Parsimonia
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With their breaths entangled, high on the wave that they’re riding, Minhee whispers words straight into Jisung’s mouth. “I think you’re meant to be my wife.”
In for a penny, in for a pound.
OR: Minhee learns that there are only so many things you can run away from, and Han Jisung is not one of them.
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17 May 2026
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You ruined me but I still love you.
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“I hope I didn't put you on the spot with the cooking lessons,” Minho said, easing herself further into the water with a hand still tight on the pool ladder. “Don't feel like you need to take me up on it.”
“No!” Jisung was quick to deny- the swiftness making Minho smile again. “No. I- thank you. That was really nice of you to offer.”
Minho shrugged. “Husbands aside, it's nice to know you're capable of making yourself what you want to eat.”
“I'm not interested in getting a husband,” Jisung found herself blurting out before she could stop herself.
Her cheeks heated as Minho let out another laugh, not unkind.
“No, I didn't think so,” Minho replied easily, and something about the amused curve of her mouth had Jisung's stomach flipping.
(Forced to spend the summer before her senior year of college with her conservative aunt, Jisung can't believe her luck when the lawyer upstairs turns out to be the woman of her dreams.)
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26 Apr 2026
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Love: oil on canvas.
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Three boys, one apartment, zero survival instincts.
Minho is doing his best not to murder the new roommate with cutlery.
Jisung is doing his best to survive an ever-growing list of apartment rules he somehow breaks just by existing.
Hyunjin is doing his best to pretend that inviting a third roommate in won’t make their whole life implode.
Roommates AU with too much pining, weaponized free dinners, terrible decisions in love, and one very patient neighbor who did not sign up to feed an entire building.
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Minho bans Jisung from touching him ever again. One small problem: Jisung really, really wants to.
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14 Apr 2026
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Cliches that fit, love that works.
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“You’ve had it out for me all season.” Minhee’s tone doesn’t rise, doesn’t sharpen. If anything, it smooths out. “I let it slide. I figured it was rivalry, or you needing to prove something.”
Jisu scoffs. “You think I need to prove anything to you?”
Minhee studies her face for a few seconds, long enough for Jisu to feel it—really feel it. The assessment. The clarity. The lack of judgment. When Minhee speaks again, her voice drops low.
“No,” she murmurs. “I think you need me to see you.”
or; After months of dealing with Jisu’s bratty attitude, Minhee finally puts her in her place.
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After a long day of schedules, Minho and Jisung settle on the couch for a seemingly innocent cuddle.
When Jisung discovers Minho's surprisingly sensitive chest, their playful exploration quickly escalates into something heavier.
As Minho surrenders to the sensations, Jisung revels in this unexpected side of his hyung, blurring the lines of their friendship and everything in the process.
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Jisung finds Minhos weak spot. They fuck.