Run Rabbit ~ Hyunsung
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Last published Tue, May 26, 2026
Jisung realized that staying in the same town where his attempted murder was still unsolved might have been a bad choice. Unlucky that he'd only realized that after he'd started college there and a string of murders surround the campus in a ring of blood, strikingly similar to the one he kept having nightmares about after his brush with death.
It would also help if his best friend's roommate didn't seem hell-bent on making him believe he was the one responsible for the bloody attacks.
"Why should I fear the inevitable, I know what I am. Hell was always what would be waiting for me, I've learnt to be okay with that and you will too," he brushed a damp strand of hair out of his lover's face.
"Besides, If you're with me even that will feel like heaven darling" he said stroking the boy's pale cheek. He leaned down to link their fingers together, steadying the younger's shaking hand smearing the deep red blood on both their hands, staining his skin with the other's sin.
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Rain was dripping from his soaked brown hair and his eyes darted through the night, landing on Jisung's face. Time seemed to stand still and the rain was falling in slow motion as he kept staring at the boy he once loved more than anything in this whole world. His chest was aching every time he inhaled, making his lungs hurt as if someone pushed his head under water. "Isn't that what your family wanted?" He turned to Jisung's parents. "Seeing my family dead, isn't that what you bastards wanted?", he yelled and pointed at them with the golf club in his hands. He didn't see Jisung come closer, but he felt Jisung's arms around him, and he felt the hard ground push the air out of his lungs as soon as they both hit the cold, wet concrete. A harsh sting rushed through his shoulder and he let out a pain inflicted groan, forcing him to let go of the golf club in his hand. "I'm sorry", he heard Jisung mumble above him and felt Jisung's palm on his chest, pressing his upper body to the ground. The rain was coming down on his face mercilessly, blurring his vision once again. "I'm really sorry", he heard him say continuously. Sirens were coming closer and Minho closed his eyes, letting tears roll down his wet cheeks. ••• pictures edited by me. the story isn't connected to my "just pretend" minsung one-shot :) possible triggers: violence, alcohol, manipulation, cursing, mention of blood and injuries, light choking and bondage, there's gonna be smut, death, mention of mental health (might add more as i'm writing this, just know there will be heavy topics, please only read this story if you feel comfortable and safe enough to do so. and don't forget, this story and its characters are all imaginary)Complete
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Shadowlights ; Minsung
[en] ; enemies to lovers my mind has never forgotten that someone who was let through my colors, who was the only one privileged to touch me with more than just hatred, although never sure why my eyes were only focused on him and why my hands were so keen on feeling every inch of his skin where his sweaters tended to slip off his shoulder. my mind never forgot Minho, so to say i was taken aback as soon as my eyes landed on him after so many years of nothing was an understatement. "the only thing i ever wanted was the heat of your touch on my skin." or: in which Jisung and Minho painted each others skin with blues and purples back in high school and crossed paths again years later. [!!!] ; "where there's shadow, there's light" on ao3Complete![TYPE ZER0 | minsung [HIATUS]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/398819124-256-k617882.jpg)
TYPE ZER0 | minsung [HIATUS]
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Minho managed to get a job after months of searching. He's a teacher at a new founded school, and quickly became a popular topic amongst students. He's young and his eyes could crack anyone in two, what is there not to like? His attention is soon brought to his smartest student, jisung, who always manages to impress him. They will develop something quickly and shamefully. Teacher and student. After only a few weeks, police are all over the school grounds, a few students have gone missing. It all drops on them when one of his own students is found dead, Minho being the last person she had spoken to that day. With police at their trail and a sinful act to hide, they are under pressure to keep it on the low, while also trying to find the killer. Minho tries to always keep an eye on Jisung, terrified that the same will happen to him, Which only brings them closer.Complete
Rhythm of Rivalry
Minho and Jisung were once good friends, but one day, their lives changed for the worse....... They meet each other after years and fate always did it's part........ ******** Minho's voice dropped low, a growl that made Jisung's stomach twist "Stop staring at me like that." "I'm not..." Jisung's words faltered, breath uneven. "Yes, you are." Minho stepped closer, and suddenly the space between them felt electric "And I'm not letting you look away." Jisung's heart slammed against his ribs "Then... what are you going to do?" A slow smirk spread across Minho's face. He leaned in, just inches from Jisung's "That depends... do you dare find out?" ********
Runaway // Minsung
*✰⭑ ✶*★⭒ The boy felt a presence next to him sit down. A firm, and kind of demanding grip on his bouncy leg made him turn to the inappropriate person. Oh, it's Lee know. And he was fucking close. Close enough to speak next to his ear "I still feel guilty for yesterday. I'm asking you again: Please let me make it up to you." A quick glace to right, made Jisung aware of two pleading eyes looking at him. His body tensed. He gulped and with shaking voice he whispered. "How?" *✰⭑ ✶*★⭒ Jisung doesn't really like highschool, but swimming against the mainstream had never been his thing. Being pushed around like a ball of uselessness was his life purpose. His mother not making it any better; He could cry himself to sleep every night, if it wasn't for his one freeing hobby: Stargazing - Nightime was the one true way of escaping. No people, no judgement. Just breathing. Through a unsettling coincidence, Lee Minho steps into his life, like a plantation of light - Weird, a little risky and more comfort, than any parent was ever able to give to Jisung. And while the world spins around itself; it forgets to notice the chemistry, only two were able to see. *✰⭑ ✶*★⭒ A story about fate and destiny, being unscrupulous sculpturers of stone. Their whole attention? - Jisungs pathetic life. And Minhos intervention, like the strange persona he is. When these two meet, angsty Jisung and yolo Minho, stars will fly, meet and fall. *✰⭑ ✶*★⭒Complete
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Can You Keep A Secret? || MINSUNG
⚠️‼️PLEASE READ THE IMPORTANT NOTICE BEFORE ANY CHAPTER ‼️⚠️ Breaking news tonight! The ongoing investigation has been confirmed by the Seoul Metropolitan Police Department. Twenty-year-old [... ......] has been arrested in connection with a series of killings stretching over the past year. Authorities are calling him one of the youngest serial offenders the city has ever seen. /// His lips curved faintly, like the shadow of a smirk. "Jisung, can you keep a secret?" The smile fell off Jisung's face. His eyes narrowed, almost childlike in their offense. This felt like déjà vu. He leaned forward as much as the ropes allowed, his whisper brushing Jisung's ear. "... Or will you tell?" /// secret | ˈsēkrət | (n.) Something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others.Complete
Rain was dripping from his soaked brown hair and his eyes darted through the night, landing on Jisung's face. Time seemed to stand still and the rain was falling in slow motion as he kept staring at the boy he once loved more than anything in this whole world. His chest was aching every time he inhaled, making his lungs hurt as if someone pushed his head under water. "Isn't that what your family wanted?" He turned to Jisung's parents. "Seeing my family dead, isn't that what you bastards wanted?", he yelled and pointed at them with the golf club in his hands. He didn't see Jisung come closer, but he felt Jisung's arms around him, and he felt the hard ground push the air out of his lungs as soon as they both hit the cold, wet concrete. A harsh sting rushed through his shoulder and he let out a pain inflicted groan, forcing him to let go of the golf club in his hand. "I'm sorry", he heard Jisung mumble above him and felt Jisung's palm on his chest, pressing his upper body to the ground. The rain was coming down on his face mercilessly, blurring his vision once again. "I'm really sorry", he heard him say continuously. Sirens were coming closer and Minho closed his eyes, letting tears roll down his wet cheeks. ••• pictures edited by me. the story isn't connected to my "just pretend" minsung one-shot :) possible triggers: violence, alcohol, manipulation, cursing, mention of blood and injuries, light choking and bondage, there's gonna be smut, death, mention of mental health (might add more as i'm writing this, just know there will be heavy topics, please only read this story if you feel comfortable and safe enough to do so. and don't forget, this story and its characters are all imaginary)
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