A heart attack, Jongdae thought. A heart attack at such a young age.

Junmyeon has never been more proud in his entire life.

It was 2AM and rain was falling, but it’s alright, because he has someone to keep him warm.

 “I’m a freak, aren’t I,” Jungkook sobs suddenly, and Namjoon blinks in surprise.

Jongdae clings on to humor, because that’s all that he has left.

"Unique"; that’s exactly the word that fits Jang Hyunseung.

The waves glimmered crystal blue and the air smelled of salt and oil. The seagulls cried above their heads, as if bidding them farewell.

Raxeira (Galician) (n.) Line drawn by the sunlight on the floor as it filters through the window

Gemes (Japanese) (n.) The anger one feels inside but cannot find a way to express it

White. That's all that ever was.