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jisung and minho have everything: routine, intimacy, safety. when jisung starts to fear it’s just habit, distance follows, and they’re forced to relearn how to choose each other.
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25 Jun 2026
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“There are two rooms, and the lodge is more than big enough for two adults. We’re both relatively sane, which is always a bonus. You couldn’t murder me, though it’d be fun to see you try, and I promise I’ll try not to murder you.” Minho blinked guilelessly, apparently at the end of his speech. “Stay.”
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When Jisung arrives at his vacation house to find it double booked, his options are to return home, tail tucked between his legs, or learn to cohabit with the handsome, enigmatic stranger already occupying the lodge.
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30 Jan 2026
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There’s a solid line of warmth running down the length of his back; gentle, rhythmic puffs of air against the crown of his head; an arm across his upper body, holding him steadfastly.
He groggily tries and fails to remember how they ended up like this. It wouldn’t be the first time Minho has snuck into his bed, but Jisung usually tends to be awake for that.
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or, Jisung wakes up to what he thinks is a regular Friday — and then he does it again, and again, until each Friday is less regular than the last.
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31 Dec 2025
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It feels so natural. Like two rivers, winding and weaving through the landscape of their lives. When the waters first meet, it’s gentle, tentative, until they push through with just a bit of force. Fully crumbling the dam of hesitation, of fear, two separate paths merging into one.
“I want your room to be our bedroom,” Minho says, and… it’s alright. Minho could probably say he wants them to live in a cardboard box in Japan and Jisung would simply ask when they’re moving and if he can bring his guitar.
“Okay.”
“I love you.”or:Jisung and Minho have a night.Bookmarked by velhox
27 Dec 2025
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Admittedly, it would be far easier to tell Jisung he’s hot as hell than for Minho to confess he likes him. Desire is clean, elemental— it flares and burns. And attachment is tying one’s wrists in silk cord and setting down on a silver platter, offering not only the body but the marrow inside it. To like someone is to invite consumption. To like, love someone is to sharpen the knife for them.
Minho likes to think he doesn’t surrender to things. Not to feelings, not to Jisung, not to fleeting moments of warmth. It’s all painfully untrue. And for someone struggling with sincerity —his therapist’s delicate euphemism— it is entirely expected. Truth is a currency he spends sparingly, and only when it suits him.
or: Minho works in a tattoo shop in Paris—and so does Jisung, which is the beginning of every problem worth having.
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04 Oct 2025