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“Oh shit—quick! Make a wish!” Jisung grabs Minho’s shoulder and jumps in place. He squeezes his eyes shut, nose wrinkled in concentration, previous conversation forgotten.
“What’d you wish for?” Minho asks, voice too soft, too reverent. Shit, he really can’t help himself.
Jisung peeks one eye open. “Aish, for you to stop looking at me like that,” he whines.
“Like what?”
Jisung circles his wrist and swings their arms lazily. The pressure of his touch sends shocks up and down Minho’s forearm.
“Like that.”
“With my eyes?”
“Seriously, hyung. Stop perceiving me.”
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minho doesn't believe wishes can come true...
until Jisung turns invisible.
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Jisung doesn’t move– doesn’t breathe. He just stares.
His voice, when it comes, is quiet. “What did you say?”
His eyes search for Minho’s, wide and unsure and a little stunned. Like something has cracked open inside him.
He could take it back. Laugh it off. Play it cool. Change the subject. But something in the way Jisung looks at him makes him want to take the step. To jump. To finally just fall.
“I said”, he whispers, “Maybe I was born to meet you.”
The air goes still. So does time.
or: Jisung doesn't believe in fate. Minho believes in everything that doesn't make sense– until suddenly, it does.
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He’s calm. He’s cool. He’s not thinking about the shape of Jisung’s mouth, or how well the suit fits him, or the way his eyes lit up just now, or whether he still smells like bergamot and broken dreams of a lifetime.
He’s fine. This is fine.
This is totally, completely fine.
At least that’s what Minho tries to convince himself about until, from the corner of his eye, catches Jisung starting to walk over.
Now, he is not so sure. Now, he might actually die.
Four years of yearning. Two years together. One year apart.
Minho thought he’d buried the what-ifs– until a wedding, a slow dance, two best men and strawberry champagne remind him just how unfinished some stories can be.
What begins as awkward glances slowly unfolds into painfully familiar tension. But before they can even think about something new, Minho and Jisung have to untangle everything that pulled them apart.
or: Minho thinks it’s over between him and Jisung– but some knots simply take longer to tie.
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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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Bookmarked by Londonbound23
16 Mar 2026
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I liked this a lot. So different and more gritty than other stories of its kind, and I really enjoy how their relationship developed from start to finish. The story lives in my mind even a few days after finishing it.
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“If your friend got bit on the dick by a venomous snake, would you—”
“Don’t finish that question.” Minho scoffs.
“—suck it to get the venom out?” Jisung finishes the question anyway.The natural order of things, Jisung and Minho fuck, fall in love, and get caught making out between the aisles at work (exactly in that order).
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Tick, tick, tick , here it comes. Blood, yes, the tiles will forever be stained, their insides will mix, they’re going to hack away at the floor and the walls and the ceiling, the museum, the bomb, the blood, the plaque. Minho’s name, next to Jisung’s. They’re terrible people, Jisung is the worst, Minho very much so too. The plaque will say it, most definitely: Maybe they’re so good for each other, because they’re both such terrible, horrible, people.
Jisung is lonely and Minho is there. They can’t, they shouldn’t, but they do.
Bookmarked by Londonbound23
08 Mar 2026
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I couldn't put this down because every time I tried, I just kept being stuck in the story so badly that I wasn't able to focus on anything. I love how real this is, and how honest they are to themselves about their emotions. Adore it!
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a fish tank (with rainbow rocks) by mrehk for Ghost (hymnfortheweekend)
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
25 Aug 2024
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“I’m warning you right now, before this goes any further—” Minho threatens, running his finger around the rim of his glass to gather the sugar. “I have a rule that I only sleep with someone once. That’s it. You won’t be the exception, trust me.”
The guy clears his throat. Blinks. Looks back into Minho’s eyes and settles back into the easy, cocky grin he’s been wearing since he sidled up. “All I need is once to blow your mind,” he drawls, perfectly sleazy.
(OR: Minho never sleeps with the same guy twice; Jisung becomes a master of disguise)
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Bookmarked by Londonbound23
16 Feb 2026
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I laughed a lot reading this, also the second time
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"Thank fuck you answered.” The stranger almost trips on the welcome mat as he comes in. “Sorry—I know it’s shitty of me to just show up like this."
“Don’t be,” Minho shrugs. “Wasn’t doing much.”
And, really, from what he’s heard about Jisung, he knows he’s always had a penchant for dramatics. He can’t imagine the younger turning up any other way than out of the blue, so that’s not what throws him off.
The duffel bag that Jisung's heaving up off his shoulders is what does it.
"Is there a body in there?"
"Mhm. Gonna help me hide it?"
.･જ⁀➴⛐𓂃 ོ𓂃ᨒ↟𖠰
OR: Jisung and Minho don't know each other well enough to set off on a two-week road trip across the country. Except Minho thinks he knows Jisung like the back of his own hand, and wonders if that's why he never should've left with him at all.
.･જ⁀➴⛐𓂃 ོ𓂃ᨒ↟𖠰
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Bookmarked by Londonbound23
16 Feb 2026
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I loved! this! I've had to take breaks while reading, but my thoughts kept straying back to it. Their dynamic coupled with summer road trip vibes...peak romance. Love love love.
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"You've not been coming here for long." A question disguised as a statement. You're not supposed to ask people why they're in a NA meeting, in the same way you shouldn't really ask an inmate what landed them behind bars.
"I wasn't aware you were keeping tabs on me," he answers with a smile. It almost feels like he's being flirted with.
Awfully similar feeling to the first time he tried aci—
──*ੈ✩‧₊˚‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚
OR: When someone unfamiliar shows up in a setting that's gotten a little too predictable, the fish-free life that Jisung has been building is at risk of collapsing.
Bookmarked by Londonbound23
15 Feb 2026
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I loved this. The last chapter had me on a roller coaster, but made the ending all the better.
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Someone told Jisung once that in the event of an emergency, a person should always know a lawyer, a doctor, and a trustworthy mechanic. Well, his friend Seungmin is in school to be a lawyer, his cousin Hwasa is a cardiologist, and he does, in fact, have a business card for a mechanic.
But not just any mechanic. No.
In his possession, Jisung holds the business card for the hottest mechanic who ever rolled in grease, with muscles, tattoos, and purple hair. But he has one teeny tiny problem. A brand new car with nothing wrong with it. What is a desperate gay with dreams of having sex on the hood of his car to do?
Well, if it isn't broke and won't be broke anytime soon... break it yourself.
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Lifting the hood, Jisung’s eyes expand, and his phone clatters to the ground. “Ahhh! Jinnie!”
“What? What’s wrong!?!”
Shrill shouts of alarm come from his phone as he stares at the empty space where the engine should be. Hands shaking, he picks up his iPhone. “S-someone stole my engine! It’s gone! There’s nothing but a tire here!”
“WHAT!!”
Or - Jisung is a dumbass, and Minho is an emotionally constipated mechanic
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"Well, if I had the freedom to choose, we wouldn't even be having this conversation, Dr. Lee."
Han Jisung thrives in it, in the way hands reach for him like he's something worth touching.
But what would they say if they knew?
Would they still whisper his name like a prayer, still dream of having a piece of him? Or would they finally see him for what he is?
Not a god. Not an idol. Not untouchable.
Just a boy.
And boys get sent to therapy.
in short: seemingly freaky, cocky and privileged jisung meets his match, Minho - his assigned psychiatrist
Bookmarked by Londonbound23
14 Feb 2026
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I figuren this would be good going in, but it still surpassed all my expextations. Jisung's Journey, and the way Minho supported him through it, broke my heart and then stitched it back together. Love this!
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Searching for death in all the wrong places, bounty hunter Han Jisung gets the opportunity of a lifetime… the chance to repay his debts and help his closest friend at the same time. The cost? Only his freedom… and possibly his life. But that’s okay, he never asked for it anyway.
Will Jisung find his end? Or is the vampire he sells himself to the beginning he hadn't known he was searching for?
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Fighting sleep, Jisung’s words come out slurred. “I’d love to be able to talk to animals. I’d have so many friends.”
“Friends?” Minho questions. “Not pets?”
“I can’t have pets…” He replies while snuggling deeper into his pillow. “… I’m a slave. I’m already the pet.”
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Minho’s caged bird sings the most beautiful songs, and he wants nothing more than to free it. To dismantle the golden bars that keep Han’s heart cast in shadows and watch him bloom in freedom.
The most stunning of creatures, it is a crime to chain him. A spirit like Han’s deserves to be free.Or- Bounty hunter Han Jisung is sold to vampire Lee Minho to complete a job. One is broken, the other lost… but together, they could be complete.
Please don’t let the length of the fic scare you away…
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A proposal. A full collection dedicated to a single person, a single name. Han Jisung.
Minho laughs. "The performer?"
Yes. That one. The cabaret star. The headline act for the ultra-rich and tragically bored.
Minho thinks, why not? Just another face behind the lens.
He is, historically, shit at lying to himself.
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- English
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- 34/34
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Bookmarked by Londonbound23
24 Dec 2025
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I really love how the story unpacked little by little, and how it all tied together in the end. Heartbreaking and lovely.
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Jisung is perfectly fine with Minho not staying. Until he isn’t.
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“Call it a deal,” Minho says, leaning casually on the bar, enjoying the easy flow of the conversation. “You can come to the bar after a bad date, and I’ll be the one to listen. One drink. One rant. I’ll mix something different for you every time.”
Because you’re different. And I’m interested. And I really, really want to see you again.
Jisung has a type: hopeless. From the guy who talks about his ex to the omegaverse influencer and the one who brings a ferret to dinner, every week is another romantic disaster. Enter Minho, the bartender who knows just how to turn bad dates into the perfect drinks.
It starts as a joke– one drink, one rant, every time. But somewhere between The Mansplainer and The Lovers, between doodled coasters and unspoken glances, Minho starts to notice the problem isn’t that Jisung can’t find the right guy.
It’s that Jisung keeps coming back to the bar.
or: Every bad date deserves a good drink– and Jisung deserves the bartender who makes it.
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Minho has so much money in his bank account that he pays Jisung much more than they had initially agreed on. So much more that Jisung gained a kind of financial security that allowed him to stop going out with other clients two months into their arrangement; enough that Jisung could pull through for a few months if Minho decided to let him go.
But Minho takes him by the hand and he doesn’t look like he wants to.
(Jisung is an Arts student in need of money, and Minho is a rich guy in need of a fake boyfriend.)
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How is Jisung even supposed to act? Minho probably has it all figured out. He knew where he was coming, after all. He knew that Jisung would be here. He was able to prepare himself. Jisung was blindsided.
He decides that he’ll do what he’s been doing all this time. Pretend Minho doesn’t exist to the best of his abilities and only interact with him when it’s strictly and professionally necessary.
He wishes they could be friends. He wishes they could go back to where they left off. But it’s been four long years of heartache, and Jisung just—can’t.
Minho doesn’t seem to feel the same way.
(Minho and Jisung signed the divorce papers more than three years ago when Minho packed his life into his suitcases and left—without Jisung. But when he walks through the doors of the Seoul National University Hospital again four years later, they will both be reminded that a signature doesn’t always mean the end.)
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- Part 1 of (my heart) yours to break
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noun, plural des·i·de·ri·a [des-i-deer-ee-uh].
an ardent longing, as for something lost.Levi's exodus from the underground coincides with the recruitment and training of the 104th cadet corps. A look at what might have happened if their paths crossed sooner rather than later.
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- Part 1 of Together, or not at all
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Jisung was never one to question his bounties. He took the job, he did the killing, he got the money. It was easy work because hunting is something he has always been good at. Now, however, he understands why none of the hunters in that small village could take the job. Whatever reason the nobility has to kill the alleged guardian of this forest can’t be worth the pay.
“I should make an example out of you for your little friends,” the man says with a snarl. “Cut you open like you cut my children and hang your corpse by the entrance of the forest. That should be enough of a warning, don’t you think?”
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Jisung gets captured by the very being he is supposed to kill, but escaping will be the least of his problems once he learns the truth behind the bounty he was given.
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Jisung sighs wistfully. “Sometimes I just think about it.”
“About… sucking dick?”
“Yeah,” he nods, “they look so— I don’t know. It seems like it would be fun.”
“Fun,” Minho echoes distantly.
Jisung develops a new fixation and goes on a journey of self-discovery.
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- English
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Bookmarked by Londonbound23
29 Sep 2025
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I love! Their first kiss was chef's kiss.