Posters. Photo Cards. Albums. Imaginations. Daydreams. Wishes. I wonder if he knows that I exist. I wonder if he knows how much I love him. I wonder if he knows me. There's a large gap between us. He's on top. I'm below him, reaching for him. I'm on the ground, while he's on peak of the mountain. I wonder if he knows me. I'm in their so called "purple ocean". Does he even know I was there? Well, what do I expect? I am just a fan. To be exact ㅡ His Fangirl

"H-Hi." "Who are you?" the little boy questioned. "I'm," Hoseok struggled, "I uh, I'm your A-Appa..." - Watching the little boy drifting off to sleep, your eyes slowly darted over all of his face. His slightly puffy cheeks being the most adorable things ever. Petting at his hair, when his breathing evened, you tried not to think of the similarities between the boy and his father. ...the father that abandoned the both of you when he promised he'd stay. The popular dancer and BTS Member, Jung Hoseok. He's the father. - 1/4 - first book of the four; "Hyung-line series."

"Hello neighbour!" She drunkenly smile with her eyes half closed. "Get out of my apartment." Was the first thing that Yoongi told her. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication ❤️ Started: June 14, 2017 End: Sept. 25, 2017 Highest rank: #7 in fanfiction (9/23/17)