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It’s been so long since Jisung had an anxiety attack. So long, that when he hears the chime of the door and looks up, his body doesn’t react like it should.
“Welcome,” he says on autopilot.
“Hi hi,” says the man entering the store, putting a hand up in a casual greeting before making a beeline for the snack aisle.
His whole body is covered in blood.
Or: Han Jisung meets a strange man, covered in blood, buying a midnight snack in the convenience store he works at.
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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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“Are you—” he stammers, grip tightening on Jisung’s wrists, keeping him pinned, “Are you trying to ride my thigh?”
“Fuck,” Jisung whispers, his voice cracking, the word faint. “I’m sorry, hyung, I–” He sucks in a breath, eyes squeezing shut again. “It hurts so much.”
Minho's throwaway joke about curses comes back to bite him— literally —when Jisung turns up at his door in the middle of the night, hard, desperate and convinced Minho hexed him.
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“Hey, can I ask you a personal question?”
Minho was scrolling through his phone, and he hoped he wasn’t bothering him.
“Shoot.” He didn’t look over at him as he nodded.
“How did you know that you liked guys?”
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Jisung feels kind of crazy. He’s half-hard watching something that shouldn’t even have an effect on him. He’s straight, for fuck’s sake.
He’s probably reacting to it because he hasn’t had sex in a while. It must be it, right? It has nothing to do with the way Minho’s veiny arm flexes when he pulls Hyunjin closer. Nothing to do with Minho’s half-lidded eyes as he grinds on Hyunjin with the practiced ease of someone who’s done this several times before.
Yeah, he’s just horny.
jisung thinks he’s straight until minho turns his world on its axis. as per usual.