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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1758056</id>
    <author>
      <name>candyfae</name>
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    <title>Dressing Room</title>
    <published>2015-02-14T17:09:08Z</published>
    <updated>2015-02-14T17:09:08Z</updated>
    <category term="member: yoseob"/>
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    <category term="rating: nc-17"/>
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    <lj:music>CRAZY - 4minute</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 19.6000003814697px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt;Dressing Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;candyfae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt;smut, PWP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;NC-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I do not own them, but I do own these fics of mine, and the plots (unless said otherwise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt; Dooseob&amp;#39;s private activities in a not so private place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://candyfae.livejournal.com/7761.html" target="_blank"&gt;DRESSING ROOM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1756724</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
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    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -14-</title>
    <published>2014-11-27T18:21:37Z</published>
    <updated>2014-11-27T18:21:37Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -14-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;ldquo;Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won&amp;#39;t judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don&amp;#39;t ever let them go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/50522.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;ldquo;It feels lonely. And cold. I miss the security of his presence at my side. What does that mean? I can&amp;#39;t ask him to sleep with me now that we are back here&amp;rdquo;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; )</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1755918</id>
    <author>
      <name>Arya Yume</name>
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    <lj:poster user="aryayume" userid="72496188"/>
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    <title>Twisted Harmony</title>
    <published>2014-11-06T09:18:46Z</published>
    <updated>2014-12-14T08:13:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>B2ST- 12:30</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title: Twisted Harmony&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Romance/Angst&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Junseung, Dooseob&lt;br /&gt;Rating: M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Together we can flow through the darkness of the past. Alone, we may shatter like&lt;br /&gt;glass. But always know that my heart belongs with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0d00ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aryayume.livejournal.com/945.html" target="_blank"&gt;Prologue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0d00ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;a href="http://aryayume.livejournal.com/1217.html" target="_blank"&gt;Ch 1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0d00ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;a href="http://aryayume.livejournal.com/1351.html" target="_blank"&gt;Ch 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1755191</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
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    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[drabble] In his arms</title>
    <published>2014-09-20T18:22:14Z</published>
    <updated>2014-09-20T18:22:14Z</updated>
    <category term="rating: g"/>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <lj:music>B2ST - 니가 쉬는 날 | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; In his arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; drabble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; they are just cuddling on the couch, watching a soccer match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/50104.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;It was so easy to do so when Doojoon was around.&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1754993</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
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    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -13-</title>
    <published>2014-09-19T19:24:46Z</published>
    <updated>2014-09-19T19:24:46Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>B2ST - 문이 닫히면 | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -13-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/49847.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;“Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won't judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don't ever let them go.”&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1754579</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
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    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -12- (edited)</title>
    <published>2014-09-15T09:05:19Z</published>
    <updated>2014-09-15T09:05:56Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -12- (edited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count:&lt;/b&gt; 1556 (after editing: 3786)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/49455.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;Doojoon glanced at his flatmate, wondering what he was thinking of upon seeing the little smile edged on his lips.&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1753293</id>
    <author>
      <name>b2utifulyoebo</name>
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    <title>Korean Boys and Cosplay</title>
    <published>2014-08-21T10:07:53Z</published>
    <updated>2014-08-21T10:12:19Z</updated>
    <category term="member: yoseob"/>
    <category term="rating: g"/>
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    <lj:music>Mother on the phone...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title: Korean Boys and Cosplay&lt;br /&gt;Author: B2utifulyoebo&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: None&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Comedy&lt;br /&gt;Word count: 1004&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Yoseob&amp;#39;s sister bought him the new Pokemon game... Sadly, he forgot to check for the catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Hello, boys,&amp;rsquo; Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s mother greeted them, smiling sweetly. &amp;lsquo;Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s upstairs, you know the way,&amp;rsquo; she smiled again and it wasn&amp;rsquo;t hard to see where Yoseob got his looks from.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that day, Yoseob had texted Adam, Corey and Hyunseung to tell them he had just bought the new pokemon game. The important thing wasn&amp;rsquo;t that Yoseob had bought the game- though it was exciting. The thing about Pokemon is that you can trade with your friends, and Yoseob wanted to trade with his- only Adam actually owned the game, but the others still wanted to see what all the fuss was about.&lt;br /&gt;They traipsed up the stairs and piled into Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s room- except it was empty.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;He&amp;rsquo;s probably in the toilet,&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes had passed and Yoseob still hadn&amp;rsquo;t shown up, the boys got a little concerned. What could possibly be keeping him? He was usually pretty quick to the toilet, considering only Hyunseung took three minutes and managed to restyle his hair almost completely, he should&amp;rsquo;ve been out in no time.&lt;br /&gt;They descended the stairs again, finding Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s mother yet again. When they informed her they couldn&amp;rsquo;t find him, the woman screeched out a string of loud, extremely jarring words in Korean up the stairs. Hyunseung snickered to himself, earning an affectionate pat on the head from the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;In here!&amp;rsquo; Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s voice came from up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;They mounted the stairs, again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;I swear, if we don&amp;rsquo;t find him freaking soon I&amp;rsquo;m going to cry- I hate exercise,&amp;rsquo; Hyunseung grumbled as they got to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Joseph?&amp;rsquo; Adam called, looking around for any sign of the small boy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Help!&amp;rsquo; His voice came from a room with a pink label- covered in love hearts- stuck to the door.&lt;br /&gt;The boys tore open the door and froze at what they saw. A group of teenaged girls, about five of them, all chattering away in Korean as a sixth struggled against what appeared to be handcuffs. She was cuffed to a chair in an enormous, black dress and the other girls were doing her hair and putting make up on her. Fake eyelash cases and tubes of mascara were scattered at her feet as she tugged at her bonds with her eyes on them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Guys! Help me!&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Joseph? What-what is going on?&amp;rsquo; Adam squeaked, staring wide eyed at the girl- Yoseob.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;My sister bought me the pokemon game and said I needed to do her a favour- now she&amp;rsquo;s got me trapped! Help!&amp;rsquo; The three boys open and closed their mouths like a couple of brain dead barramundi for a few seconds before a hand of iron gripped around each of their wrists.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;More volunteers!&amp;rsquo; One called, Hyunseung recognised as Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s older sister. She grinned like an evil mastermind.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, she probably was the evil mastermind.&lt;br /&gt;All three were thrust into chairs and secured in place with fluffy, pink hand-cuffs. Before Corey could be cuffed to his chair, he jumped to his feet and yelled, sprinting from the room too fast for anyone to catch. They didn&amp;rsquo;t catch what he said as he went, but all three boys could easily guess what the general gist was.&lt;br /&gt;Both Adam and Hyunseung tried following suit, but were too late, as they had already been cuffed to the seats. Clearly, they were not as quick thinking as Corey. Both remaining boys looked at each other in horror, and then over to Yoseob. It was horrifying to know he was their future, as he was currently having &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; forced up his nose as he jabbered away in Korean- it sounded suspiciously like he was begging for mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;Noona, please let us go- you&amp;rsquo;ve had your fun, I&amp;rsquo;m all dressed up! Can&amp;rsquo;t we leave now?&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;Nope, we&amp;rsquo;re not done! We&amp;rsquo;re gonna dress you guys up as the characters from Chobits! You&amp;rsquo;re Freya- it&amp;rsquo;s gonna be really cute,&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;The girl replied cheerfully, pinning a cat ear onto the wig on top of his head.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;&lt;i&gt;Wouldn&amp;rsquo;t it be more fun if &lt;/i&gt;you&lt;i&gt; dressed up as them?&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; Yoseob whined, trying to blow strands of hair from his face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;&lt;i&gt;We&amp;rsquo;re entering a competition, we&amp;rsquo;ve already done our own entry so now we&amp;rsquo;re entering you guys!&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;She laughed, pinching her brother&amp;rsquo;s cheek.&lt;br /&gt;Adam had been forced into a white dress- bright red accents, his face completely foundationised and his eyes lined in what felt like mud. And Hyunseung was wearing a pink genie-like outfit, completely bright and floaty, he had blush and eye-shadow applied, the eyeliner was about to touch his lids. Just as this was happening, the door swung open.&lt;br /&gt;Another boy was standing in the doorway. He was Korean, judging from the container of orange and red kimchi in his right hand- Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s mum always forced kimchi on exchange students from Korea. His eyes were wide and his jaw slack as he took in the sight before him. Three teenaged boys held captive by a bunch of girls and wearing dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after what felt like eternity, a snort of laughter came from him and he smacked the door frame with his hand in an attempt to hold it in. The three made up boys shared a look and started straining against their handcuffs, hopeful for release.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Doojoon, help us!&amp;rsquo; Yoseob yelled, Adam and Hyunseung both nodded at him, realising that he was a possible ally.&lt;br /&gt;However, Doojoon didn&amp;rsquo;t particularly want to help.&lt;br /&gt;The boy had pulled out his phone and was still laughing to himself as the girls giggled and stuck poses for him. It took the boys a minute longer to figure out what he was doing. Maybe he was calling the authorities to get Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s crazy sister locked up? No- surely he wasn&amp;rsquo;t- that&amp;rsquo;s not even possible.&lt;br /&gt;There was no way in hell Doojoon was taking a photo of them. Not in dresses, made up and completely humiliated. No way in hell.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so he was.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;&lt;i&gt;Doojoon, I&amp;rsquo;m going to kill you!&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;Yoseob screeched upon realisation.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;This is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; going on twitter- smile, Yoseob!&amp;rsquo;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -12-</title>
    <published>2014-08-17T21:42:27Z</published>
    <updated>2014-08-17T21:42:27Z</updated>
    <category term="rating: g"/>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <lj:music>B2ST - Midnight (별 헤는 밤) | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -12-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;ldquo;Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won&amp;#39;t judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don&amp;#39;t ever let them go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/49455.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;another chapter and OH MY GOD yes! It&amp;#39;s 2jun again! Apparently there&amp;#39;s too much 2jun going on...&lt;/a&gt; )</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1751951</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -11-</title>
    <published>2014-08-12T22:19:14Z</published>
    <updated>2014-08-12T22:19:49Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <lj:music>KAT-TUN - FANTASTIC PLANET | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -11-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/49187.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won&amp;#39;t judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don&amp;#39;t ever let them go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1751594</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -10-</title>
    <published>2014-08-07T20:07:25Z</published>
    <updated>2014-08-07T20:07:25Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <lj:music>B2ST - 비가 오는 날엔 | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -10-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/48973.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;“Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won't judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don't ever let them go.”&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1751536</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -9-</title>
    <published>2014-07-31T21:02:03Z</published>
    <updated>2014-07-31T21:02:03Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg-13"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <lj:music>JYJ - 서른.. | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -9-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/48866.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;“Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won't judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don't ever let them go.”&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1751170</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -8-</title>
    <published>2014-07-22T21:10:06Z</published>
    <updated>2014-07-22T21:10:06Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg-13"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <lj:music>Infinite - Back | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -8-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/48514.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;“Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won't judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don't ever let them go.”&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1750904</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>My escape -7-</title>
    <published>2014-07-19T18:11:44Z</published>
    <updated>2014-07-19T18:11:44Z</updated>
    <category term="rating: g"/>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <lj:music>Jason Walker - Kiss Me | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -7-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/48340.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;“Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won't judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don't ever let them go.”&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1750339</id>
    <author>
      <name>b2utifulyoebo</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="b2utifulyoebo" userid="50649183"/>
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    <title>Korean Boys and Wooing Girls</title>
    <published>2014-07-09T02:36:52Z</published>
    <updated>2014-07-09T02:36:52Z</updated>
    <category term="rating: g"/>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="pairing: hyunseung/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">Title: Korean Boys and Wooing girls&lt;br /&gt;Author: B2utifulyoebo&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Slight! Junseung&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Comedy&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G&lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 1,337&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Junhyung had pretty much fallen in love, he just wish he knew how to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;A/N: Read &lt;a href="http://beastattack.livejournal.com/1749966.html" target="_blank"&gt;Korean Boys and Being the New Kid&lt;/a&gt; if you want context... otherwise don't bother, it's not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung had gone on exchange with very few ideas about what would happen. He figured he would eat some foreign food, meet some foreign people and go back home with no real impact on how he was going to live his life in the future. Honestly, he was going on exchange because his mum wanted him to. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s easier to get A&amp;rsquo;s in foreign countries!&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s easy to find a job if you study abroad!&amp;rdquo; He thought it was a cop out, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;What he definitely hadn&amp;rsquo;t expected a mere two weeks into his six month exchange was to fall head over heels in love with a girl a few schools over. She had shoulder length, strawberry blond hair, big, glassy eyes and legs that seemed to go on forever. The first time he&amp;rsquo;d seen her, he almost fell over. He received a knowing smirk from the other exchange student staying with him (Thomas from Hong Kong).&lt;br /&gt;He only ever saw her on Wednesdays, when he walked home due to his host family having work- she must have had P.E. on a Wednesday. She was always wearing ugly blue shorts and a zip up track suit style jacket he&amp;rsquo;d come to associate with sport. She still managed to look hot in them. He often fantasised about walking over to her and introducing himself on his way home, but he never did.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t like he was particularly shy, or anything either. It&amp;rsquo;s just- he thought it was a little weird, to randomly introduce yourself to a girl. They went to separate schools and there was literally no reason he could think of as an excuse, so he continued to stare at her longingly on his way home every Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Just go talk to her!&amp;rsquo; Thomas hissed one day, shoving his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;No! It&amp;rsquo;s weird!&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Go, la! Go, la, go, la, go, la,&amp;rsquo; Thomas chimed in that way he sometimes did- he called it the Hong Kong dialect, Junhyung called it bloody annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;No! And stop saying that!&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;What do you say in Korean way? Ka jya! Ka jya!&amp;rsquo; Junhyung winced at the butchering of his language.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;It&amp;rsquo;s weird to just do that, besides, it&amp;rsquo;s &lt;i&gt;gaja&lt;/i&gt;&amp;hellip; and that&amp;rsquo;s informal,&amp;rsquo; he added grumpily.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for him, Junhyung&amp;rsquo;s host family lived only a few streets away from one of the boys &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; hung out with lived. Quirky, loud and mildly annoying, the boy was hard to miss despite his short height- even in the mornings when Junhyung&amp;rsquo;s eyes were glued together. He just hoped they weren&amp;rsquo;t dating. He didn&amp;rsquo;t think he could handle the crushing his heart would go through if she was dating that shorty.&lt;br /&gt;Unluckily for Junhyung, he still had no idea how to approach any of the students from Maryville- yes, a fancy school- and introduce himself. He wondered if he could just ask them to join in a game after school. No. Maybe he could ask if they knew some random person. No, that was weird and ridiculous. The answer came in the form of an awful Tuesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung was well and truly ready to see his beautiful future wife the next day. So far, his morning hadn&amp;rsquo;t been great. He&amp;rsquo;d been the last to shower, with no hot water, and was consequently running late- Thomas had snuck in before him and was well and truly gone by the time he&amp;rsquo;d got out. His new totally hot but painful piercing throbbed in his ear- he hoped it wasn&amp;rsquo;t an infection, and he&amp;rsquo;d only minutes ago stubbed his toe on his bedroom door in his rush to escape the house.&lt;br /&gt;He flew out of the house, patting down his pockets to check for his keys and jumped through the gate. He crashed into another person, small but also moving fast enough to almost knock him from his feet. A few choice curses in Korean flew from his mouth as he steadied himself against the gate, frowning as he look at the person who had smacked into him. Big brown eyes stared at him, open mouthed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;You&amp;rsquo;re Korean?&amp;rsquo; the boy squeaked, scrabbling to his feet. Junhyung nodded dumbly, holding out a hand to help the other up. &amp;lsquo;Do you know IU? I&amp;rsquo;m Yoseob, by the way!&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Uh, yeah?&amp;rsquo; Junhyung frowned slightly, confused by the sudden music related question. He barely even noticed the change into Korean, he was sure his head was going to start spinning.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lsquo;I&amp;rsquo;m Junhyung- or well, Jason,&amp;rsquo; Yoseob seemed very excited to meet another Korean person.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Do you love her?&amp;rsquo; he asked suddenly, eyes wide and excited.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Er, who?&amp;rsquo; the taller replied, his mind darting back to the leggy girl he- Yoseob- hung around with. &lt;i&gt;Surely he couldn&amp;rsquo;t know about that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;IU! Isn&amp;rsquo;t she awesome? Do you love her? No one around here knows IU, it drives me mad,&amp;rsquo; Yoseob raved, bouncing happily.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Yeah, she&amp;rsquo;s uh&amp;hellip; I liked her high note, but I&amp;rsquo;m more&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo; He trailed off, shrugging.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;I like Apink too, they&amp;rsquo;re so cute and catchy! If you want sexy it&amp;rsquo;s gotta be 4minute though,&amp;rsquo; Junhyung just nodded as Yoseob rattled on, he got the feeling Yoseob liked idol groups a lot more than he did.&lt;br /&gt;They walked together, chatting- or at least Yoseob was chatting while Junhyung daydreamed about how wonderful it was going to be to finally talk to the strawberry blond babe who hung out with Yoseob. Yes, he&amp;rsquo;d twigged almost immediately that, if the circumstances were right, he could be introduced to the hot girl without the need of a complicated excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung had completely forgotten how late he was going to be to psychology.&lt;br /&gt;While they walked, he discovered that, once the younger boy had finally stopped gushing about idols, he was actually quite fun to talk to. Apparently, Yoseob had a habit of pulling pranks on people- something Junhyung both related to and admired in a person. He listened to tales about pulling wigs from teacher&amp;rsquo;s heads and entire classrooms of eight year old girls screaming because they were convinced that Yoseob had seen a mouse running around the room.&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob was met by a group of people at the gate, a few boys of little consequence and &lt;i&gt;her. &lt;/i&gt;Junhyung blinked, not used to seeing her in a proper uniform. She was wearing long pants, a polo shirt and black sneakers. He blinked, she looked a lot different up close. Her hair was less shoulder length and more a layered bob. What he was sure would be subtle curves under her shirt were flat planes and sharp angles.&lt;br /&gt;He was introduced, briefly to everyone, he couldn&amp;rsquo;t remember their names, but when it came to &lt;i&gt;her, &lt;/i&gt;he perked up. &amp;lsquo;And this is Harry,&amp;rsquo; Yoseob smiled, &amp;lsquo;But I say Seungie, &amp;lsquo;cause we&amp;rsquo;re both Korean, see?&amp;rsquo; Junhyung nodded dumbly in response. He&amp;rsquo;d had a penpal called Harriet in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harriett is a pretty name.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung was sure he smiled like an idiot, but he didn&amp;rsquo;t even care. He&amp;rsquo;d finally met her. &lt;i&gt;Harriet. Seungie- Seungah? Seungyeon? Both lovely.&lt;/i&gt; Even though, up close she wasn&amp;rsquo;t as pretty as he expected, he was ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;Seungie smiled at him, a wonderfully oblivious smile. Her eyes twinkled and her cheeks pulled up, her teeth shone and Junhyung was absolutely positive the sun had paused in its day just to shine down on that perfect smile. Beautiful smile. Wonderful smile. He really, really liked her smile.&lt;br /&gt;However, there was a problem when he looked a little closer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Nice to meet you, Junhyung!&amp;rsquo; Seungie&amp;rsquo;s voice was deep.&lt;br /&gt;Very, very deep. As in, as deep as his and deeper than Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s and her hands were bigger than he expected when they clasped with his for a handshake. The flat planes below her shirt weren&amp;rsquo;t just hills that had yet to turn into mountains, they were just plain old flats and when he looked closely at the girl&amp;rsquo;s neck, he saw a distinct lump protruding from her throat. An Adams apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harry. Not Harriett.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Junhyung&amp;rsquo;s soul left his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1749966</id>
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      <name>b2utifulyoebo</name>
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    <lj:poster user="b2utifulyoebo" userid="50649183"/>
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    <title>Korean Boys and Being the New Kid</title>
    <published>2014-07-07T14:06:11Z</published>
    <updated>2014-07-09T02:37:28Z</updated>
    <category term="member: yoseob"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Title: Korean Boys and Being The New Kid&lt;/div&gt;Author: B2utifulyoebo&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: None&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Comedy&lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 1,290&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Yoseob has moved to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;A/N: This is the first installment in a non-linear series, don&amp;#39;t expect too much because all the fun stuff comes later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoseob had never even once in his life been the new kid. He had never before felt that terrifying, soul crushing dread, fear of being all alone in a new, scary place where he didn&amp;rsquo;t know anyone and everyone looked at him funny. Even on his first day of school he hadn&amp;rsquo;t been the new kid; he hadn&amp;rsquo;t been alone because he knew three boys and one girl that was going to be in his home room for that year, and by the time he moved up to the next year he knew almost all the other kids.&lt;br /&gt;However, suddenly he &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; the new kid. Suddenly, in his eleventh year of school (reception counted), he &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; getting funny looks. He &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; feeling lonely and insignificant as a bunch of teens- speaking a language he sucked at- were jumping and running around. All throwing things at each other and generally making a ruckus and he wasn&amp;rsquo;t a part of it- even though back home he would be the instigator.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher in front of him smiled and pointed to his locker, spewing out some English he couldn&amp;rsquo;t process. As she left, a group of what must have been exchange students swarmed over to him. They started asking him question after question. Some had assumed he was Chinese and were speaking in their native tongue to him, while others were less presumptuous and were speaking English. Either way he couldn&amp;rsquo;t understand them when they were all talking over the top of each other. He blinked at them with his best &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m a lost, confused puppy- please help me!&amp;rdquo; look. Mostly, he hoped they would quiet down enough for him to ask where the toilet was because he had forgotten since his tour a few days ago. He really needed to pee.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that although he was a permanent resident, and now student, in Australia, he had still been given an exchange student&amp;rsquo;s locker. This meant he had to walk half way across the school to get to his class, even though everyone else&amp;rsquo;s lockers were beside the door. That little mishap made him late for his very first meeting with his new teacher. He was sure he was going to get a detention or a demerit or something severe to remind him that just because he was new didn&amp;rsquo;t mean he could waltz in after the bell and make himself at home. All his teachers back home had told him such things every time he was late. However, none of that happened. He walked in, cheeks flushed in embarrassment and eyes glued to the floor and his teacher, a portly man with a bold head, told him to take a seat anywhere and let him finish marking attendance before he was introduced to his new class mates.&lt;br /&gt;Looking around the room, Yoseob noticed a few things.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, there weren&amp;rsquo;t that many Asians in his class, though he had seen a lot around the courtyard before school, it seemed like none were in his particular class.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, everyone in Australia felt the need to tan, or fake tan, as one girl&amp;rsquo;s particularly orange coloured skin told him- seriously, it looked like someone upended a bag of doritos over her.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, even sitting down he could tell everyone would be taller than him, this did not amuse him. Though, even back home he was known as a shorty.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, no one was doing any form of work, there were students with their lap tops open and watching videos on youtube. There were students on their phones, some students were even taking pictures and videos of themselves and their friends. That never happened back home- as soon as the teacher appeared all electronics disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;On the teacher&amp;rsquo;s instruction Yoseob rose from his chair. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment again and he managed to let out a stutter and slurred greeting that he was sure sounded like gibberish to the people listening, so he tried again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;H-Hello, my name is Yoseob Yang, my English name is Joseph, so you can call that me, I move from Korea to live in Australia, I am very glad to meet you all,&amp;rsquo;&lt;br /&gt;The class was quiet for a minute before slowly a gentle clap started. Yoseob knew it was just them all being polite, but he bowed, before remembering that he was in Australia and &lt;i&gt;no one bows in Australia&lt;/i&gt;. The teacher briefly read out something from his laptop screen that sounded like nonsense to Yoseob, and the short boy readied himself for his first lesson. He neatly piled his brand new exercises book labelled &amp;ldquo;English&amp;rdquo; in front of him. He noticed some of the boys looking at his pencil case like it was the spawn of Satan. It was covered in marshmallows and pictures of his favourite singer and he tried to remember if marshmallows were offensive to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;A girl sitting not far away turned to him smiling- she was sitting next to the girl Yoseob had dubbed as Dorito until further notice- and introduced herself as Tracy. She seemed very interested in his pencil case, even picking it up and examining it for a minute or so, before asking where he had got it from.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;In Korea, many store have these type of thing,&amp;rsquo; he explained, straightening it up from the diagonal position she had placed it in. He was absolutely was &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; obsessive compulsive.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Did your mum buy it for you?&amp;rsquo; She quizzed, he look quite offended at the implication, shaking his head and snatching it up.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;I bought it for me!&amp;rsquo; He grumbled, flipping it over to look at the logo on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;The girl didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say to that, so she backed away and sat back in her own seat until the bell went. Yoseob was a bit put out that no one had offered to show him to his first class, especially since he had always shown new kids around at his old school. He sighed and picked up his stuff, looking at the little map in the front page of his diary.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Where the hell is the English block?&amp;rsquo; He asked himself in Korean, frowning at the map.&lt;br /&gt;A hand tapped him on the shoulder as he looked around the courtyard curiously. He turned and blinked blankly at the black haired boy watching at him. He grinned at the other, happy to have someone acknowledge his presence, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;Where English block is?&amp;rsquo; He asked, trying his best to form a coherent sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lsquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll show you, follow me,&amp;rsquo; the boy smiled back, leading the way.&lt;br /&gt;On the way, Yoseob introduced himself as Joseph- his English name having trouble tumbling from his mouth- and the other boy was revealed to be Adam. They had the same English class. The Asian boy smiled as they chatted, trying his best to keep up with the sudden rush of English to his system, he supposed he was going to have to get used to speaking and listening in English.&lt;br /&gt;When they got to their English class, Adam invited Yoseob to sit with him and a few friends, the boy agreed eagerly. Their seats were at the back of the class and when he walked in, Yoseob heard a couple of whispers, though he couldn&amp;rsquo;t work out what they were saying. He had barely sat down when the teacher had spotted him and forced him to the front.&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob swore he was having the same nightmare over and over again over the next week. Every lesson he went to, he was forced to introduce himself. He had a few lessons with Adam, but a few alone, too and he sat in the back, completely ignored by most of the class. In all honesty, he thought his pencil case was to blame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1749329</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -6-</title>
    <published>2014-06-26T23:22:41Z</published>
    <updated>2014-06-26T23:22:41Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -6-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/47670.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won&amp;#39;t judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don&amp;#39;t ever let them go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1748958</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>[fic] My escape -5-</title>
    <published>2014-06-17T23:12:22Z</published>
    <updated>2014-06-17T23:12:22Z</updated>
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    <category term="rating: pg"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -5-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/47379.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won&amp;#39;t judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don&amp;#39;t ever let them go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1748381</id>
    <author>
      <name>jhhs_1505</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="jhhs_1505" userid="33154558"/>
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    <title>In sickness and in health</title>
    <published>2014-06-09T02:20:35Z</published>
    <updated>2014-06-09T02:20:35Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg"/>
    <category term="pairing: hyunseung/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Title: In sickness and in health&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pairings: Junseung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genre: Fluff(?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rating: PG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summary: &lt;span style="line-height: 1.4;"&gt;Junhyung and Hyunseung are cohabiting boyfriends who live in an apartment somewhere in Seoul. Be it in sickness and in health, Junhyung will take care of Hyunseung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;( &lt;a href="http://jhhs-1505.tumblr.com/post/88184315862/pg-junseung-in-sickness-and-in-health" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;J U R A N&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1748214</id>
    <author>
      <name>chowderoo</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="pakdemxet" userid="32738414"/>
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    <title>Secret Love Affair (8/?)</title>
    <published>2014-05-28T12:48:37Z</published>
    <updated>2014-05-28T12:48:37Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg-13"/>
    <category term="pairing: hyunseung/junhyung"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/hyunseung"/>
    <lj:music>John Legend - All of Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://like-a-domino.livejournal.com/7016.html" target="_blank"&gt;Secret Love Affair&lt;/a&gt; (8/?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://pakdemxet.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt; pakdemxet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre: &lt;/b&gt;Romance, slight angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Junhyung/Hyunseung (JunSeung), Dooseung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG - 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; I own the plot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Hyunseung&amp;#39;s got everything he always wanted. Money, fame, the perfect guy, but why isn&amp;#39;t he happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pakdemxet.livejournal.com/712.html#cutid1" target="_blank"&gt;5th drabble&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://like-a-domino.livejournal.com/347.html" target="_blank"&gt;chapter 1&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://like-a-domino.livejournal.com/650.html" target="_blank"&gt;chapter 2&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://like-a-domino.livejournal.com/1123.html" target="_blank"&gt;chapter 3&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://like-a-domino.livejournal.com/3696.html" target="_blank"&gt;chapter 4&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://like-a-domino.livejournal.com/4224.html" target="_blank"&gt;chapter 5&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://like-a-domino.livejournal.com/5838.html" target="_blank"&gt;chapter 6&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://like-a-domino.livejournal.com/5944.html" target="_blank"&gt;chapter 7&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/85065/8/secret-love-affair-angst-b2st-beast-junseung-yaoi-dooseung" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;parody&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1747191</id>
    <author>
      <email>mzcheong@hotmail.com</email>
      <name>akinoyui</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="akinoyui" userid="12602450"/>
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    <title>Love, Coffee, Puppy</title>
    <published>2014-04-25T08:23:04Z</published>
    <updated>2014-04-25T08:29:03Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: nc-17"/>
    <category term="pairing: hyunseung/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://akinoyui.livejournal.com/16993.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;Love, Coffee, Puppy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; Fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Hyunseung/Junhyung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Hyunseung and Junhyung 's married life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N :&lt;/b&gt; Hello peeps! Long time no see. I don't really know what to put as the title nor what to write in the summary because it's just full of nothing really. Just Junhyung and Hyunseung and Junhyung and Hyunseung xD</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1746545</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>My escape -4-</title>
    <published>2014-04-14T17:22:58Z</published>
    <updated>2014-04-14T17:22:58Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg-13"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -4-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/46721.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won&amp;#39;t judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don&amp;#39;t ever let them go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1746210</id>
    <author>
      <name>Noon</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="louvela" userid="15560407"/>
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    <title>My escape -3-</title>
    <published>2014-04-02T23:22:30Z</published>
    <updated>2014-04-02T23:22:30Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg-13"/>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; My escape -3-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; 2jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length:&lt;/b&gt; chaptered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre:&lt;/b&gt; fluff - angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://xx-noonmoon-xx.livejournal.com/46577.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You could talk to this person for hours and never get bored, you could tell them things and they won&amp;#39;t judge you. This person is your soulmate, your best friend. Don&amp;#39;t ever let them go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1745691</id>
    <author>
      <name>jhhs_1505</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="jhhs_1505" userid="33154558"/>
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    <title>Shadows of the Dark - Extra Part I</title>
    <published>2014-03-27T04:41:11Z</published>
    <updated>2014-03-27T04:41:11Z</updated>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <category term="rating: pg-13"/>
    <category term="pairing: hyunseung/junhyung"/>
    <content type="html">Title: Shadows of the Dark - Extra Part I&lt;br /&gt;Pairings: main - Junseung&lt;br /&gt;Summary: When the light shines, pure darkness turns into shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;spades;&amp;hearts;&amp;clubs;&amp;diams;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://jhhs-1505.tumblr.com/sotd" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Shadows of the Dark Chapters&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;spades;&amp;hearts;&amp;clubs;&amp;diams;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;a href="http://jhhs-1505.tumblr.com/private/80766675355/tumblr_mzunp5TNu21rxa53d" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Extra Part I&lt;/a&gt; )</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beastattack:1745438</id>
    <author>
      <name>tadtad_121</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="tadtad_121" userid="18166515"/>
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    <title>MY (TRULY) FIRST LOVE</title>
    <published>2014-03-26T13:57:34Z</published>
    <updated>2014-03-26T13:57:34Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/yoseob"/>
    <category term="rating: g"/>
    <category term="#fanfiction"/>
    <lj:music>OST They Kiss Again - Be your Superman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt;My (Truly) First Love (2/?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://tadtad-121.livejournal.com" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;tadtad_121&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt;Dooseob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="line-height: 1.4;"&gt;Yoseob doesn&amp;#39;t know there&amp;#39;s a story that only he didn&amp;#39;t know. He feels really broke and just want to cry his heart out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.4;"&gt;But is it really an end for his world? Or is it just another way from god for him to meet his first and-maybe also-last love? And what is it to do with his new friend Doojoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;The next day, Yoseob come to campus with bloated face and puffy eyes. He spent the night with crying his heart out. He was crying and crying until he realized that he looked so stupid if he keep on mourn over something like that. And finally his tears stopped and he could sleep. At five o&amp;rsquo;clock. So here he is, yawning nonstop all the way from his house. He walked sleepily in the hallway when suddenly Kikwang and Hyunseung appear in front of him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yoseob-ah!&amp;rdquo; Kikwang startled Yoseob. When Yoseob lifted his face, Kikwang and Hyunseung just gasp. &amp;ldquo;Yah! Your face- your eyes- yah! Yoseob-ah, why could you look like this?!&amp;rdquo; Kikwang asked as his hand kept touching Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;*sigh* I&amp;rsquo;m okay, Kwangie. It&amp;rsquo;s probably because of my lack of sleep. I was doing my homework all night.&amp;rdquo; Yoseob answered tiredly while removing Kikwang&amp;rsquo;s hands from his face. He just felt like cursing.&lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;From all of people in this campus, why should I meet them this early.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;lsquo; Yoseob thought while closing his eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you sure? You looked so tired Seobie&amp;hellip; Do you want us to accompany you skipping class?&amp;rdquo; Hyunseung asked Yoseob worriedly. He also try to touch Yosoeb&amp;rsquo;s face, but Yoseob dodges it quickly. It made Hyunseung frowned, Yoseob is the spoiled one between them so he never reject any kind of affection from one of them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;*sigh* I said I&amp;rsquo;m okay Seungie. And can you guys just stop touching my face?&amp;rdquo; Yoseob said tiredly again. He look at his watch, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;d better hurry, my class will start 5 minute again. Bye.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;But Seob- okay bye.&amp;rdquo; Kikwang is very confused, there&amp;rsquo;s something definitely wrong with Yoseob. He just remembered, he and Yoseob promised to walk home together yesterday but suddenly Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s missing. Kikwang waited for Yoseob until dark but still there&amp;rsquo;s no sign of Yoseob in campus. He decided to just walk home alone and try to called Yoseob but strangely Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s phone is off. &amp;lsquo;&lt;i&gt;So, is he really that busy? His phone was turned off and his face look like that today. Why do I have feeling that it has something to do with Junhyung..&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;Unintentionally Kikwang turned to Hyunseung who still has blank expression while staring at Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s back, &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;or&amp;hellip;it may not have anything to do with Hyunseung, isn&amp;rsquo;t it?&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;--------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;At class, Yoseob really can&amp;rsquo;t concentrate at anything that his teacher said. His mood really fall down even deeper after his encounter with Kikwang and Hyunseung. He doesn&amp;rsquo;t know why but he still feel angry when he saw their face. He felt tired, really tired, but he just can&amp;rsquo;t help it. He sigh again for the umpteenth time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yah, how may times you have sighed today?&amp;rdquo; Yoseob heard a voice from his left. He turned his head and lifted his eyebrows confusedly. &amp;ldquo;You looked sooo happy yesterday. You had a very big smile during class and I thought you&amp;rsquo;re a weird person but it turned out I prefer &amp;lsquo;the yesterday-you&amp;rsquo; than &amp;lsquo;the today-you&amp;rsquo;&amp;rdquo; that person, who according to Yoseob has very manly features, said with soft smile on his face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;.who are you?&amp;rdquo; Yoseob blink his eyes innocently. Twice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t know me? I have introduced myself yesterday, and didn&amp;rsquo;t you notice I&amp;rsquo;ve sat here since yesterday?&amp;rdquo; That person said with wide eyes. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m Doojoon. Yoon Doojoon. I&amp;rsquo;m your chairmate, by the way.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh. Hi. I&amp;rsquo;m Yoseob. Sorry I&amp;rsquo;m not in the mood to talk right now, you can just pretend like there isn&amp;rsquo;t me here, Doojoon-ssi.&amp;rdquo; Yoseob said flatly. But suddenly when he saw the sharp eyes in front of him, he remembered something, &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;..Sharp eyes..Junhyung also has sharp eyes&amp;hellip;.. He&amp;rsquo;s so handsome and match well with Hyunseungie..&amp;rsquo;. &lt;/i&gt;Suddenly Yoseob has an urge to cry. He stood abruptly, asked permission to his teacher to go to bathroom, and left Doojoon who just frowned because Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s too-sudden-actions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;lsquo;I&amp;rsquo;m wondering if he still feel that sad because of what happened yesterday..&amp;rsquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Doojoon thought while staring at door which Yoseob just closed quietly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;--------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob doesn&amp;rsquo;t know where to go. He feels like crying but his tears doesn&amp;rsquo;t come out, he just felt really tired from all of this. He walk lazily until he reach campus&amp;rsquo; park. When he passes by a group of girls, he heard them talking about something that make him shocked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yah, do you guys have heard about Hyunseung? I heard he had broken up with Jiyong!&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Eyy, as if it&amp;rsquo;s possible! I heard they have dated for about 2 years, and we know how much they love each other. Do you guys forget how Hyunseung went straight to China just for gave support to Jiyong and his basketball team?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;I remember that. But I heard Jiyong did something terrible that made Hyunseung angry and want to break up.&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Woah~ Hyunseung is really something, right? He is even the one who want to break up? Not Jiyong? Woah~ He still has Junhyung who patiently wait for him after all, right? How lucky he is~~&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob stops abruptly. He can&amp;rsquo;t believe what he just heard. &lt;i&gt;Hyunseung already broken up&amp;hellip;&lt;/i&gt; Yoseob thought he knows very well what the reason of Hyunseung&amp;rsquo;s break up. &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;oh my God&amp;hellip;.I knew this would happened&amp;hellip; I knew Hyunseung also has feeling for Junhyung.. But why hasn&amp;rsquo;t Kikwang told me anything? He should just told me so I didn&amp;rsquo;t have any hope for this feeling of mine&amp;hellip;&amp;rsquo;&lt;/i&gt; He felt his tears started to gather in his eyes. He runs as fast&amp;nbsp; as possible. He doesn&amp;rsquo;t know where but he just want to escape from all of &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;But guess luck isn&amp;rsquo;t with him today. When he ran qucikly, he passed a big tree and saw two figures who he knows so well. They are Hyunseung&amp;hellip;.and Junhyung. Hyunseung is folding his knee and buried his head on it while Junhyung just sit quietly beside him and looked like trying to calm him down by pat his shoulder.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob doesn&amp;rsquo;t know what to do. He feels there are too much that he saw and heard today. Without him noticing, his tears just rolled down on his cheek. He touches his cheek and felt his tears rolling down. He felt so stupid for crying so many times, but his tears doesn&amp;rsquo;t want to stop eventhough he have wiped it for many times. So, he just walking fastly to one of many places in campus which he likes to stop by every time he&amp;rsquo;s in a bad mood. Yes, rooftop.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;--------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob turns the doorknob and felt fresh air hitting his face immediately. He likes to to calm his mind here because this place is empty and felt so peaceful. He walks to the edge of rooftop. He closes his eyes and feels the breeze. Once again he felt his tears are ready to come out from his eyes and-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yah! What are you doing there? You don&amp;rsquo;t want to commit a suicide, right?&amp;rdquo; Yoseob heard some yell behind him so he turned his head quickly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Eh? Woah it&amp;rsquo;s you~ Hi chairmate!!&amp;rdquo; Doojoon said cheerfully while waving his hand eagerly. His smile is so bright that it makes Yoseob stunned for a moment. But soon after that, Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s lips quiver and tears rolling down freely from his eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;And right at that time, Doojoon stunned and doesn&amp;rsquo;t know what to do&amp;hellip;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;--------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt;"&gt;A/N: Hi guys!! Sorry for the very late update.. My college is so hard T-T Yeah an engineer&amp;rsquo;s college life is indeed hard T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt;"&gt;Well, this is Doojoon and Yoseob talk with each other for the first time here~ And expect more Dooseob&amp;rsquo;s interaction in the next chapter ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt;"&gt;Okay, see you next time!! Oh don&amp;#39;t forget to comment guyss I really want to know your opinion hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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      <name>tadtad_121</name>
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    <title>MY (TRULY) FIRST LOVE</title>
    <published>2014-03-04T00:19:55Z</published>
    <updated>2014-03-26T13:56:14Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: doojoon/yoseob"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title: &lt;/b&gt;My (Truly) First Love (1/?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://tadtad-121.livejournal.com" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;tadtad_121&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing: &lt;/b&gt;Dooseob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="line-height: 1.4;"&gt;Yoseob doesn&amp;#39;t know there&amp;#39;s a story that only he didn&amp;#39;t know. He feels really broke and just want to cry his heart out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.4;"&gt;But is it really an end for his world? Or is it just another way from god for him to meet his first and-maybe also-last love? And what is it to do with his new friend Doojoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;--------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;woke up late as usual. He knows he has class at 10 am so he thought he can woke up at 7 or maybe 8..but that&amp;#39;s just his dream. He woke up at 9.30 and now he is in the middle of war between him and his own tie (cause, well, he also doesn&amp;#39;t know why his tie always so difficult to wear when he always only has 30 minutes more to go to school). He takes his bag, go downstairs, takes his toasts, and kiss his mother&amp;#39;s cheek. All in 10 minutes. &amp;#39;W&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;oah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;another record by the mighty Yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Yoseob, good job boy~&amp;#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Yoseob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;felt really lucky that day. He&amp;#39;s running to his campus cause he just has 5 minute more before his class is started but it turns out his teacher is sick so the class is&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cancelled. And now here he is, eat his toasts with his best friend,&amp;nbsp;Kikwang. He is eating his toasts happily while chatting with&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang, when suddenly&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&amp;#39;s&amp;nbsp;laughter died out and he raises his eyebrows because his eyes catch a figure who he knows really&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;quot;Hahahaha&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and do you know that- What? Is there anything strange behind me? Just please don&amp;#39;t tell me if it&amp;#39;s ghost.&amp;quot;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;#39;s&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;laughter also died out and now his wide eyes takes charge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;quot;No,&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;babo. Just look at behind you now~ You will thank me later~&amp;quot;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said with a big grin in his face.&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just look at his friend weirdly at first, but he turned out nonetheless. When he&amp;#39;s already turned round, his eyes caught a figure who he knows really really well immediately,&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;cause for god sake he&amp;#39;s been looking, staring, and even stalking that figure for almost 3 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;immediately has a very big idiot grin on his face and he seems like can&amp;#39;t take his eyes off of that figure for a while.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Well, that figure none other than&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;#39;s&amp;nbsp;sunbae, Yong&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung.&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;nbsp;has a&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;crush&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on him since about 3 months ago. Precisely since&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung&amp;nbsp;came to&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;#39;s&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;class 3 months ago and present some campus&amp;#39; events (Junhyung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is a council student staff).&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;nbsp;can&amp;#39;t take his eyes off of&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at that time, he&amp;#39;s really caught on how smart and intellect&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung&amp;nbsp;is looked. Since then he always takes his time to go to canteen because he knows&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung&amp;nbsp;and his council student friends always eating and sometimes just relaxing there. And&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang, as a very very good friend, always accompany&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;every time&amp;nbsp;he want to just take a glimpse of&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;quot;Yoseob-ah, your eyes is really going to fall out if you keep staring at him like that.&amp;quot;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&amp;#39;s&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;voice brings&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;back to reality. &amp;quot;Can&amp;#39;t you just go there and have a chat with him? For god sake, there&amp;#39;s nothing wrong for having a chat with guy like him. He&amp;#39;s a council student staff, for your info.&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;quot;Thanks for your info,&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwangie. But I already know about that very little info of yours. And no, I won&amp;#39;t have a chat with him. You already know how shy I can be when he&amp;#39;s just passing by me, so how can I go there, introduce myself, and have a chat with him.&amp;quot;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said while rolling his eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;quot;*sigh* Whatever.&amp;quot;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;also rolled his eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Suddenly,&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;appear and take a seat beside&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang. &amp;quot;Hi guys, what&amp;#39;re you talking about?&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob&amp;nbsp;and&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&amp;nbsp;immediately exchange glance. &amp;quot;Nothing, we&amp;#39;re just happy because we don&amp;#39;t have any class today~&amp;quot;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;nbsp;relieved cause&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;has quick response at that time.&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&amp;nbsp;is their best friend but he doesn&amp;#39;t know about&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;#39;s&amp;nbsp;huge crush on&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung. Well, another fact is&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;also is&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung&amp;#39;s&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;crush. How ironic, right?&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;like&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Junhyung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but he like&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;#39;s&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;best friend.. But it&amp;#39;s okay because&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&amp;nbsp;already has boyfriend, he is&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jiyong&amp;nbsp;or people usually called him&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;GD&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(he&amp;#39;s a basket player so he&amp;#39;s really popular and so he has popular name like that). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;--------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Everything goes normal until one afternoon when&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;goes to canteen alone because&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are in a different class with him. He&amp;#39;s having lunch alone peacefully when suddenly he hears&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&amp;#39;s&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;voice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;quot;Woohoo&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;our&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseungie&amp;nbsp;is blushing~ Someone likes&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and now he&amp;#39;s blushing madly~ ooh&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;otteokhae~&amp;quot; There goes&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&amp;#39;s&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;voice which sounded happily teases&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;quot;Yah~ Stop it&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang! I&amp;#39;m not blushing. I don&amp;#39;t even care about him. I already have&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jiyong, for your info.&amp;quot;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&amp;nbsp;denies it, but well, his red face says everything clearly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Then&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseung&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have a seat in front of&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob. &amp;quot;What&amp;#39;re you guys talking about? Is there anyone who falling in love with our&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hyunseungie?&amp;quot;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;quot;Haha&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nothing&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Seob-ah..&amp;quot;&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kikwang&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;answered without noticing&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yoseob&amp;#39;s&lt;span class=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;frown curiously.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob thought that there&amp;rsquo;s definitely something wrong. He doesn&amp;rsquo;t know why but he felt that it has something to do with Junhyung. He surely has bad feeling about it. But he ignore it, he thought it just his feeling. After that, they have lunch while chatting and gossiping happily. 30 minutes later, they finish eat and they all parted because they have different class. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;--------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob walks alone in a hallway. He skips happily when suddenly he passed some of his sunbae. Without much thought, he greets them happily one by one. But his heart skipped a beat when his eyes met with a pair of sharp eyes which turned like crescent moon because its owner is smiling to him. And because he already greet almost all of them, he can&amp;rsquo;t stop himself and &lt;i&gt;unintentionally &lt;/i&gt;greet the owner of earlier sharp eyes. &amp;ldquo;Hi, sunbae.&amp;rdquo; Yoseob said while trying to calm his heart. &amp;ldquo;Hi, Yoseob-ssi~&amp;rdquo; Junhyung answered with manly smile that really make Yoseob&amp;rsquo;s heart goes wild. After that, he can&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from smiling like an idiot. Everyone can see Yoseob walks alone and has a big idiot grin, they think Yoseob looked really weird at that time. But Yoseob didn&amp;rsquo;t even care at all. &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;oh.my.God. He knows my name. He talks to me and he says my name. What should I doooo? He smiles at me and he says my name for God sake.&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;Yoseob is talking to himself all the way until he reaches his class. He thought that he will definitely share this big good news to Kikwang. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;In class, Yoseob turned out late because he really takes his time (he skipped happily while smiling like an idiot, it all takes 10 minute). The teacher doesn&amp;rsquo;t care much because there&amp;rsquo;s someone, who Yoseob doesn&amp;rsquo;t recognize, who was intoducing himself in front of class. After that, the new student suddenly asked to sit beside Yoseob. Yoseob doesn&amp;rsquo;t care at that new student at all but he realize that new student has a pair of sharp eyes which really suited with his manly features. &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;..sharp eyes&amp;hellip;Junhyung also has sharp eyes&amp;hellip;Junhyung just talks to me and smile at me..&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;Yoseob really can&amp;rsquo;t think well, until the end of class his thought only keep replaying 5-minute-heaven which contain his sweet and spectacular conversation with Junhyung. Blame it to the lack of conversation between Yoseob and his crush so Yoseob thought that 5-minute-encounter feels like he&amp;rsquo;s in heaven. Because of that, he also didn&amp;rsquo;t notice a pair of eyes which staring at him intensely.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;--------------------&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;After class, Yoseob can&amp;rsquo;t wait to meet Kikwang. He also feel grateful because Hyunseung has a date with Jiyong so Yoseob didn&amp;rsquo;t bother to thought how to tell his &lt;i&gt;big&lt;/i&gt; news to Kikwang without Hyunseung knowledge. He&amp;rsquo;s walking happily to campus&amp;rsquo; gate when suddenly he caught Hyunseung and some girls who seems like in the middle of gossiping. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yah Hyunseung-ah, you&amp;rsquo;re so lucky there&amp;rsquo;re two popular guys who like you very much.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I envy you. How can you made Junhyung falling in love with you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yah that&amp;rsquo;s how the world works, the popular guys will like someone who&amp;rsquo;s pretty and smart like Hyunseung, not someone like you guys who spend their time to gossiping like this.&amp;rdquo; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;They laugh loudly and happily while Hyunseung just stay silent because he&amp;rsquo;s really feels embarrased when topic like this is brought and his face which just keep redder really doesn&amp;rsquo;t help at all. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob who listen to all of those conversation just stand still.. He recognize one of those voice is Kikwang&amp;rsquo;s. &lt;i&gt;&amp;lsquo;So all this time, Hyunseung already know about Junhyung&amp;rsquo;s feeling&amp;hellip; Kikwang even knows about all of these but he doesn&amp;rsquo;t told me anything. Not even a bit. All this time, Kikwang keep encourage me like I still have little chance to get Junhyung&amp;rsquo;s heart. Mwoya? Am I the only fool here? Am I the only one who was happy by myself without knowing anything like a fool here?&amp;rsquo; &lt;/i&gt;Yoseob feels like the world is spinning. He doesn&amp;rsquo;t know why but he feels like he&amp;rsquo;s betrayed by his own best friend. He feels like he&amp;rsquo;s in the middle of a story which only he didn&amp;rsquo;t know&amp;hellip;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;Yoseob immediately runs quickly, he doesn&amp;rsquo;t want to be there, he just want to bury himself and crying his heart out. He ran so fast that he was not aware of a figure who stood not far from his place earlier and kept watching at him..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.799999237060547px; text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N :&lt;/b&gt; This is my first fanfic, guys... So, please excuse me if it&amp;#39;s still bad hehe. And sorry if there&amp;#39;s any grammatical error or anything, English is not my first language ^^;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it&amp;#39;s my first time for posting fanfic in LJ~ I have posted it in AFF before hehe *I don&amp;#39;t wanna shared its link because there are many chapters already for this story in my AFF acc lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I hope you guys enjoy it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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