❝ i didn't know you're the type of person who goes here in this kind of places mister president ❞ [🌈] •G A Y B A R• a markhyuck fanfiction

A compilation of various one off stories from my AO3. Recommendations welcome! Warnings: This story contains mature themes and explicit content.Pretty much all smut This is purely fictional, it does not in any way represent ateez as individuals or a group.

Heeseung enters the rink a bit earlier than his match is supposed to start to try and get some extra warm up time. What he doesn't know is that a figure skating competition was being held just before his race. The older stares at the younger with only one emotion being present on his face: disgust. He watches as the pale boy spins and gracefully slides along the rink...

[SOULMATE AU - Everyone is born with gray eyes that only change color when they kiss their soulmate] Mingyu kissed Wonwoo due to a bet, and Wonwoo doesn't like the results. --- Side Story: Jeonghan has his own potential soulmate in mind. Problem being, Jisoo has something to hide. 🌈 cover by @xxsoteria spuffynerd ©️ 2022-2024 first published: 01/04/22 completed: 06/28/24 highest ranking(s): #1 in mingyuxwonwoo #1 in svtdk #1 in wonwooxmingyu #1 in joshuahong #1 in kimmingyu #1 in meanie #5 in svtff

BOOK #2 They say love heals scars, but Seokmin's scars were lessons-bitter reminders that twisted him into a creature of darkness. His life was a series of brutal lessons that shaped him into someone who burns with an unquenchable fire. Protecting his brother-in-law's assistant was both his best and worst decision, a choice that bound him to Joshua in ways he could never escape. Joshua was his-body, mind, and soul. His to break, reshape, and claim. No one could alter that, not Joshua, not even Seokmin himself. Seokmin's voice was low, his breath hot against Joshua's skin as he spoke, "I've never craved anyone as much as I crave you." Joshua's eyes were wet with fear as he tried to pull away. "You don't love me. You're just obsessed. Let me go." Seokmin's grip tightened as he leaned in, pressing his lips to Joshua's in a kiss both tender and demanding. "I'll let you go," he whispered against Joshua's lips, "but only when my soul is ripped from this body. And even then, who knows? Maybe we're bound beyond this life."

"What kind of creep are you? Stalking your own cousin?" Wonwoo looks up from his phone to see a tall man, dressed in basketball shorts and a jersey, his face flushed and breath heavy. "Sorry? Are you talking to me?" Wonwoo asks, pointing at himself. "Yes! You! Stop stalking Jia. Stop stalking my girlfriend!" Wonwoo freezes, his hands gripping his phone tightly, before he lunges forward, throwing his fist right into the other boy's jaw. "Why the hell are you referring to my girlfriend as yours?"

Seokmin can't get the love of his life to notice him. Sick of third wheeling with his only friends, Hansol and Seungkwan, his problem seems solved with the arrival of an overseas student. Handsome and personable, Joshua is the kind of friend Seokmin has always dreamed of having. When both feel the sting of rejection Joshua makes Seokmin an offer he can't refuse. Pretending to be a couple seemed harmless and could get them both exactly what they want. But will things work out the way they plan? 18/03-2019 -7/01/2020

Joshua didn't understand when it happened, but he was happy that it did. Being left alone at his own wedding, and to save him the embarrassment when his father asked for the brown-haired smiley man to marry Joshua, Joshua didn't like it. He wanted to go back home and end himself, but he didn't, and he's glad that he didn't. That's how he met Lee Seokmin, his husband, the love of his life. The man who loves him more than anything, who is ready to pluck out the stars from the sky if Joshua asked him to. The man who brings him flowers, who kisses him as if he's the only man he wants to kiss. The man who Joshua loves.

"Just so you know," Seungcheol grunts, his voice laced with frustration, "I'm only putting up with you because of my mother. Nothing else." He forcefully pushes down on the accelerator, the car lurching forward. Jeonghan, ever the tease, smirks and playfully buckles his seatbelt. "Aw, sucks," he drawls, his tone dripping with faux disappointment. "I thought we would make such a cute couple, Cheollie." The engine roars to life as the car starts moving. --- Seungcheol had finally managed to find someone willing to play the role of his fake husband for the family gathering, a desperate attempt to save himself from the constant nagging of his family members who were determined to see him married. But the truth was, Seungcheol couldn't stand Jeonghan.

"I think Daddy hates me," Jeonghan frowns looking at the ten-year-old child sitting beside him on the swing. The child tightly held a crumpled white paper in his hand, trying to wipe away the tears streaming down his cheeks. "Why?" Jeonghan asked. "He keeps hiding me," the child replied. --- Jeonghan is determined to teach Seungcheol how to be a good parent, even though that's the only thing he lacked in his own childhood.