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A thought popped into his head.
Maybe Minho is into me. Like that.
Jisung furrowed his brows. Was that a rude assumption to make? Just because the guy was gay didn’t mean he was into every man who walked his direction, right?
No, this is good, Jisung thought to himself. Seungmin was pretty much his only gay friend. Surely it couldn't hurt to have another one.
Jisung is pretty sure he's straight. Then he meets Minho and realizes maybe he's not as sure as he thinks.
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17 Aug 2025
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OMGGGG I loved this fic wth😭 the way I screamed during both the field and pool scene, don't know if it was intentional but they reminded me so much of young royals and skam.
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“What if you don’t like the outcome you’re left with? Then everything changes, doesn’t it?”
Jisung tilts his head in consideration. “Yeah, but I think maybe I want everything to change. You know? Even if it makes me kinda uncomfortable in the short-term."
Or: Every ten years, a festival is held in the small town where Jisung lives--paper lanterns fly through the night sky, revealing the townfolk's soulmates. In the midst of his band's debut, Jisung decides to quit dating and find out once and for all who his soulmate is. When his lantern hovers over the house of his closest friends--three brothers with whom he grew up--everything changes.
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15 Jul 2025
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oh my GOD??? This is everything I ever wanted in a fic. It has the soulmates trope, minsung being disgustingly in love with each other, jisung being so fricking oblivious (and pretty dumb I gotta say😭). I ate this in a couple of hours and now I'm sad that I can't read it anymore. Wish I could forget it so I could read it for the first time again but it's fine! I'll definitely reread✨
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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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OMGGGG. I haven't read a fic this good in a while, the characters, the descriptions, the relationships, the feelings, EVERYTHING was perfect. And let me tell you I'm now obsessed with classical music in fact I've been listening to Chopin and Debussy all night ijbol. Anyways yes yes yes read this fic.
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In a world where your soulmate is the only person who can kill you, Minho has always feared the day he would meet his.
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01 Nov 2024
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My God this fic!!!!!! The soulmates concept + enemies to lovers + slow burn. Hello???? This was literally perfect, but we're talking about an hanville fic so I'm not even surprised! I'll definitely re-read.
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“You’re going to meet someone, and fall in love. Maybe they’ll be a toxin, or maybe not. But, either way, you’ll know. You’ll be glad you waited. Because you’ll realize that you’re worth more than any silly bloom could ever be,” Minho murmurs into his hair, hand making comforting circles over his back. “And your bond— it should be saved for them. That person you love so much that the blooms don’t matter. Because you deserve that, Jisung-ah. You do.”
Jisung doesn’t know how to tell him that he thinks he already found it. He doesn’t know if he should tell him. Because maybe Minho is right. Maybe he’s got it all twisted up, and confused. Maybe he’s too impulsive, and his brain is latching onto the only constant he has.
Or, maybe, he just knows.
(OR: Jisung chases a bloom he can't reach, and Minho is an expert in self-preservation)
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27 Jul 2024
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OMGGGG I've never read a pistilverse fic before but omg this fic!!! I loved everything about it, I especially loved how in the end it was a sort of soulmate bond. Probably gonna re-read one day! 🌸🌸