“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?”
JaeDy’s own Trick or Treat one shot [Halloween special] by lilies_009
Little Dara stared with wide eyes as the guy wearing a mask appeared in front of her. Her little lips trembled as she clutched harder on little tamtam, squeezing its crooked head. She carefully pulled her numb legs towards her chest and hugged into it as carefully as possible, not wanting to further make a sound.
listen to this while reading it.. pleaseeeeeeeeeee i promise it would make the story a lot more better….
There’s this strange twinge in my heart every time I see her hug him The same pang I would feel whenever I see her smile and laugh to her hearts’ content whenever he would crack a joke. And there’s this certain feeling of regret at times when I see her kiss his cheek just to show her appreciation for every little thing he had done for her. Continue reading →
She woke up with a smile on her face
and remembered well the little promise she made
“ahhhh I need to talk to him again”
scratching the back of her head she smiled brightly as she stood up from where she was sleeping
the fresh smell from a thousand of flowers brushed against her face as she walks around trying to look for the person she needed to talk to
She rubbed her hands against her exposed tummy and thigh as she sway to the loud beat of the back ground music. Her eyes remained close, taking in the polluted air that seems to suffocate her. Yet she grew accustomed to it already. Finding the darkness of the club even too bright for her own liking- the darker it is the better for her. At least the guys who came just to watch her naked body dance around the pole would find it difficult to even see her nakedness.
She stretched her legs, kicking up slowly, exposing the little thong that manage to cover her fronts. She bitterly smile remembering how her precious mother have lectured her seven years ago about how precious virginity was and how it should only be given to the only person to whom she will deeply fall in love with. Continue reading →
Her slim fingers, frozen and cold, tucked and buried inside the two small side pocket of her oversized jacket. Her pretty flushed face, hidden beneath the big hood, unending raw of pain being washed out through her seemingly endless tears.
Blinking away the tears that blurred her vision, she looked up, took a deep breathe and watch the moon with full bitterness and longing. How many nights it has been? Countless. She knew it didn’t even matter, she knew coming there was pointless but she came anyway, hoping, praying and believing that the only thing that she have been wanting to have will be hers, again…
He blinked, scanning the now empty cold room for another presence he knew would never be there anytime soon. He bit his lower plump lips as he pulled the pillow right next to him, hugging it tighter against his chest and smelled it, as if looking for that particular scent- a scent that is slowly fading as each day passed.