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Jisung can’t even begin to wrap his head around the situation. A half-naked man is snuggled up in bed with an adorable cat, and he is in the fucking closet. It sounds like the synopsis for some rom-com he would tease Hyunjin for watching.
Except he’s currently living it, convinced this will end in murder rather than romance.
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In which Minho and Jisung tackle co-parenting a cat, catching a stalker, and falling in love all within the span of a week.
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Drabbles and ideas that may or may not turn into actual fics one day, all gathered in one place ♡
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Jisung swings a little to the music but most of his focus is on the people. After a while he catches sight of sensually swaying hips. He sees thick thighs in black leather pants and gulps when he imagines what her legs would look like without them on. Only smooth skin stretched over hard earned muscle.
Then he looks at her face and freezes when he sees that it isn’t a girl at all. It’s a guy.
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Han Jisung is a self proclaimed straight dude who decides to try something new, only to end up a little more obsessed with a certain Lee Minho than he thought he'd be.
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When Jisung laid eyes on a man so pretty not even the delicate dew of morning spring could compare, he was immediately falling — quite literally. In the few short moments his eyes strayed from the path in front, he walked right into a lamppost.
A dusty pavement and the throbbing on his forehead was the first sentence in their story. And even as the pretty stranger jogged toward him looking concerned and panicked, helping him back up to his feet, Jisung never quite stopped falling.
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Loving someone means changing yourself into what they want and need, right? Minho would disagree but alas, Jisung is no mind-reader.
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Contrary to popular belief, Jisung and Minho aren’t actually dating. They’re just having sex. A lot of sex.
But they are healthy youths swamped by college assignments and college parties, of course they’re going to explore their wildest, most embarrassing kinks with each other. What else is one supposed to do when you’re regularly having sex with your best friend?
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Minho and Jisung; best friends and fuck buddies. But then a weekend spent at Minho’s childhood home changes it all.
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“You’re going to meet someone, and fall in love. Maybe they’ll be a toxin, or maybe not. But, either way, you’ll know. You’ll be glad you waited. Because you’ll realize that you’re worth more than any silly bloom could ever be,” Minho murmurs into his hair, hand making comforting circles over his back. “And your bond— it should be saved for them. That person you love so much that the blooms don’t matter. Because you deserve that, Jisung-ah. You do.”
Jisung doesn’t know how to tell him that he thinks he already found it. He doesn’t know if he should tell him. Because maybe Minho is right. Maybe he’s got it all twisted up, and confused. Maybe he’s too impulsive, and his brain is latching onto the only constant he has.
Or, maybe, he just knows.
(OR: Jisung chases a bloom he can't reach, and Minho is an expert in self-preservation)
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Jisung stutters his way through the asking. I like the chase. I want you to catch me when I run away. I need to know that no one can ruin this, you and me, not even myself. He barely gets the words out, and then tries to turn to hide afterwards, but of course Minho doesn’t let him.
His voice is smooth when he says, “of course I can hunt you down, honey, if that’s what you want. Is that what you want?” His eyes tell a different story. Already, his pupils are dilating.
Jisung nods jerkily in response.
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Always asking questions, always trying to gauge Minho’s comfort, always checking in on him, asking if it was okay to do this, if he could touch, if he could kiss, if Minho wanted to be left alone. There were moments, of course, where Jisung was confused, or where he had unintentionally hurt Minho’s feelings, or even Minho with him. Early on, certain lines were accidentally crossed, there was miscommunication, misunderstandings, hurt, arguments, apologies made, things forgiven.
Jisung tried—still does try—so hard for his boyfriend. Minho’s perfectly imperfect partner who does nothing but try to make sure Minho is comfortable and taken care of. Over the years, one would think it would become a facet easily glazed over, easily seen as “just another part of their relationship.” But it only makes Minho’s heart swell, each passing year together making his heart so big in his chest he’s scared it’s no longer going to fit inside.
Or the one where Minho finds himself wanting to connect with Jisung in a way they haven't before.
(ace spec!minho & allo!jisung)
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Jisung didn’t prepare for this. He was meant to just— tell Minho he’s gay— not ask him to have sex with him. The glass must have been a literal breaking point for his feeble self control.
“Because I trust you,” Jisung can’t even look Minho in the eye. “Because you’re attractive, and you’re always gentle with me, and I think you’d make it good.”
Minho’s hold tightens, squeezing Jisung a bit too firmly. “I’d make it good for you, Jisung.”
(OR: Jisung learns how to access the encyclopedia of his own emotions.)
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“Oh my god,” Jisung breathes. His thighs fall together on instinct. “Hyung. ‘S not gonna fit.” He feels a bit dizzy at the thought. The implication. That Minho is going to be inside of him— splitting him in two.
“It’ll fit, baby,” Minho steps forward, working his hand over himself a few times. “We’ll make it fit.”
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Jisung twists on the couch, eyes wide “we have the opportunity to do something hilarious, babe.”
Minho is sprawled beside him, and he sighs heavily before meeting Jisung’s eyes with a mischievous look. “You know my love language is causing problems. Go ahead.”
(or, the one where Minsung decide to lie about their relationship to their new gaming friends)