Woojiho (326 woojiho fanfics)
Jiho can't sleep, but Yukwon is there to help.
B.A.P goes fishing.
Zico a.k.a Woo Jiho the arrogantly handsome Kingka of Stardom University has a new target in mind... And her name is... Kwon Jin Ae...
Ahn Hyebin’s life has always been dark. Her father died shortly after she was born, and in order to raise her and her elder brother Jaehyo, their mother had to work three jo
Coffee, motivational quotes, and pick up lines.
"Progressively I remember you with every hearbeat of my weak heart." -Woo Ji Ho. Forgive me if you see something out of the ordinary or something if you do not understand. English is not my first language. Do not hesitate to tell me any error to edit it.
He's a very talented singer and producer. Young and handsome. Someone whose fame just keeps rising every day. Everybody wants to get associated with him. He's confident on the outside, but the truth is he's very self-critical. He takes things seriously. Sometimes, too seriously. She's a member of a very popular girl group. Dubbed as the prettiest, but most untalented of the four. She's mainly just doing
Kyung put both hands on his face, released a shuddering breath. His plan had been so good. He would get the portrait and avoid his assassin. But no. Of course one of the watchmen had to trip, twist his ankle and mess up Kyung‘s carefully arranged time schedule. He could have still have made it out with the portrait, unarrested (they still hadn‘t noticed its abscence) and alive. No doubt, whoever his assassin was or who hired them was powerful. Scratch that, Kyung was 99% that he knew exactly
Kyung was half lying on his back, half leaned back against the headrest of Jiho‘s bed. Zico had one arm thrown over Kyung‘s stomach, hand holding his phone, some old movie flickering over the screen. Kyung held a novel, lazily turning pages from time to time. He marked his current page and set his book down, looking at a point over Jiho’s shoulder.
"You need to lock your goddamn door, Jiho.", Kyung mutters under his breath as he shoulders the door, indeed unlocked, to his friend's studio open. In one hand he carries a giant bag of Japanese takeout, the other one holding his phone. "You don't hear anything with your headphones on!" Kyung dumps the takeout where Jiho can't see it yet and flops onto the couch at the back of the room. [A small piece of uncompleted Zikyung fl
"AHN SOHEE" - Senior of Seoul High. - Raised by her grandparents.
"My love, the moment I set my eyes on you... It felt like hitting the jackpot." I trembled as he whispered into my ear, sending chills down my spine. A shaky breath escaped my lips when he yanked me closer to him by my chin, grinning like a mad man. Or maybe he is mad, after all. Tears threatened to fall as they pool around my eyes, blurring my vision. "Aw don't cry, doll. I won't be leaving you alone, ever."
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