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Having to spend months at the Lee family house has been making Jisung lose sleep, even if he refuses to admit it to either Chan or Changbin. He suspects they know, anyway. They did sit down for hours upon hours trying to think of every single possible change to the plan they might need, back-ups and damage control strategies and a thousand worst-case-scenarios; from getting found out to being liked so much he’s asked for more and more. They spent months preparing because they knew how Jisung liked to be ready for every possible turn of events, even if that was nothing but the illusion of control.
The one thing that seemed certain, though, was that the wedding would surely take place. Rich people don’t like losing face, Chan had said, if there’s a rumor about a wedding, then there will be a wedding.
or: Jisung is hired by the Lee's to help prepare their son Minho for marriage.
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Something died in Jeongin the day he moved back to his hometown. It's just a temporary thing, he tells himself, and he has a plan for how to get back the life that was stolen away from him.
What he doesn't account for is how an unexpected encounter with his childhood best friend will force him to reopen old wounds, battle demons from his past, and confront things about himself that he never wanted to face.
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Minho begins her sophomore year of college as she did the year before: alone. Mostly it’s her own fault, because although she's got time to fill after giving up ballet, she has no desire to spend it with other people.
Then she catches a guy sitting in her spot in the library. And this isn't a random guy, who she could just ignore. It's the annoying guy from class, who'd weaseled Minho into giving him her notes and told her his name was Jisung. And Jisung, for some reason, seems pretty happy to take up all of Minho's time that he can get.
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Jisung steps back slightly and a flicker of disappointment taints Minho’s expression. “Stop that.”
“Stop what?”
“That look. Don’t look at me like that.”
Minho steps closer. Red. Code Red. “Like what, Hannie?”
“Like that,” Jisung manages, his breaths coming fast.
“Like you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen?”
Every ounce of air is knocked out of Jisung’s lungs. He feels his mouth open and close and open again like a fish.
“I’m- no, that’s- you hate me. I hate you. We hate each other,” Jisung emphasizes, waving a finger between the two of them.Minho’s brow furrows. “I don’t hate you.”
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They're both at the kitchen table, Minho serving the breakfast he just cooked, when Jisung nervously clears his throat to ask, "Um. Would you… could I… Do you think I could fuck you sometime?"
He's trying to be casual about it, but he can feel how hot his cheeks are and he knows he looks embarrassed. Jisung's leg is shaking unstoppably under the table when Minho finally responds, "Yeah, if that's something you want to do, I'm definitely down for it."
or, Minho teaches Jisung how to fuck him.