It was Seungwan's wish to experience sharing an umbrella with someone special.       -- basically, based off of Wendy's Youngstreet statement but I at description, so might as well. It's been awhile, you guys 💙    

    series of wenrene wearing each other's clothes like they're sharing a single closet together.     well, i think they are.      

    (let's just pretend i wrote a description here...     ... now carry on to the next page, if ur curious)       - basically its just wenrene    

    when you're a dork but she's also a huge dork.     "Chicks dig that."             (oui oui oui for boring titles)    

    The heart wants what it wants, they say. But why does it have to be with someone who already has someone else?       Based on Taylor Swift's song 'Illicit Affairs'.  

      Prim and proper and obedient and not-a-headache and loving (but boring) Joohyun decides to (semi)rebel against her parents, dragging a well-loved, buddy of her Umma, charmed her Mom with her perfect Canadian English, approved by both her parents as the only human being worthy of her, Son Seungwan a.k.a the girlfriend, into sneaking away without her parents knowledge.     -- or as much as the word 'rebel against' and 'sneaking away' cou

    A compilation of wenrene events that may leave you all fluffy yet grounded or (this is an exaggeration) scarred like the maknaes or a happy floofball like uri best friend.         -- or basically my #wenreneArtTober entries from Day 14 - onwards           (or maybe some others? who knows?) ​      

  Joohyun missing Seungwan for three whole days, basically pouting and yearning and finishing the sweet little nothings her love left for her just in time.     -- or just wenrene being especially mushy at the kitchen.       Day 10: Kitchen #wenreneArtTober    

    Wendy and gym don't sit on the same table unless there's of course that motivating factor.     -- or when Joy is the bestest pal she could ever ask for.      

      Wenrene in four seasons     Based on the song 2 Things by Jimmy Brown

    Wendy as the ace badminton varsity captain but she doesn't play in this fic and an easily distracted lover of the glorious gluteus maximus that 's handcrafted by God, himself, Irene     -- or when courts isn't just a place for playing sports.      

  based on this prompt:   "Why are you carrying a bag?"   -- but its not angst.

      When Seungwan sees her ex after months of quarantine -- broke up for months before the pandemic exploded -- her yearning and longing growing more, whose to say that with time and distance it can heal and erase those heartaches -- no, not when just one look from her have her falling back into memories and moments that haunts her.   -- Joohyun's 'I miss you's' and 'I love you's' echoing louder along with the beating of her heart.  

    Sometimes you can love someone too much, that they're in everything that you do. In every breath that you take. That you realize in the process of loving someone you've lost yourself.     -- Or when Joohyun decided she wanted to find herself, and left Seungwan.      

    Once is blessing, Twice is another, and the Third time a charm.     ​​​​​-- or when Seungwan is just in every senses of Joohyun.

    The first time Wendy met Irene it was during an initial interview for work. She and her friends decided to apply a month before their graduation.      

    When pale fair complexion, supple pink lips, and luscious black hair is associated with Snow White but not at night, when its dark and the space is hella chilly.     --- or when it's after work hours, an overtime and Seungwan decided its completely okay to faint in front of crush.    

    "You said you're gonna watch it with me!"     or when Wendy decided its totally to start watching Kdrama without boss    

    Joohyun came home cold and to a worried Seungwan.     -- or let me light a fire to that little ember of hope.      

    It's my job!   or when Seungwan decided she's bored, so she folded the laundry.      

    And sometimes, you just resolved your conflict(whatever that means) by fighting ....     or not?

      Alcohol and feelings is never a good combination to begin with. It's always best to drink without a heavy heart.       ... memories flashing behind heavy eyelids like movie with no happy ending.

    And sometimes all it takes is a smile, a hug, a kiss, or a hand holding your own. Sometimes I love you's and I miss you's are just not enough to cover the wide variety of emotions that bubbles in the pit of your stomach, up towards your chest before it spreads out in every part of your body, embedding itself in every nook and cranny and making a home to it.      

    made this short au earlier as angst-cleansing balm to that angst i dropped yesterday. i posted this first on twt, and like i said with the other fic, im posting it with my other stories.     ps: this actually happened to me hehe yeah i sang the song  

    its just a short au based off of this rt from twt that may have hurt me a lot but im trying my best to ignore but yeah it did, so i took it out the way i know how, wrote it down with less to minute mistakes.   and i thought it shld just stay in twt for now, since i only used my phone this time as it is a bit rushed, but i realized, it shld be posted alongside my other stories.   so here we are :)    

  'my mind may lost  my memories with you ...  but my heart,  my body, my entire being  knows its you ... only you ...'       I was gonna write a slchld inspired fic but, my take on this one took a different way. im a bit surprised i was able to come up with this one, tho.    Listen to Yerin Baek's Popo (How deep is our love?) -- the inspiration behind the title, if u cn find the exact lines :) Enjoy!

Don't let work get in between you and the one you love. Always find time and time and time.    And the times when you fight, no matter how many times you've hurt each other, you'll both know and feel, that there's nowhere else you'd rather be.

A soft wenrene oneshot inspired by Yerin Baek's Rest.     Did this while listening to the song.        

A short Soshi reunion story inspired by the OT9 ig post and OT7 ig stories in their manager oppa's wedding.     A well deserved fic from all the years of drought.