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“Since you’re the only straight person here… if you had to fuck a guy, who would it be and why?” Hyunjin asked excitedly, his smile so big and bright Minho wasn’t sure if his eyes were even open.
Minho just barely stifled another laugh. How were they all so blind? Whatever, it wasn’t Minho’s business. Jisung was probably about to say something generic like Ryan Reynolds or something stupid and vague like Spiderman to get out of the question.
What Minho wasn’t expecting, was his actual answer.
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Bookmarked by Luna0007
02 Nov 2025
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So sweet! Love the development for Minho and his squirrel boy, Jisung
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The Aftermath is Secondary by milkilino, milkimingo (milkilino)
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
23 Jun 2025
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Lee Minho knew who he was, he knew what he wanted. Defending Battery City as an Exterminator was an honor, a good life to lead. At least, that's what the Company always told him, and it's what he believed.
Until he met Ace Trigger, a member of the Killjoy gang Stray Kids, notoriously evil and a wanted criminal. Ace was different, and despite everything the Exterminator had been taught to believe, he began to question if he was truly fighting on the right side of the war, if what he was doing was justified or even morally sound.
A scummy Killjoy becoming his savior? Minho never could've seen it coming.
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From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.
Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.
Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."
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“You’ve always been good at that. Making me feel better about myself. I’m going to reach the end of the line and owe it all to you.”
“That doesn’t sound too bad, does it?”
Minho can’t figure out what possesses him when he’s in Jisung’s presence. Like a switch flipped to make him impossibly reckless. They just look at each other for a long moment, and then Jisung laughs again, soft and fragile.
(OR: guilt, yearning, and other side effects of caring too much.)
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Minho had spent the last 150 years searching for the mortal he once called his own. He was looking for a grave, maybe. Bones, probably.
What he didn't expect was to find him in the present, with fangs bared, crimson-eyed, and staring straight through him like they'd never met.