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Minho’s breath was stolen when the boy looked up, his insanely wide, pretty eyes sparkling with embarrassment and worry, igniting something in his chest.
He breathed in deeply, and the faintest scent hit him—sweet like honey. An omega’s scent. But even if he hadn’t smelled him, his soft features, wide eyes, and flawless face were incredibly omega-like.
What surprised him was that he didn’t find his scent overwhelming. Usually, those with honey scents were far too sweet, thick, and sticky. But his was light, just enough to tickle his nose and make him breathe in a little deeper.
Or thirty-seven-year-old alpha Minho meets twenty-four-year-old omega Jisung, who works at the new convenience store across from his company. He learns quickly that Jisung has an eight-year-old son, and that behind his admirable strength, is a deeply painful past.
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02 Jul 2026
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"I missed this," Minho says quietly. "Hanging out with you. I know I've been gone a lot."
It's a kind-of apology that she doesn't need to make, and something in Jisung's chest loosens slightly. "I missed you too."
"The final showcase is in two weeks. After that, I'll be around more." Minho looks up, meets her eyes. "Promise."
Two weeks. Jisung can handle two weeks. Probably. She extends her pinky finger, and Minho takes it with a fond grin.
"Okay," Jisung replies, and manages a real smile this time.
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Or: Jisung and Minho move in together, which Jisung is normal and platonic about. And then Minho's spending a lot of time with her new dance partner, which Jisung is also. Completely. Normal and platonic about!
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02 Jul 2026
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Jisung goes to church for forgiveness. Instead, he finds sin in the form of a priest.
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26 Apr 2026
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Today, Jisung's been stuck on the idea of riding Minhee's thigh. The fantasy changes like the wind; it started as just Jisung frantically grinding against her bare thigh, Minhee whispering praise and encouragement to her until she comes. But after her brain had repeated the scenario to her three times or so, it had shifted. Minhee holding her still right at the precipice of coming; Minhee making her come over and over until she cried, until it hurt. That particular visual had forced Minhee to take a seat at her desk, hiding her semi and pulling her water bottle out of her bag to clear her suddenly dry throat.
Or: Omega Jisung fantasises about her hot older alpha professor fucking her all the time. She doesn’t know Minhee can read her mind.
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16 Apr 2026
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“I’ll help you, bug. You won't do this alone.”
Jisung sighs, short-lived relief, as he's still gnawing on his bottom lip. “You will? How would we even— I mean, what can we do to prepare?”
We. It sounds heavenly coming from Jisung’s lips.
“There's stuff we can do, surely.”
Jisung rolls his eyes. That's good. Better. They always play around instead of taking things seriously, that's how they work.
Or, Minho helps his best friend Jisung prepare for his late presentation, and tries not to lose his mind along the way.
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15 Apr 2026