❥・𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 ❝𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬❞ ▸ Wooyoung has troubles living as an adult, so he copes by drinking, partying and bringing home random girls. But he can never sleep until he's drunk enough to wind up in San's bed and sleep in his arms. ╰┈➤ **ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴀ03 @ ᴍᴏʀᴇᴛʜᴀɴᴍʏᴏᴡɴ** ╰┈➤ 𝟭𝟴+ 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀! Non-Explicit Sexual Content, mental health topics, mention of groping, excessive drinking, excessive cursing, alcohol abuse/alcoholism, lots of angst. ╰┈➤ I, by 𝗻𝗼 means, am assuming any of the ATEEZ members' sexuality. This is a work of fanfiction crafted because of my love for Woosan and MATZ's close friendship. Please do not take their relationship or the themes of this book seriously.

In a world of predator versus prey, Wooyoung finds himself entranced by an unknown male with sharp features and a thirst for blood. After barely escaping his first encounter with him, Wooyoung begins to search for the mysterious male, steering his way into a thickening web that only gets darker the further he treks. Wooyoung can feel death approaching from every corner, but was it rather his own fate appearing before his eyes, or simply the teeth that sought to ravage him? ╰┈➤ **ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴘᴏꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴀ03 @ ᴍᴏʀᴇᴛʜᴀɴᴍʏᴏᴡɴ** ╰┈➤ 𝟭𝟴+ 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀! Occult AU, graphic content including blood/injuries, vampires/werewolves, non-explicit sexual content, excessive swearing, fighting and confrontation, fighting sequences, dark themes, mentions of death/character death ╰┈➤ I, by 𝗻𝗼 means, am assuming any of the ATEEZ members' sexuality. This is a work of fanfiction crafted because of my love for Woosan's close friendship. Please do not take their relationship or the themes of this book seriously.

Choi San (29 years old), a university professor. A bad breakup. Five years undone in a single night. One impulsive tattoo appointment. One borrowed name. One breathtaking stranger with feline eyes and hands steady enough to carve permanence into skin. San tells himself it was just a kiss. Just a stranger. Just a moment. Until February, when that stranger walks into his anatomy class wearing a red sweater, sits in the second row from the window, and meets his eyes during roll call like he's been waiting all winter. His name is Jung Wooyoung. He is twenty-two. He is San's student. And he is everything San was never supposed to want. But Wooyoung carries a past San doesn't know about. A name on a phone screen with a small sunflower beside it. A door he thought he'd closed two summers ago. A first love who is about to come knocking, and he doesn't intend to leave again. Professor Choi San is in love. Professor Choi San is so, so screwed. Choi San x Jung Wooyoung x Jeong Yunho

A street fighter with everything to lose. A mafia heir with everything to prove. One becomes the other's shadow. But in a world of blood and money, which one will learn to speak first? Fanfiction

After moving back to Seoul sixteen years later, Wooyoung's mother has him reconnect with a childhood friend. What happens when Wooyoung is thrown into a friend group he knows nothing about? **A special thank you to my queen @larryloverq who's coaching me into writing my first ever fanfic 🩷** (WARNING: SLOW UPDATES) Started : 11/06/2023 Finished : xxx

Jung Wooyoung doesn't miss. When he's assigned to eliminate one of the most powerful CEOs in the country, it should be simple observe, get close, and finish the job. But Choi San isn't like his other targets. He notices too much. Gets too close. Looks at Wooyoung like he already belongs to him. And the longer Wooyoung stays, the more it feels like he's not the one in control anymore.

Talented yet troubled detective, Jung Wooyoung finds himself in way over his head when his latest case collides with a world beneath the mundane that should not exist. Even stranger, is the mysterious, and possibly dangerous man at the centre of it all claiming Wooyoung's connection to this "underworld" runs deeper than the young detective realises. Can Wooyoung trust the ambiguous and disdainful San? Or should he have instead trusted his instincts from the beginning concerning the man...who may or may not be human. Either way, Wooyoung isn't left with a choice but to work with the arsehole when an attack leaves him with a powerful branding that, if left unchecked, could corrupt Wooyoung's soul and run rampant across the human realm. - urban fantasy au - 18+ - Content/themes/triggers will be posted in the introduction chapter

"People who want to be seen don't stop," San said calmly. "And you won't either." Wooyoung smiled, never breaking eye contact. "Then don't look away. I hate repeating myself." San tilted his head, a small smile appearing. "Oh, Wooyoung..." he murmured. "I've already memorized you."