Yang Jeongin was beginning to think he’d never get over being perpetually nervous in the JYP building; still he does, at least on most days, with Hwang Hyunjin to thank.

Mark was in denial. So was Donghyuck, though. Neither would ever admit to it.

His soulmate, Taeyang concluded, was a bit of a brat. He was shy and blushed way too easily, but a brat nonetheless for making him go through all the trouble of finally meeting him.

It’s calming, in a sense. The road looks like it could go on forever with no end in sight. Literally. How long has he been driving? For some reason, his gas level stopped going down about two hours ago; with the tank perpetually half full and the sun nearly setting, he’s still driving. The sun’s been in that position for a while now, too, never really sinking. There’s someone talking to him through the car radio. He’s sure o

  There’s no way this super handsome customer kept failing his dates.

Hyunjin picked up the stack of flyers and began shuffling through them, finally stopping at one with a sudden smile on his face. It was a fond sort of smile, one usually reserved for cute things like puppies; Seungmin was sure there was no club for that since dogs weren’t allowed on campus. Maybe it was dance? But he was already in his own team. The other boy presented the flyer with a flourish as Seungmin began to read

If there’s two earths, it could be a different me too.   lyrics from MY I (JUN X THE8)

Junhui was annoying. Very, very annoying. It’s not like Minghao likes him or anything.

Minghao was getting more and more frustrated each day.

Wonwoo deserved more than just chocolate for being Jihoon and Seungcheol's friend.

They’ve known each other practically forever; it made no sense for him to want to memorize every inch of the other boy’s face like it was his first and last time seeing it. Drip by drip, the fate of three boys were meant to converge sooner or later. All it took was Jaemin batting his long lashes at Mark and dragging Jeno along with him, on a road trip to escape the city heat. If only they could escape their feelings the same way, but then again, they never found the need to do that

It should be illegal for someone to be so cute.

Soonyoung has accepted that Jisoo and Jeonghan were a 2-in-1 package.

  Hwiyoung wasn’t good at talking to handsome guys. Nope, not at all. 

If anybody asked Junhui though, he would always actively go on and on about Minghao. Some Slytherins began to think he was a masochist. 

Boo Seungkwan had better things to do, but sparing time for Hansol didn't seem like such a bad idea. 

He's got a name on his skin, and somebody in his heart.

A new concept meant a new hair style for Jeonghan.

"I-it's just," Yanan sputtered, still in disbelief as he stared at their intertwined fingers, feeling the heat rise towards the tip of his ears. "I never imagined this happening." "I'm hurt, Yanan. I've thought about holding your hand a lot," Junhui replied cheerfully. 

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For some reason unknown to the both of them, someone on earth had ended up with a scrying mirror—specifically, the other half of Jaemin's set that he thought was just misplaced. He didn't think it would be sent to earth, of all places, and especially not in the room of one Mark Lee. 

Wen Junhui knew there was something about the boy inside his flower shop, he just couldn’t tell what, exactly.

For some reason, Mark ends up alone at Everland. (But not for long.)

"Juyeon doesn't know Hwall likes him," came the matter-of-fact reply from Sunwoo all the way over at the other end of the room. "Absolutely dense. Do you think he's being dense on purpose?" 

For Minghao to be good at his job of banishing evil spirits, his demon had to be equally good at summoning them. Wen Junhui was, inexplicably, bad at his job.

He wasn’t sure when the dreams started, nor why they did, or how Minghao came to be.

No matter what Min Yoongi did, things just seemed to lead him to Jungkook.

In which Minghao is jealous, Junhui loves cats, and Longguo does what he has to do.

Aliens. Minghao hated them.