Sebby_The_Crab
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"I was wondering..." He hesitates, then continues in a rush, "I know this is weird to ask, but... would you teach me? How to do… kissing and stuff? I feel comfortable with you." His face reddens deeply, and he looks down at his lap.
The hurt swells in his chest, but he pushes it down, forcing his features into something neutral.
The request hangs between them like a live wire. Minho's pulse thunders in his ears, his mouth going dry.
Minho's breath comes faster now, his hands unsteady where they grip the couch cushions. He wants this - god, he's wanted this for so long he can hardly believe it's happening. But the reality of it makes his stomach twist. Jisung wouldn’t be kissing Minho because he wants to, but because he wants to learn. He can feel Jisung's gaze on him, warm and expectant, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to lean in immediately.
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One night during their weekly movie nights Jisung confesses to Minho he’s never been kissed and that he’s scared to confess to the guy he likes because of his lack of experience. Obviously the only logical thing to do is to ask his best friend to teach him, right? -
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Two clammy hands cradle an empty bottle of heat suppressants like a corpse.
He gives the bottle a meager little shake. Nothing rattles within.
Panic settles in and Jisung jerks to life. He fights with the childproof cap—resorting to using the cuff of his sweater to help since his hands are useless—and stares, in disbelieving agony, into a barren bottle.
The tears come on so quickly that he doesn’t even register a way to stop them before they’re rolling down his cheeks and landing on the label that he’s considered his religion for over 365 days.
Take 2 pills 1x a day. Failure to do so will have immediate effects and could lead to flash heat(s).
Or: Jisung’s suppressants run out on a bus. He starts panicking, until a quiet alpha switches seats and whispers, “Breathe. I’ve got you.”
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And then comes Jisung.
The final moment, tonight's centerpiece. A calculated reveal.
His first public appearance after presenting, the second son beta no one paid attention to, now revealed to be a diamond in the rough.
Minho doesn't think when he offers Jisung his leather-gloved hand. And Jisung takes it without hesitation, the touch light, for balance and form, but Minho feels the warmth as if it were skin on skin, searing through the leather like flame.
The noise surrounding them rises as soon as Jisung appears, all attention focusing on him.
He's luminous.
Or: Jisung is a late-presenting omega born into a rich family. Minho is the bodyguard assigned to protect him. -
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“Wait!” Jisung yelled out, grabbing his shoulder.
Minho turned around, eyebrow raised again, and clearly done with the conversation. And Jisung couldn’t blame him.
But this might’ve been his only opportunity to get some experience.
“I need your help.”
Minho just stared at him, blinking at him over and over. “With what?”
“I need you to have sex with me.”
Or what happens when Jisung makes a deal with his nerdy classmate Minho to teach him about sex, all so he can win over his crush who’s not into virgins?
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He has it all figured out. He’s going to approach Lee Minho, explain the situation, offer him the once in a lifetime opportunity to be treated to a free vacation and get back at his mortal enemy, Kim Seungmin.
If worst comes to worst and the guy spits in his face or something, he’ll simply tell his friends his dear boyfriend caught the flu right before the lake trip.
(OR: When Jisung's ex (Seungmin) says he's bringing his new boyfriend on their friend group summer vacation, Jisung decides to enlist the help of Seungmin's worst enemy (Minho) to play the part of his boyfriend in retaliation)
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- Part 1 of mitski-verse