Zico (2,530 zico fanfics)
After thinking about all the hardships they been trough, Zico decided it was the right time to ask Yukwon the most important question of his life.
Lee Soo-hyuk would go on to become Seoul’s greatest attorney. Everyone worships & wants to be him, but then they don’t know the dark truth behind the fairy tale story. His parents were killed when he was a child and he wants revenge. But it's not that simple when the ones you trusted the most - are the ones hiding the biggest secrets. At the same time, there is a crazy masked man on the loose and no one seems to be able to stop him. CHARACTERS - Park, Shin & Associa
Jinwoo's heart has never beat in the 17 years of his life, yet someone makes it beat for the first time
He's a very talented singer and producer. Young and handsome. Someone whose fame just keeps rising every day. Everybody wants to get associated with him. He's confident on the outside, but the truth is he's very self-critical. He takes things seriously. Sometimes, too seriously. She's a member of a very popular girl group. Dubbed as the prettiest, but most untalented of the four. She's mainly just doing
When an accident is the start of their love. No one can resist. It's just that they are destined to be together. No matter what. Hayi and Dean.
I spent years watching my best friend fall in love with a perfect guy. I wondered if that would ever happen to me. It never did. Just when I was beginning to lose hope, I found a reason to believe.
Kyung put both hands on his face, released a shuddering breath. His plan had been so good. He would get the portrait and avoid his assassin. But no. Of course one of the watchmen had to trip, twist his ankle and mess up Kyung‘s carefully arranged time schedule. He could have still have made it out with the portrait, unarrested (they still hadn‘t noticed its abscence) and alive. No doubt, whoever his assassin was or who hired them was powerful. Scratch that, Kyung was 99% that he knew exactly
Kyung was half lying on his back, half leaned back against the headrest of Jiho‘s bed. Zico had one arm thrown over Kyung‘s stomach, hand holding his phone, some old movie flickering over the screen. Kyung held a novel, lazily turning pages from time to time. He marked his current page and set his book down, looking at a point over Jiho’s shoulder.
"You need to lock your goddamn door, Jiho.", Kyung mutters under his breath as he shoulders the door, indeed unlocked, to his friend's studio open. In one hand he carries a giant bag of Japanese takeout, the other one holding his phone. "You don't hear anything with your headphones on!" Kyung dumps the takeout where Jiho can't see it yet and flops onto the couch at the back of the room. [A small piece of uncompleted Zikyung fl
Hey there, I'm Zico. I live in a very small town, nearly a village, which unifies all the negative aspects of both, a city and a dump. Naturally there isn't much going on. That’s why news travel fast. Reality is what you think it is and the thing about rumors is, they usually spread. Also in school. Fast. And rumor has it that my ex is pregnant with my child. But that's impossible. Seriously, it can't be because I'm a .