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“He’s supposed to be mine.” He weeps pathetically, wiping his runny nose with the back of his hand, “I’m still his, body, soul and entire fucking essence, so why can’t he be mine, too?”
Seungmin can’t answer that. No one can.
At least not without saying what Minho already knows, what he doesn’t want to hear but now has to face, sooner than later; because life moves on.
No matter how hard Minho digs his heels into the ground to prevent it, the world keeps spinning.
Changbin doesn’t love him anymore, probably hasn’t since he walked out of their flat and Minho’s life, and there’s nothing he can do about it.
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Minho’s doing alright, for the most part. He cares for his coffee shop, bakes cakes, orders take out with his friends, even goes on dates sometimes. It took him four years, but he’s finally starting to break free of the gut wrenching hurt of his breakup with Changbin.
All Changbin needs to ruin that progress is a ticket back to Hellevate, and a charming new boyfriend as his accomplice.
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12 Feb 2026
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“Are you calculating the odds of me letting you finish on my face?”
Jisung chokes on his spit. “Now that you mention it?”
“Five-hundred percent.”
“Perfect attendance in all my stats lectures, and this is what you say?”
Minho widens his eyes. Makes Jisung whine needily by pinching his nipple. “I didn’t know it was my perfect attendance that got me here.”
or:Han Jisung—statistics professor by day, gay porn star by night. Secretly. That is, until Lee Minho, his star student, randomly stumbles upon The Perfect Porn Video and gets to know thenot-somysterious guy.- Language:
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11 Feb 2026
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The moment the terrace door swings open, a grin spreads across Jisung’s face. He claps his hands together, voice bright with enthusiasm. “Okay, kids, it’s time! Doctor Lino is—”
The words die in his throat. His hands freeze mid-clap.
Minho stands in the doorway, he’s wearing a tight, short white nurse's dress, fishnet stockings, and glossy black thigh-high boots with impossible heels.Jisung’s jaw drops.
For a long, stretched-out second, Minho doesn’t move. The children stare. The parents, stunned into silence, start shifting uncomfortably. Then, Minho’s expression changes, his face twisting in horror as realization sets in.
“Oh, holy shit.” His hand flies up to cover his mouth. “Oops— I mean—” He stumbles back a step, catching his heel on the threshold and topples backward, landing unceremoniously on his butt.
His bag slips from his grasp. A pair of handcuffs clatters onto the ground. A syringe rolls out. A pack of condoms slides across the floor.
Or: Jisung hires an actor to play a doctor at his son's birthday party, but instead, Stripper Minho shows up dressed as a nurse.
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10 Feb 2026
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And suddenly Seungmin was not fine.
The sensation was new and unlike anything he had ever felt before with a forcefulness that threatened to make his knees buckle. Yet, it was soft, warm, and endlessly familiar.
It was the scent of vanilla. A buttery sweetness that seeped into him all the way to his core until there was a warmth that flowed throughout him. Without thought he was following the smell, somehow able to see the invisible trail directly to its source.
The vanilla scent that was drowning him in its potency until there was no room left for air, was undoubtedly that of an omega. Seungmin’s true mate was an omega. Changbin was an omega.
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10 Feb 2026
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Wordlessly, Seungmin extends a hand. Soft-looking palm, skin slightly flushed. Short, cleanly trimmed fingernails. Chan remembers all those weeks ago, sitting in the hotel lobby, mashing his eggs and wanting to curl up and die as Felix waxed poetic about Jeongin’s fingers, but—
Maybe Felix had a point.
And maybe this is what Seungmin means. It might not make Chan happy, but perhaps it can at least distract him from the unhappiness. Maybe that’s all Chan needs. Maybe, at least for tonight, that can be enough.
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Chan’s never been less sure of what love is, and more convinced he doesn't deserve it. Perhaps Kim Seungmin can change his mind.- Language:
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30 Jan 2026