Minsung omegaverse. This is a work of fiction. The characters are fictionalized and do not represent the real members of Stray Kids. This story is purely for creative writing and entertainment purposes. The Omegaverse setting, including dynamics, heats, and ruts, is fictional and not based on reality. Please read responsibly.

Han Jisung is a typical student, never getting in trouble, always has perfect grades, and is happily keeping his reputation of the quiet kid. Do you think it's possible to go from quiet kid to talk of the school and date a gang member?

In which Minho is fan of a group called 3RACHA, especially J.ONE.

Korea's Youngest CEO-sharp suit, sharper gaze. The University's Doll-too pretty, too elegant to be real. --- "Look at me," Minho murmured. Jisung didn't. "Jisung..." Still nothing. "Doll, look at me... please." And that was it-the nickname slipped past his defenses, pulling his gaze upward until their eyes finally met. Every pout, every glance, every whispered word-Minho was already undone. Every smile, every touch, every unspoken promise-Jisung found himself falling deeper

[a lot of smut] Lee Minho and Han Jisung have been best friends for as long as they can remember. So what if they blur the lines a little- doing things most friends definitely don't? It's just helping each other out... no strings, no feelings. Probably. TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG

Jisung had spent his whole life as an option - never a choice. Passed between parents who didn't want him, he grew up believing he was temporary. Until the Lee family decided he would be their grandson's spouse. He expected duty. He expected distance. He never expected Lee Minho - someone who would handle him sometimes patiently, sometimes frustratingly. Because sometimes love isn't loud - it's patient. Sometimes home isn't a place - it's a person. And sometimes, forever doesn't feel like a chain... it feels like a promise.

♡ Jisung had a bad habit of driving people away. Minho was committed to being his friend. ♡ ━━━━━ ❛ STORY EXCERPT: Jisung and his father had nothing in common except for a lack of relationships outside of each other. Jaesuk had booze and Jisung had Minho: a boy with an infectious grin that rivaled the radiance of the sun. A boy with a laugh like wind chimes that made Jisung forget about the bruises that painted his skin like a canvas. A boy who saw Jisung, even if Jisung didn't quite see himself. ━━━━━ ❛ QUICK INFO: • LGBTQ+ Romance • Childhood Friends to Lovers • Slow Burn • Hurt/Comfort • Slice of Life Rated 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 for swear words, graphic depictions of violence/abuse, underage drug and alcohol consumption, predatory relationships, and other mature themes. (17+)

Most say he's "trouble." It's not the worst nickname he's had, but it is the one most likely to get him killed. ━━━━━ ❛ STORY EXCERPT: "You're fuckin' insane." "Says the guy who let me put a gun in his mouth." "What can I say?" Jisung's grin spread like spilled wine ― all sultry, slanted, and scarlet with dried blood. "I like having things in my mouth." ━━━━━ ❛ "CRASH AND BURN" SUMMARY: Han Jisung has a problematic habit of burning everything he touches. In Seoul City, he's the kind of trouble you don't see coming until it's too late. It just so turns out that an extra dose of trouble results in the loss of 6.8 kilograms of methamphetamine. Between losing ₩400 million worth of "Cold Brew" crystal, and prematurely digging his own grave, Han Jisung proves you really can fuck your way into a gang war. ⚜️ FEATURED 1x ⚜️ [🏆x7] ━━━━━ ❛ QUICK INFO: ❦ ) Crossover! Stray Kids (ft. BTS, and Ateez) ❦ ) Crime Syndicate/Organized Crime AU ❦ ) Set in an Alternate Seoul, SK ❦ ) 18+

Beneath weeping skies and the quiet heartbeat of a forgotten manor, four souls - bruised by the past and bound by fate - collide in a storm of secrets, survival, and solace. Hearts that once ran from the world now begin to relearn its softness. Because sometimes, home isn't a place. Sometimes... it's a promise whispered in the dark.

The sky is burning... The world is caught in a perpetual twilight. Creatures of the night roaming free. Like him, one of the werewolves... like myself and my kind, the vampires... And then there are them, the humans, those born under a blood-red moon with enhanced abilities: the Hunters. He is one of them. He is the one. Violence, language, smut, mentions of blood, self harm, death. This is a work of fiction. As always it has nothing to do with actual people, their lives or their preferences. Stray Kids members serve only as visual references. Keep that in mind. Reader Discretion Is Advised!