Fics like two for the show

“Unnie, you gotta start being nicer to Channie-oppa.” She cracks open one eye to watch as Jisu drains the rest of her drink, which is mostly melted ice at this point. She can’t quite place Jisu’s tone, which should be lighthearted but comes off as something else. “What do you mean by that?” “Oppa loves mean,” Jisu says, “so you need to stop being mean to him, or else he’ll fall in love with you.” Ah, that’s Jisu’s half-joking voice. She’s not blind—she knows her brother and she knows Minhee. Minhee’s not offended by being called mean; she knows what Jisu is saying. She’s got a resting bitch face and a no-bullshit attitude—but also an insatiable need to mess with people. It’s offputting for those who don’t know her, but charming to those who do. She knows that. Jisu knows that. Chan knows that. Minhee has always suspected that he likes that about her. What Jisu doesn’t know is that it might be a little late for Minhee to change that. Minhee's been texting her best friend's brother in secret for years now. It's all fun and games until he comes to town.

Fics like two for the show

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