#innieminnie

Yang Jeongin has only been with the company for under a year, but Seungmin is smitten. Which is why it’s suddenly so very unfortunate that Seungmin considers lying to be one of his favorite hobbies. This is where the problems begin to arise, unearthing themselves with frightening speed, crawling over top of each other and spilling forth like an overturned barrel of very angry monkeys. “Won’t your wife have a problem with that?” Well, fuck. “My wife.” Seungmin says, voice trailing off.

did anyone ask for kink negotiation but make it unsexy

★ seungyang socmed au ★ innie is clumsy beyond belief and seungmin is absolutely enamored ★ established changjin & minsung ★ alternating povs

I definitely want to write more innieminnie and I have some fics in the pipeline that I'm working on! idk if I have any more fics where they're the main pairing, but they're definitely prominent

Jeongin completely abandons his meticulous task of organizing to sit at the edge of his bed. Legs spread wide, leash discarded and collar held in one hand. He pats at his thigh, voice soft as he says, “C’mon, let’s try it out.”

Jeongin eventually finishes, knotting it with yet another yank. “So. Anything?" Seungmin flexes the muscles in his arms, in his hands. Bends his elbows so that he can get a better look at the rope work. “I don't know.” He hums, curling his fingers. “Was it meant to be sexy? The act of tying me up?" Jeongin presses his lips together as he thinks. “Maybe? Did it feel sexy?" "Not really."