Title-Soft Spot
Chapter-19
Pairings-Yewon, Broken Kyusung, Kyumin, Broken Yehyuk, Eunhae, Broken Shichul
Rating-PG
Summary-Another date
Disclaimer-Not my boys
A/N: Lazy author is lazy...I'm sorry for the late update!

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            For the rest of the day, Eunhyuk and Donghae walked around the campus, recalling past events and reveling in the memories of their days at summer school.

“It ended too soon,” Eunhyuk said, smiling sadly, “I wanted to have more time.”

“For what?” Donghae asked, and Eunhyuk smiled, a small blush creeping onto his ( Read more... )

            The flight to Korea was long, longer than Donghae expected, and when he got there, he found, even with as good as his Korean was, he knew almost nothing. He sighed, thinking to himself that he was glad he would be going to an international school where everyone spoke English. Gathering his luggage and heading to the school, he wondered ( Read more... )

            Eigth grade was boring for Donghae. Not much happened, not much flowed through his mind, and all year, he found himself recalling the past summer. It had been a good summer indeed. Occasionally, he saw Ryeowook around school and they talked, but he wished he could talk to Eunhyuk. Summer seemed so far away. The days dragged on until it ( Read more... )

            Summer finally came again, after what seemed like an eternity of days. Donghae couldn’t have been more excited. He had made some more friends and had plans to hang out with them over summer vacation. Of course they would all be in summer school classes together too. All thoughts of Eunhyuk seemed to have vanished. If someone had asked ( Read more... )

            The school year passed by quicker than Donghae expected. He made some friends, had a great time, and, by the end of it, he was looking forward to summer. He’d almost completely forgotten about Eunhyuk, almost, because he found himself looking for the familiar face. He also couldn’t help feeling the little pang of disappointment when he ( Read more... )

            Donghae sighed. He was ten years old, moving to a new school, and being forced to go to summer school there. As soon as he got there, he knew he wasn’t going to like school too much. The school was big-not big enough to get lost in, but big enough for groups of people to stare as he tried to find his way around. He didn’t even have to ( Read more... )