Falling for your friend is normal, at least for everyone else. But for West Jeon, it wasn't normal, especially if you got told that the person you love the most only looks at you as his brother. But was Saint Kim lying to him? Or was he confused about what West meant to him, scared of having something with the latter? And the worst thing? They belong in the same circle of friends, or West used to be. And the thing is, no one knows what's happening between them, those childish arguments-no one knows anything.

Kim Mingyu is a feared mafia king, untouchable and ruthless. Jeon Wonwoo is a quiet bookstore owner, untouched by the chaos of his world. When fate-or obsession-pulls them together, Mingyu discovers a devotion he's never known before. He would kneel, worship, and protect Wonwoo at any cost. Love becomes a battlefield, and the only thing worth ruling is the boy he cannot lose.

Jeon Wonwoo, your typical emo, quiet boy. Kim Mingyu, the forever happy kid.

Seventeen ship oneshots REWRITING

[short story] mingyu x wonwoo ofc, it's smut

BOOK #1 "I'm not just a pretty face, Seungcheol. Underestimate me at your own risk." Jeonghan glared at Seungcheol, stepping into his personal space. "You might be a model, but you've just walked into a whole new kind of runway - my world." Seungcheol husked out as he grabbed Jeonghan's jaw, tilting his head up and connecting their lips. One year, without a single slip-up. That's all Seungcheol needs - a marriage of convenience to divert media attention and stabilize his company. But what he didn't anticipate were the distractions Jeonghan would bring into his meticulously controlled life. The real catch? Convincing Jeonghan, the boy he once rejected in high school, to agree to this arrangement. Can they survive a year of this delicate dance, or will old wounds and new sparks complicate their plan?