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Jisung lets the hot neighbors cat into the house by accident. He accidentally left a handful of Meow Mix by the window and he accidentally picked it up and carried it inside.
It all happened very fast.
“I don’t think that belongs to you.” Seungmin says as he hits his weed pen.
Jisung frowns at the judgment. Seungmin owns a pair of Huf socks and is sleeping with the landlord. He has no right to judge. “I’m just borrowing it.”
“Borrowing without asking is stealing.”
(or: jisung is a freak for his hot neighbor and maybe the neighbor is into it)
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17 Feb 2026
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Minho blinks, multiple times. “Did your dick get smaller?”
That’s rich, coming from someone who moaned out that loudly sinking onto Jisung’s dick. “What, is it not filling you up well enough?”
“Not as much as it did. But I don't know. I haven't sat on your dick in a while.”
(han jisung in the trials and truimphs of accidentally liking your ex's instagram post; feat. lee minho, and his fine ass.)
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16 Feb 2026
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“What’s… happening,” mumbles Hyunjin. “Why’s there food for, like. Ten?”
“It’s for them.” Felix nods at Jisung and Minho, seated at the little table beside their stash of takeout.
Hyunjin is silent. Then, “Oh Christ, another one of their stupid contests.”
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Best friends Jisung and Minho have always had a knack for turning everything into a competition—who can shower faster, who can eat more, who can sooner find a meaningless hookup at a party. It’s when they overstep (or, in Jisung’s case, trip over) the boundary between being friends and more that Jisung finds he cares far less about losing their little games than he does about losing Minho.
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“Of course.” Jisung nods, scooting his chair forward. “It’s all incredibly professional.” He looks down at the writeup Minho slides in front of him. His eyebrows pull together. He looks back up. “You’re not a vampire, are you? I’ve heard they make great history teachers. Y’know, because of the primary source of it all.”
Minho pushes his tongue into his cheek, fighting off another smile. “Do I look like a vampire, Mr. Han?”
Jisung shrugs. “You’re hot, and in your prime, and your teeth do look a little sharp…”
“Stop looking at my teeth. Let’s focus on Jongseob.” Minho taps his finger on the desk. He manages to hold back his traitorous smirk until Jisung breaks eye contact. He doesn’t enjoy when men know they’re working for him.
“Sure, sure,” Jisung shakes his head like he’s trying to remove Minho from his mind. “My very capable, smart nephew. Not his hot vampire teacher.”
Minho is Jisung's nephew's history teacher. They meet at parent-teacher conferences.
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Dear Lee Minho,
or maybe it’s Han Minho by now? Or maybe I’m Lee Jisung… I like the sound of that too… sorry, that’s not the point and we still have soooo much time to decide! Let me try again!Dear Minho,
I’m sure that by the time you read this letter, life is gonna be great! We’ll be done with school, and have degrees and jobs and be adults for real! Isn’t that crazy to think about!? I hope we’ll all still be best friends, and that all of us are happy!(Back then, Jisung was so sure he’d have his happy end. A fairytale love story with his best friend, because it was the only thing that made sense. There was no option other than that.
Today, as he stuffs the envelope into his backpack with shaking hands and gasping breaths, he knows he’s in a tragedy, destined for heartbreak)
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At 15, Jisung writes a love letter. At 25, Jisung wants nothing less than for Minho to read it.