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‘Bulannya indah, ya?’
Saat pertama kali mendengarnya, Jisung tidak berpikir apa-apa.
Dua, tiga, dan seterusnya membawa Jisung pada pemahaman yang membuatnya merasa begitu bodoh dan tertinggal.
Juga penuh harap.
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Adalah bohong kalau Jisung berkata ia tidak merasakan sedikit pun kekecewaan setiap kali Minho berceloteh dengan riangnya kepada para penggemar tentang betapa menyenangkannya menghabiskan waktu bersama Han Jisung, sahabatnya.
Meski tahu itu demi kebaikan keduanya, satu bagian dari dirinya tak bisa berpura-pura bahwa itu baik-baik saja. Beruntungnya, Minho selalu punya penawarnya.
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Jisung turns his head to give Minho an angry squint. “I feel like you’re trying to trick me. I don’t know how, or for what reason, but you are.”
Minho isn’t looking at him anymore, scrolling on his phone, gracing Jisung with his ridiculous side profile. “I would never trick you,” he says, voice as flat as the plains of Colorado.
“That sounds like something someone who’s trying to trick me would say.”
“Jisung.”
“What.”
“Come here.” He clicks his phone off and sets it on the nightstand between their beds, then pats his thigh.
“What?” Jisung short circuits for a moment. Minho wants him to… what? Sit on his thigh? Isn’t that a little forward? That has to be skipping at least ten steps. They’ve only known each other for, like, less than 72 hours. And a majority of that was spent antagonizing one another.
“I said come here.” And he pats his thigh again as if that’s a completely normal thing to do.
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jisung goes on the most miserable road trip of his life and meets a hitchhiker named rhino.
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“Wait.” Jisung cranes his neck to look over his shoulder at Minho.
Minho is almost sure he contained his pained sound, but can’t be certain. He pulls back just far enough that his dick isn't pressed against Jisung's hole and takes a deep, calming breath through his nose. “Yeah?”
“Is this, like… Ethical?” Jisung asks. “Am I a bad boss?”
“You’re a great boss,” Minho lies.
Jisung stares at him warily. Jisung is a beyond brilliant software engineer and a terrible fucking boss. They both know this.
“Please let me fuck you,” Minho adds, more desperate than he’ll ever admit.
“Yeahokay.” Jisung puts his forehead back on the desk and arches.
Minho gets a job at a tech startup. His supervisor has no leadership experience and a fat ass.
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28 Feb 2026
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Jisung ate his breakfast methodically, the cereal soft and mulchy in his bowl. Minho was nose deep in a book, his burnt toast ignored. The people around them talked about the weather, the ferry delays, the terrible food.
Did Minho even want to sleep with him anymore?
“Do you think our room is haunted?” Jisung asked.
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28 Feb 2026
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The process has been a learning curve. He’s learned, mostly, that seeing Jisung with his skin stretched wide over his ever-growing belly does something to him that he cannot explain.
Or, well—he can explain that he gets a raging boner the moment he sees his heavily pregnant husband just exist, but it makes him sound like a pervert and a creep and a horrible guy all around. Minho swears he’s normal. How does he blame this on Jisung?
Jisung is simply too pretty. That must be it.
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24 Dec 2025
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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.