minsung
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“Do not forget your place. Subordination is not optional. You have no right to speak to me with familiarity, defiance, or contempt. Neither behind closed doors nor in front of my soldiers. If it happens again—“
He let the silence stretch, heavy and deliberate, before finishing.
“I will put a bullet in your forehead without hesitation. The past means nothing here. Is that clear?”
Jisung flinched, though he didn’t let it show. He remained still, rigid, muscles coiled, posture controlled. Even in that moment of unease, he refused to break.
“Yes, Captain.”
Or: seven years after their breakup, Minho and Jisung cross paths again in the middle of a war. Jisung has nothing yet to lose—the war has taken his wife, his daughter, and the life he once tried to build. Minho, meanwhile, has become someone else entirely. He’s a captain now, carved into something harder by duty, and survival.
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22 Jun 2026
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what a masterpiece
the type of fic that is so good and has me rendered speechless, unable to write a proper note about bc of how complex and deep and beautiful and amazing and gorgeous it was
im so glad jisung and minho found their ways back to one another despite it all
no words, just love love love love LOVE
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As the song trickles to an end and Minho comes back to talk about whatever—at this point Jisung is too distracted to think straight or process what Minho is saying—Jisung makes up his mind.
He copies the number on the screen of his tablet to his phone and, without a moment of hesitation, pulls one of his earphones out and makes the call go through.
(Minho’s radio program is Jisung’s source of comfort and the only thing that lets him sleep at night. That is, until Minho starts talking shit about Jisung’s team.)
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21 Jun 2026
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shut up this was THE cutest thing ever
i caught myself smiling and giggling at the screen more than once or twice or ten times and ughjjksj they're just made for each other i love them so so so much.
just love love LOVE
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When Minho spots Jisung’s mating run confirmation e-mail, he frowns. “Ah Jisungie,” he says and shakes his head. “Here, I’ll cancel it for you.”
Jisung struggles against his hold uselessly. “Yah! You don’t dictate what I can or can’t do.”
“You think you can survive a mating run?” Minho wiggles Jisung’s wrists. “Your skin is bruising just from this. Be reasonable for once, listen to hyung.”
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“What?” Jeongin prompts, leaning with his palm against the bar counter. “I said Minho hyung’s name, and your face got all red. Do you guys know each other?” he asks, and then— “I got a sense that was the case earlier in the firehouse. He’s not usually so relaxed around new people.”
But Jisung’s mind is stuck on one thing. “My face got all red?” he asks, subconsciously bringing a hand up to his cheek to feel the warmth of his own skin. He does feel a little hot under the collar all of a sudden, but in that moment, he chooses to blame it all on alcohol. Even though all he’s had is maybe three sips of beer.
“It did.” Jeongin grins. “So, what’s the story?”
(For a firefighter with years of experience under his belt, Jisung should probably know just how easy it is to rekindle old flames. Alas.)
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Jisung inhales sharply through his nose and holds his breath. When he exhales, his heart trips into a quicker beat, deafening in his ears. He wishes he was a smoker. Wishes he could pull out a cigarette and set it aflame against the cold wind and take a drag and have smoke fill his lungs instead of Minho.
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When he got home, Minho was waiting for him at the door.
He stripped him immediately, tugged him to the kitchen, and bent him over the table.
He heard him growl in satisfaction, seeing the plug between his cheeks he had inserted earlier. When he pulled it out, Jisung felt his cum dripping down his legs.
“Let’s get you freshly filled, yeah?”
Or Minho has an intense case of baby fever