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    Jisung sighs wistfully. “Sometimes I just think about it.”

    “About… sucking dick?”

    “Yeah,” he nods, “they look so— I don’t know. It seems like it would be fun.”

    “Fun,” Minho echoes distantly.

    Jisung develops a new fixation and goes on a journey of self-discovery.

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    It's funny, how you can wake in the morning and have no idea where the day will take you, where you'll be at the end of it. So many normal days pass without a thing changing. Ten, thirty, eighty, one-thousand days go by without a single incident. And then—

    "Oh, Jisung! This is my cousin, Minho!"

    —Minho.

    Jisung thought he knew what love was, convinced himself as much. He's starting to think he's had it all wrong.

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    Jisung tugged the shirt free, already pressing it to his nose before his brain caught up.

    And froze.

    Because it wasn’t caramel.

    It wasn’t Chan.

    It was mint.

    Not sharp, antiseptic mint - the kind he usually hated. Softer. Fresher. Like mint tea still steaming on a wooden table.

    He inhaled again, greedy, and fell flat onto his back. The fabric was crushed to his face, his lungs filling like they hadn’t worked properly in years.

    “Oh my fucking god.”

     
    Just Chan’s mistake leads omega Jisung to develop a mint addiction.

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    “I’ve…seen you around campus and it’s good to finally meet you. Like, properly.” He fumbled over the words, his tongue feeling thick and heavy and entirely too big for his mouth. Whether it was from the weed or the nerves from Ilya's presence, Shane couldn't tell.

    “I’ve seen you, too.” Ilya grabbed the cigarette from behind his ear, bringing it to his mouth before lighting it.

    “Really?” He watched as Ilya took a long inhale from the cigarette. Shane wanted to say something in that moment, something about how mixing alcohol, weed, and nicotine was probably a bad idea, but the words died in his throat as Ilya blew out smoke from the corner of his mouth and grinned at him. He looked so fucking good.

    Da, Shane Hollander.” Shane fought back a shiver as his name fell from Ilya’s lips. He loved how Ilya’s voice had wrapped around the vowels, long drawn out and quiet. He wanted to hear it again and again.

    or, Shane Hollander has had a crush on Ilya Rozanov from afar for the past three years. They finally meet at a party.

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