Sunghoon has been secretly in love with his best friend Jake for years, which would be tragic enough if Jake weren't completely oblivious and Lee Heeseung hadn't suddenly entered the picture looking like he was personally sent by the universe to ruin Sunghoon's life. Now Sunghoon has two choices: confess his feelings or quietly suffer like the emotionally repressed ice prince he is. Naturally, he chooses option three: Pretend he's fine, support Jake's happiness, and internally lose his mind every time Heeseung flirts with him. Featuring: * Sunghoon yearning so hard it should count as cardio * Jake being aggressively oblivious * Heeseung flirting like he gets paid per compliment * Sunghoon pretending he doesn't care while caring approximately 47,000% * Family problems and emotional repression * Basketball * Snacks * One extremely unfortunate juice box * And Sunghoon's diary slowly becoming less "Dear Jake" and more "Dear God, PLEASE HELP ME" Basically, it's a love story where everyone knows what's happening except the person it is actually happening to.

Two powerful families merging together, but what happens when not all things go to plan?

At seventeen, Jaeyun leaves Seoul for Australia with nothing but a suitcase, a wounded heart, and a red string tied around his finger. A string that has always led to Park Sunghoon. He tells himself that leaving will make things easier. That distance will heal the words they said to each other, and perhaps, with enough time, he'll finally learn how to live without the boy at the other end of the thread. Six years later, Jaeyun returns to Seoul as a physics professor, expecting nothing more than a new beginning. Then, on a crowded morning train, he sees him. Sunghoon. Older. Familiar. Beautiful. And the red string is still there. But as Jaeyun slowly learns, some connections aren't as simple as fate makes them seem-and sometimes, finding your way back to someone is only the beginning. I don't own any characters in this story. This purely fiction and something I came up with. These personalities aren't the real personalities of these people.

For ten years, a single pane of greenhouse glass separates Jake Sim and Park Sunghoon, the sons of two rival families. Jake, all sunshine and chaos, never stops smiling. Sunghoon, elegant and composed, quietly falls in love with a boy he can't touch. He learns every freckle through the glass, memorizes the shape of Jake's hand without ever holding it, and spends years yearning for ordinary things-brushing Jake's hair back, warming his cold hands, hugging him, loving him openly. It's a story about impossible first love, a ridiculously stupid family feud, and one hopelessly lovesick boy who somehow thought bringing an axe to a greenhouse was a reasonable solution.

"Jake Sim in my clothes is my Roman Empire." Park Sunghoon wanted to be cool. Too bad he met Jake Sim and forgot how.

"You don't have to say anything. Just be with me. I'll handle the rest." A JAKEHOON FANFICTION.݁ ˖Ი𐑼⋆

Jake is kind, beautiful, slightly reckless, and somehow capable of turning every normal day into a near-death experience. Sunghoon is a demigod assigned to protect him after a curse accidentally meant for his father strikes Jake, dooming him to die before eighteen. At first, Sunghoon can't stand him. Then Jake becomes the person Sunghoon can't imagine living without. But demigods aren't allowed to fall in love, and every feeling Sunghoon develops makes his powers weaker. Then there's Lee Heeseung, a demon prince with black mist magic who meets Jake and immediately decides: "I want this human." Jake still loves Sunghoon. Heeseung is falling for Jake. Sunghoon is slowly losing his powers. And Jake? He's mostly wondering why everyone keeps yelling at him whenever he climbs trees.

After a sudden tragedy leaves Jake responsible for his young nephew, his life collapses into duty, grief, and exhaustion. Forced to share a room with Sunghoon-a distant roommate he barely understands-Jake slowly realizes nothing is as it seems. Sunghoon isn't cold. He's barely holding on. As a quiet child becomes the fragile bridge between them, grief, misunderstanding, and unspoken pain begin to twist into something neither of them expected: connection. But when the child is eventually adopted into a stable home, everything they've built starts to unravel... and silence becomes the loudest thing left between them.

A corrupted vaccine tears through Seoul overnight, and the world Yang Jungwon thought he knew stops making sense by morning. Six members of a rising K-pop group find themselves caught in the middle of it, and whatever is happening in the streets is spreading faster than any official alert is willing to admit. Will they live longer, or was that last performance the final time they ever stood on a stage together?

"sunghoon," jake says sharply, and before i can spiral any further, his hand cups my cheek again, steady and grounding. "look at me. just me. nowhere else." "pretend it's just you and me. nothing else exists. nobody else matters. just look at me and breathe." *enemies to lovers* *ice skater sunghoon* *hockey player jake* ੈ ❆‧₊˚༺hiiii!! some things to look out for༻*ੈ ❆‧₊˚ *truama/panic attacks *bullying *homophobia *cursing *smut *fluff