"just focus on me. just you and me, no one else." he felt wooyoung rub his nose against his own as he looked into his eyes. "dance with me, san." when the music started and san looked into wooyoung's eyes, he felt the raw passion and new sense of seduction that begged him to chase his inhibitions. so he did. or: choi san is a professional and prodigy ice skater who has worked his way up the ladder with ease. the first real heartbreaking loss he experiences is when an unknown skater takes his expected win at nationals right out from under him. the next time he steps onto the skating rink, his coach tells him he needs to start preparing for partner routines, and his partner happens to be none other than the one who stole his victory.

UNDER HEAVY EDITING. (already edited chapters will be marked) (I stopped editing because I got frustrated at how bad this story is). Please don't read this. Seriously. I'm SO MUCH better than this story;; I'd rather have you read my oneshots or my other minsung story. PLEASE DO NOT READ. DON'T. Jung Wooyoung returns to school after one year and suddenly gets a lot attention. You might wanna know why? Well, that's because Choi San had bullied him and made the whole school hate Wooyoung. The reason for it? That's something only the two of them know. And neither of them wants to remember the past. - "In my mind, his hair suddenly grew back to blonde, curling itself up like I remembered it. His black button-up that's tugged into his slick, skinny black pair of jeans changed into the pink, fluffy hoodie that he was wearing that day. Paired with a pair of baggy, comfy, light blue jeans. His expression doesn't change. Maybe because it's the same one he had back then. Trying to comprehend what I did, trying to be strong and to hold back his tears." - tw: + 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾 + 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗓 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒. 𝖨𝗍 𝗂𝗌 all 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄. × 17th of June 2022 to 26th of September 2022 Achievements: 1st in #yeosang (1st of January 23) 6th in #ateez (20th of March 23) 10th in #woosan (12th of March 23) 10K reads (26th of December 22) 2nd in #wooyoung (14th of May 23) 5th in #seonghwa (14th of May 23)

"We need a distraction, something big." "Like what?" Wooyoung asked, his voice sharp. "You gonna blow something up, hotshot?" San's eyes glinted, a hint of last night's heat in his gaze. "Maybe I will, princess. You got a better idea?" Wooyoung did have a better idea, one including punching sans stupidly hot face. (Psycho killers au) Woosan

Jung Wooyoung remembers it all - the night Choi San killed him. But fate gives him another chance, placing him back in his own body before he ever crossed paths with San's mafia. To survive, Wooyoung must play a dangerous game of seduction and strategy against the man destined to end him. -some minor gore implications- ~These are real people, and this story is just for fun and does not mean to harm any of the idols in real life!!~

"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story

"i miss you"

"Duty? I'm twenty-one, Mom! I'm not ready for this! I'm not ready to marry some stranger, to let him... touch me, to have his kids! I've never even-" He stopped, his face burning, but the words kept coming. "I'm scared, okay? I'm terrified! And none of you care! You just keep talking about legacy and alliances like I'm some kind of breeding machine!" Mr. Choi's eyes darkened, his voice low and dangerous. "You will watch your tone, young man. You are marrying San, whether you like it or not. You will bear his children, and you will continue the Choi legacy. That's what omegas do." Arranged Marriage Omegaverse Main ship- Woosan Seongjoong Yungi Jongsang

"Yeah? Well, if you think I'm just gonna roll over and play nice, you're dumber than I thought. I'll bite your dick off if you try anything, San. I mean it." A Woosan story, Mafia AU San, a psycho with no emotions or empathy, crosses paths with wooyoung, a failing medical student with no hope of even making it to tomorrow. //Fair warning: Contains Sexual assault\\

❝I thought there was no space for us in the sky.❞ In which San believes the moon has forgotten about him, and the stars bring him Wooyoung. written: 15/08/19-23/08/19 edited: 12/10/19 word count: 3,484

Country boy x city boy (slight slow burn but idk) After Wooyoungs father passed, he had been given a farmhouse by his fathers will. That's when it all started, one stuck car can lead to a lifetime of adventures. Woosan