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They started this for just simple fun, then it became a part of their rebellion against parents and now, all this time later the boys are still together and deeply in love. This night is not different at all as Donghun pays his usual midnight visit to Junhee, not that he minds this unchanging habit of the older.
He was fed up with with how his mother acted and he made the final decision. That night he packed up and left to start a new life with him. (originally posted on ao3)
Yuto is a seemingly perfect and popular guy in his school: he is handsome, tall, plays in the school's sport teams and he has and an also handsome boyfriend. Only Hwitaek knows what's hiding under the cold mask on his face, only he knows what's hiding in his heart. (Second title: Again and again) ((Repost from my ao3))
Donghun and Junhee were friends since high school. They are now roommates, studying at the same university, Jun one grade under his black haired friend. The university, nonstop essay writing, tutoring, exhausting dance practices and the younger's recently weird behaviour makes Donghun overly busy and worried. One night after the dance class he finds out why Junhee acts so out of place around him. (repost from ao3)
They have been in a relationship for quite a while now, but coincidences happen. Feelings haunting, memories emerging once again, promise being made and being broken, mistakes were made, confused hearts met and in the end he was here. In front of him, unable to forget those honey sweet memories, unable to erase the pain, forget fatal mistakes and pride too big to set aside, making it impossible to forget. (repost from ao3)
Xu Minghao accepts a new job and an unexpected new problem with it. (Repost from ao3)
Hansol and Seugkwan meet after two long weeks because university made their lives a bit complicated. (Repost from my ao3)
Minghao felt warmth and pain for the first time but he was afraid to tell it to the person who made him feel. He waited for the last minute to confess, and of course a little help from a friend is always good. (Repost from my ao3)