If it's Jungkook, Jimin will always say yes.

[CONTENTID1] Everybody experiences an event which soon becomes a past that they want to run away from. Min Nayoung was the same. She too had a past, not so miserable, yet still heartbreaking enough to make her want to escape and hide herself in a place away from things and places that reminded her of unfortunate memories.

Once the most feared and belowved reporter in Korea, Min Yoongi had become the shell of his former self.  Having become much too cold and cruel due to the broken and dirty world he faced in his day by day life, he lost his lover and the home he had struggled to put together over the years. The fights and struggles becoming the first thought in his mind every morning,  nearly dropping his job until presented with a story

Kim Haeri died. But not really. The implications and dynamics behind it were too much to really comprehend, so she didn't think about it much. All she knew was she had to finish something, starting with figuring out who killed her in the first place. To do so, she inadvertantly dragged an ornery detective named Min Yoongi into the fray. Hopefully, they can stop fighting long enough to bring her back to life...

  So, maybe your story wasn't like Romeo and Juliet at all.

Yoongi hates the hospital. He'd much rather be in his studio, closed to himself, but instead he's stuck surrounded by sickness with only his camera and his mother-henning manager to keep him company. But when he meets Jimin, a long time resident at the hospital, he finds that maybe the hospital isn't the worst place after all.

  Warrior: So they picked up their armor, and they went to do battle. With all of their demons, and all their monsters of past lives. And they don't run from this, like they did when they were kids. Cause not to have some battle scars, is to never have lived.  

~Being a potential marriage candidate for a prince requires a posture as straight as the ruler almost all mannerism teachers carry around with them to whip against her hand as she guides us in the ways of etiquette. It requires you to have a disposition as calm as the summer breeze in the presence of the elders. It may even require a lesson or two in cooking,  though the servants often took care of t

The whole story is just a basic teenage romance story. Well, yeah and also my very first serious chaptered fanfics. I am putting so much effort on this. An

( Where are you going with those weak legs? )

Careful what you wish for, it just might come true.

"The rain isn't something bad" Hoseok insisted. "When you think about it, it's the rain that makes everything grow and stay fresh." Feeling left behind, a mind full of regret and sorrow, a heart heavy with a broken promise not to cry, Yoongi had never thought he would be dealing with the loss of the love of his life at the age of twenty-two.

Being best friends with Jimin has its benefits, not according to your boyfriend. What happens when jealousy causes someone to snap?

Jeon Jungkook isn't the son his parents wanted. A rebel, a rule breaker and not the innocent kid he once was. And he wants out. So when he decides to run away from his old life of safety into the world of gangs, violence and death he doesn't know what's in store. Its only in a dark alley one night where a deal is struck and his life, as he knows it, has taken a dark turn.          

For troubled teen Jeon Jungkook, thievery and pick pocketing are his way of surviving the streets of Seoul.Until one day his life changes when he pickpockets the infamous leader of the Hongdae War Hounds, V.  V introduces him into this strange new world, and mentors him into becoming one of the best thieves in Seoul. However, conflict arises when the leader of their rival gang, the Itaewon Mercenaries wants to

Title: One in a Million Tags: Fluff, birthday gift for someone (forced it out of me, actually) Length: One shot Status: Completed Discription: Jimin and Yoongi has been friends. The question 'how' and 'why' is irrelevant though. Story about some bright fluffy conversations and discourse.                 Warnings: None

And I just realised I’ve barely done any of my math homework as I was obviously too busy writing in this stupid diary. Honestly, diaries are incredibly girly. I have no idea why my mom makes me keep one. Apparently I need to “record my deepest thoughts and whims” so