"Our poor baby,"

"Should we help you out?"

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"We'll make it better"

Fans had their speculations on Minho and Jisung. Specifically, what kind of relationship they had. Some of them were convinced it was all fanservice, that the two idols were only playing into peoples fantasies. Yes, maybe they are close friends, but surely they're not that close. Other types of fans were sure the two were soulmates. It didn't matter what kind exactly, just that two souls who fit together like the moon and the sun had found each other. Of course, there are also those kinds of fans that obsessively insisted both of them are and nothing else can be true. There's many kinds of fans. Many rumors and even more of fan theories.

No one other than close family, friends and the other members knew that some of those fan theories were true. Love. Not just one type of love, however. The aching and longing kind, the admiring love, lustful love but also a love that makes everything oh so tender. People really hit it on the nail with the soulmate thing, though they couldn't publically confirm it.

However, there is one thing Minho and Jisung haven't mentioned once. Something the fans, normal staff or otherwise not immediate trusted people, cannot ever find out. A secret that would surely put their careers in a casket while setting it on fire. A third person. Hidden in their shared apartment, kept from any vacation photos or trivial life updates.

A third person that Minho as much as Jisung loved just as much as each other. Someone to fill the last bit of their missing piece and make both of them feel complete. Someone that's just a normal person, no fame, no big internet presence.

Someone that both Minho and Jisung long for every and each day. Someone they, luckily, will soon see again as they fly back home from their latest concert.

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