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A sniffle.
Minho turns, confused, and catches Jisung wiping at his cheek.
“…Are you crying?” he asks, frowning.
Jisung blinks at him, glassy-eyed and a tiny bit miserable. He doesn’t even pretend to deny it this time. He lifts his head with the devastated honesty only the heartbroken and intoxicated can manage.
“Yes,” he admits simply. “I’m crying. Because I’m drunk.”
"Oh." Minho blinks, then lets out a startled laugh. “Oh, no.”
or: Jisung is drunk and can't stop talking about Minho's voice– until he starts talking about love.
Bookmarked by canine1827
18 Dec 2025
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every time i re-read this fic i get emotional and start tearing up. may this type of gentle comfort in being seen and understood beyond personal comprehension find me.....
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Being with Steven is like being home.
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Minho knows nothing about palmistry and everything about loving Jisung.
Minho takes his sweet time re-adjusting Jisung’s hand under the lights of the subway tunnel. “I’d avoid walking under any hanging flower pots today. Your gravity line isn’t looking too hot.”
“Isn’t it a little late for that? There’s literally thousands of pounds of concrete above us right now.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Minho disregards the squint being sent his way in favor of flattening Jisung’s palm against his own. Lets himself be a hint reckless in the disorder of the commuter crowd, threading their fingers together in what he hopes is a casual way. “It cancels out because I’m here.”
Jisung smiles faintly at the intersection of their bodies, hunches a bit. “If you say so."
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Bookmarked by canine1827
26 Nov 2025
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this fic makes me feel big big big feelings. i cried the first time i read it and im back to cry some more because i love this fic so very much. the gentle progression does something insane to my soul and the needing/wanting is sooooo. i don't have words to explain it really it's just So. brilliant lovely work love is stored in the citrus and choice to continue loving
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Hongjoong sighs. “I just don’t understand what the big deal is? If it’s not even that good on your own, how good can it be with another person, really?”
This achieves Hongjoong’s goal, at least, in the sense that the entire table goes quiet. Everyone is looking at Hongjoong, who just sits there, her stomach coming up her throat and her chest tight. “What?” she asks defensively.
Wooyoung gapes, her eyes wide. “Wait, unnie… So does that mean—does that mean you’ve never—?”
Hongjoong has a secret. When it comes out, Seonghwa volunteers to help.
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- Part 1 of exothermic
Bookmarked by canine1827
08 Nov 2025
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Jisung presses closer, slings an arm around Jeongin’s shoulders. He puts on a voice, the one they all do when they talk to him: sweet, and gentle, like he’s still young. “Don’t you love me, maknae-yah –” kissing Jeongin’s cheek, his chin, the corners of his eyes. “Don’t you love me, Ayen-ah?”
Well. That’s kind of the problem. Jisung’s lips land a little too close to his and he pulls back like he’s been burned.
“Changbin-hyung,” he says, “does – does he look good on his knees?”
Jeongin is an adult who is perfectly capable of having sex. His hyungs, much to his chagrin, would beg to differ.
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Bookmarked by canine1827
03 Oct 2025
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altered my brain chemistry and changed my neurons. btw
(great characterization + wonderfully complex emotions + made me go ouuugghhhhh which is really awesome. i love yearning and feeling emotions)