Jeonghan pulled the camera away from his face, looking down at what he just took. It was good. But most of his pictures were. And all of his photos of Joshua were perfect, because Joshua was perfect. He’d gag but love made him soppy. So much so that he spouted romantic, cheesy things on a daily basis. It had their friends vomiting and screaming mercy. Especially since Jeonghan had savagely taken down each and every one of them for being cheesy at one point. But here he was saying Joshua was p

Jeonghan woke up to an unfamiliar room and an unfamiliar face, but at least his kidnapper's cute, right? 

The smile softened, “You look like you had a bad day. Want to at least stay until the rain is gone?”

Some small stories about Seungcheol's August, Jeonghan's October, and Joshua's December.

Joshua smiled, “You two can warm me up. Inside and out.”

Joshua need to save his pack, the world but he meets Jeonghan, a danger for his pack. Little do he know, Jeonghan is there for a twist for their world. Even the romance he tries many times to dismiss from Jeonghan's memory into vain, it will get back to them no matter what.  (totally jihan fic, with slight jicheol as the wolves)

“The name Jeonghan hyung put as Shua hyung’s contact was…”. His face scrunched up yet again, like he had eaten something sour and it made his face pucker.

The police handbook never explained what to do if the person you're confronting starts flirting with you out of nowhere. Or, Joshua as a cop and Jeonghan as the flirtatious rulebreaker.

Joshua smiled. “A baby. We’re going to have a baby.”

Jeonghan giggled. “Later tonight then Shua. You can have my lap all you want.”

“Whatever pleases you my prince.”  

Jeonghan's brows rose as he took in the sign of the medium sized brick building. The Cat’s Meow? Was the café a cat themed one?

Seungcheol was tired of Jeonghan and Joshua avoiding the subject, so he did what any good friend would do–give them a push in the right direction. Well, maybe stealing Jeonghan's phone and texting Joshua wasn't the most morally commendable feat, but it was one nonetheless.

Because in the midst of his personal, scientific debate about the legitimacy of angels, Jeonghan had forgotten he still had a face full of freckles. He consciously reached up and scratched his nose. “I’m sure Jisoo has nothing to do with that.”

When life felt heavy and no more friends on his side. When every trial that he had done were only fruitful failures.

Jeonghan sat down, slowly checking his texts. He sent out a few yes’s and a few no’s. A couple of congratulations and ignored others. Saving the best for last, he finally checked Joshua’s messages. He blinked. Eyes not believing what he was seeing. There was a puppy. Of a mottled black, gray colored thing. A picture of a puppy gracing their messages to each other and one text from Joshua that read, ‘Don’t freak out now. But I picked up this poor abandoned thing and he’s so cute. Can w

Seventeen found six bottles of orange juice packed in a box placed in front of their dorm. It said from a Carat. Weird, should have been 13 bottles instead of 6, that was what the members were thinking. But, they just took it, obviously forgetting their manager's previous advice on not to drink nor eat something from fans that they didn't approve.   Neither do the boys realised upon the consequences waiting for them.

Jeonghan had never thought twice about pulling the trigger on his gun - nor dwelled on the fact that he killed people everyday. The house he lived in, the clothes he wore, the food he ate, were all bought with money from his job. His job of murdering. Jeonghan had only one regret. Not killing that blind boy the moment he stepped into Jeonghan's home. He regretted not killing Joshua.

Jeonghan had done a lot of stupid things before, and one of those things is not wearing his glasses to the store and trying to decipher the labels to find what he's looking for. On the bright side, it leads to him meeting a cute(?) guy. Too bad he can't see, because he definitely SOUNDS cute.

Leaning in, Joshua laid a gentle kiss on Jeonghan’s face. He pulled away and blushing as loud shouts of cheering rang through the empty gym.