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Hyunjin has been at JYPE psychiatric facility for six months, and he has no intention of leaving. He's perfectly happy deflecting questions about his feelings, tonguing his meds, and sharing a singular (illegal) iPod nano with Jisung, Seungmin, and Innie. So what if he can't exactly remember chunks of his childhood, and so what if the mere notion of rejection makes him want to rip his hair out? So what if he's running out time before he's passed on to the next inpatient hospital?
Felix has been a dancer for the Poirot Ballet since he was thirteen, and he has no plans of stopping dance (or his determined path towards perfection) any time soon, no matter how much his body wants to take him out of the game. So when he's sentenced to two weeks of mandatory inpatient treatment for a supposed 'Adderall dependency', he's less than thrilled. After all, he's been nothing but a perfect, moldable, emotionless doll for years. How is he supposed to fake a sickness he doesn't have, while keeping his actual 'illness' secret?
And why does that asshole Hwang Hyunjin have to be so goddamn beautiful?
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Jisung often dreamed in black and white. He saw keys, a stool, an empty crowd and a piano that outgrew him. And then came the colour, he supposed. Colour in purple bruises, stained bandages and red gloves that suddenly made it all better.
Or Jisung was a prodigy in a life he wanted nothing more than to forget and Minho was now the main event.
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Better Yet by bingchillen for Yourfriendlyneighborhoodficwriter
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
25 Aug 2025
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After his brother gets engaged, Jisung suddenly needs to prove to his family that he won’t die miserably alone. Enter his overly-generous neighbour he’s been hopelessly in love with since he first moved in, happy enough to pose as his date for an over-the-top engagement party weekend.
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Minho’s smile softened into a small frown. “The doctor said you’ve lost a few months of your memory, and that this can happen with a severe head injury.”
Jisung squeezed his eyes shut. “This is insane. So I just have months of memories I can’t remember? And not to mention, I can’t even remember how I got here in the first place? And no one wants to tell me?”
The stress was getting to him, and Minho quickly rubbed a gentle thumb over his wrist.
“I know, baby. I know it’s frustrating. But the doctor said you have to remember on your own.”
Or Jisung wakes up in the hospital from a coma with no memory of how he got there, or why his friends and his boyfriend of six years, Minho, won’t tell him what happened
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‘pretty flowers for my pretty boy’
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Bright, big eyes sparkling with utter delight. Nose slightly scrunched from his growing smile; plump lower lip stretched over his straight teeth and the cheeks. Round, soft-looking, grabable, perfect with the chocolate chip mole. Han Jisung must look positively pleased, he must look properly smug, he must look happy.
≪ ∘°∘♡∘°∘ ≫
Lee Minho and Han Jisung.
Han Jisung and Lee Minho.
It would be easy if it were just the two of them. Alas, it's hard when one plus one equals three.