Minhyuk doesn’t know what looks weirder- that single dandelion rising from a bunch of primroses or the fact that he’s literally stuffing his pockets with little flowers in

Sanghyuk watches as Hongbin mixes drops of paint with his favorite brush in attempt to find the perfect light blue, hair pushed back with a silly hairband and cheeks dirty, a light blue that would match his oversized t-shirt and the skies of Seoul. He bites his lip and adds blue, then white, then pink, then orange, and it doesn’t really matter if it becomes a mess because Sanghyuk would love it anyway, no matter how ugly it would be.

Luhan flies to south korea to plan his cousin’s wedding, unaware of the fact that old wounds are ready to bleed again, and that true happiness can’t exactly be planned.

Sehun finds love in a sunflower.

A tale of how fate can be forgiving after all, because even if Luhan is a hundred year old ghost and Sehun merely a human boy, and seasons pass and wars explode, true love always finds a way.

In which Sehun is an overly stressed layout editor who desperately needs a babysitter and Luhan is an overly poor university student who desperately needs a job.

Luhan creates beautiful things with his hands. So does Sehun. When they work together, true magic happens. Where there are tears, thorns and icing sugar, there's bound to be love too.

Sehun spends his summer in the countryside and loses his heart between bouquets of forget-me-nots and the dewy grass of meadows at sunrise.

There is a thing, or well, a person, standing in front of the shop window. Sehun can't tell if it's a girl or a boy, but he surely can see the massive bouquet of roses held tight in tiny trembling hands.

Junsu owns a pastry shop and Yoochun finds his soulmate. 

Luhan is getting married and he wants Sehun to be his best man.