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Lee Chan has survived the streets, the traffickers, and the alphas who wanted to own him. He's lethal, sharp, and trusts no one. He can't. Being a lone, unmated omega doesn't give him the luxury of that option. When the Shadow's Director forces him into a six-month contract with Seventeen - a mated pack of twelve agents with a perfect mission record - Chan expects hostility. He doesn't expect to start lowering his guard. It goes against every rule he wrote for his own survival. But trust is a trap. When Seventeen is faced with a difficult mission, they decide to use his fragile trust as they deem fit. It's a fair trade to them - the alternative being losing a member or more to a brutal (avoidable) tussle. Chan is just there - not pack, not to them. Chan survives the mission. What comes after might break him, though. And the pack is the one holding the knife. [Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username]

"There's no expiration date for loving you." 17-leechan

Just seventeen being whipped for their maknae plus full of jeonghchan and gyuchan cuz why not it's my fav ship and with performance unit mah fav unit

I will be writing sick or hurtfics of the Maknae of seventeen. Enjoy reading :)

When bubbly, giggly Omega Lee Chan is promised to cold, calculating Alpha Choi Seungcheol in an arranged marriage, no one knows what to expect. Chan, the youngest and most adored in a loving, overprotective family, has never once been unloved. Raised on forehead kisses and strawberry milk, he brings warmth and chaos wherever he goes. Seungcheol, on the other hand, is a man of few words and fewer smiles-known more for boardrooms than bonding. Thrown into the same home, their marriage begins as respect, boundaries, and separate beds. But when an innocent Omega begins chattering in his sleep and calling him "Cheollie" in the morning, Seungcheol finds himself slowly melting. What begins as obligation quietly turns into laughter-filled mornings, scented blankets, soft handholds, and gentle love-until even the coldest Alpha realizes: home isn't a place. It's a boy who giggles in your hoodie and calls you his.

Wazzup peopleeee!!!!! We're back again at another story and this is the sequel of one of my short stories called "Paubaya" that I told you about. I don't know why but I just started thinking of what could possibly happen after they left Korea. SO here I am, making a sequel of that story. I have many story's at my drafts but I still haven't finished some and the others are just about to start so look forward for more stories and follow my account to know if I'm about to upload a new story or some chapters. Ba-bye~~~!!! Hope you enjoy!!!!

" i could send him all the letters I'd want, but the only day he'll reply is this one spring day. " ❀ soonchan -- epistolary ❀ ❀ completed on 071517 ❀ © aeromunakata

"Hey, uh... Is it okay if I hold your hand? I-I didn't want to ride this, my friends made me, and uh, it would help if...you know...if I...held something..." "Uh, yeah... I guess" [highest ranking: #1 in soonchan]

"Eomma, what are those 4 gray marks on your arm?" The small boy asked "Those are soulmarks sweetie you get then when your ten they turn colorful when you meet your soulmate"