Seungkwan Stories

𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘦 𝘫𝘪𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺- 𝘬𝘸𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘩𝘢 [ c o m p l e t e d / u n e d i t e d ]

She is a young model influencer who has signed under a New York based modeling agency which is now a subsidiary modeling agency under a South Korean multinational Entertainment Company. For her modeling career, she came to Seoul from New York. Little does she know that her life is going to change after meeting a certain idol musician 👀. If you want to know her journey, Stay tuned, readers 🎀 Disclaimer: This is a fanfic and it's not related to reality. Everything is fictional here. Happy Reading 💗✨ Characters: Leah Isobel Finley (21) Born August 5, 2004. An American of Scottish, Irish, and English descent with pale porcelain skin, soft freckles across her nose, baby-blue eyes, and naturally silky light golden blonde hair styled in long layers. A Film & Media Studies student at Columbia and a soft-grunge indie model influencer signed under ESTEEM Models (HYBE). Radiantly beautiful, often mistaken for an actress, but deeply rooted in art, film, and aesthetics. Hansol Vernon Chwe (27) Born February 18, 1998. American-Korean rapper of SEVENTEEN. Effortlessly cool, thoughtful, and grounded, with sharp yet gentle features and an unmistakable idol presence. Supporting Characters SEVENTEEN: S.Coups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Jun, Hoshi, Wonwoo, Woozi, DK, Mingyu, The8, Seungkwan and Dino. KATSEYE: Sophia, Manon, Daniela, Lara, Megan and Yoonchae. LE SSERAFIM: Sakura, Chaewon, Yunjin, Kazuha and Eunchae.

Where Love Begins #1 Seungcheol and Jihye's world was small, simple, and full of quiet happiness... until their daughter Jiwoo was diagnosed with leukemia. As hospital walls become their second home and tough decisions mount, the couple must navigate what it means to hold on, to let go, and to love through every uncertain turn. A tender, deeply human story about family, hope, and the quiet courage found in the hardest moments.

"Yeah?" Chan moves closer, staring Seungkwan down. "Have you ever been to a party? Had a sip of alcohol that wasn't approved by your daddy? Kissed anyone?" "Of-of course I have." Seungkwan stuttered, his confidence waning. "Prove it." Chan dares. "What?" Seungkwan feels like he can't breathe. "Prove it. I'm going to a party right now. Come with me and prove that you're not a stuck up prick." or, Seungkwan has hated Chan for half of his life but still feels like he needs to prove himself to him even if that includes him going to a party for the first time in his life

( ⭐️ ) IN WHICH YOU'RE INTRODUCED TO SEVENTEEN'S SHINING STAR ━━ LEE SOO-YOUNG

In which Seungkwan likes Hansol.. Jeonghan liked the idea 🥂 Seungcheol hated the idea ❌ 27.3.25

❝ life is hard. anyway, i want iced coffee and my boyfriend.❞ ── .✦ svt 14th member .ᐟ an extra member? extra chaos. ©namrahwang beautiful cover by the lovely @loki_of_assguard 💌 !!

Basically bottom joshua oneshots!🎀

Shin Hana, a professional lawyer, gets involved in a case of plagiarism of the kpop group Seventeen. Due to that, she meets Joshua Hong for the first time, and their story begins there...

"He was an enigma-cold, untouchable, dangerous. Yet for the one he loved, he would destroy, burn, and break the world itself. Because love wasn't gentle for him... It was obsession." Hi everyone! This is my new MinWon fanfiction, and it's set in an omegaverse universe. The story will revolve around love, pain, trust, and the unexpected twists that shape the bond between Mingyu and Wonwoo. I've poured a lot of thought into creating both emotional and dramatic moments, and I hope you'll enjoy going on this journey with me. Please give it lots of love and share your thoughts-I'd be so happy to hear your feedback! Also, I got inspired by a series while writing this, hehe, so I hope you'll find it interesting in my own style and most importantly this is just a fanfiction and it isn't related to anyone.

"Aren't we in Jeju rn" he asked as the four looked at him confused "we are in Seoul rn" the other guy said as seungkwan's eyes widened "Seungkwan why are you asking such weird questions" one of them said "But who are you all" he asked. "Seungkwan this time is not for one of your pranks" the smaller one said as seungkwan looked at him "But i really don't know who you all are" In which one day, the six year old seungkwan wakes up in the body of twenty year old seungkwan. ----------------------------------------------------

There are spells written in books, and then there are the ones no one dares name. The kind that slip between moments. Quiet. Unseen. Uninvited. It isn't part of the curriculum, yet it lingers-wild and impossible to undo. Maybe it's magic. Maybe it's something else. Maybe it's love... the kind you were never meant to feel. Some magic isn't written in books. It's written in hearts. 🍓✨. This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and settings are products of the author's imagination and are not intended to represent real individuals, events, or locations.

We all know how stories like this end: either with purpose or death. Sometimes the snake isn't the head. It's the shadow slipping under your feet. This isn't about uncovering secrets anymore. This is about who gets to decide which secrets matter. Saturday X Sunday New chapters posted.

They were once inseparable. But somewhere along the years, the world shifted, and they lost their way back to each other without noticing. Until one spring day, Wonwoo returned, carrying a secret he wasn't ready to share. 전원우︱jeon wonwoo 김민규︱kim mingyu ⤷ ongoing ! © floreshwa. 2026.

What if you find out that a story you thought was just a legend is true and that one of the heroes is yourself... Do you try to love even though you know you will suffer? Do you try to win knowing that you will lose, and keep alive even though you know that you will die? But can you do this for 17 lifetimes?

At Korea's most elite university, Choi Seungcheol exists like a beautiful rumor-seen everywhere, known by everyone. He is charm without intention, smiles without permanence. One girl, one night, no promises carried into the morning. Names blur. Feelings are liabilities. Love, to him, is a myth sold to people who haven't learned how quickly it breaks. Beneath the tailored suits and heir-to-Carat-Co headlines is a boy who watched affection fail too early, who learned that leaving first hurts less than being left. Cheayoung doesn't look at him twice. She doesn't look at anyone twice. Song Cheayoung, She lives quietly, deliberately-grades pristine, plans sharper. Her future is not here. Korea is only a waiting room she intends to escape, a place filled with shadows she refuses to drag forward. Love is a distraction. Men are temporary. Survival means keeping your heart untouched and your bags mentally packed. Her friends warn her about Seungcheol in hushed voices, as if saying his name too loudly might invite trouble. He is exactly the kind of boy she avoids: rich, reckless, untethered. Then comes one collision. One photograph. One moment taken out of context-and suddenly the internet decides their story for them. A forced relationship. A public lie. What begins as obligation turns inconveniently human-shared silences, accidental honesty, the slow realization that neither of them is who the world claims. He isn't heartless. She isn't cold. Somewhere between pretending and protecting themselves, they begin touching wounds they didn't cause... and fixing things they never broke. Highest Rankings: #2 in choi: 09/01/2026 #4 in cheol: 10/01/2026 #3 in choi: 11/01/2026 #3 in seventeenimagines: 12/01/2026 #4 in choi: 12/01/2026 #5 in cheol: 12/01/2026 #7 in Seventeenff: 12/01/2026 #8 in xuminghao: 12/01/2026 #9 in seventeenfanfic: 12/01/2026 #2 in seventeenff: 15/01/2026 #2 in seventeenfanfic: 15/01/2026

"Love recklessly, like tomorrow isn't guaranteed-because if you come out alive and sane, you probably weren't in love." ~ Lee Chan keeps life simple: kidnapped? Acceptable. Developing feelings for the kidnapper? Completely reasonable, obviously. . . .

In a library, there is always a book that is taken and returned, worse for wear. Its spine clings to the pages for dear life, waging a slow, brutal war it is destined to lose. Eventually, it is cast into the trash-alone and cold. Memories of it fade, replaced by something shiny and new. In a world full of humans, Jiyun resembled that very book-once bright and full of promise, now worn, fragile, and broken.

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.

I've always called love a drug. Once it finds you, there's no stopping. You crave it, chase it, until there's nothing left but yourself. You get so addicted, the world blurs around you, and all that matters is that one substance-one person. While everything spins on, you stay suspended, caught in their orbit. And the only way to reach them... isn't through words, isn't through touch. It's through music. The quiet, invisible thread that hums between two souls, two bodies, in one world.