At Maison Rouge, pleasure is sold by the hour. Haruto has spent years perfecting the art of detachment. As the brothel's most requested companion, he gives his clients what they want -a body, a smile, a fantasy- while keeping his heart carefully locked away. Until David walks in. David doesn't ask for pleasure. He doesn't want conversation. Every week, he books Haruto, wraps himself in his arms... and falls asleep. Nothing more, nothing less. Frustrated by David's emotional distance yet drawn to his quiet vulnerability, Haruto finds himself anticipating visits from the man who never truly sees him. But everything changes when Haruto learns David's real identity and that his arrangement with the man who refuses to touch him extends far beyond Maison Rouge's silk sheets. Forced into each other's lives, they must navigate tangled pasts, sleepless nights, and a fragile desire neither dares to name. Because sometimes, love isn't found in passion... ...but in the arms where you finally sleep. ------------------------------ This is pure fiction. Everything that happens in the story is writer's imagination, it's not an actual reflection of names and places mentioned in the story. !WARNING! The story classified as 18+. Please don't read if you don't like mature content. Read at your own risk. Thank you. Love, -Saint Evilish-

Happiness. That is all we ever want in life. To find that one person we can't live without, the person we look forward to seeing every day. The one that all they have to do is look at you and you know they love you. Kim Junkyu had all that, but in a blink of an eye, it was taken from him. He stared at the coffin in front of him, tears rolling down his face. He didn't even think he had any tears left; he hadn't stopped crying since they told him about Haruto. He couldn't even process what had happened, it just couldn't be right. Not his Haruto, not the love of his life, and definitely not his true mate. Or so he thought... Until he met an alpha named Park JeongWoo. ---------------------------------------------------- This is pure fiction. Everything that happens in the story is writer's imagination, it's not an actual reflection of names and places mentioned in the story. !WARNING! The story classified as 18+ and contain male pregnancy. Some parts of the story might trigger Treasure fans. Please don't read if you don't like mature content. Read at your own risk. Thank you. Love, -Saint Evilish-

Me gusta coleccionar cosas. Las guardo pensando que estando resguardadas estarán a salvo de cualquier mal. De entre todas las cosas que colecciono, se podría decir que las cartas de amor que he escrito son mi posesión más preciada. No son cartas de amor convencionales, son para cuando ya no quiero seguir estando enamorado. Cuando termino de escribir mis cartas, me siento liberado. O, al menos, es lo que se supone que deberían de hacerme sentir.

Junkyu leaves his hometown to try his luck in Seoul. He finds a job at a big tattoo studio and his new boss makes him want to break his golden rule: don't date your coworkers.

After being caught up in a break up for a year, Haruto decided to finally move on. Riding on with the latest trend, he picked out his show-off fake boyfriend from a dating app called, 'Boyfriend for a Rent'. Thinking he could at least post some photos with a stranger to show his ex that he also has someone new, another incident lead him to book another date with the stranger named Kim Junkyu. ___________ ☆ Written: Apr. 2021 ☆ Published: Oct. 2021 ☆ Status: Ongoing

A life without pain would be heaven for others, though Kei wouldn't exaggerate it like that. It has its own conveniences in his life without having to feel pain for sure, but it definitely has its downside. He just wants to survive as long as he can for his brother, Jiro, but his painless life brings him to the world where there is nothing but pain. One mistake and he'll die. But that was not even the terrifying part for Kei. With his rare condition, he's bound to die anyway. It's just a matter of when. However, in his new dark world, he never imagined feeling pain until he met Riku, the yakuza underboss he works for. Now, he understands why people say love equals to pain. ___________ ☆ Written: May 2022 ☆ Published: May 2022 ☆ Status: Ongoing

Kim Junkyu x Male one-shots. ---------------------------------------------------- This is pure fiction. Everything that happens in the story are writer's imagination, it's not an actual reflection of names and places mentioned on the story. !WARNING! The story is classified as 18+. Some parts of the story might trigger you as fans. Please don't read if you don't like mature content. Read at your own risk. Thank you. Love, -Saint Evilish-