Lee Minho and Han Jisung were two very different individuals. Minho liked sports and was a 'jock'. Jisung loved music and producing the arts, he was considered 'Nerdy' or 'Weird'. Very different right? One thing they had in common, they hated eachother. That was until Jisung was desperate for help. . ⚠️ This story contains homophobia, abuse, violence, and other mature topics. If you're uncomfortable please skip chapters with warning signs, or don't read at all. Note: I'm not sexualizing real* Minho or Jisung, this is purely fanfiction and I'm not assuming their sexualities. (Edit; PLS DONT TAKE THIS FIC SERIOUSLY, I WROTE IT FOR FUN SO THE PLOT KINDA SUCKS AND IM ALSO A NEW WRITER 😣 AND THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT EVEN MONTHS AFTER!!!) OMG THANKS FOR 100K READS??!!?!?! Highest rankings #3 leeminho #6 minsung #10 straykids

Jisung hates Minho. Minho hates Jisung. At least that's what they say. But when a school project forces them into 14 fake dates, things get complicated. Fast. - "You're in my way," Jisung spits, chest rising. "Then move me," Minho murmurs, stepping between his legs. His breath brushes Jisung's lips- Jisung's thumb presses against Minho's bottom lip, dragging it down slowly. "I hate you," he breathes. "Yeah?" Minho smirks. "Then why are you shaking?" -

Mafia AU Jisung was a nobody, a loner who hacked for fun. Then he stole from the SKZ mafia. Now he's on the ground, bruised and breathless, Minho pressing him down. Blood drips from his lips, but he only grins. "Go fuck yourself." [Completed] Pic credits to rightful owner. Started: 15/03/2025 Under editing: 20/04/2025 - dk Ended: 4/07/2025 🥇#1 Han 🥇#1 LeeMinho 🥇#1 Jisung 🥇#1 Straykids 🥇#1 Stay 🥇#1 Changbin 🥇#1 Minsungfanfiction 🥉#3 Kpop 🏅#5 Minsung

Summer AU Being stuck at a lake house in the middle of nowhere, was not what Jisung wanted to do during summer. But that's what happens when you smoke, drink and vandalise. But it's not the worst, not now that he's stuck with Minho. [Completed] Fan art to rightful owner Started: 30/05/2025 Edited: 29/06/2025 - 11/08/2025 Ended: 29/08/2025

Enemies to lovers. Friends to survivors. One infected world. Lee Minho and Han Jisung have hated each other since freshman year. The top of the class and the class clown-total opposites, constantly at each other's throats. Their insults echo through the hallways louder than the morning bell. It's all part of the routine at Silverpoint High. Until one ordinary afternoon, everything shatters. The school intercom goes silent. Phones stop working. And one by one, students start turning-into bloodthirsty monsters with no trace of humanity left. Trapped inside the building, only eight remain uninfected: Minho, Jisung, and the rest of their tangled, chaotic friend group-Bang Chan, Seungmin, Hyunjin, Felix, Jeongin, and Changbin. Now it's not about grades or grudges. It's about survival. Secrets unravel. Friendships are tested. And amidst the horror, something unexpected brews between two enemies who were never meant to care for each other. But in a world that's already fallen apart, can love still find a place to grow? ⚠️Warning • gay • blood • swearing • sexual content • smut(?) Note: This is not to ruin the image of stray kids and only for minsungers like me. If you are uncomfortable, then kindly don't read. Side ships: •Hyunlix •Chanmin •Jeongbin •Ryeji •Chaelia •Beomjun •Taebin

「COMPLETED」 - minho hate jisung and jisung doesn't know why... but one thing jisung doesn't know is... - warning ! - boyxboy - hickey ayee - cringe ✊🌚 - english grammar sec story aye :)

In which a Slytherin boy returns to Hogwarts after the second wizarding war with flower tattoos covering his dark mark and streaks of blue in his platinum blonde hair. A Drarry Fanfiction © Ericka | 2017

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy didn't start off on the best terms but soon Harry decided he'd like to become friends with Draco, but there's a problem. They can't be friends publicly, that is, soon they start to fall in love with each other and that makes it even worse.. do they end up in love.. or heart broken?

Faye Scamander was never dangerous. She was the girl who handed out biscuits like blessings, chatted with portraits, rescued injured creatures, and left wildflowers on desks simply because it felt kind. And somehow, Draco Malfoy noticed her anyway. Draco had been raised in a castle of cold rules and colder expectations. Faye had grown up in a cottage overflowing with warmth and wonder. He had been taught that softness was weakness. She had been raised to believe that softness saved people. They should have stayed worlds apart. Instead, they kept colliding-his armour against her gentleness, his silence against her small-magic courage. And somewhere between a flower she gave him, a biscuit he pretended not to want, and the moments they lingered without meaning to- everything shifted. Because some spells were loud and destructive. But the ones that changed a life? They were always the small things no one saw coming