Lelo27
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you’re one of new york city’s most well-known news reporters despite only being an intern; unfortunately, that’s a result of being constantly kidnapped and held hostage by an infamous supervillain. lucky for you, spider-man!jake is always at your rescue. what you don’t know, however, is that jake is also your very annoying coworker who can’t seem to leave you alone.
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You're an art student beginning your final year at university, and the assigned partner for your thesis project? Much to your dismay, it's Jeon Jungkook. You don't like him — he doesn't seem to try very hard, and besides, he's on the soccer team, and you don't really get along with athletes.
Thanks to a lack of available models and a shortage of studio space, you end up spending a large portion of your semester locked in a tiny closet with Jungkook, where you eventually discover he's nothing at all like you originally thought.
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Then, he finally notices the first-aid kit in your hand, and he changes.
The corners of his lips turn up, twisting into a smirk. He raises his chin, one eyebrow arching at the sight of you. It’s a smug, quietly dangerous look from Chan that you’ve never seen before. One that sets your nerves on edge, has the hairs on the back of your neck standing up.
“Why?” Chan asks, and his hand drifts up to undo his top button. “Are you here to play nurse?”
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You hesitate, just a little self-conscious to be spelling this theory out so shamelessly in front of the boys. You find your gaze drifting down to your half-empty coffee mug as you finally say it.
“SpearB is probably, like, really good at going down on women.”
There’s a sudden, loud spluttering sound, and you look up to see Changbin choking on his Americano.
Bookmarked by Lelo27
18 Sep 2022
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Chanbin
Eating out
Holy mother of god
I was omg i acht
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“There’s a reason I don’t have many civilian friends to hang out with on my days off,” Changbin remarks, tone dry and relatively light despite what he’s confessing. “…Any civilian friends, actually."
“Is that what you want?” you ask. “Friends?”
His eyes dart up to meet yours, raising an eyebrow as he gives you a look. “…Among other things.”