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There’s a pause before Minho responds, caught just as off-guard but quick to recover in a way Jisung doesn’t think he ever will be—not right now. Everything is suddenly really fucking overwhelming and he can’t even consider a world beyond the want and the ache and the heat that makes him feel like he’s about to pass out. Away? Dead. Is he dying?
“I’ll be there in a second, Jisung-ah. You’re okay, baby.”
Oh. Yeah. Dying.
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Or, Jisung presents six years too late, and spends it in his best friend's apartment.
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“Want me to knot you?”
Jisung freezes.
Reboots. He forgets everything that was on his mind: grades, thesis paper, finals, everything.
He still hasn't forgotten the first time Minho suggested this. Still thinks it's a fever dream he conjured up even though he woke up the next morning with Minho curled up beside him with the alpha's cum leaking out.
But they never spoke about it. Went about life like it's normal to knot and be knotted by your best friend and it did feel normal.
Jisung just thought it would never happen again.
“Yes please.”
Jisung doesn't know why he doesn't shy away or say no or laugh like it's a big joke and then continue eating.
The thought of Minho's knot being stuffed inside him again is the only thing racking his brain now.
Minho smiles and reaches over to tickle the underside of Jisung's chin, “Good boy. So polite.”
Knot-sitting between friends is completely normal. So what if Jisung harbors feelings for his alpha best friend? Doesn't mean he can't sit on his knot for pure platonic reasons. Right?
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01 Jul 2025
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“I can think of another person,” Jisung replies, pointedly trying to get his attention back to him. “This pretty person wants another kiss from that pretty person.”
Minho smiles, small, before he looks up at Jisung and presses a kiss to his forehead, then to his cheekbone, and makes his way down to his lips, “Sometimes I just want to kiss all of you.”
“You can,” Desperate for him to want Jisung in the way that Jisung wants him. He wants Minho to think all of him is pretty.
Or: 5 times Jisung and Minho make out high and the one time they don't.
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01 Jul 2025
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Dear Lee Minho,
or maybe it’s Han Minho by now? Or maybe I’m Lee Jisung… I like the sound of that too… sorry, that’s not the point and we still have soooo much time to decide! Let me try again!Dear Minho,
I’m sure that by the time you read this letter, life is gonna be great! We’ll be done with school, and have degrees and jobs and be adults for real! Isn’t that crazy to think about!? I hope we’ll all still be best friends, and that all of us are happy!(Back then, Jisung was so sure he’d have his happy end. A fairytale love story with his best friend, because it was the only thing that made sense. There was no option other than that.
Today, as he stuffs the envelope into his backpack with shaking hands and gasping breaths, he knows he’s in a tragedy, destined for heartbreak)
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At 15, Jisung writes a love letter. At 25, Jisung wants nothing less than for Minho to read it.
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15 Jun 2025
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"Be honest, hyung," Seungmin murmurs, breaths puffing out against Minho's lips. "You wanted me specifically, yeah? Wanted me to be the one to take your virginity. That's why you came all the way down to the club, all dolled up, and fell right into my lap."
(or: minho's friends won't shut up about kim seungmin's magic dick. minho decides he needs to experience the magic firsthand.)
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07 Jun 2025
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“Were—” Jisung starts, clamping his mouth shut after he realizes what he wanted to ask. The flesh of his lip gets pulled in between his teeth, biting and gnawing on the soft muscle.
“Hm?” Minho hums, eyebrows raising.
What does Jisung have to lose, really? “Were you going to fuck her?”
A surprised puff of air leaves Minho’s mouth, something akin to a breathy laugh. His eyebrows shoot up higher, if possible. “Not jealous, huh?” He chides, “Yeah, I was going to.”
The muscles in Jisung’s face form a scowl without his consent, his arms crossing in front of him. He didn’t mean to show any emotion to that response. Oh, well.
“Was, sweetheart. Past tense.” Minho’s hand leaves the counter to find a home on Jisung’s waist, cinched to be even smaller than usual from the tight material of the dress. Jisung, again, makes no move to stop him. “Then I saw you, standing across the room, in this slutty dress, staring daggers at me. Little cocktease.”
or: jisung fucks his archnemesis and finds out he likes to be called a good girl in the process.
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05 Jun 2025