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Two clammy hands cradle an empty bottle of heat suppressants like a corpse.
He gives the bottle a meager little shake. Nothing rattles within.
Panic settles in and Jisung jerks to life. He fights with the childproof cap—resorting to using the cuff of his sweater to help since his hands are useless—and stares, in disbelieving agony, into a barren bottle.
The tears come on so quickly that he doesn’t even register a way to stop them before they’re rolling down his cheeks and landing on the label that he’s considered his religion for over 365 days.
Take 2 pills 1x a day. Failure to do so will have immediate effects and could lead to flash heat(s).
Or: Jisung’s suppressants run out on a bus. He starts panicking, until a quiet alpha switches seats and whispers, “Breathe. I’ve got you.”
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05 Aug 2026
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Minho’s gaze is intense and unyielding. It’s something Jisung’s never felt or experienced before—being looked at like this. He swears he can feel Minho’s gaze tripping over every inch of his exposed skin, could feel fingertips brushing over his waist—like a stone skipping water, it just went on, and on, and on.
Here’s another moment in time branded onto his brain. If he could pinch just one, and let it carry on forever, Jisung thinks he may choose this.
Something inside him is cracking, splintering apart.
Jisung is stubborn, likes to get what he wants. Minho has been at the top of that list for as long as he can remember. They're close to strangers, really. He's just Jeongin's older brother, Chan's best friend. A passing ship in the night.
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07 Jul 2026
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It's funny, how you can wake in the morning and have no idea where the day will take you, where you'll be at the end of it. So many normal days pass without a thing changing. Ten, thirty, eighty, one-thousand days go by without a single incident. And then—
"Oh, Jisung! This is my cousin, Minho!"
—Minho.
Jisung thought he knew what love was, convinced himself as much. He's starting to think he's had it all wrong.
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06 Jul 2026
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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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25 Jun 2026