What if, at the beginning, it was North who fell for Johan, not the other way around?
༝༚𓆩♡𓆪༝༚
Three years ago, North fell for someone he could never have. Drawn to Johan's quiet confidence and warm eyes, he lingered on the edge of his world, hoping for something never meant to be his. But before he could confess, Johan already belonged to another. Heartbroken, North left.
Now, years later, fate brings him back, but the man he loved is gone. What remains is cold stranger, ruthless, sharpened by grief. And yet, beneath the indifference, North still sees the old him and he refuses to let Johan disappear into the darkness.
But as he fights to pull him back, the past resurfaces, dragging them both into something far more dangerous.
༝༚𓆩♡𓆪༝༚
Three years ago, Johan's lover died in his arms, murdered by his family's enemies. Blood pooled between desperate fingers, warmth fading from trembling hands. Something inside him broke beyond repair and love became a liability. Trust, a death sentence. So he buried his heart alongside the man he lost, focusing on gaining power and building an empire on fear.
Then North appeared.
Johan mistook him for a call boy, just another pretty distraction. But North was anything but ordinary. That night, as payback for being treated like an escort, he stole Johan's money and cards, and vanished. But he didn't stay gone for long. Chaos followed in his wake, setting off a dangerous game. Again and again, he slipped beyond reach, only to resurface, reckless, untamed, impossible to ignore.
Johan should have walked away. But he didn't. Instead, he became obsessed.
And just as North begins to slip under his skin, the past returns. The lover Johan mourned is alive, and in desperate need of him.
Everything he buried is clawing its way back.
༝༚𓆩♡𓆪༝༚
JohanNorth fanfiction, from "How Much is Your Love".
As Maxky pulls Bas close, knotting his hands on his necktie, the world stops; they give in to their senses.
Their lips find each other, crushing in; there is no sound, everything ceases to exist, and they can hear each other's heartbeat. Well, there is no going back.
Maxky and Bas were two rising stars navigating the chaos of the industry, their paths inevitably crossing. From the first moment, their attraction was undeniable-intense and electric. Maxky found himself drawn to Bas's crooked smile and effortless charm, while Bas couldn't ignore the heat in Maxky's sharp gaze. Every glance, every word they exchanged felt like a challenge, a test of who would break first. Their chemistry crackled like a live wire, keeping them both on edge. Beneath the tension was an unspoken understanding-they were each other's greatest distraction, yet somehow, exactly what the other needed.