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Actor Minho finally returns from his four-year long hiatus, determined that working with his ex in a new movie wouldn’t harm anyone. He couldn’t be more wrong.
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12 Jun 2026
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Jisung quickly reaches out and slams the door shut before spinning around to face the entrance to the kitchen.
Oh. No wonder he feels like he’s about to sneeze again.
Standing there with his feet shoved into a pair of pink kitty slippers, and the sleeves of his fuzzy baby blue cardigan pulled down over his hands, is none other than the very source of Jisung’s runny nose himself:
Lee Minho.
(Or: Minho is a cat boy, and Jisung is incredibly allergic to cats (and deeply in love with him)).
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10 May 2026
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"I just happened to remember that I might have left something here."
"Again?" Chan frowns. The first time, it was her wallet. The second time was her socks. After that, it was her hair clip. This time, it's—
"My bra," says Minhee
"Oh."
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26 Apr 2026
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He presses a soft kiss to Minho’s scent gland, and Minho keens out a desperate little noise, his fingers clawing at Felix’s shirt. “We shouldn’t,” he chokes out, like saying it will prevent whatever is happening between them. “Felix—”
Felix kisses him again: the edge of his gland, the skin of his throat, the sharp line of his jaw. His chin, his cheek, the corner of his mouth. Minho’s eyes are wet; Minho’s hands are still on Felix’s shoulders. Chris is at work, because Chris is always at work. The air smells like burnt sugar, like driftwood on fire, like salt and musk and want.
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21 Apr 2026
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“Welcome home,” the king says, his voice startlingly deep, molten as the earth’s core. He studies Minho openly, no shyness in his gaze. And why should there be? Minho is his to do with what he pleases, to look at or to fuck or to kill for sport.
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21 Apr 2026