"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

" stop smoking " he grabbed the cigarette i was about to light and threw it onto the ground. " but you smoke too, what's your fucking logic? " " there's something better than fucking nicotine " " oh yeah? what is it? " i eyed him cautiously. " my lips, what else? " then and right there, he crashed his lips on mine.

[DINOVELKAN] [TERSEDIA DI GRAMEDIA] Jeon Jung Kook. Tukang paksa. Kejam. Keji. Seingatku, dia adalah orang yang suka sekali menjadikanku target kekejamannya di sekolah. Obsesinya bisa saja menghancurkanku. Sampai aku harus menerima kenyataan yang sulit diterima. Perjodohan kolot yang keluarga kami buat. AKU HARUS MENIKAHI SI HITLER INI. May, 2016

》i can taste her lipstick 《 (extended one shot) (completed)

Jimin, dan kereta terakhir malam itu. BTS. Minyoon/Minga. Jimin x Yoongi. Misteri.