Où Mingyu est un chasseur de monstres plutôt maladroit qui a été maudit par la vie éternelle, et la mort a une place spéciale dans son coeur. Tw : mention of death

Hoseok observa autour de lui, les yeux rayonnants de sa propre lumière et se mis à rire. Il rit et rit pendant ce qui sembla être des années ce qui pouvait être le cas, parce qu'il n'y avait aucun moyen de le savoir. La seule chose que Yoongi savait c'était qu'Hoseok venait d'inventer le rire, juste comme ça, et, juste comme ça, Yoongi sut qu'il n'allait plus se sentir aussi seul qu'avant. [ ou Yoongi et Hoseok se retrouvent dans leur propre petit pour toujours. ]

Yūko is gone, and Watanuki is left alone. For some years now he's been waiting, granting wishes as Shopkeeper, and, true to his word, never leaving the shop. So, when a mysterious client shows up with a strange and difficult request, he cannot but rely on Dōmeki's help. There's a good chance one of them will pay for it with their memories - or their lives... But there is also a small chance the Fan of Encounters will claim no further victims, instead bringing together two people who were always meant to be. For there is no such thing as coincidence, only inevitability. --------------------------------- Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction, set in the world of the anime/ manga xxxHOLiC by CLAMP, roughly in the Rei period (spoilers!). CLAMP own all the main characters, world, and gorgeous art (including image used for cover). I only play. This work is yaoi/BL and may contain mature themes and sexual content that may not be suitable for everyone. Please read responsibly.

a rosy red petal falls from his lips, landing into his palm.

Yoongi is an anti-war photojournalist during the Korean War. Traveling overseas to the heart of the action, he's searching for truth when he meets Jung Hoseok. The lieutenant with a heart of gold and he, well, he might just be the truth that Yoongi's searching for. (Or, the War AU where photojournalist Yoongi takes pictures of Hoseok while they fight for their life, and maybe, fall in love along the way.) Angst + a butt ton of fluff

"sometimes the sun gets jealous of the stars hanging around the moon" in which hoseok becomes jealous.

"I'm alright," Hoseok whispers to himself, feeling the pain of another cut forming on his body. Now his back, which would eventually become a scar. "I love you," Yoongi mumbles, feeling the sharp pain of a cut on his neck. Everytime you lie, a scar appears on your body. You only find out where when you feel the pain. The more severe the lie is, the deeper the cut. Min Yoongi is a man who barely has any scars, he is always straight forward with whomever whenever. Jung Hoseok on the other hand is full of them, his arms mainly. It seems odd, such a happy person lies so much? Yet the actual solemn one barely has any? We all lie, but how bad will the lie be? How deep will our cuts appear?

"I wish I could kiss you," he confessed, looking over at the ice elemental in front of him after the words are left hanging in the air. "I'm ready to risk it all if you are," there is no hint of amusement, or lying, seen in his dark brown eyes as the words slip from his parted lips. Academy Initia is where elementals, people who can control elements at there whim, go to train their abilities. There is water/ice (other wise known as frost), earth, wind, and fire. Fire and Frost elementals are kept apart since they can potentially kill each other from a touch. Though, when the Academy is attacked, it forces the officials to have the students work together to become more powerful as one. Forcing the fire and water elementals to interact. And maybe, two boys, do a little more than that. COVER IS COURTESY OF @yoongidique

~"I swear on everything Sung, I saw him!" Jimin almost yelled, his boyfriend not believing him. "It could be the grei-" "I talked to him, and he said his name was Hoseok!" Ilsung stayed quiet, alarm written on his features. ~ Its been 3 years since his death, and three years since the twins, Misun and Jihoon, were born. Over these three years Yoongi is still trying to get over his lovers death, to cope with the fact he is really gone. Or is he? ART IS BY @merychess on Twitter