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AU modern-day slow burn where Jisung has to come to terms with his feelings after Minho gets a boyfriend.
Listen, I'm bad at writing summaries but the story-writing is better, I promise.
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19 Jul 2026
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A slipped digit at midnight connects two people who were never supposed to meet. Minho is desperate for closure. Jisung is just a barista. But in the dark, he is whatever Minho needs him to be. He’s safe. He’s anonymous. It’s a harmless game of pretend.
Until daylight hits, and the game gets dangerously real.OR: Stealing a man is significantly easier when he already likes listening to your voice in bed.
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17 Jul 2026
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Minho wants to fuck Mr Han.
Minho wants to fuck Mr Han badly.
He had moved into the house next door about three weeks ago, and ever since the moment his mother made him introduce himself, he’s been obsessed.
Sure, the guy might be forty, but he is unbelievably fuckable. Minho doesn’t think he’s wanted to fuck anyone this bad since… ever.
It isn’t even a dignified obsession. It isn’t the clean, cinematic kind, where Minho stands by the window with a glass of water and sighs very loudly as he quietly yearns.
It is stupid. It is pathetic. It’s Minho dropping a spoon into his cereal because Mr Han steps outside to collect the post in loose grey sweatpants and an old black shirt that looks like it’s survived at least three breakups.
Or: Han Jisung is Minho's older new neighbour. Minho is obsessed with him.
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17 Jul 2026
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“Master, I didn’t get it… that last position, you have to show me.” He couldn’t explain why, but he wasn’t ready to let this go, not able to wait until tomorrow. “Please.”
Minho kept walking with determined steps. Jisung hurried after him, and following right behind, a camera person was filming all of it. “I can’t practise on my own if you won’t show me.”
Minho still wasn’t answering. Arriving at a house, Minho stopped at the door, turning around, speaking clearly as if he were talking to a child. “You can practise on your own. Patience. You practise patience.”
The comedian Han Jisung and a group of other celebrities are filming the reality series Shaolin Souls in a temple far up in the mountains, where they delve right into the most challenging, pain inducing Kung Fu training you can think of.
Unluckily, one of the masters training them turns out to be the most gorgeous man Jisung has ever seen, immediately reminding him of the vow he's made to lose his virginity before the end of summer. But Shaolin masters don’t hook up, right? They don’t initiate passionate sexual relationships with the students… and they definitely do not fall in love, either. Or, do they?
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15 Jul 2026
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“Can I just,” he pants, tightening his grip on Minho’s waist. “Can I―fuck―what if I just … in between?”
In between? Minho turns to look at his friend in confusion.
“You know …” Jisung attempts (and fails) to elaborate, gesturing in the vague area of Minho’s ass. “In between.”
(Or: What starts off as Jisung drunkenly using Minho to get off so he can sleep, quickly spirals into a friends-with-benefits situation in which Minho is hopelessly in love with his best friend.)
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12 Jul 2026