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“Good luck breaking the news to your family that we’re not really dating.”
“Well…” Jisung drums his fingers on the steering wheel. “What if I didn’t?”
Minho blinks. “You’re not suggesting—”
“You’d have a place to stay for free, as long as you want,” Jisung interjects quickly. “Free food, anything you need. I’ll set you up with Hyunjin. My parents—did you see how happy they were for me? My mom already loves you! If we just… just go along with it, a-at least until Christmas, everyone’s happy, right?”
(in which lonely novelist Minho falls for Jisung through a dating app and flies across the country to surprise him for the holidays—only to find out Jisung looks nothing like his photos. Minho lets himself become trapped in a web of lies, somehow growing dangerously fond of his catfisher-slash-fake-boyfriend along the way.)
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Minho has never hated himself more than he does in this moment, because the first thought that crosses his mind once his eyes land on the face in front of him is please, please be the roommate, please be the roommate.
“Thanks a lot for letting us stay here,” the taller of the two says with a smile that’s courteous, yet still seems genuine. “I’m—” not the roommate, not the roommate, Minho pleads silently “—Seungmin. It’s nice to meet you.
Seungmin. The roommate. Minho smiles anyway, gives him a quick, polite handshake, and then turns back to who can only be his cousin’s boyfriend.
“That makes you Jisung, then?”
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“Why would someone steal my sweater?” Jisung dropped his head to the pillow and stared at the ceiling. “Do you think someone in the dorm is secretly in love with me and stole the sweater to feel close to me?”
“I do not.”
“I’m loveable,” Jisung ignored Felix. “That’s totally a possibility. They’re obsessed with me and couldn’t resist when they saw I left my laundry alone. I wear that sweater all the time, any proper stalker would know how much I love it. That’s obviously the first thing they would take.”
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“Someone stole something from my laundry,” Jisung pouted. “I told my RA, but he didn’t care. So then I went to the head RA, but he talked to my RA before he talked to me, and now he thinks I’m being dramatic too. He said they can’t help.”
Minho was properly appalled, “Someone stole your things from the laundry and they don’t care? That’s ridiculous. Whoever it is is probably madly in love with you and wanted something of yours.”
“Thank you!” Jisung knew he could always count on Minho. “That’s exactly what I said to Felix! He thinks I’m crazy.”
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“Do you know what time the library closes?” Changbin asks, mentally high fiving himself for not tripping over his words this time when Cute Boy meets his gaze.
He points at his ear, and at the same time the rapper starts to repeat himself, the other mouths the phrase I'm deaf.
Oh, okay. So Changbin is a dumbass.
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when you live and die and live again.
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08 Mar 2022