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"You're really going to end up dancing in a bathrobe one day."
Minho seems allergic to maintaining a functional wardrobe. Somewhere between fake cat attacks and oddly familiar skinny jeans, a crush turns into something much harder to stitch up.
Or: Jisung works in a tailor shop and Minho crashes into his life with a ripped jacket and a tendency to keep coming back - 'accidentally' breaking his clothes just for an excuse to see him again
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- Part 1 of Pockets Full of Excuses
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29 May 2026
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Subtlety is a dying art (and Minho is holding the knife) by piyoonim
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
27 May 2026
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“You bit me!” Jisung squawks, waving an accusing finger at his own shoulder. “I was filming with Hyunjin and you walked by and just… bit me!”
Minho’s eyes flick to the black leather. Sure enough, right on the seam, there’s a very faint, slightly damp indent of his teeth. It almost looks like a stamp. Lee Minho was here. Mine. A smug sort of satisfaction blooms pleasantly in his chest.
“If I actually bit you, you’d be missing a chunk.” Minho shrugs, looking back down at his phone with an air of boredom. “Be grateful I spared you.”
3 times Minho subtly (read: not subtly at all) claims Jisung as his, +1 time Jisung calls him out on it.
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28 May 2026
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Jisung shrugs, all too casual. “Just for fun. You know, for the bit.”
“You want us to pretend to be a couple…in therapy. Just for fun.”
“Yeah!” Jisung nods enthusiastically. "Just until the therapist figures it out.”
Minho gives him a long, slow look that suggests he is currently measuring him for a straitjacket. “So. Two sessions, max.”
It’s supposed to be a joke– two best friends and roommates walk into a therapist’s office, and pretend they’re a couple until the therapist figures it out.
But old feelings die harder than old habits, and when everything they’ve been avoiding for five years finally catches up, Minho and Jisung start to realize they may not be pretending as much as they'd like to believe.
or: Minho and Jisung are not a couple– or so they think.
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27 May 2026
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“Three years,” Jisung says between the lines of saliva. “Since— since I met him.”
“Oh,” Minho replies. He wrings his hands together. “You were first. If that makes you… feel better.”
“It doesn't,” Jisung mumbles.
If someone told him he would meet the other man at the airport, surrounded by unfamiliar faces and unfamiliar land and unfamiliar everything, Jisung wouldn't have believed them. But now he cocks his head to look the other man in the face, sees the way his jaw shakes with each breath.
It’s one thing to be the first. How would it feel to know you were second choice?
When Jisung's long-term, long-distance boyfriend suddenly dies, he's rendered heartbroken. Flying back from his home in Kuala Lumpur to his late-boyfriend's funeral in Seoul, he has a layover in Manila and happens to meet Minho— his boyfriend's other partner.
Grief and anger and heartbreak go hand-in-hand. Especially when meeting the other man in an airport terminal.
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23 May 2026
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Minho learned how to navigate the silence, how to show up late so he wouldn’t have to see Jisung’s face, how to leave early so he wouldn’t have to hear his laughter from across the room. And still, it didn’t matter. Because no matter how many people tried to hold the cracks together, he had still lost him. Not just his love, but his best friend. And maybe that was the worst part. Because Jisung had been the person Minho thought he would always have. And now, he had nothing.
Because Jisung had been the sun. And Minho -
Minho had been Icarus.
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22 May 2026