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This is it, the moment he’s been waiting for his whole life.
Everything he’s worked for, put to the test.
The preparations are made, all he needs to do is reach the final destination – his bunker.
But his boyfriend is a sentimental sap and now he’s catching his friends with no survival skills across the country, and Minho will be damned if any of them die and ruin his ultimate vacation plans.
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Even the darkest shadows can only exist with light.
Minho knew it was wrong, but it kept happening.
University life, family life, all of life is stifling, but at least there's Jisung.
In which Minho learns the hard way you can't run forever. Sometimes it's okay to stop and turn around. Maybe the light of a sunrise will be waiting.
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- Part 2 of Even A Fool Knows
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Chan really should not have allowed Changbin's best friend to live with them for a few months. Lee Minho is rude, abrasive, a real brat, and just plain weird. He treats their home like one of those touch tanks at the aquarium and seems to be under the impression that this is a hotel. Oh, and he stole Chan's room from him. Not just his room, but his bed too.
Chan really dislikes this guy even if he is pretty.
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Chan learns how to understand Lee Minho. Somewhere along the way, he learns how to fall in love with him too.
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Minho wakes up in a dirty alley with a ruined sweater and a problem he could've really done without.
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I don't know how to write summaries. This idea got stuck in my head and wouldn't leave so I wrote it down :) (:
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04 Jul 2026
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Minho felt heat slam up the back of his neck. His heart was beating like it had slipped into survival mode, every nerve bracing for impact. He clung to the counter with both hands, knuckles bone-white. “Minji,” he said, carefully - so carefully it hurt. “I need you to be completely honest with me right now.” His voice trembled like a bridge under pressure. “Did you go to the party across the street last night?”
The words burned on the way out. Not just because he didn’t want to know, but because he hated the person they belonged to. The tone. The suspicion. The way it sounded like something he’d heard growing up - cold and hollow and waiting for failure.
But this wasn’t about his father. This was about Jisung. Jisung, who encouraged recklessness like it was enlightenment. Jisung, whose porch was a revolving door of mistakes waiting to happen. Jisung, who was loud and smug and infuriating and - if she said yes -
If she said yes, Minho wasn’t going to knock. He was going to tear that man’s door off the hinges.
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02 Jul 2026