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“Daddy’s Little Monster, huh?” A low voice hums down his neck. He startles before he can help himself, spinning around, and oh.
The Joker.
Holy fuck.
The man standing before him is perhaps the most gorgeous specimen he’s ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on, even with the rough green hairspray job.
Unfair, he thinks. And exactly his type – Changbin was right.
He cocks his head to the side as his eyes sweep downwards, going for coy, but with the alcohol in his system he wouldn’t be surprised if it comes off as downright slutty.
“Minho, isn’t it?” He asks after he’s finished staring. He wishes he could stare longer, hopes that maybe Minho will give him the chance.
“You’ve heard?” He smirks, looking extremely pleased with himself. It’s a pain that the cocky attitude works for him, even more of a pain that Jisung likes it so much.
OR: Jisung decides to dress as Harley Quinn for Halloween and Minho has coincidentally dressed up as the Joker.
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17 Sep 2026
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"You're in my seat."
“Pardon? Your seat?” Jisung replied awkwardly. Why was this guy getting upset when this is literally a cafe and people can sit anywhere. He was sitting on the left side of a big couch. The guy could have sat on the other end without causing any fuss.
“Yes. My seat.”
Or Jisung and Minho meet over a petty seat dispute and end up grossly falling in love throughout the seasons.
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12 Sep 2026
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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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04 Sep 2026
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"You can do better, right?"
His voice was like poison, a hook in his mind, echoing in his skull before the world exploded in pain. A brutal whack landed on his ass, the paddle a brand of fire that seared through him. He screamed, the sound raw and ripped from his throat.
"Ten." Jisung sobbed out, the number a lifeline, the only thing holding his consciousness together. Spots danced behind the blindfold, his body trembling on the knife's edge of passing out, but his voice kept him anchored. "Good Boy. That's how you do it."
The praise was a drug, and his body responded with a pathetic betrayal. A small spurt of thin, watery cum leaked from his spent, wet, twitching cock, followed by a broken whimper.
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Or: Jisung takes a job as a BDSM model, and Master Lee Minho develops a special interest in his new acquisition.
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29 Aug 2026
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Han Jisung is a scholarship student with one rule: stay away from the rich kids who run the university.
Lee Minho, heir to a fortune, is the living embodiment of that rule.Forced to mentor the sharp-tongued design student, Minho finds him to be the most infuriating person on campus. His indifference is absolute... until he discovers Jisung's other life.
In the dim light of a high-end strip club, the sight of Jisung in a skirt and cropped jacket shatters Minho's carefully constructed world. For a man who was never interested in anyone, the sudden desire for the one person he can't have forces two completely different worlds to collide.
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Jisung leaned in until their foreheads almost touched. “I don’t care if you’re rich.” He continued, his voice steady despite the heat under his skin. “I don’t care if everyone stares at you.”
His grip tightened slightly. “And if you’re trying to figure out whether I’m interested?” His eyes held Minho’s. “I'm not scared of you. I like men. I like women. I like whoever I want.”
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29 Aug 2026