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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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“Hey, can I ask you a personal question?”
Minho was scrolling through his phone, and he hoped he wasn’t bothering him.
“Shoot.” He didn’t look over at him as he nodded.
“How did you know that you liked guys?”
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He approaches his phone as if it’s a wild animal, gently tapping the screen to wake it up as the display begins to dim. Yup, definitely still there. He checks the name at the top of the chat just to make sure he’s not tripping and he’s read the name wrong. Nope. The picture is definitely from Jisung. He’s trying really hard not to stare at it, but his eyes keep getting drawn back to the picture in the middle of his screen. The picture that had made Minho nearly choke to death on his spinach and mushroom omelette. The picture of Jisung’s dick.
Or: Minho accidentally sends a text to his straight best friend asking for dick pics and he actually sends one back. Panic ensues.
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“Shit, god, we’re—we’re moving onto the bed,” Jisung pants, voice faint.
Minho raises his brows, blinking in confusion, but compiles, crawling onto the bed to join Jisung making himself comfortable against the bed frame. “Everything alright?”
“Yeah, yeah, ‘s just,” Jisung inhales, slowly, grounding himself, “I’m so, so gay, bro.”
【𝐨𝐫】Han Jisung—a music genius, epitome of all that’s sexy, and... very straight. Lee Minho—Jisung’s bandmate and a dancer, without a single straight bone in his men-loving body. Inconveniently, Han Jisung falls under the ‘men’ category—Minho is utterly, thoroughly, fucked.
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It was true, Changbin was right. Chan, one of his best friends, was bi and none of them had a problem with it. Of course they didn’t! Jisung knew full well that there was nothing wrong with being queer. He had always had that attitude.
It was just that HE wasn’t bi or… or… or gay. Damn it! He had tried so hard not to be!
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Jisung has to pass a random elective for his college degree and ends up being assigned to count, sorry “document” pine trees with Lee Minho, a dance major who fascinates him from the moment they meet. But it’s not like Jisung develops a crush on him… Nope! He’s straight! No matter what Changbin says.
However, on one fateful Saturday, Chan takes them to go see one of Felix’s “dance performances”. Which… turns out to be a drag show at a gay club. There, Jisung meets “Kitty” and well, he ends up having to reevaluate the reality of his sexuality, while at the same time trying to figure out what exactly his relationship with Kitty is and what that means for his crush on Minho...
All while he fails to realize that Kitty and Minho are the same person.