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Detective Lee is drawn into a dangerous game when tasked with investigating a series of high-profile assassinations. As he delves into the case, he finds himself entangled in a deadly cat-and-mouse pursuit with an assassin who blurs the lines between hunter and prey.
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Jisung often dreamed in black and white. He saw keys, a stool, an empty crowd and a piano that outgrew him. And then came the colour, he supposed. Colour in purple bruises, stained bandages and red gloves that suddenly made it all better.
Or Jisung was a prodigy in a life he wanted nothing more than to forget and Minho was now the main event.
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Better Yet by bingchillen for Yourfriendlyneighborhoodficwriter
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
25 Aug 2025
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After his brother gets engaged, Jisung suddenly needs to prove to his family that he won’t die miserably alone. Enter his overly-generous neighbour he’s been hopelessly in love with since he first moved in, happy enough to pose as his date for an over-the-top engagement party weekend.
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“Jisung-ssi,” Minho breathes, voice barely audible over the weight of the world pushing down on him. “I know this sounds crazy, but do you believe in fate?”
Jisung smiles and it’s genuine. “No. But you do.”
Minho snorts and sits back in his chair, surprised at the certainty in which Jisung speaks. “I think you’re pushing your luck.”
“I don’t think it’s luck.”
“So it is fate,” Minho teases, cocking his head. He picks up his notepad and takes his pen out from behind his ear, underlining the word ‘romantic’ with two tight lines.
“No,” Jisung says again, big eyes turning sad. “I think things just happen. Even when they’re not supposed to.”
(OR: Minho and Jisung find each other in every life, even when the universe doesn't want them to. It does everything to stop them and they do everything to keep going.)
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"Merpeople aren't real," Jisung blurts out, his statement contradicted before it's even out of his mouth as he stares at the shimmering blue tail attached to the man in his pool.
"Oh, sorry. Let me go inform my entire society that we don't exist," the man - the merman - snarks, hissing as he tugs on the net stuck under his scales.
Jisung has a lot of questions, some of them scientific and most of them stupid, but the stupidest one of all is somehow the one his brain lets slip past his lips. "How do you piss?"
(OR: Minho comes to shore determined to prove that love isn't real. Jisung thinks he can prove him wrong in order to get his wish of getting out of his hometown. Things do not go as planned for either of them.)
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“What do you say, Minho?” Jisung asks like he already knows the answer and is just eager to watch Minho’s mouth shape around the words. “Are you down for a little western adventure before heading to the big apple?”
Minho looks down at his crumpled map, then out the diner window, onto the road where heat is still rising in lazy waves off the asphalt. He’s already off course, already behind schedule anyway. Still, it’d be stupid. Careless. And probably the most fun he’d be having in forever. A story to tell. He glances back at Jisung, at the curve of his grin and the easy slouch of his shoulders.
He nods once, firmly. “Okay. Kansas,” Minho mutters, folding his map in half. “But I’m picking the music.”
or: Minho learns it's all about the journey.
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Minho was just supposed to steal the Crown Jewels. Jisung’s heart wasn’t a part of the deal.
(Or, the most wanted thief in the country meets the Crown Prince.)
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Prince Jisung does not like the man he is fated to marry. The man he is fated to marry does not like Prince Jisung.
As they approach their final summer together before they wed, a choice hangs in the air- to either preserve the ties binding their kingdoms or, much to Jisung's satisfaction, sever them completely.
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He opens the wooden door and blinks one, two, three times, facing the guy — not man, guy — standing at his porch.
After spending days looking for a bunch of middle-aged, gray-haired, or cash-rich looking men, he can't hide the surprise on his face as he looks at this guy wearing baggy jeans, a white t-shirt under a hooded jacket and a pair of hoop earrings.
When he looks at his face, he notices another expression of surprise in his round eyes and soft cheeks.
“Uhm, I'm here for piano class? Is this Lee's house?”or: after being single for years while raising a kid, Minho ends up hooking up with his son's piano tutor, who's extremely hot, sweet, gentle and six years younger than him.
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There’s a potion for almost everything. Multiple actually.
Love potions, though. They are a tricky thing. Minho would know.
Most days he doesn’t get much traffic in the shop. He enjoys the quiet. Traces the familiar patterns on the wooden countertop and makes potions in the back with careful hands and too many looks at the recipe book, even when he could recite the steps in his sleep.”There’s a man walking back and forth outside your shop,” the palace worker says before taking his leave.
Minho goes to the door.
”Hey,” he yells to the man. He stops mid-pace, eyes round and cheeks red.
“Come in,” Minho tells him.OR
Love potionist Minho runs into problems when none of his potions work on a new customer called Jisung. They get married about it.-
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Seungmin ignores him, smacking the folder onto the desk, flipping it open without looking, sliding it across the surface towards Minho. “It doesn’t matter. This was in the lease. You signed, right—” he taps the bottom corner, Minho’s initials perfectly legible. “Here.”
“Excuse me?” Minho leans forward.
“Paragraph nineteen subsection C,” Seungmin says, not even looking down as he recites the document word for word. “Lease is not voidable in the case of suspected paranormal activity.” He pounds his finger on the period.
Minho laughs. A short, barked thing, completely disbelieving. “You’re kidding me.”
“I’m really not,” Seungmin’s face pinches up into the sort of fake, squinted smile someone gives when they’re being an asshole. No remorse.
(OR: Minho has ghosts, Jisung hunts ghosts)
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“We’ve gotta stop meeting like this,” mutters Jisung.
“Like what,” says Minho dryly. He huffs a chuckle, suddenly out of breath. “Whatever could you mean, Hannie. Everything’s fine, everything is just dandy and completely and utterly normal. I don’t feel even remotely close to—”
“Dying?”
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There’s no playbook on how to navigate waking up soul-bound to someone, cursed to both suffer through worlds of pain if physically apart for too long. What Minho really needs, though, is a chapter on what the fuck to do when that someone is his best friend and fellow group member whom he happens to have feelings for.
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“I want to kill you,” Minho grunts in pain. “And yet you help me. Why?”
“I’m not sure, huntsman.” Jisung answers. “Why did you let me live?”
It’s like inhaling gravel when Minho swallows dryly. He thinks back to the day they met and Jisung’s wounded body. His brown eyes full of prudence, his serpent tongue and soft skin. The way the other angels seemed to cower behind Jisung like he was their keeper. The way Minho disregarded his safety when freeing Jisung from his shackles. The inexplicit trust Jisung put into Minho after mere moments of meeting, the way he knew Minho wouldn’t hurt them before Minho knew it himself.
Minho looks away. “I don’t know, angel.”
On the brink of death, Minho attempts to pierce the heart of an angel with his arrow. Everything that happens afterward goes against the grain of what’s conventional.
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But that’s the thing, isn’t it? Even if Jisung had left his heart alone, Minho would’ve taken pliers to his own chest and broken his ribs into halves to reach in and give his heart to Jisung all the same.
He knew this from the start.
Ruined.
Minho learns what a soulmate is, and how to let Jisung take care of him, too.
[ 250507 : FIC HAS BEEN REWRITTEN, READ NOTES ]
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Minho has killed vampires for years. Jisung is an exception in every way.
(Or, Jisung comes from a lineage of the Original vampires, and hunter Minho tries to kill him every time their paths cross but his weapons are never enough; Jisung comes back to life like he didn’t die at all.)
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Minho stares into those eyes– deep blue, bottomless as the crushing depths where light has never reached. There is hate there. Pure, unadulterated rage. But underneath it– something else. Something impossible. Something wrong.
Something that shouldn’t be there. Not in a siren. Not in a thing.
Something about those eyes makes Minho falter.
He tightens his grip on the knife. His muscles are taut, everything in him– blood, bone, memory– screaming to finish the job, to end this creature beneath him, to end this.
He should kill him. He needs to kill him.
Minho was raised to hunt monsters. Jisung was born to hunt humans.
When Minho chooses to spare Jisung on a siren hunt, his choice becomes a fracture in everything both of them thought they knew about monsters, mercy, and love.
or: Between sea and land, Minho and Jisung find themselves bound by blood, salt, and something impossible to undo.
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- Part 1 of tidebound
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By the time he's cleaned up his small home, the sun is gone, replaced by her luminous twin. He throws on another log to keep the fire going while he sleeps. As Jisung sets about to clean his dishes, he pauses, ears twitching.
Firewood popping, the grass breathing, and in the distance, silent footsteps falling.
They're outside, whoever is here, and they don't want to be found, because when Jisung flicks his eyes to look through the window in front of him, he doesn't see any shadows moving and only sees his reflection staring back at him, orange from the firelight. But someone's out there, he can sense it, and it's not Felix or Chan.
Jisung slowly exhales through his nose and gently places the bowl in his hands into the basin. The movement stops and his heart runs into overdrive. They can see him. They can see him. And he can't see them.
Or// Jisung is half man-half dragon with a king’s bounty on his head, isolated on the outskirts of a village that protects him. Minho is a monster hunter come to slay him, but Jisung isn’t the beast the king makes him out to be.
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- Part 3 of HJS Bingo Round 1
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10 years after he lost his first love, and three years after he lost his second, Han Jisung signs his daughter up for ballet class.
Sometimes, there would be months when he dreamed of Minho every night and awoke with only the fading wisps of memory. It left a hollowed-out feeling in his chest. It left him reeling. It left him sunken and gasping and full of remorse.
And then, a few minutes into wakefulness, the dreams were gone, a hazy smokescreen memory, more pain than substance.
“I didn’t forget about you,” he says quietly, and Minho shrugs.
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“If we’re doing this, we need written rules,” he said, spelling out “Rule Number One:” on the paper in front of him.
“Rules?” Minho asked, sounding confused.
“Yes, rules.”
“What kind of rules?”
Or Jisung’s broken heart leads him to make an arrangement with his mysterious classmate Minho. He believes everything will work out, as long as neither of them breaks the rules.
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“I’m not repeating myself! Also, why didn’t you tell me your cousin was a DILF? I literally went in there expecting some balding forty-year-old. This is all your fault!”
Jisung huffs, frustrated as he fails to find the shirt he was looking for. He grabs a plain black one instead, pulling it over his head and adjusting it so it comes all the way down. Now he needs a hoodie. He grabs his phone and heads over to his closet.
“Hey, it’s not my fault Minho hyung is a cutie! I told you he was nice!”
He flips through the hoodies in his closet, settling on a grey one with the black outline of a cat. He supposes it’s better than the one with the rabbit giving the middle finger (definitely not kid friendly).
“Yea, but you didn’t tell me he was exactly my type. You withheld information!”
“What was I supposed to say? My hot cousin needs a babysitter?”
“Well, it would have helped!”
Or: Jisung is a struggling post-grad student in need of some extra money, and Felix's cousin just so happens to need a babysitter.
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