Changkyun had really messed up… like really, really messed up. He was only 18, just started college, just started his new job, and here he is… pregnant. He didn’t know what to do, but maybe, just maybe, things would get better by the day and in the end, he will be okay. “Nothing had happened, solely the established fact that we were friends, becoming better by the day. The only thing we'd ever be because we were both so terribly scared to do anything about it.” - Lauren Cagliola Green

REGISTER   Title || Pairing || Genre || TW Chapter 1 - Four Seasons || Kihyun/Changkyun || Romance/Angst || - Chapter 2 - I Have Your Name

In which Jooheon is training to be a pre-school teacher but doesn't think he's ready for kids of his own.  Unfortunatly for him he isn't left with much choice in the matter when he finds out he's pregnant.  Also featuring boyfriend Changkyun, who does his best to convince him everything is going to be fine. With appearances from Kihyun the nursery manager who has a very obvious crush on their occassional handyman and refuses to admit it; Hyunwoo the occassional handyman who is

Changkyun had something happen in his past the only thing is that he doesn't remember what. To top it off he feels like there is something majorly wrong with him like at times he feels the need to destroy anything in his path and at other times he's too timid and all his senses are so much sharper then others. His abilites too. He just can't understand then he meets Jooheon who thinks he's just weird guy. Will anyone ever understand him and show him that differences don't really matter?

    And “it” could have been anything: confusion, anger, passion, love. Whatever “it” was, it was more than anything Hyungwon had felt in the past 19 years.  

He didn't believe in love, that right? That's until he met Hyungwon at a party, he didn't know how it happened or why it happened butwhen their lips connected, the whole world stopped, they were one. But, not all happy things are mean't to last and they knew this, soon everything crumbled down piece by piece. Leaving Hoseok taking his last breath, killing the other slowly.

Everything was Lee Hoseok's fault. One day Hyungwon started throwing up lillies. Ever since then things have been spiraling out of control.   Hyungwonho AU, Hanahaki trope

They fall asleep sticky and worn out in each other’s arms, Hyungwon knows he’s going to regret not getting cleaned up in the morning, but he doesn’t mind it as much right now in Hoseok’s embrace.

Bro's before hoes, right?   @Hyungwonologist  l      2017

Falling in love with strawberry lips... Hoseok is a college student who lives a lonely life surrounded by friends- who are all in happy, working relationships. He wants to experience love like that, but his past abusive relationship prevents him from opening up and trusting people who aren't his close friends. Through a fatefully misfortunate accident, a mysterious (gorgeous) man named Hyungwon barges into Hoseok's life and he finds himself stuck between his trauma of the past and his

   Hyungwon has a panic attack at a party. He is comforted by Lee Hoseok. This my be the light in his otherwise dark life.

Wonho was giggling like a child and he couldn’t sleep and looked at Wonho “What is it hyung?” “Hyungwon, do you know your gay name?” Hyungwon was taken aback at the sudden question.

Being an idol is hard. Being a gay idol is harder. But being a gay idol and stuck in the same group as the man of your dreams is downright torture. For Hyungwon, every day is a struggle as he discovers and tries to come to terms with the fact that he just might like Wonho a little more than he should...

Collection of One Shots. There will be different groups. One per day till Christmas. One shots are gonna be short. :,)

"It is hard to be accused of manipulation when really it's a scream of LOVE."   (c) Diana Mcqueen

There are three pauses in Hyungwon's life. The one before ten years slip between his fingers on the edge of a skyscraper, the two sets of eyelids his hand brushes closed under the flash of headlights on the street, and the three words he tapes onto a pen placed into a brown box that lights up a smile on a black-vested sentry who wants to reverse the clockwork scars bleeding out his chest.