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“Thank you for dancing with me.” Minho murmurs, looking up at him from his bow. He presses his mouth against Jisung’s knuckles in a feather-light kiss. “I hope to see you again soon, Jisung.”
Minho lets go of his hand, gently, and he steps back. Silently, Jisung watches as Minho turns around and walks away.
When Jisung gets back to the table he left his friend in, Jeongin isn’t there anymore. Seungmin and Hyunjin have refreshed their glasses of wine, and the dessert plates have already been taken away.
“Where’s Jeongin?” he asks them.
“A duchess from Honam wanted to dance with him.” Hyunjin replies between sips of wine. He smirks at Jisung. “What were you doing dancing with the King of Gyeonggi?”
Jisung’s mind reels, but there’s barely anything there for him to process. He looks at Hyunjin’s and Seungmin’s expressions, both of them waiting for him to tell them something, but all he can come up with is, “I have no idea.”
Jisung, Prince of Hoseo, suddenly finds himself as the husband to Minho, King of Gyeonggi. What intrigues him even more, however, is how everyone is intimdated by someone so gentle.
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25 Jan 2026
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It should be simple: a professional decision, a special moment for their fans, an unexpected anniversary surprise. That’s all this should be.
But Jisung feels the old fault lines in his chest shift and move along with his breathing, cracks he thought have long-since been settled threatening to make themselves known again.
“Jisung?” Changbin’s voice cuts gently through the haze building in Jisung’s head. His tone is careful, but probing, as if the turmoil isn’t internal but on display for everyone in the room to see.
“I’m fine.” Jisung manages, but he tugs on the collar of his shirt to make room to breathe.
He didn’t think this far ahead.
He didn’t think MInho would agree.
But he did.
Now, they have to see each other again.
They’ll have to sing the song that 15-year-old Jisung wrote after he met Minho for the first time because he was smitten and blinded by teenage infatuation and had nowhere to put feelings too big for him to understand by himself.
♡
After years of not seeing each other without the barrier of a screen, Jisung and Minho take the risk of sharing a stage again.
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25 Jan 2026
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“Can you.” He stops, watching the ember glow as Hot Guy inhales. He’s too drunk to not say the first thing that pops into his head. “Can you put that out on me. Please?”
They’re silent for a moment, and Jisung wobbles once. “Please, hyung?”
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25 Jan 2026
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“This year,” Jisung shakes his leg for a second, before pushing out of the chair entirely to stand. “This year, Esquire told me they want something new. Something avant garde, something that has never been seen before. They want a moment that shocks people, and they want to do it in a 16 picture spread.”
A 16 picture spread is massive - Minho was expecting maybe five, and he can see Mija’s shock out of the corner of his eye. Jisung smirks and rests his weight on his hands against the edge of the table.
“I told them I wanted to choose my model and set my own timeline. I’ve got the budget and connections, I just need the perfect muse. That’s where you come in, Minho-ssi.”
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24 Jan 2026
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It was that damn crop top…
Showing off Jisung’s stupid slutty waist and the little bit of his tattoo peaking out. Minho’s jaw hurts from clenching it the whole time lest he take a bite of that honey flesh. Not to mention Jisung’s sweet scent was all over the place, which didn’t make sense because his heat wasn’t due for another week.
It became glaringly more obvious however, as the night went on, that his heat was hitting early. Meaning not only was Jisung looking and smelling more and more delectable, but Minho’s alpha instincts were going haywire with the need to protect and claim his omega.
The second they got back to their apartment, Minho locks the door and turns to Jisung with a stern expression, his pheromones going crazy as he drags Jisung by the wrist into the bedroom.
“Hyung—?” Jisung starts, but he doesn’t get the chance to speak as Minho throws him onto the bed.
“You know what to do,” Minho scowls, taking off his jacket as he stands at the foot of the bed, watching.
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23 Jan 2026