Yechan's protected Seeun for as long as he's known him. Even when pulling away that's what he thought he was doing for better or worse. The problem is that Seeun's never seen it that way, just noticed that space beside him suddenly grew colder one day. So when their bus breaks down on a club trip not far from a shady resort town neither of them has heard of Seeun doesn't expect Yechan to fall in step behind him. And he doesn't expect the road to fall out behind them. { a silent hill x xikers fic }

Minjae can't say he's known a lot of peace since knowing any of them but he doesn't think he'd want it any other way. Or Bits and pieces of group that's weaved themselves together like a quilt, unknowing where one begins or ends Or Maybe Yechan was onto something when he swore up and down that Junmin was pack omega. {A xikers omegaverse au}

{A Xikers AU ft other groups} When either of them thinks back on life they're not sure why they thought it would be cleaner, less smeared with the blood and dirt that comes with a well worn battlefield. In the end they're all just thankful there are hands that hold up the pieces that would shatter to the ground below if beckoned to do so.

It'll never matter what someone is so long as they're safe. (or, a collection of drabbles around presenting; prequel in some form to "so leave yourself intact"

God tells him 'good boy.' Or a xikers hunse breathplay fic