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Someone else was there.
A presence to his right and Jisung’s pulse skipped in the worst possible way.
“Well,” Minho drawled, leaning casually against the wall beside him “that’s a pretty uncomfortable position.”
“No shit” Jisung hissed, still struggling.
“Fuck off” the other vampire snarled over his shoulder. “Find your own dinner.”
Minho laughed. A soft, airy giggle that absolutely did not belong in an alley where someone was about to die.
Jisung honestly wondered if he was hallucinating.
Pinned to a wall by a vampire he nearly killed, and another immortal one appears like this is some sick comedy show.
“Did you miss me, Jisung?” Minho asked, tilting his head with a small pout.
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17 Jun 2026
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“You’re the first person I’ve been regularly bottoming for. And my cats have never seen me in that way. So what I think, Jisung, is that my cats don’t like you because they saw you, like.” Minho’s ears are about to melt off from how badly they’re burning. “Dominating me.”
The silence between them is deafening. Jisung’s jaw is slack, eyes blinking. He looks like he wants to laugh.
“Don’t laugh,” Minho threatens.
Because he’s a dick, Jisung immediately laughs.
Minho develops an addiction to bottoming for his new boyfriend at the cost of all three of his cat’s respect.
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19 May 2026
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Professional demon hunter Jisung returns home from a work trip and into the arms of Minho, his boyfriend, ready to make up for lost time.
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12 May 2026
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“Hi,” Jisung says quietly. He tries to tuck his knees up to his chest and winces before abandoning the movement. The bruised lungs the doctor mentioned, probably.
“Hi,” Minho parrots.
“Do you remember me?” He blinks with unfamiliar eyes. Big and owlish and endlessly dark.
“I know you’re Jisung.”
Chan had told him so.
“But you don’t remember who I am?”
There's no answer he can give to make either of them feel better.
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05 May 2026
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Jisung draws in a breath that sounds too loud in this intimate stillness, his chest rising under Minho's arm. His phone tilts uselessly in his hand, forgotten and gone dark, and he sets it aside on the nightstand without really looking or thinking about it. The rest of the world fades. All he can feel is that warmth and weight, the steady pressure, the way his body seems to orient itself around that single point of contact.
"Hyung?"
"Yeah?" Minho murmurs, his voice a sleepy rumble against Jisung's shoulder.
Jisung hesitates. "Can I ask you something?"
Minho's fingers still. A small pause stretches between them. "Okay."
"Why do you–" Jisung exhales, the words slipping out rougher and much more uncertain than he expects. "Why here? You always touch… yeah, you always– here."
Minho’s hands always end up in the same place. Jisung finally asks why.
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27 Apr 2026