When Lee Know agrees to a marriage of convenience with Bang Chan, it's not about love - it's about survival. Haunted by a past he refuses to speak of, Lee Know sees Chan as a safe haven, a calm in the storm he's been running from. But Chan isn't just kind - he's patient, steady and unexpectedly warm. As they navigate the awkward boundaries of a life they never planned to share, quiet understanding grows into trust... and trust into something more: love. But the past doesn't stay buried forever- and when old wounds resurface, both will be forced to choose: run from what hurts or fight for what heals.

A shipper would always know how to be a wise reader ^~^ Will contain photos, so make sure to read it online :)) This is an OT8 fic and I do not want anything that would create an argument. Do not associate anyone that is not part of the group unless mentioned. Be mindful of what you comment, please. Thank you so much.

𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳. 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘚𝘰 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘑𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨. -𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰 *~~~* Two boys rekindle their past love and help each other heal their scars, no matter how deep they go. *~~~* Minsung fanfic Contains smut, gays, swearing and homophobia.

[ CONCLUÍDA ] A ponto de ter que morar na rua, Jisung se vê na decadência de ir atrás de emprego urgentemente ou teria que voltar a morar com seus pais e é tudo que não quer. Gosta de sua independência que foi conquistada com muito esforço e perseverança, para que isso não aconteça, irá aceitar o que vier. E é o que acontece. Ele vê um anúncio na rua que um policial ricaço precisava de tutor para seus três filhos e não pensou duas vezes em ligar. Jisung só não sabia que sua vida iria ser tornar o próprio caos, cheio de aventuras. × NÃO ACEITO ADAPTAÇÃO DE MINHAS OBRAS ×

Hyunjin wasn't a huge fan of getting kidnapped, but compared to aimlessly wandering the streets of Seoul, he couldn't say it was the worst way to spend a Friday night. Though they could have at least bought him dinner before shoving him into a van. SKZ was a group known to be more dangerous than even the most twisted mafias, and more influential than the countless corrupt politicians that were eloquent enough to hold office. They rarely made mistakes, but when a mix up led to them harming an innocent, they found themselves at a loss for how to handle their new and rather eccentric prisoner. And things only become more complicated when they learn that there's more to the suicidal beauty then what meets the eye.

What could he have done so wrong to end up like this? Was he an unforgivable criminal in a past life? If not, then why? Chan struggled to make sense of the unfathomable situation he found himself in-one where speaking about his struggles could cost him everything. So, he decided that remaining silent was the better option.

"it's yours" tears were threatening to fall from my eyes but I stopped them.. I don't want him to see me like this "oo thanks!"

Onde o Olimpo e o Submundo vivem em lados opostos, uma amizade entre os dois mundos, se transforma em uma grande paixão, que irá de contra tudo que lhes foi ensinado. Mas não é como se Minho e Jisung ligassem para isso. "Apenas seja meu por toda a eternidade!" "Apenas me faça seu por toda a eternidade!"' ❁Lei nº 9.610, de Fevereiro de 1998. | Art. 1º Esta Lei regula os direitos autorais, entendendo-se sob esta denominação os direitos de autor e os que lhes são conexos. ❁Os personagens encontrados nesta história são apenas alusões a pessoas reais e nenhuma das situações e personalidades aqui encontradas refletem a realidademe, tratando-se esta obra, de uma ficção. Os eventuais personagens originais desta história são de minha propriedade intelectual. História sem fins lucrativos, feita apenas de fã para fã sem o objetivo de difamar ou violar as imagens dos artistas.

Where two boy who are in a completely different world. Meet By coincidence. or fate? Hate is what they choose at first. But when there's no running away when an accident happen Feelings slowly grows.

I screwed up. I mean, really screwed up. I don't remember a time where I haven't screwed up, but this feels like I've gone past the point of no return. I've always thought that people wouldn't care. Wouldn't care if I suddenly dissappeared off the face of the earth. They wouldn't care if I was being beaten senseless on the ground. No one has ever cared, and I don't believe they ever will. Not really. Sometimes people just need a reminder. A reminder that they're worth it and that they're not alone. Some people just need a person they can trust. Some people are just so far gone that there's no saving them. How sad it is that I'm one of the latter. Trigger warnings: self harm, suicidal thoughts/attempt, depression, abusive parents, trauma, abuse, self destruction etc. Click on my profile to read SAVED 2.