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Bir iddia dahilinde agasını öpmek mecburiyetinde kalan Jisung, ölüm ve de kalım arasında trajikomik bir savaşa giriyor.
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Minho, Jisung'un berbat öpüştüğünü iddia ediyor ve kanıtlaması için kendisini öpmesini söylüyor, fakat ortada ufak birkaç sorun var. Jisung bir duvar kadar düz ve Minho onun en yakın arkadaşı.
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come be by my side baby, i'll take you on a ride
baby, i'll show you why im DIFFERENT
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Heart pounding in his chest, Minho has to forcibly suppress the automatic growl threatening to leave him. Some alpha must’ve broken in. Why is the scent so strong? It’s everywhere and heavy, like they’re worked up, or… turned on?
Following the scent, Minho hurriedly bypasses the empty living room. Their bedroom door is open, and Minho’s hands naturally clench into fists as he enters the room, expecting the worst.
The only thing he sees is Jisung lying on their bed—alone, naked, and covered in sweat. Minho’s brows furrow as his brain tries to assess the situation. The scent is overwhelmingly strong here, an alpha in rut. Jisung’s hips are moving. Minho steps closer to see why, but there’s only a pillow...
Minho presented as an alpha at the age of eighteen, and that made him a late bloomer. To be twenty-four and unpresented, like Jisung is? You have to either be a beta, or a complete biological marvel.
With betas being the most common secondary gender by far, alphas and omegas tend to end up in relationships with betas. Being an alpha-beta couple has always worked wonderfully for Minho and Jisung.
But now, Jisung is in… rut?
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19 Feb 2026
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Minho felt heat flash through him—anger, indignation, and maybe a twitch in his pants. "Accept the game or don't. But stop wasting my time."
Jisung stared at him for a long moment. Then he smiled.
"Deal," he said quietly. "But when you lose, don't cry about it."༺
Lee Minho absolutely cannot stand Han Jisung with his cocky smirk and his stupid blue hair. He doesn’t know anything about him, but he knows one thing: he needs to shut him up.How a strip poker game meant to humiliate Jisung ends up with hookups and genuine feelings, Minho doesn't know.
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18 Feb 2026
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"I used to be an idol." And at Jisung’s silent surprise, he went on. "Not from your generation. I debuted at seventeen, you might not even have been born yet." And if that wasn’t the perfect reminder for Jisung to not forget that Minho was, in fact, much older than him. Eighteen years.
"You said used to—what happened?" Jisung asked, because even though he knew an idol’s career had a limited lifespan—and that most careers peaked and declined after military service—Minho was still handsome enough to have successfully redirected his career if age had really been the problem. Minho could have easily become an actor, or at least a model.
"Ah, I got injured." Minho replied with a faint smile, and under the table, Jisung could tell he was gently tapping his left knee. "A fractured kneecap.”Jisung pressed his lips together, hoping Minho couldn’t read pity in his eyes. Because that wasn’t what he wanted to give him. Compassion, yes—but not pity.
Or: Through a series of events, Jisung finds refuge for a weekend in Minho's house, a former idol who revels in mountains' solitude. Together, they learn to not be alone anymore.
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15 Feb 2026
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“You can see me?” The spirit spoke. Jisung flinched at the sound of his voice, pitched higher than he expected. He could only nod.
The person looked at Jisung up-and-down, and smiled. His front teeth were cute.
“You wore the things I recommended.”
“I’m sorry, what the fuck is going on right now?” Jisung whispered.Or,
Jisung has a brand new, one-of-a-kind roommate.Bookmarked by denizhan
12 Feb 2026
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Minho was everything Jisung had ever wanted and never thought he deserved. As he learned what it meant to belong to someone else, he drifted between the pull of Minho’s love and the fading outline of the life he once knew.
He had expected love to be many things — affection, passion, infatuation — but he had never expected it to come with talons, hidden beneath the guise of devotion.
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09 Feb 2026