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    The first time Jisung sees Minho in four years — the first proper time, not the glimpses during Chuseok and odd weekends here and there when he’d come down from university — he’s running his hand through his hair and looking so unbelievably beautiful Jisung almost falls off his bike.

    He hasn’t spoken to Minho in a long time.

    Or: in 2002, four years after Minho moved to college, four years after they stopped speaking, seven years after Jisung fell for him, twelve years since the day they met, Jisung and Minho fall in love again.

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    23 Jul 2026

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    As the song trickles to an end and Minho comes back to talk about whatever—at this point Jisung is too distracted to think straight or process what Minho is saying—Jisung makes up his mind.

    He copies the number on the screen of his tablet to his phone and, without a moment of hesitation, pulls one of his earphones out and makes the call go through.

    (Minho’s radio program is Jisung’s source of comfort and the only thing that lets him sleep at night. That is, until Minho starts talking shit about Jisung’s team.)

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    22 Jun 2026

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    Jisung shrugs, all too casual. “Just for fun. You know, for the bit.”

    “You want us to pretend to be a couple…in therapy. Just for fun.”

    “Yeah!” Jisung nods enthusiastically. "Just until the therapist figures it out.”

    Minho gives him a long, slow look that suggests he is currently measuring him for a straitjacket. “So. Two sessions, max.”

    It’s supposed to be a joke– two best friends and roommates walk into a therapist’s office, and pretend they’re a couple until the therapist figures it out.

    But old feelings die harder than old habits, and when everything they’ve been avoiding for five years finally catches up, Minho and Jisung start to realize they may not be pretending as much as they'd like to believe.

    or: Minho and Jisung are not a couple– or so they think.

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    04 Jun 2026

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    The ballet dancer’s soft voice breaks through the buzzing black and white static that fills Jisung’s mind.

    “Hello.”

    “Ahh–” Jisung stumbles over himself for a moment, chewing his lip to get himself in order. “I’m Han Jisung, born in 2000. It's nice to meet you.”

    Well. Shit. As if he needed anymore proof of how limited his ‘gift with words’ truly was. He shouldn’t have left the house, he clearly can’t be in society.

    The dancer’s face lights up in amusement. “Wow, so formal and polite. I’m Minho.”

    Minho’s smirk shifts again like mercury.

    No, Jisung corrects himself, Minho feels too assured to be quicksilver.

    It’s like the seasons. Like the spring melt. A change that brings relief. A shift so steady it feels stablising

    Or: Jisung is a poet experiencing major writer's block. He goes out to find inspiration when he finds the ballet dancer Minho.

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    05 May 2026

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    “What?” Jeongin prompts, leaning with his palm against the bar counter. “I said Minho hyung’s name, and your face got all red. Do you guys know each other?” he asks, and then— “I got a sense that was the case earlier in the firehouse. He’s not usually so relaxed around new people.”

    But Jisung’s mind is stuck on one thing. “My face got all red?” he asks, subconsciously bringing a hand up to his cheek to feel the warmth of his own skin. He does feel a little hot under the collar all of a sudden, but in that moment, he chooses to blame it all on alcohol. Even though all he’s had is maybe three sips of beer.

    “It did.” Jeongin grins. “So, what’s the story?”

    (For a firefighter with years of experience under his belt, Jisung should probably know just how easy it is to rekindle old flames. Alas.)

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    23 Apr 2026