"you can't keep living like that"

⎯ in which Jung Haerin got married with Park Jimin on the basis of their parents wishes, not love. © asstaethiq 2017

highest rank: #37 • psychopath park jimin au • He leans forward, covering his mouth and whisper, "Only I can look at my babygirl, like that." He quickly steps back, straightening his body, the smile never leaving his plump lips. "Oh! Shut up!" I groan, turning away from him but I couldn't walk a step further as He holds me by my arm and pulls me back. My body hits against his. I flinch at the sudden action, the sudden touch of his against my skin. Lips parted slightly, I stare at him. Jimin's eyes are like a glacier, piercing through me deeply, but something in it was soft and warm as he gazes at me warmly. He moves his hand on my cheek, sliding to my neck, wrapping his fingers around them; not in a choking way though. He licks his bottom lip, smirking right after. Jimin tells me the same thing, He has said so many times that i have even lost count, "Mad love, That's what I have for you." © kingguk_ started: 2nd march '18 ended: 20th june '18

Love is a brilliant tragedy. A story of a young millionaire, a contract, bay of lights, and swinging chandeliers. HIGHEST RANK - #9 in Fanfiction [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]

I remember everything we did.

Remember when we would hold hands, play on swings, watch movies together, and celebrate birthdays? Pic credits: google.

❝ live, just another day for me. ❞ in which a suicidal girl falls for a criminal. prepare tissues, get ready to go for a ride. this story will give you chills of a lifetime. 「disclaimer: includes depression and other mental health illnesses 」

All she saw was blue and blue. Those warm hands, one glided down to intertwine with her fingers, other held her waist, so softly making her get closer to him, all while the ocean blue eyes never once faltered from hers. And Aya wondered if the ocean was as warm as his gaze. Steps taken with the rhythm of music. Aya could finally feel what a slow dance really felt like. Not a word spoken between them. She was swirled around the dance floor, was held up high in his arms. They danced and danced. The crowd disappearing from their sight, as Aya only saw Jimin and Jimin only saw Aya. ❝ Love is not grey. It's like rainbow, full of colors.❞ ━ A Park Jimin AU (Alternate Universe) All rights reserved © (-NIVEOUS)

you're my spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Paint my days with colours like im a white canvas . A story in which the girl is sick but has a bucket list to fulfill . Warning : heart wrenching story . May cause tears to flow freely and shoes to be thrown at me .