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“We’re going to formally announce you two as a couple.”
There was a stunned silence and it felt like the entire room had stopped moving. It seemed like no one breathed for an eternity.
“What?” Jisung suddenly screeched, throwing his chair back as he stood rapidly.
“Jisung, please sit.” Their manager spoke calmly. Jisung obliged. “It’s been decided. The response from fans has been overwhelmingly positive, which is a great sign considering the overall opinion on same-sex relationships in this country. We’ve decided to take advantage of this opportunity, and seeing as the two of you are already extremely close it shouldn’t be an issue.”
When neither boy responded, he narrowed his eyes at them both.
“It won’t be an issue, correct?”
(or: Jisung had been in love with Minho for as long as he can remember, but he'll never act on it. Being forced into a fake relationship changes some things.)
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Jisung twists on the couch, eyes wide “we have the opportunity to do something hilarious, babe.”
Minho is sprawled beside him, and he sighs heavily before meeting Jisung’s eyes with a mischievous look. “You know my love language is causing problems. Go ahead.”
(or, the one where Minsung decide to lie about their relationship to their new gaming friends)
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Jisung was on the other side and he smelt good. Ripe. Ready for him.
“Jisung-ah.” Minho tried for a sweet tone as he rattled the door, but his voice was bitten and raw. Desperate. Desirous. “Jisung-ah, open the door for alpha.”
“I can’t, hyung.” Jisung pressed a palm back to the door, the other one to the centre of his chest that was filled with a hollow ache. “Before your rut hit fully, we agreed I wouldn’t open the door. I’m here though, right here.”
“Jisung,” he tried again. “Come on. I’m so hard, I can take care of you. I can make you forget everything else. No need to be worried, baby. Just let me in.”
Each word caused more slick to leak out of Jisung.
“I can smell you, omega. Smell how badly you need me. Let. Me. In.”Or, Minho goes into a snap rut and locks Jisung in the bathroom for his safety.
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After a messy breakup with his cheating boyfriend, Jisung would rather do literally anything than attend Hyunjin’s dance department party. Unfortunately, Felix refuses to let him wallow forever.
Seeing his ex again sends Jisung straight into panic mode, and he does the only thing his omega instincts can think of: he grabs the nearest alpha and asks him to pretend they’re together.
Lee Minho hadn’t expected to become someone’s fake boyfriend that night. But he certainly doesn’t seem to mind.
Or: Jisung panics, grabs the nearest alpha like a lifeline to scare off his cheating ex, and accidentally ends up meeting his soulmate in the process.
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"Yeah, you know, that guy who put a fork in the microwave at Wooyoung's birthday party? Lee Minho."
Silence. Jisung waited patiently for Chan to keep explaining...
He didn't.
"You want me to live with a guy who made a microwave explode... by accident?" Jisung asked incredulously, his voice flat.
"Oh, no no no," Chan laughed way too easily. "He did it on purpose."
Jisung blinked three times.
"And how does that make it better?!"
"Ok, let's do this," Chan responded quickly. "I'll make dinner at my place this Friday! So you can come and meet each other and talk about this whole thing. Remember you don't have to say yes if you don't want to... but trust me, I know you're gonna get along so well."
Jisung sighed, feeling the weight of his limited options. What did he have to lose?
...Apart from his security deposit, his dignity, and possibly some appliances.
OR; When Jisung's plans to move in with Felix fall through, he's desperate to find a new roommate to help split the rent. Luckily, Chan thinks he knows just the right person.
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There wasn't anywhere safe to look. Minho's back was too broad, his hands too skillful as he stirred the contents of the pan. His hair was sticking out at odd angles from where he'd removed his beanie. It made Jisung realise his own hair had probably curled and flicked up from the snow and he rushed to try and flatten it with his palms.
He scrambled to fill the milk-sweet air before he did something stupid like moan at Minho cracking off pieces of chocolate to add to the pan. "Well, I approve of Dori's living conditions so I guess you can keep him."
"I'm glad my apartment meets with your approval Jisungie, I hope you can see I take very good care of my pets."
Or: Jisung finds a stowaway cat, when the owner turns up he demands to check the cat's living conditions. Minho takes good care of his pets.
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“I-I’m really sorry, I never do this, I swear, and it’s totally cool if not, please feel free to say no, but you’re just so gorgeous I’d beat myself up if I didn’t try, umm, do you think I could have your number?”
As far as approaches go, well, there’d been much worse. The man did seem genuinely embarrassed by his question, as if he knew how it was going to be perceived, and he was keeping a respectable distance from them on the sidewalk, his eyes jumping up and darting between the two boys before falling back to his feet.
“I’m sorry, I’m not interested,” Minho tried to lace a little bit of warmth into his rejection, since the man had been polite, already turning on his heel to move on with his day.
The man’s eyes snapped up, confusion on his features before he shook his head slightly, eyes flicking to Jisung, “I, umm, I’m sorry, I wasn’t talking to you. I was asking him.”
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A stranger asks for Jisung's number on the street and suddenly Minho is feeling a lot of things he's never felt before
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Lee Minho has a thing for straight guys, completely unrelated to his best friend's little brother.
Upon finding out, Han Jisung couldn't be less bothered about it.
They're soulmates. They're not gay for each other. That would be weird."Han," he calls, sternly. "I want those stupid-as looking little gay aliens tattooed on me."
"They're not gay," he mumbles. "They're starmates."or: some people have daddy issues, lee minho has han jisung issues.
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“We are friends,” Chan glowered at Jisung from his desk, the younger boy perched on the edge of Chan’s bed. “Which is why you aren’t in actual trouble and you just have to do some volunteer work for the next month.”
“I didn’t even do anything wrong,” Jisung pouted, hugging Chan’s pillow to his chest and giving the chapter President his best puppy dog eyes. “I was just sitting.”
“You weren’t just sitting. You were drinking. On the roof of the library. After hours.” Chan sighed and ran a hand through his hair, his tone lowering, “Look, dude, I know it’s not the worst thing you could have done. But there’s a lot of scrutiny with the fraternities in this state right now and no one can be getting in any trouble. We aren’t getting shut down over some dumb shit. Everyone needs to be on their best behavior.
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After being caught on the roof of the library after hours, Jisung is sent to do volunteer work at the local animal shelter. Enter Minho, who has something against Jisung right from the jump
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Jisung had made a mistake.
Not current Jisung. Cocky, 18 year old Jisung who thought that the fact that he was the only one in their friend group who’d never been in a relationship was a fluke. But current Jisung, 23, decidedly less cocky but definitely just a single, was the one who was going to pay.
Unless he got a boyfriend by the time their 5 year high school reunion rolled around.
Jisung scrolled through the listings he had pulled up on a private browser, glancing through the boyfriend for hire ads. Seungmin wasn’t stupid, Jisung couldn’t just show up to the reunion with a conveniently timed relationship. He had to make it believable. He had eight months to build something that wouldn’t make Seungmin bat an eye.
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Jisung knew Minho was going to be here. He knew Minho was going to come over and flirt with him. He knew Minho was going to try to pick him up.
He didn’t know Minho was going to be dolled up in glitter and a half unbuttoned black silk shirt, with leather pants that clung to his delectable thighs in a way that was too much for even not-so-tipsy Jisung to handle.
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Jisung needs a fake boyfriend for his high school reunion. Enter Minho.
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It was a small pet store and there was no hiring sign on the door, but Jisung felt himself drawn to it anyway. Maybe looking at the hamsters would make himself feel better.
Jisung pushed inside, the bell on the door jangling cheerfully, a stark opposite to the scene that greeted him.
Jisung froze, hand still on the door, door still open, as the three pet store employees stared at him in pure horror.
Jisung had experienced his fair share of uninterested retail employees, but he’d never seen anyone look at him the way he was being looked at now, just for walking into the store.
All of the sudden a hand was around his wrist and Jisung was being forcefully tugged inside, the jingle of the bell no longer sounding friendly as a second employee slammed the door shut, clicking the lock closed as the boy who’d grabbed Jisung released his hand.
“Sorry,” the boy who’d locked the door panted, his cheeks flushed and his hair wild. “We’re having a bit of a situation.”
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“One through ten?”
Minho glanced up from his frankly confusing artisanal breakfast sandwich, following the jut of Jisung’s chin to the man in question.
“Hmmm, four.”
“Four?” Jisung’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “That’s generous.”
Minho shrugged, then took a sip of his coffee, “I think he’ll look at you. With distaste, obviously. And tell you all the reasons you’ve insulted him by thinking he would ever be an option for you.”
It was a game they’d been playing for as long as Minho could remember, a one to ten scale of how likely Jisung was to get a date with whatever stranger caught his eye that day. One was no response, not even a look. Ten was an immediate yes.
Minho had never guessed ten.
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Minho eyes the words—
‘My rut is soon and I don’t want to spend it alone.’
‘How long?’
‘A week’
‘Oh, wow. That’s, like, really soon.’
‘Yeah, I guess it is.’
‘Can we meet? I’d like to see who I’m getting fucked by before I jump into bed with them ;)’
‘Sure, lol.’
Those two words seal Minho’s fate.
Minho posts an ad online for his rut and accidentally falls in love.
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Gettin’ tipsy (but it’s not the beer) by Screamsinikea (Nithela)
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
10 Sep 2025
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Minho's heat hits early and unexpectedly in the middle of his hookup with hot alpha Jisung. He should probably kick him out and deal with it on his own.
He doesn't.
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Jisung had no idea what to expect when he opened his dm's that day, but it was definitely not a very muscular, soft torso, wrapped up in tight black fabric.
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Jisung has an online shop and the universe likes to play matchmaker with pretty omegas like him.
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Minho’s friends must think they are hilarious, leaving him anonymous love letters. Except, the notes don’t really read like they’re from his friends, and they are a bit too elaborate to be a prank. Though Minho is typically non-confrontational, something about the deeply personal letters gets under his skin. He'll catch the perpetrator and figure out what restaurant near campus serves the delicious take out he always smells, all while working part time at the campus cafe, student teaching, and finishing his final year of university.
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Games of playing hide and seek, playing catch-up, and playing with fire.
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Lee Minho is a beta makeup artist, freshly hired by JYPE after the end of his previous contract. Han Jisung is one third of kpop trio 3racha, and a pretty omega with an attitude.
or, Jisung annoys Minho so much he falls in love with him.
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In which Jisung wears scent blockers and Minho smells like cinnamon.
or: Jisung doesn’t check the weather forecast, and a random alpha with a sweet smile turns his world upside down by offering a hug and starting an odd conversation
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Two clammy hands cradle an empty bottle of heat suppressants like a corpse.
He gives the bottle a meager little shake. Nothing rattles within.
Panic settles in and Jisung jerks to life. He fights with the childproof cap—resorting to using the cuff of his sweater to help since his hands are useless—and stares, in disbelieving agony, into a barren bottle.
The tears come on so quickly that he doesn’t even register a way to stop them before they’re rolling down his cheeks and landing on the label that he’s considered his religion for over 365 days.
Take 2 pills 1x a day. Failure to do so will have immediate effects and could lead to flash heat(s).
Or: Jisung’s suppressants run out on a bus. He starts panicking, until a quiet alpha switches seats and whispers, “Breathe. I’ve got you.”