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“To play a wrong note is insignificant. To play without passion is inexcusable.”
Chan seems bound to walk through life and fall apart with every step. At least, until he stumbles into a street musician, who plucks the strings of his heart and plays the song he has been waiting for so long.
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27 Feb 2026
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The words come easily. They’ve lived in him too long to be anything but instinct. The grass is green. The sky is blue. Hyunjin and Jisung are best friends and—
“I’m in love with you.”
Hyunjin goes still. For a long second, neither of them moves.
“I know the timing's awful,” Jisung rushes out, desperate to fill the silence. “You’re getting married. I’m the idiot best man. And I’m not asking for anything, I just… needed to say it once. Out loud.”
Only Jisung would have the terrible luck of getting stuck in a time loop with his best friend. The very best friend he’s been in love with for over a decade, who’s also about to marry someone else.
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27 Feb 2026
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“Can I help you?” Minho asks after another beat of silence. Seungmin’s throat bobs.
“Your heat,” he starts, and then stops abruptly. Minho hums, cocking his head to the right. “During your heat, you said you wanted to help me through my rut.” Seungmin looks troubled for a split second, like he’s physically forcing the words out, but just as fast as the look appears it’s gone and smoothed away. “Did you mean it, or was that just the heat talking? Or what you thought I wanted to hear?”
Seungmin’s scent sits heavy in Minho’s nose, a sense memory and reality, a sweet twist to the lingering bitter flavour on his tongue. Coffee brewed perfectly, every time.
“I meant it. I want it, too. I’ve wanted to for a while.” He can’t say why, not really, but it’s easier to speak the idea out loud now that he’d shared it during the deep of his heat. Minho puts his mug down on their floral coasters, a gift store purchase from the airport in Melbourne. “What do you want, Seungmin?”
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- Part 2 of heatstroke
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20 Feb 2026
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Seungmin’s cheeks are on fire. He wonders if Minho can see it, and that only seems to fuel his own embarrassment. “You know what you’re doing.”
“Hm?” Minho tilts his head in faux confusion. When he draws his hand back, it purposefully skates across the bare skin of Seungmin’s knee, and the boy has to repress a shiver. “What am I doing?”
Or; 2min are partnered for a project. They don't end up doing just that.
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18 Feb 2026
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"Hyunjin-ah," Jisung's voice lilts softly into the atmosphere, so light, so free, that Hyunjin can't help but follow, to chase after it like a prayer. A lamb sent to the fucking slaughter, willing and innocent. Nothing seems to exist anymore, and all Hyunjin can hear is the stupid voice he's been pining after for years upon years, "Because…"
Across the table, Changbin is still loudly recounting something that happened at rehearsal, Felix is still laughing too hard, and Chan is still trying to keep everyone from ordering another round. Time had barely passed, yet Hyunjin thinks he barely comprehends any of what's happening. His entire nervous system feels like it's been completely zapped, only capable of focusing on the person currently clinging to his arm, so whiny, so drunk.
"I want to kiss you," he announces.
Hyunjin's been pining for years. Jisung is over it.
Or, a retelling of Hyunjin's Instagram LIVE where Jisung "almost" drunkenly kisses him.
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06 Feb 2026