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TaeminxBathtub"Oh I love you, bathtub ." Taemin cried, hugging the edge. "You were always there for me when I was having a bad day!"
Taemin had locked himself in the bathroom for hours and the other members were becoming concerned.
"Ummm . Are you okay in there, Taemin?" Jonghyun called from the door. "You've been in there for a while ."
"Leave us be!!" Taemin yelled in return.
"We?" Key questioned to the rest of the members. "Who else in there with him?"
"No one but the sink and the toilet." Minho teased.
"And the bathtub!" Taemin cried.
"Why is he so hung up on the bathtub all of the sudden?" Onew questioned.
"You just don't understand!!" Taemin sobbed at them. "At least she's always been there for me!"
"Wow ." Key sighed. "And you all thought I was melodramatic."
A Day At Denny's- SHINeeA Day At Denny's
For: Vanessa X3
It was a seemingly normal day at Denny's. Vanessa and Amber were rather bored with the slow crowds and had just finished a fourth game of speed in the back room when one of the assistant managers walked in.
"Vanessa- you have another table waiting." She informed them. "Use respect- It's table four." Vanessa turned to Amber after she had left.
"That's weird ." Vanessa trailed.
"Hm?" Amber cocked her head at her best friend, shuffling the deck of cards.
"She never reminds us to 'use respect' or whatever ." Vanessa summed up. Amber shrugged.
"I dunno- Just go hurry up and introduce yourself so that we can get back to our game." She dismissed.
Vanessa walked over to the table through a memorized path, scanning over the new food list as she went. Her face remained buried in the little black book she carried until she had reached the table.
"Hi, welcome to Denny's." Vanessa greeted, still glancing down. "My name is Vanessa. May
JonghyunxMirror X3"Oh ." Jonghyun's voice trailed off as he passed the mirror above the sink.
"Oh . Hey boy . When'd you get so fine . Mmmm .." He cooed, leaning forward slightly and caressing the image. He touched the forehead, trailing down to the eyelids and running his fingers across his high cheekbones.
"Oh . You be lookin mighty fine today, Jonghyun ." He grinned at the reflection almost mischievously.
"Why thank you, Jonghyun." He grinned in return. "You be lookin pretty damn hott yoself, mmmm ."
"Oh I know." He smirked, caressing the cheek again.
"Kiss me you beast."
Just then, Jonghyun leaned in, pressing his lips roughly against his reflection a moment before leaning back again with a chuckle.
"Oh . You like that, don't you naughty little thing you ." He hummed, leaning in once more.
Just then, Key swung the open the door and opened his mouth to say something, but was stunned silent by the scene laid immediately before his eyes.
OnewxFloor"So floor we meet again ." Taemin hissed at the ground. "Thought you'd be smart with me huh? Ignore me for a day and then keep slapping me all day the next?! Is that how you roll?!"
A long silence swept through the room before Onew puffed his checks out at the hardwood.
"You do not talk about my mother that way!"
Another long pause.
"I know ." He murmured, looking that the floor sincerely now. "I'm sorry, too ."
Onew stooped down and flattened himself on the floor, hugging it tightly.
"I love you so much ." He smiled. "You know I don't mean to yell, it's just- ." He sighed.
"It's hard with you hitting me all the time ."
Onew thought about this statement, chuckled, then smacked the floor playfully, sitting up slightly all the while.
"Oh you perv ." He smirked. "Always with the dirty comments lucky for you that I like them . X3"
Shooting Star- JongKey- Part2"Hey Key, have you seen Jonghyun?" Minho asked, walking into the room. "He's been gone all day and none of us have heard from him . Or even knew he was gone for that matter ."
Key sat at the kitchen table, his back turned to Minho so his friend wouldn't have to see his eyes, quickly choking up with tears again at the name.
"He's . gone ." Key managed.
"Well we got that much." Minho snorted playfully. "But where's he gone to? Did he say why he left? Or what?"
"He's just . Gone ." Key tried again, attempting to blink back the flow of tears threatening to overflow now. "I don't know where he is . Or where he could have gone . But . But he left on false information ."
"What are you talking about Kibum?" Minho cocked his head, taking a step closer to his friend and setting a gentle hand on his shoulder.
Key turned to Minho slowly, glancing at his hand before looking up and meeting his blood-shot, tear-filled eyes, with Minho's dark, mysterio
Within A Sin- SHINee- Ch IChapter I- Suiside At First Sight
"So then she was all like 'but I love you' so I just had to step in." Key began. Jonghyun sighed and rolled his eyes.
"What?" Key glared.
"Nothing." Jonghyun smirked. "Just you being . Well . You ."
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean, huh?" Key pouted, crossing his arms childishly at Jonghyun. Jonghyun smiled and leaned forward to brush a tuff of hair out of Key's face.
"Don't hide your eyes." He grinned. Key swept his hand away.
"Don't stray from the subject." He retorted. Jonghyun chuckled and leaned back again.
"All I meant was that you always have such a soft heart when it comes to love, you just can't help but to tamper with it every time." He explained, then shrugged. "I don't mind though- I think it's cute."
Key paused and flushed, smiling now at Jonghyun.
"Well it's not my fault." He smirked.
"It's not your fault for being so cute?" Jonghyun grinned, leaning forward to prop his elbows on his knees and coming only inches f
Within A Sin- SHINee- Ch IIChapter II- Something To Live For
"So now Key has absolutely convinced himself that Taemin and I were destined to fall in love with one another so he keeps messing with Taemin whenever I'm around him sense he can't mess with me as another sin!" Minho ranted, flopping down on the couch next to his best friend. Jinki shrugged.
"Key is Lust and can control love situations." He sighed. "You know this- He just loves sticking his nose into love stories that he doesn't belong in- and if there's none around to entertain him, he'll just make one of his own ."
"Well at least Jonghyun was more . Subtle about it." Minho huffed.
"That's because it didn't have to do with him." Jinki explained. "Jonghyun may be able to see into a persons destiny, but he is still pride, ya know. He'll tell you what he knows he has to, then lets Key flock over him. Jeez, Minho, I didn't think I'd need to reiterate everybody to you; Here- My name is Jinki, but can just call me 'Onew' and not only am I Sloth bu
Butterfly- Ch IIChapter II- The Prince of Hearts and His Aid
"So you are the girl here from above ." The prince hummed. I stood, hands behind my back and spine strait, staring dead ahead, just had Daesung had said to do, as I waited for either a question or a continuation from the prince.
Suddenly, he chuckled.
"Do not fear me so." He smiled brightly. "I am but of your age and have no different a mind set. I don't know what ideas Daesung has put into your head, but am not one much for formalities.... My name is Tae Yang by the way- You obviously already know this but . I am the prince of hearts."
I bowed slightly and Tae Yang wrinkled his nose at the rather formal gesture before I spoke.
"I am Suji." I smiled slightly. "I, ummm . I'm not quite sure how I got down here or anything, but Mr. Rabbit has told me why. Ummm . I would like to request an extended stay to find the man I am looking for . If I may that is ."
Tae Yang smiled softly, standing from his throne now and ma
Butterfly- Ch IB U T T E R F L Y
**This fan-fic was based off of G Dragon's "Butterfly" MV from his Heartbreaker album. Though it is not necessary, watching the music video before reading this fic would make the story line more enjoyable. Thank you.**
Chapter I- Welcome To Your Wonderland
"You must find your true love- He is here." The white rabbit had told me. "Otherwise, the entrance into Wonderland would have never opened up for you."
I sighed as the words repeated themselves over and over again in my head.
My true love was- is.... here?
"Miss Alice?" Came a voice at the door and I smiled at the familiar tone.
"Why on earth do you keep calling me that?" I snorted. "Call me by my name and I shall grant you entrance."
There was a short pause, then;
"May I come in, miss Suji?"
"There is no need for such formalities as 'miss', but you may come in now if you'd like." I smiled.
The door creaked open just enough for a reddish-brown haired boy with long, pure white rabbit ears to poke
FortitudeStanding on weak ground,
Painful memories start to fly,
The wind quickly blows,
The past is blowing by.
Being struck down,
Holding back the need to cry.
Trying to find solid ground.
It's strength I've found.
Piece of mind,
In my common surround.
Healthier then normal,
No more pain to be found.
I'm done with promises,
FairytaleRound and round, up and down, like an oxymoron. The carousel is spinning faster and faster, the festive lights shining in the surrounding night. This is the way carousels used to be enjoyed, as visions of beauty, free and unrestrained in the electric night, not as cheap imitations of past grandeur during the daytime hours. The horses prance along, following the lead horse around on a never ending racetrack. The only difference is, tonight, the lead horse has a rider. Young woman in a pretty pink satin dress. She's like a fairytale, a vision of beauty, free and untouchable. Red lips, dark hair cascading down her back, bare feet with the nails all painted with gold lacquer. She grips the golden pole of the horse tightly, but, facing forwards with her lips parted slightly, fear doesn't appear on her face. Nobody knows that she is desperate to get off.
The bystander at this nighttime scene will immediately notice something out of place: the amusement park is already closed for
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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