Sometimes heartbreak isn't an earth-rumbling, world-altering quaking shatter, but rather a crack here and a chip there until it merely crumbles under the smallest pressure. Moral of the story, don't fall in love with straight men and always prep an asshole before anal. The trials and tribulations of a, mostly, queer friend group and Minho learns how to have feelings, or some other embarrassing shit like that.

Friends to lovers but it's a bit messier than you think it is.

Minho is a dancer. Minho is bipolar. Minho doesn't do relationships unless it's Jeongin. Minho is slow as fuck. Minho doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Minho is confusing. But that didn't stop Jisung from falling hard for him. Minho looked at him with darkened eyes. "Dance for me Sungie".

TEXT FIC Kind of cliché, sorry Jisung is your usual favorite shy boy irl but confident texter, while Minho is your usual popular and unbothered boy. What happens when Jisung text Minho an inappropriate message? TW: dirty jokes / curse words smut?? talks abt anxiety