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When language barrier became so beautiful;
As much as Jonghyun was sure that Jinki's voice would sound angelic in his ears, the latter's silence was beautiful enough.
Jonghyun only realized that he had been crushing on his best-friend, Lee Jinki, after three lorries and two vans crashed into his car. It was perhaps too late then.
He lost himself.
Ever since the first sign of doom, Jungkook learned it all.
Jonghyun came home overseas to see Jinki's hands glued to the wall.
Jinki was really into making wishes when the time strikes 11:11 and Minho hadn't realized why he was starting to be like Jinki too.
It was not Jinki that had forgotten about them; it was Minho.
Just way too close, just by the fingertips — and only by the fingertips.
When they see each other again after so many years; it's like having a broken compass meeting with a lost heart.
Kyuhyun wants out and Donghae? Donghae wasn't ready for any of this. But maybe someone else is ready to catch him when he falls.
Jungkook decides he wants that kind of love when he sees Yoongi and Jimin.
Not only angels grow wings; when you are free, you will.
[Title : Breathe] ; [Pairing : Jonghyun/Jinki] ; [Rating : PG] A/N :
It was definitely the first time he had seen his friends behaving like this, since they had always been so careful after that incident that occured six months ago - so perhaps, today was a special day?
Jonghyun wish that it wasn't karma that he had fallen for Jinki.
We become strangers again so easily.
“Then be gone, Jungkook.” Jimin says, and he means it. “You don’t belong here if you still remember something.”
Different short stories of different pairs here.
She was blinded by what was before her, the happiness that she always wanted but never knew what it really was.
Jonghyun never expected how love could reduce him to this state.
Not everybody takes the kiss that happened in Nanjing well. At least, not two hearts that were badly wounded.
He knew it was wrong, so why was he erring again and again?
It was another cold night when Minho and Taemin looked at their probable future together with the fear of being discovered.
High school is not just special, it's the stage where it leaves the most beautiful memories behind - for them, they would probably remember it forever.
That's for not being able to let go of a kite that was bound to leave with the wind - your hands would get all wounded and start to bleed.