Jisung was exactly what Minho needed in his life: a ray of sunshine. "Minho can't live without Jisung, but Jisung can live without Minho" TW: Lots of angst Talks about depression, mental illness Mentions of suicide, SH Also: Fluff, Smut I don't own any of the characters, but I do own the story :)

Han Jisung had always lived in the quiet. With music as his only refuge, he drowns in melodies to escape the loneliness that clings onto him like a second skin. Despite having some friends, something is missing. Someone is missing. A presence he's only ever imagined. Then a message changes everything. A stranger named Minho bursts into Han's life with relentless energy and a strange request: "Give me a month." Minho is everything Han isn't-loud, fearless, impossible to ignore. What starts as an unexpected arrangement turns into late-night talks, quiet mornings, and a connection that feels like it was always meant to be. But a month has an expiration date. And when the clock runs out, Han is left with the question he's too afraid to ask: Was Minho ever his to keep? (ongoing)

❛ . . . "Why do we need another member? I thought we were full already," he states without taking his eyes off of Lee Minho. "Eight makes a better team than seven," Chan says with a smile. "Don't be hostile." "I don't want another member," Jisung claims roughly, now ripping his eyes off of the man to look at his friend. . . .❜ OR: The eighth-and last-member of Stray Kids arrives, and Jisung does not like him. At all.

They faced many ups and downs... But... "I think I've fallen for you Han Jisung." -Lee Minho. "What?"

you always hated november.

"It Didn't Get Better Without You" Two souls, different on the surface. But quietly identical where it matters. In a world that doesn't slow down for anyone, will they find their soulmate in each other? A gentle, raw love story about finding warmth in each other when everything else feels cold.

..Minho is going through it... Luckily he has good friends... ~~~ Very angsty Major character death Grief ~~~ I don't know why I wrote this at 1am after seeing a kinda wholesome edit of the two. But I did write it. I wrote it while crying and listening to Heather by Conan Gray on repeat so- I guess I'm posting it.

In which a boy, who's broken on the inside would do anything to keep his best friend happy Yandere au

meeting each other, hating each other, becoming friends, and helping each other. you'd think they've been through it all. ik it's another roommates book and it's very cliche but i promise it's very different. ⚠️TW//⚠️ self harm eating disorder child abuse suicidal thoughts/actions sexual assault/rape mentions death alcohol smoking homophobia smut

"Him? He's a real slut." DISCLAIMER: -English isn't my first language -This is purely fiction -Not shipping idols -All rights reserved; please do not copy my story, or translate without permission WARNINGS: -Mature language and situations -Story contains violence, ed, abuse, sh, bullying -Has a little smut -Short story