‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ 𝒍𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒐 + 𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒎𝒊𝒏 . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ !! - ✙ smutshot. seungmin has a fever. chan advises him to take medicine... but why does it make him feel hotter? . . . "please, make it stop." . . . !! - may contain sensitive/triggering scenes. viewer discretion advised. !! - information may be incorrect. this work is purely for entertainment purposes only. idols are not mine. © seungdyllic 2025

"There he goes. Murderer Minho, they call him." "Why?" "Just look at him. Gives me chills." "Completely gorgeous... but cold. Those eyes... it feels like they're stabbing you." "Heard he's in a biker gang." "He's no good, that Lee Minho. Stay away, 'kay?" "Yeah, he's...scary." Lee Minho passes through the quad, earbuds in, windswept hair brushing over his deadpan gaze. He doesn't flinch at the whispers, doesn't indulge the stares. He just moves, like a ghost, a shadow, a presence that unnerves everyone without even trying. "Terrifying," Seungmin hums to himself, watching from afar. And he's not wrong. But he knows the truth that no one else sees: That the "knife-bearing bag" Minho shoulders like a warning is actually filled with cat treats, bingo cards, and jars of pudding. That beneath the cold, untouchable exterior lies a man who is, simply put: remarkable. In every damn way. It's a dangerous game - getting close to someone who keeps the world at arm's length. But Seungmin isn't deterred. He's determined to find the cracks in Minho's armor, to unravel the mystery of Murderer Minho, and maybe... just maybe, steal his heart in the process.

Minho and Seungmin broke up due to Seungmin "cheating." Is this true? Or is there more to the story?

Signing the marriage certificate felt like he was signing his own death certificate. Kim seung min, a 23 year old man who's trying to go to college though his family is suffering debt. Lee Minho, is 27, yet to inherit his father's companies. His parents would like for him to settle down and have kids. |TOP, MINHO | BOTTOM, SEUNGMIN| (DISCONTINUED, BYE BYE)

Seungmin is tired of having to hide his and Minho's relationship from the public so he takes it into his own hands to get attention from his boyfriend. TW: smut

At Seungmin's luxurious mansion, the Stray Kids members gather for a weekend of fun - until the chaos of a simple game of Spin the Bottle turns into something much more intense. When Seungmin is dared to spend seven hours in a secluded room with Lee Know (Minho), the game quickly escalates from playful teasing to something far more dangerous. With the clock ticking down, the tension between Seungmin and Minho becomes palpable, as old feelings surface and lines blur between friendship, rivalry, and something deeper. Trapped in a dark room together, their shared history and the heat between them ignite a chemistry neither expected. As the minutes stretch into hours, their emotions flare, and the game becomes a test of patience, desire, and control. The rest of Stray Kids watches with bated breath, knowing one thing for sure - no one will come out of this the same.

Mafia AU, Slow Burn, Angst with Comfort, Identity Drama, Found Family, Enemies to Lovers (but soft), Trust Issues, Jealousy, Subtle Fluff Lee Minho is a name no one says out loud unless they want to disappear. Cold, composed, and lethal, he's the silent enforcer behind one of the city's most dangerous syndicates. Everyone fears him - or pretends to. No one looks him in the eye. No one touches his coat. No one dares speak to him like he's human. Except Seungmin. A nobody. The broke laundromat kid with a dry wit, a sharper tongue, and a really bad habit of pointing out how pink Minho's ears get whenever he's flustered. What Minho doesn't know is that Seungmin knows exactly who he is - and always has. What Seungmin doesn't expect... is to care. When a rival gang targets Seungmin to get to Minho, secrets unravel: about loyalty, lies, and how far Minho will go for someone who was never supposed to matter. And Seungmin? He'll have to decide if falling for a man who lives in blood and shadows... was worth lying in the first place.

A laugh I kept. A silence I carried. An ache I never named.

"Mr Smith?" Minho questions his staff looking for a specific someone around their mansion. "Where is my husband?" "Husband?" Mr Smith chuckles. "But sir! You are a batchlor"

"Romantic feelings are tricky. Always have been. But romantic feelings between Kim Seungmin and Lee Minho really take the damn 'tricky' award. Actually, that's hardly the term to use. In order to describe THEM - oh, them, with their lingering glances and their infuriating obliviousness and their mutual, self-destroying pining - you'd need a word FAR more destructive. Because, folks, destroy they did. These two are a prime example of why we MUST ADRESS our feelings in a mature, open-minded way rather than letting them stew in silent jealousy and deep longing and constant over-thinking, only if you don't want everything to fall to pieces, of course. But, it's them. THEM. So, no, feelings weren't adressed, and yes, everything fell. Let their... yup, I'm gonna say it... let their love be a lesson to you all, alright? Ah, a story about unrequited feelings. Isn't it such a doozy?" Lee Felix hummed, tone of honey reverberating around the venue as his mischevious smile widened and he spun the microphone between his fingers. or What's worse than seeing the person you love, love someone else? Kim Seungmin and Lee Minho are both royally idiotic, in denial, sickeningly in love idiots. Complete and utter destruction ensues. or Lee Minho realises that he is Too Late, and he'll never be the same again.