"A multi-million dollar corporation? Easy. Controlling my instincts around you? Impossible." She may have finally learned how to use protection, but when it comes to her Omega? She'll never truly get enough. ⚠️Caution ⚠️ - if you are not mature for this story do not read okay seriously these are not for children so please go find something else to read.

This might be my collection of Jaeyi x Seulgi oneshots. Stay tuned, guys! First of all, I don't even know what title I should choose. I just got the idea and wrote it. This also means it really short and direct story. This story is about Jaeyi and Seulgi, as I've been really crazy about them since last year. I love angst and hurtful feelings, so... Enjoy. 😂

slowburn omegaverse

Just JaeSeulgi's World

i found my spark again because of you

Four weeks before Christmas, Chung Subin moves into a quiet, snow-covered neighborhood hoping for a fresh start. A 25-year old doctor exhausted by long shifts and responsibility, she doesn't expect much until she meets her new neighbors. Especially the one who never opens her door. Lee Hyeri, a 27-year-old university professor, is known for her cold demeanor, strict attitude, and distant presence. She keeps to herself, avoiding everyone... including the cheerful new neighbor across the street. But as winter deepens and Christmas approaches, small moments, unexpected meetings, and quiet warmth begin to melt even the coldest hearts. A romantic comedy fluff story about slow love, snowy mornings, and finding warmth where you least expect it. No angst(maybe a bit heheh)

"I always go all in.." We get it, Korean Dramas are not ready. The ending was not horrible, but I just needed assurance that they did feel romantic love for each other, not obsession or platonic love. So here's me trying to end it on that note. DISCLAIMER: This story is sprinkled with a dash of reality, a whole lot of "what if," and zero claims to actual truth. It's fan fiction, folks, aka imagination in overdrive. Any resemblance to real events or people is purely because our brains can't help but blur the lines sometimes. Read with your heart, not a fact-checker.

A bunch of fluff/smut bc why not? Warning: Some of the stories contain G!P

Seulgi prefers silence. She writes her thoughts in the margins of her worn notebook, tunes out the world with music that never stops, and hides behind quiet glances and half-smiles. Alone is easier. Safer. Then Jaeyi crashes into her world-loud, chaotic, paint-streaked, and impossible to ignore. With a skateboard in one hand and a thousand unfiltered thoughts in the other, Jaeyi doesn't ask for space-she just takes it. Including the space beside Seulgi. What begins as an awkward shared bench becomes a quiet unraveling of walls. Jaeyi sees colors in Seulgi's silence, and Seulgi finds rhythm in Jaeyi's mess. But the more they collide, the more Seulgi begins to wonder: What happens when a poet opens her world to a walking whirlwind of art and noise? Can two different expressions find harmony in the same story? Between Strokes and Stanzas is a soft, slow-burn story about connection, creativity, and the delicate magic of letting someone in-one poem, one stare, and one unspoken moment at a time.

Seulgi was breathless, her chest rising and falling in rapid bursts. Her thoughts were messy, confused, and desperate to make sense of something that couldn't be. But her body didn't care about sense. "I hate you," she whispered. It was the only thing that made it to her lips, the only defense she had left. But even that felt empty, dissolving the second Jaeyi kissed her again rougher, needier, like she already knew she'd won. "Unnie... Yeri and Kyung are right there," Seulgi panted, voice trembling. "Then be quiet," Jaeyi murmured against her ear. "Or maybe don't." Seulgi whimpered, her fingers curling into Jaeyi's coat, dragging her closer when she should've pushed away. Her mind screamed wrong, but her body had already betrayed her, melting into Jaeyi's touch, her warmth, her scent. Jaeyi's hands slid down her back, pulling her into the heat of her body, and Seulgi shivered at the intensity of it-of her, of them. The want that unfolded through her was terrifying, it was consuming. She stopped fighting. She didn't want to fight anymore. That moment marked the beginning of something neither of them could take back. A forbidden thing, whispered between locked doors and lingering stares, a secret cousins don't share. But they did. And now, every glance burned, every brush of fingers carried weight. Guilt tangled with longing. Shame with desire. They told themselves they could stop. That they would stop. But love like this doesn't stop quietly. And sooner or later, someone's going to find out. Will they choose each other in the end? Or will everything come crashing down? ______ Warning: This story is a work of fiction. It contains themes of forbidden romance and sexual content, which may be sensitive for some readers. If you feel uncomfortable with these themes, please do not continue reading. Always prioritize your well-being and personal boundaries. Thank you for understanding.