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Jisung gets upset about Chan and Minho cries for the first time in a long time.
I wrote this at 1am, literally just the fluffiest of fluffs
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28 Jun 2026
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"I used to be an idol." And at Jisung’s silent surprise, he went on. "Not from your generation. I debuted at seventeen, you might not even have been born yet." And if that wasn’t the perfect reminder for Jisung to not forget that Minho was, in fact, much older than him. Eighteen years.
"You said used to—what happened?" Jisung asked, because even though he knew an idol’s career had a limited lifespan—and that most careers peaked and declined after military service—Minho was still handsome enough to have successfully redirected his career if age had really been the problem. Minho could have easily become an actor, or at least a model.
"Ah, I got injured." Minho replied with a faint smile, and under the table, Jisung could tell he was gently tapping his left knee. "A fractured kneecap.”Jisung pressed his lips together, hoping Minho couldn’t read pity in his eyes. Because that wasn’t what he wanted to give him. Compassion, yes—but not pity.
Or: Through a series of events, Jisung finds refuge for a weekend in Minho's house, a former idol who revels in mountains' solitude. Together, they learn to not be alone anymore.
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12 Jun 2026
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“Would you still think I’m a good roommate if I admitted I’ve spent the last few months pretending I don’t wanna kiss you all over?”
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- Part 1 of the perfect roommate
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08 Jun 2026
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“Minho-hyung, what exactly are you trying to say?”
“I’m trying to say that you’re smiling at your phone like a teenager who just got a love letter, and you didn’t tell me you were spending time with some omega,” the words flew out faster than he could think them through. His voice was still even, but his fingers gripped the edge of the blanket. “It looks weird. I have the right to ask.”
“Huh? ‘Some omega’?” Jisung frowned. “Hyunjin is our friend, Minho. You’ve known him longer than I have. He’s your best friend! What the hell?”
“I don’t know,” Minho sat up sharply, immediately wincing from the pull in his lower belly, but didn’t show it. “Maybe because my alpha is sitting next to me in bed, texting another omega at one in the morning, smiling like he just got nudes?”
or: Pregnant Minho gets jealous of Jisung over little things, they fight and make up.
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02 Jun 2026
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From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.
Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.
Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."
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01 Jun 2026