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The second Minho turned his head, he screamed, stumbling backwards and tripping over the leg of his couch.
Sitting right there on his living room floor was a man. A very naked man at that, with two antennae bobbing around on top of his head and twice as many arms as he should've had hugging his knees to his chest.
"Sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the man rushed to say, his big, wet eyes terrified and pleading for Minho to spare his life.
He was a hybrid. A. . . bug hybrid?
Just when Minho was starting to think he would never find someone worth loving, his soulmate fell right into the palm of his hand. And then onto the floor. Way too close to his cat.
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“I’m sorry, Jisungie. I wish hyung could fix it,” Minho placates. That’s another thing their friends constantly make fun of him for – always coming to Jisung’s rescue. When Jisung has a problem, Minho fixes it.
Suddenly, Jisung sits up, looking at Minho with something unreadable in his eyes. Minho’s hand falls out of his hair and into Jisung’s lap instead. It’s warm.
“Hyung,” Jisung says very seriously. He scoops Minho’s hand up in both of his own. Minho has always loved the fact that here, only here, Jisung is bigger than him. He noticed it for the first time in high school, when Jisung was pulling him through a crowd after a concert. Minho is taller than him, and broader, but something about holding Jisung’s hand makes him feel small. Taken care of. “What if you could?”
Minho blinks once. Twice. Three times. Jisung stares down at him, waiting for him to process. When Minho can’t possibly think of how he could be assistance, he asks “what do you mean?”
“Fuck me,” Jisung says simply.
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01 Apr 2026
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Jisung watches Minho from his usual seat towards the back of the classroom as if he’s the only thing he can see. And really, he is. Jisung couldn’t pry his captivated eyes away from him even if he wanted to.
Though he knows he’d never want to.
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jisung is a stalker but in a sweet angel baby way
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31 Mar 2026
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It's not easy being under that kind of pressure. Watching the person you love most begin to fall apart piece by piece. Watching the strongest person you know suddenly need someone else to hold them up, to keep them together. To take on the role of caretaker. He did it easily, without a single hint of hesitation.
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Grief comes in different forms.Series
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The same laugh had been filling his ears for almost a month now, low and melodic, the sweetest melody he'd ever heard. They'd spoken only a few times, Minho preferring to keep his distance. However, Felix, ever the ray of sunshine, had become fast friends with their new regular–Han Jisung.
The name tasted like honey the first time it rolled off of Minho’s tongue, so sugary it almost made him shudder. He'd never been one to crave sweets, but that was before he met Jisung. The brunette had bounced over from where he sat to greet Minho, his round eyes gleaming. There had been no going back after that. Minho was smitten.
Where Minho was composed of sharp edges and harsh lines, Jisung had round cheeks and a smile so wide it exposed his gums. Minho had never seen anyone more beautiful, if that word could even capture all that Jisung embodied.
Or; How far will Minho's obsession with their beautiful new regular at his bakery go?