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Han Jisung has everything under control.
At least, that's what he tells himself.
A college project pairs him with Lee Minho, an alpha who notices things he shouldn't and asks questions Jisung isn't prepared to answer. So he keeps his distance. Keeps his routine. Keeps himself hidden. Which becomes difficult when Minho joins the friend group.
But control is only temporary when something keeps slipping through the cracks.
And Minho is very good at noticing what lingers anyway.
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01 Jul 2026
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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.
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27 Apr 2026
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But Jesus Christ none of that could compare to what was before Minho now.
Jisung was in a black tank top that clung to his sweaty figure, hands that Minho didn’t remember being so veiny were sprawled across the back of the couch, digging into the frame where he was supporting his heaving figure. His head was dropped between his shoulders and his hair hung around his face like a dark curtain, drops of sweat dripping off his hair like rain, some of them falling and curving down the path of his neck.
And holy fuck.
When did Jisung ever smell this fucking good? This fucking strong? Maple and smoke and chocolate intertwine with each other in a dangerous amalgamation that soars point blank into Minho’s stomach.
The low hot pain swoops through his gut again, this time even stronger.
Oh no.
No, nononono no.
Dr. Hwang’s voice echoes in the back of his mind. He wishes he could ignore it again.
This can’t actually be happening right now.
OR: Minho's doctor forces him off suppressants leading to one of the strongest heats he's ever had.
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13 Apr 2026