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Jisung has spent seven years assuming Minho merely tolerates him — an easy conclusion to reach when Minho spends half his time insulting him and the other half pretending not to care.
Then a storm closes the highway, leaving them stranded at a motel with one room, one bed, and several years of things neither of them has said.
or: omega in heat finds out that his brother’s bestfriend has feelings for him
Bookmarked by S3onah
23 Aug 2026
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Minho’s mouth falls open in shock. He’s never seen anything like this before. The look in the alpha’s eyes is so raw and desperate, so hungry and pleading, that it borders on pathetic. And then it hits him.
Holy shit.
Jisung is submitting.
(Or: Jisung has a late presentation, and it's nothing at all like what Minho expected it to be.)
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23 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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21 Aug 2026
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Jisung shakes his head, “Nope, I think we’re both too jealous for that. Right, oppa?” he turns to face a very still Minho.
Utensils clink with plates and a silence falls over the usually loud group before Jisung even realizes what just came out of his mouth.
“Oppa? Holy fuck you guys are kinky kinky.” Jisung faintly hears Changbin say next to him.
OR Jisung wants to call Minho "oppa". Minho likes it.
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18 Aug 2026
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Jisung’s head snapped up. Minho’s stare pinned him, unblinking.
“Your performance is slipping, Han Jisung. I’m responsible for partnerships and assets worth far more than excuses. Unless you have a damn good reason, I can’t afford to indulge personal issues. You’ve been careless, and I’ll have to—”
“No—please.” Jisung’s voice cracked. He lurched forward, eyes wide. “Please don’t fire me. I need this job. I swear I’ll fix everything. I’ll stay till midnight every night, triple-check everything. Just… anything to make this right. Please, hyung—sir.”
Minho's gaze dropped to Jisung's lips, then back up.
“Anything?”
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The one in which an executive secretary begs his hot CEO not to fire him - and ends up on his knees right in front of him.
Bookmarked by S3onah
18 Aug 2026