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    Minho felt heat flash through him—anger, indignation, and maybe a twitch in his pants. "Accept the game or don't. But stop wasting my time."
    Jisung stared at him for a long moment. Then he smiled.
    "Deal," he said quietly. "But when you lose, don't cry about it."


    Lee Minho absolutely cannot stand Han Jisung with his cocky smirk and his stupid blue hair. He doesn’t know anything about him, but he knows one thing: he needs to shut him up.

    How a strip poker game meant to humiliate Jisung ends up with hookups and genuine feelings, Minho doesn't know.

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    01 Dec 2025

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    From closer, it’s clear that Minho is about his age. He’s handsome— very much so— in an untouchable sort of way. Straight nose, sharp eyes, a defined cupid’s bow. He looks sculpted rather than born. Jisung might shrink under the weight of his presence if the situation were different.

    Knowing that Minho is dying ruins the illusion of perfection.

    Jisung answers an ad online reading: "I'm going to die, but there's a lot of things I haven't done yet that I don't want to do alone."

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    15 Sep 2025

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    Jisung breathes in, blinks. His hair is half-covering his face, half-curling on his neck. His neck, long and pretty and unmarked. “Do you wanna kiss me?”

    “Yes,” Minho admits. Easily. “Do you?”

    “I don’t know,” Jisung sucks on his bottom lip for a moment. “I don’t wanna be used just because you’re curious.”

    “You can use me too,” Minho suggests before he can stop himself. “We can use each other.”

    or: Lee Minho and the mortifying ordeal of having a sexuality crisis in your mid-twenties.

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    14 Sep 2025

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    I LUV EMOSUNG SO SO SO MUCH