Bae Joohyun can't sleep, so a drive or two at night wouldnt hurt, right? Except a certain Seungwan wouldn't let her. Late-night drive AU. 

I hope you know I love you, even when there's nothing after this. I'll love you into eternity, so here's to our tomorrow that doesn't exist.   

  "Jungkook," She starts. "Have you ever thought about us?"             He let out a forced laugh and looked at her. "Are you serious?"     

Kim Hyunjin confessed to her best friend Jeon Heejin but she was slightly turned down, she told it to her friend Jinsoul who knows exactly what to do in order for Hyunjin to win Heejin's heart.

I'm greedy for your love- yjh I know I can't love someone as much as I loved you once- csc

 "I wrote this before I met you. I guess this song was meant for you." said Taehyung Jimin felt his heart is about to melt.

Jihyo's exhausted, but she can't sleep, not while Dahyun is inches away, colorful hair a surprisingly well-blended addition to the moonlight hanging cold and keen over her features, all soft and angled and all too beautiful. She doesn't look anymore, and she doesn't touch either (because such a lovely image isn't hers anyway) but it's there. (Simply: Jihyo is pining and it kinda hurts, because she's far too responsible to be selfish)

Happy BIRTHDAY KIM JONGDAE!!!! TO YOU! YOUR VOICE AND YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE!!! <3 <3 <3 <3  BECAUSE OF YOU I LIKE PINK NOW... :*   

Joon flirts with everything that breathes. Jinki gets jealous.

    My first fanfic and it’s an Almighty Key one shot. Yay! I’m happy!

In which Baekhyun thinks that some things can wait. Chanyeol says time waits for no one.

Yang Hyunsuk forbids Jiyong and Seunghyun from being too close.  "It'll ruin the group" he assumes. 

Yang Hyunsuk forbids Jiyong and Seunghyun from being too close.  "It'll ruin the group" he assumes. 

He was never an ordinary boy. Some things just stood out. It was like spotting a yellow flower in the midst of green meadows, discovering a diamond in a pile of stones, and like finding an angel in a crowd of commoners.

December 5, 2012. I went to the flower shop again. The one next to our favorite bubble tea cafe. The floral shop was the same as always. Bright and happy with the arrangement of beautiful colors from the different flowers. I went straight for the white roses. His favorite. The clerk made sure to wrap up the dozen of flowers in a neat boquet. "For a friend?" she asked. "Yes, my best friend." I replied with a smile. After I said my goodbyes, I made my journey to the one place I felt was the m