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Jisung presses closer, slings an arm around Jeongin’s shoulders. He puts on a voice, the one they all do when they talk to him: sweet, and gentle, like he’s still young. “Don’t you love me, maknae-yah –” kissing Jeongin’s cheek, his chin, the corners of his eyes. “Don’t you love me, Ayen-ah?”
Well. That’s kind of the problem. Jisung’s lips land a little too close to his and he pulls back like he’s been burned.
“Changbin-hyung,” he says, “does – does he look good on his knees?”
Jeongin is an adult who is perfectly capable of having sex. His hyungs, much to his chagrin, would beg to differ.
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16 May 2026
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“Tell me everything,” Minho says, his voice low and coaxing. “What do you want to happen?”
Jisung looks away, but Minho’s got him pinned, so all he can do is squirm and stammer. “I want…fuck, I want you to invite the others over. Like, everyone. And I want to be really high, so I can’t stop it or overthink. I want you to tell me what to do, even if I’m nervous. Even if I don’t want it.”
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11 May 2026
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It's just Jisung and his suitcase, and Minho. Broader and older and more beautiful, leaning against the wall opposite him. The sight of him stops Jisung in his tracks.
It’s Minho, with his marble carved nose and high cheekbones, eyes dark and pretty and trained on him. Minho, with his oversized cardigans, still fond of sweater paws and pastel colours. Minho, with tousled dark hair and rosebud lips and that small shy smile that used to make Jisung stumble over his feet because he couldn’t stop staring.
Minho, who still feels like home even when he shouldn’t, and Jisung, who’s body moves on instinct, running and slamming into him.
It’s calm, quiet. Passersby don’t spare them a glance, airport reunions unworthy of their time. No screaming, no panic, nothing. Just Jisung, his suitcase abandoned behind him, and Minho, who’s hugs still smell like strawberry body wash and drugstore perfume.OR
Jisung and Minho split up years ago, and Jisung has since risen to fame. When everything gets to be too much, he calls the one person he could always rely on.
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10 May 2026
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Jisung opens his mouth. Closes it again. Opens. Closes. Looks back and forth between the two of them. His pulse is racing away at a mile a minute. “I don't know,” he mumbles, and he hides his burning face behind his hands. “I don't... I'm... I haven't...” God, the truth is too embarrassing. He can't fucking get himself to say it with his own damn mouth. It would really be Super Cool and Nifty if one or both of them was secretly a mind-reader, or maybe just so happened to develop the skill in this very second to save Jisung from spiraling into a state of complete panic. Then again, if either of them were able to read his mind, they would probably be disgusted with him for some of the depraved things he has been thinking about them.
It's Minhee, who finally gets it. Perhaps, on top of being beautiful and smart and funny, she really is also secretly a mind-reader. “Jisungie,” she says slowly, like she's still tossing the idea around in her head and trying to make it make sense. “Are you... a virgin?” All Jisung can do is squeak in response. Minhee lets out a long sigh. “Oh, sweetheart.”
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12 Apr 2026
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Jeongin has always known he’ll be married to an offworlder and end up settled far away from home. Sedaora Selene I is nothing like his own planet, with its lush jungles and warm climate. A moon orbiting a gas giant, the homeworld of his new fiance is cold and grey and worships a god with no face, its surface covered by a black, choppy ocean that never settles. Selene I’s grim and strange reputation far precedes it, but Jeongin has gotten no other offers and no longer has a choice. At least Prince Chan seems kind, and is near enough to Jeongin in age.
Minho has been betrothed to the omega son of his father’s closest advisor, Felix, since he was eight and Felix was merely five. As the only child of the Dityodos, expectation and duty weighs as heavily on Minho as his crown. He and Felix are the darlings of Selene I, a match blessed by the Maker himself. With his cousin, Chan, now finally betrothed and soon to be wed, it will not be long before Minho, too, is expected to make good on the promise his father made sixteen years ago.
And then Chan comes back with his new intended in tow, sun-kissed and vibrant. Jeongin is a perfect match for Chan in every way. But that does not stop Minho's head from turning.
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11 Apr 2026