“Well, I… thanks,” Junmin murmurs. “I really don’t enjoy talking about him.” “Then, don’t.” Seeun smiles. “He’s not worth talking about.” Shifting restlessly in his chair, Junmin forgets about the bag of Doritos, if only for a moment. It’s just enough time for the cellophane bag to tumble and fall between his chair and Seeun’s, right on its side. “Clumsy,” Seeun says with a little chuckle, but swiftly reaches for the bag. “Oh, I—” Junmin rushes to do the same. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—” He gets a hold of it but, as he straightens up, he comes face to face with Seeun. Literally. Their noses are mere centimeters apart, and Junmin can feel each breath against his lips. God, their mouths—they’re close. Seeun is close. Junmin hesitates. His heart pounds hard in his chest, thudding against his ribs. His heart races so fast that he worries it might burst out of his chest and roll across the room to the equipment containers. Seeun’s scent grows stronger, his body heat intoxicating. Junmin thinks back to the bed, sharing each other’s warmth and—to an extent—comfort. Comfort that Seeun willingly provided through his words and actions alike. It makes his chest ache.

Before he can stop himself, his gaze drops to Seeun’s lips. Plump and pink, wet with a bit of… holy shit, lip gloss? Or is it lip balm? Either way, they glisten in the light from the computer screens. Seeun seems to notice and does the same. Or maybe he doesn’t have any clue and acts on instinct. His attention naturally drawn to Junmin’s mouth. Could Seeun… Junmin’s not imagining things, right? How Seeun licks his lips as he ogles Junmin’s cupid bow—there’s no way he’s hallucinating that. “Junmin…” Seeun whispers the name into the space between them, minute as it may be. His breath tickles the curve of Junmin’s mouth. “This is going to sound crazy, maybe, but… can I kiss you?” Holy shit. Holy shit.

#tobiwip: for #wipwednesday!! the last preview of paranormal investigators hohong and their apprentices 2park! feat shy boys, a fallen bag of doritos and... a kiss?! 👻🖤

After a couple undistinguishable responses, gibberish that the EVP struggles to decode for them, it’s break time. They sit at the end of the mattress with the meter, recorder and camera in their laps. The bed barely bounces when they sit, but the springs protest loudly, the sudden noise causing them to bubble over with laughter. “Oh, god,” Seeun manages between chuckles, “they must not have… used this thing much there towards… the end.” “What… What does that even mean?” “The neighbors would’ve known exactly what they were up to.” Seeun nudges Junmin in the side with his elbow, wiggling his eyebrows. “Would’ve known they were getting busy.” “Getting bus—” Junmin chokes out a reluctant laugh. “How old are you?” “I’m just saying!” Junmin rolls his eyes. Heat flares inside his chest, stoked by Seeun’s expression. The twinkle in his eyes and soft crimson coloring his cheeks. Their close proximity doesn’t help and neither does the mention of ‘getting busy.’ Junmin’s thoughts are suddenly and violently overrun by thoughts of Seeun sprawled across this mattress, his hair fanning out around his head. His chest heaving, sweat gathering on his skin, from exertion. Red, slick lips begging to be touched and kissed and bitten—

#tobiwip: oh??? what's this? another preview of the halloween fic? except it's just 200 words of junmin gay panic and canon-typical silliness from seeun 😳🤭

“You didn’t have to,” Seeun says, and oh. He’s right there at Junmin’s side, close enough that his breath tickles the back of Junmin’s head. Body heat simmers in the space between them, and Junmin gets the strangest urge to lean back against Seeun’s chest. To let himself go for a while, to understand what it’s like to be taken care of. “I can tell. But it’s totally normal to feel that way.” Genuine surprise flares to life in Junmin’s chest. He rounds on Seeun, a million questions on the tip of his tongue. When the EMF goes off. “Oh—Oh shit,” Seeun gasps, eyes big as he stares at the device. “We’re getting a reading already? No way.” ‘No way’ is right. Isn’t it still too early? Heart pounding, Junmin places a hand on the device. The lighted gauge flickers and rhythmic beeping fills the space, echoing off the walls. Seeun goes pale as he stares at the triggered EMF meter. His head moves on a swivel as he surveys their surroundings, as if he’ll be able to see what set the device off.

“I can’t believe it,” Seeun says, dropping his voice to a whisper. “We’re getting an actual reading.” Junmin makes eye contact with a painting hung on the wall. A portrait of a distinguished gentleman with a gray mustache and beard, dressed in a soldier’s attire. It’s like he’s alive, staring at Junmin—daring him to flee. To run away from this place, from the investigation. In a distant corner of Junmin’s mind, he wonders what would happen if he took that chance. How angry would Hongjoong be? More importantly, how angry would he be with himself after the fact? “…min? Junmin?” When Junmin snaps to attention, there are hands on him. Long fingers that easily curl around his shoulder joints. And those big puppy dog eyes are barely a foot away. Sparkling in the light from the head-cams, flitting around Junmin’s face like they can’t decide where to settle. “Sorry, I… What did you say?” Seeun puts distance between them, then, and Junmin can’t decide whether he’s thankful for it. “The infrared.” He gestures at the camera. “Are you getting anything?”

Oh, that’s right—the infrared. Junmin checks the screen, but the temperate readings appear normal. No areas of high concentration, not even an orb that would later be explained away as dust or a wall outlet. “Nothing here.” “That’s strange… I would think—” Beep, beep, beep! The EMF meter goes haywire at that moment. Loud and blaring, certainly louder than before. Junmin startles, but what really shocks him is the piercing squeal and thud of a body falling into the nearest wall. Seeun. Junmin can’t make sense of what he’s seeing. Seeun’s lanky figure backed up against the wall, eyes wide as saucers. He clutches his chest with one hand over his heart. Nothing like the cocky, smug boy from downstairs, confidently announcing he’d defend Junmin. “You…” Junmin blinks. “Are you okay?”

#tobiwip: for #wipwednesday!!! yet another preview of paranormal investigators hohong and their apprentices 2park! feat junmin's musings and his protector seeun... getting scared?! 👻🖤

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#tobiwip: another new wip (but spooky!!) for #wipwednesday!!! really want it to become something but not sure it'll be done before halloween... paranormal investigators hohong and their apprentices 2park 👻🖤

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#tobiwip: back again with a longer #wipwednesday from the seungyang/seungin kingdom week sequel!!! breaking news: does felix know about innie's crush on seungmin? how many members has he kissed? more at 11 🐶🦊

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#tobiwip: another new wip (i have no excuse), this time minsang for #wipwednesday!!! again not sure where this will go but astronaut mingi and (maybe) turned-alien yeosang feat confused mingi and silver winged yeo 🚀🌑

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another new #tobiwip (i know, i'm sorry) for #wipwednesday!!! not sure where this will go but masters student yunho and appalachian cryptid yeosang au feat a curious yuyu and (cute) glowing yeo 🍂🐶

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#tobiwip: back again with another short #wipwednesday from the seungyang/seungin kingdom week sequel!!! innie is def struggling w that whole "touch-starved" thing 🐶🦊

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first #tobiwip for #wipwednesday!!! not sure if this part will make the final cut but i have an alien/alien abductee hohong au on my idea list! feat a worried hongjoong and (even in danger) optimistic yunho🐿🐶

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