MisunderstoodWinter



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  1. Summary

    He acts so suave but at the end of the day, he's a pathetic loser whos a major simp.

    Instead of being creeped out, he smiled like a weirdo at Chay's picture wall and made him admit his crush like a little boy.

    #givekimhantaffectionchallenge

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    Vegas is the definition of walk him like a dog

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    Introspection into the boy’s lives. An analysis of why they are the way are with a serious discussion about mental health, kink psychology and learning how to love your partners despite suffering.

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    “Look at you..” Minho pouts, bringing Jisung to his feet. He’s a total wreck.

    “So desperate, so pretty and so filthy.”

    The words hit a certain spot in Jisung and he can feel himself start to tremble. The space of the bathroom shrinks in on them. It feels like they’re the only ones in the whole house. Jisung kind of wishes they were.

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    18 Dec 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 81

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    “You are the absolute worst.”

    “Not even a thank you for all the hard work I’ve done preparing us this breakfast?”

    Jisung glared at Minho from across the table, digging his fork into the fluffy pancakes and stuffing his mouth full. Fuck. How dare he be such a good chef when Jisung is still mad at him.

    He swallowed the heavenly pancakes, trying his hardest to look pained, “Your breakfast sucks.”

    Minho works as an agent and has been MIA for over a month. Jisung’s pissed about it, until he really isn’t. They have some quality time after.

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    17 Dec 2025

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    “I think that I’ve got you figured out from the moment I first saw you,” Minho says.

    Jisung drops his arms and steps back, inhaling sharply. His heart threatens to jump out of his chest.

    “Y–Yeah?” Jisung asks, almost laughing at himself for the delayed response. “Then enlighten me.”

    When Minho steps forward, Jisung steps back on instinct.

    Scary. Jisung is scared?

    Fuck, Jisung is definitely not just scared.


    Or: Jisung thinks he's straight until he meets a certain cat enthusiast who happens to be a huge fucking tease, and a dom.

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    17 Dec 2025

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    “You look pretty tonight, Jisung,” Minho says.

    Jisung shifts in his seat and holds back his whimper. He’s sweating.

    “Thank you, Minho,” he says.

    Minho raises an eyebrow.

    “I mean– Thank you, Sir,” Jisung corrects himself. His hands are on his lap, gripping the hem of his skirt and fiddling with his fishnet tights.

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    Or: Minho fucks with Jisung in a restaurant (in both meanings of the word)

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    14 Dec 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 63

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    The first, black shirt stretched so tight it clung to his chest.
    Short sleeves straining over thick biceps.
    Veins ran up his arms.
    Catching the glow every time his hand shifted around his glass.
    His hair was a mess of curls brushing just past his nape.
    Glossy black under the lights.
    And when he laughed, his eyes curved into crescents.
    Dimples cutting into his cheeks like he’d been designed to ruin people.

    God, Felix was going to eat him alive.

    The second sat angled back.
    Lazy but lethal.
    Black pants hugging his thighs.
    Fabric pulling tight over muscle.
    His hair was darker at the roots, fading into blue at the ends.
    Like the light itself had touched him.
    Sharp feline eyes swept the room, cutting clean.
    Side profile so severe it could’ve carved glass.
    Arms crossed.
    Forearms thick under ink.

    Jisung didn’t need more than a second.
    His brain made the call.
    Mine.

     

    OR: the one with birthday sex, shots, pancakes, and emotionally devastating pet names.

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    03 Dec 2025