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There he was, Travis Phelps — the same boy from high school who went out of his way to personally torment Sal, homophobic slurs constantly spewing out of his mouth in a constant state of denial and self-deprecation of his own sexuality — sitting firmly on the edge of Sal’s bed with his thighs tightly pressed together and his hands balled up into fists on his lap, wearing a skirt.
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Hyunjin tilts his head slightly, his expression unreadable but his tone clipped, precise. “I was in my room,” he says, “and the whole place was hit with distress pheromones.” His eyes slide toward Felix again, and the weight of that attention feels like gravity, inevitable, impossible to hide from.
Chan’s frown deepens, confusion cutting through the calm. “It wasn’t that strong,” he says. “The scent didn’t leave the kitchen.”
“Then you should probably check your ventilation system,” Hyunjin replies quietly, gaze still fixed on Felix. “Because it did.”
Felix blinks at him, disbelief tripping through his system. Of course, Hyunjin would notice. Of course, he’d be the one to feel it.The Integration Program said, “Learn to cooperate across secondary genders.” Haus 07 heard: “Bond emotionally, break several rules, fall in love, and make absolutely zero responsible decisions.”
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17 Nov 2025
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Best thing ever written. I swear.
Update: It keeps getting better.
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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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Bookmarked by NotYourKittyKat
14 Jan 2026
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I cried 3 times while reading this, would definitely recommend.
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Jisung truly didn’t mean to steal Minho’s jersey.
He didn’t even know whose it was - let alone who the hell Lee Minho was - he just grabbed it, not a thought in his mind as he tugged it over his head as he rushed to get ready for the game. He still barely knew his way around the locker rooms and the field - he had been a last minute addition, joining the cheerleading squad three games into the season.
In which cheerleader!Jisung gets on lacrosse-player!Minho's bad side and has to deal with the consequences for the rest of the semester.
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17 Feb 2026
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Omfg, Top three best reads, 10/10 would read again! ❤️
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This only makes Jisung more outraged.
He says, “You’re so full of shit, you don’t even—”
Minho’s arm shifts again.
Only a little. Only enough that his hand moves from where it had rested easily over Jisung’s chest, up, to his neck. His palm settles there easy, thumb and fingers splaying out effortlessly on either side of his jugular. He doesn’t do anything, doesn’t press. He doesn’t do anything more than simply rest his hand there.
It steals Jisung’s words away anyway.
“I told you already, jagi,” Minho says quietly. He taps the side of Jisung’s neck, soft. Nice and light. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Confidently, Jisung claims no one can fuck him as well as his ex. Minho disagrees.