I couldn’t help it. I frowned, no matter how I was told not to. I could barely understand why they needed me to stay to that place for another night but I did. I even tried to enjoy it as much as I could. See me posting those pictures for everyone to see? I know I didn’t looked like it but I was so damn tired I could barely stand but then it was a nice place. It’s sunny. Everywhere smelt like sea. It reminds me of someone.
I was pushed by the guys my company hired for my protection. I huffed in annoyance and felt the side of my eyes twitched. But then I saw the sea of fans pushing through them, looking like they’re trying to get my attention by shouting my name. I felt rather grateful for some reasons. My iPod is on blast, listening to bigbang’s music- and it made the screaming tolerable.
[A/N since i am not updating my other fics… i decided to post this complete one. This have 7 short chapters!this is actusally based on one of my fave oneshot fic written for harry and draco. so don’t disappoint me people. leave comments. heheh Enjoy Thieans!!! love lots ❤ lilies unnie]
Dara spared everyone a glance as she lightly spread the butter over her toasted bread and felt rather annoyed at the loud babbles of every one in the hall where most students of their school eats their everyday meal. She understood the excitement though. It was the start of her last year in high school and everyone including her best friend Junsu were too busy recounting their own greatest summer ever.
But then Dara couldn’t just missed the way the hall turned silent and a bunch of fourth year students came inside the hall. She rolled her eyes at them and continued chewing at her own bread and egg while the rest of the student body continued to gawked at the group.
But then whispers filled the air when one young man, dressed in his black leather jacket, white V-neck shirt, black cap, black shades and black tight jeans separated from the group and went directly towards the table where most nerds sits.
He just silently stood there, eyes looking at the girl and was somehow fiddling at the tip of the zipper of his own jacket. Continue reading →
She was all by her self, leaning against the railing of their terrace, wrapped vaguely by her thin robes when Dongwook finally found her.
It was a mere five days ago since it happened and Dongwook could not pushed back the sudden distance feeling between the two of them. It was as if a thin glass of wall was suddenly built in between them.
A Glass… wherein he could clearly see her wife and yet couldn’t hear her, touch her, or feel her.
When Love Seems Too Perfect… It suddenly turns Imperfect
[a/n i will post all 3 chapters today]
Dongwook watched his wife rubbed her nose against her soft palm, scrunching it a bit, even sniffing in annoyance when she felt it itch. He chuckled fighting the urge to laugh out loud when she sneezed a little while he threw the little white feather away hoping she wouldn’t see the evidence that her husband was again playing and making fun of her in her sleep.
Her eyes flew open, squinting through the halfly lighted room, barely seeing the face of the guy in front of her but knowing fully well to whom it belongs to…
“hmm” she hummed closing her eyes again, wanting to get back to her interrupted sleep when her ears suddenly itch, making her frown in annoyance.
“Vinnie stop lemme sleep…. meeting with mom…. dad… tomorrow. You… sleep… too” She mumbled, now nuzzling her nose against the crook of his neck, blowing at it and kissing his soft sensitive skin. He giggled, pulling her body close to her, kissing the top of her head.
Am I doing this right? If not, I’m really sorry. T.T but this is my first post so i expect leniency from everyone 😀
P.S. Sentences in italics are either chaerin’s words or lyrics
Doing the Shibuya district excursion alone was such a bad idea. Now, here I am, completely lost. I should’ve brought Ddokchae or MinKki along because they have excellent command of the Japanese language but I thought I could survive with my English proficiency and now, I realize that I was dead wrong. It turned out that like Koreans, The Japanese are very shy with foreigners. And expecting to converse with non-English speakers -what was I thinking? I can’t even get myself on a cab because I just can’t understand a word that the drivers are saying
“Shit! What the fuck..??” Junsu sprung up from being buried under all his fluffy pillows and stuffed toys when a not-so-soft-thing hit his head causing him to wake up all of a sudden. His eyes went directly to the huffing Jaejoong whose expression he could barely read.
“Get up! We are going out today!”
Junsu stared at the older guy for a while, trying to process what he meant by going out when he knew that they can’t just walk around on the street especially now that South Korea has been hot on their trails.
The older guy even walked around Junsu’s room trying to find the only thing he really wanted to just get his hands into. “Where the hell is it?”