"We need to have a talk." My fingers trembled as they traced the words on the paper. Y/n. They knew my name. My pulse began to race, breathing increasing significantly. My eyes flicked between my front door and my sliding door out to the patio, ensuring both were securely locked. Panic began to set in as I scurried across the floor and drew the curtains, shutting out any light from the outside world. I should have known. A/N: I do not own any of the characters portrayed within the story separate from my original characters. Any portrayal of Stray Kids or any other idols in this story is purely fiction and do not at all reflect their own personalities or how I view them as a person, it is purely for the sake of the story ⚠️Since this is a mafia fic, there will be depictions of violence, cruelty, mature language, and possible mature scenes, please proceed at your own discretion. - Cross posted on Ao3 and tumblr - ✨️Cover art done beautifully by StreetLightMoth on Instagram✨️ https://www.instagram.com/p/CxglUZBvGJX/?igshid=MWZjMTM2ODFkZg==

"It's not my first time, but it's my first time with you. I'd like to think that's far more special." Inexperienced with romance, Jisung wanted to have his first times during his first year of college. His first kiss, his first boyfriend, his first time even. He'd never expect his own roomate to be the one to take the most important of his firsts. His roommate? Lee Minho. nsfw topics, warning before smut | 19,367 words top ranking: #1 in minsung

War. As common as it is repulsive. Where only instinct can cut the line between life and a perishable death. 1922, war emerged between Korea and the United States, a cold winter that most soldiers will remember, if they live through it. Minho, a soldier looked up to by many, though he only keeps to himself, is a prodigy. He can lead just as well as he can kill, which is all that is looked for. Everything will take a turn for the worst when a soldier from the enemy lines is taken as a prisoner to be questioned. Jisung, who doesn't speak a word of English is now assigned to Minho, to crack, to decode. They both want the same thing...live another day. Only life will throw them in situations not most common for sworn enemies... Comfort can be found in violence The word love can be drawn in blood And no one can get what is Minho's... Not even his prisoner - Best rankings: #1 in hanjisung

[ minho x jisung ] "sometimes the worst place you can be is in your own head." when minho gets forced into therapy by his mother, he meets jisung, his therapist. minho has never been one to talk about his feelings, but as he becomes more comfortable with jisung, he decides maybe it's time for a change; a change that will make his miserable life, better. started: july 5th, 2020 completed: october 26th, 2020

Both Minho and Jisung had been single for a while. But that was about to change when their shared friend decided to introduce the two. Text & Normal chapters Main ship: Minsung Side ships: Seungjin Woochan Changlix Best​ ranking: -#1 Minsung

""Can I come in? Please, Channie?" Chan nodded and took his seat by the desk, and Felix waddled slowly into the room. "What do you want?" the oldest Australian said with a tired, but not unkind voice. "I would like to talk to you" Felix muttered. "Is something wrong with your schedule? Is Minho bothering you?" The thought made his voice harsher then he intended. Felix turned towards the book shelf and mumbled to himself "No, Minho isn't bothering me." "What was that? I can't hear you, Lix." The pet name just slipped out, and Chan bit his tongue. The younger turned around holding the yellow rubber duckie in his hands. The sight made Chan stop breathing. He was not ready for this confrontation. "Listen, Channie. Can we just go back to being friendly?" " *** *** *** Bang Chan knows what he desires, but can he get what he wants without destroying what he already have? Having always put the kids before his own needs, Chan is about to go break. But there are forces outside their little bubble trying to tear away everything that's important to Chan, not just Felix. *** *** *** A slow burner with a happy ending ;D

Als Jyp entscheidet, dass Stray Kids ihre Stunts nicht mehr selbst machen dürfen, stellt er einen jungen Stuntman namens Hyunjin ein. Stray Kids sind davon allerdings nicht begeistert. Jeder der Jungs hat sein Päckchen zu tragen und möglicherweise ist Hyunjins Vergangenheit nicht ganz so ungefährlich wie es scheint. Was passiert, wenn Felix sich in diese einmischt? Tw: - Verfolgung - Körperverletzung - Homophobie ... (boyxboy -> don't like it, don't read it :)) • beendet am 02.07.2024

Felix Der typischer Streber. Er wird gemobbt,ist gut in der Schule und leidet an Depressionen. Hyunjin Der typische Badboy. Ist in einer reichen Familie geboren. Arrogant und von sich selbst überzeugt. Ich werde versuchen schnellstmöglich neue Kapitel zu schreiben. Depression Suizid Schimpfwörter fluff Vielleicht auch bisschen smut mal schauen 🙃. Boyxboy don't like , don't read.

Kurze Zusammenfassung der bis jetzt geplanten Storys: 1. Minsung: Play with me! „Mund auf Sungie!" 2. Hyunlix: When we dance... "Du hast dich mir heute schon viel zu oft widersetzt, ganz zu schweigen davon, wie verboten heiß du in diesen engen Jeans und diesem Hemd aussiehst." 3. Chanmin: Feel me „Glaubst du, dass du das hier zu entscheiden hast? Ich denke eher, du wirst brav sein und meine Regeln akzeptieren Seungmin!" 4. Changlix: Tell me a love story „Du dachtest also, es sei eine gute Idee mich heiß zu machen und mich dann einfach so liegen zu lassen?" 5. Hyunin: Jeongin on Top? "Haben dich meine Worte also doch zum Nachdenken gebracht? Sieh es ein Kleiner, du bist der perfekte Bottom." Diese Story enthält/ wird enthalten: -alle denkbaren und möglichen Stray Kids Ships (wahrscheinlich am meisten Minsung, Hyunlix, Changlix oder Hyunin, aber keine Sorge ich shippe sie alle, also werden auch andere Pairings auftauchen) Da ich mich bemühe, möglichst glaubhafte Plots zu schreiben, sind die Oneshots immer zu lang für nur ein Kapitel, also freut euch ihr bekommt mehr zu lesen. Nun noch ein Wort der Warnung, diese Oneshots werden teilweise wirklich detaillierten Smut enthalten! Das werde ich aber vor den betroffenen Kapiteln noch einmal ankündigen. Bandlife! Freundschaft! Liebe!

"Ich bin verliebt in meinen besten Freund und er ist zu dumm um es zu kapieren." "Dann musst du ihn dazu bringen, sich in dich zu verlieben, oder du gibst ihn endlich auf." Verwirrt sehe ich zu meinem Kumpel, der nachdenklich in die Ferne sieht, während er sich am Geländer meines Balkons lehnt. "Ich wähle letzteres." "Ich wusste, dass ihr beide dumm seid, aber so dumm?" "Was meinst du damit?" "Du hast mich schon verstanden." Er klopft mir auf die Schulter und geht dann rein, lässt mich alleine mit tausend Fragen, auf meinem Balkon zurück.