Himchan hyung is sick... but the cherry flavoured disgusting liquid and the bitter white Smarties aren't enough to cure him.  

                Choi Junhong and his friends were tired of being restricted, so when Daehyun recommends that they makes fake IDs and sneak into a bar, that’s just what they do. It’s there that Junhong meets the interesting bartender, Bang Yongguk. The pair try their luck on dinner, and decide they want to see each other again. They had never been closer. However, summer must end and Junhong must part ways with him. His senior year doesn't seem to allow that.

The moment you've been waiting for the most...   Was not this kind of feeling...   I know that you wanted this my Prince...

  “I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” 

Jongup returns home after 3 years in the States. Himchan thinks he has changed. AU. drabble/one-shot. fluffflufffluff. 

Jongup was sick. Too sick to do anything, but not sick enough to warrant any serious treatment. He just wasn’t allowed to do anything. The group had several radio show appearances over the next week, and Jongup insisted that they attend and not worry about him. He could handle himself well enough to be alone for a couple hours.

I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete - I came across a fallen tree I felt the bran

they'll never tire of each other, but they definitely tire everyone else. 

Jongup's mother dragged him to one of her clients home but  what if he got more than  he bargined for... What if he finally discovered what it meant to be truly happy? 

It's an obsession, a sickness, a disease. HimUp | Drabble | Angst    A/N: This is my first B.A.P fic. I really didn't want to write angst first, but...OTLI kinda wrote this in 10 minutes, so I'm sorry it isn't so great

Yongguk is getting married to Junhong. Himchan's world is falling apart. Best Friends Since Elementary.  

Drabbles and some ideas that pops inside my head needs a place.... so I'm thinking to write it down here..

A series of oneshots inspried by the Japanese version of Oneshot.

I had an idea so there you go :) Comments are very much welcomed since this is my first fanfic ever. So please tell me your opinion!! ^^

Since his mother's death seven years ago Moon Jongup has lived with Kim Himchan who has shielded him from the world. But suddenly, the world seems out to destroy all he's ever known of this man, and Himchan will do anything to keep the boy just where he belongs: in his care, safe and sound.

Jongup has returned to his old school to watch a musical set on by them. His sister's in the band of the school so it was time he returned to watch this year's production. During the break of the play he meets his old teacher and a wave of memories come over him.

Jongup is a notorious ninja. He was missioned to kill Himchan,but he didnt. And now he has to pay for the price.

Perfect Love is any time you love unconditionally, without selfish intent, without concern for personal gain. If someone makes you miserable more than they make you happy, it doesn’t matter how much you love them, you need to let them go. Most people cheat because they are paying more attention to what they are missing, rather then what they have     Where Jongup is extremely sen

After a heartbreak can Jongup find a new love? Himchan is devastated to find out his one and only true love cheating, can he recover and find love?  Can Youngjae and Daehyun help their best friends and what will happen with their own lives once they meet? Can new love bloom?  

What My Heart Tells Me To Do [마음이 시키는 일]  

“Mommy, stop!” Youngjae screeched, trying to push the elder’s face away while laughing uncontrollably. At last, Himchan let the energetic male go, grinning as he watched his son trundling back to Yongguk, who was looking considerably bored.

The most interesting information comes from children, for they tell all they know and then stop.   - Mark Twain      

      A story in which Himchan and Jongup just wanna lay in for the day.            

Himchan teaches Jongup how to drive and hitting the curb is the least of their worries.    A dumb short story~ Enjoy ^^ 

Originally written for thenewlondoner as part of TheBrownieBunch B.A.P Fic Exchange on LiveJournal.    Jongup isn't sure that Himchan is as invested in this as he is.

This is the goddamn hell called retail work. Welcome to BAP-MART. (Not associated with WALMART, pfft, no.) Forget about frilly coffee shops that seem to be everywhere in Seoul.