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There’s a solid line of warmth running down the length of his back; gentle, rhythmic puffs of air against the crown of his head; an arm across his upper body, holding him steadfastly.
He groggily tries and fails to remember how they ended up like this. It wouldn’t be the first time Minho has snuck into his bed, but Jisung usually tends to be awake for that.
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or, Jisung wakes up to what he thinks is a regular Friday — and then he does it again, and again, until each Friday is less regular than the last.
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24 Apr 2025
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Jisung won’t stop staring at him. Minho knows, because he can see him out of the corner of his eye, even as he stubbornly refuses to look back. Because he can sense the weight of his gaze pressing onto him, heavy and hot to the feel.
In theory, knowing that Jisung is back in the city has made the concept of stepping out of the house just a little intimidating. In practice, Minho finds he’s entirely unprepared to handle the fact that none of his senses seem willing to process anything but Jisung.
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or, Minho never got over Jisung, but that's not a surprise. Jisung unexpectedly returning three years after Minho broke both their hearts, however, is one.
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23 Dec 2024
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The assistant director lays the stack of scripts down gingerly, perhaps almost reverently. Minho folds one hand over the other and hopes it will be enough to hide the slight tremor that he can already feel setting in. His eyes scan the front page, before returning back to the title. There it is, bold black on stark white, all capitalised: RED STRING THEORY.
He blinks. He doesn’t quite know what he had been expecting, but this is not that.
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or, Minho has been Jisung's bandmate, best friend and self-proclaimed soulmate for years now — becoming his acting partner in an uncomfortably BL-adjacent drama won't change anything, surely.
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07 Oct 2024
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Minho keeps a watchful eye on all movement, even as the crowd respectfully parts for them. They could never be in any real danger within the city walls, but the habit of being hypervigilant when it comes to Jisung is one he will never be able — or willing — to break.
He follows closely behind him, a shadow personified, and does what he does best: protects him.
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or, Minho basks in the light of unrequited love for the man he has sworn to protect with his life, as duty and destiny loom overhead. Crown Prince Jisung, on the other hand, has never been one to yield to so-called fate.
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28 Apr 2024
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Jisung moves to sit back, lost and discombobulated, but the hand that unexpectedly settles on the small of his back stops him in his tracks. Fingertips slip underneath the waistband of his sweatpants as the action throws him off-kilter, trapping him against the heat of Minho’s thigh.
When Minho speaks, he doesn’t even lift his gaze from his phone to look back at him. “Go on.”
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or, three times Minho meticulously, lovingly pushes Jisung’s buttons, and one time Jisung gets him back threefold.
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07 Jan 2024