This is like, the continuation for What is left of me. Its something I wrote like ages ago. I dont expect anyone to read this, i'm trying to get over my writer's block ( Read more... )

                His fingers were aching, but he still couldn’t let himself give up knocking on the door. Not yet. He had been banging on the wooden surface for almost half an hour now. He was angry, and even a little bit scared thinking how he was shoved into the room before it was closed on him. But that doesn’t stop him from screaming to be let ( Read more... )

so after months of contemplating whether i should publish my work in the journal, i finally am doing it!!! *give self huge cookies and pet self on the head*. go easy on me.

Title: Whatevers left.
Pairings: Kihae, Hyukhae
Rated: PG
Genres: Angst
Oneshot

He couldn’t remember much about the funeral, but at the end of the ( Read more... )