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Minho is ready for this. He knows he is. He’s read all of the articles, watched all the how-to videos (and a lot of porn), asked Jisung a million times to tell him anything he likes or anything he wants Minho to know before they do this.
He’s still fucking nervous.
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- Part 1 of In Bloom
Bookmarked by James0708
09 Jun 2026
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“oh, look who decided to bless us with his presence today,” minho scoffs, that ridiculous smirk still plastered right on his stupidly handsome face. His hair was impossibly perfect despite the storm, and Jisung could swear the smugness radiating off him could power the city for a week.
‘I-I-“ jisung stutters out, too intimidated by the man in front of him, “see, minho… I know I am late, not that you care obviously, or maybe you do, knowing your enjoyment of-“
“seeing you suffer?” minho cuts jisung off mid sentence, “oh yea, that I definitely love.” Minho laughs out.
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Jisung and Minho SWEAR that they cannot stand each other, but what if one night they are just stuck in the cafe, nothing to do?Bookmarked by James0708
04 Jun 2026
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Minho was thirty-six years old, and one of the hottest guys Jisung had ever seen in his life. He was older, attractive, and had a pretty great sense of humor. It was crazy that he didn’t have a girlfriend or something. Jisung had asked him once why he was single, but Minho had dodged the question.
And maybe, just maybe, Jisung had the tiniest little crush on him, even though he knew it would never go anywhere. Having a silly crush on his older brother’s friend was embarrassing, because he knew Minho only saw him as Chan’s younger brother.
or Minho is a 36-year-old bartender, and Jisung is a 22-year-old fool, in love with his brother’s best friend
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When Minho breaks into Jisung’s apartment, Jisung is certain he’s about to become the victim of something he won’t escape. But nothing about Minho’s presence feels accidental and nothing about Jisung’s fear feels entirely real either. As tension builds between locked doors, the line between intrusion and invitation begins to blur.
Or:
what looks like a break-in was never a break-in at all.
Bookmarked by James0708
28 May 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
so good, straight out of my fantasies (jerk off material)
