In the middle of the cold winter night, Jinki left him, never to return.

With their busy lives and schoolwork, it's hard to find time altogether, but a game night is exactly what they all needed.

a sudden story inspired by a recent event. I and my cousin are talking about heartaches, and this story comes to mind.  

In which Taemin screwed up Lucifer and needs an excuse to escape a death preach Lee Jinki.

There was a little boy in his neighborhood with a sunshiny smile and softest baby hands in the world. 

Best friends Jinki and Taemin spend another afternoon together like they usually do, but a shocking confession turns their whole world upside-down.

Taemin was disappointed to his boyfriend. Was Jinki really losing his interest to him? What if there is really something about to happen?!                   > it’s been a while since I uploaded an ff, hope you all like it  

Taemin tries to come to terms to the loss of his one true love, Jinki.  *tw: angst, violence, suicide      

It is my first fanfiction in English cuz it's not my first language! *clap clap* I hope you'll like it TT

Jinki saw the world in a kaleidoscope of colours. Shapes and shades all dancing together, turning inside a little contained hurricane. Distorted shapes and objects all fragmented into artwork, something so lovely. This is how the world seemed when you’re in love. And was Jinki ever.