What if one of the events planned for Yunho's and Changmin's fan meetings was a friend-calling session? What if the friend they were supposed to call was JYJ? How will they react? Will broken friendships be mend through this phone call or is DongBangShinKi destined to be two forever? [POST LAWSUIT FIC]

The white walls may have been the last sight they saw of each other but it was now transformed into the reason they were reunited together.

He barely hears Yunho anymore. The birds drown everything out with their singing. Fa-la-la-la. Fa-la-la-la. He feels his lips mouthing along.

PROMPT by gogumaboice_aktf : May I please request a dbsk army fic where Yun

"Be a silent puppet, they command, and let me manipulate the strings tied across your limbs. "

He used to love the sun so much, but now, it was nothing but a symbol of broken dreams and fading memories. No matter how bright the sunlight was on his skin, it still felt inexplicably dark. Coldness grips his heart. It freezes his insides and claims his soul. He barely feels like he is alive. He’s breathing but yet, he’s not. Perhaps, Junsu wonders, this is how you feel when you watch someone you love die each day. 

They thought all would be well once Yunho had awoke. They were mistaken. Yunho had not come out of the coma unscathed. Waking a few hours before, Jaejoong had been ecstatic and was literally jumping in joy, pecking Yunho's cheeks continuously, showering him with all the love and attention he could give, until Yunho opened his mouth to speak.

"The memories... they're all still there..." the faint voice echoed in the walls of his heart as Yunho closed his eyes, giving into the sudden fatigue that plagued him, "...you're just afraid to let them in..."

"Someday, I'll come back for you, Jaejoong, and when that happens we won't ever separate again." Forever, I promise.

"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but ourselves."- William Shakespeare

It was jealously that was getting them riled up but now he knew, that that jealously had stemmed from insecurity and that insecurity had always been the problem in the relationship they had. 

Thirteen years since they've signed under the company. Two years they've spent being on hiatus. Now that their contracts have finally come to an end, would they stay with their company or would they pack their bags up and leave? The bonds of friendship that had formed among them that very day marked the start of a new beginning that was so strong it had already overcomed the obstacles of time, or had it

A cloudless sky; a wisp of breath; a cologne scent, that's how I know you are here with me. Saranghae Yunho yah...

“The trouble is not really in being alone, it's being lonely. One can be lonely in the midst of a crowd, don't you think?” ― 

de·ni·al  (dĭ-nī′əl)

Reflections are said to be the image of your soul but what happens when your reflection becomes someone you don't know?

Moving on is as painful as it looks and as excruciating as it feels..

DBSK's 10th anniversary fic. 'Nuff said. XD

Firearms. The conflict started with fireams; and it ended with firearms. It was a never ending vicious cycle.

Song fic for Paradise. :) “Give me one last hug Give me one last kiss  I don’t want you to go please 너만 있으면 돼 ”

"It's so hard to lose the one you love, to finally have to say goodbye. You try to be strong but the pain keeps holdin' on and all that you can do is cry." -When the last teardrops fall, BLAQUE

To think that the things that we are desperately trying to erase are the things we remember the most.  To think that the thing that used to be a blessing now turned out to be nothing more than a curse.  To think that our lov

A short peek in the life of Jung Yunho and his lover Kim Jaejoong.

A promise made when they were five years old. A promise fulfilled at the very last moment.

Two negatives made a whole. Two sufferings together was negligible. It was just that simple.

"Let's have a challenge, hyung." Kyuhyun proposed, the feral grin still plastered on his face.   Yunho stared back at him coldly.   "What challenge?" he questioned,

"The feeling of falling in love with someone, it’s like snowflakes drifting gently, continuing to pile up higher and higher."

Sometimes, time passes us by too swiftly, leaving us grappling for air with life's twists and turns. However, as the clock ticks down to the very last seconds of your life, as the past is revisited and present ruined, can broken hearts began to mend and wounds began to heal? Close your eyes, clasp your hands together, and let us always keep the faith down to the very last bit.

"Friendships are not forged easily these days. It's a sacred bond formed only when the right people meet at the right time and even so, it requires fate to do its last bit of magic." A birthday fic for our dearest Yoochun shii. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

A gentle breeze blew by and tickled the strands of Yoochun's hair, rustling the leaves strewn on the pavement, causing them to dance in the air for a few moments.   "What rise must fall, what begins must end."