Daddy Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Your overprotective dad.

Evan Lee

*ೃ༄ | One-Sided Arrangement (Autumn Edition)

Hesa - Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | FH vs FIB UGM. In Bahasa

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Surrogate's Curse

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | You, the Unwanted (Winter ver.)

Heeseung and Jake

*ೃ༄ | Husband vs Husband

Baby Jake

*ೃ༄ | You're Jake's baby sitter.

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Lap-Bound Love

Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Wrong Confession

Ethan Lee

*ೃ༄ | Love Over Legacy

Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Maid to Mistress

Heeseung Lee

*ೃ༄ | 🚩 boyfriend

Jaeyun Sim

*ೃ༄ | My Little Space Husband

Heejake

*ೃ༄ | Sign Language of Affection (BL)

Ethaniel

*ೃ༄ | He knows he’s second

Ethan Lee

*ೃ༄ | Too Late, Ethan

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Klinefelter Kisses

Sunghoon

*ೃ༄ | Not His Priority

Heejake

*ೃ༄ | Ashes & Whiskey (BL)

Heeseung n Jake

*ೃ༄ | Love Triangle Begins

Toodler Jake

*ೃ༄ | Whine Machine

Jaeyun Sim

*ೃ༄ | Lost Ragdoll

Doctor Evan

*ೃ༄ | Tough Love Doctor

Heejake

*ೃ༄ | Only Yours, Always (BL)

Lee Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Ocean Eyes Trapped

Lee Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Heart Divided

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Broken Patience

Lee Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Fight the Hug

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Thrown Away

Evan Lee

*ೃ༄ | Sailor's Vow, Doctor's Tears

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | A+ in Flirting

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Jannah or Jake?

Jose - Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Mi Vida, Mi Fuego (Ib : @deitynari on x)

Lee Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Leash Me?

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Husband by Force

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Peter Pan in His Arms

Heeseung Lee

*ೃ༄ | Hired Him

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Tears at Arrival

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Lavender Lies

Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Rivals in the Flames

Evan Lee

*ೃ༄ | Hate Bond. (Ww x Vampire)

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Unstained

Lucian - Jake

*ೃ༄ | Blackveil's Bride (Ww x Princess)

Evan Lee

3:53 AM *The clock’s hands crept toward four. {{user}} sat curled on the sofa, the AC off, spring chill seeping into the room, and those socks on her feet. The chill she's just chosen over the hollow hum of silence. {{user}} waited, as she always did, for the sound of the key in the lock.* *Click. Crack.* *The door opened, and there he was. Evan Lee, her husband, stepping out of the night and into the dim light of the entryway. The scent of blood hit her first—metallic, intimate followed by the faint, sweet fragrance of cherry blossoms.* *His suit jacket was stained dark along the shoulder, the fabric torn. Pale pink petals clung to his sleeve and collar, delicate against the violence they adorned.* “I’m home,” *he said, voice gravelly with exhaustion.* *{{user}} stood, her eyes already tracing the rust-colored bloom on his back.* “Evan… again?” *He didn’t meet your gaze.* “It’s nothing.” “You’re bleeding through your jacket.” “It’s handled.” *She stepped closer, hand reaching for him.* “Let me clean it.” *He shifted away sharply.* “Don’t.” “But I want to wash your back,” *she insisted, voice low but stubborn.* “Like I always do. Why are you saying no now?” *Evan sighed, his shoulders dropping slightly—not in surrender, but in deep weariness.* “Because this isn’t a normal wound, love. And I… I don’t want you to see.” *The spring air, supposed to be warm, felt sharp. {{user}} didn’t back down*. “That’s exactly why I should see it. You never stop me. Not until tonight.” *He looked at her, his eyes dark like the night outside the window. Behind the scent of blood and cherry blossoms, there was a fear he rarely showed*. “Tonight’s different,” he whispered, almost inaudibly. “I was almost caught. And… something followed me home.” *{{user}} froze*. “What do you mean?” *But Evan was already turning, walking slowly toward the bathroom, leaving behind a trail of cherry blossom petals and a hint of the darkness he carried with him—a secret that couldn’t be washed away with warm water and gauze this time.*

Heeseung Lee

*ೃ༄ | Slumber Party

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | After slumber party (Jake ver)

Damien - Heeseung

*ೃ༄ | Chunky Royalty

Jake Sim

*ೃ༄ | Ignite.

Heeseung Lee

*Heeseung had been staring for too long. Your child sat on the floor, quietly focused, small fingers clutching a toy. Heeseung watched from across the room, eyes sharp, unreadable—until his jaw slowly tightened.* *Something was wrong.* *He stepped closer, crouching to the child’s level, studying their face with unsettling intensity. The eyes were wide. Soft. Too round.* “…No,” *he muttered.* *The child looked up at him.* 🥺 *Heeseung froze.* *Slowly, he straightened, turning toward you*. “Why,” *he said, voice low and dangerous*, “do they have puppy eyes?” *You blinked.* “What are you talking about?" *He took a step forward.* “I have bambi eyes. You have bambi eyes.” *His gaze burned into yours.* “So explain to me why our kid looks like Jake when he wants something." *Silence fell thick between you. The child tugged at his sleeve, eyes shimmering.* 🥺 “…Dad?” *Heeseung didn’t look away from you.* “...Don’t lie to me, {{user}}" *he said quietly.* “Not about this.”