In which Irene is a hot-headed diva with the zaniest family and Mino is a compulsive flirt with a past better left in the dark. They bump into each other and somehow get twisted in each other’s worlds.  

First time writing and posting here. Hope you guys enjoy ^^ Everything between two of my biases from SHINee and Red Velvet; Minho x Irene.

When your legs don't work like they used to before, and I can't sweep you off of your feet. Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?

The prince of Fairyland has to get married. But he is in love with a nymph from a legend.

Sejak pertama kali mereka berjumpa mereka tidak suka sesama sendiri,tapi adakah perasaan itu akan berubah?   "aku jalan balik kerumah seperti biasa tapi tiba-tiba ada seorang lelaki melanggar aku dari belakang. Habis jatuh buku yang aku pegang. Lepas dia langgar aku tu dia pergi mcm tu je dah la tak tolong angkatkan buku aku balik, mintak maaf pon tak."- Irene   "Aku berlari dengan pant

Mino and Irene has been living in a separate world before .While Mino live in a black and white world Irene live in a colourful world. "Have you see colourful world before ?Or maybe ever crossed your territory before ?" Irene asked Mino. "No I can't do that ." "You can do that , here let me hold you .Let me show you my world ."

SOMEDAY Irene knew that someday he will notice her She knew that someday

    "It's us against the world, babe."    

It's Irene's birthday, what can Minho get her?

Mino will always find Irene, in one, seven, twenty, or fifty lifetimes.

“Yes, I may meet a million pretty girls that know my name, but don’t you worry, ‘cause you have my heart.”

Song Mino was smart, but not when it comes to love. He committed a big mistake that made him lose the girl he loved, but, luckily, he found this book called “How You Get the Girl”, and tried to follow the steps written down.

"My favorite flowers are cherry blossoms," I hear her voice whisper in my head. Very familiar and comforting: a memory. The voice was gradually getting smaller, as if she was moving further away— as every other recollection of her in my mind. Just like her, in reality.