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“Jisung-ssi,” Minho breathes, voice barely audible over the weight of the world pushing down on him. “I know this sounds crazy, but do you believe in fate?”
Jisung smiles and it’s genuine. “No. But you do.”
Minho snorts and sits back in his chair, surprised at the certainty in which Jisung speaks. “I think you’re pushing your luck.”
“I don’t think it’s luck.”
“So it is fate,” Minho teases, cocking his head. He picks up his notepad and takes his pen out from behind his ear, underlining the word ‘romantic’ with two tight lines.
“No,” Jisung says again, big eyes turning sad. “I think things just happen. Even when they’re not supposed to.”
(OR: Minho and Jisung find each other in every life, even when the universe doesn't want them to. It does everything to stop them and they do everything to keep going.)
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"Merpeople aren't real," Jisung blurts out, his statement contradicted before it's even out of his mouth as he stares at the shimmering blue tail attached to the man in his pool.
"Oh, sorry. Let me go inform my entire society that we don't exist," the man - the merman - snarks, hissing as he tugs on the net stuck under his scales.
Jisung has a lot of questions, some of them scientific and most of them stupid, but the stupidest one of all is somehow the one his brain lets slip past his lips. "How do you piss?"
(OR: Minho comes to shore determined to prove that love isn't real. Jisung thinks he can prove him wrong in order to get his wish of getting out of his hometown. Things do not go as planned for either of them.)
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“What do you say, Minho?” Jisung asks like he already knows the answer and is just eager to watch Minho’s mouth shape around the words. “Are you down for a little western adventure before heading to the big apple?”
Minho looks down at his crumpled map, then out the diner window, onto the road where heat is still rising in lazy waves off the asphalt. He’s already off course, already behind schedule anyway. Still, it’d be stupid. Careless. And probably the most fun he’d be having in forever. A story to tell. He glances back at Jisung, at the curve of his grin and the easy slouch of his shoulders.
He nods once, firmly. “Okay. Kansas,” Minho mutters, folding his map in half. “But I’m picking the music.”
or: Minho learns it's all about the journey.
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Minho was just supposed to steal the Crown Jewels. Jisung’s heart wasn’t a part of the deal.
(Or, the most wanted thief in the country meets the Crown Prince.)
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Prince Jisung does not like the man he is fated to marry. The man he is fated to marry does not like Prince Jisung.
As they approach their final summer together before they wed, a choice hangs in the air- to either preserve the ties binding their kingdoms or, much to Jisung's satisfaction, sever them completely.