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    When Jisung is between the cameras and his group members, he rarely has control over the nonsense that leaves his mouth. He responds naturally, bolstered by their presence; in so many ways, they make him unafraid to be himself.

    Sometimes, that gets him into trouble.

    Jisung and Minho make a bet that changes everything.
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    08 Jul 2022

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    Minho puts on an exaggerated pout and bats his eyelashes. “My husband is so neglectful, Jisungie. You’d treat me right, wouldn’t you?”

    “If I had a pretty little thing like you, I wouldn’t let you out of my sight.” He brushes Minho’s hair aside, tucking it behind his ear, and okay, fuck, Minho is getting a little too into this, heart pounding like he’s actually doing something illicit—besides sneaking off set to make out in the bathroom, anyway.

    And then Jisung’s fingertips ghost down from his ear to his neck, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps, and suddenly his fingers are curled around Minho’s pulse, squeezing lightly. “Especially since I know what a dirty little slut you are.”

    (or: Jisung is a little too into Minho's pretty wig for the family skit, and both of them are a little too into the whole affair shtick.)

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    05 Jul 2022

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    Dazed and confused, he gazed at the ceiling lights, orange, dull and dimmed. Sweat pooled beneath his back and beneath his head. What had he been doing? Why was it so hot? Ahh, it was so annoying. He frowned. The blurry spots of his vision gave no answers. Minho brought the heel of his palms to his eyes and pressed, digging them in deep. Minutes dragged and passed but the exhaustion and ache in his body remained.

    Defeated, he dropped his hands and found himself looking at a very familiar set of eyes above a mask, beneath a black cap. Jisung crouched over him, brows furrowed. Minho furrowed his brows right back. He was having a hard time getting the three Jisungs swarming in his line of sight to merge into one.

    "What?"

    He meant it as a question. It came out a weak mumble instead. Jisung didn't stop staring.

    "What are you doing?" he asked. There was something in his voice. Minho couldn't place what it was. Couldn't remember, now that it was asked, why he was here. He brought his gaze to the ceiling once more. It was a good question.

    "I was sleeping," he said aloud, thinking.

    Had he been?

    He must've.

    "Hyung."

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    Repost of The Theory of Happiness by Go_higher.

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    01 Jul 2022

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    It's supposed to be a one-time thing.

    Against Jisung's better judgment, it happens again, and again, and again.

    (or: they fuck to feel a little less lonely. somewhere along the way, they fall in love.)

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    30 Jun 2022

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    Minho thinks that falling for Jisung should come as a surprise.

    It should shock him, shake him to his very core like the rush of a thousand fans screaming his name--

    But it doesn't.

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    24 Jun 2022