(Omegaverse). Alphas rule, betas blend, omegas bow-this is the society Jisung lives in. But does it stop him from being a rebellious omega? Not a chance. Blending in at an omega-restricted boxing gym by pretending to be a beta is just one of his defiant moves. That is, until Minho walks in and starts getting under his skin. Started-28/2/25 Finished-9/3/25

jisung is a hardcore virgin, minho is definitely much more experienced than he could probably handle; and it so happens to be that they're together. jisung can't help but feel ashamed when he admits his skills in bed are practically nonexistent compared to his very skilled boyfriend. AKA. minho taking jisung's virginity and ruining him for anyone else <3 • mature content included

minho wants to find out the true answer to this question; are gamers really good with their hands? AKA, minho also realizing jisung intrigues him more than he realizes . + his outrageous hand kink • mature content included gamerboy!jisung x BOTTOM!minho

Jisung was quiet and reserved. Comfortable in his life as an elementary school teacher. But one of the downsides of his job was the pay- it wasn't enough. In order to keep the house he worked hard for, he's forced to search for a roommate. Enter Minho, a kind uncle by day and an underground boxer by night. And a man looking for a place to live. They find a way to be the perfect roommates, and with their differing schedules, it's easy to live around each other. But eventually their mutual interest grows. The only time life isn't pulling them in opposite directions is between the time Jisung returns home and when Minho leaves-- just before sunset. Before long, sunset becomes Jisung's favorite time of day.

☆ Where a drunken loser (Jisung) sips a bit too much of the "jungle juice" and texts his longtime hallway crush, Minho. ☆ [EXTENDED SUMMARY]: Han Jisung, 21, is just trying to move through university with presentable grades, and maybe a good time. When his newest concoction, the "jungle juice" leaves him inebriated past comprehension, it's only natural that a stupid, drunk text gets thrown in the mix. Lee Minho, 23, honestly can't tell you what the fuck is going on. 𝗧𝗟𝗗𝗥; Minho receives a drunken, love-adjacent confession from an unknown number. ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ─ a minsung fanfiction (socmed/smau) ─ 17+ recommended ─ IGNORE wattpad generated time counter. this fic is comprised of mainly images!

oneshots of minho and jisung ! 🥰 includes: fluff💕 angst💔 spicy👀 smut🔞 cws like littlespace/ mpreg are always mentioned at the beginning/ in the title 😇 any possible tws will be marked "⚠️" and the warning will be specified if i think it's necessary ! updates will be frequent but probably not scheduled !! enjoy!! <3

Being a father at such a young age was never something he had hoped for, nor something he feels able to do. It's complicated, and suddenly, his entire life changed, and maybe for the worst. What changed the most, was his relationships, who only got weirder and emptier. Until he met him. Who was weird enough. Not mpreg ! TWs Harsh langage Smut Sexual problems fanart creds: feelfeli'23

He has found his perfect match in Lee Minho, the handsome policeman who happens to become his roommate. * [M]

♡ It's important to cherish the fleeting things. Someday, they'll all be gone. ♡ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 1x ━━━━━ ❛ EXTENDED SUMMARY: Nineteen-year-old, cancer-stricken Lee Minho is well aware of the presence of his impending death. Exhausted by relentless treatments and facing another relapse, Minho contemplates giving up. His mother's unwavering hope clashed with his own yearning for a life (or lack thereof) beyond chemotherapy. As a compromise, Minho reluctantly agrees to attend a summer program for chronically ill youth. It is there where he meets Han Jisung, a boy whose terminal illness makes Minho rethink his outlook on life. ━━━━━ ❛ QUICK INFO: • LGBTQ+ Romance (albeit minimal) • Friendship Heavy • Ex-Idol/Ex-Backup Dancer • Magical Realism • Novella (~32k words), Completed Rated 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 for swear words, mental hoplessness, and other mature themes. (16+)

[COMPLETED] Bunny, that's what they called him. Identity kept a secret from the men who threw themselves at him every night. Bunnies are nice and loving, he was neither of those things. - *This story contains mature and explicit themes* - #2 ~ topminho 05/14/23 #1 ~ topminho 05/17/23 Started - 1/17/23 Ended - 12/14/25