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A lost and broken girl who was saved by the most notorious gang, The Triad. She was only 18 when he saved her, then at 22 she was saved yet again.
"I don't know what to do." "Just listen to your heart." "I don't get it, how am I supposed to listen to my heart when the organ that comprehends information is my brain?" "Your brain sometimes tells you something but that little voice that says something else, that's your heart speaking." "I don't get it. I don't understand."
Daehyun and Youngjae's usual morning.
I almost killed him.
Moon Jongup: 18 years old Poor Older brother, Kim Jongin Being bullied everyday No friends Hates bullies *Studying Jung Daehyun:
Youngjae is in love with his bandmate aka his only best friend, Jung Daehyun. But he doesn't have the courage to confess and he thinks Daehyun doesn't have the same feeling towards him. He always reads his DaeJae's fics because he knows he couldn't have Daehyun in reality so why not in his imagination? When one day the ideas to write a fic of him and Daehyun pops up in his mind, he starts to write it right away and posts it online. He feels so happy when the readers like his fic. But
Youngjae’s curiousity got the better out of her but the end result…is it satisfying?
I'll make this simple by using bullets This is just a dramatic and simple story that I've always wanted to post hahaha. This is a story about frienship, love, family, and trust Some events here are true, but most of them are just results of my wild imagination BAP fanfic This was inspired by my dear friends who forced me to do this BAP aren't artists in this fic, rather they're a bunch of friends who lives under one roof.
Youngjae had been acting strange for the past few weeks and Daehyun is worried. She hasn't hanged out with him after school and the excuse would always be homework. Daehyun is d
This one shot story is a mix of both fiction and non fiction as to some situations and dialogues are based on the author's past. WIEEE~ I HOPE YOU LIKE IT HAHAHAH
A drabble about two people meeting in an old bookshop. (159 words, 892 characters.)
Even if my soul departs into paradise; even if my soul falls into damnation, it will mean nothing if I lose you. For we are bound together by the Cherub's arrow and not even 'til death will we part. But what will intervene the romance between a sinner and an angel?
Jongup is a good human, he always tries to help anybody who asks for his help. One rainy day he finds a homeless boy on the street asking for help, Jongup had no other choice than to take him, but he never knows the boy's past.
It's as if I was the puppet and the puppeteer were my parents. Most kids have the greatest time of their lives when their little. Hell, I bet even in their high school years they have a good time. But then there is me...Yoo Youngjae whose life is full of constant violin practice, studying, and trying to be "perfect". I never even asked for this life, but what could I do when my so-called parents wanted their son to be the be
Little Kittens arose from scientists trying to take cat traits and put them in humans. They are a foot tall, have cat tendencies, and Yoo Youngjae gets one called Daehyun.
Daehyun is meant to be singing wedding vows to a woman he has fallen out of love with. But instead he finds himself tangled up in the aftermath of a devastating head-on collision with a delicate, young boy who loiters near the edge of death.
When sparks meet, they either ignite or fall apart. Creatures in a form of human aren't new to us anymore. They are said to be immortal. Some kill to have their own pleasure but some... are living silently among us. All he wanted was
Eccentric artist Jung Daehyun surprises the world with his attraction to a nobody.
What brought them close was the weight of their hearts, the air they breathe was crisp and cruel for two kids who had to grow up too soon. One's loss was big, and the other's was infinite. (To the boy with the pink umbrella, because you cannot bring back what once was.)
Many events can happen within a day or two. How about a year or two? Sora's Diary: 10th day
They wanted to get rid of us and so, they killed my family no matter the cost. I’m the last kind for them to find And there I did many things to humans:
Youngjae lives alone in his little apartment. To be honest, he got the apartment cheap. Real cheap. Meh, Youngjae thought, what could go wrong? The apartment didn't seem to be infested with rats or bugs. The walls seemed to hold well, he had a bed and a bathroom. No problem. Although Youngjae felt uneasy about this place. His friends, yongguk and Zelo, felt the same way. Zelo, being the child that he is, decided that a ghost was in Youngjae's apartment. N
Daehyun is Hogwarts' iconic head-boy. What he wants to find, he will find. What he wants, he will get.
In the midst of winter, Youngjae meets a homeless man who brings to him the true beauty of winter.
There are five reasons Daehyun hasn't experienced a first date yet, and they have names. [Daehyun (B.A.P)/Suwoong (Boys Republic), platonic B.A.P OT6]
Yongguk goes to his favourite jazz lounge for the good music, quiet crowd, and fine whiskey. It's only after he hears the new live singer that he adds to his list.
Youngjae was used to the bright, fake smile he flashed to everyone. So much of his time was spent putting off an ever growing unhappiness for another time, that perhaps, if he continued this delay long enough the desision might be taken out of his own hands. For the time being, he decided, fate would continue its cruel game of cat and mouse. Rating: PG-15
Youngjae was not envious, he simply disliked him. He disliked the way he walked confidently in the school's corridors, how everyone was willing to talk and laugh with him. He disliked his always-tidy and attractive attire. His perfect chocolate hair, his deep eyes. He disliked Jung Daehyun.
Daehyun and Youngjae, who are literally strangers to each other, coincidentally wear the same shirt to class one day, and the next day, and the next. And all hells break loose.