Jonghyun grinned widely, taking off the lid, “You, Onew, are a man after my own heart. I’d totally go...

Taemin is (very) desirable, and lemons have taken over SHINee's dorms.

In which Jinki and Minho are (really!) only good friends but people suspect more.

In which Jinki is an undercover spy, Jonghyun and Taemin are part of his support team and Minho is a white-collar criminal with Kibum as his ex.

[Exo gets teleported into MVs and dramas.] Minseok faints, Kyungsoo needs Tylenol and Joonmyun feels exploited. Chaos ensues.

The third time you see him is when you are wandering down the halls of an unfamiliar building. [Written in 2nd POV, band AU]

Jonghyun has nothing to lose. [Prequel to Careening Down the Streets of Madness]

Jonghyun has read somewhere that doing the same thing over and over again while expecting different results is madness. [A fic set during the period where Jonghyun was injured and could not take part in WSS activities]

"What are you doing?" Jonghyun had always been a straight-shooter.

And maybe Jinki feels the same way too, Joon hopes. And smiles.

The room is silent. Deadly silent. Except for the sound of the furious tapping of keys on keyboard. Minho nearly doesn’t dare to breathe, for fear of breaking the quiet.

Their eyes meet immediately, for there is nothing else more outstanding than the boy in the room. Deep green covers his body, snaking vines and lush moss, dotted with pale, star-like buds. They are alive, yet they grow around him. The boy gives off a faint, ethereal glow and the teen stares at him, an evident expression of shock on his face. 

And it is the last life that truly matters; the last life in which everything hangs upon. 

The man leans forward and embraces Taemin, "I am Jinki and to me, you are love."

In which Jonghyun and Jinki are highschool students and in love.

But it is all kinds of counterproductive, because you are crying, crying hard now. Except that it’s a different sort of tears.

“Don’t look back, but I see a person at the door,” Jonghyun’s voice came through the earpiece warningly. He paused for a moment and continued, “It’s Choi.”

“Wow, hyung, you sound like a high-class hooker. Or a gold-digger.”

“I am a professional, Jonghyun. I consort with the enemy, but I don’t fall in love with them. This is just a way for getting into their trusted circles faster.”

“Hey, hyung, left you a note.” Kibum took off the yellow memo stuck to the monitor, “Get the hint. What the hell does that mean?”

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Short drabbles on things that Minho finds perfect in his relationship with Jinki.

Jinki curiously held up the pink memo stuck to the top of the monitor. "Take a hint, hyung," it read, complete with a smiley face at the end.

  “Jinki spoilt the GPS!” Taemin shouted loudly.

Autocorrect mania-- A slip of the thumbs, an overzealous technology and down the hill of hilarity we roll!

Written in 2nd POV. A Jongyu drabble.