Layla_Teneh
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Chan's been in love with them since the beginning of time; there was never a version of him that didn’t revolve around them. So what if they only love each other and not him? So what if they are dating everyone else but him? So what if even after they started dating him, he feels like he’s watching the people he loves love each other, and he’s been allowed closer but not quite inside?
It's just all part of the sacrifice he has to do for them, right?
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And he gets it. They also have six other boyfriends, and they were still learning to divide their time properly, but why was he the only one asking them out? Why had Chan never gone on a date with his boyfriends unless it was him asking them out?
It was a slow realization, and it made him spiral more and more and more.
Was he really just their leader? Just their protector? Just the wall between them and the management?
Was he just their pity case and not their boyfriend?
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'Cause the spaces between my fingers (are where yours fit perfectly) by Layla_Teneh
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
24 Feb 2026
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When Chan learns he was the subject of a joke Minho let go too far, pride and hurt tear them apart before either of them is brave enough to admit how real it had already become. What should have been love turns into silence instead, and neither of them knows how to fix what they’ve broken.
But some promises don’t disappear. They linger. They wait. And sometimes, if you’re lucky, you get a second chance to keep them.
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Minho opened his mouth, words hesitating on the edge of his tongue. May be something like, 'How have you been? It's been a long time. You look-'But Chan finally looked up. His eyes met Minho's, clear and distant, and that was all it took for every word Minho had rehearsed in his head to disintegrate.
"Minho-ssi," Chan said, tone polite, clipped. "I hope we can keep this professional relationship until this project ends."
The formality of it landed like a quiet slap. The soft "-ssi" after his name, not Rino in his sweet voice, not Minho-yah, nothing that gave off the idea that they had talked about been buried together and were not strangers that met through a business proposal.
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Bang Chan always thought "love kills" was just a metaphor.
But then the petals came. Then the thorns. Then the choking silence where his heartbeat used to be.
With flowers blooming in his lungs and the weight of unspoken love dragging him under, he has to make a choice.
Love, or life.
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The moment burst like a glass bubble, and before he could even process what was happening, he was in the bathroom, palms on cool tile, vomiting petals into the sink. That was the first time he threw flowers up.
Just a few, at first. Pale, soft things. Barely there. But unmistakable.
Hanaki.
He'd read about it. Everyone had. Whispered stories among trainees, old fables spun with romantic tragedy. But it wasn't real. Not really. Not to him. And yet, there they were, petals sticking to his tongue, clinging to the edges of the drain.
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Make me feel something (lately life's made me numb) by Layla_Teneh
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
24 Jun 2025
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Chan was born in a cruel world with an even more cruel fate. He was hunted for sport by the poor for the rich, a sick game he had no choice in.
Until he met Minho's Pack and the Alpha himself and gets thrown in a whirlwind of emotions. And now it was upto him to ignore these feelings, or let the pack get succumbed to the world filled with blood and selfish wants; to his world.[or:] He survived everything but being loved.
Now, love might be the thing that finally ruins him.------
"I guess introductions are in order," the man mused, his voice calm and laced with amusement, as though the blood now painting his hand and face was an afterthought. "Hello, Minho-ssi," the man said smoothly, his tone as casual as if he were exchanging pleasantries over coffee. "I am Chan."
With a flick of his wrist, Chan let the lifeless figure drop to the floor with an unceremonious thud, his gaze never leaving Minho's.
Minho could only stare, taking in the man's bloodied appearance, his glowing eyes, the fangs, the claws, the veins, the sheer power radiating from him.
"A Hybrid," Chan smirked, the word rolling off his tongue like a challenge, daring Minho to respond.
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After months of having settled into the normal routine and learning how to love himself, a sudden change leaves Felix feeling like he doesn't deserve anything.
His boyfriends notice and ease him back into loving himself.
[or]: Felix gets his dick back and his lovers make him believe in himself again.
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All he could hear, all he could feel, was fear. Fear that he was no longer lovable in the way he had been before. Fear that he would return home and find subtle disappointment in their eyes. Fear that the hands that once held him with such reverence might hesitate now.All of them had found a balance within their lives because of Felix's body turning. And now if it was turning back to what it was... he wasn't sure if his boyfriends would want him back. they might as well continue dating each other without him in the picture.
And that idea was breaking Felix's heart.
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- Part 13 of ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆Lunch⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
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Minho whimpered, a full body shudder traveling through him at the realization of how powerless he was. His head was starting to get fuzzy, a slight haze over the entire situation. He felt like putty in the older’s hands.
“Little kitten shows his claws and acts tough but a few scratches behind the ear and you're practically purring for me,” Chan cooed, his tone condescending.
Minho winced as more precum dripped from his cock at the words, his hips rutting against Chan's thigh helplessly. He didn't know what had come over him, but he couldn't stop. His cock felt so good rutting against Chan's thigh, and the fact that the older had overpowered him so effortlessly was affecting him in ways he didn't understand.
Or; Chan and Minho are "rivals" for Jisung's affections and Chan has finally had enough of Minho being a brat.
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10 May 2026
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Chan has a secret and Jeongin is a good observer.
In which Jeongin knows what Chan needs to be truly happy (but is too afraid to do) and takes the matter into his hands.
Because he loves Chan and there is nothing he wouldn’t do for him, even behind his back.
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09 May 2026
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"I love seeing you like this," Jeongin said.
"Whenever you piss someone off, do you just fuck them until they forgive you?" Chan managed to get out.
"No. Just you," he replied, pressing Chan's hips into his bed.
Or, the one where Chan gets stuck with the least helpful group project partner ever. He hates his guts, but why is he kinda...
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08 May 2026
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Help! I Somehow Ended Up in My Favourite Gay Werewolf Romance Novel?! by h4rgow
Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band)
18 Mar 2026
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Chan’s life is pretty bleak: his boss hates him, his family has disowned him—all he has to cope is his silly little trashy romance novels. Recently, one has become his favourite. A surprisingly well-written gay polyamorous werewolf fantasy novel. It makes things in his life a little less bleak.
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Chan somehow gets transported into his favourite novel and is now surrounded by hot werewolves 24/7.
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08 May 2026
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When Chan appears at the porch of Minho’s home, it’s hard for him not to want to turn around and go back into the storm and go back home, making himself smell more like a wet dog. His tail is uncomfortably heavy behind him, matted with the rainwater; his hair isn’t much different. It’s curled in all different directions and most definitely matted, and everything on him right now feels off.
Before Chan could make up his mind, Minho opened the door, wiping something on his pants. It already makes the older man feel guilt rising up his throat, burning like acid and making his eyes prick with tears. “Channie? What are you doing here? You’re soaked.”
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- Part 11 of ychris’ agere fics.
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03 May 2026