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This was someone, someone new.
Mike got a shitty glimpse, barely one at all. All he truly saw was a blur. But an unfamiliar blur. And like unfamiliar things usually did, it set something off in him. Something hungry
All Mike could get was a flash of a leather jacket, slightly faded as if It had been passed down, a whif of a scent of flowers and wood, and a blur of the prettiest shade of hazel he'd ever seen. A glowing hazel halo that felt like staring strait into a pot of honey.
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Or: Mike wheeler was used the norm of his small town. He was used to the smells and the routine and the faces. Until he's not. Who is this beautiful stranger at his stop and why doesn't he know him?
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Jisung didn’t mean to procrastinate, but he didn’t think that all the clubs would be full in just a week. He sighed, seeing that only one club still had availability.
Too bad he didn’t know shit about chess.
Or what happens when Jisung, captain of the college soccer team, meets Minho, the number 2 ranked chess player in the country.
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- Part 1 of Endgame Series
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"Are you still nervous?" Minho asks, retaining that addictive nonchalance to his voice.
Jisung releases a pathetic little laugh between his gritting teeth. “Yeah,” he breathes out. “Just a little bit.”
"Let me smoke you out, then."
Jisung makes the mistake of letting his curious gaze wander, allowing a mesmerized "How?" to escape him. He's done the moment their eyes meet, because then Minho's taking Jisung's jaw in his hand while the other holds what's left of his blunt, dark eyes trailing down to the lips he wants to coax apart.
"Open for me."
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Shotgunning: the practice of inhaling smoke and then exhaling it into another individual's mouth.
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07 Aug 2026
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Jisung is a troubled teen. He used to be alone from time to time until time to time became all the time, and now, three years into his training under the musical label JYP, there's nothing he can do anymore to soothe the rumors about himself. Lacking the necessary skills to do anything about it, he instead lives up to his titles and continues to hiss at those who stare.
Minho doesn't know this. Upon arriving at the JYP building for his first day, he just kinda likes him.
Or, Jisung absolutely despises the new trainee, but in contrast, Minho only really wants to get to know him. And he will, because Minho always gets what he wants.
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07 Aug 2026
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The pandemic was merciless - a super-virus that could kill in as little as eight hours from onset. Started with fever, headache, profuse sweating, and ended with a brain pushed to aneurysm or overheating. It was a brutal way to go, and it was so contagious that the government couldn't take action quickly enough.
Everyone was gone. Everyone except Jongseob. Some might have called him lucky, but he would never use that word to describe himself, wandering the world alone.
After months of scraping by to survive in a desolate, collapsing world, however, Jongseob finally discovers that he wasn't the only one cursed to live. Haku Shota can't tell him much, given that he can only speak a handful of Korean words, but if there's one thing he makes clear, it's that he's here to survive.
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05 Aug 2026
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Would Minho have sex with him? Would he want to? The thought turns Jisung’s stomach. He doesn’t want Minho to get the wrong idea about why he comes here, why he’s meeting up with him.
“I’m straight,” he blurts, without prompting, heartbeat heavy in his fingers, his cheeks, behind his eyes.
Minho twists around so that the chains of his swing are crossed, staring Jisung dead on with his eyebrows raised. “Um. Okay? I’m not trying to sleep with you.”
Shame burns deep in Jisung’s insides, through the cavity of his chest, between his bones. “I–I know,” he stutters. “I’m–” swallowing back bile, something sharp. “Sorry, I don’t know why I said that.”
(OR: Han Jisung, Lee Minho, & Mutually Assured Destruction)
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