“Jaejoong! No!” Yunho shouted at me anxiously.
He grabbed the knife out of my hand and thrashed it to the other side of the marbled floor. It made a clanging sound as it hit the floor and slid a few feet across from where it had landed. He kneeled down so he was right besides me, embracing me, comforting me. He rocked me back and forth, telling me
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Omg.
That was really depressing.
Hahah, as much as I'm obsessed with DBSK right now, that was my first fic.
So yay. ^_^
This was really good...even though the ending was...GAH, WHY? lol. I can't get over that. it's like repeating in my head.
Anyway, you did a wonderful job bby. <3
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LOL, thank youssss~~ <3
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'"I can sleep peacefully now Yunho…finally…” I smiled lightly.'
THIS BROKE ME, OMG.
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lol, i will continue to do that then xDDD
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-its my jaejoong too- xDDD
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