"Minho," Jisung says, voice low and deadly serious. "You're mine. No one else gets you." ────୨ৎ──── Lee Minho only needed one small lie to get out of a blind date his parents arranged. The problem? The lie was that he's been secretly dating his best friend, Han Jisung. Now Jisung has to play along for one dinner, one party, and one fake relationship. Easy enough... except pretending to be Minho's boyfriend starts feeling a little too natural. And when jealousy, stolen kisses, and years of buried feelings finally collide, Minho and Jisung are forced to confront a truth neither of them ever wanted to admit: Maybe they were never pretending at all. ────୨ৎ──── Content Warning: This story contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content (18+), strong language, jealousy, possessive behavior, and consensual rough dynamics. Reader discretion advised.

When Jisung moves to the city for university, he accidentally crosses paths with Minho, a man who thrives in the underground world of crime. Minho doesn't believe in God, but he believes in Jisung. The innocent church boy who smiles too sweetly, who prays too often, who walks around unaware of the danger surrounding him. Minho, the devil in disguise, wants Jisung to see him, fear him, want him. But the more Jisung resists, the more obsessed Minho becomes. He'll do anything to make Jisung his--even if it means destroying every piece of Jisung's angelic world.

Minho is a dancer. Minho is bipolar. Minho doesn't do relationships unless it's Jeongin. Minho is slow as fuck. Minho doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Minho is confusing. But that didn't stop Jisung from falling hard for him. Minho looked at him with darkened eyes. "Dance for me Sungie".