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It's been years of this, years of working every single day as Minho builds up his skills and connections so that one day someone will recognize his talent and want him on their team as a dance choreographer. No more shitty jobs that don't pay enough with bosses who couldn't care less about him. No more demanding him to work overtime just because they expect him to, because nobody else cares or is competent enough to solve any of the problems. No more feeling like he's wasting his life and his potential because he can't afford to relax as often as he needs, or canceling plans with friends because they need him at one of his jobs last minute, or not even bothering to go on dates because he never has the time or energy for a relationship, and—
Anyway. It's a spiral Minho tumbles down often enough, and is a constant reminder of why he's generally unhappy and always so, so exhausted.
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He wonders what caused Jisung's adamant withdrawal from every part of Minho's life. He tortures himself by living in the past, constantly thinking over every one of his actions, his comments, his being, wondering if it was because of something he did, but never knowing the answer. He can sense an end on the horizon, a sort of finality, and he's never been more terrified in his life.
What's he supposed to do without Jisung in his life, cracking his stupid jokes that Minho pretends he doesn't find funny? Or without his bright, heart-shaped smile and his even brighter laugh? Or his little habits that make Jisung Jisung, that endeared Minho to him at the start and only make him love the guy more each day? Or even just Jisung's presence, absent-mindedly humming a tune stuck in his head in the other room, just the knowledge that he's there.
Minho always wants him there, needs him there. Here. With him, always.
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Or, part 2 to Minho and Jisung who are dating and Jisung starts distancing himself. Minho gets in his head about it and problems ensue.Series
- Part 2 of Do I Wanna Know?
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Minho coming home from work used to be his favourite part of the day, before…
Before.
Minho used to throw all of his belongings and outerwear at their small front entrance, then beeline right to wherever Jisung was, draping himself over him like an overgrown cat. He would ignore all of Jisung's feigned whines and complaints for bugging him while he was in the middle of something, latching on even tighter in response. They would embrace like that until Minho grew hungry, either making something for the two of them himself or easily convincing Jisung to order in.
Now, though. Now they don't even touch each other. They don't hug, they don't hold each other. Jisung can't even remember the last time they shared a meaningful kiss. All they ever do now is acknowledge each other's presence and then continue about their lives, separately, as if they're simply roommates or distant acquaintances. Friends of a friend.
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Or, Jisung and Minho are dating and Jisung gets too much into his head about it. Problems ensue.Series
- Part 1 of Do I Wanna Know?
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He chances a glance back up to the man's eyes only to find them trained on Jisung, making him start, his own eyes widening as he feels the blush return from being caught staring. Jisung expects to find Minho's face transformed by disgust, weirded out and uncomfortable, or even a conceited grin, but he finds none of that. Instead, that smile returns to his eyes, more of a teasing glint than anything cruel or derisive. He was caught red-handed (and red-faced), but Jisung can't look away. There's something about him that invites staring, admiring.
He's halfway out the door, Jisung having traced his every movement, when he locks eyes with Jisung once more. He puts on a sweet smile, overly so, with an underlying mischievousness that sends a chill down Jisung's spine and says, just as sweetly, "Bye, Jisungie."
Jisung feels his jaw drop, aghast at the nickname. He's certain he's as red as a tomato as the door clicks shut behind him and encloses Jisung in the room cramped by Chan and Changbin's teasing laughter.
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Guilt, Change, and Other Truths that are Hard to Swallow by Common_Cork
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23 Mar 2026
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Ly wishes she could just go to sleep. It's made impossibly difficult when it keeps piping up whenever she's on the cusp of falling.
Why would you say those things? To your own brother, too. He must hate you now.
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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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20 May 2026
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FAWK
I WISH I COULD A MILLION KUDOS THIS AHEGRHGGRGEGRGGGGGG
FUCK MAN WHAT A CHAPTER TO CHATCH UP TO
THIS HAS EASILY EASILY EASILY BECOME A TOP 5 FAV FIC OF ALL TIME FOR ME GRAGEAHHHHHHHHHH AND I KNOW IT FOR CERTAIN EVEN THO ITS NOT COMPLETED YET
FUCK DUDE FUCKKKKKKKKK IVE BEEN DESTROYEDI’VE FINALLY FINISHED IT HGHRHRHDJSKSK I’M SO IN LOVE WITH EVERHTHING ABOUT THIS AND IT’S 100% BECOME ONE OF MY FAVOURITE FICS OF ALL TIME. I ALREADY SAID THAT BUT IT’S TRUE HOLY SHIT I CAN’T WAIT TO REREAD IT ALL GREGAHHHHHHHHH
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"Sell your plasma, or your sperm,” Minho reads. Jisung’s eyes widen and his jaw drops in horror, sending Minho into a fit of giggles. “Easy, legal ways to make quick money. Number three: Sell your sextape to Pornhub.”
Jisung abandons the remote on the table to lean into Minho’s shoulder, looking at the screen with him.
“I think we’d do better on OnlyFans,” he comments mindlessly, followed by a sharp inhale when he realises what he's just said. Minho nearly snaps his neck to look down, meeting widened eyes that are staring right back at him.
after breaking their dishwasher, college roommates Jisung and Minho resort to unconventional methods to afford a replacement.
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01 Jun 2026
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It’s not often that I read the miscommunication trope and don’t frustratedly give up
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Jisung and Minho fall in love over late night convenience store runs.
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Lee Minho needs a fake boyfriend. Han Jisung needs the Daehwa account gone. It’s a perfectly reasonable transaction between two coworkers who cannot stand each other.
or: two people who are always arguing, one fake weekend, and the mutual realization that none of it was fake.
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28 May 2026
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Jisung doesn’t move– doesn’t breathe. He just stares.
His voice, when it comes, is quiet. “What did you say?”
His eyes search for Minho’s, wide and unsure and a little stunned. Like something has cracked open inside him.
He could take it back. Laugh it off. Play it cool. Change the subject. But something in the way Jisung looks at him makes him want to take the step. To jump. To finally just fall.
“I said”, he whispers, “Maybe I was born to meet you.”
The air goes still. So does time.
or: Jisung doesn't believe in fate. Minho believes in everything that doesn't make sense– until suddenly, it does.
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21 May 2026