Little drabbles
Hi~~~
Did someone missed me? LOL
I know I have some many unfinished things... but honestly... I just have a lot of lack of drive to write.
This is what I have force myself to write and is not much and is not so good, but is something... I think.
Anyways, I hope someone can enjoy this.
A/N: Completely UN-revise
Changmin/Jessica
Crazy Girls by Bethany Joy Lenz
Word count: 97
They sit on the ground seeing the sun set in beautiful shades of red, orange and white. The breeze is soft on their skin and playful in their hair. She rests her head on his shoulder and hums a silly fun song. He feels happy and she feels like flying. They are crazy in love. He grabs her hand and she plays with his fingers.
“We should do this once every week you know.” She says looking at the sun and he just kisses her head. “You are right Jessica; we should do this once a week.”
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Jaejoong/Junsu
Falling in love in a coffee shop by Landon Pigg
Word count: 126
Jaejoong holds his cup of coffee, holds to the warm the hot cup gives. Junsu arrives with a simple easy smile. Ask for his own coffee just when he sees Jaejoong.
Junsu’s heart beats a bit faster and his smile turns a bit brighter. The lady hands Junsu his coffee and he goes to sit beside Jaejoong.
Jaejoong looks strangely at him. “Do I know you?” Jaejoong asks and earn a warm smile from Junsu. “We haven’t met but I think this is a good start. My name is Junsu and I think I’m about to fall in love with you.” Jaejoong stares at Junsu trying to ignore his jumpy heart.
“Nice meeting you Junsu. I’m Jaejoong and I think I’m already in love with you.”
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Yoochun/ofc
Ashes and Wine by A Fine Frenzy
Word count: 97
The walls are empty. All the pictures of them are gone, like nothing every happened in Yoochun’s life. He reaches for another shot of vodka. Trying desperately to drown the feeling of emptiness after she left. There’s nothing much to do around, just moping and forgetting. Yoochun rest his body on his bed and bury his face on the sheets, searching for the smell long gone.
There’s really nothing left than just his memories. There’s not a soft smile or a comforting caress. There’s no soft skin press to his flesh. There are just memories, painful memories.
Did someone missed me? LOL
I know I have some many unfinished things... but honestly... I just have a lot of lack of drive to write.
This is what I have force myself to write and is not much and is not so good, but is something... I think.
Anyways, I hope someone can enjoy this.
A/N: Completely UN-revise
Changmin/Jessica
Crazy Girls by Bethany Joy Lenz
Word count: 97
They sit on the ground seeing the sun set in beautiful shades of red, orange and white. The breeze is soft on their skin and playful in their hair. She rests her head on his shoulder and hums a silly fun song. He feels happy and she feels like flying. They are crazy in love. He grabs her hand and she plays with his fingers.
“We should do this once every week you know.” She says looking at the sun and he just kisses her head. “You are right Jessica; we should do this once a week.”
~~~~~
Jaejoong/Junsu
Falling in love in a coffee shop by Landon Pigg
Word count: 126
Jaejoong holds his cup of coffee, holds to the warm the hot cup gives. Junsu arrives with a simple easy smile. Ask for his own coffee just when he sees Jaejoong.
Junsu’s heart beats a bit faster and his smile turns a bit brighter. The lady hands Junsu his coffee and he goes to sit beside Jaejoong.
Jaejoong looks strangely at him. “Do I know you?” Jaejoong asks and earn a warm smile from Junsu. “We haven’t met but I think this is a good start. My name is Junsu and I think I’m about to fall in love with you.” Jaejoong stares at Junsu trying to ignore his jumpy heart.
“Nice meeting you Junsu. I’m Jaejoong and I think I’m already in love with you.”
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Yoochun/ofc
Ashes and Wine by A Fine Frenzy
Word count: 97
The walls are empty. All the pictures of them are gone, like nothing every happened in Yoochun’s life. He reaches for another shot of vodka. Trying desperately to drown the feeling of emptiness after she left. There’s nothing much to do around, just moping and forgetting. Yoochun rest his body on his bed and bury his face on the sheets, searching for the smell long gone.
There’s really nothing left than just his memories. There’s not a soft smile or a comforting caress. There’s no soft skin press to his flesh. There are just memories, painful memories.