#xiuchen fic

[xingsoxygen]

Xiuchen / Xiuchenhan on ao3

Sleepless Night is here! Xiuchen fans, xiuchenhan fans. YOUR RARE PAIR IS HERE. My baby got translated, horror and main character death implied! Dreams and Nightmare fanfic, give me kudos <3

Please check out my work, your support means a lot! Xiumin, Chen and Luhan ARE QUEERPLATONIC. IS IMPLIED

[dmumt]

[ksoodomination-write]

the night changes

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandom: EXO (Band)

Relationship: Kim Jongdae | Chen/Kim Minseok | Xiumin

Word Count: 1000 words

Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Ghost/Human, Character Turned Into a Ghost, Grim Reapers, Afterlife, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Suicidal Thoughts, Depression, Angst with a Happy Ending, it’s actually quite soft i promise

“One night, Minseok is holding Jongdae tightly in his arms. And when the night changes, he’s embracing empty air shrouded in despair.”

[finn-shitposts]

Pls share the exo fic

IVE BEEN ENABLED!!!!!

SO its my most read fic of all time with over 300 visits, cos i was keeping up with it as it was being released back in the day!! (in the midst of the Tempo comeback and all :') ah nostalgia)

At this point ive read it over 10 times to completion, but ive had to put a note to self in my bookmarks to leave it alone for a bit so i dont get sick of it xD ive also tried to force all of my kpop friends irl to read, it but theyre all very ace and a good 40-50% of the fic is R rated lol - and its hard to skip those scenes cos they also contain plot half the time yknow

Its very sweet and plotty, mostly about Chanyeol (our main character) finding his self worth again after moping forever about his asshole ex, by dating his neighbours (Xiuchen who are already together)! It has some rly fun character introspection, flipping of traditional secondary gender roles, some cheesy stuff like chanyeol being a firefighter, xiu an ice sculptor and chen an electrical engineer! Overall its just AAA a very comfortable fic of finding love and healing and its one of those rare fics that feels very true to real life. Like the way people interact/member dynamics, the flaws and virtues they have, the everyday occurences that come up and how they react to those things - a lot of fics will breeze past that and i adore how this fic makes the everyday mundanity scenes feel special <333 and ESPECIALLY how those things are incorporated into the omegaverse worldbuilding, so it feels natural? So many fics just go yeah theres this whole other secondary gender thing, yeah people have wholeass heat/rut cycles and pheromones and shit but then do NOTHING interesting with it like dude the implications of a world like that are insane!!! The weird rituals and gender roles/expectations that would come from that!!! How the entire social buildup a world like that would change!! AnywY thats not specifically what this fic is About, but it addresses those things as a constant throughline in the bg of the fic, so i never find my immersion being broken :]

(also unrelated but kris is the bad guy ex in this which ,, this was pre the prison sentence, author had a premonition lmao.)

Ok no more rambling from me or ill start retelling the whole plot, but if you read it i hope you enjoy!!!!

[bigleosis]

Last Sentence Meme

tagged bs @kokobopam

I've been working mostly on a storyboard the last two days. But before that I wrapped up two fics.

#1 is from a XiuChen fic

“I’m glad, too.”

#2 is from a VegasPete fic (which is more than a sentence but I hope it's still okay lol)

The smiles Pete got in return meant everything to him.

They were home.

They were family.

If some of my writer friends would like to do that, please feel free 💕

[waffluous]

there is this one ao3 acc that has been religiously posting xiuchen fic for the past 6 years and they are so admirable to me

[iguanasplit]

hello this is kind of random but i was looking for amulgoe (the long af sci-fi xiuchen fic) and saw your blogs in my search. do you know where i can read it? i can't find it on aff anymore and im ready to cry about it LOL

hey!! never random to me when its about AMULGOE. also id like to say sorry i have no idea when was this sent and i havent propperly entered here for a while. anon i hope you are still here.... oh my god. ok so, AMULGOE used to be in AO3, but the author put it down because the fic which started in 2014, had Kris, (the ex-exo member now in prison over SA and tax evasion etc). played a huge and really great character in the fanfic and after all that Kris did, the author decided to put it down. if you do want to read it still, I think its private in LJ as well, and i think, youd have to directly ask the author to like let you in. which i dont think shed have any problem doing.

if you are out there, please hesitate and DM about this for like more details (? on this because its one of my fav fanfics ever.

ANON COME BACK TO ME

[daehoe]

At some point in your life, you will meet someone who enrapturs your whole being.

Shakes you inside out, opens your eyes to new possibilities and changes your rights and wrongs.

You may not be the missing piece of each other’s puzzle, but if you want to hold on to the ecstatic feeling of their presence beside you, you’ll make a new puzzle sheet and design the pieces together.

pairing: xiuchen

chapter: 1/?

word count: 4.4k

[peach-mangos]

Jongdae’s Got a Date with a Vampire

☾ kim jongdae/kim minseok ☾ vampires/supernatural/fluff/getting together ☾ 1.3k ☾ can also read here

Jongdae takes a swig of whatever it is that’s in the red plastic cup he’s currently holding in his hands (curtesy of a tall and beautiful brunette in an impossibly tight black learher dress) and winces— fuck that’s strong he thinks. Wiping his lips with the back of his hand, he tosses the cup aside and looks at his surroundings.

He recognizes no one—not one single soul seems familiar to him and a twinge of panic bubbles in the pit of his stomach.

It’s been twenty minutes since he got there at most, you’d think he’d run into someone at least vaguely familiar by now. However, that wasn’t the case, and Jongdae was beginning to question his life choices.

Staring at his phone, Jongdae reads over Minseok’s text, an invite to a party and requesting to meet him near the fireplace of the very large living room. He pockets his phone, sighs and once again scans the room. It’s been thirty minutes since he’d sent Minseok a text to let him know he had arrived, but hadn’t gotten a reply thus far.

Just as he starts to debate getting the hell out of there—Minseok be damned—a tall blonde decked out in a dark suit with impossibly large ears siddles up next to him and grins.

“I’ve never seen you around one of these shindigs before, what’s your name?” he asks offering him another red plastic cup.

“I uh, thanks—hi, I’m Jongdae” he says taking the cup from the taller man with a small smile. “So are these shindigs as you so quaintly call them, happen often?”

“Nice to meet you Jongdae, I’m Chanyeol” the man offers him his hand to take and Jongdae politely shakes it. “And yeah, almost every other week really. Sometimes every week, depending on the occasion or how the hyungs are feeling” he explains draining his cup in one gulp.

“The hyungs?” Jongdae quizzes taking a sip from his cup.

“Minseok and Junmyeon hyung, they love to throw parties on a weekly. Perks of being undead I guess” Chanyeol muses.

“Undead?” Jongdae squeaks, “wait, did you say Minseok? You know Minseok?” he asks forgetting all about Chanyeol’s undead comment.

“Of course, everyone here does, don’t you?” Chanyeol questions now looking a bit panicked.

“No yeah, of course. He was the one who invited me here tonight, I just—is this his house?”

“Nah, this Junmyeon hyung’s cozy quarters. Minseok hyung prefers things more lowkey” Chanyeol laughs.

“I sure do, Junmyeon’s the one with the love for large, ancient and historical living quarters such as this one” Minseok chimes in from behind Jongdae.

Slightly startled, Jongdae whips around and stares at Minseok with wide eyes. He swallows thickly when he takes in his attire. Slicked black hair and a fitted black suit accompanied by a black velvet choker, his eyes beautifully painted with shimmery black shadow and liner.

“I was beginning to wonder if you’d be showing up” Jongdae says finally smiling shyly at him.

“Ran into a few hiccups at work” Minseok sighs dusting off his suit, “sorry I kept you waiting, angel” the pet name has Jongdae blushing furiously and Chanyeol giggling.

“I think I’ll go find Jongin now, it was nice meeting you Jongdae. Minseok hyung, see you around, please behave” Chanyeol says pointedly.

He struts off and on the way steals someone’s drink.

Jongdae chuckles and turns to look at Minseok who is now looking at him fondly.

“You know, Junmyeon’s got a beautiful garden out back, want to go for a stroll?” Minseok asks inching closer, fingers lightly grazing Jongdae’s.

“I uh—yeah, I could use some fresh air” Jongdae confesses.

“The just follow me, I know the area ” Minseok tells him taking ahold of his hand and dragging him towards the back.

Once out back in Junmyeon’s backyard, Jongdae can’t help but gasp in awe. Minseok wasn’t lying when he said the garden was beautiful.

It was stunning, gorgeous, something straight out of a fairytale complete with rose bushes, angel water fountains and fairy lights. Everything looked incredibly beautiful beneath the pale moon light.

“You weren’t joking about the garden” Jongdae breathes out.

“Come on, I’ll show you my favorite part” Minseok grins tugging Jongdae along once again.

They walk out a few feet before they reach an area with a small kiosk.

“Oh wow, this is so cool” Jongdae laughs loving the roses and fairy lights twined around the kiosk’s wooden poles.

“Bet you’re wondering why in the hell I’d invite you to one of these over the top house parties”

“This isn’t even a house Minseok, your friend owns a whole ass mansion ” Jongdae snorts and Minseok chuckles.

“He’s a bit extra, has a bit of a peculiar taste. Has been this way since I can remember” Minseok muses, “he just loves things with a certain aesthetic I suppose”

“I can vibe with it” Jongdae laughs, “so you were saying? Before? How come you decided to invite me to one of your weekly bashes—that I had no idea of, mind you” Jongdae teases.

“Well I have something important to tell you—actually two things to tell you” Minseok starts, by now they have slowly migrated towards the sitting area inside the kiosk and are sitting side by side. Minseok takes Jongdae’s hand in his and sighs. “Dae, I’m sure you know by now I really, really like you”

Jongdae squeezes Minseok’s hand and butes his bottom lip blushing as he nods slightly. “Well, I wasn’t entirely sure” he whispers, “but uh—I had hoped I wasn’t imagining things” Jongdae confesses.

“There’s nothing here you’ve imagined, love. I have made it a point to make my intentions clear to you, and I—well I want to be with you” Minseok tells him.

“You do?” Jongdae says wide eyed, Minseok nods with a smile and scooches closer to him. “I want to be with you too” Jongdae tells him.

“You have no idea how happy that makes me” Minseok grins, however, he turns quite serious and tales a deep breath. “However, there is something you must know about me before you decide if you truly want to be with me”

Jongdae’s heart begins to pound in his chest at a wild pace, and the sound of blood rushing throughout his veins is resonating in his ears.

“What is it?” he asks softly, Minseok looks worried and it kind of breaks Jongdae’s heart. He looks like a small lost kitten and it makes Jongdae want to protect him against all harm no matter what.

“Uh, well—I’m a...how do I say this” he thinks out loud biting his lower lip. “Dae, I’m a vampire”

Jongdae blanches for a minute and stares at Minseok in confusion.

Minseok waits patiently for Jongdae to react, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth to the point of breaking skin.

“You’re a—I’m sorry. Did you just say you’re a—a vampire ?” Jongdae questions, the hold he had on Minseok’s hand going slightly slack.

“Yeah” Minseok says pursing his lips, Jongdae is still staring blankly at him.

Jongdae’s mind is reeling .

Vampires were real.

Vampires were real, and his soon to be boyfriend was one.

It should feel like something straight out of a nightmare —but it didn’t. It kind of made sense to be honest.

Minseok did have this dark and mysterious aura to him, and he was incredibly agile and sneaky. Suddenly a lot of his quirks made sense to Jongdae.

“I can vibe with that” Jongdae breathes out with a small chuckle, and Minseok releases a long relieved breath.

“Really?”

“Yeah—yeah, I can” Jongdae grins, and Minseok is so happy he can’t help but lean in and kiss Jongdae.

“Sorry, I—I got carried away, I should’ve asked” but before he can say anything else, Jongdae cups his face and pulls him in for a proper kiss.

He’s got a million questions, but for now, the taste of Minseok’s lips on his is all he can focus on.

[healthyamountofcrazy]

Title: Outsmart a fox

Pairing: Xiuchen

Summary:  Minseok was raised to believe that foxes, especially those turned human, were loners by nature. Then he met Jongdae.

Trigger warnings: Minor character’s death, body horror, gore, blood, shameless smut

[xingsoxygen]

Hey AO3 readers! I've brought my works, now that one of them just got translated (by yours truly ♥️)

If you read in English, please wait for me I'll bring you some more fics about EXO (KAISOO, SULAY, XIUCHEN AND MANY MORE)!

Please consider supporting me! You can read the other two in Brazilian Portuguese.

over here in English Bittersweet (KAISOO DRABBLE)

You can check my profile!

[another-xiuchen-blog]

Pretend for me (fluff)

Title: Pretend for me (asianfanfics)

Author:  layonmyunicorn

Genre: fluff

Lenght: two parts; 7,3k words in total

Summary: Minseok doesn’t like girls, but sadly, girls like Minseok. Give it a lonely coffee shop visit and a girl to flirt with him, and in his books it only equals pain. Thankfully there’s a more attractive waiter that can get him out of this kerfuffle. And maybe, just maybe a little farther.

Note: You can honestly read everything from her. She’s a genius and her writing is so, so good. It also has a ‘second’ part where their sexual life is involved

[ksoodomination-write]

kill me, love me

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Category: M/M

Fandom: EXO (Band)

Relationship: Kim Jongdae | Chen/Kim Minseok | Xiumin

Word Count: 1000 words

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Battlefield, War, Blood and Violence, Anger Issues, Implied Betrayal, Killing, Character Death, Seven Deadly Sins

“Prince Minseok and Prince Jongdae met on a battlefield of wrath and unresolved love.”

[kxmssblog]

A Tiger's Honour, A Magpie's Duty

By: XiuChen4Ever

One of my favourite ships, written from the stars. My Royal AU for the ages. Well who doesn't like this AU, as Minseok our lead and just King.

Ship: XiuChen, side ChanSoo

My take: Minseok as King, has lost his Queen & wife during the birth of their twins. Jongdae is the lte Queen's younger brother. He volunteers himself as the King's new 'Queen & wife' to keep the alliance between two kingdoms, strong as ever. Together they navigate their extraordinary marriage and parenthood to the babies. Never have I face palmed so much, at the pair's miscommunication and misunderstanding.

My reaction: Jongdae's insurmountable regard for duty. Minseok's noble and honourable nature, is so wholesome to read through all 100pages.

[pyromanick]

— editorial | xiuchen

[hyggeligbirch]

in danger's lap (E)

::EXO ::Kim Jongdae x Kim Minseok ::PWP- 18+ - Non-con

::Summary - Jongdae wants nothing more than to take Minseok's cum down his throat. Unfortunately, his position makes this impossible - usually. Today, though, Minseok is under a deep freeze; anything that happens while he's under will be lost to amnesia. Now is the time, if ever, for Jongdae to enjoy himself.

::Additional Tags - Nonconsensual sex, drugged sex, oral sex (on male), imagined anal sex, referenced non-consensual anal sex, imagined dick piercing, swallowing, fulfilling a fantasy (Jongdae's)

::Read on AO3

----Begin Fic---

There are still a few minutes, maybe an hour, before the potion wears off and Minseok returns to himself. Until then, Minseok will still be this beautiful, pliant being, every reaction bigger as his consciousness is effectively disconnected – and he won’t remember anything that happens.

Jongdae knows what he wants to use this time for.

Normally, he can’t indulge himself. Everything he does serves to obfuscate the man under the crown. Minseok is hard enough to control at the best of times, without giving him fodder from Jongdae’s…weaker…desires.

He can barely even bring himself to indulge now. It would be so much safer, so much easier to just split Minseok open like usual, sink deep into his tight ass, pound until tears stream from Minseok’s eyes, before finally, finally, pulling out and painting Minseok’s face with his seed. But it’s not his seed on Minseok’s face he wants to see. Rather, he wants to feel Minseok spurt down his throat, settle heavily in his stomach. Wants to feel Minseok go from harder than rock to soft and fragile in his mouth.

His cock strains his pants at the thought, and he’s done contemplating. He slides his hand up Minseok’s thigh, reveling in the strength of the tight muscle. He gives an experimental squeeze, and is rewarded by a gasp, Minseok’s eyes fluttering shut. Jongdae can’t help but buck fruitlessly forward.

That decides it.

He grabs Minseok’s hips and shoves him up the bed, giving himself enough room to lie comfortably, giving access to both Minseok’s cock and a surface to rut against. His hands fumble as he undoes the lace of Minseok’s trousers. He probably should have considered ease of access when choosing today’s outfit.

He finally gets them undone, and hooks his fingers under the waistband. Roughly shoving them down, he lifts Minseok’s ass enough to drop the trousers to his knees. Minseok had chosen not to wear underwear today, so Jongdae is treated immediately to the sight of his pale skin, completely unmarred despite his dangerous work, thanks to healers’ spells. Minseok is barely even hardening, his cock laid soft against his black curls.

Small matter.

Jongdae slips one hand up Minseok’s shirt, tracing the fine edges of strong muscles under a healthy layer of fat, until he finds the swell of Minseok’s pec and the goal on it. He pinches the small nipple, rolls it between his fingers, and it becomes a pretty little pearl. Minseok is extremely reactive, even when he actively fights his responses. Uninhibited, it is like a musical. Small whimpers escape his mouth, turning into excited, pretty gasps when Jongdae attends to the other nipple, and his cock twitches, swells.

He’s certainly a grower, and Brygydd Jongdae wants to feel him grow in his mouth. Has been dreaming of it since – well, since they first met. He presses soft kisses along the lengthening shaft, encircles the tip with his tongue, and sinks down on it. He doesn’t stop until his nose is in Minseok’s pubic hair. Minseok smells soft, clean, like rainwater pooled after a thunderstorm. He tastes sweeter than that, more like simple syrup, but that sense of petrichor stays.

For a moment, Jongdae is disappointed. Minseok doesn’t quite reach the back of his throat, like he wants him. Doesn’t choke him, like he wants him. But it is still so satisfying to have the weight in his mouth, to be surrounded by Minseok’s scent. And the loose groan he releases solves his problem. It stirs Minseok’s cock to attention; it grows in length and girth, filling his mouth completely and pushing into his throat like he desires. The slight choking sensation brings unwanted thoughts to mind. What would it be like to do this with Minseok in control? To have Minseok grab his hair and thrust into his throat, choking him so deliciously on every thrust? To come undone in the service of another?

He can imagine the feeling of just letting Minseok fuck his throat. To let Minseok pick the rhythm, the depth. His own cock jerks aggressively, and he can feel the first drops of precum collect on his boxers.

Fuck.

He gives a harsh swallow around the warmth in his mouth as his entire focus goes to rutting against the bed. A rough moan escapes his mouth, and Minseok’s cock pulses in response to the vibration. The barest taste of precum hits Jongdae; he jumps into action.

One hand braces against Minseok’s stomach, the other wrapping around the base of Minseok’s cock, and he raises himself up slightly. It reduces his contact with the bed, but right now, all Jongdae wants is to taste more of Minseok. The thick cock jerks as he squeezes the base, enjoying the way his fingers only slightly overlap. As he relaxes his throat down around the cock, he imagines what it would feel like to be speared upon it. He knows it would be the deepest and thickest fuck he’s ever had – and even the paltrier of those had been blissful. To be speared on Minseok’s cock? With Minseok’s hot, rough hand teasing his cock, leaving dark marks at the base of his neck. Sails, his asshole clenches rhythmically at the thought.

He absentmindedly kneads at Minseok’s stomach as he bobs on his cock. The end of each stroke pulls a rough moan out of him as the tip passes into his throat; a high, breathy moan rises in response from Minseok. The world starts to go fuzzy as he floats on the pleasure. His world narrows to the mix of whines, moans, and open-mouthed panting rising from above his head, and the way Minseok’s cock pulses irregularly in his mouth. Each pass smears slightly sweet precum inside of Jongdae’s mouth; the feeling of small beads slipping down his throat heightens his delirium.

Suddenly, the constriction of his pants is both too much and not enough. Jongdae shoves himself backwards, Minseok’s cock slipping out of his mouth with a soft pop. He scrambles at his own fly, frantically undoing the buttons and yanking them out of the way. He hisses as he smears his own precum down his aching cock, smoothing his path as he fucks his own hand. A number of strokes bring him back enough to notice the whimpers coming from Minseok, whose iced-over glaze has followed him. Minseok’s cock is so red, twitching, leaking precum – beautiful.

He needs to figure something he can fuck while he takes Minseok’s cock down his throat. Preferably until the end of time.

A pillow ends up his solution. He folds it in half, making a pocket to slip his own cock into, and places it a good distance from Minseok. Jongdae carefully slips inside the pillow and pinches it with his legs to create a tight sheathe. Not as good as Minseok’s ass, but it will certainly do.

Minseok’s panicked keening calms into pretty little mewls as Jongdae brings his face back to his cock. He takes a few gentle licks of the tip, fully tasting the precum. It’s sweet, and salty, and there’s the faintest taste of powdered snow – absolutely a side effect of the potion keeping him pliant.

Maybe some piercings, Jongdae thinks as he inspects the member. Pretty little silver balls. An apadravya. Piercings to the glans are supposed to make sex more pleasurable, after all. He tries not to linger too long on the idea of feeling the metal in his mouth, flicking his tongue across the ends of the barbells. There is a timer on tonight’s enjoyment, after all.

He’s been unconsiously fucking the pillow as he fantasizes; now, he takes Minseok back into his mouth, and begins to alternate his strokes. One down on Minseok, one down into the pillow. Once he hits into the pattern, each stroke into the pillow bringing delicious friction, each jab of Minseok’s cock into his throat suspending his thoughts, he allows his instinct to take over.

All he knows for the next few minutes is pleasure, washing over him in alternating waves. Sweat is starting to prick on his skin as their moans tangle in the air. Minseok pants and moans when he’s taken, whines as he’s released. Jongdae feels his own low moans scratch in his chest with every stroke. In short enough time, Minseok tenses under Jongdae’s hand. Knowing this is what he’s been after – Minseok spending himself into Jongdae’s throat – Jongdae stops the bobbing, guiding Minseok deep into his throat. He can’t stop his own moans as he continues to rut into the pillow, but that is not his focus.

He swallows, hard, rhythmically, trying to hasten Minseok’s orgasm before he himself tips over the edge he’s quickly approaching. Minseok is so tense, so close, and he’s losing his own rhythm. Come on, come on. Please, please, spend. He just wants the feeling of the thick liquid in his throat. Wants to taste every ounce Minseok will give him. He could die happy, then, he thinks.

He gags.

Minseok has thrust up into Jongdae’s mouth, going impossibly deep, taking over all of Jongdae’s existence.

Minseok should not be able to control his body like that.

Jongdae isn’t willing to release the warm cock in his mouth, as close as he is to what he wants, but he is willing to tip his head to the side, look at Minseok’s face.

And he meets Minseok’s eyes. They no longer have the cold glaze that results from the potion. They’re hot, heavy, bottomless pools of desire. His mouth is still open, still emitting those gorgeous moans dusted with heavy pants.

Jongdae gives a hard swallow, experimentally.

This time, he’s prepared for Minseok’s quick, deep thrust, and releases his throat to accept it. He’s not prepared for the soft Fuck that slips from between Minseok’s lips.

He watches as Minseok’s eyes dart away, to his ass, which he realises, belatedly, is still fucking desperately into the pillow. As Minseok fully registers the sight, his entire body tenses for a long, suspended moment. And then he gives a stutter thrust, plunging deep and holding as a low, heavy moan, so different than the ones previous, tears from his throat.

Jongdae doesn’t have time to prepare; Minseoks cock seizes and pulses, hard, over and over. As soon as Jongdae realises what’s happening, he forces himself down onto the precious member, letting the hot cum hit the back of his throat. He can taste it faintly, just a little bit of salt. It feels completing; he cannot hold back his own orgasm any longer.

He’s not sure how long he’s seeing white flashes before he comes back. Minseok is still half-hard in his mouth, though, and he can feel his own seed soaked into the pillow. It takes Minseok gently rocking into his mouth, as if to pull out the last of his orgasm that he remembers: Minseok was not supposed to be awake for this.

Jongdae pushes himself up, relinquishing Minseoks cock as he lifts his hand to spell Minseok back into unconsciousness.

Is stopped, by Minseok’s big, sad eyes – the eyes he hasn’t seen since school – and a murmured Please.

He waits. Gives Minseok space to plead his case.

“I won’t tell,” Minseok says hoarsely, rolling onto his elbow. “I won’t tell, and I won’t make trouble. Just – I don’t want to forget this.”

“Forget what?” Jongdae snaps, already trying to compose himself. Regrets the roughness as Minseok’s eyes shift.

When he responds, his voice is closer to the angry man Jongdae has been dealing with the past year. “Despite everything to the contrary, you’re human too.”

Human.

Not quite.

But wouldn’t it be nice?

“Okay,” Jongdae says, leaving his seams unfinished. “You can keep this – to yourself. I, ah, need to clean up.”

He knows the threat he’s just laid in Minseok’s lap. He knows the power he’s just laid in Minseok’s lap. Most of all, he knows that Minseok’s seed, where it coats heavy on his tongue, is the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted.