BOOK #5 What do you get when you try to cure poison with poison? A catastrophe. Shattered glass. Screams behind closed doors. And one infuriating novelist who keeps dragging me into his worlds like I belong there. This wasn't in the fine print when I accepted the assignment. A forged identity. A counterfeit guardian. A wolf dressed in security black, slipped into the orbit of that wide-eyed storm who never stops narrating his own life. Boo Seungkwan- the Kwon empire's beating heart, their vulnerable hinge, their radiant little jewel my family demanded I tarnish with my own hands. That was the blueprint. Cold. Straightforward. Merciless. And it was working. Perfectly. Until it wasn't. Until my gaze kept drifting back to him. Until my jaw betrayed me with a smile at his ridiculous plot twists. Until desire coiled hot and sharp in my lower spine- unwanted, relentless, shameful- every time he breathed out "captain," voice dipped in honey and lips flushed like sin itself. And the structure of my life- the oaths, the schemes, the years of inherited rage, the bloodline I was chained to- all of it fractures. Splinters. Falls apart at the slightest tilt of his head. Because the most fatal enemy isn't the one you're sent to kill- it's the one you start wanting to keep.

Moving in with a stranger was supposed to be temporary. Vernon didn't expect the stranger to be loud, dramatic, and constantly singing off-key at 2 a.m. Seungkwan didn't expect his new roommate to be quiet, detached, and frustratingly hard to read. Somehow, between shared meals, late-night arguments about who stole the last snack, and the silence that falls during unexpected storms, the walls between them begin to crack. What starts as chaos slowly shifts into something softer-something neither of them planned for. And yet, sometimes all it takes is rain tapping against the window to blur the line between roommate and something more. "You're impossible." "Good. Then try and get rid of me."

Seungkwan thought he could handle being just friends with benefits. No rules. No love. Just... closeness. But every time Hansol touches him like it means nothing-he dies a little more inside. And when the silence starts to ache louder than the kisses... something between them will break.

"Why did you save me... when you didn't have to?" Seungkwan's words proceeded out of his mouth with caution and curiosity entangled in them. ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ Hansol leaned, his back touching the curtains and his arms in his pockets as he answered with solemnity, "Because the world doesn't deserve to mourn your loss." ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ, Seungkwan attempts to end his life after a false drug scandal which ruins his career and reputation, but Hansol saves him. Ⓒ︎sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴᴛʜᴜsɪᴀsᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ - 22/03/25 ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ - 14/06/25

onde seungkwan gostava de fazer perguntas e vernon gostava de responde-las [fluffy | shortfic]

Hansol e Seungkwan eram amigos de infância. Enquanto um era mais tímido e introvertido, o outro era mais atirado e espontâneo. O tempo foi passando, e com a chegada da adolescência Hansol percebeu que algo não estava certo. Enquanto outros adolescentes bebiam e viviam atrás do sexo oposto, ele questionava sua sexualidade e seu estranho interesse por seu melhor amigo. E foi aí que aconteceu: Uma declaração frustrada, e uma rejeição dolorosa demais para ser verdade. E foi então que após anos longe um do outro, Seungkwan reaparece na vida do americano, fazendo com que sentimentos antigos voltassem a aflorar no peito de Hansol. Mas como conseguiria tal façanha de ficar com seu antigo crush, quando sua irmã está interessada nele também? Seria capaz de abrir mão desse amor? Verkwan; ShortFic Capa por: @Bolinho_Laranja

na qual boo seungkwan não gosta da namorada de hansol, então fala mal dela para o mesmo via whatsapp. | longfic! | seventeen · hansol vernon + boo seungkwan | pode haver menções a outros shipps; créditos a @yuwings por originar o plot; © pacifyves, 2018

onde seungkwan ajudava curar o coração partido de vernon. © original by shukitten