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“Hey, it’s pretty hot out so I figured I’d get you a drink.”
Unfortunately, it turned out the hot biker chick of his dreams didn’t exist after all.
In her place, was a decidedly more masculine form than what he’d just been fantasising about, visor raised to reveal piercing feline eyes.
His voice wasn’t particularly deep, more light and airy. But definitely not the sultry, feminine tone he’d originally been hoping for. Still. Jisung was nothing if not polite. Most of the time, at least.“Oh… Thank you bro, appreciate that, that’s awesome.”
“Of course. I thought you’re pretty cute, I was wondering if I could get your digits…”
What.
The.
Fuck‽
This whole exchange was not going how Jisung had envisioned at all.
Luckily for this guy though, Jisung was perfectly capable of letting somebody down without being insulting about it.“Ah… I don’t swing that way bro, sorry.”
The stranger didn’t miss a beat.
“You don’t even have to swing, all you have to do is sit.”
Or: What happens when totally, absolutely, 100% straight Jisung meets a stranger at the petrol station?
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21 Jul 2026
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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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11 Jul 2026
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“Is that a Twinkie in your pants,” Minho says, letting his eyes drag deliberately down to Jisung’s crotch and back up, “or are you just happy to see me?”
Jisung blinks, looks down at himself. Then reaches into his pocket.
“Yeah,” Jisung says, completely deadpan. “It is a Twinkie.”
minho tries (and repeatedly fails) to flirt with jisung using the same pickup line, only to be thwarted by increasingly absurd items in jisung's pockets.
or: 5 times minho asks jisung about the content of his pockets, and one time jisung asks him back.
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29 Jun 2026
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Jisung rolled himself to the edge of the bed and stood reluctantly, stretching his arms above his head. Minho sprang up behind him and wrapped his arms around him, clasping them just above Jisung’s navel. “Come on, let’s get to the shower,” Minho whispered against his ear, and they walked, linked together like a two-headed, four-legged creature, all the way to the bathroom. Jisung loved the way Minho’s chest felt against his back. He loved when Minho hooked his chin over his shoulder. Loved the way they moved together, always in sync.
He stopped suddenly, realization pulsing through him. Minho nearly tripped over him.
Oh, shit. Jisung loved Minho.
“What?” Minho said, planting a kiss against the crook of Jisung’s neck.
“Nothing.” Jisung shrugged and continued the rest of the way into the bathroom.
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Jisung tries to find the perfect way to tell Minho he loves him
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28 Jun 2026
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“Then he said the sex was mediocre and that it was because of me,” Minho seethes, pacing back and forth across his dorm, phone held up to his ear. “And that we could try again tomorrow.”
On the other end of the line, Changbin seems to be in a fit of laughter. Minho is much less amused, lips pressed into a tight line while he waits for his best friend to console him.
“Oh, that’s brutal,” Changbin cackles. “Well, will you?”
“No,” Minho hisses. “It was one hundred percent mediocre because of him, and we will one hundred percent not be trying again tomorrow.”
or: Minho has what may just be the worst one-night stand of his life. Jisung takes every opportunity afterwards to make it up to him.
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