Sweetpudding
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“Minho hyung.” Jisung said, smiling wide, eyes bright despite the early hour. “I’m really excited to work with you today. You’ve been such an inspiration to me. Please take good care of me.”
He set a cup of takeout coffee into the holder beside Minho’s chair.
The smell of fresh coffee rose immediately but it didn’t help. Cinnamon still dominated, lingering stubbornly in the air.
Minho blinked again.
Minho hyung?
He usually dropped formalities on set, sure…but hyung?
To repair his public image, Minho agrees to star in a romance film. What he doesn’t expect is that an overly talkative alpha will end up warming more than just his reputation.
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Someone else was there.
A presence to his right and Jisung’s pulse skipped in the worst possible way.
“Well,” Minho drawled, leaning casually against the wall beside him “that’s a pretty uncomfortable position.”
“No shit” Jisung hissed, still struggling.
“Fuck off” the other vampire snarled over his shoulder. “Find your own dinner.”
Minho laughed. A soft, airy giggle that absolutely did not belong in an alley where someone was about to die.
Jisung honestly wondered if he was hallucinating.
Pinned to a wall by a vampire he nearly killed, and another immortal one appears like this is some sick comedy show.
“Did you miss me, Jisung?” Minho asked, tilting his head with a small pout.
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”Yours is probably bigger than that.”
Jisung’s eyes slowly lifted from the screen.
Minho huffed a laugh, casual and easy, but his fingers tightened ever so slightly on Jisung’s hip. Enough for omega to feel it.
Minho craned his neck toward the couch and wiggled his brows. “Wanna find out?”
“Absolutely not” Changbin shot back. “I enjoy walking.”
“Yeah” Chan added a second later, like it had just occurred to him “you’d need to take off work for the entire week. And you can’t afford that.”
“Not for a week” Hyunjin added suddenly, a little too casually. “More like three days.”
Jisung shifted, sitting up slightly as he turned toward the group on the rug, laughter still lingering on his lips.
“You wouldn’t know that” he said lightly, the joke forming before his brain could filter it. “It’s not like you guys fucked.”
The laughter died.
Not in a funny way.
A movie night that led Jisung to acknowledge his feelings. Well… more than usual.
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Jisung tugged the shirt free, already pressing it to his nose before his brain caught up.
And froze.
Because it wasn’t caramel.
It wasn’t Chan.
It was mint.
Not sharp, antiseptic mint - the kind he usually hated. Softer. Fresher. Like mint tea still steaming on a wooden table.
He inhaled again, greedy, and fell flat onto his back. The fabric was crushed to his face, his lungs filling like they hadn’t worked properly in years.
“Oh my fucking god.”
Just Chan’s mistake leads omega Jisung to develop a mint addiction. -
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“ Lee fucking Minho?” Jisung blurted, blinking in confusion.
It had to be a dream. Or a fever hallucination from too much instant ramen. But no - standing in front of him, was the Lee Minho. Korea’s heartthrob. Actor of the year. Walking Gucci campaign. The dude who made crying in a drama look sexy.
Minho didn’t even flinch. Just huffed out a breath, eyes darting to the front window.
“Hide me.” His eyes flicked to the door “ now.”
They’re falling in love in a convenience store. That’s the plot.
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“Who are you?” Jisung asks.
Minho looks at the blade, then at the man holding it. The pretty face, the steady hand, the intelligence in his eyes that had been there all along.
The captain's voice comes back to him. The act is the only thing keeping us breathing.
Well, Minho thinks grimly, so much for the fucking act.
“Your guard, Your Highness,” he answers, and lets a ghost of a smile touch his mouth. “Or whatever else you’d like me to be.”
Prince Han Jisung is kidnapped by Captain Bang's crew on his way to an arranged marriage built on lies. What should have been a simple scheme turns into a voyage through raging storms, treacherous waters, haunting folklore, buried secrets, and one mutual, incredibly inconvenient attraction.
or: Minho kidnaps Jisung for ransom. Falling in love with him was never part of the plan.
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18 Sep 2026
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“I think… our hearts are in the right place.”
Isn’t that why things have always been this way between them? Isn’t everything they have and haven’t done been out of love? Out of Guilt?
Jisung doesn’t seem to agree.
“Are they?” He challenges. “Because mine’s right here.” Jisung lays his hand across his heart. Then, with the slightest twitch of hesitation, places the same hand across Minho’s chest— Minho’s heart. “And here.”
Minho and Jisung have been in love with each other for as long as they can remember. The strained relationship between their families complicates things.
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Minho smiled his conspirator’s smile, utterly devastating.“If niceness was the only qualifier then I’d be good mate potential. Isn’t that funny?”
Jisung looked away. “So hilarious, hyung.”
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They met when they were kids. He was so exhilarated to be understood, to have connected some loose circuitry and finally feel his energy flowing like it was supposed to. He never thought about that feeling, bright and alive with electricity, safe and complete, as something that could be romantic.
He truly never thought about it. Jisung was one thing, so he probably wasn’t another.
But he was wrong. Jisung has always been everything he could be, everything at once. A chameleon, a many-limbed cephalopod, a jack of all trades, a genius. Minho’s best friend, his longest companion, his greatest source of annoyance, of anxiety. His family, his dongsaeng. And now, the focal point of his desire.
Of course. Of course if anyone could push and pull at Minho’s emotions, his subconscious, his sex drive, it would be clever, oblivious, determined Jisung.
When Jisung announces that his male TA wants to date him, Minho nosedives into an obsessive spiral. He can't fight his own jealousy, the dense tangle of his repressed desire, or the increasing awareness that maybe they've been more than friends all along.
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15 Aug 2026
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actus reus (ˈæktəs ˈreɪəs) noun
The wrongful act that constitutes the physical component of a crime.
Latin, literally: guilty act.
Mentorship comes with a lot of guidelines, but only one rule: Do not have sex with your summer associate.
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07 Aug 2026