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Not once in his life has Minho not followed the rules, not done whatever was expected of him without any complaints.
Forced to come out to his parents under unexpected circumstances, he asks Han Jisung to be his pretend boyfriend. The only issue is that Han Jisung is an annoying little shit with some sort of attitude problem, who cannot seem to stand Minho in the slightest.
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"Are you still nervous?" Minho asks, retaining that addictive nonchalance to his voice.
Jisung releases a pathetic little laugh between his gritting teeth. “Yeah,” he breathes out. “Just a little bit.”
"Let me smoke you out, then."
Jisung makes the mistake of letting his curious gaze wander, allowing a mesmerized "How?" to escape him. He's done the moment their eyes meet, because then Minho's taking Jisung's jaw in his hand while the other holds what's left of his blunt, dark eyes trailing down to the lips he wants to coax apart.
"Open for me."
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Shotgunning: the practice of inhaling smoke and then exhaling it into another individual's mouth.
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Together with your guest,
Lee Minho is warmly invited to celebrate the wedding ofJisung skimmed lower.
A reserved seat has also been included for your boyfriend.
We can’t wait to finally meet him!He blinked.
Then blinked again.
“… Boyfriend?” he repeated slowly. “But you don’t have a boyfriend.”
Minho made a small noise beside him.
Jisung turned sharply.
Minho suddenly looked deeply interested in the table.
“Ah,” he said after a moment. “They mean you, Jisung.”
Or: Jisung is invited to a wedding as Minho’s plus one and accidentally discovers something very important about himself
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“What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?” A voice suddenly said to his left. Shocking Jisung alive, back to the present, back to his fears, worries and woes.
A voice so similar, so painful, that Jisung felt whatever padlocks and chains he’d caged certain memories and feelings, burst wide open. The tsunami of anguish was coming in to sweep him up and drown him. Swallowing everything else in its path.
Jisung turned, not strong enough against the currents, to the familiarity beside him. Long black hair, tamed with a gel to give some semblance of being put together. Pouty lips, pulled to the side in a hesitant half smile. Wrapped up in a black coat, a familiar green scarf and eyes made up of stars. Lee Minho.
The immovable object.
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Lee Felix had died in a fire at 9:33 pm. He was pronounced dead at 9:41 pm.
Jisung had never imagined a world in which he’d have to face a day without his best friend or the love of his life. 3 years later, he's still dealing with the loss of three people that night: his best friend, the love of his life and himself.
(or minsung exes to lovers after dealing with a traumatising death).
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“So, what do yellow tulips mean?”
Jisung blinked as he turned to look at Minho, the elder wearing an amused smirk as he stared down at him, his lip ring glinting in the light overhead. It was an innocent question, yet something Jisung had never expected to come from the older man.
“Uh,” Jisung said dumbly, “friendship. F-friendship and joy."
Minho hummed, twirling a single tulip stem around in his fingers that Jisung didn’t realize he’d been holding. “Am I not joyful enough, Jisung-ah?”
(or: Jisung unintentionally courts Minho, who he's been pining over for as long as he can remember. Maybe it's a little intentional.)