8 Works by Domior
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“You know that one-bed trope writers love so much?” Jisung said suddenly, voice cutting through the quiet.
Minho froze mid-motion, brow tightening. “No.”
“Good,” Jisung said, eyes flicking to his face with that crisp edge. “Because we’re not doing it.”
Minho and Jisung broke up three months ago. A tropical vacation was a terrible idea. Unfortunately, they went anyway.
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“Oh, Jisung?” Hyunjin said, eyes still flicking over the holographic panel before him. “What do you want to sell this time?”
“The day I met Lee Minho.”
Jisung sells his memories to survive. Then dancer Lee Minho knocks on his shattered world, and nothing will ever be the same.
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“Five games,” Minho said. “The winner gets to claim one thing.”
Jisung raised an eyebrow. “Claim what?”
Minho didn’t blink. “Whatever they want.”
Once, Minho suggested a few silly games to pass the quiet evenings. It was fun. At first.
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Seungmin checked his tablet. “Physical proximity increased your sync rate by 0.3%. Keep it up.”
Jisung leaned toward the panel, whispering like they were conspiring against the world.
“…So should I hold his hand longer, or do we upgrade to cuddling?”
Minho froze mid-step, the word cuddling short-circuiting his brain.
“Please don’t.”
Soulmates were supposed to be miracles. Minho filed his under potential felony.
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“You’re not him,” Jisung blurted.
Minho only smiled, calm, impossibly serene. “If this world isn’t yours, why do you keep coming back to me?”
One sunny autumn day, Jisung found himself trapped between two parallel worlds. Soon, he couldn’t tell which one was truly real anymore.
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“The boy just casually hit on a pro-idol with almost eight million followers,” Hyunjin laughed, nearly to tears. “Can you imagine his expression?”
“Like ‘what the fuck?’” Changbin added. “Why does he have all black squares instead of photos?”
Minho’s charm was a public hazard. Another guy flirting with him? Nothing new.
Jisung’s breakdown over it? Okay, maybe a little new. -
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“Thank you.” Minho’s tone was soft, touched with affection. “It’s nice to hear that from you.”
“I mean it,” Jisung insisted, his sniffle returning. “I really love your voice, hyung. Love it, understand?”
Sometimes, love sounds like a song at 5 a.m., sung between laughter, tears, and sleepy confessions. And all you can do is listen.
Inspired by the new Minsung 2 Kids Room.
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“Gross,” Hyunjin grimaced. “What did we agree on? No fucking backstage!”
“We didn’t fuck, though?”
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Or a short story of shared kisses behind the stage curtains, inspired by Frankfurt SKZ-Talker.