From an outside perspective nineteen year old Alexander Richmond is seemingly living the good life. His family is a symbol of endless money and glorious wealth, but that is only the exterior. Beyond that, and behind closed doors Alexander is bored, so he handles his boredom like any other super rich kid would. ++++ Disclaimer: This story contains mature content, drug use, course language, and boyxboy content

Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between reality and the nonexistent.

Park Jimin's biggest fan is Min Yoongi.

Every second counts.

Wonwoo was a walking corpse with alcohol coursing through his veins and an abyss where his heart should be; Mingyu was a boy with bright eyes who was capable of fixing everything except himself. © 2018 | JONGDAISIES | MORG

"Why were you shouting?" Wonwoo said, raising an eyebrow at the guy across from him. The guy glanced into the darkness until they made eye contact with the other. "Why are you smoking?" The guy fired back. Wonwoo flicked the ash off his cigarette and tried to focus on the guys face. "I'd love to tell you, but we don't have all night." ________________________________ In parallel with Days Book backgrounds all credits to tumblr.

"Why, of all people, does it have to be you?" Seungcheol glared at Jeonghan, whose expression stayed neutral. "Do you think I want to be stuck here with a whiny brat like you?" Jeonghan replied, looking back at Seungcheol with a piercing gaze. "I'm not whiny. I just have bad days." "Sure you do." Jeonghan steps closer, his expression turning from calm to annoyed. "We all have bad days. And we all have good days. You're not special." Seungcheol stared back at him, without stepping down. He wasn't going to let this one smartass try to intimidate him. "Well, while we're stuck here, you're gonna have to get used to all my days." ________________________________ In parallel with Nights Book backgrounds all credits to tumblr.