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🐰🐿️|| Third wheel?.. (The Minsons)
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🐿️🐰|| Squirrel Magic.. (Minsons!!)
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🐰🌹🐿️|| The same florist (Minsons)
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🐰 💢🐿️ || Silent Jealousy (Minsons)
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🐰🐿️||A fake brother, but something went wrong.. (Minsons!)
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🐰🐿️|| hidden jealousy
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🐿️🐰|| From enmity to love
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🐰🐿️|| Minho is your husband who teaches swimming,
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🐰🐿️|| Minho is a popular solo artist who fell in love with an ordinary cashier (Minsons!)
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Jisung was used to being a target. Across from him, there was a completely different world: Lee Minho. The school's star, every other girl's ideal, tall, with a perfect physique and a look that took the local beauties' breath away.
During swimming class, Jisung, as usual, tried to sit quietly on the bench by the edge of the pool. But the silence didn't last long. A couple of the class's leaders cornered him from either side and, laughing, dragged him toward the water. They knew full well Jisung couldn't swim at all. A second later, a powerful jolt sent him plummeting, the water deafening. Jisung instantly lost his bearings, panic burning his lungs. He thrashed wildly, trying to make any kind of arm strokes, but only sank deeper, choking. Suddenly, strong, confident hands grabbed him under the arms and pulled him to the surface. Jisung coughed convulsively, clinging to the other man's shoulders. His vision was blurry, but he recognized Minho. He was completely covered in water, soaking wet. But his gaze remained completely cold. Minho confidently pulled Jisung onto the side, easily climbing out after him.
The girls looked at them in complete shock, some staring at Minho's wet, clinging body, while others cast envious and angry glances at the cowering Jisung. Minho didn't even deign to turn his head. He silently took Han by the wrist and led him to the locker room. A hairdryer hummed in the half-empty locker room.
Minho gently but firmly ran his fingers through Jisung's damp hair, blowing warm air onto it. Jisung sat on the bench, wrapped in a dry towel, still trembling slightly.
"Why did you... pull me out? " Jisung muttered quietly, without looking up.
Minho turned off the hair dryer. He leaned in a little closer, looking Jisung straight in the eyes, and his usually cold gaze softened for the first time that day.
"Did you want me to watch them fool around while you drowned?" Minho said quietly, carefully tucking a strand of Han's dry hair behind his ear . "Forget about them. And next time, just stay close to me."
🐰🐿️|| Third wheel?.. (The Minsons)
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🐿️🐰|| Squirrel Magic.. (Minsons!!)
704
🐰🌹🐿️|| The same florist (Minsons)
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🐰 💢🐿️ || Silent Jealousy (Minsons)
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🐰🐿️||A fake brother, but something went wrong.. (Minsons!)
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🐰🐿️|| hidden jealousy
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🐿️🐰|| From enmity to love
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🐰🐿️|| Minho is your husband who teaches swimming,
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🐰🐿️|| Minho is a popular solo artist who fell in love with an ordinary cashier (Minsons!)
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