Soonyoung Stories

Jihoon had always been abuse by his father so both of his brother decided to let him stay at their house since they will never be at home bcs of their schedule.... Jihoon had never felt 'wanted' except for his brother until one day he meet a group of 12 popular boy in his new school -and there will be a lot of ship such as (Jinhwi, Chamwink, Ongniel, Junhao, Meanie, Verkwan, Yoonmin)and I dunno maybe more- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sorry for my bad English and this is my first ever fan fiction 😜 So pls enjoy it😊

Soonyoung asked Jihoon about his strawberry lip gloss. Roommate! AU

Prompt: Write a modern day fairy tale featuring a red rose. Soonhoon AU

THIS IS BASED ON A TUMBLR POST

soft soonhoon oneshots and aus♡

𝗛𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲.𝗛𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀.𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘆.𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺. 𝗪𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗝𝗶𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗺.𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁.𝗗𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁,𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮. 𝗔 𝗣𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.

Seungcheol and Jihoon decided to tell Soonyoung their relationship and he took it very well... well, initially but then things went awkward. + crossposted on ao3

What happens when Woozi suddenly shows his little space to Soonyoung by accident? Soonhoon Warning: Prolly will contain 18+ content

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.

Yoon Jeonghan learned early how to survive. Stay silent when the world is unfair. Disappear when necessary. Now he's a model under Pledis. But modeling was never the real reason he came here. Jeonghan has a job to do. Watch Choi Seungcheol. Get close enough to learn his secrets. And never let him realize he's being watched. But the closer Jeonghan gets, the harder it becomes to remember one thing- He was never supposed to care. _______ Choi Seungcheol learned early how power works. Trust no one. Show nothing. Now he's the CEO of Pledis. A businessman with clean hands. Or at least, that's what the world sees. Because behind closed doors, Things are never that simple. Seungcheol has his own secrets to protect. His own world to control. And the last thing he needs Is someone watching him. But somewhere along the way- He meets someone. And suddenly, keeping his distance Is no longer that easy.

Suggested song - Criminal by Britney Spears ကျွန်တော် ထိုလူ့နောက်ကြောင်းကိုလိုက်ခဲ့ရတဲ့တစ်ခုတည်းသောရည်ရွယ်ချက်ကတရားမျှတမှုကိုပြသဖို့ရယ် ထိုလူ့ကိုလက်ထိပ်ခတ်ဖို့ရယ်~ ထိုရည်ရွယ်ချက်အောင်မြင်ခဲ့လားဆိုရင်တော့ မေးစရာမလိုပေ ။ ကျွန်တော်ခတ်ချင်ခဲ့တဲ့လက်ထိပ်အစားလက်သန်းကြွယ်မှာနေရာယူနေတဲ့လက်စွပ်ကိုဘဲကြည့်ပါ..

500 years back in time... The clock is ticking, and time is already slipping through unseen cracks. "You were never meant to stay, my love." He smiled softly, almost gentle. But the sorrow in his eyes betrayed a truth far heavier than his words. What was meant to be an ordinary trip with her friends becomes the beginning of something far older than memory itself. The moment when Kim Aera step into a place where time does not follow the rules of the living, she awaken a story that was never truly buried. Some destinies are eternal... and some souls are destined to meet again, even if the world forgets them. But time is not kind to those who defy it. Every second borrowed must be paid. Every moment rewritten comes with a cost. And as the past begins to bleed into the present, one truth becomes impossible to escape. Not all stories are meant to have a happy ending. But for Aera and Jeonghan... They are willing to fight time itself. Because some love is not meant to fade with time... it is meant to rewrite it.

His hands are warm and his smile is kind I can not hear him but he doesn't mind And though he doesn't understand the words that I signed I feel like our thoughts and words are still intertwined My stress and my anger make my teeth start to grind He'll place a hand on my shoulder as his gental remind That he'll be with me forever he won't let me fall behind As he smiles at me with faith and happiness combined I am thankful that I am deaf and not blind

A playlist full of melodies A heart full of memories

Before everything fell apart, it was just a shade darker than love. Joshua Hong never meant to become the kind of person who survives instead of lives. He is still gentle, still composed, still standing exactly where people expect him to be. From the outside, nothing seems broken. From the inside, everything feels muted-like a song played too softly to recognize. Choi Y/N exists now only in absence, yet her presence lingers in ways that refuse to be named. In habits that don't make sense anymore. In rooms that feel unfamiliar. In the quiet moments where memory is louder than reality. This is not a story about how they fell in love. This is what comes after love- when the world keeps moving but something inside you doesn't. When healing is suggested, but remembering feels safer. When silence becomes a companion instead of a void. Joshua is not unraveling. He is holding himself together too carefully. This is him navigating days that feel heavier than they should, surrounded by people who sense something unspoken, carrying a past that hasn't learned how to stay in the past. In the Time of Grey is a quiet, introspective continuation of In the Time of Us- a story about aftermath rather than endings, about the spaces love leaves behind, and the dangerous comfort of not letting go. Not every love story ends loudly. Some fade. Some linger. And some remain- right here, in the time of grey.

Jihoon, an only child, has always been a perfect son to his parents. He saw how his parents worked hard to get where they are right now that's why he wanted to do everything to make them happy, even if it means not doing the thing he really loves to do. ~~~ Soonyoung, the eldest son of the Kwon's, has always been a bubbly and loveable boy. He is that one person that if you'll see him smile, you'll automatically smile too. He's a human sunshine. ~~~ Jihoon and Soonyoung has been friends since childhood. They were each other's support system, but one day, something unimaginable happened that greatly affected the two.

They say promises are made to be broken. But not all betrayals are deliberate, nor are they always a choice. Sometimes, breaking a promise is the only way to keep your heart guarded, your sanity intact-the only way to survive when the body has already begun to give up. And yet, maybe breaking a promise does not save you at all. Maybe it only breaks you further, makes them hate you, and forces you to shatter even more promises in the process. Merman AU

HOSHI. │ Two fools, several bad assumptions, and an unreasonable amount of love. A 권순영 Fanfiction © studio17 2026.

Truth fractured into versions no one can fully trust. Thirteen people find themselves standing too close to a past that refuses to stay buried, each carrying guilt that isn't entirely theirs and secrets that may not be theirs at all. Every answer opens another absence. Every confession leaves something unsaid. What began as damage control turns into a reckoning of memory, responsibility, and the cost of looking away. "You don't bring thirteen people together unless you expect something to break." "Maybe no one betrayed us." "Or we're dealing with a debt no one bothered to settle." Watched by unseen eyes and haunted by what was almost erased, they are forced to confront not just what happened but what they failed to notice. Because some truths don't disappear. Some truths are spoken too late. Some are almost erased.