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Parts 7
Time 1h 12m

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His hand covered half of his face but his smirk was prominent. Silence was soon cut short as his deep chuckle fill the room. Slowly, his hand falls down from his face. The soft expression he had on earlier had disappeared, now changed with a darker gaze, one that was slowly eating her soul up.All Rights Reserved

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Blue Bird ||Woosan|| by AustralianMustache

"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story

˚✧₊⁎ spilled | woosan ⁎⁺˳✧༚ by littleplantie

j.wy & c.s What happens if college, a small coffee shop, rainy days and a completely ruined blouse lead two complete strangers towards each other...

𝙮𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 | 𝙟.𝙮. | by promisesupremcy

in a world when you turn eighteen a mark from when you first touched your soulmate appears on your body in a color that represents both of you in which only you both can see. what happens when a fan girl finds out her soulmate is her idol. | lowercase intended | started: 4/18/2020 ended: 10/23/2020

Trouble ||Woosan|| by AustralianMustache

A break in. San didn't care. He never did. Money flowed, his empire grew, and that was enough. Or so he told himself. That was until he found a A boy-no, a young man-curled on the Persian rug by the fireplace, trembling like a leaf in a storm. Blood streaked his face, matting his dark hair and smearing across his cheekbones. His hands, clutching his knees, were stained red, and a deep gash on his leg oozed onto the rug, the fabric soaking up the crimson The boy was trouble, San knew that much, and trouble always brought chaos. Woosan story

Sunrise [Yungi FF] by KCGG_Goddess

🎖2021 May | no.2 in #yungi 🎖2021 May | no.1 in #yunho , #mingi - "One moment you're smiling and the next you're swearing at me. Do you have any idea how confusing that is? What the hell do you want? Who are you?!" "I'm not sure who I am either," Mingi replied. Yunho stared at him, more confused than ever. He didn't know which Mingi he was looking at, and that scared him. Should he brace for another outrage? Or relax and smile back? Things would've been much easier if Yunho knew. But he didn't. He didn't know that Mingi had a second personality. - Mingi, a kind and considerate person, becomes violent and apathetic - a completely different person - at night. Everyone thinks he's dangerous. Everyone except Yunho, who believes he knows who the real Mingi is. Will his trust pay off in their relationship? Will his unwavering love for Mingi be his salvation or his downfall?

𝔹𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 [SeongJoong] by brutta_persona

Hongjoong just sat on his bed looking at the man in front of him with an unreadable expression. Yeah, he spent the entire afternoon at his studio, but he didn't work. Not at all. In fact, he was feeling a little guilty because now his groupmate was standing in front of him with a worried expression when in reality he had spent the afternoon reading fanfiction of the both of them together. And he was starting to realize... things. He was starting to realize that if filled his heart when the older talked to him like that, or that he found him extremely beutiful, or that he was looking at his lips right now

Bring You to my Hell (Mingi x Reader) by Remedy_X

I noticed the strange figure standing just beyond the board, half hidden between two game booths. He was unusually still for the bustle of activity around him, his face obscured by the Ghostface mask he wore, and though I couldn't see his eyes, I could feel them. It was easier to see him in this lighting. He was tall, easily a whole head overtop the rest of the people around him, a black leather jacket stretched over his wide shoulders and broad chest, leading down to a thin waist and thick thighs clothed with a pair of black jeans. It was him. The one who was in the torture chambers with Yunho and me. Ghostface!Mingi x Reader MATURE 18+ Dead Dove Content

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Flower ||Woosan|| by AustralianMustache

You're nothing. Nobody's going to want you. Those words had been drilled into him from the start, until he met San, a man who owned a flower shop. Wooyoung didn't know if he'd survive the night. He didn't know if he wanted to. But as his eyes fluttered shut, exhaustion pulling him under, he clung to one thought: he was free, even if it hurt. Even if it felt like the end.

Lost ||Yungi|| by AustralianMustache

Part 1/2 Of "Lost and Found" "I'm Yunho. Jeong Yunho. What's your name?" The boy tried to think, his mind a fog of pain and emptiness. A name, a place, a memory-anything. But there was nothing, just a void where his life should have been. He shook his head, his eyes filling with tears as the weight of his own ignorance crushed him. Yunho's face fell, his brows knitting together. "You don't know? That's... okay, that's okay." He reached out, his warm fingers wrapping gently around the boy's cold, trembling hand. "We'll figure it out. How about... Mingi? Does that sound good? I think it suits you." The boy-Mingi, now-tried to repeat it. "M-M..." His voice cracked, a hoarse whisper that dissolved into another wheeze. He coughed, pain flaring in his chest, and Yunho's grip tightened, steadying him. "Hey, don't push it," Yunho said, his thumb brushing soothing circles over Mingi's knuckles. "Mingi's a good name. You can borrow it for now, yeah? Until we figure out the rest."

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"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho whooped, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since forever. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. Your type." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-fuck, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story