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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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30 Jun 2026
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“We are all animals, dressed up in our finery. Hoping the silk and brocade and the manners will keep our primal instincts at bay. That somehow it will leash the beast inside us. Don't you feel it?”
The Duke had been awakening the beast inside of him since they met. The hot, almost angry surge of desire inside him. To press close to Minho's body, to feel his hands and lips upon him. The beat of it pulsed within him, hot and heady.
The salty smell of humid skin and something else lying below. If he pulled off Minho's cravat would he be able to smell him? The real him. The scent of the alpha beast that lived inside his handsome body. Under the silk and skin.
His unpresented nose was too weak to pick up such things, but if he pressed close? As close as their clothes and flesh would allow. If he placed his nose right on the warm spot between the Duke's neck and shoulder, would he be able to smell it then? Perhaps using his tongue could help. If he could taste it–
Or: Unpresented Jisung returns to town for the summer and goes into a snap presentation heat at a public ball, while dancing with Duke Minho Lee.
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25 Jun 2026
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Admittedly… when Hyunjin had asked Changbin if he’d still love him even if he were a worm, he hadn’t expected the universe to take that as a challenge.
Hyunjin stares down at his own tiny, trembling webbed finger pads, the suction-cup toes flexing helplessly against the fabric.
At least he still has four limbs.
It’s a pathetic comfort, he knows, but he clings to it anyway.
________aka a fic in which Hyunjin goes missing—except he's not actually missing. Instead, he is a three-inch-long gecko who isn't allowed to turn back until he realizes Changbin is in love with him (and wow what a strong case of denial we have to work through before we get there)
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13 Apr 2026
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“We both know that even if I go out I won’t find a mate. I’m not mate material.” Saying it out loud hurt more than he had anticipated but he still smiled sadly.
"Well that's just bullshit."or: the unconventional omega Changbin and feral alpha Minho we all needed.
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17 Feb 2026
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Jisung hates Alphas and everything they stand for. He never wants to be mated to one. So when a certain Lee Minho moves into the flat across from him, and the worst thing possible happens between them, Jisung has to do everything in his power to keep his instincts from ruining his very life.
aka For Minho, Jisung is the perfect forbidden fruit. Dipped in chocolate, even.
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09 Feb 2026