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“Hey, it’s pretty hot out so I figured I’d get you a drink.”
Unfortunately, it turned out the hot biker chick of his dreams didn’t exist after all.
In her place, was a decidedly more masculine form than what he’d just been fantasising about, visor raised to reveal piercing feline eyes.
His voice wasn’t particularly deep, more light and airy. But definitely not the sultry, feminine tone he’d originally been hoping for. Still. Jisung was nothing if not polite. Most of the time, at least.“Oh… Thank you bro, appreciate that, that’s awesome.”
“Of course. I thought you’re pretty cute, I was wondering if I could get your digits…”
What.
The.
Fuck‽
This whole exchange was not going how Jisung had envisioned at all.
Luckily for this guy though, Jisung was perfectly capable of letting somebody down without being insulting about it.“Ah… I don’t swing that way bro, sorry.”
The stranger didn’t miss a beat.
“You don’t even have to swing, all you have to do is sit.”
Or: What happens when totally, absolutely, 100% straight Jisung meets a stranger at the petrol station?
Bookmarked by 7Milky_Way
05 Jul 2026
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“Hey, it’s pretty hot out so I figured I’d get you a drink.”
Unfortunately, it turned out the hot biker chick of his dreams didn’t exist after all.
In her place, was a decidedly more masculine form than what he’d just been fantasising about, visor raised to reveal piercing feline eyes.
His voice wasn’t particularly deep, more light and airy. But definitely not the sultry, feminine tone he’d originally been hoping for. Still. Jisung was nothing if not polite. Most of the time, at least.“Oh… Thank you bro, appreciate that, that’s awesome.”
“Of course. I thought you’re pretty cute, I was wondering if I could get your digits…”
What.
The.
Fuck‽
This whole exchange was not going how Jisung had envisioned at all.
Luckily for this guy though, Jisung was perfectly capable of letting somebody down without being insulting about it.“Ah… I don’t swing that way bro, sorry.”
The stranger didn’t miss a beat.
“You don’t even have to swing, all you have to do is sit.”
Or: What happens when totally, absolutely, 100% straight Jisung meets a stranger at the petrol station?
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Forced into a marriage he had no say in and humiliated by the coldness he finds there, Jisung makes it his mission to become a thorn in his husband’s carefully controlled life.
He’s a moth flying closer and closer to a flame—and he is just angry enough to dream of burning.
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Bookmarked by 7Milky_Way
21 Jun 2026
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HOLY SHIT THIS IS AMAZINGGGGG AAAAAAA
Forced into a marriage he had no say in and humiliated by the coldness he finds there, Jisung makes it his mission to become a thorn in his husband’s carefully controlled life.
He’s a moth flying closer and closer to a flame—and he is just angry enough to dream of burning.
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Jisung moved to the desk by the window, setting the hefty manual aside with a soft thud. He needed a plan. Running his fingers through his already messy hair, he pulled his worn notebook from his backpack. The same one filled with half-finished lyrics and melody ideas that came to him at 3 AM. Flipping to a clean page, Jisung clicked his pen several times as he stared at the blank paper. Cat Sitting for Dummies, he wrote at the top of the page, underlining it twice for emphasis. Or how to make Minho's cats fall in love with me in ten steps. This was just like studying for an exam, right? Break it down into manageable chunks. He glanced over at Minho's encyclopedia of cat care, feeling his stomach tighten. Step One: Convince Minho and his cats that I already understand the mysterious creatures I'm about to cohabitate with.
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Or: Broke grad student Jisung takes a cat sitting job despite knowing nothing about cats. He concocts a plan to make sure Minho and his cats don’t want to fire him (only to end up wanting to keep them forever).
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Bookmarked by 7Milky_Way
05 Jun 2026
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Jisung moved to the desk by the window, setting the hefty manual aside with a soft thud. He needed a plan. Running his fingers through his already messy hair, he pulled his worn notebook from his backpack. The same one filled with half-finished lyrics and melody ideas that came to him at 3 AM. Flipping to a clean page, Jisung clicked his pen several times as he stared at the blank paper. Cat Sitting for Dummies, he wrote at the top of the page, underlining it twice for emphasis. Or how to make Minho's cats fall in love with me in ten steps. This was just like studying for an exam, right? Break it down into manageable chunks. He glanced over at Minho's encyclopedia of cat care, feeling his stomach tighten. Step One: Convince Minho and his cats that I already understand the mysterious creatures I'm about to cohabitate with.
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Or: Broke grad student Jisung takes a cat sitting job despite knowing nothing about cats. He concocts a plan to make sure Minho and his cats don’t want to fire him (only to end up wanting to keep them forever).
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Falling in love was not what Jisung had expected. There was no big revelation. No ‘ah ha’ moment. Just a soft ‘huh’ in a quiet studio while Jisung stared at a blank notebook, the love interest in his song taking on the familiar face of his best friend and it just felt right.
Still, he had never admitted it out loud. Not even to himself. That would make it a tangible thing he couldn’t ignore. As it stood now, he could convince himself that what he felt for Minho was normal. The natural progression of a close friendship, making them inseparable. Jisung and Minho, a packaged set. There weren’t any deep emotions needing to be unpacked. No longing late at night for a touch he could never have. The rapid beat of his heart when their hands brushed or Minho’s gaze lingered a moment longer than usual was a friendly thing, and not brought on by his need to be closer. To make Minho his. To claim the man, body and soul.
He could forget the fact that he was in love with Minho.
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Jisung tells himself that keeping his feelings for Minho locked away is the right thing to do for the group. What lie will he come up with next when he finds out two members dating isn’t the end of the world?
Bookmarked by 7Milky_Way
22 May 2026
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Falling in love was not what Jisung had expected. There was no big revelation. No ‘ah ha’ moment. Just a soft ‘huh’ in a quiet studio while Jisung stared at a blank notebook, the love interest in his song taking on the familiar face of his best friend and it just felt right.
Still, he had never admitted it out loud. Not even to himself. That would make it a tangible thing he couldn’t ignore. As it stood now, he could convince himself that what he felt for Minho was normal. The natural progression of a close friendship, making them inseparable. Jisung and Minho, a packaged set. There weren’t any deep emotions needing to be unpacked. No longing late at night for a touch he could never have. The rapid beat of his heart when their hands brushed or Minho’s gaze lingered a moment longer than usual was a friendly thing, and not brought on by his need to be closer. To make Minho his. To claim the man, body and soul.
He could forget the fact that he was in love with Minho.
Or
Jisung tells himself that keeping his feelings for Minho locked away is the right thing to do for the group. What lie will he come up with next when he finds out two members dating isn’t the end of the world?
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“With this ritual, you will be freed of the confines of your mortal body,” the elder said. “To the gods, we shall offer the physical remains. To the heavens, we shall offer your soul.”
And to me? Jisung thought drily. What shall I be offered except a miserable death?
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The night after an eclipse, Jisung is sacrificed to the god of war.
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Bookmarked by 7Milky_Way
20 May 2026
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“With this ritual, you will be freed of the confines of your mortal body,” the elder said. “To the gods, we shall offer the physical remains. To the heavens, we shall offer your soul.”
And to me? Jisung thought drily. What shall I be offered except a miserable death?
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The night after an eclipse, Jisung is sacrificed to the god of war.