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 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..."

Changmin asks Jaejoong the most difficult question of all time.

Based on Yunho's memorable kiss in Taxi. My take on what truly happened that time. :)

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

All hell breaks loose when the Dong Bang boys disrupt Yunho's sleep with their loud squabbles.

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

"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

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

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. 

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

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.

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

A letter from a fan... A start of a trip down the memory lane..

Yunho sees his favourite tattoo of all

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.

The meaning of always keep the faith.

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.

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. 

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

Yunho's voice was muffled as Changmin suddenly pressed his lips against Yunho, enticing him to open his mouth so that he could let his tongue through.   "Shim Changmin, what are you doing?" Yunho hollered as he pushed Changmin away violently, his expression a mask of shock. "Are you d

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

The night when JYJ walked away from HoMin..

Dong Bang Shin Ki is one big family and families do not stop loving one another just because they were separated. They love one another all the more because of the seperation.

"No one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky." -Bob Dylan Three times they saw the sky. Three different

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