A collection of 30 small drabble/oneshots that link up to form the story of life long friends and loves, Cha Hakyeon and Jung Taekwoon

Hakyeon has a secret, one he can never tell anybody else and he is tired. He's tired of his heart not beating the way it should.

Hakyeon indulges in Taekwoons affetion. He lives and breathes for the love of the other, for the secret stares he recieves, the tenderness shared between them. He ignores the heartbroken stares that weigh heavily on him, that turn the loving stares in burdens due to the hurt they are causing. Hakyeon knows his selfishness is killing the other, that it is tearing him apart yet he still indulges until the other can't take. Hakyeon knows how to fix this, to fix the hurt his selfishness has cause

Hakyeon was tired and stressed. So were the rest of the band. Hakyeon snaps and it haunts him, hurts him to see how his attitude is destroying them, destroying his beloved members happines. When Taekwoon wakes up Hakyeon's gone with only a note to explain why. Taekwoon leaves voicemails for his leader, praying he'll come home but after six months he is starting to lose hope of ever seeing the other again.

Hakyeon was getting strong day by day, slowly building up his confidence in himself with the help Taekwoon, one of the only positive lights in a sea of negativity that came with being an idol. But there's only so much Hakyeon can believe, only so many compliments he can hear from Taekwoon before the truth reveals its self in front of the mirror. The mirror that never lies to Hakyeon like the world does. Taekwoon believes in Hakyeon's ability to get better, to see himself the way Taekw

I was already gone to the place deep in my mind. The world I’d created when Hangeng had left. The one Kyuhyun had saved me from and then left me to crawl back to. The world filled with monsters around every bend and voices that mocked me. The world that killed love. Was our love even alive? Or was it always destined to die? Sequel to

Himchan was never beautiful. That was until he let someone light the darkness created in his mind.

Just a few drabbles that come from the prompts I've gotten on my tumblr. You can send me request there for some. I write any pairing for the following groups Super Junior B.A.P Vixx CNblue SHINee Big Bang

Himchan can't sleep. The weight of the world becoming to much to put his chaotic mind to sleep.

Hakyeon used to believe in the happy ending's he read in his fairytales and the happy endings that caused his heart to saor when they fell from the lips of the man he trusted his heart to. But Hakyeon learned the hard way that fairytales are only for fairytales and the lucky ones, and that the white knight the white horse can sometimes be the most horrifying monster in disguise. Taekwoon listen to the voiceless, he gives them the words they dare not speak for fear of the backlash.

The day came when they were simply too tired to carry on anymore. All except one who disappeared, leaving behind broken hearts and worried minds, one heart being more broken then the others

Junhong loved his Umma, even if Himchan wasn't his biological Umma, he was the person he cared about most (even over his own Appa sometimes). Junhong would do anything for his Umma, so when he fell ill with a rare disease he even became his air and his soilder

Hakyeon will always have the guilty feeling of never being able to love anyone else because he already gave his heart away...gave it away to his best freind

                   Cha Hakyeon had never been a creature of solitude. His world, his life, his happiness came from being surrounded by other people. People that laughed at his stupid jokes and ruffled his hair in the hallways if they thought he looked sad. Hakyeon wasn’t a person that liked dark corners and silence. He had times when he needed to be away from the people that surrounded him but if that was the cases he would be online talking to his online friends that lived in Busan. Ha

Himchan had been young when he first heard that bad things come in three' yet he never expreinced it until now. He never knew how much a heart could break in the space of a week, starting with his hand and having to withdraw from promotions. Yongguk was always watching, waiting in the background for the moment his best friend would become weak enough to finally need him but he didn't expect it to be so heart breaking

When Taekwoon's best friend, his first pet, pass away after thirteen years Haykeon becomes determined to do anything to cheer his silent boyfriend up

Himchan plans to spend the the day watching Ps I Love You and stuffing his face with the maknae's hidden stash of junk food but someone else has a different plan for him in mind

 This story is set after 'Behind the smile' Taekwoon and Hakyeon were happy, happier now that they'd talked about everything. Taekwoon was convinced that they were in this together, that all of Hakyeon's fears and problems were shared, that he was stressing alone. Hakyeon didn't want to let Taekwoon down, didn't want Taekwoon to leave him

 Taekwoon had always wondered what the Leader of their rokie group hid behind the bright smile. He always had an achinjg feeling in the pit of his stomach as other critised the Leader. Hakyeon was always wearing a bright smile that caught peoples attention, making them believe there was nothing more to him then an over excited roookie, but what is the truth behind his smile?

Lots of things can happen behind locked doors in the dark. Heechul finds himself battling against a monster only he can see. The other members put it down to Hangkuyung leaving. They're all tyring to get over the loss of their precious china man. No notices just how far Heechul is falling. Only Kyuhyun can see and hear Heechuls whimpers in the nights, his glazed over gaze, but is Kyuhyun enough to save Heechul from what goes on behind locked doors? Or is Heechul to remain a victim of his ow

With Yongguk gone, the world just isn't the same. It isn't as appealing or wonderful.

  Fifteen minutes is all he gets. Fifteen minutes is all it takes for a world to fall apart. Fifteen minutes to say goodbye to the one you love.

Unlike the soft ending that rang out from under my delicate fingers, we ended in a mess of broken and twisted sharps and flats and broken chords, hitting all the wrong notes on the way down. We never had a proper ending, no closer or comfort, just pain and dark melodies composed of our tears.