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“Are you okay?”
In lieu of convincing his vocal cords to do literally anything useful, Jisung nodded. The motion came out a little too enthusiastic, making him briefly dizzy. He reinforced it with a thumbs up, because apparently his body had decided that was the most reassuring option available.
What the hell are you doing?
Why aren’t you speaking?
“You didn’t hit your head or something, did you?”
Jisung shook his head immediately.
There was a beat of silence, then the stranger’s eyes widened, horror dawning fast.
“Oh, shit. Are you… Can you not speak?”
Before Jisung could get his two functioning brain cells to kick into gear, he was shaking his head again.
And there it was. The worst lie he’d ever told, without even opening his mouth to speak it.
Or: What happens when Minho is so hot it literally leaves Jisung speechless?
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There’s an art to wanting what you cannot have.
Minho learned it at sixteen when he swore an oath that promised him purpose but demanded everything else. Ten years of service. Ten years of distance. Ten years of watching and wanting and never, ever reaching.
Jisung learned it at twenty-one when he discovered the truth—that the person who’s been three steps behind him for a decade has been bound by rules that forbid the very thing Jisung has started to crave.
Or: a bodyguard with an oath he can’t break falls for a prince who’s determined to make him break it anyway.
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The earrings pulsed, and a white orb of light floated until it was eye level with Jisung. Another flash, and a strange red creature the size of a mouse with buggy eyes and antennae stared at him.
“What the fuck?! Yah, a bug! A mouse! A bug-mouse-thing! A bouse! Kill it with fire!” Jisung screamed, dropping the box.
Or would it be a mug? Are these things native to France, like huntsman spiders are in Australia?
“Calm down, Jisung. My name is Tikki. I’m a kwami.” The bouse said as if it would help.
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“You’re a cat, why do you like cheese?” Minho asked with a slow blink.The kwami, Plagg, shrugged, “It’s like the final form of milk.”
Minho blinked again.
That made a lot of sense while also making no sense.
“Why must the cheese smell like ass then?”
Plagg gasped in offense, “You have no taste!”
Or Jisung and Minho were normal college students until the universe decided to gift them with the power of creation and destruction, respectively. Will Paris survive the Tales of Roly-Poly and Nekuro, plus six other chaotic superheroes? (Miraculous AU with Stray Kids focusing on Minsung)
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19 Jul 2026
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Chan copes with his pregnant omega's hormones and loves him very much.
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The first time Jisung sees Minho in four years — the first proper time, not the glimpses during Chuseok and odd weekends here and there when he’d come down from university — he’s running his hand through his hair and looking so unbelievably beautiful Jisung almost falls off his bike.
He hasn’t spoken to Minho in a long time.
Or: in 2002, four years after Minho moved to college, four years after they stopped speaking, seven years after Jisung fell for him, twelve years since the day they met, Jisung and Minho fall in love again.
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19 Jul 2026