People always spoke about ghosts and demons. Some people finds interest in such stories they heard from people around them or even from the wide-spread internet, or some movies and TV shows they watched. Another possible thing would be seeing them on every corner of the room and some places marked as haunted. Jonghyun knew these stories well but never actually want to mind much about them. He wasn't scared. He believed in their existance, how could he not when he's one of the few who could see. He was simply just too drown out in piles of work that the words of stories he heard from his surroundings. What they know is only a small part of a bigger story, while a person like Jonghyun listens the whole thing wether he likes it or not. He wants to tone them out, to be normal, but fate says different.

"Guys! Seriously! Not on the couch!" I was ready to rip my hair out, I would not stand witness to their drunken make out session! "Give them a break, Jjong!" Key laughed brightly, smiling at the two. "Are you serious? Shouldn't you be prying your Taebaby off Minho and screaming obscenities at him for defiling him?" I looked at him incredulously. He laughed again, and said, "Oh, the frog face isn't getting breakfast tomorrow, and I'm hiding the painkillers from him, but I'm in a good mood. Opening night went well!" he said, hanging his coat on the rack by the door. "They have their own room though! Why do they have to do any of that on the couch where I eat cereal in the morning!" I was already feeling slightly more like myself now that we were at home, but I was seriously getting tired of seeing people with their tongues down each other's throats. "You're just jealous cause you're the only one not getting anything." he teased me, eyes twinkling with suppressed laughter.

Nachdem Key von allen alleingelassen, verletzt und verstoßen wurde, hatte er sich geschworen nie wieder eine Person aufrichtig zu lieben... Doch dann kam Kim Jonghyun in sein Leben.~♡ [Hauptpairing: Jongkey || Nebenpairing: 2Min, Wookey.]