Jisung is not a happy person. He hates everything about himself, always drowning in his oversized clothes and the smell of tobacco. him and his best friend Felix have a falling out. but Jisung starts the day like any other. he goes to his favourite cafe, orders the same order as he does every other day, and he drinks it silently in the corner of the cafe. but this day specifically, he felt something wrong. when he'd sat down to drink his iced americano, the lights were all of a sudden too bright. everyone's stares-or what he thought were stares- louder than the coffee machine humming. he rushes to the bathroom, trying to calm himself down from the panic attack, when just shortly after, someone else comes in. the barista that served him. Minho. TW: mentions of self harm/self harm scars dark conversations smoking depression brief mentions of suicide implied mentions of suicide mentions about ED

Kim Sunoo comes back to korea after studying abroad for 2 years. in the meantime, one of his best friends Yang Jungwon has gotten a boyfriend, Park Jay. Jungwon wants Sunoo to meet Jay and his friends, and one of them catches his eye... - twitter/texting au

He saw him once... and never looked away again. Behind the glass of a small bridal boutique, Han Jisung was just trying to sell a dress he had no idea would change his life. And Lee Minho was only supposed to be passing by. One wore a veil. The other never looked away. Jisung thinks it's obsession. Minho thinks it's fate. And between misunderstanding, silence, and unwanted attention... a line is crossed that neither of them knows how to undo. What happens when love is mistaken for danger- and running away only makes him chase closer? "Stop looking at me like that." Jisung rolled his eyes and turned his face away, pretending not to notice the way Minho's gaze lingered on him - constant, consuming, as though Jisung alone had become the air keeping his lungs alive. "Can you blame me, my love?" Minho stepped closer, slow and unhurried, his fingers slipping beneath Jisung's chin with practiced gentleness before turning his face back toward himself, like letting him look away had never truly been an option. 🏆 #1 In #Veil 🏆 #5 In #Leeknow 🏆 #4 In #Stay

where seungmin decided to dm his bias in DREAM(yep i created a new(?) kpop group for them) without expecting a response.

"𝚆𝚑𝚢'𝚍 𝚒 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜?" ౨ ~ ৎ During a game of truth or dare Lee Know dares Seungmin and BangChan to adopt a child. Since they're all drunk so they go ahead and do it. One problem. The next morning they find the child and remember being horrified.

Explicit 🔞 Professor Hwang Hyunjin. Cold, composed, and famously unbothered. He was the kind of man who kept his curtains drawn and his heart locked even tighter. But then came Felix. With boba eyes wide and wonder-filled, with a warmth so loud it echoed into Hyunjin's quietest corners. The boy who lived across the balcony. The boy who danced barefoot under morning light. The boy he mistook as a girl. The boy he had some wet dream until the dream sat in his classroom seat. (This is my work from ao3 and I'm just reposting here. My username there is the same one I use here.) TW: noncon, subcon, eating disorder, food control, psychopath, bipolar, controlling, toxic relationship, unhealthy relationship, self harm, forced, noncon drug use

Bang Chan, the school's basketball captain, finds himself sneaking into the music room every evening. At first, it's just to relax after practice, but soon he realizes he's addicted to Seungmin's quiet, soulful voice and soft piano notes-and maybe the boy himself. Update every Tuesday.

When you're a broken boy who's never really known what love feels like, what happens when the one person who finally understands you... is your therapist? What happens when his gentle voice, his patience, the way he looks at you like you're not too much- starts to mean more than it should? What happens when you forget it's his job? When you start booking more sessions just to see him. When you replay his words at 3 a.m. When the line between comfort and craving begins to blur. When it claws at you. Jisung has a little problem. And it might be exactly that. TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG [AGEGAP]

Lee Minho has his life mapped out to the letter. Senior partner at one of Seoul's top law firms, owner of three cats, emotionally unavailable, and perfectly fine with that. People call him cold, but Minho calls it efficient. He doesn't have time for feelings-or anyone who wants to talk about them. Then one morning, someone literally crashes into him. Han Jisung, a songwriter with a talent for chaos and a smile that could melt steel, wasn't expecting his coffee, his notebook, and his dignity to all go flying in one go. Especially not into that guy-the grumpy lawyer everyone in the city seems to know. From that moment, Minho's carefully structured world begins to unravel. One spilled coffee leads to another meeting. One sarcastic text leads to late-night calls. And before he knows it, the man who swore off romance finds himself falling for the one person who refuses to fit neatly into his life plan.

Felix had always been a child of sunlight. From a young age, he was bright, energetic, and full of impossible dreams. He believed in happy endings, in love that felt like spring, and in a future filled with laughter. Even when life became difficult, he would close his eyes and imagine a world where he was free-free to choose, free to love, free to be happy. But dreams don't always survive reality. The day his family announced his arranged marriage was the day Felix felt his colorful world slowly fade to gray. He was to marry Hwang Hyunjin-a powerful, cold-hearted CEO known more for his sharp tongue and ruthless decisions than for kindness. Hyunjin didn't want this marriage. He already had someone he loved. A girlfriend he had planned a future with. And when the engagement was forced upon him, everything fell apart. The relationship ended, and in Hyunjin's eyes, Felix became the reason his happiness was destroyed. From the very first meeting, Hyunjin's gaze held nothing but resentment. His words were distant, sharp, and unforgiving. To him, Felix was nothing more than an unwanted responsibility-an obligation tied to family expectations and business alliances. But Felix... Felix still carried a fragile hope inside his heart. In a marriage built on bitterness, cold silence, and broken dreams, one question remained- Can a boy made of sunshine melt the heart of a man made of ice? ᥕᥲrᥒіᥒg: -ᥲᥒgs𝗍 -ᑲ᥆ᥡ᥊ᑲ᥆ᥡ -sᥱᥒsі𝗍і᥎ᥱ ᥕ᥆rძs rᥱmіᥒძᥱr: -𝗍һіs іs ᥆ᥒᥣᥡ 𝖿іᥴ𝗍і᥆ᥒ ᥒ᥆ᥒ ᥆𝖿 𝗍һіs rᥱᥣᥲ𝗍ᥱs 𝗍᥆ 𝗍һᥱ rᥱᥲᥣ ⍴ᥱrs᥆ᥒ!!