im0Stvrlit
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"May I?"
My heart fluttered as he extended his hand towards me. I looked into his eyes. it was almost the same feeling I had at our first eye contact. San looks adorable from up here, and at that moment, I realised just how pretty he really is.
His little smile he always gives me every time we see each other, his nose. Oh, San's pretty nose. I just want to kiss everything on him. Everything about him is so perfect.
"You may."
I extend my hand towards his held out one when he already leads me down the last few steps. Then hand I now feel on my waist blocks out everything else, and suddenly it's just us.
Putting my hand on his shoulder, our dance begins.
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Minho’s heart drops, eyes scanning every inch of the inside of the safe.
It’s empty.
“Is this what you’re looking for?”
A voice calls out to interrupt his thoughts, masculine and teasing.
In the moment it takes Minho to react he decides that it must be the owner of the house. But when he finishes turning his head, a stranger stares back at him.
He wears a long black coat, soaked from the rain, a hood pulled over his eyes. He leans casually against the wall of the bedroom, smirking. In a gloved hand he holds a small, black box. Perfectly sized to the inside of the safe.
Minho freezes in place, lowering his body into a fighting stance. “Who the fuck are you?”
The man lazily pulls a pocket watch out of his coat pocket, and examines it closely. “Took you ten minutes to get it open. Not bad,” he tuts, “But you cut it close. You’re lucky she’s a chain smoker.” He gestures toward the garden, where the housekeeper was still smoking, oblivious, out in the rain. “Otherwise you would’ve gotten caught.”
(OR: Minho is a veteran thief. Jisung beats him at his own game.)
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14 Jun 2026
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"I used to be an idol." And at Jisung’s silent surprise, he went on. "Not from your generation. I debuted at seventeen, you might not even have been born yet." And if that wasn’t the perfect reminder for Jisung to not forget that Minho was, in fact, much older than him. Eighteen years.
"You said used to—what happened?" Jisung asked, because even though he knew an idol’s career had a limited lifespan—and that most careers peaked and declined after military service—Minho was still handsome enough to have successfully redirected his career if age had really been the problem. Minho could have easily become an actor, or at least a model.
"Ah, I got injured." Minho replied with a faint smile, and under the table, Jisung could tell he was gently tapping his left knee. "A fractured kneecap.”Jisung pressed his lips together, hoping Minho couldn’t read pity in his eyes. Because that wasn’t what he wanted to give him. Compassion, yes—but not pity.
Or: Through a series of events, Jisung finds refuge for a weekend in Minho's house, a former idol who revels in mountains' solitude. Together, they learn to not be alone anymore.
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Absolute Magnitude by cruelbbh (sunflowill) for tangerinescream
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
04 Mar 2026
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The statistics and studies were clear: eighty-five percent of the population found their soulmate before turning thirty. After that, the odds declined.
Minho had given up on finding the person meant for him the day he fled Seoul for good. The person who bore the twin mark to his own: a nameless constellation. A cluster of stars that existed only on the surface of two different skins, forming a pattern found on no other celestial sphere.Minho had given up on finding, in this lifetime, the person with whom he could name their constellation.
Or: Minho finally finds the person who bares the matching soul mark to his own.
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Take Me to You: a Pride & Prejudice retelling by LadyRiverwood
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
04 Apr 2026
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“—you’ve been staring at Chan's brother all night, you should go ask him to get his grind on.”
Jisung stopped in his tracks and stayed hidden behind the wall. That voice, that was…Writer Felicity Lee. Then who was it that had been staring at him?
Jisung peeked carefully and saw Lee Minho and Felicity Lee standing at a table full of bottles and cans across the way. The rest of the room was empty. PDnim Lee Minho had been staring at him? All night?
“I’d say it’s a little beneath me to be hitting on the help, but what do I know?” contempt dripped dangerously from Lee Minho’s lips.
Jisung’s stomach dropped. He took a step back and leaned against the wall. Rage rushed straight to his head, heating his face —the fucking what? The HELP??? He’s a business owner thankyouverymuch.
“Oh for god’s sake, Minho–” Lixie snapped, but Jisung couldn't hear the rest, just his pulse thrumming in his ears. He was ready to gut punch this man straight into the sun and watch his body burn to ashes. He didn’t care how perfect his cheekbones were.
— OR —what if Pride & Prejudice were a gender-reversed kdrama Minsung fic all in one?
*Lino’s evil laugh exits pursued by a bear*
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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.