Luhan is caught up in the past; stretched between the future and the haunting memories that Jongin just can't seem to erase.

Cold sweat. Blurred eyesight.

I felt my hands begin to sweat, but I clutched onto the slippery ribbon like it was my life. But it wasn't my life. It was a memory of you. And I couldn't ever let memories of you go. I held the string of the balloon to my chest tightly, feeling my heart pouding against my palms. My life was falling apart without you. I couldn't let anyone else leave me.I won't let you leave me again.  

Lay can't tell Kris how much he loves him. No matter how hard he tries, the words just wouldn't come out. They couldn't. They never would. It was killing him slowly. So he finds a way to show how much he loves Kris, in a much more unique form. Drawings. Entered in Exo/Infinite Oneshot Writing Contest from

"You think you're so cool, just because you're a big idol?" "You think you're better than us, eh? Don't you?" "Think this'll get you popular?" Taemin hid his face away in his arms as he felt rocks and bits of food being thrown at him from every direction, knowing there was a swarming crowd filming it all on their shiny phones. He could feel the hot tears building up in his eyes.Don't cry for them. They aren't worth it. "Loser." "Idiot." "Pathetic."