Fics like Desert Detours and the Quest for A/C

Jisung turns his head to give Minho an angry squint. “I feel like you’re trying to trick me. I don’t know how, or for what reason, but you are.” Minho isn’t looking at him anymore, scrolling on his phone, gracing Jisung with his ridiculous side profile. “I would never trick you,” he says, voice as flat as the plains of Colorado. “That sounds like something someone who’s trying to trick me would say.” “Jisung.” “What.” “Come here.” He clicks his phone off and sets it on the nightstand between their beds, then pats his thigh. “What?” Jisung short circuits for a moment. Minho wants him to… what? Sit on his thigh? Isn’t that a little forward? That has to be skipping at least ten steps. They’ve only known each other for, like, less than 72 hours. And a majority of that was spent antagonizing one another. “I said come here.” And he pats his thigh again as if that’s a completely normal thing to do. or jisung goes on the most miserable road trip of his life and meets a hitchhiker named rhino.

Fics like Desert Detours and the Quest for A/C

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