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A minute passes. Then two. This fucking asshole is at the top of Minho’s shit list, and the longer he waits, the more frothed up with fury he gets.
The phone rings.
“Lee Minho speaking.”
“Um, hi.” The voice on the other end is deep and cracked with tiredness, frayed at the edges. “This is Doctor Han. Did you page me?”
“Yeah, I’m the on-call pharmacist and your prescribing is dog-shit.”
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or: Minho is a pharmacist in a busy hospital, and Jisung is the newest junior doctor on the renal unit.
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“Oh, are we bringing this back?” Chan’s voice, sounding amused. “I didn’t know we still had this.”
“Wasn’t it in Seungmin and Felix’s loft?” That’s Jisung, voice unreadable.
Minho blinks the sleep from his eyes, flicking his head to try and get a greasy curl of hair from his eye.
“What’s written here?”
He jolts when warm fingers trail over the curve of his ass.
“It looks like a tally,” Changbin says, his voice a little muffled by the walls of the box. “Current loads in hole… Damn, the maknae’s have been busy.”
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or: Minho is tied up in a glory hole. 3RACHA find him.
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Minho’s room. The phrase still makes Chan’s heart skip. It’s been a little bit over three months since Minho’s dramatic late presentation as an omega, and nine days since he officially moved into the pack house, although he’s pretty much been living here since Felix and Hyunjin helped him build his first nest.
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or: Chan and Minho have slow morning sex.
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- Part 3 of growing your teeth
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“Are you embarrassed or something? Do you regret it all? Was all that…” he stutters, taking in a heaving breath. “I thought it meant something. Or was all that a lie too, like your alpha status?”
Minho drops the bunny.
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or: Minho's first heat was six weeks ago, and since then he's been ghosting the pack. Jisung tags along to a nesting store to try and figure out what's wrong.
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- Part 2 of growing your teeth
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The studio is so quiet you could hear a pin drop. All three alphas are staring at him now. And Minho starts to realise he’s said too much.
“So… so don’t worry about it. I’m just sick,” he says, soldiering on because it’s too late to go back now. He wrenches his hand free of Chan’s grip and covers his face. “Just… take me home, and I’ll sleep it off.”
“No.”
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or: Minho unexpectedly goes into heat for the first time. 3RACHA help him through it.
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- Part 1 of growing your teeth
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“Minho, listen to me. Whatever you do, don’t bite him, okay?”
“Bite,” Minho repeats foggily, liking the way the word feels in his mouth, between his teeth.
“I wouldn’t usually be concerned about your control, but with you two…”
“Us two.” He thinks about it. He’s never let himself think of them as an us before. Jisung continues to linger by the door, so close, painfully close. Within claiming distance. Just a scant inch or two of door between them.
“He’s your blind spot,” Chan says matter-of-factly.
“Blind spot?”
There’s a short sigh. “This conversation is going nowhere. I’m coming over, okay? Minho? I’m coming.”
“Minho?” Jisung asks again, and he can feel himself smiling, sunning in the sound of his voice.
“Sung-ah,” Minho says warmly, phone slipping from his hand and thunking softly against the carpeted floor. “Omega.”
Jisung presents late, panics, and hides it from his friends. As the weeks pass, Minho is haunted by a mystery scent that calls to him like nothing ever has before.
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05 Jul 2026
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To Jisung, these are his final days of freedom. His final days of being just his own, days with a looming expiration date. Before he’s bonded, claimed. Nothing more than a follower to his alpha’s whims.
Of course, it’s marketed as something far different. “True companionship,” his mother had said. “You won’t believe you lived so long without your alpha,” his tutor had simpered.
But Jisung has seen the before and after. He can’t kid himself about what this is.
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04 Jul 2026
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“Jagi—Hyung—”
Minho was hoping he’d sleep a little longer. He grumbles where he’s still pocketed in Jisung’s throat, but then Jisung pulls back, enough that shiny eyes meet his. They’re laying so close together that their bangs kiss and tangle together between them.
“Hyung, what’re you doing?” Jisung whispers.
He looks so lovely, a small animal in a cage peering up at Minho. “Ah, so cute,” he can’t help but say, thumbing the soft skin under Jisung’s eye.
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04 Jul 2026
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“Kitty?” Jisung repeats. “Hyung?"
“Mmph?” Minho’s voice is sleepy, muffled, and when he pops up from the bundle of blankets on the bed, his blond hair is standing on end and his cheeks are sleep-pink and puffy.
He blinks at Jisung in the doorway, bleary, and Jisung repeats himself. “Kitty? Can Jisungie, um, come… play?”
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04 Jul 2026
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“Hey, it’s pretty hot out so I figured I’d get you a drink.”
Unfortunately, it turned out the hot biker chick of his dreams didn’t exist after all.
In her place, was a decidedly more masculine form than what he’d just been fantasising about, visor raised to reveal piercing feline eyes.
His voice wasn’t particularly deep, more light and airy. But definitely not the sultry, feminine tone he’d originally been hoping for. Still. Jisung was nothing if not polite. Most of the time, at least.“Oh… Thank you bro, appreciate that, that’s awesome.”
“Of course. I thought you’re pretty cute, I was wondering if I could get your digits…”
What.
The.
Fuck‽
This whole exchange was not going how Jisung had envisioned at all.
Luckily for this guy though, Jisung was perfectly capable of letting somebody down without being insulting about it.“Ah… I don’t swing that way bro, sorry.”
The stranger didn’t miss a beat.
“You don’t even have to swing, all you have to do is sit.”
Or: What happens when totally, absolutely, 100% straight Jisung meets a stranger at the petrol station?
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28 Jun 2026