Jonghyun and Key spend some time together in Prague. The world is cold, but they have each other to keep warm.

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Jonghyun thought he never had a chance. Key thought that all opportunities had already passed him by.  Imagined impossibilities melt away and things become effortless.

There were days when Jonghyun would walk home from the coffee shop in the rain.  Today wasn't one of those days.  He sat on a couch on the second floor looking over into the garden.  There was a greenhouse in the garden, it was mostly used to grow some of the herbs that were used for drinks among other things, but today he saw something new in there.  There was a boy, around his age, watering the plants inside.  The rain had turned to mist, and his view

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After more than seven years of pent-up thoughts and feelings for Key, Jonghyun wasn't keeping any more secrets.

A lot of things happen between the sips of Kibum's morning coffee.

If Kibum woke up in the middle of the night to an empty bed, Jonghyun was always in his little studio down the hall.

Kibum was tired and lonely. There had to be something missing.

Jonghyun doesn't appreciate when alone time with his master is interrupted

Inspired by Jonghyun's Skeleton Flower.

Jonghyun and Key enjoy a bubble bath after comeback preparations. 

It was months before debut and Jonghyun and Kibum had a day to themselves.

Key was angry and frustrated because Jonghyun was his everything. Jonghyun was frustrated and angry because Key couldn't see that he was the only person he could see.

With worries about BASE, there is only one person who can put Jonghyun at ease. That person is Key.  

Love was something that had never come to his mind before Key came along. Jonghyun always kept himself secluded, away from everyone else, so when Key came along, it was not easy to adjust. He still kept his distance from the beautiful boy, but he was always aware of him. He knew what was happening though. It was like walking into the calmer part of the water, but then getting dragged out to the middle of the ocean in a riptide. But that's just falling in love, isn't it?

Minho tells Taemin what his heart is saying.

"Don't you ever wish we'd tried?" Key said, looking up at the night sky.  "I wish it every day." Jonghyun whispered, sitting on the grass next to his best friend.  "It wouldn't have worked out, Jjong."  "I'd like to think it would've. I still think it would, I just regret not ever giving us a try."  Key couldn't help but look back on their past, all the heart ache they shared because they knew they were in love with each other.  Love was a wonderful, be

And without Kim Jonghyun, there would be no more Kim Kibum.

"Jongie, c'mon. Get on with it, it's only me, you don't have to be nervous."  "Key, c'mon. I can't get on with it, it's you, of course I'm nervous." He said mimicking my tone.  His nerves seemed to have calmed down a bit, joking around always helped, and he leaned back on the door, closing it behind him.  "So, did you write me another song?" I thought back to how he had confessed to me, and I couldn't help but hope it was.  "No, it's not another song, this was

"Guys! Seriously! Not on the couch!" I was ready to rip my hair out, I would not stand witness to their drunken make out session! "Give them a break, Jjong!" Key laughed brightly, smiling at the two.  "Are you serious? Shouldn't you be prying your Taebaby off Minho and screaming obscenities at him for defiling him?" I looked at him incredulously.  He laughed again, and said, "Oh, the frog face isn't getting breakfast tomorrow, and I'm hiding the painkillers from him, b

Their scent was intoxicating and delicious, even more so when they were mixed with Jonghyun.  I had a hard time staying away from him already.  I fidgeted on the couch, ignoring the anime he was watching, fighting every bone in my body not to throw myself at Jonghyun and see if he tasted as good as those damn candies.  Maybe he tasted even better.

His smile.  It had to be beautiful, just like his voice.  Big and wide.  Happy.  Perfect.  I felt my heart race, and it surprised me.

The frustration is audible in his groan, and he pushes on my shoulders again.  Big mistake, little maknae.  I grab his arm and I pull him to me until he falls to the bed. I haven't done this in a long time, but I pull him to me and wrap my arms around him like a pillow.  "Hyuuuuung! Let me go!" he says, obviously flustered. It's cute and he's not struggling so I pull him even tighter against me.  "Shhhh. Pillows aren't supposed to talk." I say snuggling my face

My heart skips a beat at the sight of the sleeping Kibum in the bed parallel to mine. He looks ethereal in the morning light. I reconsider the dark curtains just because he looks beautiful with the sunlight illuminating his face.  I glance at the clock, trying to distract myself and slow down my heartbeat, seeing it is only 6:13 am.  Too bright to go back to sleep, too early to get out of bed. I roll over all the way to get a better view of Key, it can't hurt to look at him just for a

"Sorry! Are you okay? Oh my god! Did I hurt you? Do you need help getting up? I'm so sorry!" I hear his worried voice clearly. Did I hit my head when I fell down somehow? There is absolutely no way that I'm hearing Lee Jinki's god-like voice apologizing to me. I'm going insane... That's the only explanation, or maybe I got hit by a bus while exploring Seoul. Yep, I'm dead and this is my personal heaven. I take a quick look up to see if the epitome of perfection that is

Minho had been getting frustrated with me. I knew I needed to let him know that I had gotten the hang of the language almost a month ago. I just didn't want to stop seeing him. I knew he had a busy schedule with SHINee, but couldn't I be selfish for a little longer?  I stared down at the paper before me. It was all in Korean, but I didn't have much of a problem reading it anymore.  "Please try to concentrate, alright?" He said to me sweetly, but I could hear the frustration in his voice.  I c