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“Oh shit—quick! Make a wish!” Jisung grabs Minho’s shoulder and jumps in place. He squeezes his eyes shut, nose wrinkled in concentration, previous conversation forgotten.
“What’d you wish for?” Minho asks, voice too soft, too reverent. Shit, he really can’t help himself.
Jisung peeks one eye open. “Aish, for you to stop looking at me like that,” he whines.
“Like what?”
Jisung circles his wrist and swings their arms lazily. The pressure of his touch sends shocks up and down Minho’s forearm.
“Like that.”
“With my eyes?”
“Seriously, hyung. Stop perceiving me.”
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minho doesn't believe wishes can come true...
until Jisung turns invisible.
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Minho is straight. He’s straight. He’s straight. He’s straight.
But Jisung—
No. He’s straight. He’s straight. He’s straight.
…until he isn’t.
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“What do you want from me, Jisung?”
“I came here because Chan-hyung told me you could help me.”
“Chan-hyung?” Minho asks, rising an eyebrow, so Jisung continues.
“Yes. He told me you would be able to find me love.”
In all the years Minho has lived working this job, he’s heard numerous things. Atrocities, things people should go to jail for. Sweet ideas, good deeds that make you get good karma.
Never in his life someone has asked him to find love for them.or
Minho works as a contractor, making people's wants come true. He has his friends, and his cats, and the job he excels at. What could go wrong, though, when Chan sends his way a doe-eyed man with an unusual request?
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Minho:
casual fun, anonymous, no strings attached
and we’ll see how it goes
is that okay?Hannie:
ur speaking my language :3Mornings won’t go back to normal, then. Jisung will stay annoying, Minho will stay aggravated—but at least he’ll have his perfect little distraction in his pocket at all times.
Minho gets on an anonymous dating app to cope with having an annoying coworker. it backfires spectacularly.
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Minho nodded, nostalgically watching how cheerful and close the students looked.
“Before… you were like that with me too.”
The words had really slipped out on their own. Too honest. Too late.
Jisung froze, fingers hovering over the keyboard.
“Yes,” he said at last. “I was.”
When Minho realizes that Jisung is still the warmest person in the world... only not for him anymore.