"Don't get too close. It's dark inside. It's where my demons hide..." -Do Kyungsoo, age 21 "Come. Get too close. There's a hell inside of me. It's where your demons can live..." -Kim Jongin, age 20 ------- Author: Gclef_neves Genre: Romance, Fan fic, Smut, Angst and full of hotness! huehue :3 Story Cover: made by yours truly ♥ The characters and events in this book is purely fictional. The scenes are all my imagination only. I put all my hardwork on this story so please respect each of my characters (their characteristics and role) in this story. 2014 All rights reserved. No part of this book may be re-produced or transmitted in any form or by any means of electronic, including photocopying, recording, or by any information retrieval system, without written permission from the copyright holder.

Vergangenheit: Baekhyun ist einer der beliebtesten Jungen der gesamten Schule. Seine 'Untertanen' tragen seine Schulsachen, weibliche und männliche Wesen himmeln ihn an und seine Eltern sind wohlhabend. Doch sein Vater kündigt seinen Job und sie ziehen in ein weit entferntes Kaff. Gegenwart: Baekhyun irrt ziellos durch die Gänge seiner neuen Schule. Zukunft: Baekhyun trifft Chanyeol. Pairing: Baekyeol/Chanbaek Nebenpairings: ?

"But I don't care. I'm too broke to care. Too numb to feel. Too empty to stay. I'll be leaving, and never come back..." -Do "Dyo" Kyungsoo "I'm glad because Kyungsoo happened. He's my bestfriend, my brother, my partner, my husband, my wife..." -Kim "Kai" Jongin Auhtor: Gclef_neves Genre: Love story, humor, smut, a little bit of angst and fan fiction Story Cover- Made by yours truly ♥ Credits to the owner of the picture :) The characters and events in this book are purely fictional. The scenes are all my imagination only. I put all my hardwork on this story so please respect each of my characters (their characteristics and role) in this story. 2014 All rights reserved. No part of this book may be produced or transmitted in any form or by any means of electronic, including photocopying, recording, or by any information retrieval system, without written permission from the copyright holder. You may now proceed....ENJOY ♥

Kyungsoo was mentally ill. He could be a sweetheart at one point, and a satan at another. His doctor, however, was able to somewhat change him, and that was when he fell for the doctor, but when this doctor stopped coming to care for him, Kyungsoo goes on a rampage and kills his way to find his doctor, whom he had grown addicted to. He wanted his drug, the only thing that had kept him calm was his doctor, Kim Jongin.

A series of one-shots to make you feel as if you're a part of the big six! How cool is that? (I do not own any of the characters, and requests would be GREATLY appreciated!) °-°

Well I haven't saw a Hiro Hamada x Reader since like this month September I guess I should make one :3 but it will be short or long...I dunno as long as my mind kept popping ideas XD hope ya all like it !

At the Seoul Academy for Performing Arts, a prestigious school where all of the top idol trainees go, there is a strong sense of rivalry and competition. Even if you make friends, you know better than to let them get too close. Do Kyungsoo is a talented singer who feels oddly lucky to have been given a full-ride scholarship to the academy. But he begins to feel less lucky when he meets Kim Jongin, better known as Kai, one of the academy's best students and the most likely to get scouted at the end-of-the-year talent showcase. What starts out as hatred soon turns into intense attraction, and they find themselves breaking all the rules to sleep with the enemy. Copyright 2015. All rights reserved. Updated May/June 2022.

[BDSM WARNUNG] „Willst du dich etwas entspannen?“ Sein Atem lag heiß auf meinem Ohr, seine Worte waren bleischwer und trotzdem verlockend süß. „Bitte, Sehun, oh ja, bitte.“ Er öffnete den letzten Knopf meines Hemdes und ließ dann von mir ab. Es raschelte, dann spürte ich, wie er mir die Augen mit einem Tuch verband. Es roch nach seinem Aftershave. Er knotete es zu. Ab jetzt war ich ihm ausgeliefert. Und das machte mich so scharf wie nichts anderes.

Er ergriff sie. Sein Händedruck war kräftig. Bevor ich weiterreagieren konnte, zog er mich an sich ran und drehte sich so, dass ich an der Wand stand, er dicht an mich gebeugt. Er stützte seine Hände neben meinem Kopf ab. Meine Atmung ging flach. Ich sah ihm in die Augen. Sie waren dunkel, schimmerten im gedämpften Neonlicht und funkelten wild.