a short jaywon story wherein law student, park jongseong meets yang jungwon- a patient diagnosed with congestive heart failure. -- "this time, i'm set on finding solace- because clearly, it's not here" - heavy angst. ‼️ please read at your own risk ‼️

in which jake's gray, colorless life slowly gains color because of a red haired extrovert with too many maltesers that won't stop bothering him.

"red looks beautiful on you, little prince," jongseong, the prince of the crimson kingdom, murmured, pressing the cold edge of a dagger against his husband's throat. his hand was steady, his smile cruel. he wanted nothing more than to be the one who ended the vampire's life. but jungwon only grinned - wide, defiant, dimples showing - as if the threat against his life was nothing but a game. he knew the grin infuriated the alpha. and that's exactly why he did it. "what's wrong?" jungwon taunted softly, voice like silk wrapped around a blade. "can't kill me yet?" jongseong's teeth ground together, the muscles in his jaw tight with rage. "don't be so impatient, little prince," he snarled. "your time will come. i'll make sure of that." another mocking chuckle slipped from jungwon's lips. that sound - once so precious, once a melody jongseong would have died to hear - now made his blood boil. those dimples, that softness - all lies. all things he despised now. "you're getting ahead of yourself" jungwon said lazily, voice thick with disdain. then, in a blink, his smile disappeared. his eyes - once warm, now cold as ice - darkened into something terrifying. rage. hate. a hatred so deep it seemed to echo through the empty halls. before jongseong could react, jungwon shoved him back - hard - until the werewolf was the one pinned against the wall, the dagger now turned against him. the tables had turned. the hunter had become the hunted. "you know the truth, don't you?" jungwon whispered, his breath ghosting against jongseong's skin. "you know you can't kill me." he pressed the blade harder - just enough to draw a single bead of blood. a reminder. "i will be the one to take your life," jungwon vowed, voice low and venomous. "and until that day comes..." his lips brushed jongseong's ear, words soaked in promise. "i will make your life a living hell."

in which a smoker and an asthma sufferer cannot stand each other.

in which two drunk strangers decide to get married.

in which a flirty devil becomes park jongseong's personal hell.

My love for you is everlasting. 💌 everlasting, jaywon. evokes gut-wrenching emotions, a whiff of fresh air, and chapters filled with pure love and comfort, right after hurt. 🏷️ tags. jungwon is aloof, jaywon are racers - inaccurate racing, jaywon are famous, jay is whipped, jungwon has a bad home life, jungwon's father is shitty, breaking friendships and cutting contact, angst - poor jaywon, being friends again, jay will raise your standards, jungwon is whipped and will do anything to protect jay, at the end of the day they're just dumb and in love, kissing, domestic fluff, lots of social media arcs. strangers to friends, to strangers again, rivals to friends to lovers, story includes; swearing, minor character deaths, main character injuries, disturbing dreams. side heejake, a bit of sunsunki, side hoonki, and this ff includes serious topics that will be mentioned in the disclaimer below. ⚠️ disclaimer. not suitable for very young audiences and readers that may find it harmful when reading the following: mentions of minor character deaths, vivid descriptions of verbal and physical abuse, profanity, mentions of triggering words/death threats, injuries; and later on in the book: stalking, obsession, kidnapping, and implied s/a. 📱 mature content for heavy plot. exit the book if any of the tags and warnings make you uncomfortable. read at your own risk. ⌚ writing and editing duration. november 14, 2021 - january 10, 2022

Jungwon didn't scream. He knew the cost of his father's sins-and he was ready. Park Jay took him as leverage, cold and unflinching. Nothing more. But Jungwon doesn't behave like a hostage. Calm, challenging, unshaken. And Jay, trained to control everything, finds himself drawn to the silence he can't command. Walls close in, war rages outside, and something fragile sparks-unspoken, dangerous, impossible. No one comes for boys like him. If they do... it'll be too late. jaywon tw//sa,smut

"You shouldn't look at me like that," Jay murmurs, voice low, almost breaking. Jungwon steps closer anyway, breath warm, eyes too honest. "Then stop staring first." Jay was built to end stories, not fall into them. But Jungwon? He's the kind of soft, dangerous truth that slips under armor and lights it on fire. Supposed to erase him. Instead... he's falling for the very glow he was sent to kill. jaywon smut

Jay and Jungwon story "You have a weak heart, I hate you for that." "Even though I have a weak heart, it can still hold you in it." "Don't embarrass me, Jungwon" "Don't hate me, Jay" This book is an enhypen fanfiction but it might contains some stray kids related content if you don't like it please leave. 😀 Note - English is not my first language and I don't want it to be. Any mistakes are made out of pure hatred and disrespect for this language. The English have taken enough from this world, I will not let them have my tongue as well. Thank you.