life-changing minsung
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Minho’s smile softened into a small frown. “The doctor said you’ve lost a few months of your memory, and that this can happen with a severe head injury.”
Jisung squeezed his eyes shut. “This is insane. So I just have months of memories I can’t remember? And not to mention, I can’t even remember how I got here in the first place? And no one wants to tell me?”
The stress was getting to him, and Minho quickly rubbed a gentle thumb over his wrist.
“I know, baby. I know it’s frustrating. But the doctor said you have to remember on your own.”
Or Jisung wakes up in the hospital from a coma with no memory of how he got there, or why his friends and his boyfriend of six years, Minho, won’t tell him what happened
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"Call me hyung, I'm older than you, brat." Minho snaps back, ignoring Jisung's words entirely. He's not happy to be sharing a room with Jisung.
He's not.
"Yeah but you don't act like it. You should be calling me hyung, huh? I've been in the industry longer than you anyways, so it would sunbaenim to you."
All of the irritation from earlier in the day suddenly comes flooding back into Minho. "I would never fucking call you that."
"That's a shame, there's so much I could teach you," Jisung hums. Once again, Minho can hear the smile in his words, as if he likes getting a rise out of Minho. Little brat. He tacks on, "Seeing that I'm better than you, and all."
Even though he won't be able to see it, Minho shoots a glare at Jisung. "You aren't better than me."
or: minho doesn't know if he wants to choke, kiss, or fuck his new bandmate. probably all three.
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“Wait!” Jisung yelled out, grabbing his shoulder.
Minho turned around, eyebrow raised again, and clearly done with the conversation. And Jisung couldn’t blame him.
But this might’ve been his only opportunity to get some experience.
“I need your help.”
Minho just stared at him, blinking at him over and over. “With what?”
“I need you to have sex with me.”
Or what happens when Jisung makes a deal with his nerdy classmate Minho to teach him about sex, all so he can win over his crush who’s not into virgins?
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“What?” Jeongin prompts, leaning with his palm against the bar counter. “I said Minho hyung’s name, and your face got all red. Do you guys know each other?” he asks, and then— “I got a sense that was the case earlier in the firehouse. He’s not usually so relaxed around new people.”
But Jisung’s mind is stuck on one thing. “My face got all red?” he asks, subconsciously bringing a hand up to his cheek to feel the warmth of his own skin. He does feel a little hot under the collar all of a sudden, but in that moment, he chooses to blame it all on alcohol. Even though all he’s had is maybe three sips of beer.
“It did.” Jeongin grins. “So, what’s the story?”
(For a firefighter with years of experience under his belt, Jisung should probably know just how easy it is to rekindle old flames. Alas.)
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“Woah!” Jisung said just as Minho was about to press their lips together. He pushed Minho back a little bit as he felt his heart rate accelerating. “I’m straight! I don’t! I’m not! No!”
“Oh shit, I’m sorry.” Minho laughed, putting a little space between them and taking his hand from Jisung to rub the back of his hair as he smiled bashfully.
“I don’t… Why did you think I was gay?” Jisung asked, his eyes wide and brow furrowed as he started to worry.
“I didn’t look at you and think ‘he looks gay, I’m gonna kiss him’ I looked at you and thought ‘he looks pretty, I’m gonna try and kiss him’.”
“Oh…” Jisung breathed.-
Jisung struggled to fit in, to feel normal and to flow with the rest of the world. He knew he liked women, of course he did. So why when he met Minho did everything become so much better and worse all at once?
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Or; Jisung is in denial about his sexuality, and Minho makes it hard to keep denying. So hard that it triggers a breakdown and poor decisions.