Wordcount: 4939 words
Ship: Hyunminsung
Warnings: Sub/Dom/Dom relationship, degrading, praise, unprotected sex, sex under alcohol, heavy drinking, aftercare, threesome, friends to more, breeding kink (??), nicknames etc.
Other: this fic was inspired by a tik tok ( user name @ / skz_by_dey ) ... pls take a look at their page if you have the time and show sum support.
Andddd fyi i got some more (older) one-shots like this in my other os book if you're interested.(please remember that irl consent under the influence of any drug is not real consent and you cannot proceed yk doing whatever if the person is as fucked up as Hyunjin is in this fic)
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"Yesterday's afterparty was crazy," Hyunjin groaned, stretching his long limbs. Then he chuckled. "I drank so much I can't remember a thing." His voice was rough and raspy.
Hyunjin looked over at his two friends, "Do you remember anything?" At least that's what he was trying to say, because it was hard to decipher with his mouth stuffed full.
When no one answered, he winced and swallowed. "Why does my throat hurt so much?" he said pretty much to himself.
"Oh, you didn't miss anything," Minho finally replied. Hyunjn didn't notice how Jisung had to stifle a smile. So he just nodded and returned his attention to his sobering meal.
The two opposite Hyunjin shared another glance and chuckled softly. It was still too early in the morning to let the flashbacks bubble up again. But that didn't mean they wouldn't, because neither of them wanted to waste the chance to do it again. Maybe even to create memories this time.
What had happened the night before?
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It was the night of the Gaon Chart Music Awards. For some, it may be just an award, but for Stray Kids, it was THE Award. More specifically, the "Hot Performance of This Year" was to be crowned that night.
It was part of their job to get or compete for awards. But this time, they weren't judged by their fanbase or music alone. No, by their performance. That immediately brought the group back to the reality show. Their truly traumatizing past.
If you dare to take a look at the corner of the group, you'll see seven reasonably composed young men. And one... special one.
Hyunjin was a performer at heart, who danced his heart out on stage and whose passion was to create art. He is one of those who tell themselves that winning is everything, but that you have to do everything so that winning can be everything. Even if it's 3 a.m. and he's still in the dance studio.
Imagine being awarded for something you love and shared all the tears, blood and sweat with your teammates for? Or imagine someone else winning an award that you thought clearly belonged to your group...? Not so cool, is it?
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