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it's still cold up there on the roof of the entire apartment building, leaves drawing spirals and circles in the chilled autumn night, moonlight and starlight faintly igniting the ring of darkess around them. but in chanyeol's arms, with baekhyun's cheek pressed against where his heart is beating warm and steady, he feels like there's no other place he'd rather call home.
Leaders versus OT10...who wins?
And just like that, it's no longer raining.
-but if you asked me if i loved him -i'd lie
This way, when the car comes at us one year later, you won't push me away and leave yourself to die.
My angels are leaving, one by one.
luhan gives sehun a lot of almost-kisses. sometimes they're by the corner of his mouth, sometimes his forehead, sometimes his cheek, but luhan's lips never really land.
Chanyeol needs a boyfriend.
"Have you been here for a long time?" "No, I just got here too. I didn't wait too long."
---Come home soon, Kris. ---I will. ---Chicken still won’t be your style. ---Yeah. ---You’ll always be our cold city guy. ---Of course. ---EXO? ---We are one. ---And don't you forget it.---Come home soon, Kris.
The most popular post on EXO’s fan site after the interview airs: “I think Luhan-oppa might be secretly evil under his halo and angel wings.”
---Marry me? ---Okay.
His name is Kim Joonmyeon, and he’s turning twenty-three years old this May.
“Birth name, Huang Zi Tao. Birthday, May 2. Favourite saying: the world can’t make anything impossible for me.”
It becomes increasingly challenging to hold onto Baekhyun, and then just like that...he's gone.
Up high in the sky, a flock of birds streak past, not leaving even a trace of a shadow behind.
Their story starts, progresses and ends with the same pair of white Sony earphones.
“Hyung.” It comes out as more of a desperate cry than a word. “Don’t go, please-hyung, please, one more time, just one more time, just don’t go…don’t leave me alone again…don’t give up on us…hyung!“
Luhan takes Sehun’s hands in his own and just holds them, unable to speak. It hurts too much, seeing the person he loved most like this. Seeing him wanting to die. Seeing him lose hope.
In the misty, cold twilight, he thinks he hears: “EXO?” And he responds: “We are one.” He looks to the side, smiling, and finds himself reflected in the mirror. But he doesn’t see Minseok. He sees Xiumin.