YW one shots

Some days are good, some days she loses the words mid-sentence. War has learned to carry both versions home with him, trying to dealt with it alone, until he finally understands he doesn't have to, because Yin is by his side. Read the tags!

Two people find a home in each other. Yin doesn't want to miss any more chances. War is starved for warmth. Life isn't very kind, but being together makes it all okay. No matter how dark life can seem, there's always hope, a kind smile, and warm days at the end of the tunnel. Note from author: Hello, here I am at it again. I know the summary doesn't give much away, but it's worth it. Promise! Thank you all for reading, and I hope you like it! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ This was inspired by 'Honeybee' by Olivia Rodrigo, so if this makes you cry, you can take it up with her ♡ (If you read the lyrics, please leave in the comments where you find a reference of them in this story!) Enjoy!

➤ ʏɪɴᴡᴀʀ ᴀᴜ - 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 War's first encounters with the new guy in town are anything but pleasant. In fact, they leave him incredibly annoyed and determined to avoid him from now on. Unfortunately, that's a decision he made without Yin. Rather than being put off by War's icy indifference and sharp tongue, Yin finds it endlessly intriguing and keeps seeking his company. And even though he tries to fight it, War eventually has to admit that he's just as incapable of resisting the pull Yin seems to have on him. During their summer break, far away from the pressures of college exams and submission deadlines, they take late-night walks beneath the stars, drive aimlessly without a plan or destination, and find a home in one another after their own homes stopped feeling like one a long time ago. This work is pure fiction.

"No," War whispers. "No," he repeats, louder, when Yin's tears start falling down his face. His lovely, beautiful face. A face he'd cradled like it was a treasure. No, you don't get to cry, he wants to say. "Wana," Yin murmurs, caressing the word like it's his right. Like he still has every right to do so. War shakes his head again, stepping back. "Just don't. Don't." Or: The omegaverse-exes-to-lovers you never asked for. Hello hello hello! I'm back with another story that will make you cry ♡ - This is my very first omega verse! I spent months getting it ready, so you now the drill: updates on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays! Hope you're as excited as I am, and enjoy this mother-fucking ride as much as I enjoyed writing it. DISCLAIMER: This story deals with trauma. The summary does not give much away on purpose, but I will keep adding tags as the story unfolds and announce them at the beginning of each chapter. Please be mindful of them, and read cautiously! Thank you for joining in! Have at it ♡

Yin is the perfect bodyguard: controlled, quick, observant. Then War becomes impossible to stay professional around. War never wanted a traditional bodyguard, he wanted someone by his side, someone he got along with given their proximity. A plus one. On camera, War was all sharp edges and control. Off it, he was soft, playful, achingly sweet...and Yin never stood a chance. Yin never expected...falling for a man, for the first time in his life, and falling hard. Between shared nights, stolen touches, Yin has to reckon with who he's becoming and find the courage to follow his heart and deepest desires. If...he can break through War's one night stand only rule. But when an obsessive fan's threats turn dangerous, the job and the heart collide. Yin has to decide whether protecting him means, leaving his side, or fighting for a future together despite the danger and backlash.

For ten years, Yin loved his best friend War in silence. War was never meant to be his... he couldn't be. He was straight or didn't think of Yin as more than a friend. If friendship was all he could have... Yin would take it. He would stay by War's side at all costs. Yin's hidden glances start lasting too long. Jealousy creeps in where it shouldn't. Shared routines, late nights, sleepovers above the pottery café, and feelings neither of them can keep pretending not to notice. As friends place bets, secrets unravel, and old fears begin to crack, Yin is forced to ask the question he's spent years carefully suppressing...what if War wants more too? What if asking for more breaks apart what they already have?

A YinWar AU fic wherein War, a veteran actor and CEO of Warcraft Artist Center, inspired Yin, a fresh graduate who was navigating life, to become an actor (and also harbored a tiny crush on him he futilely denied). Several instances had thwarted them from meeting albeit working in the same company. What would happen once they did? ㅡ separating this story from the YinWar | WarYin One shots compilation because obviously, this isn't a one-shot anymore 🤣🫶 ㅡ taken from one of my endless prompts on my keyboard yapping thread on twt ㅡ expect errors coz i don't really beta hahah YOLO

Fluffy, college yinwar fanfiction. My first story ever. Also english is my second language, sorry for the mistakes in advance. This will be a pure fluffy story. I do not intend to include angst. Hope you enjoy it ❤️❤️ #mature content warning Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or approved by War Wanarat Ratsameerat or Yin Anan Wong, their management teams, or any associated production companies. All characters and events portrayed in this story are entirely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only. No profit is being made from this work, and no harm or disrespect is intended toward any individuals mentioned or referenced.

{Short YinWar Story} "War runs a small cat café in Bangkok. Every morning at 9:03, a man he doesn't know walks in, orders the same drink without speaking, and sits by the window surrounded by cats that adore him more than anyone else (even more than War) War tells himself it's nothing but he starts waiting for 9:03 anyway."