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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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Minho is just the man that drives Jisung home. At least, that’s what he should be. At least, that’s all he should want to be.
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- Part 3 of you make me ssick
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"Why are you following me?" Jisung snaps.
"I'm your bodyguard?" Minho says.
"That doesn't mean you're supposed to follow me around," Jisung argues, exasperated.
Minho smiles, almost a little mockingly, tilting his head slightly. Something stirs in Jisung's stomach. He frowns harder to fight it.
"That's actually exactly what it means," Minho says.
or
prince jisung meets his brand new bodyguard.
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“Y’know, you really talk a big game, when all it takes to keep you still is a little force in the locker room. Are you that helpless without your guard dogs?” Jisung tilts his head to the side as he speaks, blinking his eyes with faux sympathy.
The urge to act like a dog himself and bite gives Minho whiplash. He tightens his grip on Jisung’s shoulders and slams one of his padded legs into Jisung’s knee instead, a groan escaping the younger’s lips instantly. Minho takes the chance to switch their positions, slamming him into the lockers with much more force than necessary. The sound echoes in the room as Jisung shuts his eyes and leans his head back with a curse, chest heaving.
“I know I’ve been cordial on the ice and everything, Han, but don’t you forget that I don’t like you as much as you don’t like me,” Minho begins. Jisung keeps his eyes shut, head still tilted to the ceiling. Minho jostles him against the locker. “Look at me when I’m speaking.”
Jisung still doesn’t open his eyes, laughing instead as he says, “Fuck you.”
OR: The one where Jisung hates Minho, and Minho hates Jisung. Too bad they're stuck on the same hockey team now.
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It's funny, how you can wake in the morning and have no idea where the day will take you, where you'll be at the end of it. So many normal days pass without a thing changing. Ten, thirty, eighty, one-thousand days go by without a single incident. And then—
"Oh, Jisung! This is my cousin, Minho!"
—Minho.
Jisung thought he knew what love was, convinced himself as much. He's starting to think he's had it all wrong.