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A series of stand alone stories of Kim Joonmyeon and Kim Jongdae.
Jongdae is a third-year music major, the fifth wheel in his group of friends, and there’s no formula to help him solve the only problem he cares about in chemistry: He has a hopeless crush on the teaching assistant. * In chemistry, a nonpolar bond occurs when the electronegativities of two atoms are equal.
A little insight on how Suho truly feels for Chen, but to understand him, we must go back to the beginning.
They were called spirits, embodiments of certain properties of earth, manifestations of abilities lost to mankind. Lightning, water, fire, light, wind, earth, and ice. The lost arts of flight, healing, time control, telekinesis, and teleportation. These were the spirits that used to roam the world, hidden to the human eye, lonely except for the comfort of each other. And they all loved, loved dangerously and passionately, loved until their own destruction.
Joonmyeon falls in love at the coffee shop....
(Warning!: Mention of self harm) One wrong move, and that's all it takes to bring down Kim Jongdae. He was one of the most popular kid in school, but not
Once upon a time, someone had spun Jongdae’s heart too fast, the hands fell off and the springs popped out. Once upon a time, Jongdae’s world threatened to collapse. Once upon a time, someone fixed it. So this is my first ever fic in this site \o/ I have posted the exact same
"I never loved you, Junmyeon. You're such a fool to believe me."
In which Jongdae is a Starbucks barista and Junmyeon is a money machine with no beliefs in soulmates. A tune intertwines the two.
For finding out that he can’t remember anything upon waking up, Jongdae’s handling his amnesia situation pretty well. Probably because this really cute doctor decided to take care of him. Done for the chenpionship fic round 2014 on Livejournal.
Joonmyun keeps being woken up in the middle of the night by his drunk roommate who can't seem to find his own bed. A story in which Joonmyun falls slowly but all at once for Jongdae as he warms up to the idea that maybe Jongdae comes to his bed for a reason. Completely self-indulgent.
It’s Autumn, and Jongdae, the spirit of Dosan Park, is in the process of painting the leaves in hues of orange, yellow, and red. A young man who comes to visit the park every day seems particularly pleased with his work.