i love minsung a lot stfu
(Open, Unmoderated)
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
Jeongin is a socially awkward chronic overthinker who has a crush on the cute new office recruit, Hyunjin.
-
Tags
Summary
Jisung is a nerd, alwways calm, sweet and gentle meanwhile minho is a cliché bad boy,cold and raw yet after many forced tutoring sessions together they will both realise that they have more in common then they execpted
What happens when black and white colides
A ying & yang storyline🩶🖤🤍⚠️⚠️WARNING, DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE A SENSIBLE READER, LOTS OF TW⚠️⚠️
-
Tags
Summary
"The beat that he had heard too many times these past weeks kicked in, and Minho started to dance effortlessly. His body is used to the moves by now. But then he heard something that made him almost lose his cool. He heard Jisung’s voice. Not next to him. But through the big speakers. Minho almost missed a step. Almost. He kept dancing, but the shock ran down his spine. And when the chorus came and his harmony slid under Jisung’s vocals through the speakers, he couldn’t hide his smile. He tried. But it pushed through anyway, tugged at his mouth, pulled at his cheeks until he couldn’t fight it.
And then the part came — the part where they had to hold hands. His body reacted before his mind did. He reached out like always. But this time, he looked at Jisung with a bright, real smile."OR
Lee Minho and Han Jisung are assigned as partners for their final project at Seol Art Academy. Jisung distrusts dance majors because of someone who changed him more than he likes to admit. What starts as friction turns into a slow unravelling that Jisung never expected. It not only forms him, but the whole friend group too. 8 students, 4 different love stories in 2 semesters. All the numbers Jisung doesn't like.
-
Tags
Summary
Han Jisung is just another music student-chaotic, loud, and always five minutes late to class. He lives alone in a modest apartment near campus, surrounded by empty ramen cups and scribbled-down lyrics. His closest friends-Felix, Seungmin, Hyunjin, and Jeongin-are his safe haven, the family he chose for himself. Together, they laugh, fight, and survive the mess of early adulthood.
But none of them are who they claim to be.Jisung doesn't know that the people he trusts most work for one of the most dangerous crime syndicates in the country.
And what his friends don't know is that Jisung has secrets of his own.
Everything shatters when Jisung uncovers the truth about his friends-and in doing so, reveals more of himself than he ever intended.The past has caught up with him.
And it never forgets.
I uploaded this story also on wattpad ⭐
-
Tags
Summary
His handwriting trails off in the middle of a verse. He remembers why—Jisung had texted him a meme mid-writing, and he’d laughed so hard he dropped his pen. He never picked it back up.
Now, staring at the ink-stained page, Minho feels something tighten in his chest.
He reads the line again:
You make it feel like normal—
like the air still stays in my lungs when I breathe...He presses the heel of his hand to his eyes.
Then he sets the page down, picks up his pencil, and writes the next line.
Slow. Careful.
He doesn’t know it yet, but this is the song that will haunt him.
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Jisung watches as Minho tosses his ball cap aside and lowers himself onto his back. His eyes are immediately drawn to—oh damn, is that—okay, wearing grey sweatpants at the gym should be illegal. Flushed, he quickly looks away and up to Minho's chest, which feels safer for some reason. The material of his black t-shirt is thin, and it pulls taut around his body as he shuffles along the bench until he's in the right position beneath the barbell. His pecs are pleasantly round. Jisung swallows, distracted. He can see the outline of Minho's nip—
"If you'd like to keep staring, Han Jisung," Minho says lightly, "you can make yourself useful and spot me while you're at it."
Jisung's head snaps up. "I wasn't," he lies, trying his best to ignore Minho's charming little huff of a laugh and getting up without even questioning it. Once he's standing at the head of Minho's bench, he awkwardly holds his hands out towards the bar.
This is a terrible idea.
—
Jisung’s workouts have gotten a lot more enjoyable since he became friends with Minho, the hot new guy at the gym. There’s just one thing bothering him: he knows he’s seen him before. And he will figure it out.
-
Tags
Summary
Minho had a shit marriage, his ex was a selfish idiot, the sex they had was mid at best, he always felt like he was either too much or not enough. Then this hot man shows up and sweeps him off his feet, gets him all hard with just his freaking voice and a few choice words, makes him feel safe and seen, tells him he's beautiful, wants to meet his son.
-
Tags
Summary
Someone told Jisung once that in the event of an emergency, a person should always know a lawyer, a doctor, and a trustworthy mechanic. Well, his friend Seungmin is in school to be a lawyer, his cousin Hwasa is a cardiologist, and he does, in fact, have a business card for a mechanic.
But not just any mechanic. No.
In his possession, Jisung holds the business card for the hottest mechanic who ever rolled in grease, with muscles, tattoos, and purple hair. But he has one teeny tiny problem. A brand new car with nothing wrong with it. What is a desperate gay with dreams of having sex on the hood of his car to do?
Well, if it isn't broke and won't be broke anytime soon... break it yourself.
********
Lifting the hood, Jisung’s eyes expand, and his phone clatters to the ground. “Ahhh! Jinnie!”
“What? What’s wrong!?!”
Shrill shouts of alarm come from his phone as he stares at the empty space where the engine should be. Hands shaking, he picks up his iPhone. “S-someone stole my engine! It’s gone! There’s nothing but a tire here!”
“WHAT!!”
Or - Jisung is a dumbass, and Minho is an emotionally constipated mechanic
-
Tags
Summary
Minho forces himself to keep going, because if he stops now, he might never find the courage again. “It’s more than just being attracted to someone. It’s… wanting closeness all the time. Touch. Scent. Warmth. Reassurance. It can get overwhelming when feelings are involved, and with silver-haired rabbits it’s worse because it all ties together. Bonding, protectiveness, wanting, all of it roots in the same place. So if I care about someone, really care, it doesn’t stay neat. It doesn’t stay politely in one corner where I can ignore it.”
By now, Jisung’s cheeks have gone pink, but he doesn’t look away. “And you care about me.”
Minho’s laugh comes out low and helpless. “I carried you through a storm and nearly lost my mind because you smiled at me in your sleep. Yes, Jisung, I care about you.”
Or: Minho is a silver-haired rabbit hybrid with a high libido. He falls in love with dormouse hybrid Jisung, who spends most of his time sleeping.
-
Tags
Summary
Forced into a marriage he had no say in and humiliated by the coldness he finds there, Jisung makes it his mission to become a thorn in his husband’s carefully controlled life.
He’s a moth flying closer and closer to a flame—and he is just angry enough to dream of burning.