The room was spinning... I giggled a little. I held my hands up in front of me. I didn't have two hands... I had ten. The whole room was neon colors. I rolled onto my side, my giggling slowly turning into sobs. I desperately rubbed my arms as if I was trying to get rid of the tickling feeling. I was scared. I felt like hands were crawling up my body, wrapping around my neck. I screamed, trying to push away things that weren't even on me. When it was all over, I layed quietly. I grabbed the little bag of white powder. I needed more. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wooyoung is badly addicted to drugs. He can't go one day without it. San is just a high school student who helped Wooyoung. They end up exchanging numbers. Wooyoung really wants to get better, but how can he do that without any support?

I zipped my pants back up. Yunho layed on the bed, still catching his breath. I put my shirt back on and fixed my hair a little in his mirror. "... There's this new movie that just came out... Don't you wanna stay over and watch it?" He asked. I scoffed. "What do you think?" I asked. "... Uhh..." he looked away. "Exactly." He looked utterly defeated. I almost felt a little guilty. "... Are you sure you don't wanna stay?" He asked. "Nerd. I've got stuff to do. People to be with." I said. "Why don't you wanna be with me? Am I not a person?" He asked. I sighed. "You know the agreement. Nothing more, nothing less." I said and left. I could hear him crawling deeper under the comforter. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mingi is a rich jock who everyone loves. Yunho is a rich nerd who everyone hates. They're friends with benefits. Yunho yearns for affection and love, drinks every touch and word in that Mingi says, while Mingi only uses Yunho as a quick fix... Yunho knows but doesn't care. Any attention is better than no attention, right?

I wasn't supposed to exist in this world They noticed me So he disguised me Touched me Told me to stay close We had to pretend He knows how to survive Enemies were watching Clones were being built One rule: Don't get attached . . . I sat quietly and watched Seonghwa. "You have quick fingers..." I commented quietly after a few hours. "... Is that a good thing?" He asked. "I don't know... I guess it means you're nimble." I said. Seonghwa huffed softly. "If you say so..." "What's that?" I asked and pointed at a black robot thing floating at a building a little further away. Seonghwa looked out and froze. He quickly rushed up and closed the blinds. "What was that?" I asked curiously. "None of your business. He answered and went back to coding. I scoffed softly. "You always give vague answers..." I said and pouted, leaning back against the couch on the floor. "You haven't even known me for 24 hours." He said. "Yeah, and that says a lot, don't you think!?" I asked, still pouting. He only smirked a little. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hongjoong comes from the normal world. He suddenly wakes up in this cyber world. He's scared and confused. A man takes him to his apartment and there, they begin getting to know each other. Slowly. Will they manage to get along? Will something happen between them? Will Hongjoong get back home?

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.

"My dad... Gets angry when he drinks." He said quietly. "I get it... You don't have to explain if you don't want to." San said. "He doesn't always get angry... Only when he drinks... And that's often..." Wooyoung said. "He says... He says it's my fault... That I make him stressed and that I should be happy he's even letting me stay at this point..." San felt his hands tighten around the wheel. How could anyone treat someone so poorly? Wooyoung continued. His voice wobbled a little but he was able to maintain it even. "Did he hurt you tonight?" San asked, approaching the conversation carefully. "Just... A bit." That word... Just... It did something to San. "No one should have to accept that..." San said. "Especially not you..." he added. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wooyoung is a troubled boy at the age of 17. He struggles with an abusive dad and trauma from his childhood. San is a rich businessman at the age of 25 who ends up finding interest in the boy, wanting to understand him properly... But will Wooyoung open up to San? Or will he run away to avoid opening up?