COMPLETED 》"in which minseok finds a piece of paper that contains a list of to do things." Copyright © 2017 by: xiuminsk || cover made by my dearest Kam [@BOTTOMJONGIN] ( ' ▽ ' )

「 in the end, its all just a dream 」 kim minseoks life was going great. he didnt have any friends, but it was fine with him. minseok was a sweet, sensitive boy with a heart of gold. but on a casual after-school evening, he bumps into none other than kim jongdae... and everything changes.

Word Count: 27,509 Chen loves baseball, but he's never actually played it until this year. Chen is a typical nerd with glasses and asthma. On the baseball team, he meets Xiumin, who's a king at baseball, but also a huge jerk.

❝ I wish you were real ❞

minseok and jongdae are best friends that have known each other since high school. however they weren't just any pair. minseok who's preference is different from the norm, always had the support of his best friend by his side. however, after entering the same field of work and worked together aiming for success, jongdae seems to find himself confused and particularly fond of the friend who's been by his side. --- finished 19/1/2017 ©minseokvibe, 2017

he wakes up - aching and without any memory of the recent past - in a bedroom that he doesn't recognize. at first, he thinks he's alone. he soon finds that in the strangest of ways, he's wrong. began - 150816 completed - © rainmyeon | 2015

Ya'll just so ya know this us a smutty fanfic so Dont blame me if you get horny and wet while reading this.

- Minseok has been focusing too much on soccer, luckily Jongdae is there to help him.

In the calm before the storm of battle Minseok stood frozen, painfully unsure of his destined part in it all; even with the cries of the masses desperate to crown him their forgotten King rallying at his back. If he continued on this path then no longer would he be the mourned, lost Prince, nor the unknowing human, Xiumin, living so blissfully unaware of the true bloodline calling out to him. He gazed across the blank canvas of fields soon to be irreversibly stained, and sought the enemy line but found only a reflection of his own hesitation. Until he clocked a lone figure braking out of the crowd, his heart surging through the gaps of his ribs with each shuddering breath in recognition, aching to reach out for that beautiful and vibrant man that had once completed his soul. Now all that stared back at him was artificial vacancy and emptiness. Any love inside Jongdae had been forcibly torn out, stolen and locked away, a preparation to turn him back into a void creature of death and war, to become the enemy once more.

Xiu Min necesitaba a Chen como necesitaba respirar. Siempre fue así desde que lo conoció y seguiría así hasta que muriera porque su corazón y su mente le decían que ese chico era el correcto, el definitivo, el último, con el que pasaría el resto de su vida y más allá. ~Portada by @Neko_minseok~