SKZ CODE (Straykids Oneshots Collection)

SKZ CODE (Straykids Oneshots Collection)

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Just a book with different Straykids scenarios with you in their universe : ) This will contain solo members as well as them as a group. Stories will be long so that you get the full taste of it~ Stay tuned and you can comment down your request too! I will try to write them down ~ $ Fluff $ Slice of life $ Pure love $ University au $ Omegaverse au $ Hot stuff( I usually don't write smut but I'll try) $ Angst ( The type that makes your heart throb with sadness) $ Skz being crackheads $ Chaotic $ Superpowers $ Hurtfics $ Only members stories & many more! Happy reading (I hope Chan doesn't find this coz he's always watching 👀🗿) @sacredalpha
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Jisung is exhausted. Burnt out from performing, from expectations, from being known by everyone but seen by no one. On a rainy morning in a city that never really slows down, he walks into a small café tucked between a laundromat and a closed-down bookstore - the kind of place that doesn't ask questions. Rin just wants to get through another shift without the espresso machine exploding or flooding the back sink. The café isn't fancy, but it's hers - a quiet routine, a rhythm she can live inside. She doesn't recognize the guy with the complicated coffee order and tired eyes, and when he comes back the next day, and the day after, she still doesn't ask. Between mismatched mugs, bad puns on chalkboards, after-hours cleanups, and silence that doesn't need filling, something grows. Something safe. Something real. She doesn't know who he is. He doesn't know she used to be someone else, too. But somehow, this café becomes a place neither of them want to leave. Even when the outside world catches up. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━ This is a soft slice-of-life friendship story set in a quiet café. It's platonic, grounded, and full of late-night vulnerability, awkward honesty, quiet defiance, and tea that says everything they won't. No romance. Just two people learning to be themselves - slowly, safely, together. A soft, platonic story about showing up, staying quiet, and finding home where you weren't looking for it. Thanks for reading. I hope this feels like a warm drink on a heavy day. ~CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING~

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