Jen, una estudiante universitaria de 21 años y Taehyung, o como a él le gusta ser llamado; V. Ambos tienen un ritmo de vida diferente, pero algo en común, se aman. Sus problemas van más allá de celos o peleas. Sus problemas son más graves desde el primero, que él, es un vampiro. Sep 25, 16.

El Golden Maknae, el chico que era excelente en todo lo que hacía, el que recibía la atención y elogios de todo el mundo; también, la persona que más recibía envidia. ✧ exobxngtan ⇒ 2016 -; No copias ni adaptaciones ©

"Mataría por tí." ►Próximamente. ►NO adaptaciones. ►Contenido Adulto. { violencia, lenguaje vulgar, contenido explícito. } ✓Heterosexual. © 100% mía »mintaeyoon.

Después de su repentina muerte, Gerard cree que su espíritu está condenado a vagar en soledad hasta que un muchacho le dirige la palabra. A él. A un fantasma.

Este fanfic fue creado por SoloChaos. Inspirado en la canción 'Forest' de Twenty One pilots. Si quieres ver más trabajos de SoloChaos, esta es su página: http://archiveofourown.org/users/SoloChaos Nota: Si los temas relacionados al abuso y enfermedades mentales te afectan, por favor, ten precaución al leer este fanfic. Stay strong

"why don't you talk?" tyler scribbled an answer in the notebook. 'i don't have anything important to say'

"There was something so awfully strange about him that I don't think I could put it into words if I tried. He was so distant, so out of touch with the world around him. He could stare at something, and stare for hours, but never really see it. It was like he wasn't living in the same world as me. If I saw something solid and definite, to Gerard that something would simply be present in his vision but, somehow, not there at all. It was as if he lived in a state of continuous dream, like everything around him was solid but malleable under his palms if he needed it to be." -Frank, The Ghost Room.

They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)