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It takes him longer than it should have till he realizes, and he only does realize it when an 8 a.m. class forces him to wake up much earlier than he ever wants, and his sleepy eyes find Minho in the kitchen.
He probably needs pancakes with that coffee.
As Jisung eats away his pancakes with extra chocolate under Minho’s watchful eye, it crashes on him.
He can read minds.or: After a weird day and a thunderstorm, Jisung develops the ability to read minds. As he starts hearing Minho's thoughts, he realizes there's a lot more beyond what his best friend's casual teasing front lets on.
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Always asking questions, always trying to gauge Minho’s comfort, always checking in on him, asking if it was okay to do this, if he could touch, if he could kiss, if Minho wanted to be left alone. There were moments, of course, where Jisung was confused, or where he had unintentionally hurt Minho’s feelings, or even Minho with him. Early on, certain lines were accidentally crossed, there was miscommunication, misunderstandings, hurt, arguments, apologies made, things forgiven.
Jisung tried—still does try—so hard for his boyfriend. Minho’s perfectly imperfect partner who does nothing but try to make sure Minho is comfortable and taken care of. Over the years, one would think it would become a facet easily glazed over, easily seen as “just another part of their relationship.” But it only makes Minho’s heart swell, each passing year together making his heart so big in his chest he’s scared it’s no longer going to fit inside.
Or the one where Minho finds himself wanting to connect with Jisung in a way they haven't before.
(ace spec!minho & allo!jisung)
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Minho had always been a wildcat, there was a reason they'd picked a tiger for the pommel of his sword the day he was raised. It seemed that even Jisung did not understand he was willing to rip his claws out for him. Be domesticated for him, perhaps that's why he surrendered that power so easily. Because Jisung had no intention of using it to cage him.
Minho could be leashed to another to set him free, in the end it would always be Jisung's hand on the chain.Or: Minho is willing to pay any price to set Jisung free, Jisung won't let another bind him.
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- Part 2 of Steel, blood and sweet grass
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This only makes Jisung more outraged.
He says, “You’re so full of shit, you don’t even—”
Minho’s arm shifts again.
Only a little. Only enough that his hand moves from where it had rested easily over Jisung’s chest, up, to his neck. His palm settles there easy, thumb and fingers splaying out effortlessly on either side of his jugular. He doesn’t do anything, doesn’t press. He doesn’t do anything more than simply rest his hand there.
It steals Jisung’s words away anyway.
“I told you already, jagi,” Minho says quietly. He taps the side of Jisung’s neck, soft. Nice and light. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Confidently, Jisung claims no one can fuck him as well as his ex. Minho disagrees.
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“Well, okay.” Chan shrugs after a moment or two of careful consideration. “Nobody has to moan. We can just.. I dunno. Keep thinking, and maybe—”
“I can do it.”
This time, it’s Minho’s turn to snap his head up.
In fact, everyone snaps their heads up, all looking in the direction of the interruption, the finger-fidgeting ball of anxiety off to the left side of Chan’s laptop, looking like he regrets ever opening his mouth but—oh.
Oh, Minho knows better than that.
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Or: 3RACHA are struggling with their newest track. Minho and Jisung are happy to help.