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Ever since I was young, I prefered the colour pink. I longed to own jewels, the ones that sparkle when they hit the light, something woman stare in awe at, but only seemed to be obtained by woman who live in the most lavish of homes. But as my mother would say, "Kibum, you are a boy, pink is for girls." and she would pry whatever girly item I had from my hands, my tiny knuckles white as I held on ridiculously tight to the cheap pink toys from a toy store, for her to replace it with a truck, o
((So I have decided to go through chapter by chapter and remaster it, I really hope you guys enjoy this much better!)) This is a story about Jonghyun's struggle and how shinee deals with the news about him being gay. Through all the odds they end up disbanding, but can the SHINee family really stay together forever. How far will they go to protect the one they care about?
Park Bom is 19 and just finished college in America and she takes a job as a make-up artist for YG Entertainment in Korea. Her first job is with an obnoxious punk, Choi Sueng-Hyun. She bumps into him on her first day and turns his life upside down with her crazy and carefree manner. She dreams to be a singer and to join the company. Will Choi Senghyun help her with her dream, or is he as really as bad as everyone believes? Trailer:
No matter what happened to them after this, whether they were separated by oceans and cities, they would still be Onew the leader, Minho the charismatic flame, the bling bling Jonghyun, the almighty diva key and the maknae Taemin. Even as their group was being wiped off the map by SM entertainment, they would forever be known as the shining SHINee and no-one could take that away from them. Unfortunetly for them, Things don't always go the way we plan. It's ten years in the
I was watching my family fall apart, week by week it had been getting worse, and these boys I had spent 8 years raising were no longer loving and respectful towards each other. There was no distance, no ones’ personal space, let alone a private life from each other. We knew everything about each other. I understood over the years, that the boys’ became more secretive about where they were going and what they were doing, but this was out of hand. Was it their close ages that made it harder to
Being in love was a blessing... no, more like a miracle. Love was something that very few found and it was often mistaken for lust. I found it, not while looking for it but instead in the most unexpected place. I found it through the connection of sly glances, fingertips brushing, gentle pecks and encouraging smiles. I knew it was love because every time I saw him, it was much like the first time... my heart raced, my head felt light warmth and spread thro
He no longer wanted to dance, he had lost his passion. He grew distant from his family, stopped taking interest in anything at all. He had become depressed and lonely. It felt like his heart had been torn. It had been so fragile to begin with, full of uncertainty and hope. The only thing he knew was... he loved Minho.
“Taemin, is something wrong?” I asked, closing the door behind me. “No.” He lied, sitting up. “Taemin, please tell me.” My eyes met his and I saw nothing but sadness. “Well, I think because I am turning the age of 20 now, I should really stop with the whole cute Maknae act, it’s not suiting me anymore.” He said plainly, I moved and sat on the edge of the bed. “Taemin, why is being the Maknae a bad thing?” I
I knew now was the end for both of us, words weren't necessary. I would cry but too many tears had already been shed before. I looked up to his face and though he was expressionless i could see the pain in his eyes as we silently said goodbye. He pulled me into a tight hug and nuzzled into my hair. He released me and walked away. I would always love him, he was my first love and though it had faded there was a part of me that would always belong to him.
Scared that his reality world would shatter like a dream, taking her away with it, he kissed her soft, rose lips gently, praying this night would last for eternity.