i love minsung a lot stfu
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Jeongin is a socially awkward chronic overthinker who has a crush on the cute new office recruit, Hyunjin.
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Jisung is a nerd, alwways calm, sweet and gentle meanwhile minho is a cliché bad boy,cold and raw yet after many forced tutoring sessions together they will both realise that they have more in common then they execpted
What happens when black and white colides
A ying & yang storyline🩶🖤🤍⚠️⚠️WARNING, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A SENSIBLE READER, LOTS OF TW⚠️⚠️
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"The beat that he had heard too many times these past weeks kicked in, and Minho started to dance effortlessly. His body is used to the moves by now. But then he heard something that made him almost lose his cool. He heard Jisung’s voice. Not next to him. But through the big speakers. Minho almost missed a step. Almost. He kept dancing, but the shock ran down his spine. And when the chorus came and his harmony slid under Jisung’s vocals through the speakers, he couldn’t hide his smile. He tried. But it pushed through anyway, tugged at his mouth, pulled at his cheeks until he couldn’t fight it.
And then the part came — the part where they had to hold hands. His body reacted before his mind did. He reached out like always. But this time, he looked at Jisung with a bright, real smile."OR
Lee Minho and Han Jisung are assigned as partners for their final project at Seol Art Academy. Jisung distrusts dance majors because of someone who changed him more than he likes to admit. What starts as friction turns into a slow unravelling that Jisung never expected. It not only forms him, but the whole friend group too. 8 students, 4 different love stories in 2 semesters. All the numbers Jisung doesn't like.
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Han Jisung is just another music student-chaotic, loud, and always five minutes late to class. He lives alone in a modest apartment near campus, surrounded by empty ramen cups and scribbled-down lyrics. His closest friends-Felix, Seungmin, Hyunjin, and Jeongin-are his safe haven, the family he chose for himself. Together, they laugh, fight, and survive the mess of early adulthood.
But none of them are who they claim to be.Jisung doesn't know that the people he trusts most work for one of the most dangerous crime syndicates in the country.
And what his friends don't know is that Jisung has secrets of his own.
Everything shatters when Jisung uncovers the truth about his friends-and in doing so, reveals more of himself than he ever intended.The past has caught up with him.
And it never forgets.
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His handwriting trails off in the middle of a verse. He remembers why—Jisung had texted him a meme mid-writing, and he’d laughed so hard he dropped his pen. He never picked it back up.
Now, staring at the ink-stained page, Minho feels something tighten in his chest.
He reads the line again:
You make it feel like normal—
like the air still stays in my lungs when I breathe...He presses the heel of his hand to his eyes.
Then he sets the page down, picks up his pencil, and writes the next line.
Slow. Careful.
He doesn’t know it yet, but this is the song that will haunt him.
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In a Seoul where hybrids are bought, sold and disappeared, Han Jisung has learned one rule above all others: stay invisible. He’s survived years on the streets on nothing but sharp reflexes, quick fingers and the instinct to trust no one. When a brutal beating leaves him with nowhere to run he makes one last desperate gamble.
He wakes up surrounded by the most absurdly good looking people he’s ever seen. This is either very good or very bad and he genuinely cannot tell which.
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When Jisung laid eyes on a man so pretty not even the delicate dew of morning spring could compare, he was immediately falling — quite literally. In the few short moments his eyes strayed from the path in front, he walked right into a lamppost.
A dusty pavement and the throbbing on his forehead was the first sentence in their story. And even as the pretty stranger jogged toward him looking concerned and panicked, helping him back up to his feet, Jisung never quite stopped falling.
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Loving someone means changing yourself into what they want and need, right? Minho would disagree but alas, Jisung is no mind-reader.
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Lend Me Your Pants and I’ll Give You My Heart by ReadingCandle
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
10 Mar 2023
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Minho watched Jisung’s back as he stepped away, T-shirt quickly growing wet and weighty as he ran out into the rain. The backpack Jisung held over his head did little to help and honestly, Minho had found the entire thing to be pretty stupid; stupidly heroic and stupidly selfless.
And Minho wanted him.
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Minho wants to lose his virginity and decides to give it to a certain Han Jisung who can't seem to leave him alone afterward.
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Jisung is a hustler used to selling his body.
Minho is billionaire who offers something he’s never been given—time, conversation, care.
What starts as a strange arrangement slowly unravels into something raw and real. Where bruises run deeper than skin, trust is a luxury, and love was never supposed to enter the room.
Or
After a chance crossing of paths, a shared meal and a stolen item—they agree to terms.
No feelings, no mess. But the lie falls apart the moment Minho touches Jisung like he means it.
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Minho is cursed. He has to be. There's no other explanation for how he ended up with a ruined career, busted leg, and is now sitting across the table from the ex-boyfriend who broke his heart. And did he mention how he just learned said ex-boyfriend had a threesome with his best friend? Yeah... one hundred percent cursed... and definitely, one thousand percent not still in love with Han Jisung... maybe...
_________The roulette wheel of emotions, spinning since the week before when he’d first seen Jisung again finally slows to land on one… want. His bruised soul rustles inside of him at the realization. He still wants Jisung…
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Minho is just as beautiful as he remembered. Just as perfect. A flawless collection of delicate lines and sharp angles that had never failed to steal his sanity away. It’d been like that since the first time Jisung saw him. The handsome bartender the forbidden fruit in his garden of Eden. Tired of denying himself and desperate for a taste of sin he’d sworn it would only happen once.