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From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.
Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.
Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."
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“Look, we don't have to if you don't want to. I remember what you said the last time we saw each other. I can walk myself back home right now, just say the word,” Jisung says, worrying his lower lip between his teeth. A nervous tick, Minho notes.
He considers it for a moment – sending Jisung home – but then he would have gained nothing from all of this. But he also doesn't want to lead the guy on.
“You should know I wear hearing aids,” Minho blurts, an attempt to sabotage. This is the part where Jisung will realize Minho isn't worth it. He’ll walk away, Minho is sure of it.
"I know. Chan-hyung told me,” Jisung says, “I don't care about that– or well, I do, but– you make it sound like it’s a dealbreaker–”
“Because it is.”
“It's not.”
Jisung's words kill Minho’s argument, leaving Minho staring at him in shock, his mouth hanging open.
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After years of accepting that he’ll never be enough for a relationship, Minho feels relieved when he doesn't receive a soulmate mark. That is, until he meets Jisung — another person without a mark, who makes him question everything he thought he wanted.
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“I’m calling from the Seoul National Medical Centre. We have you listed here as the emergency contact for a Han Jisung. Do I have the right person?”
(Three years ago, Minho broke Jisung's heart with a single phone call. It's ironic then, that the universe decides to return the favour.)
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- Part 1 of hbm verse
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After wishing on a star, Jisung develops the bizarre ability to see "lust gauges" of the people around him, displaying the current arousal levels of their owners. As if that weren't strange enough, his best friend Minho's gauge is always filled to the brim despite him being one of the most calm and collected people Jisung knows. Is something wrong with his new power, or is Minho seriously that horny?
Jisung figures he should take matters into his own hands―literally―before Minho's unhinged lust becomes a serious problem. Other problems arise, like worrying over Minho so much he has no time to use his new power to score himself a girlfriend.
That, and the complicated feelings that inevitably come with the territory of sleeping with his best friend.
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He stands and watches Jisung while coach rambles on about their week. Shit-eating grin, deceptively round cheeks, lightning in his eyes. Minho knows the type, he’s been in the game long enough. Cocksure asshole, boiling over with his own ego, toxic masculinity to boot.
Minho hates him, he doesn’t need to be proven right by talking to Jisung, he knows he hates him by the way Jisung smacks fists with Jeongin, thumps him on the back when they break to start practice.
“I hear he’s gunning for your limelight,” Changbin hooks Minho over the neck with a strong arm, heading down the field. “Better watch out.”
Minho scoffs. “Fat fucking chance. I’d like to see him try.”
(OR: Hotshot quarterback Minho hates cocky transfer player Jisung, but he hates losing more.)