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After being thrown backwards by the impact, he tried to look over his shoulder to make sure he wasn’t going to hit anything before he re-initiated his jets, but something caught his eye.
Or someone.
There, in the middle of the crowd, stood HYH’s son staring at him with huge eyes.
Jisung, Minho reminded himself. Then his back slammed into a brick wall.
Minho is the son of one of the most notorious villains in the city. Somehow, he gets himself involved with the son of his mother’s archenemy.
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Cheesecake, Sugar Daddies & Other Sweet Things by LolwhyamIdoingthis
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
02 Dec 2023
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“Jisung, I swear, sometimes I think you actually live under a rock.”, Hyunjin, a.k.a. the queen of drama, looked absolutely appalled. “Since his father’s death last year, Lee Minho has become the most powerful man in Korea. He and his family basically control everything.” He shared a conspiratorial look with Felix. “And he is an Alpha.” Hyunjin said it as if this guy’s second gender was mind-blowing. As if Felix wasn’t currently dating an Alpha. As if that same Alpha wasn’t one of Jisung’s best friends. And as if his other best friend wasn’t also an Alpha. As if they weren’t surrounded by Alphas all the time.
Needless to say so far, Jisung was less than impressed. Rich guys – especially rich Alphas – came to their uni every other day, giving speeches, looking for people to hire but mostly to get recognition and admiration, especially from young Omegas. Jisung found it sickening.
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Admittedly cliché ABO story about messy law student Jisung, who meets powerful CEO Minho while getting coffee at uni. They are both drawn to each other but both feel like they shouldn't be. Minho also doesn't tell him who he really is. Things get fun from there^^
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- Part 1 of Cheesecake & Other Sweet Things
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Who knew that growing up with and falling for your childhood friends would be so eventful?
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Mingi is into film photography. Yunho thinks it’s ridiculous that someone in this digital age spends hours in a darkroom to develop a picture that they could have easily taken and saved on their phone in an instant. Mingi would very much like Yunho to stop attacking his aesthetic.
Alternatively, Mingi collects photos in his shoebox, falls in love with his best friend and realizes love is a lot like developing photographs, it’s slow, needs patience and you have no idea how it’s going to turn out.
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“I’m San,” San says, voice dropping in a force of habit, something that has latched onto him from years of living the same humdrum life and his lifelong acquaintance with introducing himself to people who truly didn't give a fuck about him or anything he did, introductions serving merely as a necessary evil.
The stranger looks at him for a brief moment before he tilts the disinfectant bottle into the ball of cotton, soaking it as he leans forward and presses it against San’s stitches. San grabs his wrist.
“I’m gonna need a name before you treat me, pretty boy,” San says, making sure that it doesn’t come off sounding like a request.
The stranger raises his head to meet his eyes, something like sadness pooling in his eyes, smudged black and purple distracting San for the umpteenth time this evening and whispers softly, “Wooyoung.”
It’s a pretty name for a pretty face, but San is presented with an even prettier smile, shy and curling at the edges of his mouth, lilac field for his hair and cherry blossom cheeks, as he repeats it under his breath.
Or, San is working in the task force as a mercenary for an intergalactic law enforcement authority, and Wooyoung's the anomaly he doesn't see coming.