AU Minho had one job as a bodyguard, protect Jisung from almost getting kidnapped again. But what happens when Minho is too sexy for his own good and Jisung is reckless. [Ongoing] Started: 14/07/2025 Editing: End: Fan art credits to original owner. All rights reserved to httplinos (me)

One crime. Two enemies. Every close call pushes them closer. They don't trust each other. They don't have to. The secret does all the work. A thriller where the real horror is how good it feels to stay. Dark, messy, and uncomfortably funny, this is a story about enemies who commit a murder.

Wherein Minho uses his ex's dms as a shopping list texting au

A hand pressed against his chest, holding him in place. The slight glow of the face in front of him wasn't enough to make out his facial expressions, even as he leaned in closer. "You think fucking you is going to give me a sweet spot for you?" He questioned, Jisung could barely make out his lips perking up in a teasing smile. "Gonna get you out of trouble?" He added. Jisung's mind raced, trying to figure out what to say. He usually always knew what to say and when to say it, now he was at a loss for words. He didn't know if the other wanted him to do anything or he was trying to test him, and get him into more trouble. He took a breath. Then dropped to his knees in front of him, he was freaking out internally. He was about to get arrested and he was making it so much worse. "I don't know, officer," He said, batting his eyelashes. "Should we test that theory?" OR: Jisung's stupid, spontaneous attempt at getting out of trouble, actually works.

When you're a broken boy who's never really known what love feels like, what happens when the one person who finally understands you... is your therapist? What happens when his gentle voice, his patience, the way he looks at you like you're not too much- starts to mean more than it should? What happens when you forget it's his job? When you start booking more sessions just to see him. When you replay his words at 3 a.m. When the line between comfort and craving begins to blur. When it claws at you. Jisung has a little problem. And it might be exactly that. TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG [AGEGAP]

lino: are you blushing rn? hanji: maybe i am, what about it? texting au lowercase

Minho and Jisung broke up badly. Like, cross-the-street-to-avoid-each-other badly. So when Jisung signs up for the new anonymous Korean dating site, the last thing he expects is to meet someone who gets him. Someone funny. Someone comforting. Someone... oddly familiar. What starts as harmless late-night texts slowly turns into something neither of them is ready for- especially when they realize falling in love again might mean facing the one person they swore they hated most. Some exes are better left unread. Others? Apparently still know exactly what to say. TOP MINHO BOTTOM JISUNG

Jisung knows his time is limited. He's made peace with it. With endings. With silence. So he looks for beauty where he can- in quiet mornings, in cute bunnies crossing the streets, in simply being alive. High School is cruel. The bullying is expected. What he doesn't expect... is the boy who hurts him to be the one who makes him want to stay. And maybe... just maybe- Cancer does have it's perks. You won't know... unless you read. [credits for the title to a taekook writer, the story is my own but the title idea came from that ff- although i think it's unpublished- not sure.] TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG

(lots of smut warnings/ 18+ but i won't snitch if you aren't 18+😉) They despise each other-truly, deeply hate each other. And yet, somehow, they keep ending up in bed together. Over and over again. What the hell is that about? TOP LEEKNOW POWER BOTTOM JISUNG