continues from Tense (5) TangibleChangmin had learnt from a young age that life sucked. You could be happy yes, but happiness was fleeting while reality wasn't. He had not been happy for a long time; maybe momentarily satisfied, but not happy. Not the kind of happiness that was deep and coloured your every breath. He has not had it, not since he ( Read more... )

-continues from Tense (4) Turmoil

It would cost Changmin 500 million won to break his contract, not including any potential damages that the club may decide to impose on him for ending his contract early.

And for what reason? 'Oh, I fell out of favour with someone really important and refused to accept another really important person as my ( Read more... )

Changmin downs his second pint of beer and tips the empty mug upside down in front of Kyuhyun and Minho. The two look at him blearily, unable to open their eyes wide enough. It is late enough that the bar is quiet enough for mumbled conversations, but still noisy enough that it isn't too boring ( Read more... )

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-continues from '11월...그리고'-

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I can’t see the stars anymore, living here.

‘I’ll let you know, if I change my mind. Thank you.’

Yunho hangs up on what must be his umpteenth phone call from a record executive, convinced that he or she would be the one able to change U-Know’s mind about releasing his track commercially. Yunho sighs and turns away ( Read more... )

- continues from ' pictures of you and me'Every Saturday, Changmin wakes up, dresses and gets on his bicycle to head to Piazza Castore. In his bag would be his current book of the week and his trusty Canon camera. It is a routine that he had adopted since arriving in Rome nearly a year ago. He spends his time there soaking in the sun and reading his ( Read more... )

- continues from ' untitledHe bends over the desk and writes. Then he huffs and draws a line through, cancelling out everything that he had just written. He tries again, and stops. A growl of frustration escapes his mouth and he bangs his heads down onto the emotionless table. A tear threatens to escape. The sound of the city beyond his balcony is ( Read more... )

- continues from [ la storia] -

They break apart for air. Changmin is gasping; partly breathless, partly shocked. He hadn't imagined this, not in a million years. Yunho seems taken aback too, like maybe he had taken a leap of faith. But that hesitancy disappears in a flash. He looks at Changmin.

'Hey.' He whispers. Voice like silk, calming. 'You ( Read more... )

Changmin licked his lips nervously as he waited for the signal to begin. The last time he had done this was awhile ago. In fact, -quite- awhile ago. He had tried to coax, pressure and even boss his way out of it but no. The scriptwriters and the PDs were determined to have their way.

He slid his fingers into the holes and took a deep breath. He ( Read more... )

Shim Changmin is an exchange student in Rome. After a month here, he has sort of a routine. Every Saturday, he cycles to the piazza to sit and read. Today is different. Along the way he meets a lost traveller. Asian, just like him. Tall and tanned. Standing next to the fountain, staring at a map.

'Can i help you?' He asks, surprising even himself. ( Read more... )