Hoseok loves Yoongi and Yoongi doesn't. That's the basic plot but ofcourse I am gonna milk it . So Dive in to know their story.

just bunch of one shorts stories about yoongi and hoseok. [all the stories were originally posted on archive of our own ]

This is a Translation from the Thai novel entitled สิงสาลาตาย which has been given official permission by the author. ... ... Past murder cases, related to the present. Ancient beliefs are connected to mystery. Greed, associated with death. And trust is related to relationships. 'Singha', an investigative inspector who has handled many cases before, has to get involved and take action in a murder case. Seven people's brutally mutilated bodies were found in the forest. The police who visited the location informed that apart from finding the body, they also arrested a suspect who might be the perpetrator. And when Shingha arrived at the scene, he discovered a sad picture. But what attracted him was a young man covered in blood, who kept saying that it wasn't him... No, I didn't...I really didn't. It's a curse... The ghost did it! Singha, who did not believe in any mystical things, without hesitation put the young man named Thup in a cell to await further investigation. However.... the events that happened after that became the turning point in this case! The number one suspect ends up becoming his assistant in investigating everyone's most haunting case, from now on .... .... The copyright of this novel under ARN BOOK as the publisher and MTRD.S as original author.

"I have nothing to do with you. You took your revenge so leave me alone...!" "I won't.,..." "Why...?" "Because I..." Is that how he imagined meeting his mate? He doesn't imagine it this to turn out this way...or did he? _________________________________________ This is one-shot book. I hope will like this story. I am not a native English speaker so please forgive me for my grammatical mistake.❤ Enjoy reading.❤

This is a compilation of one shots or short stories..!The characters and plot doesn't belong to me... only the plot belongs to me. Open for request of any bl pair 1. Forced Love doesn't last ---- Completed. 2. Eternal Love ---- Completed. 3. Mafia 👑King's Innocent 👨❤️👨Lover ---- Completed. 4. After Divorce 💔 ---- Completed. 5. Young Alpha Father ---- Completed. 6. My Destiny ---- Completed. 7. Does it end with a break up.? ---- Upcoming

From best friend to lovers. From heart break to wedding . From single to being a dad . A journey of love , tears and happiness . A page of love story .

"I want to be the reason You look down at your phone and smile ..... Then walk into a pole"

"I couldn't get enough of him. I was tired and sore but I didn't care. I didn't want to sleep. I wanted the ache. I wanted him in me, all the time. His weight on top of me. I wanted to squeeze him in further and further. I wanted to watch his face. I wanted his sweat to drop onto me. I wanted to drop mine on him. I got on top of him. I'd never done it before. I couldn't really believe it; I was doing this. I was inventing something. I held him and put him in. He felt deeper in me." "I never imagined that something like this was even possible between us. I was getting addicted to the pain he inflicted on me like a drug does to its addict. His pheromones put me in a trance." "There were bruises on my body, and sometimes I left numb from the pain, yet I wanted him to give me the pain. I begged him like a thirsty slut. I know I sound like a sick pathetic whore. But you don't know how much I.... I must obey my master, or else I will be punished " 🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢🪢 This is a BDSM story, involving Dominant- Submissive relationship. There would be use of foul words, mention of sex toys. Dominance, submission, sadism, masochism. *A devil and an angel huh?* This is a First Khaotung story. Other important characters in this story- Earth and Mix TayTawan and New/Newwiee P.S- The first part of the story has been inspired from a popular novel. I repeat only the first part. 🤭

Akkayan fantasy oneshots Mature moments Fluff

(You can also find more of my works on AO3 - pinkgrapefruitie) The world was a blur once again. Ray liked it that way, the numbness, all the feelings kept at bay, the burn of the liquor running down his throat. He staggered, confused and unable to make out whose arms he was in. The scent was familiar but was lost in the overwhelming smell of the booze and vomit on his own clothes. Familiar. Comfortable. The smell of his own downfall.