"When you joined Super Junior... you know that the members hate you, right?"  Kyuhyun did not want to admit it but, in truth, he was really hurt after hearing these very words from his hyung. He knew- it was a fact that the members hated

hey.. its 19th April again.. well, I know people kind of dont want to remember it, but hey, it one of the most important yet horrible event for ELF and Super Junior.. it is Zhoumi's birthday and it also mark as the most horible accident in our memory as an ELF.. so, I have an idea of writing a fanfiction to celebrate the day where we still grateful as our idols still alive and healthy for today... but, I wont post it ifyou guys dont agree..

  Leeteuk is the only one who can see what people are really worth. Everyday, he passes people, bright white price tags tied around their wrist that only he can see. Then he meets Cho Kyuhyun, who's price tag doesn't say anything.         

  Kyuhyun was smiling and his face shown nothing but happiness. He looked so innocent and pure, totally opposite from everyone else had described. People knew him as an evil sharp-tongued boy who was not afraid to bully his hyungs. They were all right because Kyuhyun had his own ways to show his affection. They were exactly Kyuhyun’s personality but not the ‘evil’ part. The maknae was not ev

Hyung . . . I find myself thinking of an unfamiliar face. Hyung, it hurts. Pain shoots through my body as I try to stand and turn to the direction of the voices that were calling me. Leeteuk-hyung . . . Images of an unfamilar face race through my mind like deer in the glen; fleeting. That unfamiliar

Title: 088. Numbers Pairing: Eeteuk/Kyuhyun Genre: friendship, angst Rating: PG Prompt: 100 SJ fics challenge on Livejournal Note: I wanted fluff, but I guess when it comes to this… I can’t do it. Sorry! I hope you enjoy? (:

Lights are flashing; blindingly bright, blue, white, and red.  Everything around me is drowned out by the desperation of my own voice. Kyuhyun-ah . . . How is our Kyuhyun? No, no . . . See to him first, not me, I’ll be okay. I’m okay. Kyuhyun-ah . . .

Heyyyyyyyy!   So..... my friend and I were talking about how sometimes we crave to write something short after watching a vid, gif, image or whatever about our boys. And that's how this was born. My friend already posted her own drabbles and was nagging

A bit depressive KyuTeuk (SuJu) story about life's failure and looking for a hope. Happy ending.

Kyuhyun wonders what life will be like without that contagious laugh and beautiful smile around all the day. Who would hold him? He'd be alone once more. How could he go through without that comforting hug or charming personality around him?    What would happen to him?