Phil's Minsung Archive
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“Thank you for dancing with me.” Minho murmurs, looking up at him from his bow. He presses his mouth against Jisung’s knuckles in a feather-light kiss. “I hope to see you again soon, Jisung.”
Minho lets go of his hand, gently, and he steps back. Silently, Jisung watches as Minho turns around and walks away.
When Jisung gets back to the table he left his friend in, Jeongin isn’t there anymore. Seungmin and Hyunjin have refreshed their glasses of wine, and the dessert plates have already been taken away.
“Where’s Jeongin?” he asks them.
“A duchess from Honam wanted to dance with him.” Hyunjin replies between sips of wine. He smirks at Jisung. “What were you doing dancing with the King of Gyeonggi?”
Jisung’s mind reels, but there’s barely anything there for him to process. He looks at Hyunjin’s and Seungmin’s expressions, both of them waiting for him to tell them something, but all he can come up with is, “I have no idea.”
Jisung, Prince of Hoseo, suddenly finds himself as the husband to Minho, King of Gyeonggi. What intrigues him even more, however, is how everyone is intimdated by someone so gentle.
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It seemed like… Minho was the one giving in to the other? As a snow leopard hybrid, only a select few species would stand above him. But then again, it wasn’t like Felix hadn’t seen Minho argue back against tigers or lions. Whoever Minho was in a relationship with must be very powerful.
Huh. Did that mean in his relationship, Minho was…
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A study of Minho and his boyfriend, narrated by Felix.
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Minho is getting married to someone who isn’t Jisung so there’s only one thing Jisung can do. He has to ruin his ex-boyfriend’s wedding.
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“That’s the second time this week.”
“I know…” Minho sighed as he rubbed his hand over his face before running his fingers through his hair and climbed back into their bed. The warm scent of caramelised apples had now turned slightly rotten. Most likely due to Jisung’s upset state.
“We should really get a lock.” Jisung huffed and nodded as he shuffled over to Minho’s side of the bed and fell into his open arms. A strong scent of caramel enveloping them as Minho tried to calm Jisung down.
Minho let out a small chuckle as he wrapped an arm around Jisung’s shoulder and flicked off the light.
“If we get a lock then we’d have to deal with thinking everything is an emergency with the way Yumi acts. She’ll claim cuddles are an emergency.” Minho shuffled himself down on the bed to lay down, letting Jisung rest on top of him.“But that is an emergency.” Jisung protested as he clung onto Minho to prove his point.
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Being a first time parent is hard. What's even harder is balancing being a famous idol and a rebellious child up to no good.
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Minho doesn't allow himself hope.
It would hurt too much. For nine years, Minho has yearned for a sign from the moon, and he has taken on so much pain, so much sorrow that he knows hoping would only bury him six feet under.
Taking a deep breath, Minho unfolds the letter with trembling hands.
Dear soulmate,
It's been a while, right?
or; Minho has only ever wanted Jisung, his best friend, to become his mate. The yearly mating run approaches, and Minho can't help but wonder—does Jisung want him too?