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“Jisung?”
He blinked at the space in front of him. The door was open, but he hadn’t noticed it do so. In its place was a man, hair and clothes ruffled as if he’d been sleeping, but his face didn’t look tired. He was alarmed, dark eyes widened as he stared at Jisung.
Jisung bit his lip. “Hi, hyung.”(or: Jisung moves halfway across the world after losing everything and learns to find himself again.)
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21 Jun 2026
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Jisung has spent months watching Lee Minho effortlessly charm customers, coworkers, and basically everyone he meets.
So when Minho starts bringing him lunch, waiting after shifts, and walking him home every night, Jisung assumes he's just being nice.
Minho is beginning to wonder how much more obvious he can possibly be.
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11 Jun 2026
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Minho’s smile softened into a small frown. “The doctor said you’ve lost a few months of your memory, and that this can happen with a severe head injury.”
Jisung squeezed his eyes shut. “This is insane. So I just have months of memories I can’t remember? And not to mention, I can’t even remember how I got here in the first place? And no one wants to tell me?”
The stress was getting to him, and Minho quickly rubbed a gentle thumb over his wrist.
“I know, baby. I know it’s frustrating. But the doctor said you have to remember on your own.”
Or Jisung wakes up in the hospital from a coma with no memory of how he got there, or why his friends and his boyfriend of six years, Minho, won’t tell him what happened
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11 Jun 2026
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“ Lee fucking Minho?” Jisung blurted, blinking in confusion.
It had to be a dream. Or a fever hallucination from too much instant ramen. But no - standing in front of him, was the Lee Minho. Korea’s heartthrob. Actor of the year. Walking Gucci campaign. The dude who made crying in a drama look sexy.
Minho didn’t even flinch. Just huffed out a breath, eyes darting to the front window.
“Hide me.” His eyes flicked to the door “ now.”
They’re falling in love in a convenience store. That’s the plot.
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17 Mar 2026
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Jisung was keeping the volume on his phone pretty low, just in case Changbin’s neighbors didn’t approve of his music choices, so he heard when someone next door stumbled out onto their rooftop, clearly on the phone.
Jisung sunk deeper in the water, not wanting to eavesdrop on the stranger but not able to escape overhearing the broken “fuck you too” and the sobs that followed it. Jisung winced, hoping the neighbor would turn around and head back inside, but it sounded like he had sat down on one of the chairs, his crying a bit more muffled now, as if his head was buried in his hands.
Jisung slowly reached for his phone, wanting to silence his music on the off chance that the neighbor stopped crying and heard him. The trellises blocked the view of next door from the hot tub, so as long as Jisung was quiet, the neighbor would never know that Jisung was intruding on a private moment.
Except of course his stupid finger slipped, and instead of pausing the music, he cranked the volume all the way up.
“Shit,” Jisung fumbled with his phone, finally getting it to shut up, but the silence that followed alerted him to one very important fact. He could no longer hear the neighbor crying.
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17 Mar 2026