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“Uh,” Jisung says as he enters his dorm room after work. Minho is lying on Jisung’s bed with his head hanging from the edge as he scrolls on his phone.
“Afternoon, boyfriend,” Minho says without looking away from the screen.
“Shit.” Jisung winces, kicking off his shoes. “You heard.”
jisung confirms he’s dating minho when he’s not. minho suggests fake dating as damage control.
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18 Apr 2026
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"Is he there all the time or only sometimes?"
"Minho, he's a stripper. You can't have a fucking crush on him."
"So?" he asked.
Minho realized that it wasn't the Neon lights that made Jisung look so breathtaking. It wasn't how they shone on him when he walked around. It was the confidence he had while he was there. The confidence that sadly didn't exist outside of the club. He didn't understand why it didn't. Jisung was easily the prettiest person he's ever seen. He wanted to make the confidence exist outside of those doors. He wanted to make Jisung feel the same way that the bright lights made him feel. He wanted to make that part of him real. He wanted to see it outside of the club and for it to be genuine, not forced. He just didn't know how to.
⚠️warning ⚠️
-mature content (smut)
- eating disorder
- body dysmorphiatop: Minho
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31 Mar 2026
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He stands and watches Jisung while coach rambles on about their week. Shit-eating grin, deceptively round cheeks, lightning in his eyes. Minho knows the type, he’s been in the game long enough. Cocksure asshole, boiling over with his own ego, toxic masculinity to boot.
Minho hates him, he doesn’t need to be proven right by talking to Jisung, he knows he hates him by the way Jisung smacks fists with Jeongin, thumps him on the back when they break to start practice.
“I hear he’s gunning for your limelight,” Changbin hooks Minho over the neck with a strong arm, heading down the field. “Better watch out.”
Minho scoffs. “Fat fucking chance. I’d like to see him try.”
(OR: Hotshot quarterback Minho hates cocky transfer player Jisung, but he hates losing more.)
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14 Jan 2026
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In a world where scents define everything; dominance, submission, desire; Servile Han Jisung has spent years hiding his sweet pudding pheromone, convinced it's a curse that paints a target on his back. Apex Lee Minho, cold and untouchable, rejected him once in the cruelest way possible, branding him "clingy" and walking away.
Five years later, on a chaotic university campus rife with hierarchy stigma and rivals circling like sharks, their paths collide again. Han's pre-heat leaks draw every Apex's attention, but the one who finally snaps isn't a stranger, it's the man who broke him first.
In this world Apex are ruling everything.
Anchors are the middleman which Apex loves them.
Serviles are Apex's toys, they're good for nothing except maybe some Anchors who wants them.(Or: Minho learns too late that running from what you want only makes the chase sweeter. Han learns that being claimed by the one who hurt you most can heal everything.)
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In retrospect, Felix should have known better than to steal from Seoul’s most powerful vampire.
Bang Chan doesn't take any threat to his clan lightly, even if it comes in the form of a pretty human boy.
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11 Jan 2026