blurred lines | minsung

Jisung was loud, messy, and full of feeling.
Minho wasn't.

Thrown together by a last-minute housing assignment, they became reluctant roommates - sharing a too-small apartment, late-night snacks, and more tension than either of them knew how to name.

Minho didn't believe in love.
Jisung believed in it too much.

Somewhere between shared playlists, late-night deep talks, sharing ramen at 3 am and quiet mornings, they started to fall -

but only one of them admitted it.

"You're my roommate," Minho told him. "Not my boyfriend."

So Jisung left.

No note. No goodbye. Just silence.

And Minho? He didn't realize what he lost until it was too late.

But when Jisung returns, months later - stronger, colder, harder to read - Minho finds himself standing at the edge of something he's not sure he deserves to feel.

This time, if he wants him back...

he'll have to mean every word.

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