Sieun missed Hwitaek doing the little things in their relationship, but she suddenly finds out that it was built on a foundation of lies. Will Hwitaek be able to start a new slab or will the original foundation just stay put?

Hwitaek calls Kierra, but she's busy with work stuff and needs to get it complete. She finally calls her boyfriend back and learns why he called her in the first place.

"Yah, yah, yah!" Hwitaek's voice interrupts our embarrassment. "What the hell is going on?" Jinho flies off me. "It's not what it looks like, I swear!"

Kisu had been acting different ever since their last trade had been a fail yet Jinhong reassured you that as the leader he was having everything under control. Or: When the betrayer gets betrayed.

Kisu is a young boy who preferes to be alone than making friends. One night he goes out in a bar to relax, but on his way there he meets suddenly someone. Soemone who will change his life. (The fic is better than the description)

Yuto was well aware that they're just worried, but why did the hyungs have to be embarrassing?

Taking it to the next level is still a challenge when you're not sure if you're ready to venture out again when certain thoughts still keep you thinking about it. Then again, going forward is usually the only way to ever really see something for more than it is when it's obviously been right in front of you. It's always great when the other person makes you feel more about yourself to wanting to be wi

Chaeyeon and Chaewon have moved on from their ex-boyfriends, yet they somehow keep on coming back. Not sure what they can do except repeat the same words over and over to tell them that they're done and won't return to them at all. Somehow along the way, both girls end up getting help by their step-brother's friends that they've only offically met a week ago. They just hoped it doesn't worsen the situation even more.

In which Jinho is half trying to get into shape and half trying to get into his personal trainer's pants, but will settle for being able to carry his groceries from the shop to the car without needing a pit stop. “You can’t be that out of shape!” Wooseok cries, from where he’s perched on top of their sedan and waiting for Jinho to finally make the trek over. “I carried almost all of the bags! You had like a carton of eggs and two bananas!”