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“Do you know what love is, Minho-hyung?”
“I have an idea,” Minho says, and all at once it feels like both a lie and too much of a truth. He looks for something in Jisung’s eyes, but it’s not there. He knows that it’s not there.
or: three christmases minho and jisung spend together, and the lifetimes in between.
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26 Dec 2024
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"Are you still nervous?" Minho asks, retaining that addictive nonchalance to his voice.
Jisung releases a pathetic little laugh between his gritting teeth. “Yeah,” he breathes out. “Just a little bit.”
"Let me smoke you out, then."
Jisung makes the mistake of letting his curious gaze wander, allowing a mesmerized "How?" to escape him. He's done the moment their eyes meet, because then Minho's taking Jisung's jaw in his hand while the other holds what's left of his blunt, dark eyes trailing down to the lips he wants to coax apart.
"Open for me."
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Shotgunning: the practice of inhaling smoke and then exhaling it into another individual's mouth.
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19 Dec 2024
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“Sorry, I’m—” Jisung winces as Dr. Lee pushes his leg closer to his chest. A hand is braced on the top of his left thigh, spreading his legs further apart. “I’m not very flexible.”
“That’s okay.” Dr. Lee drags his knuckles down Jisung’s IT band, making his quad jump. “Feel how tight that is?”
Oh, no. Head, meet gutter.
“Yeah, it’s so—” he swallows. “So tight.”
“It’s pulling on your knee. Makes it feel like a nail gun going into your leg, right?”
“Something like that.”
“We need to loosen you up, yeah? So it won’t hurt so much.”
Jisung closes his eyes to hide how they roll up into the back of his head.
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jisung really wants to fuck his chiropractor.
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15 Dec 2024
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He knows that Minho’s kiss on his forehead and his grin as he pulls on his cheek and intertwines their hands - the image shellacked behind his eyelids - is nothing more than friendly. It’s just lover-like.
They’re lover-like but not actually lovers. The difference digs its nails into the walls of Jisung’s brain, screeching in perpetuity.
Jisung’s love for his best friend grows alongside him from his teens into his twenties and it’s the only stable thing in their fleeting moments of youth.
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14 Dec 2024
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Jisung shakes his head, biting back a smile. “I haven’t decided yet.”
“Let me know when you do.” Minho’s voice dips slightly, and his gaze flickers, just briefly, to Jisung’s mouth. It’s subtle, but not subtle enough to miss.
Jisung licks his lips, and sure enough, Minho’s eyes catch on. Bingo.
“Married?” Minho asks, clearing his throat, his gaze drifting to Jisung’s left hand.
“Was,” Jisung says, his voice edged with a scoff.
(OR: Jisung and Minho meet at a bar. Minho takes him home.)
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13 Dec 2024