Foreword " Myungsoo closed the door as softly as he could behind him. All the six other members should be sound asleep this late into the night, and Myungsoo didn't want to rob them of their time to get some shut-eye. They needed it--all of them did. Being an idol was a fun, but tiring job. His sched

"Just give in already!" Myungsoo leaned in and lowered his head, so that their noses were a hair's breadth away. Not quite touching, but so close to bumping against each other. Soomi didn't give any indication that she was intimidated, didn't break the eye contact with Myungsoo. "You're my fan," Myungsoo's voice was hoarse, desperate, "My fan." Soomi nodded slowly, gaze still unwavering. "Yeah. I am." twitched up slightly, but her eyes

When Kyungsoo wakes up, everything is fuzzy. He can't remember anything. Who is he? Why is he stuck lying in an unfamiliar bed? He realises that he is in hopsital, and that nobody can see him. People walk through him as if he doesn't exist. Is he dead? A boy, probably the only person around that can see him, approaches him, and they talk, and make friends. Time passed (for the love of life, Kyungsoo could never figure out how long they were together), and the two slowly, h

" Daehyun was like an unwanted Christmas present: unwrapped, then set aside, rejected and forgotten." 'Kill them. These people have the cash to get what they want. They've got to be the happiest people around. Get rid of poeple happier than you, and you'll be the happiest man alive." Daehyun has an obsession. He wants to be happy. And he almost achieves the bliss he yearns for. But when everything goes all

"The plane shuddered once again, this time even more violently. It began the heartstopping descent, black smoke billowing in its wake." Staying back to take a writing course in school, you catch a plane alone to the holiday destination where you'd meet your parents-- Korea. Halfway along the flight however, complications arise, and the plane crashes--right into the trees of a forest. That's when you find out that all the hype a

Luhan is sick and tired of all the staged skinship--it's driving him crazy, and certainly isn't doing good things to his heart either. Luhan acts peeved the next time Sehun tries couple fanservice with him on stage, and confuses the oblivious Sehun.    "Luhan swung down Sehun's hand angrily, once they were safely out of their fans' sight.  "Didn't I tell you not to hold my hand on stage?" Luhan's voice was cold, and Sehun sort

Characters: All of infinite for now... Pairing: Myungyeol   Description: Myungsoo is tired. Tired of wanting to rip his stupid, aching heart out, so it won't hurt anymore. Tired of sobbing to soppy love songs. Tired of falling asleep on a soggy pillow. Tired of trying to let go. Tired of wishing life isn't so difficult to just live, tired of trying to wish the weariness away. So when he is told by the doctor that he doesn't have much time left--t

The screams inside the room subsided. Everyone waiting outside held their breaths. Waited. The young woman lying on the bed was panting, was sweating, clothes all rumpled. She turned to the figure that stood silhouetted against the light of the window, and gave a weary smile. It was over, at long last. The old woman lifted her arms, raised the bundle in her wrinkled hands to the feeble evening light. She blinked, willing her ancient, tired eyes to focus on the bundle that

Coming to terms with the fact that he's been in love with Lee Ji Eun for about three years, was trying for Kim Jonghyun (SHINee). But there are even tougher times ahead. Jonghyun decides (against a friend's judgement), to test to see if Ji Eun likes him back, and ends up with the heartbreaking answer. He is a friend. Only a friend. He'll stay 'just a friend'. Each time he tries to grin at the girl he loves, his smile falters, and breaks into half. He s

Daehyun’s secret was out, and B.A.P had accepted him, even with his spy-agent background. Youngjae was content that Daehyun was still one of them. Ever since they’d found out, Daehyun had always wondered why Youngjae didn’t look at all surprised at the news. Had he gotten an inkling of Daehyun’s true intention, what with all the attention he paid to the boy? Daehyun had always put it down as infatuatio

My Gran passed away last December, and when I was clearing out my drawers today, looking for my math notes, I found a picture of us when I was about 4 years old, running about in the garden with my grandmother. Needless to say, I just really, really missed her, and I was inspired to write this poem. Yep, so this isn't really a story, nor is it fanfiction (I shouldn't really put this up here, should I ><), but I really just wanted to do something in tribute to her... and so...y

Sungyeol has noticed it. For some time now, actually. He admitted finally, that he'd tried not to see: the secret letters, and smiles that said nothing, and silences that said everything. He had to face it now. There was no escape. Sungyeol had always known that the boy had never been his, but he'd held onto desperate hope. Not anymore.

Baekhyun feels fed up with the world, and most of all, himself, and locks himself up in his bedroom, refusing to let anyone in to comfort him. Chanyeol doesn't give up though, and helps Baekyeol cheer up, and unlock the door again, by singing a song outside the door, until Baekyeol caves in, and allows him to enter the room once more.   Hey all, this is my first oneshot that I'm writing, so I'm not really sure if it'll be any good... I actually study engli

Characters: B.A.P. Members :) Description: Nearly a decade ago, when he was just nine years old, Daehyun was adopted by an Intelligence agency. Now, Daehyun has grown up to become a top spy, who is in much demand by the agency to supply information to it's clients. However, when Daehyun is out on one of his missions, he saves a certain good-looking blonde boy. This chance encounter lands him with yet another job, yet another missi