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“Would you still think I’m a good roommate if I admitted I’ve spent the last few months pretending I don’t wanna kiss you all over?”
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The bio—#LEEKNOWISCUTE—is a product of observation and good acting. It has to be believable, that’s all, he just wants to blend in. Like a fandom chameleon, or something.
No, a private account is not an option. It’s just not the same.
You wouldn’t get it.
Jisung tries compartmentalizing to cope with the chaos of being Minho’s best friend. It’s great, until all of his compartments collide.
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“Why did you come? Do you want to discuss tomorrow’s show?” Jisung sneered. “This idiotic tradition of yours, ‘farewell to solitude’?”
“It is a tradition of both kingdoms,” Minho corrected, walking into the room. He was dressed casually: a simple white shirt hugged his shoulders and chest, on which Jisung had once left several pale scratches. Now there was no trace of them. Minho sat down in the armchair by the fireplace, crossing one leg over the other. “Not a ‘show,’ but a tribute to the ancestors. A symbolic act… of transition.”
“The symbolic act of transition consists of me spreading my legs for you the night before the wedding?” Jisung snorted, walking past him to the small table with drinks. He needed something to occupy his hands. “So poetic.”
or: Prince Lee and Prince Han's night before their wedding.
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- Part 2 of My prince
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Jisung walks in on his roommate Minho using a fleshlight. It’s awkward. It gets more awkward when Minho admits he can’t get off thinking about anyone except Jisung.
Jisung’s straight. He makes that very clear. He’s especially clear about the fact that he would never bottom.
Minho just laughs and says, “Don’t knock it till you try it.”
(or: a comprehensive guide to losing your mind on your roommate’s dick)
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Everyone knows Han Jisung and Lee Minho hate each other. The media loves it, the league markets it, and their teammates are way too entertained by it.
But being forced to room together at national camp starts blurring lines Jisung was very comfortable keeping buried.
Or: Jisung learns very quickly that hatred and attraction feel alarmingly similar when you’re sharing a room with your biggest rival.