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Jisung didn’t mean to fall for an alpha. Especially not that alpha. But then again, Minho cooks, doesn’t hover, and smells like home. So, maybe… oops?
Or: One anxious omega, one emotionally constipated alpha, and a very dramatic group chat.
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Once he’d turned the handle, he was met with the image that was enough to knock him out cold.
Minho standing in the living room, wearing a hoodie. His favourite misplaced hoodie to be exact.
The pastel pink complimented Minho’s honey skin, the sheen from cocoa extracts smoothing down his exposed shoulder. As Jisung took in the sight he was so gratefully blessed with in front of him, his eyes moved on their own accord, finding Minho his tiptoes reaching for something placed on the top shelf above their shared television. The position ultimately lifted the hem of the hoodie, showing soft lace pyjama silk shorts lining over the gorgeous curve of Minho's smooth arse cheeks. Taking a dry gulp in his throat, Jisung lets his eyes follow the expanse of Minho’s exceptional legs.
And the socks.
(OR: Jisung’s roommate Minho has a penchant for wearing the formers hoodies around the apartment alongside a pair of knee socks. It’s only a matter of time until Jisung finally snaps, the smell of cocoa butter partly to blame)
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“Hey, it’s pretty hot out so I figured I’d get you a drink.”
Unfortunately, it turned out the hot biker chick of his dreams didn’t exist after all.
In her place, was a decidedly more masculine form than what he’d just been fantasising about, visor raised to reveal piercing feline eyes.
His voice wasn’t particularly deep, more light and airy. But definitely not the sultry, feminine tone he’d originally been hoping for. Still. Jisung was nothing if not polite. Most of the time, at least.“Oh… Thank you bro, appreciate that, that’s awesome.”
“Of course. I thought you’re pretty cute, I was wondering if I could get your digits…”
What.
The.
Fuck‽
This whole exchange was not going how Jisung had envisioned at all.
Luckily for this guy though, Jisung was perfectly capable of letting somebody down without being insulting about it.“Ah… I don’t swing that way bro, sorry.”
The stranger didn’t miss a beat.
“You don’t even have to swing, all you have to do is sit.”
Or: What happens when totally, absolutely, 100% straight Jisung meets a stranger at the petrol station?
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There was one thing Han Jisung hated more than anything else.
More than the fall of modern civilization.
More than the complete upheaval of his life in these uncertain times.
More than the virus itself that had turned the majority of the human population into zombies.
It was having to act tough and hard when he was born to be someone’s baby girl.
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The zombie apocalypse au, where Han gets bit in the ass, a begrudging Seungmin saves his life, and he meets the half-zombie, half-human man of his dreams.
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After six years in Seoul, Han Jisung returns to his hometown to escape burnout, find inspiration, and settle into the house he inherited from his grandmother.
Coming home also means running into Lee Minho—the first love he never truly got over.
With old misunderstandings, unresolved feelings, a suspiciously familiar OnlyFans subscriber, and a beehive in the attic complicating his new life, Jisung soon realizes that returning home might be more complicated than he expected.
Yet, after six years apart, two idiots who never stopped loving each other finally have a chance to get it right.