"I've never... I don't like to try new things." "So let me make it easier for you," replied the boy, lifting the cigarette to his lips again to inhale a slightly longer lungful of smoke. Beckoned Jisung closer again. Jisung who obliged easily. Jisung who realised he was now close enough to see every inch of flawless skin, eyes sub-consciously catching on the beauty mark on the side of his nose, the way bunny teeth were just visible through parted lips. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. sinless han jisung / experienced lee minho / yangnyeom ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. 18+ themes baby stays avert your eyes :)

"We shouldn't be doing this." "Do you want to stop?" "No." ---------------------------------- Villain x Hero's sidekick ---------------------------------- All characters are Oc's except for Minho and Jisung. Warning: Smut Graphic Violence SA (kind of) Domestic Abuse Smoking ------------------------------- I'll add TW at the beginning of every chapter but if any of the above topics make you uncomfortable then don't read this story. -------------------------------- Started: 01/07/24 Finished: 27/08/24 10k views: 07/11/24 200 follower special chap: 30/06/2025

"Well, if I had the freedom to choose, we wouldn't even be having this conversation, Dr. Lee." Han Jisung thrives in it, in the way hands reach for him like he's something worth touching. But what would they say if they knew? Would they still whisper his name like a prayer, still dream of having a piece of him? Or would they finally see him for what he is? Not a god. Not an idol. Not untouchable. Just a boy. And boys get sent to therapy. in short: seemingly freaky, cocky and privileged jisung meets his match, Minho - his assigned psychiatrist

*✰⭑ ✶*★⭒ The boy felt a presence next to him sit down. A firm, and kind of demanding grip on his bouncy leg made him turn to the inappropriate person. Oh, it's Lee know. And he was fucking close. Close enough to speak next to his ear "I still feel guilty for yesterday. I'm asking you again: Please let me make it up to you." A quick glace to right, made Jisung aware of two pleading eyes looking at him. His body tensed. He gulped and with shaking voice he whispered. "How?" *✰⭑ ✶*★⭒ Jisung doesn't really like highschool, but swimming against the mainstream had never been his thing. Being pushed around like a ball of uselessness was his life purpose. His mother not making it any better; He could cry himself to sleep every night, if it wasn't for his one freeing hobby: Stargazing - Nightime was the one true way of escaping. No people, no judgement. Just breathing. Through a unsettling coincidence, Lee Minho steps into his life, like a plantation of light - Weird, a little risky and more comfort, than any parent was ever able to give to Jisung. And while the world spins around itself; it forgets to notice the chemistry, only two were able to see. *✰⭑ ✶*★⭒ A story about fate and destiny, being unscrupulous sculpturers of stone. Their whole attention? - Jisungs pathetic life. And Minhos intervention, like the strange persona he is. When these two meet, angsty Jisung and yolo Minho, stars will fly, meet and fall. *✰⭑ ✶*★⭒

Minho's friend drops off an old mannequin at his place. The catch? It kisses him when he's asleep! *This is just a work of fiction. *The story includes fluff, a bit of mature content, cursing, humor, a bit of angst Started: 10/23/22 Ended: 01/13/25

Minho is a dancer. Minho is bipolar. Minho doesn't do relationships unless it's Jeongin. Minho is slow as fuck. Minho doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Minho is confusing. But that didn't stop Jisung from falling hard for him. Minho looked at him with darkened eyes. "Dance for me Sungie".

[COMPLETED] The idea of love scared Jisung. His whole life he's been told that love would only get him hurt and so he ran for any sort of romantic relationship, but for a moment he didn't mind the thought of getting burned for just a quick glimpse of what that might feel like-to be in love. - Started: 06/18/24 Ended: 12/30/24

"I'm not tryna be romantic but I'll let you hit it from the back just so you don't get attached" +. - +. - +. - In which Jisung and Minho are best friends and find each other waking up in the same bed after a night out. Only to become friends with benefits. +. - +. - +. - +. - Texting au/best friends to lovers au/ friends with benefits au cuz author cannot stick to one trope xxx

"Maybe this time... I'll be lucky" +. - +. - +. - +. - +. - From an empire taking over another, to deep rooted hatred for one another's identity. Jisung never thought he'd end up falling in love with someone he swore was his worst enemy.

"Do you dance?" His jet black hair, slicked back revealing his forehead with the slight drops of sweat lingering there made Jisung loose his sense. "I-I.." He stuttered. "I've never been taught.. Your style.." He looked down blushing. Taking a grip of his waist, Minho grinned "Let me show you baby" +. - +. - +.-+.- The summer of 1963 and in which Jisung goes on his annual family vacation only to find himself caught up in the good for nothing gang. But oh how bad he loved dancing with him.