Jongdae finds himself unable to act normally around Yixing, and tries to figure out why. Before he can come up with a explanation however, Luhan somehow finds it for him. Not knowing what to do, Luhan helps Jongdae try and at least overcome the awkwardness. "His mind keeps turning in circles, never getting past the why. Why can't he act normally around Yixing anymore?"""I have been feeling ... uncomfortable around Yixing-hyung lately," he confesses. Lu

Yixing is having problems writing his new comeback song so Luhan suggests him going out for a walk to look for inspiration. Yixing decides to take that walk in LA, back at home. Yixing found his inspiration California beautiful.  Jongdae, the surfer with dirty blonde hair, is what Yixing defined as California beautiful.

Yixing is just an overly jealous boyfriend. Sehun just wants to hang out with his funky hyung and maybe wraps his arm around said hyung all the time because it feels nice.

"You smell like oranges, the freshly squeezed kind." A ChenLay drabble.  

'Jongdae always felt drawn to the library. There were books, shelves upon shelves where he could immerse himself in, an air of serenity, near-silence, and, although he didn't want to admit it, him.'

footsteps sound across the linoleum of the kitchen floor, when they stop a door opens with a squeak and a soft gasp flies out of the man's mouth...

Summary: A 12 part series of photo inspired drabbles. Common theme 'Umbrella' Genre: (Changes per drabble) Pairing: 1-Baekhyun/Chanyeol 2-Joonmyeon/Kyungsoo 3- Yixing/Jongdae 4- Who's Next? Rating: PG-13 (for now) Warnings: I am a bit temperamental when I write. I have ideas but they can change with this said, all my stories can possibly have darker/angsty themes. This is just a simple warning that character death as well as suic

"You can study with Yixing!" Luhan exclaims, eyes widening to an alarming size.   My heart nearly stops, jumping up into my throat. He nods to himself, bouncing up and down as he tries to make himself more noticeable. I instantly shake my head in protest, a natural and quick reaction to his words.

In which we have Yixing and Jongae do cheesy things, because we all know there is not enough Chenlay in this world.

all kim jongdae did was destroy things and eventually he just came to accept it, embrace it, really. They live in a world where people are afraid of the unknown and jongdae has gotten used to it. but then there's zhang yixing, who is everything kim jongdae is not; self righteous, optimistic, a healer. it doesn't take long for kim jongdae to realize that he hates everything about zhang yi

Jongdae Drabbles.

Wherein Queen Heechul causes trouble and Jongin is not amused.

Jongdae and Yixing are friends. Then comes Luhan.

Σ  Chen is the school's math genius and great honour. Yixing is wondering why he even tries. He at math, he never understand any of the things that makes a beautiful laugh roll from the mouth he wants to have for himself, and why he's trying so hard at something he'll neve

Jongin is a simple sophomore who just wants to get through school smoothly. That is until he bumps into junior Park Chanyeol, with his smile and his deep voice. He says he doesn't like him but....come on. Who are we kidding here?   Helloooooo peoples! Another chaptered fic. I promise I won't start another fic until all of the others are finished but I had an idea  and I wanted to write. Okay so this is mostly Chankai but Xingdae and Kyungmyeon will be there a lot too. Sides are Krisha

He met him once. He met him twice. He met him countless of times. Yet he didn't know his name.   Title: And Jongdae Was His Name Length: 3272 words Genre: Fluff Rating: PG-13   Disclaimer: I do not own anything on this fic except for the plot.

  Tales of Lovers Eros, in Greek mythology, was the Greek god of love,

Jongdae tried. He tried and tried to be perfect. To be that person everyone wanted him to be. To be Chen. But Jongdae wasn't and would never be Chen. He hated Chen. And no one understood. No one except maybe Yixing. But he just made everything worse. Because Jongade loved Yixing. And he knew Yixing would never love him the same way.  

Perhaps and maybe, Jongdae has a crush on his fellow bandmate, Yixing. (Jongdae, of course, denies anything of the sort.) Perhaps and maybe, Yixing also has a slight crush on his fellow bandmate, Jongdae. (Yixing, of course, doesn't quite understand what he's experiencing.) Perhaps and maybe, they are both just stubborn and oblivious little s. (Luhan certainly agrees with that.)  

Say hi to Kim Minseok. He is your average student,  living on his own as he tries to balance work and college without messing 

Jongdae loves it when he has to go to the hair salon. Maybe it has something to do with the hairdresser himself, Zhang Yixing. Just maybe.

Jongdae is sick and Yixing has only 6 months left...

Short drabbles inspired by the song played on my Ipod placed on shuffle (so anything goes really). Rules: Finish the fic in time with the song. No extensions...stop writing when the song stops. This is so fun...you guys should try it especially for those who are having a major writer's block. I hope you'll enjoy reading ^^     Hello there! ^^ Hi I'm leunah23...a hardcore chenlay shipper but this is my first time writing about them :) 

Late nights like these were what made Jongdae love Yixing and their relationship together even more.

  Jongdae wasn't meant to find out.                  Jongdae wasn't meant to see him cry.                                       Jongdae wasn't meant to care.                                                          Jongdae wasn't meant to know.   

Chen likes his coffee black and Yixing always orders dessert.

Everyone in the school thinks that Kyungsoo hates chinese people.

Oneshot/drabble collection with various EXO pairings.

Yixing is addicted to both, his mate's scent and his kisses.  

Excerpt    “I've seen you.”   Another step follows.  “Only you.”   Jungae’s lip quivers the slightest.   “It's always been you, Xing-ah.”   The toes of her kitten heels are almost touching his worn-out sneakers.  Yixing makes no attempt to move away, instead gazing

What do you do when you accidently spill your whole life's secrets to your boss? . . . Well, .