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Jisung truly didn’t mean to steal Minho’s jersey.
He didn’t even know whose it was - let alone who the hell Lee Minho was - he just grabbed it, not a thought in his mind as he tugged it over his head as he rushed to get ready for the game. He still barely knew his way around the locker rooms and the field - he had been a last minute addition, joining the cheerleading squad three games into the season.
In which cheerleader!Jisung gets on lacrosse-player!Minho's bad side and has to deal with the consequences for the rest of the semester.
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Would Minho have sex with him? Would he want to? The thought turns Jisung’s stomach. He doesn’t want Minho to get the wrong idea about why he comes here, why he’s meeting up with him.
“I’m straight,” he blurts, without prompting, heartbeat heavy in his fingers, his cheeks, behind his eyes.
Minho twists around so that the chains of his swing are crossed, staring Jisung dead on with his eyebrows raised. “Um. Okay? I’m not trying to sleep with you.”
Shame burns deep in Jisung’s insides, through the cavity of his chest, between his bones. “I–I know,” he stutters. “I’m–” swallowing back bile, something sharp. “Sorry, I don’t know why I said that.”
(OR: Han Jisung, Lee Minho, & Mutually Assured Destruction)
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They sit and stare at each other for a moment. Jisung is out of breath, even as his leg jitters and he feels like he has enough energy to run the whole way home.
Finally, Changbin says, "so, you believe in God, huh?"
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- Part 1 of catboy (catholic boy) jisung
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“You’re blue today,” Jisung says when they sit beneath their great oak.
“You can’t feel colors,” Seungmin mutters. He watches the grass dance. He sprinkles daisy petals on Jisung’s face.
“I can feel your colors,” Jisung hums. His eyelashes flutter against his cheeks.
“What do my colors feel like?” Seungmin asks. He arranges some of the petals in a line across Jisung’s forehead.
“Safe,” Jisung whispers, so quiet it's almost lost in the wind. Seungmin has never seen him so at peace.
In a small beach town in the middle of nowhere, Seungmin learns what love is to him as he spends his childhood with a sunshine-moonlight boy who feels sunset orange, a little purple and sometimes a little bit like a storm. Seungmin knows most people don’t like those who are too many things, but he thinks the ones who are too many things are special. Jisung just happens to be more special than the rest.
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Mystery Work
Part of Unreveal Me
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!