"Yeah? Well, if you think I'm just gonna roll over and play nice, you're dumber than I thought. I'll bite your dick off if you try anything, San. I mean it." A Woosan story, Mafia AU San, a psycho with no emotions or empathy, crosses paths with wooyoung, a failing medical student with no hope of even making it to tomorrow. //Fair warning: Contains Sexual assault\\

As San stared at Wooyoung sleeping peacefully, he wondered what it would feel like. Waking up like this everyday, tangled in each other's arms, in their own little world of warmth, comfort and trust. It'd be nice, he thought. This was nice. However, it wasn't like they were living some sort of gorgeous romance story to be thinking like that. This was casual. Nothing more than two best friends helping out with each other's needs. They didn't even like each other... Right? As he drifted back to sleep, he had just one thought in mind: Wooyoung was his best friend. And whatever this was -this complicated and messy thing they had going on- it was enough. At least for now. ----- Or: Wooyoung falls for his best friend San, and what was once a beautiful friendship with hidden feelings in between, turns into a messy situationship from which neither of them can escape

Long aus, imagines, scenarios different tropes, different genres. Enjoy :) . highest rankings 5 in #jeongyunho 26/02/25

"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story

Mia lernt Yunho zufällig in einer Bar kennen, ohne zu wissen das er ein Idol ist. Und was zuerst wirkt wie der Beginn einer Freundschaft, wird schnell zu etwas anderem. Denn die beiden können sich auf den Tod nicht ausstehen. Das mag vor allem an Mia's Beziehung zu Yunho's bestem Freund liegen. Was passiert wohl, wenn man sich trotz der gegenseitigen Abneigung jeden Tag sehen muss und irgendwann feststellt, dass man den anderen vielleicht doch nicht so sehr hasst, wie zuerst angenommen? FanFiction Song: Can We Pretend That We're Good? - Daniel Seavey Info: 1. Soft-Lovestory. Kein expliziter 🔞 Content (es kann allerdings zu Anspielungen kommen). 2. Ich schreibe aus Spaß an der Freude. Ignoriert Rechtschreib-/Grammatikfehler, kleine Plot Holes, usw. Wie immer, viel Spaß und lasst gerne Kommentare/Votes da :)

San is sent into gay panic when he meets his girlfriend's brother and realizes that he thinks Wooyoung is a lot more attractive than he should.

"Just shut up and suck my dick already" "If you pull my hair again I'll bite it off" - When a fuck boy and an ex fuck boy end up becoming step brothers and sleep right across from each other, it becomes practically impossible to keep their hands to themselves. - This is a rewrite on my first book with A LOT of things I've decided to change up. The overall idea is the same but the actual plot is slightly different. Some Seongjoong included! Just as always, mature warning. 18+ blah blah bye Hope you like it mwah ♡

[complete] "Are you mine?" he asked as he started rolling his hips back and forth, the friction sending me into euphoria. I moaned. "I'm all yours, babe" I said bringing his hands to my chest, letting him feel my heart beating fast for him only "All yours!" "Show it to me! I want to feel it" he said sensually without stopping his hips rolling against mine "Make love to me, San!" • ALL THE BOOK IS WRITTEN WITH SAN'S POV In the rich and merciless South Korea of recent years, a young and selfish businessman meets a boy, who sells himself for economic necessity or perhaps for self-punishment, and with him he burns for the first time in the fire of an erotic passion that will change the life of both. Boy x boy. Woosan fiction. Inspired by Tongzhi novel "Beijing story". English is not my firts language, so please don't be too harsh if you find mistakes! This is pure fictional and has nothing to do with Wooyoung and San real life. TOP! San BOTTOM! Wooyoung 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: this novel contains mature themes such as violence, explicit language, homophobia, depression, death, sexual explicit references (smut, underage, non-con, etc.) and heavy heavy heavy angst. DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ! For those who are okay with the themes, enjoy ♡ #1 in woosanfanfiction 05.05.2023 #1 in jungwooyoung 21.05.2023 #1 in woosan 11.07.2024

he's a doctor, part time serial killer/vigilante. you're a gore crime fiction writer. you move in with him despite the strict and strange rules and somehow, you both end up falling for each other amidst lies, secrets, past traumas and a detective who suspects you. | rated M for heavy themes | highest ranking 4 in #jeongyunho

Bodyguard x client "I want you to love me, to care about me, to fight for me, to kiss me, to hold me, to fuck me... to be something to you!" "Wooyoung-" "Maybe you're just a coward!" In a flash, San closed the distance, his hands gripping Wooyoung's face as he pulled him in for an aggressive, heated kiss. Main ship- Woosan Quite smutty