“When will your life be fun, Mark Lee?” “Maybe when you stop asking it to be, Johnny Seo,” He retaliated, earning a good natured laugh from the older who accompanied him all the way to the seats of the hall. “And my life isn’t boring.” “Name me one thing that’s interesting other than soccer.” Lee Donghyuck. The kid who sings. The kid who is sarcastic. And the kid who doesn’t care about how many people know he’s gay. 

❁ kingdom/ruler fanfiction ❁ ❋ oc x na jaemin ❋ "what are you doing with a white carnation anyway?" "from what i could recall, it represents innocence. it can also be interpreted as pure love, depending on what meaning you want to put into it." jaemin grinned.  he had chosen the perfect flower.

Mark volunteers to drive Donghyuck to his house to pick up some stuff he needs.

in which mark and donghyuck raise their little sunflower together.

I never forget mentioning your name everynight in my prayer. I pray to God, wishing He could returns you to me.

Donghyuck didn't expect waking up in an unknown place with nothing but his phone with him. But it was fine, mark was there to help him. To save him...right?

the whole world is full of soulmates.   some find their other half, some don’t and simply fade away, some get really sick if their soulmate does not love them back.   but what happens when two most rarest soulmates meet each other? will they manage to get along after a pretty bad first impression of each other, or will their lives just fall apart?

"and i loved him for every bit of him and for every shade that he was." in which mark lee falls in love with lee donghyuck over the summer ▪lowercase intended

[ COMPLETELY REWRITING ] "ɪᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɴᴏ sᴇɴsᴇ. ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴅɪᴅ. ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏ ʀᴇᴀʟ." -ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ; -sʜɪᴛᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪɴɢʏ ᴀғ; ᴀᴠᴀɪʟᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏɴ: • ᴀʀᴄʜɪᴠᴇ ᴏғ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ @sᴇᴀɢᴜʟʙʀᴏᴡs (ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ sᴏᴏɴ) • ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ @hyucksliqht

Loosely inspired by Monsta X' Lost in the dream Other people viewed An Jaemi as an average student: she had normal grades, had minimum contact with her classmates and lived alone in an apartment owned by her parents, as they often travelled to other parts of the country on business trips. Sometim

Johnny just innocently walks by his youngest son's room when he hears it. He is not at all snooping or spying on his youngest baby. He would never. He trusts his son and respects Donghyuck's privacy. Johnny will never be a over-bearing, over-protective psycho parent micro-managing his kid's every move. That's just messed up. But then again as he hears a groan of discomfort and a whiney, "it hurts" coming from inside that closed doored room all that goes out the window.