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“Jisung-ah!” Hyunjin beamed and threw himself at him, giving him the biggest hug. “I see you’ve already met my Minho.”
My Minho? Fuck.
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Jisung meets the man of his dreams but he turns out to be his best friend's boyfriend
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Minho’s smile softened into a small frown. “The doctor said you’ve lost a few months of your memory, and that this can happen with a severe head injury.”
Jisung squeezed his eyes shut. “This is insane. So I just have months of memories I can’t remember? And not to mention, I can’t even remember how I got here in the first place? And no one wants to tell me?”
The stress was getting to him, and Minho quickly rubbed a gentle thumb over his wrist.
“I know, baby. I know it’s frustrating. But the doctor said you have to remember on your own.”
Or Jisung wakes up in the hospital from a coma with no memory of how he got there, or why his friends and his boyfriend of six years, Minho, won’t tell him what happened
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Jisung shrugs, all too casual. “Just for fun. You know, for the bit.”
“You want us to pretend to be a couple…in therapy. Just for fun.”
“Yeah!” Jisung nods enthusiastically. "Just until the therapist figures it out.”
Minho gives him a long, slow look that suggests he is currently measuring him for a straitjacket. “So. Two sessions, max.”
It’s supposed to be a joke– two best friends and roommates walk into a therapist’s office, and pretend they’re a couple until the therapist figures it out.
But old feelings die harder than old habits, and when everything they’ve been avoiding for five years finally catches up, Minho and Jisung start to realize they may not be pretending as much as they'd like to believe.
or: Minho and Jisung are not a couple– or so they think.
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Together with your guest,
Lee Minho is warmly invited to celebrate the wedding ofJisung skimmed lower.
A reserved seat has also been included for your boyfriend.
We can’t wait to finally meet him!He blinked.
Then blinked again.
“… Boyfriend?” he repeated slowly. “But you don’t have a boyfriend.”
Minho made a small noise beside him.
Jisung turned sharply.
Minho suddenly looked deeply interested in the table.
“Ah,” he said after a moment. “They mean you, Jisung.”
Or: Jisung is invited to a wedding as Minho’s plus one and accidentally discovers something very important about himself
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He’s not exactly struggling yet. He can see that there’s a lot Jisung wants to explore physically, and he feels like the luckiest person alive knowing he’s the one Jisung trusts with it. That Jisung opened up to him and shared things from his heart. How it all came at a time when Minho was terrifyingly close to giving up.
But just like before, he knows there’s a limit. Another boundary. Jisung isn’t doing this with the intention of building something with Minho. They aren’t dating. Jisung isn’t even looking for a relationship. And sure, maybe they’ll have fun. They’ll experiment. They’ll make each other feel good. But Jisung isn’t his.
There will come a time when all the things they do together, Jisung will do with someone else.
He buries the thought and tries to focus on sleeping. The less he thinks about it, the better. He’s good at staying composed.
Be good for your best friend. Give him everything he needs. Stop thinking so selfishly, Minho.
And don’t you dare think of it as something it isn’t.