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    “Do you have any idea how old I am, pretty thing?” Minho asks the boy as the door shuts behind them. Jisung, he’d said his name was, on the short walk back to Minho's apartment. A pretty name for a pretty boy Minho thinks.

    “And just how old are you, hm?” he questions as he turns, beginning to back him against the door. “I know you’re at least eighteen,” he says “They wouldn’t have let you inside the bar if you weren’t.” he reaches his hand up, cupping Jisung’s chin in his palm.

    “Old enough,” the boy answers with a puff of his chest, clearly trying his best to keep his shaky eyes from breaking contact with Minhos.

    Minho’s grip tightens against the boy's jaw. “That’s not an answer,” he tsks “Tell me or this stops right now.”

    “T-twenty, I’m twenty.” he concedes. “Twenty-one in September.”

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    Minho really shouldn’t want, but he just has to have.

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    10 Jul 2026

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    The first time Minho made him come, Jisung sobbed through it, overwhelmed and mortified by how hard his body shook and how much noise he made. Minho held him through it, kissed his wet cheeks, and told him he was perfect, but there had been something dark and satisfied in his eyes that Jisung has never forgotten. Minho likes seeing him like that—stripped of any control, flushed and trembling and so, so embarrassed about it.

    And now Minho is doing it again, right here at his desk, with Jisung's textbooks still open in front of him.

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    03 Jul 2026

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    “Ah,” Jisung watches the way his coin hits the basin floor. “You’re quick.”

    “That I am,” Minho agrees. “You think you can keep up?”

    Jisung turns his attention back to Minho’s face, his lips lifting with a small smirk. “Try me.”  

    OR: In a mysterious turn of events, assassin Han Jisung has been tasked to kill the nation's sweetheart—Prince Lee Minho.

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    30 Jun 2026

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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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    24 Jun 2026

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    Han Jisung makes a catastrophic financial mistake, where he buys an appliance that refuses to act like one.

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    21 Jun 2026