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"Did you hit the wall?" Felix asked, highly amused.
"Of course I did!" Jisung rattled, his voice rising in pitch. "I took my heavy audio engineering textbook and slammed it against the drywall three times. Boom. Boom. Boom. To tell him to shut up!"
"And what did he do?"
"He hit it back!"
Or Jisung being a rapper and Minho a dancer, their music disturbing each other.
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"There it is," Hyunjin says, pointing at Jisung's contemplative face. "You're not heartbroken, just horny and vindictive."
"You know me so well, baby." Jisung claps his hands once. "Now focus. Tell me what Mr. Lee is into."
Hyunjin blinks. "What?"
Jisung crouches in front of him, eyes gleaming as he takes Hyunjin's limp hands in his for good measure. "Does he like twinks with perky asses? Whiny bottoms? Come on, give me something to work with!"
"How would I know?" Hyunjin says and sighs like a man who knows he won't get out of this alive. Not if he doesn't play along. So he shrugs. "From what I know he likes expensive bourbon, cats and arguing with judges."
Jisung considers that for a moment, then nods. "I can work with that."
Hyunjin whimpers. "Of course you can."
Or: Jisung's boyfriend cheats on him. He decides to fuck his dad in retaliation.
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“Minho, listen to me. Whatever you do, don’t bite him, okay?”
“Bite,” Minho repeats foggily, liking the way the word feels in his mouth, between his teeth.
“I wouldn’t usually be concerned about your control, but with you two…”
“Us two.” He thinks about it. He’s never let himself think of them as an us before. Jisung continues to linger by the door, so close, painfully close. Within claiming distance. Just a scant inch or two of door between them.
“He’s your blind spot,” Chan says matter-of-factly.
“Blind spot?”
There’s a short sigh. “This conversation is going nowhere. I’m coming over, okay? Minho? I’m coming.”
“Minho?” Jisung asks again, and he can feel himself smiling, sunning in the sound of his voice.
“Sung-ah,” Minho says warmly, phone slipping from his hand and thunking softly against the carpeted floor. “Omega.”
Jisung presents late, panics, and hides it from his friends. As the weeks pass, Minho is haunted by a mystery scent that calls to him like nothing ever has before.
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“We kept crossing the line, pretending it was an accident,until it wasn’t.”
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Minho and his friends are planning a short trip, a sort of escape from their routine, without any big plans. By mistake, they end up with an extra ticket. Instead of wasting it, they decide to sell it online at the last minute. Minho doesn’t think it’s a good idea. But he doesn’t insist too much either.
Minho has always been certain of who he is. He likes girls. He knows what he wants. He believes he understands how things work, or at least tells himself he does.
Jisung has never had that certainty. At home, he deals with emotional and physical abuse, learning to stay quiet and survive while pretending everything is fine.
They clash, pull each other in, and blur every line.
Minho realizes his feelings don’t fit what he believed about himself, he doesn’t like girls. Accepting it brings fear of attachment, loss of control, and what Jisung awakens in him.
Jisung refuses to be an experiment or a phase. Between tension and distance, they keep crossing lines until nothing is pretend anymore. And once the line breaks, neither of them knows how to go back to what they were before.
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Han Jisung needs somewhere to live. Lee Minho needs someone to cover half the rent.
It is supposed to be practical.
Instead, Jisung spends three months making himself so small that Minho mistakes his absence for preference until one terrible week tears through every careful boundary between them.
A year later, they share groceries, routines, clothes, friends and a life that looks suspiciously like marriage to everyone except them. Jisung calls them platonic soulmates. Minho agrees, because saying anything else might ruin the home they have built together.
Jisung takes Minho’s casual hookups as proof that he is not wanted. Minho takes Jisung’s blind dates as proof that loving him quietly is the safest thing he can do. Both keep trying to protect the other by stepping back.
Then one date turns dangerous, and everything they have left unsaid is finally forced into the light.
or: two strangers become roommates, accidentally build an entire marriage, and spend 112,000 words insisting it is platonic.
