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The door opens, and a figure in various shades of yellow enters. His hair almost covering his eyes, a drawn-on smile on his face, not much taller than Jisung, but definitely bigger.
My toy.
"Hello, Jisung," he says, and Jisung can feel his fake enthusiasm. It sounds like he’s talking to a child, even though the man is at most three years older than him. "I’m Lee Minho."
"I’m taking medication that makes me shit without realizing it, maybe you’ll have to clean me up," Jisung says, trying to see some discomfort on his face. He wanted to scare him off so he’d leave quickly.
The idea of Lee Minho cleaning him up makes him laugh. Taking money from a desperate mother would also cost him dearly.
"I’m not going to clean your shit," Minho says simply. He doesn’t seem angry, still smiling, but his eyes aren’t playful. "It’s not really my thing."
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Jisung has cystic fibrosis, and his mother thinks he's depressed, so she hires Minho to be his friend.
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30 Jun 2025
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Jeongin was completely comfortable with the fact that his dad’s love came in the form of cheese buldak and mint chocolate chip ice cream and silly little gifts and bags upon bags of home cooked food and cups of coffee and lighthearted scolding, he always has been. But apparently, he actually does express his love in other ways. A lot of other ways. Through pet names and hand holding and hugs and arms slung around shoulders and kisses on foreheads and by saying it. He says it all the time.
Just not to Jeongin.
Jeongin's dad's new boyfriend invites him on their couples trip to Mexico. He sees a side of his father that he has never seen before.
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26 Apr 2025
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“Look, we don't have to if you don't want to. I remember what you said the last time we saw each other. I can walk myself back home right now, just say the word,” Jisung says, worrying his lower lip between his teeth. A nervous tick, Minho notes.
He considers it for a moment – sending Jisung home – but then he would have gained nothing from all of this. But he also doesn't want to lead the guy on.
“You should know I wear hearing aids,” Minho blurts, an attempt to sabotage. This is the part where Jisung will realize Minho isn't worth it. He’ll walk away, Minho is sure of it.
"I know. Chan-hyung told me,” Jisung says, “I don't care about that– or well, I do, but– you make it sound like it’s a dealbreaker–”
“Because it is.”
“It's not.”
Jisung's words kill Minho’s argument, leaving Minho staring at him in shock, his mouth hanging open.
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After years of accepting that he’ll never be enough for a relationship, Minho feels relieved when he doesn't receive a soulmate mark. That is, until he meets Jisung — another person without a mark, who makes him question everything he thought he wanted.
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23 Apr 2025
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From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.
Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.
Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."
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12 Apr 2025
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He knows that Minho’s kiss on his forehead and his grin as he pulls on his cheek and intertwines their hands - the image shellacked behind his eyelids - is nothing more than friendly. It’s just lover-like.
They’re lover-like but not actually lovers. The difference digs its nails into the walls of Jisung’s brain, screeching in perpetuity.
Jisung’s love for his best friend grows alongside him from his teens into his twenties and it’s the only stable thing in their fleeting moments of youth.
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06 Apr 2025