---- She wasn't the one who receives the letter, Nor, she wasn't the one who makes the letters for him.... But she was the messenger... The messenger who fell in love with the receiver... ----

UNDER CONSTRUCTION YALL WAIT A MIN ; ❝ Come on this isn't the first time i saw them. Don't be shy baby girl. ❞ ; ❝ Can you not please. I'm not your baby girl. ❞ 120216

"You'r so weird. " "Weird? " I asked she faced me and right at that moment I felt weird. Her beautiful smile was plastered on her face. She was radiant. "Hoseok." "Yeah?" "My Hope, My Angel." "I'll wait" My vision started to blur. I slowly lifted my hand cupping her face. "Smile for me."I said That was the last thing I remembered before I was sent back to the dark and cold room again. all rights reserved 2016 by: @Weird_random_girl

"fuck me, daddy" //SLOW UPDATES //

"I choose dare then." "I dare you to kiss me." {An AU where Jungkook and his best friends go on a camping trip and love to play truth or dare, but sometimes it reveals a bit too much.}

The Story of Emil Sinclair's Youth by Hermann Hesse Demian, published in 1919, depicts the transformation of the protagonist from an innocent school boy to a criminal. The protagonist rebels against custom and authority on a dark journey toward self-discovery I just put the whole book here , coz when i want to read it icant find it here in wattpad , so i think others want to read it also , I just copy it and paste, ofcourse i don't own this! And this is not cut ----No less no much !! Enjoy

"hey" seen. "stop leaving me on seen" seen. "i love you." replying... 060917 #1 in fanfiction !!

"How can you not be on time for a simple arrival?" He laughs a little too evilly. "But I understand why your father put you as this low ranking job. Just a pity employment, I'm assuming." "We've only met and you're being such a-" I stop myself quickly. Oh, my goodness. I nearly just ruined everything my father trusted me with. I have to be more careful. "I'm sorry for raising my voice, sir." I bow my head, biting down my bottom lip to keep more unnecessary words from coming out. Hoseok smiles. "Little assistant, you have to watch your mouth. You don't want your father to get a bad report about his dear daughter. Right?" I tighten my jaw. "Right." "Good girl." He chuckles. "Now get me some green tea and no leaves please. I almost choked on a leaf the other day and it was not a fun experience." "Of course, s-sir." Start: 4/30/17 End: 6/2/17

"Kiss me." He choked on his drink, gawking over at you instantly, "HUH?!" "You know, mouth to mouth action, maybe a little tongue if you're lucky," you piped grinning smugly. He looked like he had just got hit so far up between his legs as his expression grew pained. "Please tell me you're joking," he said breathless. You grinned, "of course I'm joking." His brows jumped at that as he let out a breathy laugh of relief. "Ahh! Y/N! Not cool." He was smiling as he went in for another sip of his red crush slurpee. You timed your next remark well, smiling like an idiot. "I was joking about the mouth to mouth part," you stated quick, "now your mouth on another set of my lips..." You trailed off and laughed loudly when you practically saw red crush pour out of Jungkook's nostrils. He had snorted the drink. ------------------------ Being set up on a date is hard as it is. But being set up on a date where the boy you're with loves your best friend is even harder-and trust me, being bubbly, cute, and incredibly hilarious doesn't work on him either...but on the other members it certainly does. ------------- (PG-13 for the most part, I'll try my best with warnings if things get a little out of hand aha but hopefully it won't get too explicit) ------------- Cover was made by the sweetest, @BABYGIRLSANA on wattpad! Thank you so much Liz!!

"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