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He opens the wooden door and blinks one, two, three times, facing the guy — not man, guy — standing at his porch.
After spending days looking for a bunch of middle-aged, gray-haired, or cash-rich looking men, he can't hide the surprise on his face as he looks at this guy wearing baggy jeans, a white t-shirt under a hooded jacket and a pair of hoop earrings.
When he looks at his face, he notices another expression of surprise in his round eyes and soft cheeks.
“Uhm, I'm here for piano class? Is this Lee's house?”or: after being single for years while raising a kid, Minho ends up hooking up with his son's piano tutor, who's extremely hot, sweet, gentle and six years younger than him.
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26 Jun 2026
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Half an hour in, Jisung’s nose picks up the aromas lingering around the room again. Minho's scent envelops all of his senses, eases the pain in his lower back and the headache pounding at the front of his brain. When he looks at Minho again, the patches on his neck are still plastered over his skin, but he’s missing the one on his right wrist.
Comfort wraps around him and settles in the lining of his muscles, the tissue of his bones. He’s so drowsy, Jisung feels like drifting off and curling around himself to hopefully catch up on his missing hours of sleep, but he has to work, he has to talk with Minho and–
“Sleep, Jisungie. I’ll work on this, okay? It’s my field. You rest for a bit.”
or; Jisung can't sleep. But then he pairs up with Minho for a school project, and his whole world shifts around him.
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25 Jun 2026
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“Han Jisung-ssi?” Minho greets him, polite and so pretty, and damn, even his voice is beautiful.
“Yeah, hey, nice to meet you,” Jisung says as he shoots up from his seat, his knee bumping into the table in the process and making the cup on it shake in response. Jisung winces as his cheeks heat up in embarrassment, and it really doesn’t help that Minho huffs a small laugh while he watches the whole thing unfold.
Great.
Not even a minute in and he’s already made a fool of himself.
“No need to be nervous, I won’t bite,” Minho mutters with a mischievous glint in his eyes, “Unless you ask me to.”
Jisung snorts, thankful for the alpha’s attempt to calm his nerves. He decides to play along, “Is that part of the contract or do I need to pay extra?”
Minho tilts his head as his lips stretch into a grin, “For a cute guy like you, it’s free of charge.”
Or, in which Jisung hires a fake boyfriend who might end up not being so fake after all.
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25 Jun 2026
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Bright, big eyes sparkling with utter delight. Nose slightly scrunched from his growing smile; plump lower lip stretched over his straight teeth and the cheeks. Round, soft-looking, grabable, perfect with the chocolate chip mole. Han Jisung must look positively pleased, he must look properly smug, he must look happy.
≪ ∘°∘♡∘°∘ ≫
Lee Minho and Han Jisung.
Han Jisung and Lee Minho.
It would be easy if it were just the two of them. Alas, it's hard when one plus one equals three.
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23 Jun 2026
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Never had Minho expected to find safety again. Never had he expected to find warmth again. After being used by an alpha who used his instincts against him and punished his independence, Minho had expected nothing but silence, solitude, and survival.
What Minho had not expected was the warmth of Felix, the shielded strength of Changbin, the infectious laughter of Han, the unwavering conviction of Seungmin, the gentle liberty of Hyunjin, the quiet steadiness of Jeongin—and the constant presence of Chan, asking rather than demanding.
Piece by piece, the pack taught Minho that love did not have to be forced. Piece by piece, the pack taught Minho that love did not have to be taken. Piece by piece, the pack taught Minho that love did not have to be expected.
Minho is not the omega who endured. Minho is the omega who chose. And this time around, love is not about survival. Love is not about feeling safe. Love is about feeling at home.
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02 Mar 2026