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“I already told you,” Jisung can still feel Minho’s presence under his skin, hear the roar of his motorcycle engine deep in his core. There’s a certain fear when he thinks of him, like he’ll fall prey to an endless yearning. “That’s my best friend. We met at summer camp.”
“Sure,” Felix’s knowing smirk comes easy, bending a corner of his mouth. “And does Minho know that? That you’re just friends? He wants you.”
It feels like Jisung’s world freezes.
There’s no way.
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Some loves don’t heal, they haunt. They burn.
In the chaos of their youth, Jisung and Minho meant everything to each other. Years later, they reunite — one searching for redemption, the other carrying a lit match.Bookmarked by disgusting
14 Oct 2025
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> Hey! Congratulations, I’m dming to let you know that you won the 50k giveaway for a private stream. You get thirty minutes free, can request whatever you want, and if you wanna keep it going after your thirty minutes are up, we can talk a little about payment. Please see my pinned tweet for more info about payments + what I will and won’t do! Hope to hear from you soon!Jisung drops his phone to his lap, slapping his hands over his face hard enough that it hurts.
“Fuck,” he says, to nobody but himself. “Fuck.”
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Or: Jisung wins a private stream with his favourite camboy. He stresses out about it a normal amount.
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When Chan asks Minho to do a favor for him, Minho initially turns him down. Favors could get messy real quick and those aren't the kinds of messes he was adept at cleaning up.
Han Jisung is an exception to the rule.
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“Listen carefully, Felix,” he whispers, panic causing his voice to waver. “There is a man in your house. He has big muscles and big tattoos and I think he probably has a gun. He looks like he’d have a gun, Lix. You're being burglarized!”
“Wha— Jisung, first of all, why would you call me and not the police if you thought there was a break in?” Felix asks, completely undisturbed by Jisung’s impending death. “And second, is one of the tattoos a stork? On his neck?”
“I- yes. How did you know that?”
“Jisung. That’s my brother.”
(OR: Felix asks Jisung to babysit his brother for the summer. Jisung agrees, painfully unaware that the brother in question is a full-grown criminal straight out of his dirtiest wet-dreams.)
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“How much?” Minho finds himself asking. He had only meant to come this far to turn the rumor to a fact.
“More than you can afford.”
“Five thousand”, Minho places his first offer. It’s on sale, that’s why it’s on the cabinet, he knows this. He also knows witches work with and for money, and nothing is off limits for them, if there’s enough money offered.“Six thousand”, Minho raises the offer as he gets no response. The lady finally glances at him for a tad longer.
“Eight, and I want to know the reason why his heart is in a jar.” Eight thousand is going to sting, but whatever. Minho isn’t backing off now.“Deal”, the lady finally speaks out
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Jisung is pretty sure you’re not supposed to hear record scratches in real life when you’re hit with something so out of left field, but right now it screeches very loudly in his head.
Did he hear Minho right? Did he just say daughter?
Oh my god, has Jisung been trying to flirt with a married man?
He’s going to be sick.
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or: Jisung gets stuck in the office after hours babysitting his boss' daughter.
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Water and soap can wash the worst of the blood from his face, his arms, his hands, his chest. It always feels surreal, washing up in a stranger's bathroom. Minho doesn't like to think too much about the decor, the brands of soap the victim preferred, the kind of razor he used. He doesn't like to think about them having real, human lives.
Not that he'd feel guilty or anything. They just don't matter.
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- Part 1 of Demolition Lovers
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“Well, uninvite him,” Minho snaps and Hyunjin sighs.
“I can’t,” he whines, “And I don’t want to! I haven’t seen him in years, I want him at my wedding!”
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Ex-husbands Chan and Minho unwillingly reunite at the wedding of mutual friends. Bad vibes, old grudges, and airbourne viruses are in the air.Series
- Part 1 of Seating Arrangement
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“Jisung,” Minho’s stomach feels weird, almost tingly, almost upset. It takes a second to place the feeling— he nearly laughs. He'd almost forgotten how it feels to be turned on. “Are you jerking off right now?“
“Um,” There’s a pause, a long one. He worries, for a second: was he way off-base? Maybe Jisung’s breathing like that because he’s doing heavy lifting. Maybe he’s turning, who knows— and wouldn’t that be awful of him, if Jisung really was turning and Minho’s last impression of him is based around some depraved sexual fantasy. “Huh, uh- whu?”
(Or: The apocalypse changes a lot of things. Some things stay stubbornly the same.)
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Felix jokingly tells Jisung he should visit the local tsundere maid café. Jisung can't get the thought out of his head.
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The waiter in front of him is so, so, so hot.
‘My name is Minho,’ he says. ‘Not that I think you really deserve to know that. Come on, let me find you a table.’ He spins on his heel and starts walking towards the back of the café.
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- Part 1 of maid it up
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Jisung smirks at him all slant and cocky, voice thick with confidence. "Want me to sign you an autograph, honey?"
The intimidatingly gorgeous stranger snaps his eyes to him with a gaze that's almost.. challenging? One brow arches beneath his snapback, judgmental and maybe a little amused, and Jisung is struck with a creeping realization that he's finally met his match.
"Actually," the stranger utters, voice cold and flat where it slipped past lips of curved pink, "I'd like to compete with you."
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Nosebleeds, elbow scrapes, bruises all over and the adrenaline high of riding his board at speeds that others could only dream of — that was all Jisung wanted.
What Jisung needed, Minho thought, was to be put in his place.Series
- Part 1 of skate fast, eat ass
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Jeongin has always been able to see it — that so-called red string of fate.
It can stretch, retract, and tangle, but it can never break. Some people had it around their ring finger, others around their thumb or their index. Some don’t have any at all. He’s seen people whose string has looped around their hand and even their arms, but he’s never seen someone practically covered in it like Jisung.
Jisung’s string started from his left thumb. It looped around his palm then his arm, creating countless circles up to his shoulder before snaking across his chest and weaving around his torso once, twice, thrice, he couldn’t count how many times.
Just how deeply connected is he to his destined pair for his red string to be so intricately weaved like that?
Or: Minho and Jisung doing Soulmate Things™ in Jeongin's POV.
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Pixie: Welcome everyone!
I want to officially greet you all to our group chat.
As we have already agreed via email, we will be using this chat to get to know each other before our special date on the 31st of October ^^Or: Four very different couples decide to join a swingers party.
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28 Aug 2022
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“I’d like to be your calm,” Jisung says, his breath ghosting across the sensitive skin when he speaks.
“I think you’re more likely to be the storm,” Minho whispers back.Anthology of drunken pining.
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Minho is in love with Jisung, his best friend. He’s used to living with it, and does his best to keep his feelings at bay. Things get a little harder when Jisung happens to have a crush on Bun, Minho’s pseudonym on his Twitter stan account.
Or, Bun is a fic writer and Jisung starts having a crush on him without knowing that it is, in fact, Minho.
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Minho didn't mean to walk on his roommate touching himself on camera. He didn't even know Jisung was a camboy.
He certainly didn't mean to appear on camera with Jisung himself, but he's too in love with him to think twice.
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"You know, for all that you complain about this Minho guy, you sure do go out of your way to be a pain in his ass."
"Who's going out of their way?" Jisung asks, because catching a last-minute flight to L.A. the night after a job in Munich wasn't him going out of his way, and it had nothing to do with getting to the mark first—regardless of the four and a half weeks that Jisung had spent planning and carrying out the heist—because he had been meaning to revisit the Sunset Strip anyway.
wherein Minho and Jisung are both world class art thieves—and rivals. When word of a priceless painting reaches them, the two naturally have their sights set on it. That is, until Jisung stops by Minho's apartment one night and suggests that they work together instead. Little do they know, priceless treasures aren't the only things being stolen, and an old past re-emerges.
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“Fine.”
“Fine?”
“Yes, fine. I’ll pick a different agency, okay? Now, will you please come back to the car?” Seungmin had his eyes shut, feeling the oncoming migraine already throbbing behind his eyelids. He listened as the clicking of Minho’s stilettos drew closer and a hand rested on his shoulder. His eyes were greeted by Minho’s smug smile. Minho's hand drifted up to cup his jaw, sharp nails digging into the soft underside.“My husband is such a sweet man. So generous and kind. How lucky I truly am to have such a perfect husband.”
Dentist-turned-CEO, heir to the business conglomerate, Kim Seungmin needed to find someone strong enough to protect
(themselves from)his wife, Lee Minho.Luckily, there was one other person whom he could count on. After all, family is everything.
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The boy clapped, squealing happily as he pointed at the two cats respectively. Jisung felt like the floor had just opened up beneath him. Was this boy really…
“M-minho?”The boy stared up at him with wide eyes. Jisung was staring down at him in disbelief. The little boy in his lap was his best friend Minho?! How was that even possible?!
Jisung wakes up to find a 5 year old in his home, a missing best friend and no note. Now, he's got to find out what happened with the help of the rest of his (very useless) group of friends.
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“What’s… happening,” mumbles Hyunjin. “Why’s there food for, like. Ten?”
“It’s for them.” Felix nods at Jisung and Minho, seated at the little table beside their stash of takeout.
Hyunjin is silent. Then, “Oh Christ, another one of their stupid contests.”
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Best friends Jisung and Minho have always had a knack for turning everything into a competition—who can shower faster, who can eat more, who can sooner find a meaningless hookup at a party. It’s when they overstep (or, in Jisung’s case, trip over) the boundary between being friends and more that Jisung finds he cares far less about losing their little games than he does about losing Minho.