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Han Jisung fucked around and found out…literally. A single night of pleasure changes his life. She’s pregnant. He’s the father.
They agree to give up the baby for adoption. However, that all quickly changes the second the nurse places the newly born bundle in his arms and he decides that he’ll keep the baby.
As the old saying goes, it takes a whole village to raise a child. Who better to play the role of villagers than his group of friends, including his best friend, Minho, who’s suddenly back in Seoul?
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Prompt P011 for Minsung Ficathon Round Five
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Jisung watched in a daze as one of the men ran past him into his house, searching for the emergency. Then, the one he was watching came up to the steps and started asking him questions. He was so overwhelmed he couldn’t really make out what the man was saying, he just wanted to make out with his lips. If the situation wasn’t hot before, it certainly was now.
Blah, blah, blah, where’s the fire this, do you need medical attention that.
This guy was so hot, he was more of a hazard than any fire Jisung could imagine.
Or: Jisung’s house keeps setting on fire, which would normally be a bad thing, but not when the world’s hottest firefighter keeps showing up to deal with it– pun intended.
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Minho has so much money in his bank account that he pays Jisung much more than they had initially agreed on. So much more that Jisung gained a kind of financial security that allowed him to stop going out with other clients two months into their arrangement; enough that Jisung could pull through for a few months if Minho decided to let him go.
But Minho takes him by the hand and he doesn’t look like he wants to.
(Jisung is an Arts student in need of money, and Minho is a rich guy in need of a fake boyfriend.)
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The fun adventures of YouTuber Jisung and his boyfriend.
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“Are you being serious?”
Minho’s smile softens—if Jisung was more confident, he’d dare to say his expression is almost fond. Endeared.
“Jisungie,” he starts, the name rolling off his tongue in a way it doesn’t off of anyone else’s; Jisung still hasn’t figured that part out. Why does it sound so good when he says it? “How about I give you the best night of your life dancing in your school gymnasium?”
(Jisung has had an embarrassing crush on his brother’s best friend since forever. And now, for some twisted reason, Minho is taking him to prom.)

