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Minho stares at him like he’s been enchanted, eyes wide and enamoured. He doesn’t expect Jisung to catch his gaze, but it seems he knows exactly where to look to find him.
Jisung sends him one of those bright, heart-shaped smiles that make Minho’s blood feel like lava and then bashfully ducks his head, focusing on his guitar.
Jeongin nudges his side with his elbow, so Minho can’t be imagining it.
“You might wanna close your mouth,” Seungmin says. “He hasn’t even started singing yet.”
(It takes at least twenty borrowed books, five hundred coffees, and three open-mic performances for Minho and Jisung to get their shit together.)
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12 Jul 2026
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When Jisung laid eyes on a man so pretty not even the delicate dew of morning spring could compare, he was immediately falling — quite literally. In the few short moments his eyes strayed from the path in front, he walked right into a lamppost.
A dusty pavement and the throbbing on his forehead was the first sentence in their story. And even as the pretty stranger jogged toward him looking concerned and panicked, helping him back up to his feet, Jisung never quite stopped falling.
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Loving someone means changing yourself into what they want and need, right? Minho would disagree but alas, Jisung is no mind-reader.
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11 Jul 2026
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Jisung swings a little to the music but most of his focus is on the people. After a while he catches sight of sensually swaying hips. He sees thick thighs in black leather pants and gulps when he imagines what her legs would look like without them on. Only smooth skin stretched over hard earned muscle.
Then he looks at her face and freezes when he sees that it isn’t a girl at all. It’s a guy.
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Han Jisung is a self proclaimed straight dude who decides to try something new, only to end up a little more obsessed with a certain Lee Minho than he thought he'd be.
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10 Jul 2026
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“Hey,” he starts slowly, fluttering his lashes. “I have something for you.” He brings out the small present he bought yesterday. “This is for you!”
“Oh? What?” Minho looks adorably confused. “What is it?”
“A present!”
“Oh, thank you.” He smiles. Opens his mouth to say something else but seems to be at a loss for words. “Why?”
“Because I wanted to.” Jisung swings to and fro on his toes, excited nerves rushing through him.
Minho carefully takes the package from his hands.
“Before we leave for my brother's place, I wanted to give you this,” Jisung babbles as Minho starts unwrapping the gift. “It’s been a year since we met, you know? Not an anniversary maybe, but it's been a year since I met you and I want to celebrate that.”
Minho lights up when he sees the contents, glowing glossy pink in the face.
Jisung scratches his neck. “I know you don't dress up like you used to, but I know you like lip gloss. I know you wear it for yourself.”
When Minho looks up from the gloss, his eyes are sparkling and his mouth is slightly parted in awe.
Blinking a few times, he looks between the gloss and Jisung. Then he takes a determined stride forward, his free arm falling around Jisung’s waist, pulling their fronts flush together.
Jisung barely has time to process, hands falling to hold onto Minho’s torso before their lips meet in the middle.
Minho kisses him hard and sweet. A press of lips that carry so many emotions. Even when he pulls back the tiniest distance, his eyes remain closed. Taking a deep breath, he rests their foreheads together. And when he exhales, Jisung chases the air, leaning closer for another taste of his lips.
“I love it so much,” Minho breathes in awe and reverence. “Thank you. Truly.” Slowly he opens his eyes, pupils eclipsing where they focus on Jisung. He goes a little cross eyed from the proximity and Jisung giggles, hands tracing down Minho's front to rest on his hips.
“Try it on?” he asks excitedly. “Please?”
Minho smiles and screws open the capsule. He walks the few steps into the bathroom, trying to find a mirror, and Jisung waddles behind like a curious puppy.
Jisung watches the reflection as Minho paints his lips delicately. When he seems happy with the results, he smacks his lips and turns back to Jisung.
Smiling mischievously, he says, “Come here, baby.”
Jisung goes along. Of course he does. “What?” He laughs.
Minho doesn’t answer. Instead he grabs his hand and pulls Jisung closer so he can plant another kiss on his lips. This time it’s a quick peck. ”So? What’s the verdict?” He giggles.
Jisung licks his lips before he smiles widely. “I put my nose to good use, sniffed different flavors, but this is the one I liked best,” he says.
Minho nods, smacking his lips again. “It reminds me of,-” cutting himself off, he gives Jisung a look, one eyebrow raised. Teasing, a sign of trouble. “Perhaps that was on purpose?”
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Minho immediately bows to him, still visibly nervous but a lot more composed. This time Jisung is sure he’s the only one who can truly see just how nervous he is.
“I’m Minho, Jisung’s boyfriend.” He introduces himself with a nervous cough. His ears are colored an adorable red.
Jisung also feels flushed. It’s not a bad kind of embarrassment. He feels giddy and nervous and so happy. ‘Boyfriend.’ He really loves the sound of that.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” His father pats Minho on the back as he slowly rights himself. “What is this?” he asks then, very captivated by the dessert in Minho’s arms.
“Minho baked a cake! He’s a great cook. I’m sure it tastes great.”
“Oh how lovely!” His mother comes out from the patio door. She holds a tray with lemonade and glasses. “Jisung has been telling us how you're a natural in the kitchen. I never thought I'd have the honor of trying something of yours so soon.”
Minho grows more flustered, looking at Jisung for help. “He’s exaggerating. I'm as good a cook as the next person.”
His mother giggles. “Better than Jisung, I'm sure,” she teases, throwing in a wink.
Jisung pouts and Minho snorts.
His mother smiles brightly. “Minho dear, I’ll show you where to put the cake. Come here”
Jisung smiles and gives Minho’s side a gentle encouraging push. “Go on.”
Minho and his mother walk toward the grill, placing the drinks and cake on a table next to it.
Then Minho introduces himself to Jiwoo and greets his brother. It’s not the first time Minho has met Joonwoo and he greets him back with a few pats on the back.
Iseul stands behind her dad’s legs, but when Minho crouches down and smiles at her she opens up quickly.
Jisung fondly watches it all play out with a bright smile. He gives them all a minute before he too walks over.
Iseul grows attached to Minho extremely quickly. “So pretty!” She gushes. “Princess!”
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Jisung can’t even begin to wrap his head around the situation. A half-naked man is snuggled up in bed with an adorable cat, and he is in the fucking closet. It sounds like the synopsis for some rom-com he would tease Hyunjin for watching.
Except he’s currently living it, convinced this will end in murder rather than romance.
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In which Minho and Jisung tackle co-parenting a cat, catching a stalker, and falling in love all within the span of a week.
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10 Jul 2026
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Quatervois — (n.) a critical decision, crossroads, or turning point in one's life /kah-tehr-vwa/ french;
In an attempt to fight South Korea’s declining birth rate, the government launches a program designed to match people who want to become parents — without romance or the social expectations of marriage.
Lee Minho, a brilliant 31-year-old pediatrician, and one of the creators of the project, decides to join the program himself. As a carrier of the rare Reine Syndrome — a condition that allows men to become pregnant — he volunteers as one of the candidates willing to carry a child.
That’s how he ends up matching with Han Jisung — a 29-year-old journalist who works as a musician on the side, is ace, and has always dreamed of becoming a father.
What could possibly go wrong?
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08 Jul 2026