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“I’m calling from the Seoul National Medical Centre. We have you listed here as the emergency contact for a Han Jisung. Do I have the right person?”
(Three years ago, Minho broke Jisung's heart with a single phone call. It's ironic then, that the universe decides to return the favour.)
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- Part 1 of hbm verse
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A sniffle.
Minho turns, confused, and catches Jisung wiping at his cheek.
“…Are you crying?” he asks, frowning.
Jisung blinks at him, glassy-eyed and a tiny bit miserable. He doesn’t even pretend to deny it this time. He lifts his head with the devastated honesty only the heartbroken and intoxicated can manage.
“Yes,” he admits simply. “I’m crying. Because I’m drunk.”
“Oh.” Minho blinks, then lets out a startled laugh. “Oh, no.”
or: Jisung is drunk and can't stop talking about Minho's voice– until he starts talking about love.
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“I want you to kidnap me,” Jisung finally said, the words tumbling out in a rush. He held his breath, waiting for Minho to laugh, to recoil, to question—anything.
Minho's hand stilled on his skin “Tell me more,” he said. “How exactly do you see this happening?”
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Jisung has a fantasy. Minho makes it happen.
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Jisung balled his hands into fists under the sheets. This had to be some form of transcendental torture, some sort of spiritual payback for what he had done last night. His punishment was more pleasure. More images of his new super hot neighbor jerking it while he lay there next to his sleeping wife, unable to do anything about it.
He felt like a piece of shit, but what can you do? It wasn’t his fault his new neighbor wouldn’t stop masturbating in view of his open windows! Really, Jisung had no choice but to watch.
Or: Jisung and his wife get some new neighbors, but when the husband won't stop jerking off where Jisung can see him, he starts making some very stupid decisions about it... until those decisions don't seem so stupid anymore.
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“You want two of me?”
“Mm,” Jisung hums with an eager nod. “Two Minhos.”
“Are you sure you could handle two of me?” Minho says as his hand around Jisung’s waist starts to wander down until he’s grabbing a handful of Jisung’s barely-clothed ass and pulling him closer.
“I could,” Jisung says breathlessly.
OR: Minho makes Jisung's birthday wish come true, times two.