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“Minho-hyung, can you please fuck me?”
Minho smiles politely. “Come again?”
“I wanted to ask for some time already,” Jisung says, puffing his chest out. “And well, I trust you, and since you’re experienced, it would alleviate a lot of my anxiety to do it with you. Could you– Would you fuck me? Please?”
"Yes, of course, they don’t call me The Sex Haver for nothing," Minho lies. He has not had sex, and no one calls him that, but he’d rather die than let Jisung fuck somebody else. “You can trust me.”
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13 Feb 2026
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"Jisung."
He froze, shoulders tense, his hand hovering over the doorframe. Slowly, he turned back, eyes darting to the man who still stood calmly behind the desk.
"Don't forget," Minho said, his tone almost casual—yet it rang heavier than anything else that had been said. "Your life isn't yours anymore. It's mine."
A classmate disappears. Jisung tries to ignore it. But when dragged to a club, he witnesses a murder—and suddenly, he's a problem Minho can't ignore.
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12 Feb 2026
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What if Minho was never brought back after being eliminated during survival?
Minho gives up being a backup dancer for BTS to join a group called Stray Kids. There, he meets Jisung, someone with whom he immediately connected with. They go through a survival show to determine if they would actually debut. Minho is eliminated in episode 4 and is not brought back. The group debuts without Minho, and he decides not to talk to the other members. Two years after the debut, Woojin decides to leave. They ask Minho to come back and take his place.
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25 Oct 2025
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minho's eyes scanned the paper one last time, slow, thoughtful. then he smiled.
barely.
it was small. barely there. just a twitch of the lips. but it was real. genuine.
and jisung nearly passed out on the spot.
he stumbled back behind a pillar, clutching his chest like he'd been physically struck. his brain was going into overdrive. he could still see minho in the corner of his eye, tucking the note gently - gently - into his backpack, almost like it was something important. something he wanted to keep.
jisung's knees were weak. his soul was leaving his body.
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or: jisung fell first, but minho fell harderBookmarked by Sabrinafernandez
01 Sep 2025
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“We can't." Jisung squeezes his eyes shut and puts his hands to Minho's shoulders to stop him. He tries really really hard to not think about the warmth and the muscle firm under his palm.
"What?" Minho says, voice quiet and confused. It makes something in Jisung ache.
Jisung opens his eyes and sees Minho blinking at him. His mouth's parted too. Jisung looks away, trying to stay strong.
“We can't—" He scrambles to find the right words. "You know."
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jisung shouldn’t, but he really really wants to.
Bookmarked by Sabrinafernandez
01 Sep 2025