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Hope behind a door" It's useless. Is it? It is. Sungyeol's love is written. It's not Myungsoo. It is not. It's useless, but love is Sungyeol. Sungyeol's love is not Myungsoo, but Myungsoo's Sungyeol. It's written. This is useless. Who cares.

tug it. If you catch it, it's yours "  001. The way our life goes.The point is, Sungyeol is so very much annoying with his don't touch me, bent down I'm your prince, you're a low-class, you don't deserve to walk next to me. His only response at all that coming out of his prince's mouth is a shrug of shoulders or if it's really getting him unnerved he would come up with rolling his eyes. Sungyeol's a torpedo of whines, a gray cloud that's ready to pour insults, a strongbox which contains . Sometimes Myungsoo thinks he is going to stop tomorrow. He'll let some demoniacal dog chew on the irritating guy's head and he'll come back in the castle saying that it was an attack that they didn't expect and god, he did his best to save Sungyeol,but all was futile when he was finally able to separate the demon from Sungyeol. Yet, with eyes half-lidded,thoughts twirling in his head and the breaths coming from Sungyeol singing the slightest and gentlest lullaby, he decides that Sungyeol's a selfish bastard, who has no shame, who shouldn't receive the crown, who should't reign because he might destroy everything that his father has worked for in his life and he's selfish and bastard and he shouldn't screw Myungsoo's life,soul and heart like this.  "

002. Because we're enough,two's a perfect number. He doesn't know what it is. No,wait, he knows what it is. This is. He knows what's going on inside his head, he knows what's going on inside Woohyun's head because they're brothers,close brothers and even though,they haven't met for almost two years, one look, a few words and he gets it. Now, Myungsoo doesn't understand this emotion he's feeling for his brother. They're dissipating and returning. He doesn't know why. But it has something to do with Sungyeol. He snorst, his mood,his life,his everything, has always something to do with Sungyeol.

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Waxing Moon "  He laughs when what he must do is ache for freedom,cry for pain and spit blood.  "

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Pink candies and bloody fangs "  'Stay here', Hyukjae pleaded. Why were they punishing him like this? He wasn't that bad after all. A jerk sometimes. Detestable mostly,but he wasn't totally bad. His badassness was medium.

Maybe, it's that the problem. It's just that people like him got the worst from life because he was in the middle part and being in the middle meant that he was positionating himself in none of the two parts. Nobody likes who doesn't go completely to the right or completely to the left.

They do not like medium.

Letting out a desperate sigh, Hyukjae was turning to walk away,but he immediately rotated his body back to Henry and pointed at him,stern look over his face, 'I'm not a terrorist. Most likely I am not a hero. Don't follow me. Don't even try because I'm dead serious..', his finger raised up to point menacingly at Henry, 'If you do follow me I'll assault you and your beloved Edward Cullen and Jacob Black won't be there to save you.' "

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mark me yours " 'He's the most naive person I've ever met', Byunghun said, patting Myungsoo's back. He gave him the sorry man look as if suggesting him to give up. Sungyeol's aspect wasn't unpleasant. He was kind of cute to tell the truth. But he knew Myungsoo and what Myungsoo wanted. Let's be blunt: .

There were zero possibilities that Myungsoo was going to obtain it from Sungyeol.

'I don't care', was the reply.

Byunghun frowned, 'You don't understand. He's afraid of darkness.The guy still needs to sleep with someone during night.'

Myungsoo smirked, 'Interesting'.

'Not in the ert way!' "

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