Lymarmila



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    Daehyun [10:27PM]
    Thinking abt you, send pics??

    Jisung [10:34PM]
    hyunggg, can you send the lecture notes pls <3

    Pulling down his shorts and boxers, Minho wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and opened up his camera. He swiftly sent off the notes Jisung needed to catch up on before clicking Daehyun’s name, sending the picture intended for him.

    Daehyun [10:46PM]
    Lecture notes? I’m confused

    Jisung [10:49PM]
    hyung?? was this meant for someone else?

    Or: Minho accidentally sends a dick pic to his best friend and lecture notes to his hookup.

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    Minho’s breath was stolen when the boy looked up, his insanely wide, pretty eyes sparkling with embarrassment and worry, igniting something in his chest.

    He breathed in deeply, and the faintest scent hit him—sweet like honey. An omega’s scent. But even if he hadn’t smelled him, his soft features, wide eyes, and flawless face were incredibly omega-like.

    What surprised him was that he didn’t find his scent overwhelming. Usually, those with honey scents were far too sweet, thick, and sticky. But his was light, just enough to tickle his nose and make him breathe in a little deeper.

    Or thirty-seven-year-old alpha Minho meets twenty-four-year-old omega Jisung, who works at the new convenience store across from his company. He learns quickly that Jisung has an eight-year-old son, and that behind his admirable strength, is a deeply painful past.

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    31 Aug 2026

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    Minho smiled his conspirator’s smile, utterly devastating.“If niceness was the only qualifier then I’d be good mate potential. Isn’t that funny?”

    Jisung looked away. “So hilarious, hyung.”

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    26 Aug 2026

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    A garbled, dry laugh bubbles up from his chest.

    Yeah, sure. Of course. A wolf finds him, just in time for dinner. He doesn't even have the energy to panic, his body feels like it's dissolving into the dirt. Becoming one with the forest floor.

    Death by wolf. So on brand.

    The warmth of the wet snout vanishes and, weirdly, Jisung almost misses it. There had been something oddly comforting in the nosing. Gentle, even.

    Then someone swears, a soft voice that's definitely human. It nearly gets drowned out by the rain. Jisung hadn't heard anyone approach.

    "Hey," that someone says and suddenly there are firm hands on Jisung's shoulders, shaking him gently. "Can you hear me?"

     

    (Or: Jisung is an aspiring producer in a slump, following his best friend out to the countryside for a change of pace. What he finds there might change more than just his perspective.)

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    26 Aug 2026

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    “Minho, listen to me. Whatever you do, don’t bite him, okay?”

    “Bite,” Minho repeats foggily, liking the way the word feels in his mouth, between his teeth.

    “I wouldn’t usually be concerned about your control, but with you two…”

    “Us two.” He thinks about it. He’s never let himself think of them as an us before. Jisung continues to linger by the door, so close, painfully close. Within claiming distance. Just a scant inch or two of door between them.

    “He’s your blind spot,” Chan says matter-of-factly.

    “Blind spot?”

    There’s a short sigh. “This conversation is going nowhere. I’m coming over, okay? Minho? I’m coming.”

    “Minho?” Jisung asks again, and he can feel himself smiling, sunning in the sound of his voice.

    “Sung-ah,” Minho says warmly, phone slipping from his hand and thunking softly against the carpeted floor. “Omega.”

     

    Jisung presents late, panics, and hides it from his friends. As the weeks pass, Minho is haunted by a mystery scent that calls to him like nothing ever has before.

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