Five years ago, Seonghwa walked away from the love of his life-forced to disappear after Hongjoong's powerful parents discovered their secret: Seonghwa was carrying Hongjoong's child. Branded as unworthy and paid to leave without a trace, Seonghwa never got the chance to say goodbye. Now, fate throws them together again at the same company, where Hongjoong is a successful producer... and still completely unaware that he has a five-year-old son.

Completed | Pirate | Omegaverse | nsfw "They said I lied," Hongjoong said, remembering the looks on the guards faces, the way one of them had punched him in the gut and threatened to make him regret lying. "Did you?" omega asked. There was no curiosity in the voice, like he was asking the question just to entertain Hongjoong or be polite, not because he actually cared for the answer. He grinned. "Well, yeah. Had I told them that I'm a pirate and I actually had robbed the facility moments ago, I'd be heading straight to the gallows." Getting hanged really wasn't in his plans that day. "Are you going to tell me what landed you here?" "They say," the voice replied, mimicking his tone, "I stabbed someone." "Did you?" "If I did," the omega said, "he was a nasty alpha and deserved it." OR: Hongjoong meets Seonghwa in a prison cell. They're supposed to part the moment they've escaped, but life, as it happens, has other plans. Having a deadly omega on his ship might be the worst and best thing that ever happened to him.

"Red is my favorite color. Especially, crimson red." • • A SeongJoong Fanfic, Characters include different KPop groups. May have mature scenes, mostly, and please bear with my grammar and writing. ⬆KHJ ️⬇️PSH

"Wooyoung," San said finally, his voice low, careful. "Are you... okay?" Wooyoung's jaw clenched. Okay? Was he okay? After everything-Mrs. Choi's venom, San's absence, this entire fucking marriage-was he okay? He wanted to laugh, to scream, to tell San to go to hell. But he didn't. He just stayed silent, his back to the alpha, his tears soaking into the pillow. "Wooyoung," San tried again, softer this time. "I heard you crying." "Oh, great," Wooyoung muttered, his voice thick with sarcasm and unshed tears. "Gold star for observation, alpha. Now leave me alone." San sighed, the sound heavy, exhausted. "I'm just trying to-" "What? Care?" Wooyoung snapped, still not turning around. "Don't bother. You're three years too late." Omegaverse Woosan

Book 1 of 'woosan collection' mix of one shots and text au cause sometimes I like writing without a story plot for once ✨

"Where are you heading at this hour?" His voice was low, deep, dangerous. I didn't need to look back. "None of your concern, Mr. Kim." "What's with that attitude, sweetheart? That how you talk to your husband?" A marriage born from a contract..cold, calculated, cruel. Wonwoo only wanted freedom. Mingyu wanted control. What they didn't expect was how obsession could grow from hate. "I'm not your sweetheart." "Of course you are." He tried to leave. Mingyu wouldn't let him. "Stop saying that before I do crazy things to you." "Yeah? And I'll say I've got hands and legs, so I..." "Then spread them for me." A slap. A silence. A spiral they can't escape. This isn't love. This is war. And someone's going to lose.

[MATURE CONTENT - PROCEED WITH CAUTION] || You did it ! You finally shifted realities (or have you ?), right into the K-pop world, under HYBE labels. But you didn't account for one thing - In this new reality, you already exist. And she, the person you're supposed to be, well... she left behind one hell of a mess. Turns out, you and Niki already have history. And a dark one at that. You've been seeing the industry all through rose-colored glasses, and now, they're shattered. But hey- At least you're not bored.

Wu Suowei has three rules, Never lose a fight, Never fall for the enemy, Never let Chi Cheng ruin his day. Too bad he breaks all three..before lunch. Chi Cheng is the definition of annoying: rich, arrogant, and infuriatingly hot. He's made it his life's mission to get under Wu Suowei's skin... and maybe under his clothes too, if Suowei's not careful. But when a mysterious new boy starts showing interest in Suowei, Chi Cheng's attitude shifts. His taunts turn territorial. His insults get personal. And Suowei can't tell if they're still enemies...or something worse. Caught between spite, sarcasm, and a dangerously growing obsession, Wu Suowei is about to learn that revenge isn't always cold... sometimes it burns.

Chi Cheng, is a cold CEO feared in boardrooms-at day but at night, he drowns in liquor and meaningless sex. Emotionally numb and haunted by trauma, nothing ever lingers. Until one night changes everything. Wu Suowei, 22, is barely making ends meet, juggling exhausting late-night jobs. While working a late night shift, his best friend shuai offers him a high-paying opportunity-twice from his other jobs combined. Desperate, Wu agrees without question. Only to realize-too late-that it's a gay bar. But the pay is too good. And he's too desperate to walk away. Later, during a particularly difficult evening, a persistent customer pressures him to drink. Wu hesitates-remembering what happened the last time he said no. Swallowing his pride-and the liquor. One drink turns into several. Unsteady and disoriented, he stumbles down a hallway, barely able to stay on his feet... Until a hand catches him by the waist just before he collapses. Chi Cheng But Chi, known for never showing compassion, surprises even himself. Leads the boy to a quiet room upstairs. He intends to leave,-but the drunk stranger grabs his wrist and pulls him into bed. Chi could have easily escaped his hold. But that night, something is different. There's no resistance in him. Instead, he lets himself be held-and for the first time in years, he falls into a deep, dreamless sleep. By morning, the stranger is gone. No name. No trace. Just a cold space where warmth had briefly rested. Chi doesn't let go easily. He finds him. And when he does, there's no pretense. "Sleep with me," his voice quiet-nothing like the icy tone he uses with everyone else. "Name your price." Wu Suowei goes rigid "You think everything can be bought with money?!" He turns to leave, furious. But Chi's next words freeze him. "Two hundred thousand yuan." Wu Suowei's footsteps falter. The number hangs in the air like a loaded gun-impossible to ignore. He doesn't turn around. But he doesn't take another step, either.

Mia : Are you sure you don't kidnap people? Maknae : Are you really looking for a kidnapper? And do I look like a kidnapper to you? ★ Mia, an Idol's crazy annoying sister. She's madly in love with Enhypen Niki. What will happen when one day she finds a random number on her phone that she can't recognize? Who's number is it? SHORT STORY Written for the K-contest 'Unfamiliar Digits' hosted by @kpop Highest Ranking : #1- nikiff Started : 27 June, 2021 Ended : 02 July, 2021 Word count : 4,210 ©jimmylovesjam2021