemin sends back is three eggplant emojis and a simple ‘condom?’, to which Jinki quickly agrees.

The first thing Jinki says when Jonghyun starts the heavy flirting (Jonghyun’s always been a flirt with everyone he’s close to, but it’s always playful, never this overtly sexual unless he means it) with him is, “You know I have a boyfriend, right?”

Jonghyun just blinks, shakes his head like did I ask? and says, “I know, and you’re in an open relationship, you told me. Besides, all I want is sex. If that’s okay with you, and him.”

Jinki’s mouth opens, then closes. He shrugs, thinks about it, shrugs again: Jonghyun is incredibly attractive, and he’d have blind to have missed that. So he picks up his phone and fires off a text to Taemin, asking if Taemin would mind if he went home with someone else. It takes a few moments, but all Taemin sends back is three eggplant emojis and a simple ‘condom?’, to which Jinki quickly agrees.

“I’m guessing that’s a yes?” Jonghyun asks then, and when Jinki looks back up at him, he’s got his lips pursed around the straw of his milkshake. It’s vanilla, and Jonghyun is so-not-subtle when he licks his lips free of the white liquid, eyes boring into Jinki’s all the while. But then, nothing’s ever subtle with Jonghyun.

“It’s a yes. Your place, if that’s fine.” Now that Jinki’s allowed to really look, he lets his gaze linger on Jonghyun’s lips, red and plush and full.

“Perfect.”

Jonghyun’s on his hands and knees for Jinki sometime in that hour, and even though he says he’s not tired, he quickly curls up into Jinki and falls right asleep, puffing out quiet breaths into Jinki’s neck.

It’s different from the way Taemin takes up half the bed, the way Jinki sleeps with his nose pressing into Taemin’s hair or neck, but it’s nice. And when Jinki wakes, Jonghyun is already in the kitchen, happily munching on a breakfast sandwich. There’s a bag on the counter and he points to it, saying in between bites that there’s two, one for him and another for his boyfriend.

(Jinki doesn’t bother texting Taemin to tell him: whenever Taemin has the house to himself, he ends up spending the whole night up playing some dumb shooting game with his friends online, and he’s likely still asleep.)

Jonghyun is quick to slip from his chair - from what Jinki can see, he’s only wearing a giant shirt that swamps his slim frame and his pants are crumpled up on the couch - and he steps up on his toes to press a gentle kiss to Jinki’s lips with the promise of, “Let’s do this again sometime?” before seeing Jinki out.

And…it’s nice.

As predicted, when Jinki gets home, Taemin is passed out on the couch, headphones still on and controller on the floor. He starts awake though when Jinki shuts the door behind him and smiles sleepily up at him, slipping his headphones off and getting up to kiss Jinki good morning. “How was it?”

“He’s cute, I think you’d like him. He bought us breakfast too.”

“I like him already!” Taemin takes the bag and flops back down on the couch, rifling through it and coming out with two breakfast sandwiches. “Want bacon or sausage?”

Jinki shrugs. “Whichever you don’t want.”

Taemin has bacon, and Jinki has sausage, and then it’s to the bathroom; Taemin ends up pressed to the shower wall with his back flush to Jinki’s chest, and he comes down with Jinki’s name on his lips, Jinki’s hand on his cock, and Jinki’s cock pressed hard between them.

And later, they lie in bed together with Taemin’s laptop between them and playing some spy show that Jinki doesn’t care for but that Taemin loves, but then in the middle of a shootout that Jinki isn’t paying much attention to, Taemin pauses it.

“What was he like?”

And oh, this again. “Taeminnie, you don’t-”

“I’m not jealous, Jinki. I know you love me, just…” Taemin curls in on himself a little, but when he looks up at Jinki, his gaze is sure. “I just like making sure that you love me most. That you won’t just…leave me.”

Jinki nods like he understands, wraps his arm tighter around Taemin and finds his hand to hold it tight. “We’ve known each other for a while, from work. Jonghyun is…he’s a hard worker, when he’s not daydreaming. He likes to write, stories and poems and lyrics, and he’s a huge romantic. Soft, sweet, gentle. He’s a huge flirt with everyone he’s close to, and he only wanted sex, which is…kind of unsurprising.”

“He sounds nice.”

“Nice, yes. But not really my type. He’s like…your Jongin.”

Taemin, after a moment, nods. He doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t have to, because they’ve been together long enough to read each other’s bodies, and the way Taemin relaxes shows how relieved he is.

“Tae, if you’re worried about-”

“I’m not. I don’t want to…to….” Taemin sits up and he looks frustrated now, one hand flapping in small circles almost absently. Jinki is quick to sit up as well, taking Taemin’s still hand in his and kissing the palm.

“Take your time, Tae. I’m listening.”

Taemin relaxes again and the circles of his hand speed up and then stop as he says, “I don’t want to control you. Make you stay with me or-”

“You’re not. I want you happy as much, if not more, than I want to be happy. There is no one that can take your place, Taemin. Hear me?”

Taemin nods, turns to Jinki and kisses just the corner of his mouth. “Okay. Love you.”

“Love you too, Taeminnie.”

“Oh,” Taemin mumbles, “going out with Jongin, Sehun and Baekhyun later. They want to go to some bar or club or something.”

“Okay, love. Stay safe?”

Taemin nods into Jinki’s shoulder and Jinki brings his hand up to run it through Taemin’s hair. “Don’t think I’m going home with anyone, unless it’s Baek. You know how he is.”

Jinki snorts, kisses the top of Taemin’s head idly. “I’m sure you’ll have fun tonight.”

(The last time they’d all gone out for drinks, Baekhyun ended up drinking himself silly, until he could barely stand and had to lean on Jinki and Sehun, and he’d ended up nearly puking in the cab ride home and then actually puking once they got him home.)

“Nap with me?” Taemin asks. And how could Jinki refuse him anything?

When Jinki wakes, Taemin is struggling into those tight leather pants that Jongin had bought him months ago, and he starts when Jinki touches his hip. “Sleep well?”

“Very. You look gorgeous.” Taemin’s hair is pushed back from his face and Jinki lets his fingertips brush against the shaved sides before pulling Taemin into a lingering kiss.

“Don’t I always?”

“Mm, yeah. I almost don’t want to let you go.”

Taemin’s breath catches and he sways forward, eyes on Jinki’s lips, but he seems to catch himself, because he’s quick to pull away, and he floats over to the dresser to put on three silver bands. Three, his lucky number.

“I thought you weren’t planning on going home with anyone?”

Taemin looks at Jinki through the mirror, smiles bright and sunny. “Sehun said he’d take care of Baek.”

“And that leaves you and Jongin to…” Jinki waves a hand, knowing that Taemin knows what he means.

“I hope we find someone with a big dick.” Taemin says then, and with the way he’s smiling, Jinki knows it’s only to get a rise out of him.

“I doubt your little wingman would want to share.”

“More for me then.”

“Sure you don’t want to stay? I could get you in my lap, have you all spread out for me and make you watch how easy you open up for me. You’d look so pretty.”

The smile on Taemin’s lips falters and slips, but before Jinki can continue, the bell rings and now Taemin’s smile is back in place. “Gotta go, Jinki. See you tomorrow! Maybe you can call Jonghyun to do all that stuff with.”

Tease. And as Taemin floats out the door, Jinki thinks that maybe he should.

Jonghyun is over within the hour, and they’re naked and on each other just minutes after that.

All Taemin does when he gets home early the next morning to find Jonghyun watching tv on the couch and Jinki lying half-asleep next to him is smile and say, “You must be Jonghyun?”

Jonghyun nods and springs to his feet, and he extends his hand out to Taemin; he’s quickly pulled into a warm hug and when Taemin lets him go, Jonghyun is blushing? Jinki snorts and Taemin whirls on him, suddenly frowning. “I hope you offered him food? Did he?”

Jonghyun shakes his head (the traitor) and Taemin immediately looks to Jinki, brows raised. He doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t have to, because Jinki sighs and goes to make breakfast for the three of them.

When he gets back to the living room, he finds Jonghyun and Taemin sitting close together, whispering and laughing together, and it’s so…nice that Jinki just stands in the doorway and watches them until Taemin catches his gaze and smiles, soft and gentle. It should be awkward, eating together, but it’s not, and the kitchen feels so much more alive with all three of them there.

But Jonghyun leaves soon after that, saying that he has to go home and feed his dog, and god. Taemin’s eyes light up, and as soon as he changes clothes, they’re out the door; Taemin texts him to say that Jonghyun is positively perfect, and Jinki is seriously going to have to step his game up.

When they come back, hours later, they bring a tiny dog, and it’s with wide eyes and pouty lips that Taemin and Jonghyun ask if she can stay over too. All Jinki does is sigh and ask, “Is she house trained? Because I won’t be the one cleaning it up.”

And Jonghyun is clearly overjoyed, because he stretches up and kisses Jinki, quick and chaste and then he realizes what he’s just done because he shrinks back, shy and quiet and soft.

“Do you always kiss people when you’re happy?” Taemin sounds amused and when Jonghyun turns to him, he’s smiling, and then he places his hands on Jonghyun’s cheeks and kisses him too, soft and lingering.

Taemin always has gotten crushes quickly, Jinki thinks. And Jonghyun must be getting one too, because instead of flirting or kissing Taemin back, all he does is blush again and mumble into his dog’s fur that she needs to go out now.

When he peeps up at Jinki and Taemin from behind her fur, Jinki’s heart stutters in his chest, and he thinks that maybe…this can work.

(It takes about two months of spending all their time together, four at-home movie dates, one extremely heated makeout between the three of them, dozens of dates, and Jinki clearing out part of the closet and putting Jonghyun’s toothbrush in the bathroom with his and Taemin’s for them to finally sit down and decide that they’re all dating.)