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All the subconscious worries that nagged him every once in a while are gone, his boyfriend is a completely healthy buck who fits in with his family. Everything is just…perfect.
Until Jisung kills him nine times over.
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Or, Minho finds out about his boyfriend's antler cycle in the worst way possibleBookmarked by choochoo_train0325
17 Mar 2026
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Minho is a quiet person who works at a karaoke centre and wants to just live his life, he moves in with his friend Jeongin to escape his eviction notice and gain a peace of mind whilst he has a room available. He overhears a streamer through the wall the first night and he can do nothing but accept fate as he unintentionally becomes acquainted with the video gamer through the wall. Only to find out he is Hanquokka, one of the most popular streamers online.
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Minho is forced to enter a new living environment, and an unexpected neighbour catches him off guard, he can do nothing but fall for the video gamer’s voice he hears across the wall.
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Minhee's mother warned her of the wannabe band boys, the ones with the leather jackets that smelled of cigarettes, but if Jisu were a guy, she'd be one of those.
If Jisu were a guy, she'd be the love of Minhee's life.
— a short nana-inspired minsung fic, because the brainworms demanded it.
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"My daughter wants you to go trick-or-treating with us."
"Excuse me?" Minho stared at Jisung in bewilderment.
"I'm telling you, she's starting to think you're cooler than me, she literally told me your costume ideas were better than mine," Jisung huffed dramatically.
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Minho ends up meeting a really awesome guy and hooks up with him, only to then get rejected by him and later realize he is his neighbor and also a single dad. They decide to be friends, but sooner or later find out that they both want more.
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“How do you just get roped into a bet for five hundred dollars?” Jisung snorts, sitting back down on the bed with one leg folded up beneath him. He’s still without a shirt, and Minho is having a hard time focusing while his tits are out like that. Jisung’s chest is unfairly sexy.
He forces himself to look in Jisung’s eyes, scowling when he catches the knowing smirk on his face. “I was being judged. He was testing me. That’s not the point—” he swallows the spit pooling in his mouth. “All you have to do is pretend to be my boyfriend for four months.”
“Sorry?” Jisung laughs incredulously, eyebrows shooting up.
“You heard me,” Minho grumbles. This is so fucking stupid. He realizes how stupid this is. “He bet me I couldn’t hold onto a boyfriend for four months. I told him I’m kind of seeing someone already, no big.”
(OR: Minho and his fuckbuddy pretend to date, Minho pretends he's not falling.)