Oneshot (10 oneshot fanfics)
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And no, he's not hunting for worms—in fact, he's trying to get rid of one.
...in which Baekhyun has a less-than-enjoyable day and seeks out the single comfort food that always cures his sadness, only to find something much, much better.
Zitao may or may not have a thing for the sound of rain on glass, for watching water drip from his hair to his nose, for the feeling of Yifan hugging him to shield him from the torrential storm in the most cliché of ways.
Luhan is caught up in the past; stretched between the future and the haunting memories that Jongin just can't seem to erase.
Luhan has grown up with the feeling of wind rushing through his hair as the trains roar by, and he's not sure when those memories warp into comforting adrenaline as he runs over the line he's so carefully stayed behind.
In which Yifan finds it difficult to express his emotions.
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."