Junhui Stories

❝ mingsalt: WHO THE FUCK BROUGHT THIS BITCHASS DOG IN THE DORM walmart: surprisingly it aint me sunshineseok: it wasnt me either hao catguy: *sweats profusely* not me either ❞ ↝ 13 college boys in one floor. tea, chaos and falling in love follow suit. a seventeen fanfiction. highest rankings: #10 in svt #25 in seventeen #1 in minghao #1 in jihan #1 in verhao #1 in chancheol #1 in junhui #1 in gyuboo #1 in seokhoon #2 in wonhui

"Are you home?" "No." Joshua's irritated voice responds. "I'll be down in five." "I just told you I'm not-" she hangs up before sitting up, tying her robe tight, and walking out of the house. She walks outside, down the stairs, and knocks on the front door. She waits for a few seconds before banging on the door. "I'M COMING!" Shua's voice shouts from inside. He opens the door. "What do you want?" She pushes past him and walks into his house, immediately making herself comfortable. She looks around a bit. "Wow." "What do you want from me, thief? I have things to do." "Yeah, whatever." She nods while continuing to examine his house. "Your choice in, color scheme is a little off, but I can work with that." "I'm sorry, what?" She rubs her forehead, a bit annoyed by the situation. "I need your help." "And what makes you think I'd help a thief like you?" "I'm not the thief, you are!" "Whatever, thief." She groans. Her thoughts begin to run wild. "I absolutely hate Hong Jisoo with every bone in my body. He's annoying, narcisistic, knows every little way to get under my skin. I despise him." She thinks to herself. Shua leans up against the wall, waiting for her to explain why she practically barged into his house, uninvited. "I hate him, I hate him, I ABSOLUTELY HATE HIM. So the fact that I am actually depending on him right now, makes me want to rip my hair out." She takes in a deep breath. "But as unexpected as it is, he's my only way out of this." "So, are you just gonna sit there and look stupid? Or..." Shua says with the biggest amount of sass in his voice. He watches as she takes in a deep breath. "Okay, so you're just here to look stu-" "I need you to date me." Shua nearly chokes on his own saliva. "WHAT!?" [ Most events, background stories, some characters, and history are fictional! Some things won't line up with real timelines! So if some things don't add up, please don't be angry, they're just written that way to allow the story to unfold :) ]

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.

Kim Eunrae crosses paths with an idol in trouble. One unexpected act of courage sparks a connection neither of them saw coming. In a world of schedules, secrecy, and fleeting encounters, can a chance meeting turn into something more? Highest ranking #2 Scoups #1 Choi seungcheol #2 Seungcheol #1 Svt #6 Seventeen #1 Seventeen ff #1 Seventeen fanfic #1 Cheol

The prince of the South, Xu Minghao, was sent to the North to be used and discarded. The king of the North, Wen Junhui, decided he wouldn't cooperate with the idea. So, between delicately played music, thick quilts and falling snow- the rose of love began blooming. But everyone knows that Roses don't bloom without thorns. The Rose That Bites | Book 1 in 'The Love That Stayed' Series | *Hanna*

Tangerine kisses, sweet-scented bubble baths, good boy stickers, and broken crayons. Seven babies looking for forever homes. [LITTLESPACE / AGE REGRESSION] ☆ mostly platonic member/member pairs [SEVENTEEN] ☆ SFW; AGERE IS NOT SEXUAL

"COUPS" shouted Jisoo from afar. "Yes SOO?" the reply came from a brunette Seungcheol. "The baby it's kicking" Jisoo replied with tears but a happy smile on his face. "REALLY" Seungcheol ran towards the slight bumpy tummy male. He held out his hand which the younger directed towards his stomach . The brunette looked equally happy as the younger. The kicking baby was the fruit of their hardwork , the fight they put up for it, the separation from their loved ones', the questions they came across and finally the look of disappointment and disgust they got from the ones' it all seemed very tiny now that the baby was finally able to respond . A story where two people are happiest yet saddest the most at same time and the other two that are pretending to be fine but are filled with resentment. Story of love, hate, passion and betrayal but at the end of the day love and truth overcomes all hurdles .

"He is the eighth," Elder Solis declared solemnly before the entire kingdom. "The eighth of our kind to be tainted by darkness. He will bring ruin to us all."

What pulled them together was never grand ━ only constant.

A group of thirteen boys decided to explore the haunted house because of a dare and to see if the rumors were true or not. Will they survive in the haunted house or not?

Two fools, several misassumptions, and an unreasonable amount of love.

Seohwa thought she had left her past behind - until it came knocking in the form of Joshua Hong, the man she once loved and the father of her child, Joon. For years, she raised Joon alone, keeping his true parentage a secret. But when Joshua unexpectedly returns to her life, their carefully built walls begin to crumble. Enter Yoon Jeonghan - charismatic, unpredictable, and unwilling to let Joshua claim Seohwa and Joon without a fight. What begins as rivalry soon turns into something more complicated as both men realize they are not just competing for Seohwa's heart, but for a place in Joon's life. As the lines between love, family, and responsibility blur, Seohwa faces an impossible choice: can she truly belong to one, or is love something greater than just choosing?

Hansol is somehow lost. Not physically, but emotionally; he's lost in whatever it means to be nineteen, in whatever love is, but more specifically he's lost in the depth of the night sky that seems to hold all of the answers except he can't fly to get them. So he must wait until some fall. Like shooting stars. He's not alone though, they are quite a lot who don't actually know where to stand on the vastness of life. Eventually they'll cross paths. It will be beautiful when they do so. Meteor shower. A story about love, how it grows, sometimes burns out, how it hurts, heals, makes everything seem so small or gigantic, but how beautiful it is when it touches just the right people. ᯓ✦ - solboo (verkwan) ⋆ - minor jeongcheol ⋆ - minor junhao ⋆ - minor soonhoon ⋆ - minor minwon ⋆ ⋆ teenage love ; slow burn ; retrospective story-telling ; summer romance ⋆ - firstly published on ao3 !!English is not my first language!! 𓍼enjoy⭑.ᐟ

A group chat between 13 cinnamon rolls.

"If I ever forget this marriage, consider me blessed." - Seungcheol, on their wedding night. "I'd throw myself in front of a truck for that kind of luck." - Jeonghan, smiling without warmth. Three years later? Only one of them got the wish.

"How do you know that I am that archer? And how do you know that I am someone who likes to play with people's hearts? Anetherina, you should be more careful in your speech." ANOTHER LIFESTORY from The UNLIMITS Empire Series by me.

At twenty-six, Kwon Hye-joo's only focus is her culinary career, until a single night at a SEVENTEEN concert changes everything. What she intended to be a one-time escape into the world of idols turns into a string of fateful encounters with the group's leader. As their paths continue to cross, a chance meeting blooms into something much deeper than she ever imagined.

"my love for you never faded, in fact, my every word to you is heartfelt," a story in which minghao tries to win back junhui's heart. - sequel to heartsick -

Jun ruled with an iron fist. He lost his lover to death. Hansol ruled with an iron fist. He lost a person he loved to marriage When an agreement between kingdoms brought them together, they are forced to face their pasts and fears. A story of two kings in sorrow

The first time Junhui tells Minghao, they are lying, out-of-breath, on the cool wooden floor of the rehearsal room.