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In a week, will he be able to spend time with Jisung like he’s used to? Will his new mate understand Minho’s need to see Jisung every day?
Will his new mate understand that Minho will always be in love with Jisung instead?
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or: minho’s mate is to be selected for him by the gods. he spends his last week coming to terms with the fact that he has to let jisung go.
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23 Aug 2026
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Jisung just wanted to feel pretty.
Short black skirt, soft lip tint, and a little too much hope for a night at the club. The train is packed. The man behind him doesn’t move away. By the time the fingers slide under his skirt and find out exactly why he’s wearing one, it’s already too late to pretend this is still accidental.
or, a stranger uses him in public — first with his hand, then with his cock between soft thighs — and Jisung can only stand there, crying quietly, and take it.
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20 Aug 2026
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Jisung only wanted water.
He sat down for two seconds and somehow ended up in his older brother’s lap with nowhere to put his hands and a very serious problem forming under him.
Minho, as usual, is completely calm about it.Jisung is not.
(He should have just stayed in his room.)
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20 Aug 2026
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Heat bloomed in Jisung’s cheeks, crawling down his neck. It’s his problem. He could feel his body responding, a deep, familiar pull starting low in his gut. His cunt began to ache, a slow, liquid throb that slicked him up instantly. He squeezed his thighs together, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure-pain up his spine. He risked a glance at Minho.
Minho hadn’t moved. But the line of his jaw was tight, the muscle working as he gritted his teeth. His breathing was no longer even; it was shallow, hitching. Jisung’s eyes trailed down Minho’s back, over the loose t-shirt he wore, to the place where his hips met the mattress.
Jisung realized he was not alone.
Minho was subtly, desperately shifting against the bedding, seeking friction for the hard length Jisung knew was pressing into his briefs.
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15 Aug 2026
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“Pretty boy. You’re so pretty, baby.”
Pretty. He’s pretty. He sighs. Jisung can’t tell if he’s imagining it, if the warm breath atop his head is just the physical manifestation of his thoughts leaving him, but it feels good anyway. Pretty.
“Too bad you behave like a slut.”
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02 Aug 2026