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“I already told you,” Jisung can still feel Minho’s presence under his skin, hear the roar of his motorcycle engine deep in his core. There’s a certain fear when he thinks of him, like he’ll fall prey to an endless yearning. “That’s my best friend. We met at summer camp.”
“Sure,” Felix’s knowing smirk comes easy, bending a corner of his mouth. “And does Minho know that? That you’re just friends? He wants you.”
It feels like Jisung’s world freezes.
There’s no way.
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Some loves don’t heal, they haunt. They burn.
In the chaos of their youth, Jisung and Minho meant everything to each other. Years later, they reunite — one searching for redemption, the other carrying a lit match.Bookmarked by misohanie
12 Oct 2025
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the tension was unbearable. and minho was only making it worse by being so calm, so collected, while jisung was falling apart.
"minho," jisung finally managed to choke out, but his voice sounded weak, uncertain, like he didn't know what he was asking for, or even what he was trying to say.
minho's breath was warm against his ear as he leaned in just a fraction closer, and jisung could feel his body tensing, anticipating the moment when minho might do something. anything.
he didn't know what he wanted - only that he couldn't keep pretending this wasn't happening, that he wasn't drawn to minho in a way that was far beyond his control.
Bookmarked by misohanie
11 Oct 2025
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"what do you need?" he asked softly.
and that's when it hit jisung.
he stared down at minho, his oldest friend, the person who knew every corner of his heart, who'd seen him cry over stupid cartoons and defend him from playground bullies. the one who'd once held his hand on a rooftop and promised - half-drunk and half-serious - that if they were still single at 25, they'd date.
minho was always the answer.
"I need a fake boyfriend," jisung whispered.
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11 Oct 2025