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It starts with an accidental bite.
How did Chan and Jeongin end up here? Is there even a point of asking? After all, one way or another, this is their lives now.
Meanwhile Felix, Seungmin, and Changbin have a secret, and Hyunjin is wondering whether it will help him to talk about his.
Chan only vaguely registers Han pressing on his mark from Minho and his shoulders relaxing as he regains his composure.
Because Chan, on the other hand, does not regain his composure. In fact, in what will later be incredibly fucking embarrassing to remember, he slides off his chair and drops to his knees before he can even think about what he’s doing. He inhales deep, and long, and slow.
“You smell good…” he half-breathes, half slurs.Bookmarked by kas (solangelogarbage)
22 Jul 2026
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When Minho first meets Jisung, he’s been given six months to live.
“Could be a year, if he’s lucky,” says Chan, the man who answers the door for Minho and introduces himself as Jisung’s best friend.
Jisung, the tiny, wisp of a thing sitting in a wheelchair with a pink beanie on his head and a green knit blanket covering his lap, smiles mildly. “Channie’s an optimist,” he says. He waits until the other man walks into a different room to add, “I’ve never been lucky.”
(Or: Jisung is dying. Minho gets hired as his death doula.)
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21 Jul 2026
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In which Jisung wears scent blockers and Minho smells like cinnamon.
or: Jisung doesn’t check the weather forecast, and a random alpha with a sweet smile turns his world upside down by offering a hug and starting an odd conversation
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22 Jun 2026
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Two clammy hands cradle an empty bottle of heat suppressants like a corpse.
He gives the bottle a meager little shake. Nothing rattles within.
Panic settles in and Jisung jerks to life. He fights with the childproof cap—resorting to using the cuff of his sweater to help since his hands are useless—and stares, in disbelieving agony, into a barren bottle.
The tears come on so quickly that he doesn’t even register a way to stop them before they’re rolling down his cheeks and landing on the label that he’s considered his religion for over 365 days.
Take 2 pills 1x a day. Failure to do so will have immediate effects and could lead to flash heat(s).
Or: Jisung’s suppressants run out on a bus. He starts panicking, until a quiet alpha switches seats and whispers, “Breathe. I’ve got you.”
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20 Jun 2026