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From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.
Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.
Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."
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26 Apr 2025
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Jisung often dreamed in black and white. He saw keys, a stool, an empty crowd and a piano that outgrew him. And then came the colour, he supposed. Colour in purple bruises, stained bandages and red gloves that suddenly made it all better.
Or Jisung was a prodigy in a life he wanted nothing more than to forget and Minho was now the main event.
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29 Dec 2024
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“Is the seat next to you taken?”
Minho looks up, fixing the round rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and finds the guy that has clearly become familiar against his will standing there, fingers curled around the strap of his bag.
“Ah. Jiwon,” he says. “I suppose this row has enough seats for both of us.”
“Jisung,” he corrects, settling down with one chair of respectful distance between them. He sounds amused by the mistake. Minho is just happy they won’t be bumping elbows. “But you can call me anything you want.”
Minho’s eyebrows shoot up. “Does that line usually work for you?”
“I don’t know,” Jisung laughs, setting his laptop on the desk and pulling out a giant can of an energy drink out of his bag. He pops it open and takes a generous swig. “It’s the first time I’ve ever used it.”
(Minho moves to Seoul with one rule at the forefront of his mind: to not give his heart away to a hockey player. Jisung breaks it for him.)
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21 Apr 2024
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“Are you happy?” Jisung hides his face in his hands. “Does it feel like you’ve got another win? Can you, if I may insist, fuck off now?”
“Hey, hey,” Minho almost wants to pry them away, reprimand them even for the much deserved prize they seem to be guarding. “You make it sound like I’m enjoying this. I’m not that heartless.”
“You’re literally still smiling.”
“I swear I’m trying so hard not to.”With all of his defenses and reservations intact, as he never let himself cross much beyond the kitchen island into the house, Minho has been making it through the weeks just fine as a private chef at the Han residence. At least it stays that way, until the force—obnoxious, annoying and gorgeous shaped—comes breaking his character apart.
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04 Apr 2024
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I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue
And it's hey to the starboard, heave-ho
Look out, lad, a merman be waiting for you
In mysterious fathoms below
Fathoms below, below
From whence wayward westerlies blow
Where swimming is king and the merpeople sing
In mysterious fathoms below
Heave-ho, heave-hoA Little Mermaid rewrite… kind of.
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29 Mar 2024