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Minho doesn't do relationships, so Jisung's not even going to worry about that until he has to.
No, this plan is purely about getting all his weird thoughts and urges out of his system. He is going to get his once-in-a-lifetime-experience of going to pound town with Stray Kids' Lee Minho, then he is going to forget about it and move on.
It's brilliant. It's also failing.
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28 Jan 2026
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“Okay so get ready for… Pepero Challenge!”
They both look each other in the eyes. Fuck.“But… with rice cakes instead! Isn’t that so cool?”
Nope. No. Not cool at all.[Or: Minho and Jisung are in a questionably heated friendship and a game of pepero makes their relationship become even steamier]
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25 Jan 2026
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Jisung lets him have it.
When Minho wants to fluster him in front of the members and staff, calling him cute until he's a blushing mess, he lets him have it.
He lets Minho have his nonchalant world building of little moments that form a carefully crafted narrative of control.
But it's in the moments when that careful control slips that Jisung lets Minho really have it.
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- Part 2 of control
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22 Jan 2026
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Jisung is in love with Minho. Minho is in love with Jisung. None of them can admit it. None of them can say it.
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Chan knocked on Jisung’s door. He opened the door slightly and could hear the sniffles. There was no answer.“It’s me Chan” he said. At this he heard him say “I’m ok hyung”
”No you’re not Hannie” he said as he climbed into bed with him and hugged him from behind. Jisung had been facing the wall. At the feel of his hug Jisung burst out crying.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Chan asked.
”No” Jisung whispered.
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18 Jan 2026
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“A heart’s a heavy burden,” Jisung says, along with Sophie’s character. He clutches his chest, entranced by the movie. Jisung is unreal, Minho thinks.
Howl loves Sophie, and Sophie loves Howl. No matter the age, the time, the place.
“I love you, Jisung,” Minho whispers, before he can even process the words leaving his mouth.
Jisung’s eyes are on him now, pulled away from the screen. They are wide, scared, uncertain at best. Minho snakes his fingers between Jisung’s. Both of their hands are damp, clammy, but that’s okay. He squeezes, roles reversed. Maybe Minho’s the one timing the beat now, hoping Jisung can match the pace of his heart. Ba-bump, ba-bump.
(OR my fictional perception of how minsung came to be)
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17 Jan 2026