When a car crash leaves Stray Kids' Hyunjin temporarily blind, the future of the group fractures overnight. Recovery becomes a quiet war against guilt, fear, and the pressure to keep going. You were never supposed to be part of this world. Hired as a mobility and language therapist, your job was simple: help Hyunjin adapt to the dark. But grief has many shapes, and healing is never just physical. In the shared silence of recovery, trust forms slowly, bonds shift and sometimes, when everything falls apart, something unspoken holds the pieces together. An AU about loss, resilience, and the intimacy of rebuilding together.

Yuki means happiness but all she felt in her life was sadness not until she met Hyunjin who doesn't care about his life anymore.

━ ⋆ ⚘ ⋆ ━ "I can't hurt you. Even if I wanted to," he muttered, voice low, unreadable. Seungmin's fists clenched at his sides. He looked like he had something to say, but you were past listening. "Why?! You never fucking hesitated before!" you spat, your voice shaking with fury. His jaw tightened. "Because you're my best friend's precious little sister." Your blood ran cold. "Then act like it," you seethed. "Help me get him back." His gaze locked onto yours, something shifting-like your words had shattered whatever restraint he had left. His eyes softened into that puppy look. A long silence. Then, a slow exhale. "Oh, fuck it." ━ ⋆ ⚘ ⋆ ━

choi soomin finds herself constantly drooling over the hot boy that works at her university's library. endlessly ranting to her twin brother about just how much she would love for lee minho to- "you need friends." soobin's face contorts into disgust. "you are my friend!" "i'm your brother. find someone else to tell your sexual fantasies to. better yet, go talk to him." ~~~~~ DISCLAIMERS: - intended lowercase - purely fiction - minho in this story does not represent minho in real life - same goes for any other members of SKZ included in this story (and any members of TXT ;)) - all rights reserved; please do not copy my story, or translate without permission WARNINGS: - mature language and situations - suggestive language - untagged kinks - sex scenes/sexual scenarios - detailed desires and fantasies - little bit of a slow burn ~~~~~ RANKINGS: #1 IN SKZ 2/4/24 #2 IN HAN 2/23/24 #3 IN HAN 2/25/24 #3 IN YANGJEONGIN 4/23/24 #1 IN YANGJEONGIN 4/28/24 #1 IN BANGCHAN 5/19/24 #2 IN CHANGBIN 5/24/24 #2 IN LEEKNOW 7/5/24 #3 IN LEEKNOW 7/10/24 #3 IN CHANGBIN 7/17/24 #1 IN HAN 7/23/24

"if you think this was personal," he said quietly. "it wasn't." you laughed, soft and bitter. "oh, that's supposed to help? wow. thanks, seungmin. i definitely don't feel insane for thinking you were lying to chris for me." you leaned in, fists bunching his shirt. "you're cold and evil, got it? such an arrogant prick. for a second i wanted to jump over that table and strangle you when i realized you were faking it. but that's what you do, right? pretend to be decent so no one sees what you actually are." he swallowed, eyes flicking to your lips before snapping back up. "get off me." "make me." the silence that followed was dangerous. your breathing roared in your ears as everything hit at once, your thighs tight at his sides, his thumbs brushing the inside of your wrists, his legs pinned beneath you, heat bleeding through the thin fabric between you. shit, this wasn't how you wanted it to go. ₊ ˚. 🕯️ ⊹₊ ⋆ A group of young people. Every heard of them? Probably not. Their name is The Movement... and they sure as hell will switch over your innocent imaginations of life. especially in the middle of war...

No way. "Seungmin..?" you breathed, crawling closer, every inch careful after that explosion tossed your hair all over hell. A soft groan slipped out, making your heart slam against your ribs. Did it work? Did you actually pull him back? Your mouth hung open, eyes locked on him like he was the only thing left in the world that mattered to your twisted mind. Like this sick experiment was more beautiful than anything else. Your eyes shone in amazement. Rain still clung to your skin, clothes soaked and sticking tight. He shifted, slow and heavy, blinking like he was waking from a nightmare, confused but alive. You did it. You brought Seungmin back. You actually brought a human back to life.

In the relentless world of idols and dreams, three lives interwine in a whirlwind of ambition, heartbreak, and desires. Jung Mia, a struggling trainee with a fractured past, finds herself entangled with SKZ's Lee Know, whose intensity borders on obsession, and the warm, Bangchan, whose kindness feels like a lifeline. Will Mia carve her own path, or will she lose herself in the shadows of the idols she admires? Dive into a story of passion, pain, and the price of chasing impossible dreams. | SMUT | STALKING | OBESSIVENESS | DOMINANCE | JEALOUSY | LIES | Started on 20 Dec' 24.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓, 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒂. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅. 𝑻𝒐𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆. 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅." Clara has styled idols long enough to know how to keep her distance: professionally and emotionally. But Lee Minho has always been different. Too quiet. Too observant. Too impossible to read. When she accidentally witnesses a private moment that looks like a crime but is anything but, Clara is pulled into Minho's shadowed world of dominance. Drawn to the side of him he never shows, Clara lets Minho guide her into a world built on trust, surrender, and secrets that can never reach the public eye. What begins as curiosity turns into a dangerous, consuming connection that must stay hidden at all costs. Minho teaches her how to let go. Clara tries to keep herself from falling. But control was never hers to keep-and love was never part of the deal. "I haven't read a fanfic this good in years. From the very start to the finish it was exciting, gripping and so well written. Had me on the edge of my seat the entire time. Truly marvellous work". - notatallhere_