It's all about a stupid kiss Wonwoo had at 11:11 am. "Let's not kiss someone with coffee-tasted lips again," he murmured. But of course, it happens a couple more times and a lot more later after he told himself not to... ---- Hey guys, I am back with a new story. This is my first meanie story. I used to write Got7, BTS, and BTOB. This was written like wayyyyy back in 2018. I kept editing it for like 3 years for no good reason. I had writer's block and a few ups and downs since 2018. Now I decided to publish it. It has flaws and I need to try harder but I would like to give you guys the best I have for now. Enjoy!

"E-excuse me... can you please help me?" The words come out small. Shaky. Pathetic enough to make Kim Mingyu stop walking. The owner of the Grand Nyxaris cruise ship slowly turns toward the trembling stranger standing near the edge of the moonlit deck, dark waves crashing violently beneath them while cold wind tears through the silence between them. Pretty. That is Mingyu's first thought. The stranger clutches the railing tightly, dressed in clothes far too expensive for an ordinary passenger yet wearing an expression that looks completely lost aboard a ship filled with predators. Mingyu approaches carefully. "And why," he asks amusedly, "would I help you?" The man hesitates before answering quietly, "Someone followed me onto the ship." Fear flickers across his face so convincingly that even Mingyu almost believes it, almost. Mingyu's eyes drag over him once more. Elegant posture. Sharp eyes hidden beneath panic. Hands too steady for someone supposedly terrified. Interesting. "And your designation?" Mingyu asks casually. The stranger freezes for half a second. "Alpha," he answers. Mingyu lets out a quiet scoff. An alpha. Looking this helpless? How embarrassing. Still, before Mingyu can walk away, the stranger suddenly reaches for his wrist with surprising desperation. "Please," he whispers again, softer this time. "I just need somewhere safe to stay for tonight." Mingyu sighs. "Name?" "Jeon Wonwoo." The stranger replies. Something shifts in the air between them, not enough to alarm Mingyu, just enough to make him curious, and Kim Mingyu has always had a weakness for dangerous things pretending to be harmless.

This book is a collection of Minwon oneshots filled with fluff, angst, chaos, comfort, smut, and everything in between.

Choi Wonwoo has everything-wealth, beauty, and a family that would do anything to protect him. Unfortunately, that includes never letting him date. Tired of being the only one with zero romantic experience, Wonwoo makes one reckless decision: lie to his overprotective brother and sneak out for a night of freedom. It was supposed to be simple. It wasn't supposed to change everything.

𝒱𝒶𝓁ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃ℯ'𝓈 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 💐💌 ────── °˖➴<𝟑 ────── What happens when two broken people meet at the right moment? Wonwoo was tired of love that felt like war. Mingyu was tired of loving too loudly and being left behind. They met by accident, stayed by choice, and healed each other in the quiet corners of a café that felt like home. From clumsy cooking disasters to soft confessions, from jealousy and doubts to promises that last forever-this is a story about trust, second chances, and the small moments that change everything. Because sometimes, a single coincidence can create a butterfly effect... and turn strangers into soulmates. Around them, friendships bloomed into love. This is a story about healing, jealousy, domestic chaos, and promises whispered under café lights. About how thirteen people became family. And how one café became the place where broken hearts learned how to beat again. Because sometimes, a single meeting can change everything. A butterfly effect. A forever kind of love.

Mingyu likes to bite things. Including his best friend.

Wonwoo and Mingyu were and still are at each other's throats ever since they could possibly remember. No one remembers when or where it really started. It just...hung between them, way before either could acknowledge it. A perfect testimony for their history. A sly smirk here, a teasing comment thrown there, their back and forth is the source of entertainment for all but them. What could a simple and harmless assignment, not the one which grades a person's knowledge, but rather tests one's patience, do to the either of them within a span a week? The story evolves around two individuals, one who would do absolutely anything to stay away from the other, and the latter who latches like a leech just for pleasure. They were rivals, opposites, experts in their own subjects with absolutely nothing in common...or so they thought. ~~~~ Drafting : November 26, '25 Published : March 3, '26 Completed : ~~~~ REGULAR UPDATES ‼️ ‼️

Jeon Wonwoo, who is so fond with ice skating since he were in middle school. His dream to become a professional figure skates seem to be impossible, his family were only a decent family from a small town in Changwon. But little did he know, his dream will soon become true once he went to the university. How and what happened to him? Stay tuned.. ⚠️contain bxb + mature 🔞 ⚠️slow update ⚠️ toxic relationship read at your own risk all of these are only a fiction Start: 10.6.2023 End: 2.5.2024

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.

"What kind of creep are you? Stalking your own cousin?" Wonwoo looks up from his phone to see a tall man, dressed in basketball shorts and a jersey, his face flushed and breath heavy. "Sorry? Are you talking to me?" Wonwoo asks, pointing at himself. "Yes! You! Stop stalking Jia. Stop stalking my girlfriend!" Wonwoo freezes, his hands gripping his phone tightly, before he lunges forward, throwing his fist right into the other boy's jaw. "Why the hell are you referring to my girlfriend as yours?"