If it wasn’t for the creepy looking ‘Peek-A-Brew’ sign written in red over dark wood, the paint—blood, probably—dripping down the signage, Wendy would think it’s just one of those normal coffee shops.

The circus just isn't that fascinating for Irene Bae anymore, having been in it since she was young. But the butterflies in her stomach tell her otherwise every time she's with one of the newbies, Son Seungwan. Circus AU, Two shot.

"i might hate myself tomorrow, but i'm on my way tonight." — lonely together, avicii ft. rita ora. songfic.

But emotions are different. Especially those that make her feel vulnerable. Seungwan can’t talk about those. They’re much better written.