Mingyu can't control his thirst for blood, his cold heart never wavers on human asking for mercy until he crosspaths with a suicidal boy named Jeon Wonwoo who wants to die as soon as possible. (This is from my AFF acocunt)

Jeon Wonwoo was your average highschool nerd. He was always top of his classes and his teachers favorite student, but when it came to social status let's just say he was the bottom of the bottom. So when he starts receiving attention from the new pretty girl Minnie, he doesn't know what the hell to do. But thank god he has Kim Mingyu ; the star football player and designated hottie of his school, who just happens to be his best friend. Kim Mingyu vows to teach him all the ways to woo a girls pants off, and who was Wonwoo to say no? Although he didn't expect to end up wooing the pants off a guy instead, and he definetly didn't expect it to be his popular best friend.

"Why can't you just leave me alone? Stop, please, your gonna get hurt, I don't want that!" Wonwoo exclaimed, pushing himself away from mingyu. "It's okay, I won't get hurt, don't worry, no one is going to hurt me..." Mingyu explained calmly, hugging wonwoo tighter, yet, his touch so gentle. "No, you don't understand..." wonwoo whispered, falling into mingyu's arms, his mind slowly going blank. __________________________________ A/N Hey readers, this is my first time writing a fanfiction. I hope you enjoy this story! (Unedited) (Start: 17/9/2016) (End: 28/3/2017)

A story of love's most brutal act: Letting go, so the one you cherish can soar. "Hate me all you want. I only want you to hate me, mingyu." -won Summary: For 13 years, Wonwoo and Mingyu's love was a quiet supernova-many years of shared breaths, dreams, and a promise to rise together. Mingyu, the aspiring actor with a heart too big for his small-town life, leaned on Wonwoo's steady warmth through every rejection and empty audition. But when Mingyu's career finally began to flicker-a minor role leading to bigger opportunities -Wonwoo vanished. Wonwoo shattered their shared sky. He left abruptly, coldly saying, "I can't waste my life on your delusions anymore. Let's break up." Devastated, Mingyu channeled his heartbreak into his craft, transforming into a celebrated actor whose name lights up marquees. Yet behind his dazzling smile lingers the ghost of the man who abandoned him at his lowest. Unbeknownst to Mingyu, Wonwoo's cruelty was a lie-a desperate gambit to shield him from a devastating truth. Diagnosed with terminal cancer, Wonwoo chose to bear the weight of hatred alone, believing Mingyu's dreams would die if he stayed. "Let him fly," he'd think, watching Mingyu's interviews from a hospital bed, "even if I'm just a shadow in his sky." #1 Minwon 🏆🥰

Jeon Wonwoo got cheated by his ex and got depressed.... not until someone came to his life...

"You don't love me. You never did." "No. But I never forgot you either." Kim Mingyu is the ruthless heir to South Korea's largest conglomerate - and the leader of the most feared mafia in the shadows. Cold, sharp, and calculating, he's a man who built empires and buried enemies. Jeon Wonwoo is his equal - a CEO raised on power, pride, and quiet vengeance. His father's company is crumbling, and the only hand reaching out to save him... is the one he swore he'd never take again. Bound by a marriage neither of them wanted, their past is a secret they've both buried. But power is fragile. Love is dangerous. And some flames don't die - they just burn quieter, deeper, and deadlier. When enemies wear wedding rings, the real war begins behind closed doors.

He held the rose, so I crushed the garden. Mingyu had everything-fame, glory, and a future lined in gold. But the day he lost on the field, he also saw something he couldn't unsee Wonwoo, his rose. Beautiful. Untouched. Unforgivable. but already of somebody, his rival. What began as obsession turned into a twisted game of control. Wonwoo was stolen, ruined, and left to shatter before the world. But from the wreckage, a new war begins-one between hatred, survival... and a love that should never exist.

_"Prepare for a story of love, danger and heartbreak.This is not a fairytale,and nothing is simple"_

One room. One bed. Way too many rules- And two people who were never supposed to catch feelings. University was supposed to be about study and survival... But somehow, it turned into late-night arguments, stolen glances, and maybe something they can't explain yet. ---- Author's Note: This story is completely my own creation. If any part feels familiar, it's purely a coincidence-everything was written from my own brain, mood swings, and 3AM chaos. Thanks for supporting and respecting my work!

Kim Mingyu's life is built around love, loss, and responsibility. At just 26, he's a single father to his four-year-old son, Hansol, after losing his wife during childbirth. Between his demanding job as an architect and raising a child on his own, Mingyu barely has time to breathe, let alone take care of himself. But he keeps going-for Hansol, for the memory of the woman he loved, and for the quiet promise he made the day she passed: "I'll give him everything." When work becomes too much and his parents begin pressing him about moving on, Mingyu knows something has to change. At the recommendation of his best friend, Seungcheol, he hires Jeon Wonwoo, a soft-spoken barista with a gentle smile and calm eyes, to help look after Hansol. Wonwoo expects nothing more than a simple babysitting job. But what he finds instead is a small family still grieving, still healing, and still learning how to love again. Hansol latches onto Wonwoo almost immediately-calling him "Mumma Woo" and drawing crayon pictures of the three of them like it's always been that way. Wonwoo doesn't want to get attached, but the warmth of the home, the sound of Hansol's laughter, and the quiet way Mingyu smiles when no one's looking make it impossible not to. Everything becomes more complicated when Mingyu, out of desperation, tells his visiting parents that he has a new lover-hoping to stop their constant pressure to move on. But now they want to meet the supposed boyfriend, and with no one else to turn to, Mingyu asks Wonwoo to help him one last time: "Just pretend... just for a week." Wonwoo agrees, for Hansol's sake. For Mingyu's sake. Maybe even for his own. But fake smiles start to feel real. Late-night conversations blur the line between pretending and longing. And the way Mingyu looks at Wonwoo when Hansol falls asleep in his arms makes it harder and harder to remember what they're not.