Rising Creatures of the East 13/???
Title: Rising Creatures of the East 13/???
Rating: Chapters will range from PG - NC-17
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu, Yunho/Jaejoong (other pairings of other characters as well
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd tie them to the wall and use their skin as my paper. Can you imagine? Writing fanfics on Jaejoong's abs???
Warnings: AU, Fantasy
Summary: What do you get when you cross an elf, a vampire, a faerie, a zombie and a werewolf? A singing goup? No way!
A/N: This fic will contain members of other groups like Super Junior, Arashi, NEWS and other K-Pop, J-Rock bands. This fic also contains members from OneTVXQ forums.
This is a creature fic. The DBSK boys are
Jaejoong - Faerie
Yunho - Werewolf
Yoochun - Vampire
Junsu - Elf
Changmin - Zombie
Chapter 13:
“What should we order for dinner?” Junsu asked.
“I don’t know,” Yoochun said, just as Changmin said, “Food.”
Junsu rolled his eyes. “What kind of food?”
“I’ll cook something for us,” Jae said and headed to the kitchen.
Yunho smiled after him, but the others stared at him with mouths open.
“What do you mean?” Changmin said.
Jae smirked over his shoulder. “Cook. The process of taking ingredients and mixing them together to make something edible.”
He disappeared in the kitchen. The other three looked over at Yunho.
“Don’t look at me,” he said. “I can’t figure the faerie out either. Yoochun, go grab some of those songs you wrote and we’ll go through them.”
Yunho headed into the kitchen. Jae had tied a bright pink apron around him.
“Where did you get that?”
“Oh, it was in one of the drawers, but it was an ugly green that so does not look good with my skin, so I changed it.”
“Cute.”
“Yes, I am,” Jae sang and flashed him a smile.
The four of them sat at the table. Yoochun passed his music around.
“This one is the one that I thought would piss them off the most,” he said. “It’s called Holding On.”
“Sing it,” Yunho demanded.
“I’ll sing most of it, but it is written for at least three voices.”
“Good thing we have five,” Junsu said.
Yoochun sang the song and then explained, “During the chorus, I have written in a background voice singing, ‘I die a little each time I see you. I cry a little each time I love you’.”
The sizzle of meat from the stove filled the kitchen. They all stared at Yoochun until he looked down, embarrassed.
“Yeah, we’re singing that one,” Jae said and turned back to the food.
“Yep,” Changmin said. “It’s perfect.”
Yunho nodded. “Shouldn’t be too hard to divvy up the parts.”
Junsu sang the melody, no words. “You’ve got that in A, right?”
“For now,” Yoochun said. “If you think it should be different-”
“No, no.” Junsu sang a different string of notes, a complement to the melody. “Feels perfect. Changmin’s voice would be excellent for those strains with the chorus.”
“What about Jae’s voice?” Changmin said. “The way he adlibs notes would fit well for it.”
“Nope,” Jae said. “They need to be strong, and the audience really needs to remember them. Your voice is better for that.”
There was silence again. Jae glanced over his shoulder and rolled his eyes. “Yes, I just complimented the dead guy. Please continue.”
“Jae, you should probably start it,” Yunho said. “You and Junsu. Then Yoochun take the second verse.”
“It would sound awesome if we harmonized on the chorus,” Junsu said.
“Alright, boys, move the papers,” Jae said.
He set a bowl of rice in the middle of the table. Four other platters floated behind him. As soon as there was room, he set down noodles, a plate of beef, vegetables and chicken. Another flick of his hand had dishes and chopsticks flying through the kitchen. Junsu had to duck as a carton of juice just missed his head.
“Sorry sorry,” Jae said. “I’m so used to aiming for you that I got that a bit too close.”
The others laughed.
“And for you, my darling,” Jae said and set a plate in front of Yunho. Again, it was full of practically raw meat and only a few vegetables and noodles.
Junsu cringed. “That’s disgusting.”
“You bathe in shit, my friend,” Jae said. “Remember that.”
“Right.”
“So since I’m not as arrogant, I’m not as disgusting, right?”
More than one of them scoffed.
“The day you’re not arrogant,” Changmin said, “is the day I live again.”
“Me, too,” Yoochun said.
“Hey, I’m getting better.”
“You’re less of a bastard, but no less arrogant.”
Jae pouted. Yunho smiled. He put an arm around him and kissed his cheek. “If you weren’t arrogant, you wouldn’t be you,” he said, ignoring four incredulous stares. He concentrated on eating, leaving his arm around the faerie.
“Damn, Jae, this is good,” Changmin said while scooping more meat onto his plate.
“It really is,” Junsu added. “Thanks for cooking.”
Jae finished eating and pushed his plate away. He didn’t get up, but scooted his chair closer to Yunho and curled up under his arm. Yunho was pushing the last of his food around his plate.
“It’ll hurt my feelings if you don’t eat it,” Jae said.
“How much will your feelings be hurt if I throw it back up?”
Jae made a face. “Point. What about dessert?”
“Ugh. No way. Nothing sweet.”
“What about something tangy and a little arrogant?”
Yunho smiled. “Tangy?”
“You can tell me if I’m wrong.”
“How ‘bout we sing a bit before you two decide to start doing it on this table?” Yoochun said.
Jae frowned. “You’re the leader, Yunho. Tell him we’ll sing after.”
Yunho shook his head. “Nope. Sing first.” He kissed Jae’s forehead and then got up. He dumped his plate, and then shut his eyes as the world spun. Fuck. He shouldn’t have gotten drunk last night. A firm hand went around his waist and held him up.
“You okay?” Jae asked.
“Yeah, but after tomorrow, I may not be in any condition to sing and dance.”
“Why not?” Changmin asked.
“The day before a full moon is usually the worst. I just don’t have any energy and I can’t eat anything and I can’t do much except drag my ass to the hunting compound. But my energy stores sucked up a lot of reserves ‘cause I got drunk last night, so I’ll probably be useless for two days.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you,” Jae whispered.
“Let’s go sing.”
Yoochun brought his keyboard into the living room and they all took their places. Changmin in his chair, Junsu in the other. Yunho slouched against the couch, resting his head on the back. Jae lay down and put his feet in his lap.
“Play it, Yoochun,” Yunho said without opening his eyes.
As the song played, Yunho rubbed a finger over Jae’s ankle and down his foot.
“You know,” Jae whispered, “if you’re going to touch my feet, you might as well massage them.”
Yunho smiled, but picked up one foot and rubbed firm fingers into the arch, side and pads.
At the chorus, Junsu sang the backgrounds in a soft voice, while nodding. “Yep. Changmin’s parts.”
“You are a really talented song writer,” Jae said when it was over.
“Thanks.”
Jae raised his eyebrows in expectation.
“What?”
“Don’t I get a compliment back?”
Yoochun scoffed. “Which one do you want?”
“Any.”
“Fine. You’re a good cook.”
“I am, aren’t I?”
Yunho pinched one of his toes.
“Hey!”
“Just say, ‘thank you’,” Yunho said, smiling.
“Fine. Yoochun, thank you for complimenting me, even if it was forced.”
“God, Jae,” Yunho said, but Jae was grinning.
Yunho’s phone vibrated in his pocket. He lifted Jae’s legs off him, and fumbled for it, but Jae took that opportunity to scoot closer to him, so in the process of pulling the phone out of his pocket, he managed to grope Jae’s ass, as well. Jae smirked at him when he blushed.
Then his face fell. It was Athena. He’d already ignored three calls from her that day. He sighed and answered.
“Hello?”
“Hey, handsome. I haven’t heard from you for a couple days.”
“Yeah, I’ve been busy.”
She laughed. “Don’t lie to me. You’re in love with the faerie and I’m okay with that. Look, that’s not why I called. I know you entertainment people don’t watch the news, but you should probably turn your TV on.”
“Hey, Changmin, turn the TV on,” Yunho said. “Any particular channel?”
“Just a news one.”
“Kay.”
“And hey, Yunho, you’re pretty cool. We can be friends, right?”
Yunho looked at Jae, who was shaking his head.
“Yeah,” Yunho said. “We can.”
Jae made a face.
“You doing okay before the hunt?” After a moment, she said. “I can hear how tired you are. That faerie better be taking care of you, or I’m going to claw his eyes out.”
“He is.”
“Good. Get some rest.”
“Thanks, Athena.”
He disconnected with her. The commercials ended and the anchor woman’s face appeared. His face was in the top corner.
“What the fuck?” he shouted.
They all shushed him.
“Recapping our top story, we have reports that SM Entertainment is developing a secret group. This group is not like any others, but an integrated group. Each member is a different creature. All the rumors agree that Jung Yunho, former leader of The Werewolves, is going to be the leader of this ragtag group. We can get no confirmations from anyone at SM about what creatures are joining the werewolf, but now that the secret is out, how long will they wait to confirm or deny it? We will have an update on how the public is reacting to this news later on in the broadcast. In other news-”
Changmin muted it. And then they all looked at Yunho.
“What?” he said. “Does that change anything?”
“I guess not,” Junsu said. “Jae, let’s sing this first verse together, see how it sounds.”
Yunho tried not to be a bit nervous. How would the public react? What would happen tomorrow when they went to practice? He kept rubbing Jae’s feet. If SM decided to cancel the group, what would they all do? Would they be moved, put in another group? As much as he loved being part of the Werewolves, he didn’t remember being close to any of the members, even in the early days. Even before they were officially disbanded, Yunho hadn’t talked to any of them in months.
Jae sat up and nudged him. He looked over at him. Changmin was singing part of the bridge with Junsu.
“You okay?”
“No.”
“What’s wrong?”
“What if they break us up? What if people don’t like us?”
Jae put his arms around Yunho’s neck. “We worry about it when it happens.”
Yunho leaned into the comfort, Jae’s hair tickling his nose. “I think this is the first day your hair has stayed the same color all day.”
“That’s because you said you like it.”
Yunho smiled. “You do know I’m very nervous about this.”
“Look, we can’t control what SM does-”
“Not that. This.” He nuzzled Jae’s neck.
“After practice are you going to let me dispel all your worries?”
“God, I wish, but not right now.”
“Why not?”
“You think getting drunk messes me up before a full moon, sex and, any and all acts related to it, make me dangerous.”
“What do you mean?”
Yunho sighed, but when he tried to pull away, Jae tightened his hold.
“I mean, I lose control. Claws come out, canines come in. It’s like I sort of shift, but not quite and then it’s like I’m in a half state that’s more wolf than man until the moon is full and then recovering takes even longer.”
Jae wanted to ask, had to ask who he’d lost control with, but he kept his mouth shut.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Then I should probably move away from you, huh?”
“Naw, just keep your hands to yourself.”
“No fun.”
Yunho laughed. “We’ll have fun.” He lifted his head a bit and leaned forward. His lips grazed the side of Jae’s mouth as he whispered, “And you’ll be glad you waited. My energy, vitality, longevity all increase after a hunt.”
Jae’s eyes fluttered shut and then he pushed away from Yunho with a gasp that caught the others’ attention.
“Sorry,” Jae said, “he’s teasing.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Good thing you guys are taking this seriously.”
“Sorry,” Yunho said, still smiling at Jae. “What are we talking about?”
Lyrics to Holding On by Vampire!Yoochun
I don’t suppose I could call you
Or even say hello.
Or even meet your eye
Without you wondering if I’m
Insane
Crazy
In love.
I think I must be.
They say we can’t be together
They say we shouldn’t try
If you’ll only look at me
I promise that you won’t see
Disdain
Disgust
Fear
I promise I will smile.
I’m holding on tight
To a love I can’t have
A lover only in dreams
Is love supposed to hurt this much? (I die a little each time I see you.)
It’s suffocating me. (I cry a little each time I love you.)
What if you didn’t know
dirty blood runs through my veins
Would you still look through and
Take pieces of me with you
Emotions
Shards
Soul
I belong to you
I’m holding on tight
To a love I can’t have
A lover only in dreams
Is love supposed to hurt this much? (I die a little each time I see you.)
It’s suffocating me. (I cry a little each time I love you.)
Why can’t I be like you
Why can’t you notice me
Why must you cringe away
When you are all I need
Holding on to you
is like holding onto wind
All it does is blow away
And leave me alone again.
I’m holding on tight
To a love I can’t have
A lover only in dreams
Is love supposed to hurt this much? (I die a little each time I see you.)
It’s suffocating me. (I cry a little each time I love you.)
Is love supposed to hurt this much? (I die a little each time I see you.)
It’s suffocating me. (I cry a little each time I love you.)
Chapter 14: You’ll never beg me to stop again.
Chapter 12: Junsu is not good at hiding his feelings.
Chapter 11: So are we going to celebrate or what?
Chapter 10: And no throwing pieces of Changmin at each other either.[9][8][7][6][5][4][3][2][1]
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Rating: Chapters will range from PG - NC-17
Pairing: Yoochun/Junsu, Yunho/Jaejoong (other pairings of other characters as well
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd tie them to the wall and use their skin as my paper. Can you imagine? Writing fanfics on Jaejoong's abs???
Warnings: AU, Fantasy
Summary: What do you get when you cross an elf, a vampire, a faerie, a zombie and a werewolf? A singing goup? No way!
A/N: This fic will contain members of other groups like Super Junior, Arashi, NEWS and other K-Pop, J-Rock bands. This fic also contains members from OneTVXQ forums.
This is a creature fic. The DBSK boys are
Jaejoong - Faerie
Yunho - Werewolf
Yoochun - Vampire
Junsu - Elf
Changmin - Zombie
Chapter 13:
“What should we order for dinner?” Junsu asked.
“I don’t know,” Yoochun said, just as Changmin said, “Food.”
Junsu rolled his eyes. “What kind of food?”
“I’ll cook something for us,” Jae said and headed to the kitchen.
Yunho smiled after him, but the others stared at him with mouths open.
“What do you mean?” Changmin said.
Jae smirked over his shoulder. “Cook. The process of taking ingredients and mixing them together to make something edible.”
He disappeared in the kitchen. The other three looked over at Yunho.
“Don’t look at me,” he said. “I can’t figure the faerie out either. Yoochun, go grab some of those songs you wrote and we’ll go through them.”
Yunho headed into the kitchen. Jae had tied a bright pink apron around him.
“Where did you get that?”
“Oh, it was in one of the drawers, but it was an ugly green that so does not look good with my skin, so I changed it.”
“Cute.”
“Yes, I am,” Jae sang and flashed him a smile.
The four of them sat at the table. Yoochun passed his music around.
“This one is the one that I thought would piss them off the most,” he said. “It’s called Holding On.”
“Sing it,” Yunho demanded.
“I’ll sing most of it, but it is written for at least three voices.”
“Good thing we have five,” Junsu said.
Yoochun sang the song and then explained, “During the chorus, I have written in a background voice singing, ‘I die a little each time I see you. I cry a little each time I love you’.”
The sizzle of meat from the stove filled the kitchen. They all stared at Yoochun until he looked down, embarrassed.
“Yeah, we’re singing that one,” Jae said and turned back to the food.
“Yep,” Changmin said. “It’s perfect.”
Yunho nodded. “Shouldn’t be too hard to divvy up the parts.”
Junsu sang the melody, no words. “You’ve got that in A, right?”
“For now,” Yoochun said. “If you think it should be different-”
“No, no.” Junsu sang a different string of notes, a complement to the melody. “Feels perfect. Changmin’s voice would be excellent for those strains with the chorus.”
“What about Jae’s voice?” Changmin said. “The way he adlibs notes would fit well for it.”
“Nope,” Jae said. “They need to be strong, and the audience really needs to remember them. Your voice is better for that.”
There was silence again. Jae glanced over his shoulder and rolled his eyes. “Yes, I just complimented the dead guy. Please continue.”
“Jae, you should probably start it,” Yunho said. “You and Junsu. Then Yoochun take the second verse.”
“It would sound awesome if we harmonized on the chorus,” Junsu said.
“Alright, boys, move the papers,” Jae said.
He set a bowl of rice in the middle of the table. Four other platters floated behind him. As soon as there was room, he set down noodles, a plate of beef, vegetables and chicken. Another flick of his hand had dishes and chopsticks flying through the kitchen. Junsu had to duck as a carton of juice just missed his head.
“Sorry sorry,” Jae said. “I’m so used to aiming for you that I got that a bit too close.”
The others laughed.
“And for you, my darling,” Jae said and set a plate in front of Yunho. Again, it was full of practically raw meat and only a few vegetables and noodles.
Junsu cringed. “That’s disgusting.”
“You bathe in shit, my friend,” Jae said. “Remember that.”
“Right.”
“So since I’m not as arrogant, I’m not as disgusting, right?”
More than one of them scoffed.
“The day you’re not arrogant,” Changmin said, “is the day I live again.”
“Me, too,” Yoochun said.
“Hey, I’m getting better.”
“You’re less of a bastard, but no less arrogant.”
Jae pouted. Yunho smiled. He put an arm around him and kissed his cheek. “If you weren’t arrogant, you wouldn’t be you,” he said, ignoring four incredulous stares. He concentrated on eating, leaving his arm around the faerie.
“Damn, Jae, this is good,” Changmin said while scooping more meat onto his plate.
“It really is,” Junsu added. “Thanks for cooking.”
Jae finished eating and pushed his plate away. He didn’t get up, but scooted his chair closer to Yunho and curled up under his arm. Yunho was pushing the last of his food around his plate.
“It’ll hurt my feelings if you don’t eat it,” Jae said.
“How much will your feelings be hurt if I throw it back up?”
Jae made a face. “Point. What about dessert?”
“Ugh. No way. Nothing sweet.”
“What about something tangy and a little arrogant?”
Yunho smiled. “Tangy?”
“You can tell me if I’m wrong.”
“How ‘bout we sing a bit before you two decide to start doing it on this table?” Yoochun said.
Jae frowned. “You’re the leader, Yunho. Tell him we’ll sing after.”
Yunho shook his head. “Nope. Sing first.” He kissed Jae’s forehead and then got up. He dumped his plate, and then shut his eyes as the world spun. Fuck. He shouldn’t have gotten drunk last night. A firm hand went around his waist and held him up.
“You okay?” Jae asked.
“Yeah, but after tomorrow, I may not be in any condition to sing and dance.”
“Why not?” Changmin asked.
“The day before a full moon is usually the worst. I just don’t have any energy and I can’t eat anything and I can’t do much except drag my ass to the hunting compound. But my energy stores sucked up a lot of reserves ‘cause I got drunk last night, so I’ll probably be useless for two days.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you,” Jae whispered.
“Let’s go sing.”
Yoochun brought his keyboard into the living room and they all took their places. Changmin in his chair, Junsu in the other. Yunho slouched against the couch, resting his head on the back. Jae lay down and put his feet in his lap.
“Play it, Yoochun,” Yunho said without opening his eyes.
As the song played, Yunho rubbed a finger over Jae’s ankle and down his foot.
“You know,” Jae whispered, “if you’re going to touch my feet, you might as well massage them.”
Yunho smiled, but picked up one foot and rubbed firm fingers into the arch, side and pads.
At the chorus, Junsu sang the backgrounds in a soft voice, while nodding. “Yep. Changmin’s parts.”
“You are a really talented song writer,” Jae said when it was over.
“Thanks.”
Jae raised his eyebrows in expectation.
“What?”
“Don’t I get a compliment back?”
Yoochun scoffed. “Which one do you want?”
“Any.”
“Fine. You’re a good cook.”
“I am, aren’t I?”
Yunho pinched one of his toes.
“Hey!”
“Just say, ‘thank you’,” Yunho said, smiling.
“Fine. Yoochun, thank you for complimenting me, even if it was forced.”
“God, Jae,” Yunho said, but Jae was grinning.
Yunho’s phone vibrated in his pocket. He lifted Jae’s legs off him, and fumbled for it, but Jae took that opportunity to scoot closer to him, so in the process of pulling the phone out of his pocket, he managed to grope Jae’s ass, as well. Jae smirked at him when he blushed.
Then his face fell. It was Athena. He’d already ignored three calls from her that day. He sighed and answered.
“Hello?”
“Hey, handsome. I haven’t heard from you for a couple days.”
“Yeah, I’ve been busy.”
She laughed. “Don’t lie to me. You’re in love with the faerie and I’m okay with that. Look, that’s not why I called. I know you entertainment people don’t watch the news, but you should probably turn your TV on.”
“Hey, Changmin, turn the TV on,” Yunho said. “Any particular channel?”
“Just a news one.”
“Kay.”
“And hey, Yunho, you’re pretty cool. We can be friends, right?”
Yunho looked at Jae, who was shaking his head.
“Yeah,” Yunho said. “We can.”
Jae made a face.
“You doing okay before the hunt?” After a moment, she said. “I can hear how tired you are. That faerie better be taking care of you, or I’m going to claw his eyes out.”
“He is.”
“Good. Get some rest.”
“Thanks, Athena.”
He disconnected with her. The commercials ended and the anchor woman’s face appeared. His face was in the top corner.
“What the fuck?” he shouted.
They all shushed him.
“Recapping our top story, we have reports that SM Entertainment is developing a secret group. This group is not like any others, but an integrated group. Each member is a different creature. All the rumors agree that Jung Yunho, former leader of The Werewolves, is going to be the leader of this ragtag group. We can get no confirmations from anyone at SM about what creatures are joining the werewolf, but now that the secret is out, how long will they wait to confirm or deny it? We will have an update on how the public is reacting to this news later on in the broadcast. In other news-”
Changmin muted it. And then they all looked at Yunho.
“What?” he said. “Does that change anything?”
“I guess not,” Junsu said. “Jae, let’s sing this first verse together, see how it sounds.”
Yunho tried not to be a bit nervous. How would the public react? What would happen tomorrow when they went to practice? He kept rubbing Jae’s feet. If SM decided to cancel the group, what would they all do? Would they be moved, put in another group? As much as he loved being part of the Werewolves, he didn’t remember being close to any of the members, even in the early days. Even before they were officially disbanded, Yunho hadn’t talked to any of them in months.
Jae sat up and nudged him. He looked over at him. Changmin was singing part of the bridge with Junsu.
“You okay?”
“No.”
“What’s wrong?”
“What if they break us up? What if people don’t like us?”
Jae put his arms around Yunho’s neck. “We worry about it when it happens.”
Yunho leaned into the comfort, Jae’s hair tickling his nose. “I think this is the first day your hair has stayed the same color all day.”
“That’s because you said you like it.”
Yunho smiled. “You do know I’m very nervous about this.”
“Look, we can’t control what SM does-”
“Not that. This.” He nuzzled Jae’s neck.
“After practice are you going to let me dispel all your worries?”
“God, I wish, but not right now.”
“Why not?”
“You think getting drunk messes me up before a full moon, sex and, any and all acts related to it, make me dangerous.”
“What do you mean?”
Yunho sighed, but when he tried to pull away, Jae tightened his hold.
“I mean, I lose control. Claws come out, canines come in. It’s like I sort of shift, but not quite and then it’s like I’m in a half state that’s more wolf than man until the moon is full and then recovering takes even longer.”
Jae wanted to ask, had to ask who he’d lost control with, but he kept his mouth shut.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Then I should probably move away from you, huh?”
“Naw, just keep your hands to yourself.”
“No fun.”
Yunho laughed. “We’ll have fun.” He lifted his head a bit and leaned forward. His lips grazed the side of Jae’s mouth as he whispered, “And you’ll be glad you waited. My energy, vitality, longevity all increase after a hunt.”
Jae’s eyes fluttered shut and then he pushed away from Yunho with a gasp that caught the others’ attention.
“Sorry,” Jae said, “he’s teasing.”
Yoochun rolled his eyes. “Good thing you guys are taking this seriously.”
“Sorry,” Yunho said, still smiling at Jae. “What are we talking about?”
Lyrics to Holding On by Vampire!Yoochun
I don’t suppose I could call you
Or even say hello.
Or even meet your eye
Without you wondering if I’m
Insane
Crazy
In love.
I think I must be.
They say we can’t be together
They say we shouldn’t try
If you’ll only look at me
I promise that you won’t see
Disdain
Disgust
Fear
I promise I will smile.
I’m holding on tight
To a love I can’t have
A lover only in dreams
Is love supposed to hurt this much? (I die a little each time I see you.)
It’s suffocating me. (I cry a little each time I love you.)
What if you didn’t know
dirty blood runs through my veins
Would you still look through and
Take pieces of me with you
Emotions
Shards
Soul
I belong to you
I’m holding on tight
To a love I can’t have
A lover only in dreams
Is love supposed to hurt this much? (I die a little each time I see you.)
It’s suffocating me. (I cry a little each time I love you.)
Why can’t I be like you
Why can’t you notice me
Why must you cringe away
When you are all I need
Holding on to you
is like holding onto wind
All it does is blow away
And leave me alone again.
I’m holding on tight
To a love I can’t have
A lover only in dreams
Is love supposed to hurt this much? (I die a little each time I see you.)
It’s suffocating me. (I cry a little each time I love you.)
Is love supposed to hurt this much? (I die a little each time I see you.)
It’s suffocating me. (I cry a little each time I love you.)
Chapter 14: You’ll never beg me to stop again.
Chapter 12: Junsu is not good at hiding his feelings.
Chapter 11: So are we going to celebrate or what?
Chapter 10: And no throwing pieces of Changmin at each other either.[9][8][7][6][5][4][3][2][1]
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