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“It’s just- well, the thing is-" he starts, and then cuts himself off with a frown. Minho gives him time to think, watches him take three deep breaths as he builds himself up to speak. Finally, he says, “I’m in love with you.”
Minho's entire body freezes. Whatever he had been expecting Jisung to say, that wasn’t it. He’s not entirely convinced he didn’t imagine it, that some long-buried part of him isn’t tricking him right now. He feels himself blinking, rapidly, and realises he’s just left Jisung hanging, shrinking into himself the longer Minho goes without saying anything.
“Jisung...” is all he manages to say.
Jisung's eyes flit up to Minho, “You don’t have to say anything,” he says quietly, barely more than a whisper, “I just wanted you to know.”
But there is so much Minho wants to say, and yet every word is caught in his throat. Since when? He wants to ask, I loved you years ago, why are you telling me this now? He wants to hug Jisung, hold his shaking hands and tell him it’s okay, that he loves him too, “I... I have a boyfriend,” he feels himself saying instead.
Jisung’s entire face falls like he’s just had a bucket of cold water thrown over him, “What?”
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17 Jul 2026
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“Anyone can date whoever they want,” Chan says firmly, “It doesn’t have to be with girls.”
Jisung feels the puzzle pieces click into place in his head.
Boys. Minho was talking about dating boys.
It had never occurred to him at all that Minho might date boys. That any of them would, or could. It feels like the earth has tilted on its axis a little bit. Or maybe a lot.
“Is that, like...” Jisung finds himself speaking, even though he doesn’t have the words, his voice quiet but cutting through the silence easily, “We can date boys?”
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- Part 1 of It's Okay
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16 Jul 2026
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“Hyung?” Jisung asks quietly, when Minho’s spent too long lost in his own thoughts. “Is this close enough?”
“Yeah,” Minho chokes. He brings the joint back to his lips. Before he puts it in his mouth, he mutters, “you’re doing good, Jisungie.”
Jisung’s eyes slip closed momentarily, eyelashes fluttering on his cheeks, before he opens them back up. Minho’s already breathing in, feeling the smoke fill his lungs. On impulse, he rests his free hand on Jisung’s chin, using his fingers to pull his mouth open. Jisung opens up easily, his tongue poking his bottom lip. Minho leans forward, feeling Jisung’s anticipatory breaths against his face, and breathes out.
Or: A series of outtakes of stoners Minho and Jisung falling in love. That's it that's the story.
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13 Jul 2026
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See, the chances of this particular disease hitting him is very, very low. It is just impossible. Hyunjin believes he just tends to be dramatic sometimes.
But the chance is never zero.
Because why the hell is he staring at a bloody Aster petal sticking to his palm right now? He knows the language of flowers; he knows which birth month Aster belonged to.
Aster belongs to September. Seungmin’s birth flower.
or: Flowers are blooming in Hyunjin's lungs, while Seungmin mistakenly believes they are just surviving a normal rough patch.
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26 Jun 2026
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“Oh shit—quick! Make a wish!” Jisung grabs Minho’s shoulder and jumps in place. He squeezes his eyes shut, nose wrinkled in concentration, previous conversation forgotten.
“What’d you wish for?” Minho asks, voice too soft, too reverent. Shit, he really can’t help himself.
Jisung peeks one eye open. “Aish, for you to stop looking at me like that,” he whines.
“Like what?”
Jisung circles his wrist and swings their arms lazily. The pressure of his touch sends shocks up and down Minho’s forearm.
“Like that.”
“With my eyes?”
“Seriously, hyung. Stop perceiving me.”
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minho doesn't believe wishes can come true...
until Jisung turns invisible.
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12 Jun 2026