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Jisung’s not particularly good at self control. His heart—it tends to run wild. Untethered. Unbothered, with the way Jisung’s logic doesn’t match up with what it wants. When Jisung loves, he does it hard. It flows from him like magic, permeating everything he touches.
Holding himself back feels unnatural—painful, even, but it’s necessary.
Or: The stars have declared that in every universe, Han Jisung and Lee Minho are soulmates. And in every universe, Han Jisung just needs a little push and a little promise that sometimes, it's alright to be selfish.
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02 Jul 2025
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But the desire, it’s not his. He feels dirty as he steps forward, narrowing the distance between them. “You’re too nice, hyung,” he murmurs. Half-laughing, not really feeling it. “If you keep being so nice to me, I’ll start thinking you have a crush on me or something.”
Minho’s eyes flick up to meet his. He really does have beautiful eyes, this boy. Maybe, under different pretenses, no ex-boyfriends involved, Jisung could’ve fallen for him with just one look.
Minho’s mouth twitches. “Ding-ding-ding,” he says softly. “One point to Han Jisung.”
Jisung smiles, despite himself. “Do I win?”
“Yeah,” Minho says. An exhale, punched out. He pushes a hand through his hair. “What do you want for it?”
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Jisung's boyfriend falls for Lee Minho. Jisung decides to date Lee Minho. You know, as revenge.
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Minho wheels back in close and starts the tattoo machine up again, not wasting any time in pressing it right where he left off. “Remember to breathe.”
Chris does, deep and slow like he was told earlier. It's harder to do so underneath the heavy thrumming of the machine, but it gives him something to focus on other than the discomfort--or other than Minho’s pretty face or delicate hands (or god forbid, even worse, his flirting.)
Chris is a tattoo virgin itching for ink when he stumbles on Minho's Instagram portfolio and books an appointment with him.
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“Jeonginnie,” Seungmin murmurs, and he sounds so sad that Jeongin almost, almost caves.
“I told you I don’t want to hear it, hyung.” He settles for a short response, keeping his tone clipped and disinterested because he is genuinely upset with Seungmin. It doesn’t happen often—Seungmin is annoying and weird, but he’s also Jeongin’s biggest supporter and best friend on top of being a really good fucking boyfriend.
He just doesn’t know when to stop, sometimes.
In the aftermath of a minor sports injury, Jeongin takes care of his stupidest hyung.
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“Why didn’t you call me?” Jisung asks, without giving room for pause, to breathe. “When you moved home?”
“The same reason you didn’t invite me to your wedding, I suppose.” Minho is always calm, put together, the complement to Jisung’s anxious whirlpool. When Minho gets upset he grows quiet rather than loud, he doesn’t let himself ruminate on things in the way Jisung does. His question in return, then, “Why am I here, Jisung?”
(OR: After his wedding gets called off, Jisung asks his ex boyfriend to go on his honeymoon with him— and maybe he and Minho were meant to be all along.)