Poemfic (36 poemfic stories)
A HunHan story based on a very touching poem. He didn't get mad, he didn't throw him out, he didn't forget to understand him, he didn't and he can't contain the green-eyed monster. He didn't do a lot of things, including this.
I know a girl from a lonely street,
Taeyeon wished Tiffany would know of her true feelings. A misunderstanding that led to a huge fuss, soon separated the two. She had told everything she thought would make the other turn around so that they would be okay.
a tale (told in poem form) of two different people, in a turbulent time and land that forbids love between those as different as them and yet, as similar as them. Will they fight against all odds, or will they wait for a thousand years?
Chanyeol feels different and he wishes he had a special someone. (in Chanyeol's POV)
*glances around and checks to see if INFINITE, SHINee, f(x), 2NE1, or any other groups I like are spying on me* Well, I guess the coast is clear and I'm apparently doing this. Uh, hello everyone! Author-nim Fe is here with another one-shot for another K-Pop group.
I am Sehun, Unsociable, But not cold. I don’t like talking, Unless I know you. So stay away.
my first story! i'm still not sure how to aff, so i'm pretty positive i've made a lot of some mistakes. any expectations? lower them into the earth, and leave them buried alongside millenium-old dinosaur fossils, because i'm certain you'll be disappointed. enjoy :
Aku menunggu dan terus menunggu Saling tak tumpah jejaka tak laku Apa yang ditunggu aku tak tahu Yang pasti aku terus disitu, kaku
A promise made under the moonlight...
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I'm happy, you know...
Is remembering truly a blessing? Is forgetting truly a curse? What are memories for? Should they be buried deep? Should they be uncovered?
I never write anymore. But tonight I do. And I write under the name of you. Who always had been my muse.
In which Baekhyun has a push and pull experience between fantasy and reality. The Poetry is narrated by Baekhyun.
People say memories are like dandelions; blown by the time and gone with the wind, forgotten. And Baekhyun caught himself desperate to recall those blown dandelions back.