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Two Best Friends in a Room, They Might Touch Tips by vicioussickle
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
18 Mar 2025
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“When you… you know… got aroused earlier…” Jisung started, studying Minho’s reaction to his words. He didn’t want to make Minho uncomfortable, but his drunken brain supplied him with a really good idea! He couldn’t even remember the last time he saw his best friend with a girl, he might have actually never seen it. He knew Minho had to be sexually frustrated, because he was, too… Until he got his toy.
Or: Jisung doesn't have a girlfriend, and neither does his best friend Minho. When he buys a sex toy that flips his world upside-down, he has no choice but to share the love with his best friend.
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“Hyung.”
Minho kissed him again. Once. Twice. Soft and wet, dew on a rose. “Hm?”
“This won’t change things, right?”
“No, jagiya,” Minho said. “This won’t change anything, not for me.”
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Jisung suddenly remembered how it all started — the moment he first noticed Minho, the exact second he stepped into the church about a year ago, looking like he’d taken a wrong turn on the way to a nightclub. His shirt clung in all the wrong places, and his hair was tousled like he'd just rolled out of bed and couldn’t care less who was watching. He looked like someone who didn’t belong there. Like someone who only came to church to be a distraction.
And it worked — because ever since then, Jisung hadn’t quite remembered how to focus properly around him. Not once. Not even during mass.
(OR: Minho just wanted to tease. Jisung just wanted to pray. Now the rosary’s somewhere it shouldn’t be, and God’s definitely not listening)
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The problem with fucking yourself with a 14-inch squid tentacle dildo is that in the event of an intruder, it’s a bit of a difficult situation in which to run and hide. Partly because of the squelching noise it makes when pulled out, partly because you’re butt-naked with your legs up in the air.
But how likely is this to ever happen to anybody? There must be like a 0.000005% chance.
And apparently that 0.00000.5% includes Jisung.
He lies there, legs in the air, staring in shock at whoever the fuck just climbed in the window because, honestly, what else is he meant to fucking do?! It’s not as if there’s an etiquette for this situation.
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Minho is running from the police. Jisung's house is his only hiding place.
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- Part 1 of They've Come for Me...
Bookmarked by Florsreads
14 Feb 2026
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In the moments before you die, you get seven minutes of consciousness. A mosaic of your life, your memories, dreams and everything in between.
Jisung was Minho’s seven minutes.
