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There were many joys to playing the piano. Duets were not one of them. Kyuhyun often described it as "trying to get handsy in a locker, it could be pleasant but ends up being mostly about getting elbowed repetitively".
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you...Leeteuk's Nightmare Before Christmas: Guidelines for a Peaceful Dorm Life Sequel! Twelve days of crazy Super Junior shenanigans including smuggling people in handbaskets, hitting on trainees, and downright pyromania. Mark it in your calendars, posting starts December 10th!
Yesung meets Kyuhyun, an old acquaintance, at possibly his lowest moment, on a crowded metro, dressed to the nines, boosted with so much caffeine, and completely clueless as how to live life contently.
Follow the tale of the unfortunate Yesung, who finds himself meeting quite the prince charming behind the bars of his holding cell on Valentine's Day. Hilarity ensues, as he begs for his cellmate to keep his manhood far, far, far away from goats, and finds out waiting for his friend to pay bail might not be as bad as he thought.
It was a Thursday night at the dorm when Leeteuk had the idea that the group needed a code of conduct in order to cohabit peacefully with one another. The next morning, he came in the kitchen with a large cork board and announced they were going to put up guidelines, as life went on, to insure that everyone was happy with their stay at the dorms. Needless to say the idea was a hit, and that same afternoon, Heechul angrily posted the first rule.
Well..there was also that thing...It wasn’t really a secret, it was more that nobody knew. Almost nobody knew, except the one involved in this. In his alcohol muddled brain, Yesung decided to go with the lesser evil. "I’m married."
“You could’ve had me working with Heechul’s cat I would’ve enjoyed it more. Really? Him?” Kyuhyun snaps, Yesung designs and Ryeowook translates. A humourous o
“Hyung…err, could you come quickly…Kyuhyun and I uhm, got ourselves in a very literally sticky situation…”
Everyone knew Kyuhyun was...not exactly the most emotional person and he didn't exactly like pets....So seeing him in this state for that reason was oh so very strange.
In all his life alongside the prince, Yesung would be lying if he said he never considered murdering the cocky bastard. Yesung, a lowly stable boy, gets caught up in a strange situation with the kingdom's heart throb, the Prince Cho Kyuhyun, and ends up, well...read it and you'll find out^^
Follow Yesung and his crazy perfectly normal roomate Kyuhyun in their insane fun adventures!
Yesung brushed the maknae's hair gently. "Do you really have to ask?"How could Kyuhyun think that. He was the only reason why Yesung was still alive. Yesung would follow him through hoards of zombies, across the country, to the other side of the world.
"Just one last time" Kyuhyun faces the bitter reality who has taken a liking in slapping him with the truth and realizes the "just one last time" may have been "just once".
He saw a creature approach, but his body simply refused to respond. He wanted to scream, but his voice was locked away. This was the end of him. Kyuhyun and Yesung find themselves stuck in the middle of a city in destruction with the zombie apocalypse knocking at their doors.
"It's like I don't even know you anymore." Kyuhyun and Yesung find themselves stuck in the middle of a city in destruction with the zombie apocalypse knocking at their doors.
A certain someone wakes up with a stranger in his bed that turns out to be not a stranger at all. And with that begins a series of hypothetical situations to finish with the truth slapping that certain someone across the face.
"What do I live for, if I have no one left?" Deep down beneath the earth, in the middle of the city, someone took his hand. A stranger. A complete stranger. He took his hand.
Jongwoon sat in the audience, bewitched by the man on stage. He was captivating. Jongwoon was simply mesmerized by the grace and agility of his hands. His long beautiful fingers was all he could see. Not the puppets, not the show, but the man's agile fingers. Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic, so I apologize if it is bad. Feel free to comment and suggest ways I can improve my writing. I hope you all enjoy~