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".

And even if his heart stopped beating, his body going numb and his hands turning cold, he'd still seek Hongjoong's sad but longing eyes because they kept him alive. "Hongjoong-ah, what we did was wrong. Forbidden. But don't resist us our right to be. ... even if it's selfish."

Only three months did Wooyoung have to win Yunho over. Atleast he had hope. San had none. Just watching Wooyoung , his best friend that he was in love with try his luck through those 90 days.

One night in a Tokyo hotel. Kole called it nothing. Jackson can't forget. Now the cameras are off, but the game's just getting dirty.

Friends to lovers but it's a bit messier than you think it is.

"We were always made for each other, just never made to last." - Lee Felix, former student from his dance academy down in Australia, transferred to a school down in Paris. A highly recommended school for students known worldwide and beyond and succeed past their own limits to conjure more and vast accomplishments. Fairly he would've guessed or thought to himself that a simple school would be a change with getting to know new people and getting used to a different environment. But he didn't expect someone who walked the halls with his demeanor so cold and ongoing to taint his innocence with just a simple touch. Dedicated to my number one muse and motivation, M.

BamBam, an established Alpha in the K-pop' industry, has spent years focused on his career, with no time or space for love. But everything changes when he agrees to be a judge on the show, never imagining that he would meet Hu Yetao, an Omega who returns to the show driven by his love for the stage. The attraction is undeniable, but in an environment where cameras record everything and competition is fierce, both must decide whether to follow the rules... or surrender to the impulse that brings them closer and closer. -You belong on the stage. Nowhere else. -No! You belongs to me. Original Story: @Kikirik_i

Changbin counted the stacks of money, blunt between his lips."This is going to be easy, right Hyung?" Minho groaned in frustration."Not with that observant fucker watching my every move. This plan might go to shit."