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“ Lee fucking Minho?” Jisung blurted, blinking in confusion.
It had to be a dream. Or a fever hallucination from too much instant ramen. But no - standing in front of him, was the Lee Minho. Korea’s heartthrob. Actor of the year. Walking Gucci campaign. The dude who made crying in a drama look sexy.
Minho didn’t even flinch. Just huffed out a breath, eyes darting to the front window.
“Hide me.” His eyes flicked to the door “ now.”
They’re falling in love in a convenience store. That’s the plot.
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The rumours about Chan are horribly incorrect. He's not an evil witch that resides in the deep dark forest, and he certainly does not eat the children people sell him in return for gold or petty revenge. Rather, he raises the children as his own, and he would say he's doing a damn good job at it, too.
Chan's life is changed for the better when he's paid an unexpected visit one Lee Minho and his precious son Jeongin, and Chan begins to find himself falling for the human and all his charms.
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Jisung had no idea what to expect when he opened his dm's that day, but it was definitely not a very muscular, soft torso, wrapped up in tight black fabric.
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Jisung has an online shop and the universe likes to play matchmaker with pretty omegas like him.
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“Hello?” Minho says, because it doesn’t seem like the guy on the other side of the doorway is going to speak first.
“Um, is... does Bang Chan still live here? Or Seo Changbin?” he asks, quietly, nervously.
“Yeah, Chan's my roommate,” Minho replies, unsure where this is going.
“Is... is he here?” The guy asks, frowning now, eyebrows knitted together. He seems... jittery. Like he could turn around and run off at any moment.
“Yeah, do you want me to get him?” Minho asks.
The man blinks a few times, then looks over his shoulder like he really is considering making a break for it, then turns back to Minho with his mouth pressed together. He nods, a short jerk of the head, “Yeah,” he breathes, “I’m, uh, I’m his brother.”
That gives Minho pause. “Brother?” he echoes. He can’t recall Chan ever mentioning having a brother.
The guy- Chan's brother??- doesn’t seem caught off guard by Minho's confusion at all. “Yeah. I’m Jisung,” is all he says.
Minho hasn’t heard Chan mention the name Jisung before either.
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When Minho finishes up cooking, he kisses Jisung as he hands him his bowl. When Jisung leaves to go to the studio, he kisses Minho goodbye.
It becomes just another part of their routine. Kisses good morning, goodnight, hello, goodbye, or just because. Nothing ever more than a short, sweet peck, never anywhere aside from in their own apartment. It becomes as easy as breathing, to kiss Minho and be kissed by him, like they’ve been doing it this whole time. Jisung can’t remember why they hadn’t been doing it the whole time.
They still don’t talk about it.
They’re still not together.

