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Minho works at a bowling alley. Jisung plays in a bowling league.
or; Minho is wildly impressed by Jisung's big dick bowling swag.
Bookmarked by minhazelnut
18 Mar 2026
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Jisung comes home tipsy from a night out with his friends. Minho stays in and waits for him quietly.
The apartment is soft with the hum of the night. Between teasing words, half-slurred confessions and the warmth of the couch, Jisung says what he truly feels.
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Han Jisung is a little drunk and forgets to hold his heart back.
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“Seriously though, Ji,” Hyunjin continues as if the conversation hadn’t just unlocked Jisung’s worst memories of walking in on his best friends in various compromising positions. “If you really want help, why don’t you try out a heat assistant?”
“A what?” Chan chokes out.
Jisung can feel Hyunjin’s eye roll without looking in his direction. “A heat assistant, hyung. There’s rut assistants too, you know. It’s totally normal.”(or: Jisung's heats are becoming unbearable, and at Hyunjin's suggestion, tries out an app that assigns heat assistants. His assistant is the last person he'd expect.)
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Bookmarked by minhazelnut
08 Dec 2025
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this fic changed me for the better i fear.. i am a new person through and through ty author for this delicious meal !!!
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For eight months, Minho has loved every part of his hybrid cat boyfriend Jisung. His soft ears, his swaying tail, and his habit of hoarding shiny things. He knows Jisung's fears, soothes his embarrassments, and loves all of his sounds, but there's one in particular: a rare purr that he secretly aches to hear again.
or: Minho's plan to spoil him with cheese puffs and shiny gifts backfires when Jisung misinterprets it as a formal courtship ritual.
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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.