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Jisung is used to being watched by thousands of eyes, he loves the attention and knows how to bear with it. But one particular fan proves to be truly dangerous, methodically destroying everything around him — including his own peace of mind. When his familiar world crumbles, when conventional methods fail, and when the silence within the walls of a golden cage becomes deafening, Jisung’s agency hires an unconventional bodyguard for him...
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Jisung loved his houseplants, reflections of each of his close friends. But the flowers, like people, were helpless to his own depression.
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What to give to someone who has everything? A sky full of stars.
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A collection of Minsung-centric drabbles/one-shots, written as part of the Writober-2025 challenge and unrelated to each other by plot or universe. Each drabble is a complete work!
Each one-shot has own tags in A/N.
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Instructor Lee arrived on the first day at the training ground in a small Kia, and Jisung should have focused on what kind of car it was for training, where the ignition lock was to insert the key, how to adjust the seat for himself, that he needed to buckle up with the seatbelts… But all he could think about was "I wish this Instructor Lee would insert into me", "I'd gladly adjust myself to him", "I want him to buckle me to the bed."
"Han Jisung? My name is Minho, nice to meet you," he spoke, shook his hand, and Jisung almost whimpered, damn it, from the strength of that hot dry palm. "How would you like me to address you?"
"Yours." "Sweetheart." "Baby," — almost escaped from his mouth, but Jisung tried to get a hold of himself. And not even in the sense he really wanted to.
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Jisung didn't even want to learn to drive a car; he would have been fine staying the passenger princess forever. And yet, yielding to his friend's persuasions, he went to driving school. It seems he has absolutely no chance of passing this driver's license exam. And besides, his instructor Lee Minho looks too hot to focus on driving...
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"So who are you then? A shaman? A witcher? A poisoner?" Jisung chuckled. "Hyung, seriously, why do you need so many herbs? Your kitchen looks like a Pinterest board!"
Minho frowned and turned around, wiping his hands. Okay, this guy asked for it. The herbalist snapped his fingers, and the coffee mug flew out of Jisung's hands, sailing across the kitchen and landing smoothly in Minho's waiting palm, without spilling a drop.
"I'm a witch. Any more questions, 'psychic'?" the man said coldly, trying to hide the hint of smugness in his voice.
🌿🌿🌿
Minho is certain: no rogue deserves his potions. He’d rather brew himself some tea and watch another episode of anime than help some charlatan who doesn’t even believe in magic.
However, it seems the smile of the “psychic” Han Jisung possesses a magic far older than spells, runic circles, or magical crystals.
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Jisung knows he shouldn’t be jealous. Healthy relationships, knowing how to live separate lives, all that stuff. He knows he should be happy for Minho, but…
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The Blessing of the God of Art by TheSleeplessSummer (TheStraySummer)
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
22 Sep 2025
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“Muse of dance,” “blessed by the God of art,” “son of the God of beauty” — that’s what people called him. But Minho was only a human, shining under the tent of a wandering circus.
Until he was kidnapped to be laid upon an altar.
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Han Jisung always had a ton of hobbies, from woodburning to crocheting. But his main passion, which grew into a profession, was always music. Meanwhile, Lee Minho’s main hobby became making his beloved musical genius happy. By any means necessary.
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У Хан Джисона всегда было множество хобби, от выжигания по дереву до вязания крючком. Хотя главным его увлечением, переросшим в профессию, оставалась музыка. У Ли Минхо же главным хобби стало радовать своего любимого музыкального гения. Любыми методами.
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Jisung's life in the White Zone of Miroh was painfully monotonous — a dull job, the same office walls, a bland apartment, and constant nagging from his stupid boss.
At least, that’s how it was until someone set a trap for the Stray Kids — mafia, terrorists, whoever they were.They turned out to be nothing like Han Jisung expected.
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What are squats good for? by TheSleeplessSummer (TheStraySummer)
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
14 Jul 2025
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"Yes, coach," Minho tossed back. "What should I do?"
"Ten squats to start," Jisung smirked, eyeing the older man’s legs with clear intent.
"And what are squats good for?" the man grumbled, starting the exercises anyway. All the while, as the trainer cheerfully counted, he didn’t take his eyes off Minho’s thighs.
"Oh, I could show you," Jisung huffed with a sly grin.
Minho had just wanted to box at the new gym. No extra training, no diet, just the punching bag and sparring. But due to the club’s strict rules, he was assigned a personal trainer — the two-faced Han Jisung, who on the street looked like a kitten he could stuff in his pocket, but in the gym turned into a machine draining Minho of his last scraps of energy… and probably sanity.
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Чем полезны приседания? by TheSleeplessSummer (TheStraySummer)
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
14 Jul 2025
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— Да, тренер, — бросил Минхо. — Что мне делать?
— Десять приседаний для начала, — ухмыльнулся Джисон, недвусмысленно разглядывая ноги старшего.
— И чем полезны приседания? — заворчал мужчина, принимаясь всё же за упражнения. Всё это время, пока тренер весело считал, он так и не оторвал взгляда от бёдер Минхо.
— О, я бы показал, — фыркнул Джисон с хитрой ухмылкой.
Минхо просто хотел заниматься боксом в новом зале. Никаких тренировок, никакой диеты, только груша и спарринги. Но из-за строгих правил клуба ему назначили персонального тренера — двуликого Хан Джисона, который на улице выглядел, как котёнок, которого бы в карман засунуть, а в зале — как машина для выбивания из Минхо остатков энергии... И, вероятно, разума.
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"Han Jisung?" Minho looked up from his phone, his lips curling into a lazy smile. His voice was high and loud. "Chan was right, you look like a mouse."
"It's me, yeah," Jisung mumbled, ignoring the insinuation, and felt his cheeks begin to heat up.
This is going to be a fun trip.✨
Due to a painful breakup and a writer's block, Jisung embarks on a gamble: driving across the country in a car with a stranger he's only heard about from a mutual friend. Along the way, he finds not only inspiration for a new novel, but something much more.
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If Han Jisung weren’t a suspect, a potential soulless person — maybe Minho would have invited the guy to Hyunjin’s bar that evening. Taken him home, locked the cats and souls in the living room, assessed how truly fragile that waist was, how soft those plump lips might be, how that face looked in ecstasy. Maybe even made them both coffee in the morning to Leebit’s delight.
But not in this situation. What a pity.
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In Eastbourne, souls are carried around in plain sight, hoping to meet their fate, but the city is shrouded in fog and soot, and it's rare to see anything bright in these. Detective Lee Minho is used to the dirt of the streets, to the darkness that crimes leave behind. He knows how to stay away from it. But a new investigation, which began with the search for a soulless villain, becomes a case that will change his life. -
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Если бы Хан Джисон не был подозреваемым, потенциальным бездушным — может быть, Минхо позвал бы парня этим вечером в бар Хёнджина. Отвёл бы к себе домой, запер бы котов и души в гостиной, оценил бы, насколько на самом деле хрупка эта талия, насколько мягкими окажутся пухлые губы, как выглядит это лицо в экстазе. Может, даже сварил бы для них обоих кофе с утра к радости Либит.
Но не в этой ситуации. Как жаль.
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В Эстборне души носят на виду, надеясь встретить свою судьбу, но город окутан туманом и копотью, и в них редко можно увидеть что-то светлое. Детектив Ли Минхо привык к грязи улиц, к мраку, что оставляют преступления. Он умеет держаться от этого в стороне. Но новое расследование, начавшееся с поисков бездушного злодея, становится делом, которое перевернёт его жизнь. -
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He sat up, rubbing his face. Enough. He was so done. The loop was done, the fear was done, Minho’s tattooed arms that haunted his dreams all night — damn it, they were done too. If this loop didn’t break, he’d at least live this day how he wanted. All in, screw it. Jisung grabbed his phone, dialed Minho, and before the bassist could get a word in, blurted:
“Min, ten minutes, hallway. We’re going for a date.”
Jisung is a rock star, frontman of "Volcano", and on tour his life like a fucking time loop.
Oh, wait.
His life is literally a fucking time loop.
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Die with the smile (eng ver.) by TheSleeplessSummer (TheStraySummer)
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
12 Jun 2025
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The flowers were spreading. They coiled around Minho’s shoulders, thorns piercing the skin on his back, scratching his neck as if they wanted to strangle him. In his lungs — delicate petals, making him cough with every breath. He knew: without the light, he would die. The damn crystal — his only hope to kill these fucking flowers before they killed him.
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Цветы разрастались. Они обвивали плечи Минхо, шипы впивались в кожу на спине, царапали шею, словно хотели задушить. В лёгких — нежные лепестки, заставлявшие кашлять при каждом вдохе. Он знал: без света он умрёт. Чёртов кристалл — его единственная надежда, чтобы убить эти грёбаные цветы, пока они не убили его.
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Take me back to Eden (eng ver.) by TheSleeplessSummer (TheStraySummer)
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
06 Jun 2025
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"You look like a big bug, Han-ah," Lee Minho says, smiling to show his bunny teeth. "With those huge eyes and messy hair. It’s like you’ve got little antennae sticking out.”
"I don't like bugs," Jisung mumbles quietly, uncertainly. "I don't like insects."
"That's too bad, you're one of them," Minho's gaze always held something kind and affectionate toward Jisung. Like he was one of those stray cats needing kindness and food on their walk home from school. "It's cute."
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Minho and Jisung were inseparable in school, but their paths diverged. Ten years later, Jisung can no longer cope with his demons - depression, guilt, a past that won't let go. But Minho suddenly returns to Seoul and stirs up his small but quiet swamp.