Baekhyuncentric (14 baekhyuncentric stories)
Baekhyun will make his debut soon with EXO. He meets a stranger who changes his whole life. He wants to meet him again, but never found him again. Years later when Baekhyun is a successful idol they meet again through coincidence. However the man whom he has been thinking about all this time, seems to have forgotten about their past. Or maybe the one he met now isn't the same from back then? This summary isn't so good, check the tags for a better understanding! The story will be mainl
This is a story about a boy who vowed not to fall in love anymore after so many girls rejected him, and the Descendant of the goddess of Love and Mischief took it as a challenge. And made boys fall in love with him. "I appreciate your feelings but I am as straight as a stick." Is he though? "Hello, mortal! I have heard what you said a while ago and get here as
Byun Baekhyun has to prove himself worthy of bearing the title of the next God of the Sun, so the other Gods and Goddesses agree that he should go through trials, one in the Dark Realm, one in the Human Realm, and another in the Sky Realm. Unbeknowst to him, there's a brewing tension in the heavens, and his own life is at risk. Follow his journey throughout the years as he struggles to return home, along with the help of the many people who love him.
It surprises Baekhyun that it really has been seven years since he's debuted with these eight other clowns. He doesn't know if he's proud of this milestone or he's scared- maybe it's a little bit of both.
Ever been to your own personal hell? Baekhyun has, and he'll be the first to tell you it isn't that fun.
Baekhyun gets the surprise of his life when he receives a love confession from an unknown number. He's about to just brush it off. But Jongdae, that bastard, decides it's an amazing entertainment.
I don’t know how long I stayed away afterwards. It felt like forever. I wanted to say something but the words just froze on the tip of my tongue. I don’t think it’s fair. I just wanted something in return. All I’ve ever wanted to do is please you, to make you happy. And yet I lay here night after night, waiting, watching; hoping that maybe tonight wo