-The way you looked at him when you thought he wasn't paying attention. -The way you pulled away. - The way you let someone else hold you when it should have been him. But some things are meant to be lost and found again. ... 𝘣𝘴𝘧!𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘣𝘴𝘧!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 .ᐟ Best friends to lovers. Angst with fluff

TWs: 18+, graphic violence (torture, etc.) mature language, sexual content, drug use Emotional damage may be caused, read at your own risk🤗 ••••• Katherine Black was born to rule. To command. Order and control were the rhythm she lived by, the structure she built her world upon. She knew exactly who she was, and so did everyone else. What she inspired wasn't fear, nor was it blind admiration. It was either respect, or a nasty type of jealousy. But there was always one exception. One infuriating, impossible, red-haired exception who refused to bow to her presence. Fred Weasley. So the question becomes: what happens when the Trickster falls for the untouchable Heiress? And what happens when he realises her destiny is far too great to comprehend?

"You should quit smoking.. It's not good for you." "Says the one who smoked three times more than me?" "I'm trying to quit smoking." You smiled bitterly. "I hope it's as easy as it was leaving me." 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳!𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳⭑.ᐟ 𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙣𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 ⚠️𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝙇𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙎𝙢𝙪𝙩, 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 ‼️(ꜱᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ɪɴᴊᴜʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ)‼️

[ completed!! ] In their four years of knowing each other, Draco Malfoy and Amora Buckley have never managed to see eye to eye. However, when the pair are locked in the library overnight together, things start to change between them- and neither of them like it. Throw in Harry Potter's not-so-subtle crush on Amora, the fact that her cousin is Hogwarts' golden boy Cedric Diggory, and that her mother is the Muggle Studies professor, and things are bound to get even more complicated... TROPES/EXTRA TAGS: enemies to lovers, secret relationship, forced proximity, forbidden love, opposites attract, slowburn. TRAINING WHEELS draco malfoy x oc goblet of fire - deathly hallows harry potter series.

------------------------- "This isn't going to make a lot of sense to you in the beginning, and I'm sorry about that." ------------------------- *Mentions of drugs, abuse, murder, alcohol, addiction, and suicide. Please be aware*

TRIGGER WARNING - Story hints at suicide. Seventy days. Eight friends. One secret too heavy to hide. What began with laughter and late nights slowly unravels into silence, tension, and things left unsaid. Some smiles hide more than anyone could ever imagine.

Chapter Length: 3k-5k words When Y/N moves to Seoul to chase the dream of becoming a novelist, she expects loneliness, small apartments, late-night coffee shifts, and the humbling chaos of starting over. She does not expect Hwang Hyunjin. Her new neighbor is the kind of beautiful she's only ever written about. Tall. Sharp. Dark-eyed. Too artistic for the world that demands so much of him. Too moody for his own good. And somehow always standing in the hall at the exact moment she steps out of her apartment - amused, curious, calling her "princess" with a voice that slips under her skin. They start as almost-enemies, a strange dance of irritation and unwanted chemistry. Then come the coincidences. The stolen glances. The late-night balcony talks. The quiet moments she shouldn't miss as much as she does. Hyunjin keeps teasing her. Y/N keeps pretending she hates it. Neither of them stop falling. He carries her through the winter nights. She becomes the softness he didn't know he needed. A drunken confession slips through her lips. And suddenly, everything is too close, too warm, too dangerous to ignore. They were supposed to be neighbors. Nothing more. But the walls are thin, the nights are cold, and falling in love with the boy next door is much harder to avoid when he's the one holding you every time you stumble.

Hyunjin doesn't mean to end up in the small gallery tucked between a bakery and an alleyway- but it's raining, and the door's open, and he's tired in a way he can't explain. Aeri doesn't recognize him. She's too busy trying to remember what it means to make art that feels like hers again. They don't talk much at first. Then they do. Not about everything, but about the things that matter. Sketchbooks are exchanged. Silence is shared. Somewhere in the middle of all that stillness, they start becoming something to each other. Not lovers. Not strangers. Just... safe. And when the world starts noticing, neither of them runs. They just stay exactly where they are. ૮₍ '• ˕ •' ₎ა This story is quiet on purpose. I started 'something that feels quiet' because I wanted to explore what it means to be known in silence, not because of who you are to the world, but because of who you are when no one's looking. It's not a story about grand confessions or fast-paced drama. It's about the small things: an unreadable look, the stillness between two people, the comfort of being seen without being recognized. Aeri and Hyunjin's connection isn't loud. It's soft and slow, like art you stand in front of for a long time before realizing why it moves you. If you've ever felt burnt out, like your presence takes up too much space, or maybe not enough, I hope this story gives you a moment of peace-something gentle, something still. Thank you for being here and for letting quiet things have space to bloom. - H

Jia and Hyunjin can't stand each other, but when they're forced to spend a weekend together at a beach house, their constant bickering turns into something far more dangerous. Beneath the insults and heated arguments is an undeniable chemistry they both refuse to admit. As tension flares into passion, they'll have to face the truth: sometimes the line between hate and desire is razor thin.

Cold. Cruel. Calculated. Very. Hot. Mess. Slow Burn/Forbidden Romance/Forced Proximity. STRAY KIDS HWANG HYUNJIN ❤️ Coming soon...