"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

In which Jungkook can't forget his first love, and would do anything to see him again Sequel to 'Your eyes'

" I wish I could hear you say I love you... but actions can speak louder than words. " ____________________ A story of how an infamous, rebellious Yoongi fell for a quiet and shy speech impaired Jimin. ____________________ Contains very strong language and smut. ____________________ Highest Ranking: #3 "yoongixjimin": 22/05/19 #1 "yoonmin": 11/07/18 #3 "suga": 03/08/18 #2 "btsfanfic"btsfanfiction": 19/08/18 #2 "fluff": 13/11/18 Other Rankings: #5 "yoonmin": 09/04/20 #4 "yoongixjimin": 03/08/18 #161"fanfiction": 01/08/18 #5 "yoongi": 03/08/18 #13 "fanfic"fanfiction": 15/11/18 ♡ x ♡ x ♡ x ♡ x ♡ Started: 24/04/18 Finished: xx/xx/xx

"So... can we listen to more of that Chinese music?" "It's Korean, Jesus fucking Christ." started ; december sixth, 2015 finished ; february twenty second, 2016 161010 - 100k reads

Yoongi just wants to talk to Kumamon when he goes home from work. And, he does. JULY 2017 HIGHEST RANK; #102 in Fanfiction - December 8, 2017

Maybe it was fate that Jimin walked into the tiny café on that exact day. Maybe it was what saved Min Yoongi's life. Short Story Inspired by: How To Never Stop Being Sad by dandelion hands

Jungkook has lived his whole life hearing people ask him why he is so emotionless. It's not really something that he can change about himself, he's just like this. His friends are accepting of him, but he has never found someone who truly understood him. What happens when a mysterious transfer student by the name of Taehyung can understand what this emotionless boy is feeling, simply by looking in his eyes?