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Minho stops himself from giving into his urges until he doesn’t, trying to be as subtle as possible as he angles his face just a little higher and breathes in Jisung’s scent. He feels his body relaxing in an instant, his limbs loosening up and his mind clearing until he starts feeling almost sleepy. Maybe, if he was a little more awake, or if this wasn’t Jisung, he’d feel more worried about the way he’s behaving right now, but he doesn’t think about it once. He just finds himself relaxing more and more, feeling safe and comfortable after so long.
or: Because of how omegas are talked about at the university he goes to, Minho lives his life posing as an alpha. He hides his secret almost effortlessly, but things change when he meets Jisung.
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Jisung transfers to a top university, ready to be the next big thing on his new college soccer team—right up until he meets Minho, the star forward who seems determined to find something wrong with everything Jisung does. As the line between rivalry, friendship, and something more starts to blur, Jisung is left wondering whether they’re headed for a spectacular crash—or a connection he never saw coming.
(or: minho and jisung go from rivals to friends with benefits, and somewhere along the way jisung catches feelings but is in complete denial)
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Han Jisung confesses.
“Uhmm..Just so you know…I like you,” Jisung said to Minho
It wasn’t dramatic.
Minho exhaled softly. “I’m sorry. I don’t.”
“I don’t care,” he replied easily. “I’m not asking about your opinion, though.”
Minho frowned slightly. “What?”
Jisung shrugged. “I just wanted you to know. That’s it.”
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What happens when Minho sees Jisung laugh a little too brightly in someone else’s arms, and he’s forced to watch as a pretty blond guy leans in and kisses Jisung’s cheek like it’s the most natural thing in the world?
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"I was wondering..." He hesitates, then continues in a rush, "I know this is weird to ask, but... would you teach me? How to do… kissing and stuff? I feel comfortable with you." His face reddens deeply, and he looks down at his lap.
The hurt swells in his chest, but he pushes it down, forcing his features into something neutral.
The request hangs between them like a live wire. Minho's pulse thunders in his ears, his mouth going dry.
Minho's breath comes faster now, his hands unsteady where they grip the couch cushions. He wants this - god, he's wanted this for so long he can hardly believe it's happening. But the reality of it makes his stomach twist. Jisung wouldn’t be kissing Minho because he wants to, but because he wants to learn. He can feel Jisung's gaze on him, warm and expectant, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to lean in immediately.
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One night during their weekly movie nights Jisung confesses to Minho he’s never been kissed and that he’s scared to confess to the guy he likes because of his lack of experience. Obviously the only logical thing to do is to ask his best friend to teach him, right? -
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“Oh, startled-squirrel mode,” Minho smirked. “Sorry for overstepping.”
“You think I’m scared?” Jisung’s voice deepened slightly. “Your assumptions are based on nothing, hyung.”
“Okay,” Minho patted his lap. “Sit here. Let’s see how well you listen.”
Minho and Jisung are ordinary best friends. That is, until one night Jisung slips into subspace and right into Minho’s arms.