Just A Messenger?(jungkook FF)
---- 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... ----
---- 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 t...
"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 i...
"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 truste...
"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 breathles...
"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...