He felt his eyes get wet as Dongmin held the flowers like they were something fragile, smelling them. "Do you like them?" "I love them." - I love you. Dongmin's favorite flowers are forget-me-not. Moonbin wonders if he'd still like them if he knew Moonbin coughed them up every night because of him. {won best angst fan...
[l.m x l.jn] [l.m x z.cl] ೃ⁀➷ occasionally reality distorts itself. it changes as days come and go. sometimes quickly but sometimes slowly. it gives way to fantasy, the action of imagining things. especially when they are improbable or impossibl...
Just your cliche high school bad boy x nerd au, but based in the seventies. Warnings: Homophobia Some angst