Seokmin dzieła

A story wherein Joshua, the well-known CEO of Hong Corporation, was forced and set by his parents to be engaged to Seokmin, the youngest son of the Lee family. However, he doesn't expect that meeting Seokmin would be harder than talking to a wall. Why? Because Seokmin is mute. a seoksoo/sooseok story ʚɞ

❝We're dating, she just doesn't know it yet.❞ about a boy who held onto things that couldn't be changed, her feelings towards him being one of them. © _seulhee

Basically bottom joshua oneshots!🎀

𝗧𝗛𝗘𝟴. │ What pulled them together was never grand ─ only constant. A 徐明浩 Fanfiction © eisarchives 2025.

Seungcheol Choi has conquered markets, crushed competitors, and built SolLux Technologies into a billion-dollar empire. Unfortunately, he cannot conquer one (1) ethereal director with suspicious moon-related philosophies. When Seungcheol discovers that the dangerously charming Director Yoon Jeonghan might be married-with a child, no less-his carefully maintained CEO composure collapses into full-blown corporate melodrama. There is pouting. There is denial. There is emotional spiraling in an executive leather chair. Meanwhile, Jeonghan remains serene, unreadable, and possibly five steps ahead of everyone. Armed with only his pride, his questionable dignity, and a long-suffering assistant who deserves hazard pay, Seungcheol must uncover the truth: Is Director Yoon truly taken? Or is the CEO about to lose his heart to the most beautiful corporate illusion of his life? A romantic comedy about power, pride, and falling in love when you're absolutely not supposed to.

Dino was always the strong one. The one who laughed. The one who worked harder. The one who never complained. Until one night... he disappears. Not completely. Not in the way people think. But enough to see the truth he was always too scared to face. Watching from the outside, Dino sees something he never expected - thirteen people breaking, blaming themselves, and realizing too late how much he was holding inside. Through old diary pages filled with swallowed words, hidden tears, and love he never knew how to say out loud, Dino is forced to face one question: Was he ever truly seen? And when he finally sees their love - raw, messy, imperfect, real - he's given a choice: Stay. Or Disappear peacefully. A story about being the youngest, being unseen, being loved louder than you realized... and what happens when someone finally asks: "If I disappear... would you look for me?" • Angst • Hurt/Comfort • Found Family • Maknae Angst • Emotional Healing • Identity Crisis • Supernatural Elements • Idol Angst The night Dino disappears, no one knows where he went. But he's still there... watching them fall apart. Some truths are only visible when you're already gone. And some choices decide whether you ever come back.

She walks into their lives like a stranger ; and leaves them changed forever. ⤷ 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 ! - a jeon wonwoo fanfiction. - © BOOAMORE | 2026 - ongoing.

"You know nothing about me, and act like it!" "No one gets to love me, no one.... and you don't too" Joshua snaps, voice louder and shaky. "And what makes you think that I don't ?" "No one can take me away from you, love..Not after you showed me how it feels to keep loving you" now you are stuck with me" Seokmin replys, voice calm, bold with a smile. | Your's In Devotion |

At seventeen, a story was written in grief. At twenty-one, the sea nearly claims its author and the number '17' appears where skin should be unmarked. Across the same city, someone else has been watching reality bend long before it breaks. What begins as coincidence slowly turns into pattern. What feels like fate begins to resemble something written. Between unfinished manuscripts, shifting truths, and feelings neither Seokmin nor Mingyu know how to name, two lives intertwine in a story that refuses to stay on paper. Some creations are harmless. Some demand consequences.

For all my Seoksoo lovers! A series of oneshots truly like no other

Aera and Soonyoung share a past full of almosts. On a familiar trip, old feelings resurface, and what was once unspoken begins to stir. ⤷ completed ! © h5shyu. 2025.

Desi Seventeen ✨️✨️✨️✨️

Please just let me in... Would you be brave enough to chase something the world told you to run from? She mastered the art of silence, hiding her truth behind carefully stitched smiles. He walked with shadows trailing behind him, a reputation carved not by choice, but by survival. Neither of them asked to be noticed. She vanished into corners, he was spoken of in whispers. Aera didn't mean to glance his way. Seungkwan never meant to stop and stare back. But destiny kept bringing them together, everytime. Aera never meant to get close, she knew better. Everyone said she should stay far away. But Seungkwan? He didn't care about what others said, he only saw her. They fell for each other and their love threatened them to unravel everything they spent years hiding. Their most deepest and darkest secrets. ...

Jeonghan comes to Busan with nothing but exhaustion and the hope of disappearing long enough to heal. But one reckless night-and a kiss he was never meant to remember-pulls him back into feelings he swore were buried. When the stranger turns out to be his brother-in-law's best friend, living under the same roof, distance becomes impossible. Caught between old scars and a dangerous new pull, Jeonghan must decide whether love is something to run from... or something worth surviving again. A slow-burn romance about healing, longing, and second chances.

Truth fractured into versions no one can fully trust. Thirteen people find themselves standing too close to a past that refuses to stay buried, each carrying guilt that isn't entirely theirs and secrets that may not be theirs at all. Every answer opens another absence. Every confession leaves something unsaid. What began as damage control turns into a reckoning of memory, responsibility, and the cost of looking away. "You don't bring thirteen people together unless you expect something to break." "Maybe no one betrayed us." "Or we're dealing with a debt no one bothered to settle." Watched by unseen eyes and haunted by what was almost erased, they are forced to confront not just what happened but what they failed to notice. Because some truths don't disappear. Some truths are spoken too late. Some are almost erased.

A series of short stories... With seventeens ship #minwon #seoksoo #jeongcheol #vernkwan

In which Seungkwan likes Hansol.. Jeonghan liked the idea 🥂 Seungcheol hated the idea ❌ 27.3.25

In shared silences and cooling coffee, Lia feels love slowly fade. Between routine and distance, she wonders if some warmth can return-or if some endings arrive quietly. ⤷ completed ! © h5shyu. 2025.

The Language of Flowers #2 Joshua never expected a single kiss to shake him this deeply. What started as curiosity, fueled by late night loneliness, ignited a desire he didn't know how to face. Jeonghan had always been his comfort, his constant, his safest place. But now, every glance and every touch felt charged, dangerous, something he wasn't sure he could name. The truth he fears most isn't losing Jeonghan's friendship. It's realizing he might want more. Jeonghan has always known where he stands. Joshua is his closest friend, his anchor. Nothing more, nothing less. At least, that's what he told himself while burying a crush that never faded since their trainee days. But a kiss stolen in the quiet of night unravels everything, finally pushing him past restraint, leaving Jeonghan torn between hope and dread. Because as much as he wants Joshua, he can't shake the fear that Joshua won't want him the same way. He's afraid of losing their friendship.

Miyako had always been destined for the ice. What began as a childhood gift, grew into a passion too vast for her to carry alone. Then came Jeonghan. Her partner on the rink, whose sly smile and effortless charm hid a discipline to match her own. Together, they were more than skaters. They were storytellers, their every step, lift, and glance blurring the line between choreography and something far more dangerous. Love. As their names rose in the world of ice dance, so too did the stakes. Coaches, families, and the relentless glare of judges, all demanding perfection. But ice has always been fragile, and so is the line between partnership and romance. To win, they'll need flawless synchronization. To love, they'll need to risk falling.