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Minho has so much money in his bank account that he pays Jisung much more than they had initially agreed on. So much more that Jisung gained a kind of financial security that allowed him to stop going out with other clients two months into their arrangement; enough that Jisung could pull through for a few months if Minho decided to let him go.
But Minho takes him by the hand and he doesn’t look like he wants to.
(Jisung is an Arts student in need of money, and Minho is a rich guy in need of a fake boyfriend.)
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Minho is rear-ended on his way home from work.
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Everyone thinks that the mafia doesn't have a heart.
It doesn't beat.
It doesn't pulse.
It doesn't speed or even slow down.But when Han Jisung comes into the picture the heart beats and it beats only for him strongly as if saying his name.
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When Han Jisung is sold to Lee Minho all he wants to do is die. But he's given a reason not to.
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"Jisung."
He froze, shoulders tense, his hand hovering over the doorframe. Slowly, he turned back, eyes darting to the man who still stood calmly behind the desk.
"Don't forget," Minho said, his tone almost casual—yet it rang heavier than anything else that had been said. "Your life isn't yours anymore. It's mine."
When Jisung’s troublesome classmate disappears, he tries to ignore it. But when he’s dragged to a club, he witnesses a murder—and suddenly, he’s trouble Minho just can’t ignore.
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- Part 1 of trouble comes in two
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This only makes Jisung more outraged.
He says, “You’re so full of shit, you don’t even—”
Minho’s arm shifts again.
Only a little. Only enough that his hand moves from where it had rested easily over Jisung’s chest, up, to his neck. His palm settles there easy, thumb and fingers splaying out effortlessly on either side of his jugular. He doesn’t do anything, doesn’t press. He doesn’t do anything more than simply rest his hand there.
It steals Jisung’s words away anyway.
“I told you already, jagi,” Minho says quietly. He taps the side of Jisung’s neck, soft. Nice and light. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Confidently, Jisung claims no one can fuck him as well as his ex. Minho disagrees.
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The Jisung standing in the kitchen doorway is unlike any of Minho’s memories.
He’s grown out of his awkward gawkiness entirely. His tousled hair curls at his nape, stylishly cut. He has what look like designer glasses perched on his nose, and he’s wearing a shirt that draws attention to both his broad shoulders and slight waist. When he catches Minho’s eye, he gives him a familiar smile—once sweet and goofy as a preteen, now totally disarming.
He’s horrendously Minho’s type. Like, embarrassingly.
His mind spins and spins until he can’t make out any singular thought in the chaos. His inner monologue is one solid, whirring thing.
“Been a long time since I had a proper bug sighting,” he says, trying not to sound as winded as he feels. He’s staring. He can’t help it. He’s looking at an apparition of the kind of pretty-eyed guy he’d approach in a bar, here in Chan’s nice kitchen, wearing little Jisung’s smile.
When Minho reconnects with his childhood friends, he finds himself struggling with unexpected feelings for Chan's little brother Jisung.
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Jisung turns his head to give Minho an angry squint. “I feel like you’re trying to trick me. I don’t know how, or for what reason, but you are.”
Minho isn’t looking at him anymore, scrolling on his phone, gracing Jisung with his ridiculous side profile. “I would never trick you,” he says, voice as flat as the plains of Colorado.
“That sounds like something someone who’s trying to trick me would say.”
“Jisung.”
“What.”
“Come here.” He clicks his phone off and sets it on the nightstand between their beds, then pats his thigh.
“What?” Jisung short circuits for a moment. Minho wants him to… what? Sit on his thigh? Isn’t that a little forward? That has to be skipping at least ten steps. They’ve only known each other for, like, less than 72 hours. And a majority of that was spent antagonizing one another.
“I said come here.” And he pats his thigh again as if that’s a completely normal thing to do.
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jisung goes on the most miserable road trip of his life and meets a hitchhiker named rhino.
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Knowing that he shouldn’t feel like an unwanted, broken loser doesn’t actually make him feel any less like an unwanted, broken loser. Funny, isn’t it?
Jisung is embarrassed about still being a virgin. Minho offers his help. You know, as any good friend would.
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The only thing Han Jisung wants for Christmas is to sit in Santa's lap... preferably while naked and sweaty. Too bad he has zero confidence and is terrified of getting his heart broken. Good thing Santa's little helpers want him to be happy and aim to get the omega exactly what he wants.
“Do you think if I told him I’m on the naughty list he would spank me instead of giving me coal?”
“Um… excuse me?”
________“I was thinking…” Minho awkwardly shuffles his feet trying to build up the courage to speak his mind. “…it’s Christmas Eve and your nieces said you’ve been good this year.”
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- Part 1 of Santa's Helpers
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“But aren’t you interested?” Hyunjin asks, knowingly.
“Of course I am, I’m not blind.” Jisung rolls his eyes.
“It’s more than the way he looks, Sungie,” sighs Hyunjin, wringing his hands under his chin dramatically, “I just know you two would be perfect together.”
Felix looks affectionately at his boyfriend, who has always been the more romantic of the two. “We know you do, sweetie. But if Sungie doesn’t want to be pushed, we should let him make his own decisions.”
“Thank you,” Jisung says, pleasantly surprised at Felix coming to his defense.
“Besides,” Felix continues as if he hasn’t heard Jisung at all, “Minho is going to decide for him. He was looking at Jisung like he wanted to eat him alive.”
Jisung is trying to make his house into the home of his dreams, but everything keeps going wrong. When bees take over his kitchen, Jisung enlists the help of Minho, a gorgeous and emotionally repressed beekeeper. Their chemistry is off the charts, but will it end sweet or will someone get stung?
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When Minho spoke again his voice was determined. “Put me on speakerphone.”
Jisung didn't want to move the phone and lose the sensation of Minho breathing against his ear.
“Why?” he panted feebly.
“You're going to need both hands,” the older boy said, his words making Jisung's insides clench tightly and he groaned in the back of his throat.
“I'll talk you through it so you won't have to do it alone,” Minho murmured.
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Jisung suddenly goes into heat despite having lived all his life as a Beta. The unexpected change of his secondary gender is confusing not only to him but also to his band members, and he struggles to understand the new impulses that seem to overtake his body whenever Minho is near.
Mostly about MinSung but HyunLix appears as a side couple.
Stay patient for eventual fluff and smut.
Russian translation (in progress) can be found here
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"You're tied to a chair."
"Loosely tied," Jisung corrects. "I could've gotten out eventually. Probably."
"Han," Minho says, "my guys are starting to think you're a training exercise."
Jisung laughs, genuine and bright. "Tell them I'm happy to keep providing realistic scenarios."
or: SWAT team leader minho keeps having to rescue reckless genius detective jisung from situations he shouldn't be in. so what if the line between professional responsibility and personal attachment keeps blurring?
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They met when they were kids. He was so exhilarated to be understood, to have connected some loose circuitry and finally feel his energy flowing like it was supposed to. He never thought about that feeling, bright and alive with electricity, safe and complete, as something that could be romantic.
He truly never thought about it. Jisung was one thing, so he probably wasn’t another.
But he was wrong. Jisung has always been everything he could be, everything at once. A chameleon, a many-limbed cephalopod, a jack of all trades, a genius. Minho’s best friend, his longest companion, his greatest source of annoyance, of anxiety. His family, his dongsaeng. And now, the focal point of his desire.
Of course. Of course if anyone could push and pull at Minho’s emotions, his subconscious, his sex drive, it would be clever, oblivious, determined Jisung.
When Jisung announces that his male TA wants to date him, Minho nosedives into an obsessive spiral. He can't fight his own jealousy, the dense tangle of his repressed desire, or the increasing awareness that maybe they've been more than friends all along.
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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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“Here, baby. My chest is pretty hot.”
Jisung lets one of Minho’s arms slide underneath him, getting himself all the way into his embrace, face tucked on his neck. He can feel Minho's heart thumping, can feel the heat emanating from his skin.
Minho trails his nose down Jisung's cheek, getting to behind his ear, blowing soft puffs of air there as he takes in his scent. “Have been hooked on this scent for so long.”
“Ah- You have?”
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In which Jisung had a crush on his best friend's older brother, but never hoped anything would come of it, until one day Felix is not home and he ends up finding out about Minho's raging breeding kink and very much catering to it.
Or: they have a breeding kink and then they breed.
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“Who is that?” he asked quickly, interrupting him and grabbing his arm—maybe with a bit too much force.
“Who is who?” Chan looked around, confused.
Minho pointed off the field near the bleachers, and Chan followed his finger.
“Him. The one near the fence. In the skirt,” he said, seeing red when one of the baseball guys touched his cheek.
“Oh, Han Jisung?” Changbin asked, sounding surprised.
“He’s the newest cheerleader this year,” Hyunjin added. “And he’s incredibly hot, and he sure as hell knows it. I’d totally hit that.”
Or what happens when Minho, captain of the football team and star quarterback, meets Jisung, the prettiest cheerleader.
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Eight. One pack. One home. Alphas, omegas, betas—all different, yet all belonging to one another. They bicker over the dishes and make up over dinner. They grow weary and find peace in each other’s arms. They overcome hardships not because they are strong, but because they are together.
// or Chan, who works until dawn and forgets to sleep. Minho, who grumbles but always comes to the rescue. Changbin, who argues but is the first to make amends. Hyunjin, who is dramatic but loves the deepest of all. Jisung, who hides his anxiety behind laughter. Felix, who warms everyone with his light. Seungmin, who cares in quiet, subtle ways. Jeongin, who runs from hugs but stays close. Eight different people. One pack. One home. And an endless tenderness—one they don’t always show, but always feel.
Mini-stories about pack life: warm, funny, bittersweet, and tender. Stories about those who became family
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It's finally Jisung's turn to present- not at home though and certainly not prepared.
Luckily, it gets better, even though he never expected such a change- couldn't think of it to finally come true.
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Jisung presents at the studio and doesn't understand what's happening. Pack members to the rescue! >_<
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"“You’re a hybrid,” he stated, aghast and winded.
Jisung squeaked and brought his fluffy tail in front of his chest, hugging his upper body with it. His ears twitched above his head and lowered themselves closer to his hair. The stranger’s eyes followed each one of his movements, a mixture of fascination and hesitation overtaking the fear and panic. He blinked slowly, silent as he watched Jisung try to use his own tail as a shield."
Or: Jisung falls for Jeongin over a surreal spring. When Jeongin is stolen, he elects to do everything he can to save him, which includes teaming up with Jeongin's mate, Chan, and other interesting characters they pick up along the way.
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Han Jisung knew he was the ace of 4th gen. His members always reminded him, but even without their reassurance he knew. He knew so many things. But what he didn't know was how it got to this point. He was fine so when did he stop being fine?
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A buildup of comments, and thoughts leads Han to attempt to lose weight (aka ED) and develop GAD.