“Please don’t give me that crappy ‘I accept you for who you are’ speech.” Jongin looks away, unable to bear the intensity of Sehun’s piercing gaze. “I’ve heard it enough to last a lifetime.”

In which Kim Jongin meets a figure from the past.

In which there is a world parallel to our own.

Sehun dreams of chasing butterflies between the moon and the city lights.

A  series of unrelated oneshots based on random writing prompts and songs. May contain rated stuff, but I'll be sure to label properly.