Baekhyun meets Chanyeol.     Baekhyun likes Chanyeol.     Chanyeol is an .

Sehun can't figure out why he suddenly can't remember Luhan.   He doesn't love him. He doesn't feel a single thing for him. He doesn't remeber him. He feels he doesn't exist.   He's stuck in a nightmare.

One-sided love hurts.   What hurts more, is knowing that it isn’t your fault, you don’t love them.   What hurts even more, is feeling that you should.

            Words.     They have the power to make or break – to reassemble, to make a whole; to completely shatter, to tear apart, slowly.    

Sehun is in love with Jongin, and has been for as long as he can remember. They live together in a quiet part of town, sharing their evenings watching tacky romance movies while throwing popcorn and laughing at the mess they create. 

        I didn’t think angels could feel pain.         Who said I was an angel.      

    Time stands still for no-one.     Sometimes goodbye is just a harder way of saying I love you.     And to

  "Don't Leave Me"       Luhan did not turn.     Because if he had, Luhan would have seen the shattering o

  Kai would love to listen to everything Sehun has to tell him.   How much he loves him.   What he likes.  

    Slender fingers trace the skeleton of the ebony creature. Soft notes hang in the air, until deeper tones replace them – a melody of dark and light, chasing dreams, love between angels. The skinny brunette runs his fingertips softly over the other boy’s, their worlds clashing at a single touch.        

  Sehun has had a crush on the cute blond boy who serves him coffee every afternoon.       Like, major crush.       A

  Jongin fell in love.       Before he died, he just wanted to hear that he loved him.       Sehun can't love him. 

        Sehun crawled under the covers later that night, when the moon was perched high in her throne and her stars were twinkling majestically beneath her. He lay there for a while in silence before he spoke.    

    I was walking straight home, like the other good girls do.     The blond lowered his bag onto the hard ground as he slowly unravelled himself from his grey coat.  

  His hand should not have been hanging limply off the side of the rail.       Before Sehun had fallen asleep, it had been holding his.        

  Baekhyun loves Chanyeol.   Isn't that all that matters?   It doesn't matter if he starts ignoring him.  

  They stand there, two tiny figures facing the grand, vast ocean, the rain lashing at their faces, the winds whipping at their heels. The waves below them crash violently into the sheer face of the cliff, smothering the jagged rocks, who are gasping for breaths of air between the stormy foam.     

Sehun wants to break up with Luhan.   Luhan has five days to change his mind.   The only problem is, Luhan knows Sehun doesn't want to break up.

  When Baekhyun opens his mouth again, his voice is reduced to a whisper, almost inaudible through the thick air.   “...just leave.”   And that’s what Chan

Baekhyun disappeared around the corner of a tall stone wall. And suddenly Chanyeol felt as if he had let something important to him fall out of his grasp ...and he wasn’t going to get it back.