Adj: Having Wings, Winged / “I still want you.” Seungyoon was the first to speak between them, “But not like this.”

· Prompt # 62 Seungyoon likes visiting coffee shops. One day he stumbles upon a coffee shop he has never visited before and meets a young man there with sad eyes.

To start with, he looked nothing like Edward Cullen. The only two things he pretty much had in common with the guy is that he can walk around in broad daylight without combusting into flames and that he too is a vampire. A 370-year-old living vampire.

Kim Jinwoo had a room for rent, Kang Seungyoon needed a room to rent.

Sweat slides down from Jinwoo’s skin falling like raindrops rolling off rose petals, hair coming loose around his face, hunger still looming wide in his eyes.  

  Seungyoon couldn’t find a single flaw in him. Not even if he tried.  

Jinwoo never considered himself to be a ‘relationship’ kind of guy, but meeting Seungyoon made him realize that he might just be the one to prove him wrong.

  Taehyun is breathless from laughing too much, his sanity is lost and the butterflies in his stomach are fluttering in full-force.  

  The sound of water spilling over the edge of the tub bounce to the tiles, making for echoes that are not for the weak of heart.  

Backstage. 2014, 2017.

Five mere layers and yet I felt it, the indubitable warmth of us touching.

  Not all tattoos are made with ink, it dawns on Seungyoon. He can still feel the burn and remember the outline of Jinwoo’s lips.

  That’s when Seungyoon saw it. Someone is standing just right behind his husband. His breathing goes shallow, tension gripping his chest like a vice. The house creaks just as a menacing shadowy hand emerged from the dark.

He saw him again today.

Seungyoon’s dexterous hands does obscene things to him - obscene loving things - and Jinwoo is left a quivering mess of gasps and fevered exhales.

A JinYoon comic by @MINJAN_21

Kang Seungyoon just wants Kim Jinwoo to send him some pictures.

  There was no escape, no refuge, for the likes of him - those who have sold themselves to the devil.

Jinwoo laughs softly, leaning forward he places the tiniest kiss on the tip of Seungyoon's nose.

Seungyoon’s arms wrap around him as if he’s the most precious thing, his plump saccharine lips gliding flawlessly and yearningly over his own.

JINYOON ONE-SHOT COLLECTION This is an on-going fanfic exchange with AFF authors SANDIUN and EIRYIA.

The Gods above must be playing a terrible joke on him. Mino easily spots him in the crowd - tilting his head in the exact same way he did three years ago as he laughed, the corners of his eyes creasing into familiar pretty crescents, his brown locks falling over his eyes. The sight not only renders Mino speechless, it also starts up a heavy unsteady pounding in his chest.

Inspired by WINNER's debut teaser trailers. Five Brothers. One

"If I behave myself until we get back to our hotel room tonight..." Seungyoon whispers, leaning towards Jinwoo, "...do I get some sort of reward?"

Jinwoo’s hands slide down to his shoulders, barely touching his skin. Yet Mino, can feel the burn - can feel the gentle flame lapping his flesh. Mino’s drawing pencil slips out of his sweaty fingers, falling to the floor and rolling under the bed.

The sound of a wrangled sob from behind the bathroom door pulls Mino out of his reverie. It’s the sound broken people make at three in the morning when the pain is too much for their body and mind to take.

Jinwoo’s eyes locked into his, hair appealingly messy as the breeze lightly tousled it, utterly beautiful under the raging flashes of fireworks in the sky.