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Angular face, strong nose, a little threatening, and platinum fucking blonde hair. Defined brows, gentle eyes, built frame that’s obvious even under layers of clothing. Maybe a few centimeters taller than him, the perfect height for Jisung to be able to hook his chin over his shoulder. He even has lips that look like they would slot against Jisung’s like a puzzle piece, a factor he hadn’t thought to consider before but has now been added to his mental list of ideal-partner qualities.
Jisung isn’t sure what divine intervention placed him right here, right now but it can’t be a coincidence. This god-level beauty was sent to be his savior.
Jisung tries to ward off the creeps who hit on him at the bar by telling them about his fake husband. Lee Minho is prime
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16 Feb 2026
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“Hi, pretty boy.” The words had melted out of Jisung like honey, and Minho submerged into the sweetness like the greediest bee in the hive.
Maybe it was because he was exhausted, maybe it was the sight of a teddy bear the size of Jisung on the bed, or maybe it was the way Jisung beckoned him closer with those lean fingers and flourished his hand over the bunny jacket like a treat, a prize, one that Minho didn’t know if he earned–but that he wanted so very bad.
Whatever it was, Minho blacked out. Sank. Deep and immediate.
Or: Minho is learning to want.
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04 Feb 2026
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"I get it now," he says again. "Why she cheated with you."
Minho freezes. And that feels good, for half a second, like handing someone a grenade just to watch them panic.
"I'm sorry, what?" Minho says slowly.jisung gets cheated on and decides the only logical next step is to track down the hot guy his ex slept with and see for himself if he's really all that. by letting him fuck him.
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03 Feb 2026
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"There it is," Hyunjin says, pointing at Jisung's contemplative face. "You're not heartbroken, just horny and vindictive."
"You know me so well, baby." Jisung claps his hands once. "Now focus. Tell me what Mr. Lee is into."
Hyunjin blinks. "What?"
Jisung crouches in front of him, eyes gleaming as he takes Hyunjin's limp hands in his for good measure. "Does he like twinks with perky asses? Whiny bottoms? Come on, give me something to work with!"
"How would I know?" Hyunjin says and sighs like a man who knows he won't get out of this alive. Not if he doesn't play along. So he shrugs. "From what I know he likes expensive bourbon, cats and arguing with judges."
Jisung considers that for a moment, then nods. "I can work with that."
Hyunjin whimpers. "Of course you can."
Or: Jisung's boyfriend cheats on him. He decides to fuck his dad in retaliation.
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28 Jan 2026
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There’s an art to wanting what you cannot have.
Minho learned it at sixteen when he swore an oath that promised him purpose but demanded everything else. Ten years of service. Ten years of distance. Ten years of watching and wanting and never, ever reaching.
Jisung learned it at twenty-one when he discovered the truth—that the person who’s been three steps behind him for a decade has been bound by rules that forbid the very thing Jisung has started to crave.
Or: a bodyguard with an oath he can’t break falls for a prince who’s determined to make him break it anyway.
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28 Jan 2026