**COMPLETED** "Fuck you, Jisung." Minho's not scared of anyone until the whispers start. That he's not as untouchable as he thinks. That Jisung, the fragile little bottom everyone babies, could ruin him. "You like being used, don't you, Minho~" Jisung's tired of playing nice. He's not innocent. He's not soft. And he's been watching Minho. Waiting. Plotting. Everyone used him as a joke, now he's going to be their proof. "Beg for it, Slut." Minho invites Jisung over during a party to prove who's really in control. But it's not Minho's game anymore. It never was. "You hate me? Then why are you moaning my name?" This isn't romance. This isn't redemption. This is punishment. And Jisung's not holding back.

Minho is a dancer. Minho is bipolar. Minho doesn't do relationships unless it's Jeongin. Minho is slow as fuck. Minho doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Minho is confusing. But that didn't stop Jisung from falling hard for him. Minho looked at him with darkened eyes. "Dance for me Sungie".