"Please don't go..it's too soon.." - Jeongin is terminal. Chan doesn't know..lets see how this story plays out :)

In which one day Jeongin sends a text to Chan that makes everything between the two be different. Who knows what will happen from then on? -Short chapters -Has smut and NSFW material -English is not my first language so bear with me -This book is fast paced

Jeongin is in an toxic relationship that he refuses to tell any of his friends about. But what happens when he starts to catch feelings for one of them? - side ships- ~Minsung ~Seunglix -TRIGGER WARNING- • toxic relationships Started: 10-23-2020 Ended: 6-19-2021 i do not accept translations on my stories!!!

Jeongin works the night shift at the coffee shop where he fell in love with his regular customer that always order the same menu and sit at the same spot by the window with his laptop. Chan works from day to night trying to perfect every song he produces. When things doesn't goes the way he wants, he stays up all night with cups of coffee, and a cute boy who works at the coffee shop which happens mostly every night. One works at the coffee shop, ne needs coffee to work, both are coffee addicts, and both fall in love with one another.

bang chan x yang jeongin ________ When Jeongin moves into his first ever apartment, he finds out that he has a roomate that is a little scary and intimidating, little did he know, behind that mask was a goofball he would fall in love with. - completed. highest ranks: #3 in chanjeong #21 in jeongchan #1 in 3racha ☻ spearbees ☻

" who are you ? " " you're not hyunjin ? " " ..no. " " oh. " yang jeongin tried to get his friend's number from lee felix and got the numbers mixed up, getting chan's number instead. a skz + en- fanfic ! <3333333 ! this story contains profanities, some weird drama, and probably details that i'm gonna forget later ! [ started - june 9th, 2023 ~ 11:11 am ] [ ended - TBD ~ TBD ]

Jeongin wants to touch the stars.

Like poison he wore me down until I was helpless and like a string he had me wrapped around his little finger. And for him, on my knees I fell. Me, a mafia mastermind, had surrendered to this flower boy.