Distorted Time [Seventeen Fanfiction]

Distorted Time [Seventeen Fanfiction]

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Across the world, two halves of a single soul were born, separated by oceans and fate. One was a star, a beacon of light that drew all eyes, while the other lived in quiet shadow, unnoticed and ordinary. They were not meant to be apart, and with each passing day, the distance between them became a slow poison. Their souls, like fading embers, began to lose their warmth and light. The star, once brilliant, dimmed as an invisible ache gnawed at their core, a longing for something they couldn't name. The ordinary one felt a constant, quiet strain, a sense of being perpetually incomplete. Their meeting was an impossible dream, a cruel twist of destiny. And yet, their only hope remained: a fragile chance that their paths might cross, a single moment that could mend what was broken. Because without each other, they were not whole. They were simply two halves, slowly turning to dust. Seventeen and SM Artists. This is a slowburn story, the timeline started in 2018.
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Seungcheol and Jeonghan had always been there for each other through the chaos of rehearsals, the late night talks, and the silence that only best friends could understand. But lately, the touch of their hands lingered a little too long, and their shared moments felt heavier, charged with something unspoken. What started as a way to relieve the stress of their lives, comforting each other in ways they didn't talk about, began to blur the lines. It was supposed to be just physical, just an escape from everything else. But somewhere in the midst of it, something deeper was beginning to stir, something neither of them was ready to face. The question was no longer about what they were doing, but what would happen once they realized it wasn't just about pleasure anymore. [ MINORS DNI ] 🔞 [ MATURE CONTENT ]

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