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    “Jisung-ssi,” Minho breathes, voice barely audible over the weight of the world pushing down on him. “I know this sounds crazy, but do you believe in fate?”

    Jisung smiles and it’s genuine. “No. But you do.”

    Minho snorts and sits back in his chair, surprised at the certainty in which Jisung speaks. “I think you’re pushing your luck.”

    “I don’t think it’s luck.”

    “So it is fate,” Minho teases, cocking his head. He picks up his notepad and takes his pen out from behind his ear, underlining the word ‘romantic’ with two tight lines.

    “No,” Jisung says again, big eyes turning sad. “I think things just happen. Even when they’re not supposed to.”

    (OR: Minho and Jisung find each other in every life, even when the universe doesn't want them to. It does everything to stop them and they do everything to keep going.)

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    Jisung’s lips stretch kindly around his next words; these words that yank at Minho’s core and quietly request the truth, “You’ve gone so soft on me. It makes me wonder where this Minho has been hiding the whole time.”

    This Minho comes from long-sleeves in torrid weather, from sidelong glances to burn the shape of Jisung’s profile into perfect recollection. Heart-shaped smiles framing that one crooked tooth. Hours spent lazing on the bench and strolling down the busy city streets of food markets. Bruises from hands that should heal them, fear flickering in pretty doe eyes at the thought of going back home, and a bed that feels too big now. This Minho comes from the deepest, most terrifying pit in Minho’s heart.

    Minho doesn’t fall in love.

    Red fabric, rouged lips, ruby scrapes. Blue skylines, bubbling riverfronts, broken-hearted homes. All coming together to paint Minho’s world in purple bruises and pink feelings.

    Minho doesn’t fall in love. Until he absolutely does.

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    City lights flicker weakly in the distance, like brushstrokes in the background of a painting, highlighting the main subject that sits in the darkness with a pained look in his eyes, the untold kind of pain.

    “This is what it’s like to assume your past experiences prepare you for the future. It’s nothing but an illusion.”

    Minho’s throat feels clogged up now, no words making it past his lips. There’s pain in his own lungs, taking up the space of all the air. And he wishes he can escape the feeling, but Jisung, for the first time, doesn’t look away from him as he talks, doesn’t try to hide the weight of his words or mask it behind an attempt at humor.

    “Minho-ssi,” he near whispers, “do you know how I got injured?”

     

    or: Minho and Jisung, and disasters you can't see coming even if you prepare yourself for.

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    31 Mar 2024

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    It’s been a long time since Minho has met anyone new. Since he’s had to get to know someone. He doesn’t remember how to make small talk—but, honestly, considering Jisung was teasing him about getting stroked off by Seungmin earlier, haven’t they blown right past small talk? Minho opens his mouth to ask Jisung something, but before whatever inane question he still hasn’t decided on can start to form, Jisung beats him to it: “If you could go anywhere tonight, where would you go?”

    “I thought you were just taking me to your place.”

    “I’m a total fucking stranger, man. I could be taking you anywhere. To kill you.

    “You’re not a stranger,” Minho points out placidly, shrugging. “I know your middle name.”

    P206: On the eve of his wedding, Minho is enchanted by cater-waiter Jisung—and all the possibilities he represents for a different (better?) life.

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    04 Mar 2024

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    i am soooo normal about this

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    Jisung is all soft smiles and moonlit wishes under the canopy. The yard lights draped above cascade him in a lovely glow that depicts him an image unworthy of this world. Minho draws his vision along every curve of Jisung’s grandeur, every slope and imperfection.
    There, in the wedding venue, with a charming glint to his eye and his posture relaxed in Minho’s company, Jisung looks like he is happy right where he is.

    Everything they do, every second they steal away, they pour these feelings inside so at least something between them feels permanent.
    If they look past the tens and thousands and millions of reasons why they can’t, Minho still believes that maybe this kind of love can be permanent, too.

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    instant favourite. i can't put into words how wonderfully heartbreaking, beautiful, and addictive this story is