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It’s natural—the way a volcano is natural, an ever-present threat, even when dormant, and yet people continue to build homes and lives around it. The way they don’t escape from it, only prepare as best as they can so that when fire and lava come flowing down, they’ll be ready.
Minho can only ever hope for that.
(or: a study of color, fire, and love.)
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15 Feb 2024
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"What's the story with this someone you’ve 'kind of started seeing'?" Changbin asks. "What are they like?"
Minho considers this. "Jisung? He's-"
"Wait," Changbin says, interrupting. "Jisung?"
Minho startles, confused. "Yeah, why?"
Changbin leans back in his seat, feeling KO'd, because what are the chances? Seriously. What are the chances Minho started dating someone called Jisung, and Jisung started dating someone called Minho, all in the very same week? They're common enough names, Changbin supposes, but still. This has got to be the biggest coincidence he's ever encountered in his life.
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04 Feb 2024
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“Hyung.”
Minho kissed him again. Once. Twice. Soft and wet, dew on a rose. “Hm?”
“This won’t change things, right?”
“No, jagiya,” Minho said. “This won’t change anything, not for me.”
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15 Jan 2024
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“Jisungie keep you up?” Changbin grinned, and the harsh fluorescents overhead caught in the corners of his mouth. “Does he kick?”
Minho glanced up, and his glare must’ve been harsher than he meant it; Changbin’s joking smile faltered in a blink. Minho softened his gaze with a shrug. “Couldn’t sleep,” he lied, and the rumble of his voice through his head hurt.
This migraine was a bit worse than his usual, but he could—he would—get through the day. If that meant lying to the others, then so be it. When the day was done, he could take some painkillers and sleep the rest of it off. Until then, he would be fine.
Changbin tilted his head. “You look like Channie-hyung,” he said, thoughtful. “Doesn’t suit you.”
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In which Minho doesn’t want the others to worry about him, and they take care of him anyway.
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13 Jan 2024
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“How do you just get roped into a bet for five hundred dollars?” Jisung snorts, sitting back down on the bed with one leg folded up beneath him. He’s still without a shirt, and Minho is having a hard time focusing while his tits are out like that. Jisung’s chest is unfairly sexy.
He forces himself to look in Jisung’s eyes, scowling when he catches the knowing smirk on his face. “I was being judged. He was testing me. That’s not the point—” he swallows the spit pooling in his mouth. “All you have to do is pretend to be my boyfriend for four months.”
“Sorry?” Jisung laughs incredulously, eyebrows shooting up.
“You heard me,” Minho grumbles. This is so fucking stupid. He realizes how stupid this is. “He bet me I couldn’t hold onto a boyfriend for four months. I told him I’m kind of seeing someone already, no big.”
(OR: Minho and his fuckbuddy pretend to date, Minho pretends he's not falling.)
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01 Jan 2024