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“Is that Song of Achilles?” An unfamiliar voice asked.
Jisung slowly spun to face him, and to this day, he is certain his jaw dropped.
Because, standing right there, mere feet away from him, was the most beautiful man he had ever laid eyes on.
Jisung didn’t realize he was staring until the boy’s eyes were staring back into his own. He would almost call it shameless, the stare, but that would have been hypocritical, wouldn’t it?
He nodded faintly.
“It’s a good book,” The boy commented.
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In which Minho moves to a new school and befriends Jisung, who falls in love at first sight.
[primarily a HAN-centric fic with other point of views scattered throughout]
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i'll be here 'til the end of time <3 by e-elysium- (ridleyytheriddler)
Fandoms: Keeper of the Lost Cities Series - Shannon Messenger
14 Jul 2023
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POST-NEVERSEEN MARELLINH! <3
*Biana has been an Emissary, so she's missed a lot of stuff*
cross posted on quotev and wattpad!
https://www.quotev.com/story/15841027/ill-be-here-til-the-end-of-time/2
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There were so many things he didn’t know about Minho, and he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t starting to drive him a little crazy. He’s nailed the mannerisms and mentality of his parents, always knowing what to say and when to shut up. But Minho was a firecracker, unpredictable and always hot-headed. There had to be something he could do to earn the privilege of a simple conversation.
The opportunity presented itself like a challenge, something to do when Felix was a bit too preoccupied with other things to give him attention. He’d figure out what he had to do to break down Lee Minho’s walls.
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“Waitlist? Fucking bullshit is what it is.” Jisung muttered as he found himself able to enroll in only one of the five classes he had planned on for the next semester. Tens of thousands in yearly tuition payments and he can’t even get a fucking degree? Absurd.
Luckily his friends had taught him how to make backup schedules because surely there’s no way everything he wanted to take was full, it’s not like there are that many people on this campus. Right?
Alternatively: How Han Jisung bagged a baddie by accidentally enrolling in a dance class
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“So getting divorced costs like...” Jisung’s face scrunches up as he does the math, his nose wrinkling adorably, “hundred-forty times more than getting married? That’s insane. That’s a scam. Someone should investigate.”
They sit in silence, both staring at the unsigned papers. Someone drops a cup at the counter, the crash startling several patrons. Outside, rain starts pattering against the window, drops racing each other down the glass.
“What if,” Jisung says slowly, carefully, like he’s testing out how the words sound, rolling them around in his mouth, “we just... don’t get divorced right now?”
Or: The five-day marriage that lasted five years (and counting).
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Minho, a wannabe photographer, and Jisung, a quiet guitarist and writer. They had been friends for years - an endearing duo in a group of eight chaotic friends. All their friends joked about them being married, and the jokes got to Jisung's head so much he actually developed feelings. He thought Minho felt the same way, so he wrote a song for him, and intended on using it to confess his feeling. However, the day Jisung planned to sing Minho his song, a new girl transferred to Minho's digital photography class.
Minho was hooked on her, and Jisung's heart tore into two.
[Based on the song: She Likes a Boy by Nxdia]
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“Hyung, I want a tattoo,” he said, almost dreamily, leaning into Minho’s arm so he could be heard over the loud music. And also maybe just because he wanted to be closer to Minho. He could be a little self indulgent if he wanted to, okay? The older boy was solid and warm as always and Jisung felt secure standing next to him even with the large crowds around. Minho snorted.
“You’d cry like a baby. You can’t even handle when I pinch you,” he teased with a fond roll of his eyes. Jisung pouted and smacked Minho on the arm who infuriatingly continued to smirk.
“Do you think they’d suit me?” He asked, inherently craving the validation, especially when it came from Minho. The older boy’s gaze was piercing when he turned his attention to Jisung again.
“I think everything suits you, Hannie.” Jisung grinned.
It was settled; he was getting a tattoo.
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Or Jisung gets a tattoo and Minho really likes it and also really likes Jisung.