Vixx (10 vixx fanfics)
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Sanghyuk loved baseball. He has always loved the game. He started playing when he was young, starting off with tee-ball. It was his passion, his favourite pastime. He watched every game, no matter the team, and always criticised the players from his living room couch whenever they made an error.
There was a fog, clinging to the air. It wafted up in plumes throughout the room, leaving behind a haze of pink and orange. It smelled faintly like rose, a scent Sanghyuk was all too familiar with. It made him feel giddy, but not quite high. His mind was still with him, and he remembered what exactly he was here for.
There was the opening, and the slamming of a door. In a drunken stupor, Sanghyuk knew he wasn’t thinking straight — but he also knew he couldn’t imagine what he saw. He knew he shouldn’t of gone to that party; he had far too much homework to do. But Jaehwan begged and begged, and who was the younger to say no?
There are many things in this world that are unexplainable. Sanghyuk never cared to pay attention, however. He was just a twenty-five year old, trying to make it through life with no hitches. He had graduated with a four-year degree in cilmatology, and now had a job in a book store with one of his close friends while he searched for a more permanent job. But, while on his annual winter hike, something made him want to pay attention. It was shrouded in red, something that contrasted i
Sanghyuk wanted to stay eighteen forever.
Sanghyuk normally doesn’t feel many emotions. He taught himself not to after so long of harvesting souls, and torturing the corrupt ones. But he felt something when a soul arrived in the underworld, a broken one, beaten from his time on the surface, red and cracked. He felt something akin to pity, so instead of sending
It was way past midnight, and Ravi just couldn't get the dance right.