Minho is a dancer. Minho is bipolar. Minho doesn't do relationships unless it's Jeongin. Minho is slow as fuck. Minho doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Minho is confusing. But that didn't stop Jisung from falling hard for him. Minho looked at him with darkened eyes. "Dance for me Sungie".

It all starts with the end. Han Jisung (a clumsy chemistry student with a painful past) crosses paths with Lee Minho, better known as Venom (the new leader of the notorious Vipers) when two kilograms of Venom's cocaine are mistakenly delivered to Jisung's doorstep, then lost by Jisung himself, under circumstances the idiot cannot remember. Minho accuses him of theft, giving Jisung a fourteen day deadline to either find and give back the cocaine, pay an impossible debt, or take the mysterious third option which, Jisung assumes, has to mean death. In his desperate quest for a way out, Jisung stumbles through a waking nightmare: unexpected connections between Minho and people he thought he could trust, mysterious news articles, abandoned mansions, crime scenes, black-tie parties, chaebol gossip, mafia families, escaping gunfire on the back of Minho's motorcycle. But every single path only leads him back to the night he lost the drugs, and to unanswerable questions: What the hell happened to the two bricks of cocaine? Why can't he remember losing them? What is Minho hiding? And what does the bastard truly want from Jisung? MAFIA AU 16+ (tws in the introduction) COVER MADE BY THE TALENTED ICHINISAMFOLIO ON DISCORD

A proposal. A full collection dedicated to a single person, a single name. Han Jisung. Minho laughs. "The performer?" Yes. That one. The cabaret star. The headline act for the ultra-rich and tragically bored. Minho thinks, why not? Just another face behind the lens. He is, historically, shit at lying to himself.

//𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.// Jisung's vision darkens, swallows. Heavens. That can't be good. ✧˖°── .✦────☼༺☆༻☾────✦.── °˖✧ OR: Vampire Academy AU | Jisung has spent centuries learning the balance between the title of the Crown Prince and the nature of a vampire. That balance shatters a mere handful of sunsets before he is due at Bloodthorne Academy. A curse, they call it. A thirst so savage it tears through his power, leaves him trembling and weak. His only salvation? Minho. A mortal. A common thief.

"Well, if I had the freedom to choose, we wouldn't even be having this conversation, Dr. Lee." Han Jisung thrives in it, in the way hands reach for him like he's something worth touching. But what would they say if they knew? Would they still whisper his name like a prayer, still dream of having a piece of him? Or would they finally see him for what he is? Not a god. Not an idol. Not untouchable. Just a boy. And boys get sent to therapy. in short: seemingly freaky, cocky and privileged jisung meets his match, Minho - his assigned psychiatrist