Yongguk never liked teaching. He despised it from the depth of his existence, yet he was now making his way down the hall of a university his brother teaches in.

    Jimin likes mornings best. It's when Yoongi's warm, Namjoon swears and Hoseok fumbles around. 

~   He was my boyfriend and I did nothing to help him. I didn't even ask him if he was alright all those times he was in hospital, injured, hooked up to machinery that only m

-   Junhong has said some things before, yes he did. But he doesn’t have to live by them, he can easily change h

  ~   i'm in love, so in love. and my heart doesn't know; how, or what to do.

 ~   24th birthday might have become better than Yongguk had expected.   ~  

This is a story I wrote for this girl. I hope you like it and I'm sorry if I dissapointed you, I'm not that good at writing. ♥  

  I’m watching Junhong dance again and I feel my breath being caught in my throat. His moves are perfect and he twists his body in the most perfect way humanly possible. I can see his eyes are half shut and I know he isn’t in this room with us; he’s dancing for himself, in his head in a different place. 

Yongguk goes out for a night and gets drunk. Two different yet same events turn up but one isn't exactly as real as the other one.