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  <title>[One-Shot] Four Senses</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Four Senses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baekhyun/Sehun / NC-17 / 1,205 words / pwp / &lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/EXO-K%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;prompt&lt;/a&gt;: blind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: blindfolding&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Baekhyun wants to try something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baekhyun&amp;#39;s smile is the last thing that Sehun sees before a silk cloth is rested against the bridge of his nose, and he put his hands in his lap as Baekhyun swiftly ties a knot to keep the cloth in place. Seconds later there&amp;#39;s a shift on the bed, and Sehun frantically rotates his head in four different directions before Baekhyun chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Relax, I&amp;#39;m right in front of you,&amp;quot; Baekhyun tells him. &amp;quot;Now, how many fingers am I holding up?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Gee I don&amp;#39;t know, hyung,&amp;quot; Sehun replies sarcastically and Baekhyun raises an eyebrow before laughing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; has a temper,&amp;quot; Baekhyun says and Sehun sighs because laughing is the last thing he feels like doing at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How are we supposed to fuck if I can&amp;#39;t see?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You have four other senses don&amp;#39;t you?&amp;quot; Baekhyun replies. &amp;quot;Get in tune with those.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t start using other parts of my body on cue,&amp;quot; Sehun says wringing his hands. &amp;quot;My brain doesn&amp;#39;t work that way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then stop thinking with your brain,&amp;quot; Baekhyun offers. Sehun doesn&amp;#39;t look comforted by the advice and Baekhyun unties the blindfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;If you&amp;#39;re not comfortable with this, we can stop now,&amp;quot; Baekhyun says gently as he takes Sehun&amp;#39;s hands in his, and Sehun shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m just a little nervous,&amp;quot; Sehun replies and Baekhyun cups Sehun&amp;#39;s face in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t be,&amp;quot; Baekhyun says. &amp;quot;You know you can trust me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I know,&amp;quot; Sehun replies and Baekhyun gives him a peck on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Just relax,&amp;quot; Baekhyun tells him and Sehun nods as he repositions the blindfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baekhyun hooks a finger under Sehun&amp;#39;s chin and leans in to kiss him, keeping the pace slow as he rests his other hand on the younger man&amp;#39;s hip. He slides his tongue in Sehun&amp;#39;s mouth and Sehun groans in response. He begins to search for Baekhyun with his fingers and Baekhyun groans softly as Sehun traces his hand up his chest, linking his hands at the back of Baekhyun&amp;#39;s neck. The younger man pulls himself into Baekhyun&amp;#39;s lap and Baekhyun smiles against his lips as he breaks the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Not a bad start,&amp;quot; Baekhyun whispers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baekhyun&amp;#39;s mouth is on Sehun&amp;#39;s again and Sehun feels himself being tilted down until his back is pressed against the mattress. His shirt is off before he knows it, and he shivers as he feels Baekhyun&amp;#39;s fingers sliding up his torso. Baekhyun stops just under his nipple and Sehun whines, causing Baekhyun to laugh softly. He kisses Sehun&amp;#39;s neck, keeping his hand still and Sehun becomes increasing aware of how warm the appendage feels against his skin. Sehun feels Baekhyun smirking against his neck, the older man enjoying the fact that he&amp;#39;s keeping him waiting and he groans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Come on,&amp;quot; Sehun says, his annoyance growing. Baekhyun brushes his thumb across Sehun&amp;#39;s nipple before removing his hand completely and Sehun growls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Dammit &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehun&amp;#39;s cut off by Baekhyun&amp;#39;s tongue tracing his nipple and he moans as Baekhyun&amp;#39;s mouth slowly makes his way down his chest, stopping just before hitting the fabric of his jeans. He pulls down the zipper slow enough for Sehun to hear each clink in the metal teeth and the younger man wriggles impatiently. Baekhyun grins and throws Sehun&amp;#39;s jeans on the floor before kissing Sehun&amp;#39;s stomach, hand softly going to work on the growing bulge in the younger man&amp;#39;s boxers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I barely feel that, you asshole,&amp;quot; Sehun says and he shivers when Baekhyun chuckles against his hipbone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Be nice,&amp;quot; Baekhyun says, hand pressing firmly against Sehun&amp;#39;s cock through the fabric of his underwear, and Sehun moans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hyung &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Sehun whispers and he sighs in relief as he feels Baekhyun sliding his boxers off. But Baekhyun&amp;#39;s teasing isn&amp;#39;t done, and Sehun whimpers when Baekhyun only licks the head of his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh no you don&amp;#39;t,&amp;quot; Baekhyun says, when Sehun attempts to bucks his hips. He pins Sehun back down on the bed and Sehun whines as Baekhyun takes him in inch by painful inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hyung if you don&amp;#39;t just &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baekhyun pulls back, then deep throats, and as if on instinct Sehun shoots an arm forward and roughly grabs a fistful of Baekhyun&amp;#39;s hair. Baekhyun groans and Sehun gasps as the older man sucks slowly, fingers stroking his balls. He feels Baekhyun&amp;#39;s lips forming a smirk around his cock, can almost see the mischievous glint in his eyes, and he quickly gets hard as a rock against Baekhyun&amp;#39;s tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Baekhyun realizes it too because he gives one last suck before he stops, and Sehun scowls as he feels the mattress shift under him. He strains his ears, hears a drawer in Baekhyun&amp;#39;s nightstand open and he whimpers, knowing that he&amp;#39;s going for the lubricant. There&amp;#39;s silence and Sehun imagines Baekhyun coating his long, slender fingers one at time before shoving them all inside of his ass and he moans, spreading his legs on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Someone&amp;#39;s&lt;/i&gt; eager,&amp;quot; Baekhyun says amused, and Sehun growls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hurry up,&amp;quot; he snaps and Baekhyun chuckles as he repositions himself between Sehun&amp;#39;s legs. He rams two fingers inside of Sehun&amp;#39;s ass without warning and Sehun swears and digs his nails into the sheets. Baekhyun stretches him roughly as he moves his fingers in and out, going deeper in each time and Sehun pants as he jerks erratically with the movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Just imagine how much better my cock will feel,&amp;quot; Baekhyun whispers as he grazes Sehun&amp;#39;s prostate, and Sehun moans shamelessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Just fuck me already&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; he begs and Baekhyun kisses him and removes his fingers. Sehun listens as the older man quickly undresses himself, zipper being pulled down fast as lightning, clothes thrown onto the floor in a rush. Baekhyun climbs back on top of Sehun, lifts his legs, and enters him slowly and Sehun releases a long, guttural moan in satisfaction. Baekhyun kisses his forehead and lingers for a few seconds before beginning to thrust hard and long, making sure that Sehun feels it in every part of his body, and Sehun&amp;#39;s toes curl as he moans louder after each stroke. Baekhyun lifts Sehun&amp;#39;s legs a little higher around his shoulder, changing his angle and Sehun practically screams in pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fuck,&amp;quot; Sehun gasps, back arching off of the mattress. &amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Fuck I&amp;#39;m so fucking close.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baekhyun keeps going, sliding a hand between Sehun&amp;#39;s legs and stroking him in time to his movements and Sehun chants his name over and over until he finally loses it, cum coating Baekhyun&amp;#39;s fingers. After a few more thrusts Baekhyun follows with a soft groan, body pressed against Sehun&amp;#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Baekhyun catches his breath he places tender kisses on Sehun&amp;#39;s collar bone, and Sehun smiles and removes the blindfold from his face. He grins as he takes in the older man&amp;#39;s completely flushed and sweaty face and kisses him softly, fingers gently intertwining in his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That wasn&amp;#39;t so bad huh?&amp;quot; Baekhyun asks, rolling over onto the bed next to him, and Sehun places a kiss on his forehead before resting his head in the crook of Baekhyun&amp;#39;s neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Not bad at all,&amp;quot; he replies and Baekhyun grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good,&amp;quot; Baekhyun says. &amp;quot;Because I want to try cuffing you next.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehun smacks him with a pillow and Baekhyun laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay maybe that was too soon,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <category>pairing: byun baekhyun/oh sehun</category>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2015 19:07:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[Drabble] Spontaneous</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Spontaneous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;JB/Jr. / NC-17 / 700 words / PWP / &lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/GOT7%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Prompt&lt;/a&gt;: thirst&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jinyoung is up for a quickie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinyoung has always been the more spontaneous of the two, so Jaebum isn&amp;#39;t surprised when he&amp;#39;s suddenly pushed against a wall and Jinyoung&amp;#39;s mouth is on his neck, hands sliding underneath his shirt and tracing their way up his abs. What &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; surprise him is that they&amp;#39;re in a rehearsal room that anyone could walk into at any time, and even though Jaebum would like nothing more than to give in and fuck Jinyoung, he has to raise an objection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t think we should &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t worry,&amp;quot; Jinyoung cuts in as if already expecting Jaebum&amp;#39;s protests. His lips form a smirk against Jaebum&amp;#39;s skin and Jaebum feels heat rising to his neck. &amp;quot;This room is soundproof. The door is locked. We can be as loud as we want and no one will know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaebum opens his mouth to point out that as the two senior artists of their group they should set an example, that they should have more sense than to engage in sexual activity in a public area, and that if Jackson found out, they&amp;#39;d never live it down; but Jinyoung&amp;#39;s nipping at his collarbone hard enough to leave a bruise and any disapproval he might have voiced goes out of the window with the groan that leaves his throat. He pivots, pinning Jinyoung to the wall by his hips and the younger man grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Finally&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Jinyoung says. &amp;quot;Now take your damn shirt off.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaebum laughs and pulls his shirt over his head before his mouth is back on Jinyoung&amp;#39;s. Jinyoung pulls Jaebum closer by the belt loops in his jeans, and Jaebum groans as he comes into contact with the growing bulge in Jinyoung&amp;#39;s pants. His hands travel down to grip Jinyoung&amp;#39;s ass and Jinyoung moans and frantically rolls his hips against Jaebum&amp;#39;s in response. The friction has Jaebum hard in seconds and he shoves his tongue into Jinyoung&amp;#39;s mouth before unzipping the younger man&amp;#39;s pants and pulling them down. He thrusts a hand down Jinyoung&amp;#39;s boxers, thumbing the tip of his cock before sliding his fingers up the shaft and Jinyoung whines impatiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Drop the foreplay,&amp;quot; he says and Jaebum grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine,&amp;quot; Jaebum replies. He lifts Jinyoung up higher against the wall, and Jinyoung wraps his legs around Jaebum&amp;#39;s waist. When the older man is sure that Jinyoung is secure against the wall he licks two of his fingers before shoving them in Jinyoung&amp;#39;s ass and scissoring him roughly. Jinyoung rocks in time with Jaebum&amp;#39;s movements panting out the word &amp;quot;more&amp;quot; each time, and Jaebum smirks and pushes a third finger in. Jinyoung whimpers as Jaebum grazes his prostate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;God Jaebum &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; he begs and Jaebum chuckles, lips against his ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You want my cock don&amp;#39;t you, Jinyoung?&amp;quot; Jaebum says, his voice rough. &amp;quot;I bet you&amp;#39;ve been thinking about it all day.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinyoung whimpers again as Jaebum traces the shell of his ear with his tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You want me to fuck you hard against this wall, don&amp;#39;t you?&amp;quot; Jaebum asks, hooking his fingers and Jinyoung gasps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fuck yes,&amp;quot; Jinyoung manages to get out, and Jaebum unzips his pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s see just how loud you can get,&amp;quot; Jaebum says before he rams into Jinyoung, and the younger man moans loudly, digging his nails into Jaebum&amp;#39;s shoulder blades. Jaebum hisses but keeps going, strokes hard and fast and Jinyoung&amp;#39;s eyes are closed as he jerks his hips to meet every thrust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaebum feels Jinyoung&amp;#39;s cock hardening against his stomach, hears Jinyoung&amp;#39;s increased swearing after each stroke, and Jaebum knows that he&amp;#39;s close. He lifts Jinyoung&amp;#39;s legs a little higher, angles his thrusts in a little deeper, and Jinyoung yells Jaebum&amp;#39;s name in response, back arching off of the wall. Jaebum pounds into the spot once more, hips snapping up and Jinyoung comes with a scream as he spills against Jaebum&amp;#39;s stomach. Jaebum follows soon after, burying his face into Jinyoung&amp;#39;s neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes of labored breathing Jinyoung croaks out an impressed &lt;i&gt;fuck&lt;/i&gt;, and Jaebum lets out a breathy chuckle into the base of Jinyoung&amp;#39;s neck before kissing his shoulder. &amp;quot;I should arrange quickies more often&amp;quot;, Jinyoung adds as he runs a hand through Jaebum&amp;#39;s hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;d be up for that,&amp;quot; Jaebum replies with a smile.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2014 02:33:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[Drabble] Honey</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Honey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;JB/Jr. / G / 304 words / Fluff / Prompt: &lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/GOT7%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;honey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which Jinyoung coughs and Jaebum overreacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinyoung coughs. It&amp;#39;s light, almost inaudible, but loud enough to make Jaebum to raise an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m fine,&amp;quot; Jinyoung tells him with a reassuring smile, and while Jaebum isn&amp;#39;t convinced, he decides to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, until Jinyoung coughs again an hour later. It&amp;#39;s a little harsher, a little louder, and Jaebum shifts into high gear. He steers Jinyoung to his bed, fluffs his pillows, tosses two extra blankets over his legs, plugs in the humidifier, and sits four boxes of tissue in front of him, and Jinyoung makes a mental note to hide any signs of illness from him in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Really, I&amp;#39;m okay&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Jinyoung insists as Jaebum reenters the room holding a large mug of tea in one hand and a plastic bear-shaped container of honey in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Better safe than sorry,&amp;quot; Jaebum tells him. He pops open the top of the container and pours a generous amount of honey inside of the mug before sitting it next to Jinyoung. &amp;quot;That should help soothe your throat. Can I get you anything else?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Just one more thing,&amp;quot; Jinyoung says, as he grabs Jaebum&amp;#39;s hand and pulls him onto the bed. He shifts, placing his head in Jaebum&amp;#39;s lap. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m good now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaebum laughs and pulls the blanket over the two of them before gently threading his fingers through the younger man&amp;#39;s hair, and Jinyoung lets out a contented sigh and closes his eyes as he leans into Jaebum&amp;#39;s touch. Jaebum begins to hum, voice like honey in Jinyoung&amp;#39;s ears and Jinyoung smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t know you could be so cheesy,&amp;quot; he says, and Jaebum lightly tugs at the strands of hair in his grip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t ruin the moment,&amp;quot; he says and Jinyoung laughs as Jaebum kisses his forehead, thinking that there might be perks to the situation after all.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <category>pairing: jb/jr.</category>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2014 01:11:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[Drabble] Isn&apos;t It Romantic?</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Isn&amp;#39;t It Romantic?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taemin/Sulli / G / 318 words / Romance / &lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SHINee%20x%20f(x)%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Prompt&lt;/a&gt;: Isn&amp;#39;t it romantic?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which Jinri is a hopeless romantic, and Taemin is dragged along for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One summer evening, Taemin ends up on the roof of Jinri&amp;#39;s apartment, sitting on a pink quilted blanket and wondering why he agreed to do something so ridiculous. Off the top of his head he can think of ten things he would rather be doing than watching a meteor shower: reading comic books, playing video games, watching television, catching up on some much needed rest&amp;hellip;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It should be starting soon,&amp;quot; Jinri says as she double checks the view in the telescope, and as Taemin rummages around in the picnic basket that she prepared, he sighs in relief: they were running low on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s great,&amp;quot; Taemin says. Seconds later, he looks up from the basket to see Jinri frowning at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#39;m glad that you&amp;#39;re having fun,&amp;quot; she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I am having fun,&amp;quot; Taemin says, attempting to save face. Jinri snorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re a terrible liar,&amp;quot; she says as she flops down on the blanket. They&amp;#39;re both silent for a few minutes, and Taemin brainstorms for a peace offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;hellip;did you get the view that you wanted?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yep,&amp;quot; Jinri replies curtly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;hellip;do you want to split a chocopie?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not hungry,&amp;quot; Jinri says as she folds her arms over her chest, and Taemin sighs once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I just don&amp;#39;t get why a meteor shower is so special.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s not about the meteor shower,&amp;quot; Jinri replies. Before Taemin can ask her to clarify she squeals and jolts upright on the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s starting!&amp;quot; Jinri says as she looks up at the stars, and Taemin follows her gaze to see a meteor sailing across the clear, midnight blue sky. He slowly starts to forget all of the &amp;quot;better things&amp;quot; he could be doing and decides to enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Isn&amp;#39;t it perfect?&amp;quot; Jinri asks, glowing, and as Taemin smiles at her, he finally understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah,&amp;quot; he replies, intertwining their fingers. &amp;quot;It kind of is.&amp;quot;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <category>genre: romance</category>
  <category>pairing: lee taemin/sulli</category>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Feb 2014 03:57:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[Drabble] Jitters</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Jitters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suho/Kai / G / 333 words / Fluff / Prompt: Found &lt;a href=&quot;http://exopromptmeme.livejournal.com/2668.html?thread=710252#t710252&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Joonmyun just wants everything to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note: Happy Valentine&amp;#39;s Day everyone!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacing is a habit that Joonmyun has developed over the years, and Jongin watches in amusement as the older male attempts to burn a hole in their living room carpet while staring at a very long to do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Do we have the tuxedos?&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks as he runs his hands through his greying hair, and Jongin smiles and falls into step with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m picking them up from the dry cleaners in a few hours,&amp;quot; he replies and Joonmyun crosses the aforementioned item off of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And the caterer and photographer know where the venue is and when to be there?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I called them thirty minutes ago and confirmed the arrival times and the location for the reception.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s great,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says adjusting the list accordingly, however the speed of his pacing increases and Jongin sighs. &amp;quot;&amp;hellip;and you&amp;#39;re certain that we invited Kangta?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I mailed him three invitations because you kept insisting that we hadn&amp;#39;t &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; oh no,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says, coming to an abrupt stop. &amp;quot;The rings &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; are safe with Sehun,&amp;quot; Jongin replies quickly as he steers Joonmyun towards the couch and forces him to sit. &amp;quot;I couldn&amp;#39;t have picked a better Best Man. Now breathe.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joonmyun closes his eyes and takes a deep breath while Jongin gently massages his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Stop worrying,&amp;quot; Jongin says. &amp;quot;Everything has been taken care of.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; Joonmyun replies sheepishly. &amp;quot;I just want tomorrow to be perfect.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It will be perfect,&amp;quot; Jongin says grinning. &amp;quot;Tomorrow I&amp;#39;m getting married to the man I love in front of my family and friends. What could possibly be more perfect than that?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin&amp;#39;s words have a stronger effect than the deep breathing strategy and Joonmyun smiles as the tension leaves his body. He leans over and kisses Jongin, his lips lingering for a few seconds before he lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What would I do without you?&amp;quot; he asks, pressing their foreheads together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;ll never have to find out,&amp;quot; Jongin replies and Joonmyun smiles and kisses him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <category>genre: fluff</category>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jan 2014 03:15:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Seasons</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seasons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suho/Kai / PG-13 / 3,028 words / Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: The cycle of Joonmyun and Jongin&amp;#39;s relationship. Companion to &amp;quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/50348.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Swings&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Back in 2012 when EXO first debuted, &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;yumi_maki&quot; lj:user=&quot;yumi_maki&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://yumi-maki.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://yumi-maki.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;yumi_maki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;kittybank&quot; lj:user=&quot;kittybank&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://kittybank.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=924&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://kittybank.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;kittybank&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I had a conversation on why Kai was being so standoffish to Suho. We each came up with an answer and this fic was mine. I hope you all enjoy it! And thank you to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;kittybank&quot; lj:user=&quot;kittybank&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://kittybank.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=924&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://kittybank.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;kittybank&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt; for editing!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spring 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of spring arrives with the sun shining through the curtains and the sound of birds chirping their morning song, and Jongin wants to rip the month of April off of his calendar. He rolls out of bed, throws on a t-shirt and a pair of sweats, and sets off down the street, glaring at the happy couples holding hands and giving each other grins that make him feel cold. He groans, shoves his hands in his pockets and starts jogging towards his destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrives in one of the dance rehearsal rooms to see Joonmyun and Sehun sitting on the floor against the wall mirror. Joonmyun laughs at something Sehun whispers to him and Jongin grits his teeth, wondering just what it is that makes Sehun so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Is something wrong, Jongin?&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks, and Jongin blinks, realizing that his face has been scrunched up for the past two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m fine,&amp;quot; he says, walking in the opposite corner where Luhan is sitting and pouting as he flops down next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know, you could always tell him how you feel,&amp;quot; Luhan offers, and Jongin gives him a look before going back to sulking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance practice seems to drag as Jongin attempts to ignore the way Joonmyun encourages Chanyeol when he&amp;#39;s tired, pals around with Wu Fan during breaks, shares his water bottle with Minseok, talks to everyone in the room but him, and he ends up needing to go out into the hall to get some air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When practice is over, Jongin goes for his backpack and nearly jumps when he finds Joonmyun holding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mind if I walk you home?&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks. &amp;quot;I was wondering if we could talk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They set off down the street and Jongin can&amp;#39;t keep eye contact with Joonmyun for long without getting flustered. He lets Joonmyun do most of the talking and they go through general topics like the weather, the previous episode of Inkigayo, school, television, and Jongin finds himself wondering where this is going when he realizes that Joonmyun has been wringing his hands throughout most of the conversation. He raises an eyebrow and Joonmyun smiles and lets out a nervous laugh as he catches himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jongin,&amp;quot; he begins putting his hands behind his back. &amp;quot;What do you think of me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin processes the question and he can&amp;#39;t help but feel insulted. For three long, grueling years, he&amp;#39;s dropped hints at Joonmyun, sharing his lunch, paying him more compliments than necessary, doing everything short of telling him his feelings full out, and yet Joonmyun is standing here, asking him what he thinks of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you &lt;i&gt;kidding me&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; Jongin asks, raising his voice and Joonmyun laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I expected that,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;Still, I had to be sure.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiles and runs a hand through his hair, and Jongin immediately forgives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m happy for you,&amp;quot; Taemin says when he meets Jongin at the playground later on that day, the two sitting on the swing sets as Jongin tells him about Joonmyun&amp;#39;s confession. &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;ve been annoying the hell out of me for God knows how long with your constant bitching and pining. I&amp;#39;m glad that it got you somewhere.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin grins as he looks around. The flowers are in bloom, their colors brighter than any spring that he remembers in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know Taemin, I think spring is my favorite season,&amp;quot; he remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin groans and pushes him off of the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The high dive is a lot higher than Jongin remembers it being, and he trembles while standing in the center of the spring board and staring at the water below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you chickening out, hyung?&amp;quot; Sehun asks from his position on the ladder, and Jongin whips around to glare at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; he says crossing his arms. He then smirks. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m just thinking about the amazing dive that I&amp;#39;m about to do.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn&amp;#39;t a complete lie. Jongin had spent days building muscle and trying on multiple pairs of swim trunks only to discover that the &amp;quot;pool date&amp;quot; he had with Joonmyun was actually a group outing. He sulked for a few minutes before thinking of a way to turn Joonmyun&amp;#39;s attention on him, and the high dive seemed like the perfect option. However, as he turns back to face the water, he wonders just how long he&amp;#39;d have to deal with Sehun&amp;#39;s torment if he just climbed back down and &amp;ndash;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jump, Jongin!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin blinks and looks down to see Joonmyun waving from the water, a bright smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you &lt;i&gt;insane&lt;/i&gt;?!&amp;quot; Jongin yells and Sehun snorts from behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You can do it!&amp;quot; Joonmyun calls. &amp;quot;Just jump!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin blinks a few more times, and the once blurry pool seems to come into focus. He keeps his eyes on Joonmyun as he builds momentum on the springboard, getting as much height as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Cannonball&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;quot; he yells, taking the plunge, and for a few seconds he feels like he could fly. He crashes into the water and Joonmyun laughs as he shields his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That was &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says when Jongin resurfaces, and Jongin grins as he shakes the water out of his ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh you haven&amp;#39;t seen &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; yet,&amp;quot; he replies with a gleam in his eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fall 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin sees leaves of every color, sees people wrapping their scarves tighter around them as gusts of wind blow on their faces, and sees produce stands selling freshly harvested fruit. But he doesn&amp;#39;t see Joonmyun, and the older male is twenty minutes late for their lunch date at the caf&amp;eacute;. He groans and flips through the caf&amp;eacute;&amp;#39;s menu for the fifth time, and out of the corner of his eye he sees Joonmyun rushing toward his table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I am so sorry, Jongin,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says as he throws himself into the booth. &amp;quot;The glue took longer to dry than I expected and I didn&amp;#39;t want to ruin it so I &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; glue?&amp;quot; Jongin asks, despite his annoyance and Joonmyun grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I made you something,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says, and when Jongin raises an eyebrow he adds, &amp;quot;don&amp;#39;t worry, it&amp;#39;s not another cupcake.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fishes into his pocket and takes out a folded blue silk handkerchief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Do you recognize it?&amp;quot; he asks, unfolding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a Triple Change Right Spin Gear,&amp;quot; Jongin replies, holding up the keychain. &amp;quot;Kai from Beyblade used this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Looks like I did my homework correctly,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says. &amp;quot;What do you think?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s an&amp;hellip; &lt;i&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; gift,&amp;quot; Jongin says carefully, and Joonmyun laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It makes more sense once you&amp;#39;ve seen mine,&amp;quot; he says, dangling the second keychain in front of Jongin who grins, recognizing it at once. A Flame Change Base, a piece of the Beyblade that only works with the piece on Jongin&amp;#39;s keychain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;, hyung,&amp;quot; he says beaming as he attaches it to his keys. &amp;quot;But I still don&amp;#39;t forgive you. &lt;i&gt;You&amp;#39;re&lt;/i&gt; paying for lunch.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Winter 2009 - 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that Joonmyun is warm, curled up next to Jongin under a blanket on the couch, a book in one hand and a glass of hot chocolate in the other, he can&amp;#39;t stop getting chills. For the past hour he&amp;#39;s noticed Jongin staring at him out of the corner of his eye. Jongin turns dark red whenever he attempts to talk, closes his mouth, grits his teeth and repeats the cycle as if he&amp;#39;s been programmed to do so, and though Joonmyun&amp;#39;s learned that Jongin always tells him what&amp;#39;s on his mind when he&amp;#39;s ready, concentrating on his novel is becoming more and more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After five minutes he &lt;i&gt;thinks&lt;/i&gt; he hears Jongin quietly whisper his name, and he closes his book and gives the younger male an encouraging smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;hellip;I&amp;hellip;I love you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin sits on his hands to avoid hiding his face in them and Joonmyun is a little taken aback by how vulnerable he looks. He smiles and cups Jongin&amp;#39;s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I love you too,&amp;quot; he says and Jongin breathes a sigh of relief and grins as Joonmyun leans in for a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spring 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First anniversary ideas...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First anniversary date locations...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Life After The First Anniversary: The Honeymoon&amp;#39;s Over&amp;quot;...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin stops scrolling his mouse after the third search choice, hovering over the link for a few seconds before deciding to click it. Ten minutes later, Joonmyun comes into the room to find him moping while looking at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s wrong?&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks as he sits a plastic bag on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Did you know that the average teenage relationship lasts for &lt;i&gt;less than a year&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; Jongin replies, his voice completely deflated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well aren&amp;#39;t you a little ball of sunshine today,&amp;quot; Joonmyun replies as he walks over to Jongin and takes a look at his laptop screen. He reads the first few lines of the article and sighs, gently closing the window. &amp;quot;Every relationship is different, Jongin. I wouldn&amp;#39;t worry about it. Everything&amp;#39;s going great between us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And &lt;i&gt;that&amp;#39;s&lt;/i&gt; what worries me,&amp;quot; Jongin says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So you think that something&amp;#39;s bound to go wrong,&amp;quot; Joonmyun replies finishing Jongin&amp;#39;s unspoken thought, and Jongin nods as he feels guilty for bringing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joonmyun pulls up a chair next to Jongin and looks him straight in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jongin, I love you,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;So the last thing on my mind is screwing this up. I don&amp;#39;t want you to doubt me or us. If anything &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; would be what breaks us up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re right,&amp;quot; Jongin replies. &amp;quot;And I&amp;#39;m sorry I&amp;#39;m being a killjoy, especially today.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t be,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says hugging him tightly. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m glad you told me. I always want us to be on the same page.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kisses Jongin&amp;#39;s forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Happy Anniversary, Jongin,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I promise you that we&amp;#39;ll have many more, okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Deal,&amp;quot; Jongin says grinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hindsight Joonmyun thinks he shouldn&amp;#39;t make promises that he can&amp;#39;t keep, especially if breaking the promise has such a high cost. He feels heavy as he leaves the CEO&amp;#39;s office, using the wall for support as he pulls out his cellphone and dials Jongin&amp;#39;s number, asking him to meet in the practice room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hyung you&amp;#39;re scaring me,&amp;quot; Jongin says when Joonmyun hugs him and holds him tightly, not willing to let go. &amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s wrong?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jongin,&amp;quot; he says, struggling to keep his voice even. &amp;quot;We need to talk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin sits on the floor of the dance practice room, hugging his knees and gritting his teeth. In retrospect he thinks he shouldn&amp;#39;t have been so trusting. The person that he had fallen in love with and made him feel safe had just let him down in the worst way just possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door to the practice room opens and Jongin doesn&amp;#39;t bother looking up, already knowing who it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I came as soon as I could,&amp;quot; Taemin whispers as he sits on the floor next to Jongin, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m really sorry.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Me too,&amp;quot; Jongin replies, a few tears falling from his eyes and he buries his face in Taemin&amp;#39;s shoulder and cries. It&amp;#39;s a kind of pain that Taemin has never felt before, one that he hopes he never has to feel, and he blinks back a couple of tears and stays silent as he clings to Jongin tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Winter 2010 - 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial lineup for the newest male group is announced a few months later, and Jongin scowls as he reads the names on the bulletin board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well don&amp;#39;t look too pleased,&amp;quot; Chanyeol says and Jongin gives him an apologetic look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s not you that I&amp;#39;m displeased about,&amp;quot; he mutters as Joonmyun walks over to the crowd of trainees. He sees his name directly under Jongin&amp;#39;s and sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s just make the best of the situation, Jongin,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s Kai now,&amp;quot; Jongin replies. He walks off and a chill spreads down Joonmyun&amp;#39;s spine and into his chest, leaving him motionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you alright?&amp;quot; Chanyeol asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m fine,&amp;quot; Joonmyun replies quietly, and Chanyeol doesn&amp;#39;t push any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spring 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin lies awake staring at the digital clock on his nightstand that reads 11:58pm. A few months ago, he would have been looking forward to seeing the clock strike twelve. He would have been impatiently counting the seconds, cellphone in hand as his fingers itched to send a text. But now, he wishes that he could have fallen asleep hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11:59pm, he immediately rolls over and wraps his arms around his stomach, trying to get the image of the numbers on the clock out of his head. His mind begins to wander through memories: when he and Joonmyun first started going out, their lunch dates, each time they texted one another, and the memory of last year&amp;#39;s anniversary, when he was haunted by the suspicion that something was going to go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Happy Anniversary, Jongin. I promise you that we&amp;#39;ll have many more, okay?&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin blinks back the tears forming in his eyes as he rips the plug of the clock out of the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joonmyun spends his summer in a daze, traveling to all of the places he once used to frequent during the season. He starts with the pool, halfheartedly kicking his legs in the water and attempting to read, but the pool only brings back memories of Jongin, diving off the spring board with renewed courage and beaming wider with each successful dive. He sighs, towels off his legs, and begins to walk home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finds himself on the route that he used to take Jongin home from school, the unnecessarily long route that was just an excuse to talk to him for a little while longer. There are so many things that he wants to tell him about: his excitement over finally debuting, his fear of being leader, and about how much he misses his smile. He wonders who Jongin shares his problems with now, if he even shares them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrives at home and his mother grins when she sees him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How was the pool?&amp;quot; she asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The water was colder than usual,&amp;quot; he replies, forcing a smile before he heads up the stairs to his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fall 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence at the dinner table is a bit awkward to say the least. Jongin makes it a point to avoid sitting next to Joonmyun, but he sends a look in his direction that could burn through steel, and right away Sehun notices Joonmyun beginning to fidget in his chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m done,&amp;quot; Jongin says after three minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But you barely touched your food,&amp;quot; Joonmyun replies. &amp;quot;You should eat more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not hungry,&amp;quot; Jongin says firmly, and the group winces slightly at the screeching from his chair being pushed under the table. Jongin slams the door to his room and Joonmyun sighs, head in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He&amp;#39;ll come around, hyung,&amp;quot; Baekhyun says, patting Joonmyun&amp;#39;s shoulder and Chanyeol nods in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes Joonmyun excuses himself from the table as well, and Kyungsoo laments at the almost inaudible, pathetic click that the door to Joonmyun&amp;#39;s room makes when it&amp;#39;s closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Winter 2011-2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tossing and turning for a few hours, Joonmyun gets out of bed and drags himself into the kitchen to make himself some tea, as it&amp;#39;s the only thing that seems to help him sleep lately. While drinking, he glances at the door to Kyungsoo and Jongin&amp;#39;s room.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Two seconds,&amp;quot; he tells himself. &amp;quot;Just two.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cracks open the door to the room and his resolve crumbles almost instantly. Jongin is shivering, body curled into a ball, sheets covering his head. Joonmyun remembers how cold Jongin used to get whenever he spent the night over his house, and the only solution was for Joonmyun to sleep with him, arms hugging him tightly as Jongin dozed off. But those days were gone, and he knows that even throwing a blanket over Jongin would cause more problems than necessary. He sighs, takes one last look at the younger male, and closes the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spring 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spring, Taemin decides that some tough love is in order. He&amp;#39;s been watching Jongin for a while now and the cheerful boy he once knew has become almost unrecognizable. He calls Jongin out to the playground swing set to stage an intervention, and though the younger male initially starts a fight in an attempt to hold on to his anger, his rage subsides and Taemin knows that he&amp;#39;s finally let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; Jongin says after a few minutes of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t be,&amp;quot; Taemin says. &amp;quot;I just want you to put all of this behind you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So what should I do?&amp;quot; Jongin asks. &amp;quot;Lie and say that everything can go back to the way it used to be?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You and Joonmyun becoming close again is &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; decision,&amp;quot; Taemin says. &amp;quot;I just want you to be civil to him. We have to think before we act now, we&amp;#39;re not kids anymore.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin sighs and he rocks back and forth in the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t know that growing up would be this hard,&amp;quot; he says quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Neither did I,&amp;quot; Taemin replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin kicks off his shoes at the door and spots Joonmyun sitting on the couch. He takes a deep breath, deciding that now is as good a time as any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Suho, we need to talk,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Talk or fight?&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks as he continues to look at his computer, and Jongin knows he deserved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Talk,&amp;quot; he answers. &amp;quot;Please, Joonmyun?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;#39;s Jongin&amp;#39;s tone of voice that causes Joonmyun to look up from his computer, and he closes his laptop and gives Jongin his full attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can spare five minutes,&amp;quot; he says, and Jongin sits on the couch next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve been such a dick to you for something that wasn&amp;#39;t even your fault and I hope you can forgive me. And&amp;hellip;I still have feelings for you and I know we can&amp;#39;t deal with that right now. But I do want us to be friends again, if that&amp;#39;s okay with you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course I forgive you, Kai,&amp;quot; Joonmyun replies and Jongin sighs in relief. &amp;quot;And I&amp;#39;d like to be friends again too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s start by calling me Jongin,&amp;quot; Jongin replies, grinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Sep 2013 02:44:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[Drabble Set] Dynamics</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Dynamics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chanyeol/D.O; Suho/Kai; Baekhyun/Sehun; Xiumin/Luhan; Kris/Tao; Yixing/Chen / PG-13 / Under 200 Words&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: A collection of drabbles about the sex lives of various EXO Pairings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author&amp;#39;s Note: Most of these were inspired by a conversation that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;kittybank&quot; lj:user=&quot;kittybank&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://kittybank.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=924&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://kittybank.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;kittybank&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; and I had months ago about the sexual dynamics in certain EXO pairings. I hope that you enjoy them! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. No / Chanyeol/Kyungsoo / PG-13 / 119 words / Humor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanyeol isn&amp;#39;t exactly sure how it&amp;#39;s supposed to go, but it certainly didn&amp;#39;t go the way they planned it to, and now Kyungsoo has his back turned to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kyungsoo -&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;- don&amp;#39;t,&amp;quot; comes Kyungsoo&amp;#39;s reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But I -&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t. Say. Anything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanyeol sighs and gently drums his fingers on the mattress while staring at the ceiling. He takes a few minutes to count the gaps in the ventilation system and the places where the off white paint clumps together before attempting to ease the tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Maybe we should have started with the other hole?&amp;quot; he offers cracking a smile and Kyungsoo throws the sheets over his head with a loud groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;hellip;you&amp;#39;re right,&amp;quot; Chanyeol replies. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s too soon.&amp;quot;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Starve / Suho/Kai / PG-13 / 172 words / Humor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin is the type that does things on his own terms, and though Joonmyun usually finds that extremely attractive, he can&amp;#39;t deny that he&amp;#39;s getting a bit lonely with only his right hand for company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t even think about it,&amp;quot; Jongin says when Joonmyun cracks open the door to his room that evening, and Joonmyun sighs and sees his way out, dragging his body back into his room and flopping down on his bed, his face concealed by his pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry hyung,&amp;quot; Sehun says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No you&amp;#39;re not,&amp;quot; Joonmyun replies, his voice deadpan, and Sehun gives in and laughs for a few seconds before deciding to leave him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the week when Joonmyun feels like he&amp;#39;s going to spontaneously combust, Jongin crawls into his bed and straddles him, holding back a snort at the sigh of relief that Joonmyun lets out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh thank God,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says, and Jongin smirks as he&amp;#39;s slammed against the mattress. He makes a mental note that deprivation is an effective method of torture.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid2-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Hormones / Baekhyun/Sehun / PG-13 / 145 words / Humor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two weeks Baekhyun has started his morning by looking into the mirror and sighing at the deep bags under his eyes. He then moves sluggishly toward the kitchen and starts a pot of coffee, letting out huge yawn and wincing as he stretches. His arms and legs feel stiff as boards and his back is in knots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good morning!&amp;quot; Chanyeol says skipping into the room and Baekhyun scowls as he feels a headache coming on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Looks like someone needs a nap,&amp;quot; Chanyeol teases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The word &amp;#39;nap&amp;#39; is not in Sehun&amp;#39;s vocabulary,&amp;quot; Baekhyun seethes pouring himself a cup of coffee. &amp;quot;The kid&amp;#39;s hormones never quit. He&amp;#39;s like a fucking jack rabbit.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well I hope you come up with a way to stop his needs, and soon,&amp;quot; Chanyeol replies. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m getting a bit tired of hearing your mating noises at four in the morning.&amp;quot;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid3-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Change of Pace / Xiumin/Luhan / PG-13 / 109 words / Romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, the only things that Luhan needs to have a wonderful evening are a giant bowl of popcorn, a movie, and Minseok&amp;#39;s head resting on his shoulder as he plays with the apps on his cellphone. Usually. But tonight he doesn&amp;#39;t feel like keeping still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m bored,&amp;quot; he says, shutting off the television and Minseok chuckles as he feels a hand slip under his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That was the best part of the movie,&amp;quot; Minseok replies, feigning annoyance and Luhan rolls his eyes and pins him down on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can think of something a lot more entertaining,&amp;quot; he says, grinning and Minseok doesn&amp;#39;t argue. Luhan is usually right.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid4-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Cards / Kris/Tao / PG-13 / 108 words / Romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wu Fan may be leader but Zitao can be just as commanding, and quite frankly the older male is still surprised about the sounds that come from him when the two of them are alone and he&amp;#39;s been pinned into submission, nail digging into Zitao&amp;#39;s shoulders, back arching at every touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they&amp;#39;re back with the group, it&amp;#39;s almost comical how well they fall into their roles, Zitao hanging on the older members&amp;#39; every word and Wu Fan scolding him whenever he gets the chance. &lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 1.4;&quot;&gt;Zitao merely smiles sweetly, respecting the fact that the power has shifted for now. He&amp;#39;ll hold all of the cards again soon enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid5-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Temptation / Yixing/Chen / PG-13 / 98 words / Humor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yixing comes out the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel, water trailing down his abs and Jongdae decides that a shower of his own is in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; he says, gritting his teeth as ice cold water flows down his back. &amp;quot;We&amp;#39;re not fucking just because everyone else in this group is fucking. There&amp;#39;s no way&amp;hellip; no.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yixing presses his ear to the bathroom door and tries very hard not to laugh as he hears Jongdae&amp;#39;s pep talk to himself. Now that he&amp;#39;s rattled him, he decides to use a much simpler approach: asking him out to dinner.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid6-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 22:20:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Stars</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Stars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taemin/Sulli / G / 416 words / Romance / &lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SHINee%20x%20f%28x%29%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;prompt:&lt;/a&gt; that was then&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Back then, Taemin would have told you were crazy if you said he&amp;#39;d fall for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when Taemin could hear the sound of Jinri&amp;#39;s footsteps thundering down the hall, her hair sticking out in all directions after coming to a skidding stop in front of his rehearsal room. He was a bit overwhelmed by the stars in her eyes and the high pitched voice she adopted when she greeted him, and he&amp;#39;d say one or two words to her and smile before gently excusing himself and resuming his dance practice. But now it&amp;#39;s &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; footsteps that echo as he bolts down the hallway to meet her, nearly tripping over his shoelaces. He knocks on the door of the rehearsal room and beams when Jinri answers it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re right on time,&amp;quot; she says smiling. &amp;quot;We just finished.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll walk you home?&amp;quot; Taemin asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You always do,&amp;quot; Jinri says and Taemin laughs and grabs her duffle bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, Taemin would get roped into walking Jinri home, and her voice was static in his ears as she talked about the math lesson she didn&amp;#39;t understand in class, the Labrador Retriever puppy in the window of the pet store, and the rose pink skirt she planned on wearing to her classmate&amp;#39;s party. Halfway through the conversation, Taemin would become interested in the clouds stretching across the sky or the lint in his jean pockets, and he could help but breathe a sigh of relief when they reached her front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, the lamp posts are lit as they start walking down the street and Taemin takes slow steps as Jinri leads the conversation. Her voice is a progression of chords that serenade Taemin, high and clear as she tells him about her trip overseas, low and almost unsteady as she talks about the upcoming photo shoot that she&amp;#39;s worried about, fast and powerful as she rants about the last episode of When A Man Loves, and Taemin&amp;#39;s eyes remain locked on hers as he takes in the melody. When they reach her doorstep, he pouts and lingers at the base of the porch, and Jinri laughs and pokes her head back through the front door, giving him a wave with a wiggle of her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, Taemin would have told you were crazy if you said he&amp;#39;d fall for her, the girl with the pigtails and rainbow colored clothes who sprang to life whenever she caught the smallest glimpse of him. But the stars were in &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; eyes now as he raced up the stairs and kissed her goodnight.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 23:36:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Sacrifice</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Sacrifice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hyesung/Jun Jin / &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;G / &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;4&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;73 words &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; Fluff/Humor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jun Jin&amp;#39;s not happy with Shinhwa&amp;#39;s new diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#39;Diet&amp;#39;, is a word that Shinhwa hasn&amp;#39;t been familiar with since they were teenagers, and Jun Jin can&amp;#39;t help but grit his teeth at the fact that his vocabulary and his stomach have to be re-introduced to it at the age of thirty three. He sits on the practice room floor and opens the box containing his lunch for the day, a small, flavorless piece of chicken and a handful of raw vegetables that are difficult for him to chew. He finishes the &amp;#39;meal&amp;#39; in minutes, and as he glares at his empty lunch box his stomach lets out a long, low growl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s nothing I can do for you, buddy,&amp;quot; he says, frowning. &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re just gonna have to deal with it until dinner.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo snorts and then goes back to eating his celery, crunching loudly with each bite, which causes Jun Jin to jab him in the shoulder. Minwoo yelps in response and the younger man laughs and turns his attention back to his empty lunch tray, picturing it being filled with mounds of fried chicken, breaded pork cutlets, grilled marinated beef, saut&amp;eacute;ed carrots, broccoli, mushrooms, and a large portion of steamed rice to top it off. He sighs and returns to reality as his stomach rumbles once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of pieces of beef plop into Jun Jin&amp;#39;s lunchbox, and he looks up to see Hyesung giving him a smile before the older man goes back to eating his lunch. Hyesung&amp;#39;s meal, while decently sized in the hopes that he would build up muscle, isn&amp;#39;t much larger than Jun Jin&amp;#39;s was, and Jun Jin notices that Hyesung&amp;#39;s generosity has resulted in him being left with less than a third of his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You eat it, hyung,&amp;quot; Jun Jin says returning the food, then adding when Hyesung frowns, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll be fine. I&amp;#39;ll just go drink some water.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I tried that,&amp;quot; Andy practically sings from his position across the room in Eric&amp;#39;s lap. &amp;quot;It didn&amp;#39;t work.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Jin sprawls out on the carpet, kicks his legs in the air and lets out a loud groan, then slowly retracts himself into a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m going to die,&amp;quot; he mutters into the carpet and Dongwan gives him a soft pat on the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&amp;#39;s the sound of something sliding across the carpet, and Jun Jin tilts his head to his left to see his lunchbox next to him. He props himself up on his elbows and peers inside to see three pieces of beef and six assorted vegetables. Knowing where they came from, he turns his head and opens his mouth to refuse once more, but he sees Hyesung&amp;#39;s face complete with narrowed eyes and a set jaw, and he decides that it&amp;#39;s better to keep his mouth shut. He slides next to Hyesung and gives him a kiss on the cheek, then digs in.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <category>pairing: shin hyesung/jun jin</category>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2013 18:45:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Operation Better Boyfriend</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Operation Better Boyfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suho/Kai / PG / 1,681 words / Fluff/Humor / &lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/EXO%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;prompt:&lt;/a&gt; isn&amp;#39;t it romantic?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jongin tries to be romantic and fails dismally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author&amp;#39;s Note: This was fun to write! I hope that you all enjoy it! Happy Birthday Kai! And thank you @shippaikyumyuno for your help! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin decides on &amp;#39;Operation Romeo&amp;#39; as a mission name for three reasons: it states a clear goal, it&amp;#39;s a direct contrast from the reputation that he has with his members, and most importantly it sounds ten times cooler than Baekhyun&amp;#39;s suggestion of Operation Better Boyfriend. The groundwork for the operation was painful, consisting of eight hours of watching Disney movies that were so clich&amp;eacute;d that Jongin wanted to puke. However, by the end of it he&amp;#39;s certain that he&amp;#39;s ready to carry out the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan A occurs the following afternoon when Joonmyun comes back from buying takeout for the group. When he gets out of the van, Jongin notices that his grip on the plastic bags containing the food is a bit tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can get those,&amp;quot; he offers as Joonmyun closes the door of the van with his foot, but Joonmyun shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve got them,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says with a smile. &amp;quot;They&amp;#39;re not heavy,&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then I&amp;#39;ll get the door,&amp;quot; Jongin says, quickly changing to his backup plan. He runs towards the entrance of the building and gives the door a hard push before he remembers that it revolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Crap&lt;/i&gt;, he thinks as he loses his balance and crashes into the door in front of him. He slides to the floor with a groan. &lt;i&gt;That&amp;#39;s gonna leave a mark&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you alright Jongin?!&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks, concerned as he looks through the glass door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m fine,&amp;quot; Jongin mumbles against the revolving door, though he feels a headache coming on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joonmyun forces Jongin to sit while he makes an ice pack for his head and Jongin sighs and spreads out on the couch, making a mental note to refrain from looking like an idiot for Plan C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin thinks that continuing with simplicity is best, and for Plan C, he buys Joonmyun a bouquet of flowers as a &amp;#39;thank you present&amp;#39; for taking such good care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says with a smile as he takes the flowers, but Jongin notices him wrinkle his nose and he gets a sinking feeling in his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t like them?&amp;quot; he asks, panicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No they&amp;#39;re really pretty,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says, sniffling and holding them at arm&amp;#39;s length as he puts them in a vase. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s just that &amp;ndash; &lt;i&gt;achoo&lt;/i&gt; &amp;ndash; I&amp;#39;m allergic to sunflowers. I can&amp;#39;t keep them. But &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulls out his cellphone, and Jongin frowns as the older man snaps a photo of the sunflowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Now I&amp;#39;ll always &amp;ndash; &lt;i&gt;achoo&lt;/i&gt; &amp;ndash; have them with me,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;#39;s not the same, not even close, and Jongin feels extremely disappointed as he watches Joonmyun blow his nose. He knew he should have gone with the &amp;#39;thank you cake&amp;#39; instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that he just returned from an intense dance rehearsal and he wants nothing more than to pass out in his bed, Jongin forces himself to go into the kitchen to carry out Plan F. Ten minutes later, he pokes his head in Joonmyun&amp;#39;s room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I made dinner,&amp;quot; he says, wearing a triumphant grin and Joonmyun smiles as Jongin places a large pot of beef ramen between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It smells great!&amp;quot; Joonmyun says cheerfully. &amp;quot;Though, you didn&amp;#39;t have to go through all that trouble. I know you&amp;#39;re tired.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It wasn&amp;#39;t any trouble at all,&amp;quot; Jongin says flushing slightly as he hands Joonmyun a pair of chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin silently thanks Kyungsoo for buying a bigger ramen pot. The noodles were boiled without having to be broken, making them as long as possible, and within minutes Jongin feels a pull on his teeth. He holds back a grin as he realizes that the other end of the noodle that he&amp;#39;s eating is in Joonmyun&amp;#39;s mouth and keeps his eyes on the carpet as he eats, hoping that Joonmyun won&amp;#39;t notice &amp;ndash;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the second that the thought enters Jongin&amp;#39;s mind, Joonmyun lets out an exclamation of surprise and cuts the end of the noodle with his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; he says sheepishly and Jongin holds back a noise of frustration as he shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t worry about it,&amp;quot; he says with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What are you so angry about?&amp;quot; Sehun asks when he walks in the kitchen to see Jongin furiously scrubbing the ramen pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nothing,&amp;quot; Jongin says through gritted teeth. &amp;quot;Nothing at all.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehun makes his ice cream cone in silence, deciding that it&amp;#39;s best to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since simplicity seems to be failing, Jongin decides to skip to Plan M for a grander approach, and he puts it into effect on a rainy afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s been pouring for &lt;i&gt;hours&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says, frowning as he looks outside the window of the practice room. &amp;quot;I hope it lets up soon. I didn&amp;#39;t bring an umbrella.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I brought one,&amp;quot; Jongin says a little too eagerly as he holds up his dark blue umbrella for Joonmyun to see. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s share it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin keeps a tight hold on the umbrella handle as they walk down the sidewalk taking care that the raindrops don&amp;#39;t hit Joonmyun. The wind begins to pick up every once in a while, wrestling with Jongin&amp;#39;s grip, and when it almost pulls him down the road, Joonmyun puts his hand on top of Jongin&amp;#39;s to steady it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Careful!&amp;quot; he says, and Jongin&amp;#39;s heartbeat speeds up at his touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another gust of wind blows and the pressure makes the umbrella snaps in two, leaving Joonmyun and Jongin to run back to the dorm in the rain. They make it to the dorm five minutes later soaked from head to toe, and Joonmyun laughs as he attempts to shake the water out of his hair. He looks gorgeous and as Jongin leans towards him he thinks that the plan won&amp;#39;t be a total loss after all if he can just &amp;ndash;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; we should get inside and change,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says. &amp;quot;We can&amp;#39;t afford to catch colds.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin mutters under his breath as he follows Joonmyun inside. He pulls a blanket out of the closet, throws himself on the couch and wraps himself in it, wearing a scowl that Chanyeol thinks could frighten small children&amp;hellip;and maybe a few large children too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jomtien Beach in Thailand is the perfect location to try Plan T, and while the other members tour the town, Jongin steers Joonmyun in the direction of the beach for a stroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s so peaceful here,&amp;quot; Joonmyun comments as he looks around. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a nice change. We&amp;#39;ve been so busy lately that we&amp;#39;ve barely gotten a chance to relax.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Or a chance to be alone,&amp;quot; Jongin adds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That too,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says with a grin and Jongin smiles back. He thinks that he&amp;#39;s set the mood enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts to reach for Joonmyun&amp;#39;s hand, but the sound of a whistle blowing stops him in his tracks. He whirls around and glares at the life guard, wondering why he couldn&amp;#39;t have waited another minute or two before ruining his entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It looks like he wants us to leave the beach,&amp;quot; Joonmyun says, frowning. &amp;quot;That makes sense. The sun is setting and the tide will be coming in soon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrive back at the hotel, Jongin enters the room he shares with Kyungsoo and flops down on his bed, burying his face into his pillow. Kyungsoo looks up from his book and sighs, moving to sit on the side of Jongin&amp;#39;s bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; he says quietly, patting Jongin&amp;#39;s back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I think there&amp;#39;s a conspiracy against me,&amp;quot; Jongin mumbles as he turns his head to look at Kyungsoo, and the older male shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;ve just been having some bad luck, that&amp;#39;s all,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;But I&amp;#39;m sure you&amp;#39;ll ace the next plan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words seem to trigger something in Jongin and he smiles and sits up, giving Kyungsoo a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thanks, hyung,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m glad I could help,&amp;quot; Kyungsoo replies, grinning as he hugs him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jongin decides to hell with everything else and jumps to his ace in the hole, Plan Z. On the evening that they arrive back in Seoul, Jongin takes Joonmyun up on the roof and the older male gives him a confused look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why are we up here?&amp;quot; he asks as he&amp;#39;s made to sit on a red blanket located dead center of the rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;ll see in a minute,&amp;quot; Jongin says excitedly as he sits next to him. The atmosphere is perfect. It&amp;#39;s a warm summer evening, and the sky is cloudless and full of stars. The only thing missing is a romantic display of fireworks. He keeps his eyes on the sky, waiting for the bursts of the light to begin&amp;hellip;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hellip;but they don&amp;#39;t come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Oh no&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; he groans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Give me a minute hyung,&amp;quot; he says as he gets up and races towards the edge of the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s going on down there?&amp;quot; he hisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;They won&amp;#39;t light!&amp;quot; Sehun calls from the balcony of EXO&amp;#39;s dorm. Jongin groans and sprawls out on the roof defeated. He should have known something was wrong when he got the fireworks for 75% off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joonmyun watches Jongin from afar and sighs, knowing that the plan has changed. He gets up taking the blanket with him, walks over to Jongin, and flops down on the ground next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s wrong?&amp;quot; he asks, draping the blanket over the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Everything&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Jongin replies miserably. &amp;quot;I planned a giant fireworks display but the fuses didn&amp;#39;t light.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You &lt;i&gt;planned&lt;/i&gt; a fireworks display?&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I &lt;i&gt;planned&lt;/i&gt; a lot of things for you this week,&amp;quot; Jongin mutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Wait a minute&amp;hellip;&amp;quot; Joonmyun says slowly. &amp;quot;You mean your weird behavior this week was for &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah,&amp;quot; Jongin says lamely. &amp;quot;&amp;hellip;and what do you mean &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What brought all this on?&amp;quot; Joonmyun asks amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re always doing cheesy things for me,&amp;quot; Jongin says quietly. &amp;quot;I just wanted to make an effort for once.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joonmyun laughs and gives Jongin a kiss on his cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You made a &lt;i&gt;great&lt;/i&gt; effort,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;But from now on, leave the romance to me alright?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know, I think I can live with that,&amp;quot; Jongin says, sighing in relief.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 21:35:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Balance</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sehun/OC / G / 506 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Sehun loves the moments when they&amp;#39;re even, and even the moments when they&amp;#39;re not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author&amp;#39;s Note: I hope you all like it!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehun towers over her by almost thirty centimeters, but somehow she always finds a way to make him feel small. And although each pat on the head and pinch on the cheek assure him that she will always be at a height that he can never reach, he arrives at her house every single afternoon without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well look at you,&amp;quot; she says with a grin when she answers the door, and Sehun forces himself to smile though he knows where this is going. &amp;quot;Leather jacket, white t-shirt, blue jeans, and &lt;i&gt;spotless&lt;/i&gt; white sneakers&amp;hellip;&lt;i&gt;someone&amp;#39;s&lt;/i&gt; trying hard to be cool.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Noona&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; he says exasperatedly, rolling his eyes and swatting at her hand as she pinches his cheek for what seems like the hundredth time in the past week. She laughs and lets him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Alright, I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; she says amused as Sehun rubs the reddening spot on his face. She reaches towards the sepia end table behind her and picks up a large brown bag, and Sehun groans as she sits it in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know, I could always give it to Jongin,&amp;quot; she says thoughtfully. &amp;quot;He likes homemade lunches, doesn&amp;#39;t he?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; Sehun says and she grins as he flushes in embarrassment at the speed of his outburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s what I thought,&amp;quot; she says, handing him a plastic bag. &amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;This&lt;/i&gt; one is for your group members.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re the best,&amp;quot; Sehun replies, grinning as he opens the bag to see a clear box filled with a dozen multicolor cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I know,&amp;quot; she says smiling as he gives her a hug. &amp;quot;Have a good day at practice, Sehun.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I will,&amp;quot; he replies. She pats the top of his head and he frowns, deciding to tip the scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he walks back down the pathway to her house, he starts a mental countdown in his head, and he&amp;#39;s surprised that he gets as far as the edge of the pathway to her house before he hears her say, &amp;quot;aren&amp;#39;t you forgetting something?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t know,&amp;quot; he says casually as he looks over his shoulder to address her. &amp;quot;But if I am, I&amp;#39;ll just have to get come back for it later. I&amp;#39;m gonna be late.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has at least another ten minutes before he&amp;#39;ll be straying into late territory, and they both know it, but it works. The power shift is palpable and Sehun has to hold back a grin as she frowns at him. He waits another minute before he laughs and walks back towards her porch steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m kidding,&amp;quot; he says stopping in front of her. He leans down and she smiles, wrapping her arms around his neck and standing on her toes. They meet halfway, their lips touching and for a moment they&amp;#39;re even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I love you, noona,&amp;quot; he murmurs, pressing his forehead against hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I love you too,&amp;quot; she says with a smile before she pokes him on his nose. &amp;quot;Now &lt;i&gt;go&lt;/i&gt; before you end up being late!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their previous dynamic has resumed, but Sehun doesn&amp;#39;t mind. He merely laughs and promises to come back tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <title>[One-Shot] On The Rocks</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;On The Rocks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heechul/Siwon / PG-13 / 2,914 words / AU/Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which Siwon is a bartender and Heechul is a reoccurring costumer with a problem that just can&amp;#39;t seem to be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author&amp;#39;s Note: I&amp;#39;ve been working on this one on and off for about two years, and I finally sat down and finished it. This is almost 1,500 words longer than the original draft because I had so much to fill out. I hope that you enjoy it! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon isn&amp;#39;t sure when his job as a bartender became synonymous with a career as an advisor, but for the past six years, he&amp;#39;s counseled every customer that has ever sat at his counter. He&amp;#39;s always been able to help the distressed patron no matter the issue, and over the years he&amp;#39;s developed an arsenal of advice ready to use at any moment. And that evening, the moment presents itself when the front door of the bar is ripped open with a loud bang. Siwon takes one look at the person responsible for the noise, a fuming, slender man in his late twenties, and he knows that the patron needs to be calmed down before the damages for a broken bar stool come out of his check&amp;hellip;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What can I get you?&amp;quot; Siwon asks, putting on a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Two shots of soju,&amp;quot; the man replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon pours him two shots and watches as the male downs the first without hesitation. He then closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before drinking the second shot. After a few minutes, Siwon notices that the patron has relaxed considerably, and he thinks that it&amp;#39;s safe enough to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Rough day, sir?&amp;quot; he asks and the man scoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t know the half of it,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;Can I get a mug?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon watches in shock as the male guzzles down half of the mug of beer at once then slams it on the table with a thud. He winces, praying that the glass isn&amp;#39;t cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I wanna ask you a question,&amp;quot; the patron begins wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, and Siwon knows that he doesn&amp;#39;t really have a choice about answering. &amp;quot;If you and your significant other had a huge fight and clearly &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; were right, what would you do?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon gives the male a thoughtful look while mentally pulling up a list of answers to his question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well first off, what makes you think that &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; were right?&amp;quot; he asks and the man frowns at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because the last time I checked I shouldn&amp;#39;t have to bug someone I&amp;#39;m dating about answering my texts.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;True,&amp;quot; Siwon replies. &amp;quot;But did you ever consider that they were just busy, or perhaps their phone battery died?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;If that&amp;#39;s the case, then he&amp;#39;s been busy a lot lately and he needs a new damn phone,&amp;quot; the male replies, rolling his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So you don&amp;#39;t believe that either scenario is a possibility.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Not really.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And did you make that known to him?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Like hell I did,&amp;quot; the male says angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And &lt;i&gt;there&amp;#39;s&lt;/i&gt; where you went wrong,&amp;quot; Siwon says. &amp;quot;So &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; should apologize.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Me&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; the male asks and Siwon is a bit amused at his attempt to keep his indignation in check. &amp;quot;What about the guy who didn&amp;#39;t answer my calls for the past two days? &lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; should apologize first because a stupid business trip isn&amp;#39;t more important than me. I&amp;#39;m not caving.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So you would rather put your &lt;i&gt;pride&lt;/i&gt; before your &lt;i&gt;relationship&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Did I say that?&amp;quot; the male asks heatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then what &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; you saying?&amp;quot; Siwon replies as he watches the male drink another considerable portion of his mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s with the third degree?&amp;quot; he snaps when he&amp;#39;s finished, slamming the mug on the counter once more and Siwon cringes at the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You asked me the question, sir,&amp;quot; he says, keeping his voice level. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m just trying to help you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Do me a favor and drop the &amp;#39;sir&amp;#39;, please,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;It makes me feel old. Just call me Heechul.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine,&amp;quot; Siwon says with a small smile. &amp;quot;Then call me Siwon.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry for snapping at you, Siwon,&amp;quot; Heechul says quietly. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s not your fault that I&amp;#39;m in this mess.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Apology accepted, Heechul,&amp;quot; Siwon replies. &amp;quot;And it&amp;#39;s an easy mess to get out of, if you think about it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&amp;#39;s silence as Heechul drinks until he gets to the dregs of his beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then I&amp;#39;d better get going,&amp;quot; he says, gently sitting the mug back on the counter. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve got some thinking to do. It was nice talking to you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It was nice to talking to you as well,&amp;quot; Siwon says as he gives him the bill for his drinks. &amp;quot;We should do it again sometime.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Maybe,&amp;quot; Heechul replies as he gives Siwon twenty thousand won in cash and Siwon raises an eyebrow both at his bluntness and at the bills being extended to him. Heechul laughs at his expression and adds, &amp;quot;The extra money is for your advice.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s not necessary,&amp;quot; Siwon says attempting to give the money back, but Heechul shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Take it,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;Anyone who can put up with my ranting deserves a little extra cash. Just think of it as a tip.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Paying me for my advice is pointless if you don&amp;#39;t take it,&amp;quot; Siwon replies as he folds the extra bills and puts them in his pocket, and Heechul smiles at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I know that,&amp;quot; he says as he exits the bar. Siwon shakes his head as he begins to clean the shot glasses and mug, hoping that Heechul&amp;#39;s problem will be solved for their sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon&amp;#39;s a bit surprised when Heechul returns to the bar a week later looking grim. A customer&amp;#39;s second visit to the counter was usually to give an update that the problem had been solved, however Heechul&amp;#39;s facial expression let Siwon know that this wasn&amp;#39;t going to be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good evening, Heechul,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;A beer?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heechul gives a nod in response and a minute later Siwon slides him a glass mug still frothing from the tap. Heechul sips at his beer while Siwon wipes off the counter with a towel. Eventually he puts the mug down and clears his throat, and Siwon knows that it&amp;#39;s time for Session Two to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So what&amp;#39;s the problem?&amp;quot; he asks, sitting in front of Heechul and Heechul grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How did you know that I didn&amp;#39;t come to drink?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because no one comes in here an hour before closing time with the intention of guzzling down alcohol,&amp;quot; Siwon explains and Heechul snorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You caught me,&amp;quot; he says and Siwon laughs. &amp;quot;Here&amp;#39;s my question, what would you think if you and your significant other stopped interacting as much as usual?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;#39;s a simple question, but it manages to give Siwon a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well that depends on the circumstances,&amp;quot; he answers, folding his arms on top of the bar counter. &amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s your living situation?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We live together.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And what has the atmosphere in your home been like since the argument?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s been tense, despite the fact that I took your advice,&amp;quot; Heechul replies. &amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s been coming home late on most nights, and when he&amp;#39;s home early, we barely speak. And when we do talk, every conversation we have turns into fight over something petty.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll be honest with you,&amp;quot; Siwon begins, the bad feeling in his stomach getting worse as he connects his previous conversation with Heechul to the current one. &amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s something going on in your relationship that the two of you need to fix &lt;i&gt;as soon as possible&lt;/i&gt;. If you don&amp;#39;t, you could be looking at a really nasty breakup.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So basically my relationship is fucked,&amp;quot; Heechul says. &amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s good to know.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey I &amp;ndash;&amp;quot; Siwon begins, but Heechul holds up a hand to silence him and takes a long drink from his mug. After a few seconds, he puts it down and sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;The last time we met, you sounded like a relationship handbook, but now you sound real. Thanks for leveling with me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A person shouldn&amp;#39;t have to thank another person for that,&amp;quot; Siwon says with a frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m a bit different than most,&amp;quot; Heechul replies and Siwon laughs. &amp;quot;But enough about my life, let&amp;#39;s talk about yours. Does the King of Dating Advice have someone?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a subtle change in the atmosphere as Siwon shifts on his bar stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I haven&amp;#39;t dated anyone in six years,&amp;quot; he says quietly. &amp;quot;School and work have kept me from really meeting anyone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What a pity,&amp;quot; Heechul says with a frown. &amp;quot;With your face and the quality of your advice I thought you were in a committed relationship. Are you trying to get back in the game?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s not something that I think about,&amp;quot; Siwon says shortly, and Heechul stares at him for a few seconds before smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then it&amp;#39;s settled!&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m inviting you to my next group date and I&amp;#39;m not taking &amp;#39;no&amp;#39; for an answer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon smiles and Heechul doesn&amp;#39;t miss the reluctance in the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know,&amp;quot; Siwon says, &amp;quot;that actually sounds like a great idea. I could use some fun.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well you came to the right guy. Boy have I got a few stories to tell you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heechul&amp;#39;s a great storyteller, and Siwon can tell that each tales is experience that he holds close to his heart. They are all told in a lively, amusing, and opinionated matter, and Siwon is so hooked on Heechul&amp;#39;s every word that he barely notices when it&amp;#39;s time for him to close the bar for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I guess time &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; fly when you&amp;#39;re having fun,&amp;quot; Siwon says as he gives the counter one last wipe. &amp;quot;Thanks for keeping me company. It&amp;#39;s rare that anyone comes in during the hour before closing time.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No problem,&amp;quot; Heechul replies. &amp;quot;I wasn&amp;#39;t in the mood to go home anyway&amp;hellip;I&amp;#39;m still not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You can&amp;#39;t run from this,&amp;quot; Siwon says firmly, looking him straight in the eye as Heechul hands him the money for his beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, yeah,&amp;quot; Heechul replies bitterly. &amp;quot;I have to talk it out and be honest about &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; feelings and understand &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; feelings and all of that other emotional &lt;i&gt;junk&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon gives Heechul a glare and the action catches him off guard for a few moments. He then rolls his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t look at me like that,&amp;quot; he says, defensively. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m going to give this a one hundred percent effort.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m glad to hear it,&amp;quot; Siwon replies, softening his gaze as Heechul gets up to leave. &amp;quot;Good luck, Heechul.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thanks,&amp;quot; Heechul replies. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; going to need it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heechul doesn&amp;#39;t come back the next evening, and despite the happy assumption that his talk with his boyfriend had gone well, Siwon feels miserable at the thought. He spends the next week half-heartedly socializing with his customers, and though he had shared some laughs with a few of them, none of them were as memorable as Heechul. Siwon tries to go back to his regular routine at the bar, but he spends three weeks wondering if things are going well for Heechul, wondering what he&amp;#39;s doing at every second of the day, wondering why he&amp;#39;s keeping count of the days they&amp;#39;ve been apart, and wondering if he&amp;#39;ll ever seeing him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to his third question comes on second day of the fourth week. Fifteen minutes before the closing time, the doors of the bar rip open with a bang as they hit the door frames, and Siwon&amp;#39;s pulse accelerates at the familiar sound. He looks up from his half-hearted cleaning of the counter to see Heechul and he starts to break into a smile, but he quickly becomes anxious after he gets a good look at Heechul&amp;#39;s face. He silently thanks the Lord that the bar is empty because Heechul&amp;#39;s expression is not one of a person that needs to respect public etiquette. He silently begins to calculate the damages for broken glasses when Heechul throws himself in the stool in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t really care what you give me,&amp;quot; he says, and Siwon feels sick at his tone. There&amp;#39;s silence as he slides Heechul a shot glass filled with soju and Heechul stares at it for a few moments before drinking it. Siwon pours him a second shot, then leaves from behind the counter and sits on the stool next to his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; he says quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Me too,&amp;quot; Heechul replies. &amp;quot;I honestly thought that we were going to be okay. And then yesterday I met &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Him?&amp;quot; Siwon asks, though he already knows the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The guy that he&amp;#39;s been cheating on me with for &lt;i&gt;months&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Heechul says bitterly and Siwon gets a sinking feeling at the confirmation. &amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s good. I didn&amp;#39;t suspect a thing. And he actually had the &lt;i&gt;gall&lt;/i&gt; to introduce him to me!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That must have been hard for you,&amp;quot; Siwon says quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You can&amp;#39;t even imagine,&amp;quot; Heechul replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I am &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; sorry,&amp;quot; Siwon says. &amp;quot;I honestly wanted things to work out for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So did I,&amp;quot; Heechul replies, his voice cracking. &amp;quot;I need another mug.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No you don&amp;#39;t,&amp;quot; Siwon says firmly. The words seem to make the sinking feeling in his stomach vanish immediately, and he quickly grabs the keys to the bar and puts Heechul&amp;#39;s shot glasses into a container for dirty dishes. &amp;quot;You &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; some air. Let&amp;#39;s go.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heechul groans and resists as Siwon grabs him by the arm and tugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh come on, do you really want to booze your night away?&amp;quot; Siwon asks him annoyed. Heechul sighs, allowing himself to be dragged out into the cold night air and lead to a bench a few feet away from the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Heechul,&amp;quot; Siwon says as they sit. &amp;quot;This is the hardest piece of advice that I have ever had to give anyone.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And you couldn&amp;#39;t give it in a place with a heater?&amp;quot; Heechul asks, glaring and hugging himself around his middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I wanted you to be sober and alert so that you could hear me &lt;i&gt;clearly&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Siwon says and Heechul rolls his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh &lt;i&gt;joy&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; he says, however he feels guilty when he sees the sad expression on Siwon&amp;#39;s face. &amp;quot;Alright, I&amp;#39;m listening.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t wallow in your misery,&amp;quot; Siwon says, quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;That&amp;#39;s&lt;/i&gt; easier said than done,&amp;quot; Heechul replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Tell me about it&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Siwon replies laying back on the bench. Heechul raises an eyebrow at him and Siwon laughs bitterly. &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re not the only one who&amp;#39;s been hurt by a bad relationship. Many people have. The key is what the hurt persons did next.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And did they do next?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;They took a job at a bar and added six extra credits to their college workload,&amp;quot; Siwon answers and Heechul&amp;#39;s eyes widen. &amp;quot;And that&amp;#39;s &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; what I want you to do next. What you have to do is accept that things went wrong and that you&amp;#39;re not at fault for how he chose to handle it. And then, you have to move on before you end up shutting yourself off for &lt;i&gt;years&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why do you care so much what happens to me?&amp;quot; Heechul asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because I like you,&amp;quot; Siwon replies truthfully. &amp;quot;And I don&amp;#39;t want you to end up like me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heechul stares at him for a few seconds before lying back on the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You really &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; a good guy,&amp;quot; he says and Siwon laughs. &amp;quot;I thought you were bullshitting me for a minute&amp;hellip;thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re welcome,&amp;quot; Siwon says with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they keep in contact, Siwon doesn&amp;#39;t see Heechul for another two weeks, and he&amp;#39;s a bit taken aback at the way that the older male marches up to the bar with a determined look in his eye. He seems full of purpose as he sits on the stool in front of Siwon and it&amp;#39;s such a stark contrast to the way he came in a week ago, that Siwon can&amp;#39;t help but be a bit nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re here early,&amp;quot; he says putting on a conversational tone. &amp;quot;The sun is still out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I know,&amp;quot; Heechul replies waving a hand. &amp;quot;Can I get a shot?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon stares curiously at Heechul for a few seconds before pouring him a shot, and Heechul downs it instantly before placing the glass back on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What would you do if you just got out of a shitty relationship two weeks ago, and you&amp;#39;re already attracted to someone else?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words take Siwon by surprise and then slowly fill him with disappointment as he pulls up a bar stool and sits in front of Heechul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;This &lt;i&gt;isn&amp;#39;t&lt;/i&gt; what I meant when I said to move on,&amp;quot; he says, frowning and Heechul rolls his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Just here me out,&amp;quot; he says and Siwon sighs as he notes the small tone plea in his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay then,&amp;quot; Heechul says a bit surprised by the annoyance in Siwon&amp;#39;s voice. &amp;quot;His face is pretty damn alluring. I&amp;#39;ve never seen someone so good looking. I was surprised to find out that he was single.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Is there anything &lt;i&gt;less superficial&lt;/i&gt; that you like about this guy?&amp;quot; Siwon asks with a frown. Heechul stares at him for a few seconds before it dawns on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s a really good guy,&amp;quot; he says amused. &amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s a good listener, patient, and honest. I&amp;#39;ve always liked that about him. But, I&amp;#39;m a bit hesitant to pursue him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And&amp;hellip;&amp;quot; Siwon says slowly, almost carefully, &amp;quot;why is that?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not exactly boyfriend material,&amp;quot; Heechul replies. &amp;quot;I feel like I&amp;#39;m rushing things. And he&amp;#39;s been hurt too, and I&amp;#39;m worried that I&amp;#39;ll end up screwing things up for both of us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siwon smiles softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why don&amp;#39;t we start simple,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;My shift ends at eight tonight and there&amp;#39;s a coffee shop down the street from here. Is that good for you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s great,&amp;quot; Heechul replies with a sigh of relief and Siwon smiles at him before pouring him a glass of water on the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2012 16:20:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Fangs</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Fangs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric/Onew / PG-13 / 3,081 words / AU/Crack / &lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SM%20Town%20Gentlemen%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;prompt&lt;/a&gt;: Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Lee Jinki&amp;#39;s new neighbor is both attractive and suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author&amp;#39;s Note: I got this prompt and tweet it as a joke, but then &lt;a href=&quot;https://twitter.com/ashitae&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Roo&lt;/a&gt; asked me to write it and I love Roo so I couldn&amp;#39;t say no. I hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to thank my Beta Reader, &lt;a href=&quot;http://twitter.com/lhjme136&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Bee&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;hearts;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that illuminates the room is the occasional bolt of lightning, and Lee Jinki gives an involuntary shiver every time he notices it pass through his living room curtains. He pulls his quilt tighter around his body and keeps his eyes on his television screen, watching a young male cautiously search an old house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jinkyung, is that you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Run Daehyun!&amp;quot; he yells through a mouthful of popcorn, though he knows that Daehyun can&amp;#39;t hear him. Soon, the young male will discover that &amp;quot;Jinkyung&amp;quot; is actually a blood thirsty vampire, and his life will reach a tragic early end. Jinki feels the tension in the film building as a shadow taking the shape of a bat starts to slowly appear behind Daehyun, and he covers his eyes with his hands to shield himself from the sight &amp;ndash;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daehyun&amp;#39;s scream and the doorbell of Jinki&amp;#39;s home ringing occur simultaneously, and Jinki jumps a foot in the air and collapses on the carpet tangled in his quilt. The contents of his popcorn bowl scatter in all directions and he sighs at the wasted snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Get a &lt;i&gt;grip&lt;/i&gt;, Jinki,&amp;quot; he mumbles, shaking the popcorn out of his hair. He pauses the movie, scrambles to his feet, and rushes to the door, ripping it open to see a tall man who looks to be in his early thirties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot; he says as he stares curiously at the stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good evening,&amp;quot; the man replies blinking a few drops of water out of his eyes as he fishes through one of his coat pockets. &amp;quot;I was wondering if you could help me find this address. I think I&amp;#39;m on the right street, but it&amp;#39;s hard to see in the rain.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulls out a damp sheet of paper and hands it to Jinki who manages to make out a few letters and numbers despite the smudged ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s the house across the street!&amp;quot; he exclaims and the stranger sighs in relief. &amp;quot;But no one lives there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Someone does &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; the stranger says with a smile. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m moving in tonight, though I wish that I had picked a better day&amp;hellip; I had no idea it was supposed to storm like this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stranger frowns and the action had a strong effect on Jinki for a reason that he can&amp;#39;t quite explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can help you,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh no, that&amp;#39;s not necessary!&amp;quot; the stranger exclaims quickly, waving a hand. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t want to take you away from your evening.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I wasn&amp;#39;t doing anything,&amp;quot; Jinki says, as the image of his living room floor covered in popcorn comes to mind. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;d love to help you!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you,&amp;quot; the stranger says, smiling. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m Mun Junghyuk by the way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Lee Jinki,&amp;quot; Jinki replies, feeling a bit surprised at the way his pulse accelerated when he shook Junghyuk&amp;#39;s hand. He freezes on his porch stairs for a few seconds before following Junghyuk out into the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of hours both the job and the storm have ended, and the two sit on the porch of Jinki&amp;#39;s house soaked from head to foot drinking sodas and finishing the remnants of Jinki&amp;#39;s popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you so much for helping me,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m lucky to have such a kind neighbor.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It was nothing,&amp;quot; Jinki says embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Still I should repay the favor,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says. &amp;quot;How about we do lunch one day, my treat?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;d like that,&amp;quot; Jinki says with a smile. His feels his face grows warmer and quickly takes a large gulp of his soda. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m alright,&amp;quot; he adds through coughs and Junghyuk laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&amp;#39;t take Jinki long to notice that there are a few things that are&amp;hellip;&lt;i&gt;off&lt;/i&gt; about his new friend. The first sign is during their lunch outing, when Junghyuk orders an entire tray of sushi and sashimi. Jinki doesn&amp;#39;t think he&amp;#39;s seen so much raw food on one table in his entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you sure you won&amp;#39;t get sick eating all of that?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll be alright,&amp;quot; Junghyuk replies reassuringly as he separates his chopsticks. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve never had a problem eating raw food before. But it is a pretty large plate for me to eat by myself. Do you want to try a piece?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He extends a piece of mackerel to Jinki who takes a bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s good,&amp;quot; Jinki says, covering his mouth both to hide the food he&amp;#39;s chewing and his growing embarrassment as he realizes that he let someone who he just met two days ago feed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, much to his relief, Junghyuk doesn&amp;#39;t seem to notice his embarrassment as his attention is fully focused on his plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Feel free to split it with me,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says, and Jinki decides to take him up on the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki notices something else&amp;hellip;&lt;i&gt;off&lt;/i&gt; about Junghyuk during their trip to one of the farmer&amp;#39;s markets in the country. It&amp;#39;s a cloudy day and the October breeze makes Jinki cling to his shoulders. But despite the cold, he still has a bright on his face and enthusiastically shows Junghyuk everything in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;This place is stocked &lt;i&gt;all year&lt;/i&gt; with various foods, whether it&amp;#39;s fruits or vegetables, or really delicious chicken or kettle corn. And the stand at the end has &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; good baked goods. You &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to try their &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stops as he realizes that his audience has disappeared. He whips around, hoping to find Junghyuk in the packed crowd, but sighs in relief when he sees the older male looking at a table covered with canned fruits and jams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;See anything that interests you?&amp;quot; he asks as he reaches him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;One or two things,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says smiling at Jinki before he picks up a jar of cherries and slowly turns it to see all of its angles. Jinki laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How can you even see &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; with those shades on?&amp;quot; he asks. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s not even sunny outside today.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can see what I want to see,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says simply. He gives Jinki a smile, and the younger male feels his heart pounding rapidly against his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;O-oh,&amp;quot; Jinki says. &amp;quot;W-well that&amp;#39;s g-great.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junghyuk chuckles and goes back to looking at the jars, letting Jinki kick himself in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two don&amp;#39;t see each other for another couple of weeks due to Junghyuk&amp;#39;s hectic night shift schedule. The older male comes over to borrow tea, and Jinki is so caught up with the idea of keeping him around for a few moments that he agrees. However, he gets a sinking feeling as he looks through his pantry, for the requested item is difficult to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I could have &lt;i&gt;sworn&lt;/i&gt; that I had some in here,&amp;quot; Jinki says frowning as he looks through the top shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t worry about it,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says as he spots him on the stepping stool. &amp;quot;I can just go to the store.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; I have some,&amp;quot; Jinki says as he looks through the pantry with increased urgency. &amp;quot;I just refilled the jar I keep them in a &lt;i&gt;week&lt;/i&gt; ago&amp;hellip;here it is!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki removes the glass jar of tea from the back of the pantry and grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I told you,&amp;quot; he says doing a slight victory dance in the chair and Junghyuk laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nice moves,&amp;quot; he says and Jinki smiles as he takes his first step off of the stool. On his second step, the stool slides six inches across the floor, and he loses his balance completely. He yells as the jar flies out of his hands and braces himself to hit the kitchen tile when he feels an arm quickly wrap around his waist. He opens his eyes to see Junghyuk giving him a look of concern and holding the tea jar in his other hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you alright?&amp;quot; Junghyuk asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their proximity makes Jinki blush a dark shade of red, and he scrambles to stand on his own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah thanks,&amp;quot; he says sheepishly. &amp;quot;I can be a bit of a klutz at times.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You should be more careful,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says sitting the jar on the table and taking out a packet of tea. &amp;quot;Thanks for the tea. I wish I could stay longer but my shift starts in a few hours and I&amp;#39;d better get ready. I&amp;#39;ll call you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sure,&amp;quot; Jinki says with smile as he walks him out. As he closes the door he hugs himself around his middle, wondering how Junghyuk reflexes got so sharp&amp;hellip;and why it hurts so much to see him leave out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loud buzz fills the room and Jinki quickly throws out his hand to shut off his alarm clock. Junghyuk would be arriving in the next hour for their weekly jog around the neighborhood, and though Jinki knows he should be &lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt; to have a friend who enjoys exercising &amp;ndash; as he hadn&amp;#39;t done so himself for three years &amp;ndash; he doesn&amp;#39;t understand why Junghyuk insists on exercising at &lt;i&gt;five in the morning&lt;/i&gt; when the only light source that can be seen outside is the glow from the street lamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reluctantly rolls out of bed, throws on a gray sweat-suit and makes himself a pot of coffee, yawning between sips. Soon the doorbell rings and he drags himself to it to see Junghyuk smiling with a water bottle in hand and wearing a black tank top and a pair of white shorts that compliment his figure extremely well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ready?&amp;quot; Junghyuk asks and Jinki flushes as he realizes that he was staring for far too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah,&amp;quot; he says all traces of exhaustion gone. He grabs his house keys and smiles. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s go.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later Jinki collapses on the porch stairs of his home, breathing hard. Junghyuk, who is still standing, gives him an apologetic look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Perhaps I shouldn&amp;#39;t have pushed you so hard,&amp;quot; he says and Jinki quickly shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No&amp;hellip;I was grateful for it,&amp;quot; he replies as he slowly catches his breath. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m out of shape right now, but I&amp;#39;ll get used to it, I promise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Alright then I&amp;#39;ll make sure we keep this pace,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says as he hands Jinki his water bottle. Jinki smiles gratefully and takes a few gulps before handing it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;So, same time next week?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a date,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Speaking of dates&amp;hellip;what are you doing tomorrow night?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junghyuk raises an eyebrow as Jinki flushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nothing,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;Why?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a silly ritual,&amp;quot; Jinki begins, &amp;quot;but I marathon movies for Halloween. I&amp;#39;ve done so for years, but it would be more fun if I had someone with me. What do you say?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m in,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says with a bright smile, and Jinki holds back a triumph cheer as he smiles back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the raging storm outside, Jinki combs through his DVD collection with a bright smile on his face as he decides which videos to use for the Halloween Marathon. He pulls out House of Wax, Darkness Falls, The Birds, Scream, The Lost Boys &amp;ndash;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki freezes, and stares at The Lost Boys DVD cover. He knows the storyline well. A kid has an older brother that gets turned into a vampire. On the first day after being turned the brother wore shades because the sun hurt his eyes. Jinki suddenly remembers Junghyuk wearing shades to the farmer&amp;#39;s market despite the fact that the sun was barely visible through the clouds that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And Junghyuk had done other strange things too&lt;/i&gt;, Jinki thinks, getting a sinking feeling in his stomach. He ate raw food too often, his reflexes were far too quick, and every time he was around Jinki became a stuttering, blushing, slightly aroused mess. There was only one possible reason for all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s&amp;hellip;a &lt;i&gt;vampire&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; Jinki asks himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&amp;#39;s a loud boom of thunder outside and Jinki jumps as a chill goes down his spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What am I going to do &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; he whines, panic creeping into his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doorbell rings and he jumps once more. A bolt of lightning strikes as he answers it to reveal a fully cloaked figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I vant to suck your blood,&amp;quot; the figure says and the color drains from Jinki face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t eat me!&amp;quot; he screams and the figure laughs and removes his cloak from his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Calm down, Jinki,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says grinning and Jinki feels uneasy as he sees the fangs in his mouth. &amp;quot;I just thought I&amp;#39;d dress for the occasion and this was the cheapest costume at the store.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki lets out a shaky laugh as he takes in Junghyuk&amp;#39;s outfit, a black Victorian style suit, cloak, and top hat with a dark purple vest and cane. He looks quite handsome in it, and Jinki berates himself for staring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s great,&amp;quot; he says and Junghyuk smiles, satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I brought the sashimi,&amp;quot; he says, holding up a plastic bag. &amp;quot;Should I just put it in the kitchen?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah,&amp;quot; Jinki says. &amp;quot;I mean no &amp;ndash; I just &amp;ndash; put on the blanket in the living room.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Okay&lt;/i&gt;&amp;hellip;&amp;quot; Junghyuk says raising an eyebrow as he enters the living room. &amp;quot;You know you get spooked too easily. Maybe a scary movie night on Halloween isn&amp;#39;t the best idea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m fine,&amp;quot; Jinki says quickly. &amp;quot;The storm is freaking me out little, that&amp;#39;s all. So, which movie should we start with?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll be fine with anything you pick,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says with a smile and Jinki feels his hormones betray him once again as he feel butterflies in his stomach at Junghyuk&amp;#39;s generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stay focused, Jinki&lt;/i&gt;, he tells himself. &lt;i&gt;You need to observe him for a few hours&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Alright then,&amp;quot; he says sitting on the blanket and Junghyuk sits next to him. &amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s get started.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki decides to turn his Halloween Movie Night strictly into a Vampire Movie Night, hoping to see Junghyuk&amp;#39;s reaction to the choice. He starts with 30 Days of Night, an hour and a half of slaughtering vampires and follows that with The Lost Boys, which also features brutal scenes of vampires being murdered. Throughout the movies Jinki steals glances at Junghyuk, who remains impassive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He must know that I&amp;#39;m on to him&lt;/i&gt;, Jinki thinks. &lt;i&gt;I&amp;#39;ll try a different tactic&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He switches to The Twilight Saga, hoping that its vampire and human love story and a theme of good versus evil will help Junghyuk feel more at ease about revealing himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You sure do have a lot of vampire movies,&amp;quot; Junghyuk comments halfway into the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I like vampires,&amp;quot; Jinki says with a casual grin and he raises an eyebrow as Junghyuk blushes slightly at the statement. It&amp;#39;s the first time that he&amp;#39;s ever seen the older man look anything other than confident and the action makes him alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jinki,&amp;quot; he begins, uneasily. &amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s something that I&amp;#39;ve been meaning to tell you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes?&amp;quot; Jinki says cautiously. &amp;quot;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well I &amp;ndash; I just &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki&amp;#39;s eyes widen as Junghyuk starts wringing his hands and he jumps off of the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I knew it!&amp;quot; he yells. &amp;quot;I &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; it!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You did?&amp;quot; Junghyuk says, surprised. He then sighs. &amp;quot;I was too obvious wasn&amp;#39;t I?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course you were!&amp;quot; Jinki exclaims. &amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t believe you thought that I wouldn&amp;#39;t notice!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well you might as well hear it from me anyway. Jinki I &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; you&amp;#39;re a &lt;i&gt;vampire&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&amp;#39;s silence in the room and Junghyuk gives Jinki an incredulous expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;What&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; he asks in disbelief. &amp;quot;You think I&amp;#39;m a &lt;i&gt;vampire&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; that you&amp;#39;re a vampire!&amp;quot; Jinki exclaims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jinki, I&amp;#39;m &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; a vampire,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says baffled at the sheer look of horror on Jinki&amp;#39;s face. &amp;quot;I just wanted to say that &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; oh come on do you think I&amp;#39;m going to believe &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; Jinki says with a snort. &amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;All&lt;/i&gt; of the signs are there!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What &lt;i&gt;signs&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; Junghyuk asks exasperatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You wear sunglasses on cloudy days for starters,&amp;quot; Jinki points out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I have sensitive eyes,&amp;quot; Junghyuk explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Sure&lt;/i&gt; you do,&amp;quot; Jinki says rolling his eyes. &amp;quot;What about the fact that you&amp;#39;re always eating sushi or sashimi?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I told you, I was trying to change my diet,&amp;quot; Junghyuk replies. &amp;quot;And the last time I checked that doesn&amp;#39;t make me a supernatural creature.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What about your fast reflexes?&amp;quot; Jinki says unfazed by Junghyuk&amp;#39;s previous explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I box regularly,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says folding his arms across his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And your night shift?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not a morning person.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And the &lt;i&gt;fangs&lt;/i&gt; that I&amp;#39;ve seen everytime you&amp;#39;ve talked tonight?&amp;quot; Jinki says and Junghyuk rolls his eyes and takes them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Fake&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; he says twirling them around his index finger. &amp;quot;Now is there anything other &lt;i&gt;evidence&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Explain the fact that my hormones started raging after I met you,&amp;quot; Jinki says. &amp;quot;I know you&amp;#39;re using your vampire seductive powers on me!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junghyuk chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t help that I&amp;#39;m attractive and you seem to have fallen for me,&amp;quot; he says and Jinki flushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What was it that you wanted to tell me then?&amp;quot; he asks defensively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That was I was interested in you and I wanted to know if you wanted to start seeing me,&amp;quot; Junghyuk replies simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&amp;#39;s another silence in the room as Jinki begins to slowly comprehend the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh,&amp;quot; he says going a dark shade of red. &amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Oh&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junghyuk stares at him for a few seconds before bursting into a fit of laughter, clutching his sides for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I &amp;ndash;&amp;quot; he chokes out. &amp;quot;I &amp;ndash; can&amp;#39;t &lt;i&gt;believe&lt;/i&gt; t-that you &amp;ndash; that you thought that &amp;ndash; that I was a &amp;ndash; a &amp;ndash; a &lt;i&gt;vampire&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rolls over on the blanket and Jinki covers his face with his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s just so &amp;ndash; it&amp;#39;s just &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Stupid?&amp;quot; Jinki mumbles through his fingers. &amp;quot;Ridiculous? Moronic?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says as he gets himself together. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s&amp;hellip;kind of cute.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki blinks in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So you &lt;i&gt;don&amp;#39;t&lt;/i&gt; think I&amp;#39;m an idiot?&amp;quot; he asks skeptically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh no I &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; think you&amp;#39;re an idiot,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says as he gets to his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s fair,&amp;quot; Jinki says, frowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But look on the bright side,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says, walking towards Jinki and Jinki stays rooted to the spot when Junghyuk stops in front of him. &amp;quot;My feelings haven&amp;#39;t changed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leans in and presses his lips against Jinki&amp;#39;s, and Jinki responds by wrapping his arms around Junghyuk&amp;#39;s neck and pulling himself up so that he can lock his legs around his hips. Junghyuk groans and slides his tongue in Jinki&amp;#39;s mouth to deepen the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well,&amp;quot; Junghyuk says when they catch their breath. &amp;quot;What do you think of my human seduction techniques?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I think they&amp;#39;re better than the vampire ones,&amp;quot; Jinki replies feeling a bit lightheaded and Junghyuk laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good to know,&amp;quot; he says, grinning and closing the distance in between them once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <title>[One-Shot] Ten Years</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Ten Years&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lee Minwoo/Andy Lee / PG-13 / 1,490 words / Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Five times Andy almost told Minwoo that he loved him, plus the one time that he did tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he&amp;#39;s twenty one years old and inexperienced in relationships, Andy knows that the confession is the most crucial point. It has to be perfect, and he feels the pressure building as he paces Shinhwa&amp;#39;s rehearsal room. He hasn&amp;#39;t quite achieved the picture of his ideal confession. His voice is far too weak, his legs tremble when he tries to stand still, and though he can&amp;#39;t see his face, he can feel the panic in his expression each time he tries to say the three words he prepared. He&amp;#39;s nowhere near ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time runs out and Andy mentally scolds his nerves for not getting it together as Minwoo enters the rehearsal room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey what&amp;#39;s going on?&amp;quot; Minwoo asks. &amp;quot;Why did you want me to meet you here so early?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy scrambles for the heart shaped chocolate in his pocket and thrusts it at Minwoo, his arms shaking despite the fact that he&amp;#39;s trying so hard to hold them steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Minwoo-hyung I &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the words don&amp;#39;t seem to come out, and Andy doesn&amp;#39;t bother trying again. He lets his arms go limp at his sides and waits for Minwoo&amp;#39;s rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo, however, chuckles and gently takes the box from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How about we grab lunch after rehearsal, just the two of us?&amp;quot; he asks grinning and Andy breathes a sigh of relief as Minwoo gives him a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo had always been the jealous type, and it was his insecurity that caused the fight. Yet the look in Minwoo&amp;#39;s eyes made &lt;i&gt;Andy&lt;/i&gt; feel completely responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;There is &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; going on between me and Eric,&amp;quot; Andy says gently for the irate approach he took earlier didn&amp;#39;t make Minwoo believe him. &amp;quot;There has &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; been anything going on between us. I wish you would trust me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t give me much of a reason to trust you,&amp;quot; Minwoo says quietly. &amp;quot;You and Eric have &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; been close, everyone sees it. Hell sometimes &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; forget that we&amp;#39;re together. It&amp;#39;s been two years and I still can&amp;#39;t believe it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This revelation makes Andy feel like he&amp;#39;s been crushed by a ton of steel and he quickly searches for something to say that will reassure Minwoo of his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Minwoo I&amp;hellip;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He trails off, not wanting to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You what?&amp;quot; Minwoo asks, annoyance creeping into his voice and Andy doesn&amp;#39;t continue. It wouldn&amp;#39;t sound believable, not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t confess to &lt;i&gt;Eric&lt;/i&gt; two years ago,&amp;quot; Andy says. &amp;quot;Isn&amp;#39;t that reason enough?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; he says, yet Andy doesn&amp;#39;t hear a trace of sincerity in his apology. &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re right. I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; trust you more. I need to go for a walk.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy winces as Minwoo slams the door to their apartment. He sighs, wondering if things would have been different if he had finished his first sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy is thankful that he and Minwoo decided on carpet for their apartment, as it&amp;#39;s quite a comfortable resting surface for a full stomach. The remains of his twenty fifth birthday cake sit on the floor between him and Minwoo and as he stares at them he regrets that they didn&amp;#39;t show a bit more self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t move,&amp;quot; he says bitterly and Minwoo grins and gets to his feet and stretches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I guess that means that you won&amp;#39;t be able to open the present that I got for you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know this carpet is starting to feel a bit itchy,&amp;quot; Andy says sitting up. Minwoo laughs as he flops back down on the floor, takes a box off of the coffee table behind them, and hands it to Andy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Minwoo,&amp;quot; Andy says as he unwraps it. &amp;quot;This&amp;hellip;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The look in your eye when we walked past the display window two months ago told me that I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to get it for you,&amp;quot; Minwoo says as Andy takes the silver watch out of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; it costs a kidney and a couple other organs as well, I know. But I &lt;i&gt;wanted&lt;/i&gt; you to have it so don&amp;#39;t complain, alright?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo gives Andy a glance that lets him know that it&amp;#39;s worthless to pursue it any further. Instead Andy turns the watch over his hand and wonders just how much Minwoo had to save to buy it for him. He pushes back the tears attempting to form in his eyes and hugs Minwoo, a large smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy pauses as he realizes that saying the words after receiving such an expensive gift may not be the best idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;hellip;?&amp;quot; Minwoo inquires, eyebrows raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I think&amp;hellip;&amp;quot; Andy says as he puts the box on the coffee table, &amp;quot;that I should thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo grins as Andy pins him to the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We&amp;#39;ll have to get the carpet cleaned again,&amp;quot; he says and Andy laughs and closes the distance between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy got out of bed that morning to discover that the room was spinning and since then he&amp;#39;s been confined to the bedroom with Minwoo for company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you feeling better?&amp;quot; Minwoo asks as he sits at the edge of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A little,&amp;quot; Andy replies as Minwoo begins to gently rub his back. &amp;quot;I think that the repackaged promotions are getting to me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I told you to take care of yourself you punk,&amp;quot; Minwoo says and Andy flinches as Minwoo pinches his side. &amp;quot;Make sure that you eat regularly and rest as much as you can from now on. The last thing I need is for you faint.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay,&amp;quot; Andy says frowning and rubbing his side and Minwoo laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m going to go check on your soup,&amp;quot; he says ruffling Andy&amp;#39;s hair and standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Minwoo?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo whips around so fast that Andy is certain he&amp;#39;ll have a cramp in his neck for the next week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; he asks quickly. &amp;quot;Do you feel dizzy again?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, I&amp;#39;m fine. I just &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to tell Minwoo how grateful he is, and how he thinks that he couldn&amp;#39;t deal with this or anything else without him. But the meaning of the words is too much to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I just wanted to say thank you,&amp;quot; he says softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re welcome,&amp;quot; he replies. &amp;quot;Now try and relax.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he&amp;#39;s out of earshot, Andy groans and hits himself with a pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The army separation hits them hard. Minwoo tends to be down far more than usual, taking to visiting various bars at least four times a week, and when Andy gets word of this, he decides to dedicate every single off day he gets to being at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey,&amp;quot; he says quietly as he enters the bedroom to see Minwoo curled up under the sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hi,&amp;quot; Minwoo says softly, not moving an inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why don&amp;#39;t we see a movie?&amp;quot; Andy asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s nothing I want to see,&amp;quot; Minwoo replies quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What about going out to eat?&amp;quot; Andy says hopefully. &amp;quot;We can go to that place you love so much. You know the one that I hate&amp;hellip;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minwoo lets out a soft laugh and Andy can&amp;#39;t help be feel relieved that he still has his sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thanks Sunho, but I&amp;#39;m not very hungry,&amp;quot; Minwoo says and Andy frowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you alright?&amp;quot; he asks, attempting to keep the worry out of his voice and failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m fine,&amp;quot; Minwoo says giving him a half-hearted smile. &amp;quot;I just need to rest.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy climbs into the bed and wraps his arms around Minwoo&amp;#39;s waist, burying his face into the crook of his neck. He isn&amp;#39;t sure what to do to lift Minwoo&amp;#39;s mood, but the least that he can do is stay with him until it passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;hellip;I&amp;#39;m here for you. Whatever you need, okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I have what I need now,&amp;quot; Minwoo says, putting his arms over tops of Andy&amp;#39;s, and Andy presses a kiss to his cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years is a long time to be dating someone, and Andy thinks that today is the perfect day to redeem himself from the failed confession that started everything. He takes a deep breath and shakes off his nerves as he paces the rehearsal room of the Shinhwa Company building, waiting for Minwoo to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s up?&amp;quot; Minwoo asks as he enters the rehearsal room, and this time Andy doesn&amp;#39;t jump at the sight of him, doesn&amp;#39;t lose his nerve. He knows the right position to take as he removes a tiny box from his pants pocket and kneels in front of Minwoo, he knows the perfect facial expression to make as he breaks out into a smile, and he knows the right words to say as he opens his mouth and finally says what he&amp;#39;s been trying to for ten years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I love you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice is strong as he opens the box to reveal a gold ring, and tears spring to Minwoo&amp;#39;s eyes before he knows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes!&amp;quot; he says before Andy can even get the question out, and Andy laughs as Minwoo tackles him to the floor. Redemption achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>pairing: lee minwoo/andy lee</category>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 May 2012 18:59:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Swings</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Swings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taemin + Kai; past Suho/Kai / PG-13 / 758 words /&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kai didn&amp;#39;t think that growing up would be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Figuring out a way to approach the subject is difficult, and Taemin remains silent as he and Kai sit on the swings in the playground and stare out at the setting sun. It&amp;#39;s a sensitive topic, one that the two have avoided since the incident two years ago, and bringing it up won&amp;#39;t be easy for Kai to handle. But, if Kai&amp;#39;s behavior over the past couple of days is any indication, the situation could get out of hand, and Taemin realizes that nothing will change if he doesn&amp;#39;t intervene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;You&amp;#39;ve&lt;/i&gt; been quiet,&amp;quot; Kai says and Taemin laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So have you,&amp;quot; he replies, gently pushing his swing against Kai&amp;#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; asked to see &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;, remember?&amp;quot; Kai points out, pushing back. &amp;quot;We&amp;#39;ve been sitting here for almost thirty minutes, yet you still haven&amp;#39;t told me what&amp;#39;s bothering you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why does something have to be bothering me?&amp;quot; Taemin asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because all you did was poke at your lunch at the arcade, and when you don&amp;#39;t finish eating something, there&amp;#39;s something wrong. Now, tell me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin sways in his swing seat as he stares at the dirt, and Kai frowns at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Whatever the problem is Tae, I&amp;#39;m sure that we can fix it,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s not &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; problem,&amp;quot; Taemin says quietly. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s yours&amp;hellip;yours and&amp;hellip;Suho&amp;#39;s.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin prepares himself for the storm as the aura around Kai changes rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t want to talk about him,&amp;quot; Kai says firmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, we&amp;#39;re going to,&amp;quot; Taemin tells him, his voice just as firm. &amp;quot;There are tons of photos and videos from the press conference. You&amp;#39;re clearly being standoffish with Suho. The fans are going to notice, some of them already do. They&amp;#39;re going to start speculating about the reason.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s none of their business,&amp;quot; Kai replies heatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I agree with you, but that isn&amp;#39;t going to matter,&amp;quot; Taemin says gently. &amp;quot;They&amp;#39;re going to assume the worst, Jongin. Usually I wouldn&amp;#39;t tell you how to deal with this, but I have to ask you to change your behavior around Suho.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you giving me an order?&amp;quot; Kai asks angrily and Taemin quickly shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m just strongly urging you to check yourself for the good of your &lt;i&gt;team&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t get high and mighty with &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Kai snaps. &amp;quot;How dare you try to &lt;i&gt;guilt trip&lt;/i&gt; me after what happened!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jongin, if you don&amp;#39;t let this go, everyone&amp;#39;s going to suffer, including yourself. Is that what you really want?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t give a &lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt; who suffers.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t say that,&amp;quot; Taemin says. &amp;quot;You know you don&amp;#39;t mean it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t I?&amp;quot; Kai replies. &amp;quot;He &lt;i&gt;lied&lt;/i&gt; to me, Taemin. He looked me directly in my &lt;i&gt;eyes&lt;/i&gt; and lied to me. And now he gets to &lt;i&gt;lead&lt;/i&gt; me. I don&amp;#39;t trust him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He was only doing what he had to.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Whose&lt;/i&gt; side are you on?!&amp;quot; Kai says angrily. &amp;quot;You know for someone who&amp;#39;s supposed to be my &lt;i&gt;best friend&lt;/i&gt;, you&amp;#39;re doing a pretty &lt;i&gt;shitty &lt;/i&gt;job at it right now!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin feels himself losing his temper as he opens his mouth to counter, however, the memory of Kai on the dance practice room floor hugging his knees and crying comes to his mind, and decides that he doesn&amp;#39;t have the right to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry,&amp;quot; Kai says after a few minutes of silence, his hands shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t be,&amp;quot; Taemin says. &amp;quot;And I&amp;#39;m on &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; side. That&amp;#39;s why I&amp;#39;m asking you to do this. I want you to put this behind you and go back to being the person you used to be. Yes it&amp;#39;ll benefit EXO, but it&amp;#39;ll help you too.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So what should I do?&amp;quot; Kai says, as he leans his head on Taemin&amp;#39;s shoulder. &amp;quot;Lie and say that everything can go back to the way it used to be?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Whether or not you and Suho become close again is &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; decision,&amp;quot; Taemin says. &amp;quot;I just want you to be civil to him. We have to think before we act. We&amp;#39;re not kids anymore.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t know that growing up would be this hard,&amp;quot; Kai says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Neither did I,&amp;quot; Taemin replies softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What happens if I can&amp;#39;t handle it?&amp;quot; Kai asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You pick up the phone and call me,&amp;quot; Taemin tells him. &amp;quot;You can yell, scream, do what you want, I&amp;#39;ll listen.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And I&amp;#39;ll do the same for you,&amp;quot; Kai replies and Taemin grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars start to appear between the clouds as darkness fully settles around them, and Taemin and Kai reluctantly get to their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re not a shitty best friend,&amp;quot; Kai says quietly as they leave the playground. Taemin smiles and hugs him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Neither are you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <category>group: shinee</category>
  <category>group: exo</category>
  <category>rating: pg-13</category>
  <category>pairing: lee taemin/kai</category>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2012 21:38:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Habits</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Habits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eric/Hyesung / PG-13 / 1,104 words / Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Of stomping and sticky notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author&amp;#39;s Note: I&amp;#39;ve always wanted to write a Shinhwa pairing but I never had a plot bunny. Thank you, RicSyung for living in the same apartment complex!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric has a habit of visiting Hyesung&amp;#39;s apartment at least three times a week, and Hyesung isn&amp;#39;t surprised when he returns to his apartment to see Eric lounging on his couch, a beer in one hand and the TV remote in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How did you get in here?&amp;quot; he prompts for what feels like the hundredth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why do you keep leaving your key at the front desk?&amp;quot; Eric responds on cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t you have a TV and a six pack in your &lt;i&gt;own&lt;/i&gt; apartment?&amp;quot; Hyesung asks as he flops down on the couch and lets out a yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s too quiet in there,&amp;quot; Eric says. &amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s an echo every time I take a step; it drives me &lt;i&gt;nuts&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I know what you mean,&amp;quot; Hyesung replies as he rests his head on Eric&amp;#39;s shoulder and yawns once more. Eric grins and slides an arm around Hyesung&amp;#39;s waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Did you have a long concert rehearsal?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mmm,&amp;quot; Hyesung responds as he closes his eyes and leans a little more into Eric&amp;#39;s shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Go get some sleep,&amp;quot; Eric replies. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll lower the volume on the TV.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thanks,&amp;quot; Hyesung says. &amp;quot;And &lt;i&gt;don&amp;#39;t&lt;/i&gt; move.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric raises an eyebrow as Hyesung snuggles into his chest. He expected him to retire in his bedroom for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I make a much better bed anyway&lt;/i&gt;, he thinks as he sits his beer on the coffee table and wraps his arms around Hyesung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyesung has a habit of making noise at all hours of the night, and Eric is convinced that he does it just to piss him off. It&amp;#39;s currently two in the morning and for the past three hours Eric has been trying to drown out the sound of Hyesung&amp;#39;s stomping on the floor above his bedroom. Despite throwing his pillow over his head, stuffing tissue in his ears, and attempting to sleep in the bathtub, Hyesung&amp;#39;s steps continue to ring in his ears, and Eric is certain that he has lost any chance of getting rest before he has to wake up at six in the morning from the sound of Hyesung yet again thundering against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric reaches the point where he&amp;#39;s prepared to go upstairs to make Hyesung knock it off when he recognizes a pattern in the stomps. There&amp;#39;s a two count of steps followed by the slight tapping of Hyesung&amp;#39;s heels against the carpet. Next, there&amp;#39;s a four count of steps, followed by the soft sliding sound from Hyesung&amp;#39;s feet shifting. After hearing the sound of Hyesung&amp;#39;s feet scraping the floor, Eric laughs and pulls out his phone to send him a text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&amp;#39;ve got Perfect Man down, Kyo. Move on to Deep Sorrow so I can get some rest.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He receives a response in less than thirty seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks! Good night! And expect your usual morning wakeup call at 6:00am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So that was the pattern I missed&lt;/i&gt;, Eric thinks as he puts down his cellphone and closes his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric has a habit of leaving sticky notes for Hyesung around his apartment, which irritates Hyesung because it&amp;#39;s 2012 and he thinks that a text message would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re out of coffee,&amp;quot; Hyesung reads on his pantry door that morning. He scowls at the blue sticky note and decides to make tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he grabs his teapot from off the stove, he notices that a bright green sticky note is attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Make sure that you clean it first&lt;/i&gt;, it says, and Hyesung rips the note off of the teapot and balls in it his fist before throwing it in his trash can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Obviously&lt;/i&gt; I was going to clean it,&amp;quot; he mumbles as he aggressively scrubs the inside of the pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighs as he pours the finished tea into a portable cup, noticing that a dark yellow sticky note is dangling from his microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;EAT SOMETHING&lt;/i&gt;, it commands in English, and Hyesung rolls his eyes as he goes back into the pantry and pulls out a Choco-pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Geez&lt;/i&gt;, and people say that &lt;i&gt;I&amp;#39;m&lt;/i&gt; the nag of the group,&amp;quot; he mumbles as he throws his jacket on stuffs the snack into one of its pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grabs his concert rehearsal duffle bag and his tea cup, and heads for the door. Waiting for him is yet &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; sticky note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh &lt;i&gt;Lord&lt;/i&gt;, what is it &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot; he groans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have a good day, Pilkyo. I love you! ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyesung grins and attaches the pink sticky note to the inside of his jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyesung has a habit of stealing food from Eric&amp;#39;s refrigerator, and Eric doesn&amp;#39;t mind, but he wishes that Hyesung would use the Sticky Note Method to inform him. That evening he opens his refrigerator to discover that his sliced beef and all of his vegetables have vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What the &lt;i&gt;hell&lt;/i&gt;?!&amp;quot; he exclaims as he pulls out his cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello,&amp;quot; Hyesung says and Eric replies back with a bitter, &amp;quot;where&amp;#39;s my food you &lt;i&gt;thief&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine, be that way,&amp;quot; Hyesung replies. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m giving your share of the food to Minwoo.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone clicks and Eric grins and races up the stairs to Hyesung&amp;#39;s apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I knew you&amp;#39;d come,&amp;quot; Hyesung says and Eric shuts the door behind him. &amp;quot;I was craving stew, and you had most of the ingredients so that came in handy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric grins as he grabs a spoon from Hyesung&amp;#39;s drawer and sticks it into the stew pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I haven&amp;#39;t even turned off the stove!&amp;quot; Hyesung exclaims rolling his eyes, and Eric smiles as he savors the flavor of the stew in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s &lt;i&gt;delicious&lt;/i&gt;, Kyo,&amp;quot; Eric replies as he turns off the stove, and Hyesung rolls his eyes once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Did you expect anything less?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric catches Hyesung&amp;#39;s sigh of relief as Hyesung opens the refrigerator to get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric has a habit of showing up at Hyesung&amp;#39;s door at three in the morning wearing a robe, and Hyesung thinks he could get used to that. Eric grins, leisurely unties the belt of the robe, and lets it slowly spread apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Can I come in?&amp;quot; he asks, and as Hyesung&amp;#39;s eyes continue to travel down, he wonders why Eric is still standing in the hallway in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah,&amp;quot; Hyesung replies, hoping that he sounds calm despite the fact that thoughts of ripping off the robe and pinning Eric to his bed come to mind. Eric however, sees straight through Hyesung&amp;#39;s fa&amp;ccedil;ade and grins as if his birthday came early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You should have worn baggier sweat pants, Pilkyo,&amp;quot; he says as he moves past Hyesung and walks towards their bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyesung takes a look down at his pants and swears as he closes the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <category>pairing: eric mun/shin hyesung</category>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 14:28:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Stages</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Stages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onew/Key / PG-13 / 4,303 words / AU&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: It&amp;#39;s been ten months since CEO Kim Kibum has been in the dating world. Can he pull himself together, or will his past continue to interfere with his present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Author&amp;#39;s Note: I&amp;#39;ve been working on this since 2010, and after three different drafts I finally managed to create a final product that I was happy with! And I really hope that everyone who reads this story enjoys it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Past&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum looked at his watch for the thirtieth time in the past ten minutes and groaned. He didn&amp;#39;t like to be kept waiting, and it didn&amp;#39;t help that he was outside in the November weather. The wind was blowing at sixty miles per hour, stabbing at his face and ears and he was certain he&amp;#39;d lose all feeling in his arms in the next five minutes. He reached into his trench coat pocket, ripped out his Blackberry, and began to furiously dial a number when he heard the faint tapping sound of tennis shoes hitting the pavement. As the sound grew louder, he looked up and glared at the man who stopped in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh for goodness sake, why are you so late, Donghae?&amp;quot; he asked angrily as the man struggled to catch his breath. &amp;quot;You forgot didn&amp;#39;t you? I told you &lt;i&gt;yesterday&lt;/i&gt; that we were going to meet here! I&amp;#39;ve been freezing my &lt;i&gt;ass&lt;/i&gt; off!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donghae stood up straight and smiled sadly at Kibum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You always snap at me before I can explain myself,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s strange to say this, but it&amp;#39;s one of the things I love about you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum felt his stomach sink in, and suddenly it seemed much colder outside than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s wrong?&amp;quot; he asked quickly. &amp;quot;Did something happen? Is everyone alright?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Everyone&amp;#39;s fine,&amp;quot; Donghae replied, but the sinking feeling in Kibum&amp;#39;s stomach remained. &amp;quot;I just needed to figure out how to tell you this.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donghae took a seat next to Kibum while rubbing his hands, and for the first time Kibum noticed that his boyfriend wasn&amp;#39;t dressed properly for the weather. His jacket had long sleeves and was puffy on the outside, but Kibum could tell that the fabric on the inside was too thin to keep him warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; he said, unraveling his Burberry scarf from around his neck and attempting to throw it over Donghae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You keep it,&amp;quot; Donghae said, leaning away from him. &amp;quot;You were just complaining about being cold.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll live,&amp;quot; Kibum replied waving a hand. He attempted to put the scarf around Donghae once more. &amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;You&amp;#39;re&lt;/i&gt; the one who&amp;#39;s freezing now. Take it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t be silly.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kibum, listen to me for a minute,&amp;quot; Donghae said as he took the scarf and Kibum&amp;#39;s hands in his own. &amp;quot;I think that we should break up.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum&amp;#39;s hands slipped out of Donghae&amp;#39;s as he stared at him in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; I heard you the first time,&amp;quot; Kibum said, quickly cutting him off. He didn&amp;#39;t think he could handle hearing it again. &amp;quot;What I don&amp;#39;t get is &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes narrowed and Donghae sighed, bracing himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s someone else, isn&amp;#39;t there?&amp;quot; Kibum asked, angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s no one else, Kibum,&amp;quot; Donghae replied quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh don&amp;#39;t give me that! We haven&amp;#39;t seen each other in months, there &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; to be someone else!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The &lt;i&gt;problem&lt;/i&gt; is that we haven&amp;#39;t seen each other in months! You don&amp;#39;t even attempt to make time for us!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course I do!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Whenever your schedule allows it,&amp;quot; Donghae pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So you think that I&amp;#39;m too immersed in what I do, is that it?&amp;quot; Kibum asked, defensively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kibum, when&amp;#39;s the last time that you took a vacation?&amp;quot; Donghae asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum opened his mouth to reply but shut it quickly. He honestly couldn&amp;#39;t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We could go tomorrow,&amp;quot; he said, pulling his planner out of his bag. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll just clear my schedule. We can go wherever you want for an entire week and I&amp;#39;ll pay for all of the expenses.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We can&amp;#39;t go, you&amp;#39;ve got a photo shoot,&amp;quot; Donghae replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum frowned as he reached the current week in his planner. The words &amp;quot;photo shoot&amp;quot; stared back at him in the square for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Alright then, we can go next week,&amp;quot; he said, unfazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re picking your models for the showcase next week.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;hellip;right,&amp;quot; Kibum said as he turned the page to see the appointment. He began to rapidly flip through his planner, the sinking feeling getting worse. &amp;quot;Then what about &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; you&amp;#39;re booked all year,&amp;quot; Donghae cut in gently. &amp;quot;My birthday, &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; birthday, Christmas, and Thanksgiving&amp;hellip;you even work on the days that you close your building. Clearly I can&amp;#39;t compete with your job.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s not true,&amp;quot; Kibum countered weakly. Donghae smiled sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It is,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;You know it is. And &amp;ndash; don&amp;#39;t do that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donghae wiped the tears falling down Kibum&amp;#39;s face with his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not doing this because I&amp;#39;m angry with you,&amp;quot; he said hugging him, and Kibum doesn&amp;#39;t bother fighting him off. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m doing this so that you can be free do what you love. Your work is your life and I don&amp;#39;t want to get in the way of it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What happens when I want something more than work?&amp;quot; Kibum asks quietly. &amp;quot;Can I find you then?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;When that happens, Kibum, you won&amp;#39;t want me,&amp;quot; Donghae says sadly, giving him one last kiss on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Present&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kibum!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum blinks and looks up from his design portfolio. He&amp;#39;s back in his office again. In front of him is his best friend, giving him a look of concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Where were you?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I was nowhere, Jonghyun,&amp;quot; Kibum says. &amp;quot;I was just thinking.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You were just thinking or just tuning me out?&amp;quot; Jonghyun asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A little bit of both,&amp;quot; Kibum replies with a smile. &amp;quot;Were you saying something important?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I was asking you if you wanted to go out to lunch with a friend of mine,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve been talking about you a lot and he&amp;#39;s interested.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No thank you,&amp;quot; Kibum replies, resuming looking at his portfolio. &amp;quot;I have a million things to do for the fashion show next week, you know that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I know that you&amp;#39;re using that as an &lt;i&gt;excuse&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies. &amp;quot;You &lt;i&gt;own&lt;/i&gt; this place you can go wherever you want.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That doesn&amp;#39;t mean that I will.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Just admit it. It&amp;#39;s been ten months, but you&amp;#39;re &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; not over him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum&amp;#39;s stomach lurches as the park comes to mind again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; has nothing to do with this,&amp;quot; he says through gritted teeth. He starts to flip through the pages of his portfolio a little more aggressively. &amp;quot;This is about the show, and going on a date anytime between now and the show would interfere with preparations.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum stops on a page and quickly scribbles a few words in the margin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Now if you&amp;#39;ll excuse me,&amp;quot; he says as he closes the book and stands. &amp;quot;I have to do a last minute audition for my show because one of the models broke her ankle.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine, run away,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies as Kibum walks off. Kibum freezes and rolls his eyes. He turns to face Jonghyun with a scowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;As I&amp;#39;ve &lt;i&gt;told&lt;/i&gt; you &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; I heard what you said,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says cutting him off. &amp;quot;I also know what you &lt;i&gt;mean&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll humor you and clear out a space in my schedule, alright?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; you&amp;#39;d give in!&amp;quot; he says happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Only because you bugged me to the point of exhaustion,&amp;quot; Kibum replies. &amp;quot;Tell your friend not to expect much.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re as stubborn as always,&amp;quot; Jonghyun tells him as he follows him out of the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Kibum finds himself in a restaurant booth across from a male with light brown hair and dark brown eyes covered by glasses. Kibum takes in his clothes, a light blue sweater vest over a white oxford shirt and khaki pants. He&amp;#39;s preppy, clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m Jinki,&amp;quot; he says grinning brightly. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s nice to meet you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&amp;#39;s polite too, but Kibum knows that&amp;#39;s all for show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Charmed,&amp;quot; he says dryly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t like him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun sighs as he takes a sip of his tea and flips through the magazine template in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I expected that,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;Take this photo out. Now what don&amp;#39;t you like about him?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s goofy,&amp;quot; Kibum says as he glances at the photo Jonghyun chose. He removes it from the book. &amp;quot;We&amp;#39;re not going to click.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And you managed to determine that during the span of an hour lunch?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, yes I did.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Never mind the fact that he&amp;#39;s highly intelligent, funny &amp;ndash; okay kind of funny,&amp;quot; he adds when Kibum raises an eyebrow, &amp;quot;a pretty good cook, kind, well dressed &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; he sounds like the titular character in a romance novel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re making excuses again,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What do you want from me?&amp;quot; Kibum snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Call him&lt;/i&gt; and ask him if he wants to have lunch again, just the two of you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why are you pushing this?&amp;quot; Kibum asks, angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because I&amp;#39;m tired of you moping around this office,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies, irritated. &amp;quot;And,&amp;quot; he adds, changing his tone to a gentler one, &amp;quot;Because I want you to have something else for yourself. You&amp;#39;re popular and successful, but what good is that when you&amp;#39;re alone?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll call him. Are you happy now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;ll thank me for this,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says with a smile as Kibum dials the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you enjoying your food?&amp;quot; Kibum asks, watching as Jinki takes slow bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m just savoring the flavor,&amp;quot; Jinki replies and Kibum raises an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you now,&amp;quot; Kibum replies in a tone of disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah,&amp;quot; Jinki says with a smile. &amp;quot;The seasoning on the seafood is great. It&amp;#39;s spicy, there&amp;#39;s gotta be hot pepper paste in here. I can also taste paprika, a pinch of garlic and a little bit of Cajun seasoning for the kick.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You cook, don&amp;#39;t you?&amp;quot; Kibum asks, surprised and Jinki nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I know a thing or two,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I work at a seafood restaurant. I&amp;#39;m a Sous-chef right now but the Chef de Cuisine is retiring next year and I&amp;#39;m next in line for the job.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sounds like you know a little more than a thing or two,&amp;quot; Kibum replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I still have so much to learn,&amp;quot; Jinki says. &amp;quot;You should see Chef de Cuisine Kim Ryeowook in the kitchen. He &lt;i&gt;commands&lt;/i&gt; the place, and I swear he&amp;#39;s memorized every recipe there is. I don&amp;#39;t think I could ever be as talented.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What made you decide to become a chef?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;In my first year of college, I was up all night for an anatomy exam, and eventually I got side tracked and started watching the cooking channel. It was amazing to see so many dishes being put together. I started experimenting in my dorm and I realized how much fun I was having. I left Sungkyunkwan University and joined a culinary school.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You gave up your original major just like that?&amp;quot; Kibum asks in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Not completely,&amp;quot; Jinki says with a smile. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m back in school as a pre-med major. I&amp;#39;ve got to have something to fall back on, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So you&amp;#39;re a chef, you&amp;#39;re going to be a doctor, what else do you do?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You know, I think &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; deserve a turn to answer some questions. What made you decide to become a fashion designer?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve loved to draw since high school,&amp;quot; Kibum says. &amp;quot;Eventually Jonghyun noticed the detail that I was putting into the clothes. He convinced me to take a design course and I loved it! From then on I was creating my own designs and sewing them together myself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And how did you get to become the Founder and CEO of Key Fashions Incorporated?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A lot of hard work and help,&amp;quot; Kibum replies. &amp;quot;After I graduated from college, Jonghyun and I put the down payment on KFI&amp;#39;s first building. It was a small place, but Jonghyun&amp;#39;s advertising skills got us the attention we needed. It took a few years, but we got enough money to move into our current building. It&amp;#39;s &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt; having so many people modeling, sewing, writing articles, and contributing their design ideas for me. It used to be just me, Jonghyun, his boyfriend Taemin, and our best model Minho. Donghae helped to advertise when we moved into the new building but eventually he &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He breaks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Who&amp;#39;s Donghae?&amp;quot; Jinki asks cautiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No one important,&amp;quot; Kibum replies quietly, going back to eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki takes a sip of water and clears his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So, what kind of music do you listen to?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Most of the time I listen to Michael Jackson and Lady Gaga,&amp;quot; Kibum replies, grateful for the change of subject. &amp;quot;What about you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So you like western artists too!&amp;quot; Jinki exclaims with a grin. &amp;quot;Stevie Wonder has to be my favorite. He&amp;#39;s extremely gifted.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I know his classics of course, but I want to hear more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I have his anthology in the car if you&amp;#39;d like to borrow it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;d really lend it to me?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course, I love to share the Stevie love,&amp;quot; Jinki says with a smile. &amp;quot;And you can tell me what you think over lunch next week, my treat&amp;hellip;if that&amp;#39;s good with you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s&amp;hellip;that&amp;#39;s fine,&amp;quot; Kibum replies, hoping that his smile looks convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki grins and goes back to chewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Stevie Wonder?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum looks up from his portfolio to see Jonghyun entering his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jinki lent me his anthology,&amp;quot; Kibum says. &amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s pretty awesome.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m guessing that your date went well,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I had a nice time, surprisingly,&amp;quot; Kibum says. &amp;quot;He wants to have lunch again next week.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And you&amp;#39;re going?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Would I be telling you about it if I wasn&amp;#39;t?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s awesome!&amp;quot; Jonghyun exclaims and Kibum rolls his eyes. &amp;quot;Oh come on, I know that you&amp;#39;re starting to like him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s interesting,&amp;quot; Kibum says flatly. &amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t say that I liked him, &lt;i&gt;nor&lt;/i&gt; did I say that I was &lt;i&gt;starting&lt;/i&gt; to like him.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine by me,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says, concealing another smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Just so you know, if this second date doesn&amp;#39;t go well, I&amp;#39;m calling it off.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Calling &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; off?&amp;quot; Jonghyun asks amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Whatever the hell you&amp;#39;re trying to do here,&amp;quot; Kibum says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You say that now,&amp;quot; Jonghyun begins, &amp;quot;but I guarantee you that you won&amp;#39;t go through with it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And how do you know that?&amp;quot; Kibum asks, not really caring about the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Because you&amp;#39;re not as tough as you think you are,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies, as he exits Kibum&amp;#39;s office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum scowls and cuts off the anthology, only to put it back on ten minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m shocked,&amp;quot; Kibum says looking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant isn&amp;#39;t much to look at. The mustard yellow wallpaper of the establishment is peeling in places and the floor looks like it could use a good sweep. Kibum isn&amp;#39;t sure if he wants to stay much longer, but Jinki has already taken a seat in one of the booths while looking around fondly at the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You were expecting something more upscale and less western, weren&amp;#39;t you?&amp;quot; Jinki asks, as Kibum reluctantly sat across from him. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t let its look fool you, because this place has some of the best food in Seoul.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We&amp;#39;ll see about that,&amp;quot; Kibum says flipping through the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I recommended anything with chicken in it,&amp;quot; Jinki tells him. &amp;quot;Their chicken is bursting with flavor. It just melts in your mouth.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Alright, I&amp;#39;m sold,&amp;quot; Kibum says, a small smile forming around his mouth. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll give it a try.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food comes out shortly, and Kibum isn&amp;#39;t sure if it&amp;#39;s because the people in the kitchen have perfected quick service, or because there are only six other people in the restaurant. He frowns before picking up his fork and twisting a large portion of pasta around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki watches anxiously as Kibum takes the first bite and chews slowly. His eyes widen slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;This is &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Kibum says, quickly taking another bite and Jinki grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; you&amp;#39;d like it,&amp;quot; Jinki says with a smile. He passes Kibum a chicken leg from his plate. &amp;quot;Here, try a drumstick.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh what the hell&lt;/i&gt;, Kibum thinks as he takes a bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s delicious,&amp;quot; he says, and Jinki laughs at the surprise in his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m glad that you like it,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;Do you want to split my plate?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No that&amp;#39;s okay, you eat it,&amp;quot; Kibum says quickly. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s yours.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Swap me for half of your chicken alfredo and we&amp;#39;ll call it even.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Done,&amp;quot; Kibum replies and Jinki laughs as they divide the meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;If you&amp;#39;ve still got room after this, how about we share a banana split?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum&amp;#39;s fork clatters to the plate and Jinki notices that his face is starting to lose color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;On second thought, I&amp;#39;m more of a Cr&amp;egrave;me Brulee kind of guy,&amp;quot; he says quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You can eat it,&amp;quot; Kibum says, poking his fork at his pasta. &amp;quot;I suddenly lost my appetite.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And afterwards, an extremely awkward silence followed,&amp;quot; Kibum finishes and Jonghyun laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s not funny,&amp;quot; Kibum snaps. &amp;quot;Everything reminds me of &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;, even a banana split. It&amp;#39;s grating my nerves, Jonghyun.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s understandable,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says gently. &amp;quot;And it&amp;#39;ll pass.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, it won&amp;#39;t,&amp;quot; Kibum says angrily. &amp;quot;And even if it does, who&amp;#39;s to say the same thing won&amp;#39;t happen with Jinki if I keep seeing him? I&amp;#39;m calling this off. This was a bad idea.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kibum &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I am calling it &lt;i&gt;off&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Kibum repeats firmly, accentuating each syllable. &amp;quot;It was a stupid idea and I never should have let you talk me into it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sits on the couch, head in his hands and Jonghyun sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kibum,&amp;quot; he says sitting next to him. &amp;quot;If you&amp;#39;re that shaken up, and you&amp;#39;re truly not ready for this then call it off and I&amp;#39;ll leave you alone. But I don&amp;#39;t think that&amp;#39;s the case here. I think you&amp;#39;re scared. I think that you&amp;#39;re starting to have a good time and it&amp;#39;s getting to you because of your history with Donghae. And I don&amp;#39;t want to see you give up on the chance for something great because you&amp;#39;re afraid.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;When did you become a psychologist?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;When you needed one,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies, hugging him. &amp;quot;Now I&amp;#39;ve got to go, Taemin&amp;#39;s waiting for me. Just think about what I said, alright?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Fine,&amp;quot; Kibum says. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll see you later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum sighs as Jonghyun exits the suite. As much as he hated to admit it, Jonghyun was right. He wasn&amp;#39;t sure that he could handle another relationship, but for some reason, Jinki made him want to try. He takes a deep breath, reaches for the phone on his glass table, and dials Jinki&amp;#39;s number, struggling to keep his hand from shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hi, it&amp;#39;s Kibum.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey!&amp;quot; Jinki exclaims. &amp;quot;Are you feeling better?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah I&amp;#39;m fine,&amp;quot; Kibum says as he sits back on couch in an attempt to relax. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m really sorry about that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t be. Everyone feels a bit on edge now and then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I suppose that&amp;#39;s true,&amp;quot; Kibum says. He takes another deep breath. &amp;quot;Look&amp;hellip;I&amp;#39;m holding a fashion show at the Kintex Ballroom tomorrow night at 7:30pm, and I&amp;#39;d really like it if you could make it. But it&amp;#39;s not big deal if you can&amp;#39;t.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll be there,&amp;quot; Jinki replies. &amp;quot;I promise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Great,&amp;quot; Kibum says relieved. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll see you tomorrow night.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You can count on it!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum hangs up and sits his cell phone on the coffee table with a soft smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;An entire fucking walking closet and I have not one suit to wear!&amp;quot; Kibum seethes and Taemin ducks as Kibum throws several white, grey, and black suits out of his closet. &amp;quot;Why didn&amp;#39;t I buy something new?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I think the Geoffrey Beene Black Stripe is nice,&amp;quot; Taemin says, holding up the suit that landed on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ve worn that several times,&amp;quot; Kibum replies, still violently sifting through his closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;The Purplow Narrow Lapel Business Suit?&amp;quot; Taemin suggests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Remind me to throw that out,&amp;quot; Kibum says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Okay what about &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;No&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jjong,&amp;quot; Taemin says helplessly and Jonghyun laughs from his position on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Someone&amp;#39;s&lt;/i&gt; a bit stressed tonight,&amp;quot; he says amused. &amp;quot;I can&amp;#39;t understand why though. It&amp;#39;s just a regular old fashion show, we do one every year. Unless, there&amp;#39;s going to be someone special there tonight.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Shut up,&amp;quot; Kibum and Taemin reply in unison, and Kibum throws his Joseph &amp;amp; Feiss Gold Label Navy Plaid suit in Jonghyun&amp;#39;s direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Back of your closet on the far right,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum smiles as he pulls the Hugo Boss Classic Fit Pasini out of his closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;i&gt;Perfect&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies. &amp;quot;Now go put it on, we should have &lt;i&gt;been&lt;/i&gt; there by now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m the CEO,&amp;quot; Kibum says going into the bathroom. &amp;quot;The show doesn&amp;#39;t start without me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Can you stop that?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum removes his glare from the empty seat next to him and turns it on Jonghyun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s not here,&amp;quot; he says frustrated. &amp;quot;The curtain parts in &lt;i&gt;ten minutes&lt;/i&gt; and he&amp;#39;s not here. He &lt;i&gt;promised&lt;/i&gt; that he&amp;#39;d be here and he&amp;#39;s &lt;i&gt;not here&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sure that he has a good reason,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says, soothingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Sure he does. Face it, he couldn&amp;#39;t deal with me anymore and he opted out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sure he&amp;#39;ll be here,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says. &amp;quot;Just be patient.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However eight more minutes go by, and Jinki is nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don&amp;#39;t get upset&lt;/i&gt;, Kibum says to himself, his eyes closed. &lt;i&gt;You expected this. Do. Not. Get. Upset. You don&amp;#39;t have time for that. You have a show to start.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, he can&amp;#39;t ignore the sinking feeling in his chest as he takes a deep breath and stands. As he lifts his microphone, there&amp;#39;s a loud yell of, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m so sorry that I&amp;#39;m late!&amp;quot;, and he turns to see Jinki rushing down the aisle of the row closest to the catwalk, a large bouquet of yellow roses in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t know that the line at the store would be so long,&amp;quot; he says, out of breath as he extends the bouquet towards Kibum. &amp;quot;I should have gotten there earlier. You haven&amp;#39;t started the show yet, have you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum stares at Jinki, his mouth open in surprise as he takes the bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; he replies slowly. &amp;quot;I was just about to start it now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Great,&amp;quot; Jinki says relieved as he sits in the chair next to Kibum&amp;#39;s. &amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t want to miss anything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum feels just as relived as he opens the show, and Jonghyun and Taemin smile as they hear an excitement in his voice that hasn&amp;#39;t been there in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum can&amp;#39;t remember the last time he&amp;#39;s enjoyed being out in the air. The street lights give off a faint white glow as he and Jinki walk down the street, and a warm breeze passes through every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You didn&amp;#39;t have to walk with me, you know,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I always walk home alone after a fashion show.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I wanted to walk with you,&amp;quot; Jinki replies sincerely and Kibum smiles at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sound heard for the next few minutes is the sound of their shoes tapping the pavement. Out of the corner of his eye, Kibum notices Jinki ringing his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Something wrong?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Nothing&amp;hellip;can I ask you something?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You can ask me something &lt;i&gt;else&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;quot; Kibum says. As Jinki lets out a nervous laugh in response, Kibum raises an eyebrow. &amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s clich&amp;eacute;, but how is someone as good looking and gifted as you single? I expected to have to fight off the competition&amp;hellip;did I say something wrong?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kibum is stiff, his face slightly pale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t have to answer that,&amp;quot; Jinki replies but Kibum shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s alright,&amp;quot; he says taking a deep breath. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m alright&amp;hellip;my boyfriend of five years ended things between us ten months ago. I was so caught up in my work that we barely saw each other and it wasn&amp;#39;t fair to him. I haven&amp;#39;t gone out with anyone since then.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jonghyun told me that you were currently a bit reserved,&amp;quot; Jinki says. &amp;quot;I can see why.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I convinced myself that I didn&amp;#39;t want to start over,&amp;quot; Kibum continues, wanting to lay everything out on the table. &amp;quot;And then &amp;ndash; and don&amp;#39;t laugh because I&amp;#39;m about to sound as clich&amp;eacute; as you did.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;At least I won&amp;#39;t feel embarrassed anymore,&amp;quot; Jinki replies encouragingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I met you, and I didn&amp;#39;t want to get involved with you because I thought you&amp;#39;d leave too when my career became too much for you to handle. But now &amp;ndash; against my better judgment I might add &amp;ndash; I trust you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And that worries you,&amp;quot; Jinki says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes,&amp;quot; Kibum admits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t want to like me &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;ndash; but I don&amp;#39;t want you to go,&amp;quot; Kibum finishes, wrapping his arms around his chest. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a bit chilly out here, don&amp;#39;t you think?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, it&amp;#39;s not,&amp;quot; Jinki says with a smile as he gently unfolds Kibum&amp;#39;s arms. &amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t have to be afraid of me, Kibum. I won&amp;#39;t pressure you. We can be friends &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; you&amp;#39;d like or more &lt;i&gt;when&lt;/i&gt; you&amp;#39;d like. If you want me to stay, I&amp;#39;m not going anywhere.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you,&amp;quot; Kibum says quietly and Jinki grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t need to thank me for that.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Months Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jinki seems to command Kibum&amp;#39;s attention from the moment that he steps off of elevator to the time that he reaches the clear glass doors to his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Knock knock,&amp;quot; he says grinning and Kibum can&amp;#39;t help but smile and beckon him in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I made you some food,&amp;quot; Jinki says as he sits a brown bag on Kibum&amp;#39;s desk. &amp;quot;I know you don&amp;#39;t have much time to go out for lunch right now since your magazine shoot is just around the corner.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you,&amp;quot; Kibum says as he takes the meal out of the bag. &amp;quot;Fish tacos made with&amp;hellip;red snapper.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re a fast learner,&amp;quot; Jinki says impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I have a great teacher,&amp;quot; Kibum replies with a grin. &amp;quot;These look delicious, but there&amp;#39;s no way that I&amp;#39;m going to be able to eat six tacos by myself. You&amp;#39;ll just have to stay here and split it with me. But I&amp;#39;m sure that was the plan all along.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Guilty,&amp;quot; Jinki says grinning. &amp;quot;But are you sure that you have the time?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course I do,&amp;quot; Kibum replies beaming. &amp;quot;I own the place.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>group: shinee</category>
  <category>genre: au</category>
  <category>rating: pg-13</category>
  <category>pairing: onew/key</category>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2012 19:45:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pairing Generator Master List!</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;SM Town Pairing Generators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago someone created SM Town Pairing Generators for DBSK, Suju, SNSD, SHINee, f(x), and all of the crossovers and I used the hell out of them, but one day they disappeared. So my friend rainbow_sauce designed these generators with me (she did the coding I did the colors/banners on everything but the SM Town one). We expanded on the choices and I wanted to share them with you all! I hope you use them extremely often and share your fics with the world! Click the links and let me know if anything looks weird. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SM Town Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SM Town Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt; (H.O.T - Red Velvet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SM%20Town%20Old%20School%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SM Town Old School Generator&lt;/a&gt; (H.O.T - Shinvi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SM%20Town%20New%20School%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SM Town New School Generator&lt;/a&gt; (DBSK - Red Velvet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SM Town Gentlemen Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SM Town Gentleman Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt; (H.O.T - EXO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SM Town Ladies Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SM Town Ladies Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt; (S.E.S - Red Velvet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/H.O.T%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;H.O.T Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Shinhwa Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Shinhwa Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/DBSK Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DBSK Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt; (Five Member Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/CSJH The Grace Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;CSJH The Grace Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Super Junior Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Super Junior Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SNSD Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SNSD Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SHINee Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SHINee Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/f(x) Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;f(x) Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/EXO Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;EXO Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt; (Includes Kris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/EXO-K%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;EXO-K Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/EXO-M%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;EXO-M Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt; (Includes Kris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Red%20Velvet%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Red Velvet Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/H.O.T%20x%20Shinhwa%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;H.O.T x Shinhwa Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Shinhwa%20x%20Super%20Junior%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Shinhwa x Super Junior Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Shinhwa%20x%20SNSD%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Shinhwa x SNSD Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Shinhwa%20x%20SHINee%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Shinhwa x+ SHINee Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/DBSK x CSJH The Grace Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DBSK x CSJH Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/DBSK x Super Junior Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DBSK x Super Junior Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/DBSK x SNSD Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DBSK x SNSD Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Super Junior x SNSD Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Super Junior x SNSD Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Super Junior x SHINee Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Super Junior x SHINee Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Super Junior x f(x) Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Super Junior x f(x) Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Super%20Junior%20x%20EXO%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Super Junior x EXO Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SNSD x SHINee Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SNSD x SHINee Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SNSD x f(x) Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SNSD x f(x) Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SNSD%20x%20EXO%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SNSD x EXO Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SHINee x f(x) Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SHINee x f(x) Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SHINee x EXO Pairing Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SHINee x EXO Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SHINee%20x%20Red%20Velvet%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SHINee x Red Velvet Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/f%28x%29%20x%20EXO%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;f(x) x EXO Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/f(x)%20x%20Red%20Velvet%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;f(x) x Red Velvet Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/EXO%20x%20Red%20Velvet%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;EXO x Red Velvet Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other K-Pop Fandom Pairing Generators&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/SHINee%20x%202PM%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;SHINee x 2PM Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/FT%20Island%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;F.T Island Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/FT%20Island%20x%20AOA%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;F.T Island x AOA Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/GOT7%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;GOT7 Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;JE Pairing Generators&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Hey%20Say%20JUMP%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Hey! Say! JUMP Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Hey%20Say%20BEST%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Hey! Say! BEST Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Hey%20Say%207%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Hey! Say! 7 Pairing Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Fandom Pairing Generators&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Young%20Justice%20Pairing%20Generator%20Season%20One.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Young Justice Pairing Generator Season One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/Young%20Justice%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Young Justice Pairing Generator: All Past/Present Members of The Team + The Runaways&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 23:01:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Smile</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; &quot;&gt;Smile by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;&quot; lj:user=&quot;knowmonsta&quot; style=&quot;white-space:nowrap&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/profile&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; &quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;[info]&quot; width=&quot;17&quot; height=&quot;17&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&quot; src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;knowmonsta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; &quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin / PG / 611 words / Fluff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; Jonghyun is giving, always giving, and Taemin feels that the only thing he can do is take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; &quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&apos;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; It took me forever to be happy with this. XD I hope you guys enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun is always concerned for Taemin&apos;s well being. He has medicine prepared for every type of illness possible, a hot pad ready for whenever Taemin feels sore, and a meal recipe for whenever he&apos;s hungry and isn&apos;t eating right. Taemin only protests at Jonghyun&apos;s treatment when the pots and pans come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hyung you don&apos;t need to cook for me,&amp;quot; he says as Jonghyun starts looking through the dorm&apos;s refrigerator for ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&apos;re only saying that because you think I can&apos;t cook.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hyung I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; that you can&apos;t cook,&amp;quot; Taemin says rolling his eyes and Jonghyun laughs. &amp;quot;But really, don&apos;t bother. I don&apos;t want to be a burden.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&apos;re not,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says. &amp;quot;Now stop trying to talk me out of helping you and go sit in the living room until I&apos;m done.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin knows that it&apos;s futile to protest any further. Instead he gives Jonghyun a smile and thanks him for taking care of him so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Jonghyun could afford it, Taemin is sure that the older man would give him the world. For their first month anniversary he received a new jacket, for their first year together he was given chain, and almost every five days Jonghyun buys him a small gift. Taemin&apos;s uncomfortable with the amount of showering, and he knows that arguing with him is pointless. But that doesn&apos;t stop him from trying every time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&apos;t &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; it,&amp;quot; he says frowning as he takes the game out of Jonghyun&apos;s hands and puts it back on the shelf for the fifth time than day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But you &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; it,&amp;quot; Jonghyun points out, taking it off of the shelf for the sixth time. &amp;quot;I&apos;m getting it for you and that&apos;s final.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You&apos;re so stubborn,&amp;quot; Taemin says frowning as he follows Jonghyun to the register. &amp;quot;Honestly I don&apos;t need you to spend money on me. It&apos;s such a waste.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&apos;s not a waste,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says as he pays for the game. &amp;quot;You&apos;re going to play it aren&apos;t you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin lets out an exaggerated sigh as Jonghyun hands him the bag with the purchase inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course,&amp;quot; he says. He then smiles gratefully at Jonghyun. &amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun is Taemin&apos;s emotional support. Taemin can share his problems with him and he always tries his hardest to help even if there isn&apos;t a solution. Jonghyun the one that Taemin can vent to, the one that Taemin trusts the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It&apos;s frustrating,&amp;quot; Taemin says as he finishes telling Jonghyun about the extra hours he spends practicing his singing. &amp;quot;I want to sound perfect but the problem is I don&apos;t know how to get to that point. I&apos;m never satisfied with how I sound. I&apos;m probably being too hard on myself.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&apos;t think you are,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says. &amp;quot;I think you should keep working on it. You have the potential to improve. And I&apos;ll help you if you want.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin smiles sheepishly and thanks Jonghyun for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin is extremely concerned about their relationship. Jonghyun is giving, always giving, and Taemin feels that the only thing he can do is take. He tries to give back but it never seems to be enough. He&apos;s worried that he&apos;s being a nuisance, that he&apos;s taking advantage of Jonghyun, and that he could be doing more. He&apos;s afraid that he&apos;s not showing Jonghyun just how grateful he is for everything that he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he says this to Jonghyun, the older male only laughs and shakes his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&apos;t worry about it,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I don&apos;t mind.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;But &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; do,&amp;quot; Taemin insists. &amp;quot;I&apos;ll make it up to you, hyung, I promise.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun shakes his head once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Seeing you smile is payment enough,&amp;quot; he says simply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Rain - In My Bed</media:title>
  <lj:music>Rain - In My Bed</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2010 04:17:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] Song and Dance</title>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;Song and Dance&lt;/u&gt; by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;knowmonsta&quot; lj:user=&quot;knowmonsta&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;knowmonsta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jung Pilkyo/OC / PG / 679 words / Romance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Hyesung comes back from his tour to see his girlfriend in an interesting situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: So recently I&apos;ve become obsessed with Shinhwa. XD&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of being on tour, taking countless pictures with fans, and visiting the landmarks and restaurants in different towns and cities, Jung Pilkyo finds himself back at his favorite place, home. He&apos;s missed the smell of the kitchen, the comfort of the living room, and most of all her, everything about her. That smile, that overwhelming immaturity. He&apos;s extremely glad to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quietly turns the key in the lock of the front door and slips inside. He lets out a laugh which he quickly stifles. He sits his suitcases by the door and moves silently into the living room, where he sits in the chair and watches her. She&apos;s in the kitchen earphones in her ears and a swifter mop in her hands. She&apos;s smiling and dancing and he recognizes right away that she&apos;s doing The Center&apos;s choreography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughs and hums as she continues wiping the floor and Pilkyo can&apos;t help but laugh quietly along with her. She&apos;s listening to him without being aware of his actual presence in the room. But Pilkyo&apos;s known for years that she tends to tune everything and everyone out when she has earphones on. It&apos;s always amusing to catch her off guard and chuckle as she reacts to her shock. He plans to surprise her today too, but not yet. He&apos;s far too amused to stop her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song in her ears changes and Pilkyo laughs quietly once more as she starts to hop around to Eusha Eusha. He notes that the only words that she sings are his (she never mastered the speed of the other lyrics) and his grins widens as she continues moving to the rhythm, putting the mop cloth in the trash and taking a bottle of cleaner and a rag out of the closet. She sings and laughs as she does the choreography and Pilkyo wants to get up and dance with her. He&apos;s missed the fun of twirling her around to whatever songs they would play. He&apos;s missed how they&apos;d flop on the ground once they were finished and just talk about anything and everything while his head leaned on her shoulder. He smiles sadly as he continues to watch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song changes again and Pilkyo recognizes it at once as his song Despaired Rain. His pulse rises at the raised pitch in her voice and he realizes that she&apos;s singing in perfect harmony with his voice on the track as. He feels guilty as he listens, wondering how often she&apos;s listened to his voice while he&apos;s been away, wondering how much she depending on to cope without him for the past three months. She&apos;s missed him as much as he&apos;s missed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiles, gets out the chair, creeps into the kitchen, and taps her shoulder. He laughs and ducks as she screams, spinning around and firing a stream of cleaning fluid into the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;For goodness sake woman you could&apos;ve put my eye out!&amp;quot; he exclaims as she rips the earphone out of her ears, drops the cleaning materials, and screams once more. He shakes his head, laughing as she throws her arms around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;When did you get here?&amp;quot; she asks, chest heaving against his body and Pilkyo laughs as she catches her breath from being startled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Right around &apos;you&apos;re my love miss terry&apos;,&amp;quot; he replies with a grin. &amp;quot;You know you need bit more enthusiasm in the chorus dance. It was dead.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then why don&apos;t you show me your idea of enthusiastic dancing,&amp;quot; she says releasing him. &amp;quot;I could use a good laugh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;We&apos;ll see who laughs after I school you,&amp;quot; Pilkyo replies grinning as she plugs the iPod into the speaker system in their living room. He laughs as Brand New comes blasting from the speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Bring it,&amp;quot; she says as she moves in a circle around him, gently brushing against the fabric of his clothes and he grins as the feeling of how it was before he left settles over them again. He starts to sway to the rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&apos;t worry,&amp;quot; he says. &amp;quot;I will.&amp;quot;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 23:46:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>K-Pop Fanfiction Masterlist</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;EXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Balance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sehun/OC / G / 506 words / Fluff / 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Sehun loves the moments when they&amp;#39;re even, and even the moments when they&amp;#39;re not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/51354.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Sehun towers over her by almost thirty centimeters, however she has a gift for making him feel small.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Operation Better Boyfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suho/Kai / PG / 1,681 words / Fluff/Humor / prompt: isn&amp;#39;t it romantic? / 2013&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jongin tries to be romantic and fails dismally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/51579.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Crap, he thinks as he loses his balance and crashes into the door in front of him. He slides to the floor with a groan. That&amp;#39;s gonna leave a mark.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dynamics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chanyeol/D.O; Suho/Kai; Baekhyun/Sehun; Xiumin/Luhan; Kris/Tao; Yixing/Chen / PG-13 / Under 200 Words / 2013&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: A collection of drabbles about the sex lives of various EXO Pairings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/52335.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;1. No / Chanyeol/Kyungsoo / PG-13 / 119 words / Humor&lt;br /&gt;2. Starve / Suho/Kai / PG-13 / 172 words / Humor&lt;br /&gt;3. Hormones / Baekhyun/Sehun / PG-13 / 145 words / Humor&lt;br /&gt;4. Change of Pace / Xiumin/Luhan / PG-13 / 109 words / Romance&lt;br /&gt;5. Cards / Kris/Tao / PG-13 / 108 words / Romance&lt;br /&gt;6. Temptation / Yixing/Chen / PG-13 / 98 words / Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seasons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suho/Kai / PG-13 / 3,028 words / Romance / 2014&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: The cycle of Joonmyun and Jongin&amp;#39;s relationship. Companion to &amp;quot;Swings&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/52566.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The first day of spring arrives with the sun shining through the curtains and the sound of birds chirping their morning song, and Jongin wants to rip the month of April off of his calendar.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jitters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suho/Kai / G / 333 words / Fluff / Prompt: Found &lt;a href=&quot;http://exopromptmeme.livejournal.com/2668.html?thread=710252#t710252&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. / 2014&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Joonmyun just wants everything to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/53044.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Pacing is a habit that Joonmyun has developed over the years, and Jongin watches in amusement as the older male attempts to burn a hole in their living room carpet while staring at a very long to do list.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four Senses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baekhyun/Sehun / NC-17 / 1,205 words / pwp / prompt: blind / 2015&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: blindfolding&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Baekhyun wants to try something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/54110.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Baekhyun&apos;s smile is the last thing that Sehun sees before a silk cloth is rested against the bridge of his nose, and he put his hands in his lap as Baekhyun swiftly ties a knot to keep the cloth in place. Seconds later there&apos;s a shift on the bed, and Sehun frantically rotates his head in four different directions before Baekhyun chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Relax, I&apos;m right in front of you,&quot; Baekhyun tells him. &quot;Now, how many fingers am I holding up?&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;F.T Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hot and Cold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Song Seunghyun/Choi Minhwan / PG-13 / 511 words / PG-13 / Humor / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In an attempt to cure his boredom, Seunghyun hides Minhwan&amp;#39;s drumsticks and makes him play a game in order to find them. Minhwan&amp;#39;s not too excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/42403.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;That did it. Seunghyun played the &amp;#39;maturity card&amp;#39;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid2-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;GOT7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Honey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JB/Jr. / G / 304 words / Fluff / Prompt: &lt;a href=&quot;http://smtownprompts.webs.com/GOT7%20Pairing%20Generator.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;honey&lt;/a&gt; / 2014&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which Jinyoung coughs and Jaebum overreacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/53593.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Jinyoung coughs. It&amp;#39;s light, almost inaudible, but loud enough to make Jaebum to raise an eyebrow.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;JB/Jr. / NC-17 / 700 words / PWP / Prompt: thirst / 2015&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jinyoung is up for a quickie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/53829.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Jinyoung has always been the more spontaneous of the two, so Jaebum isn&apos;t surprised when he&apos;s suddenly pushed against a wall and Jinyoung&apos;s mouth is on his neck, hands sliding underneath his shirt and tracing their way up his abs. What does surprise him is that they&apos;re in a rehearsal room that anyone could walk into at any time, and even though Jaebum would like nothing more than to give in and fuck Jinyoung, he has to raise an objection.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid3-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;SHINee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shopping Trip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Key/Kim SangMi (OC) / PG / 465 words / Humor / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Key takes his fashion disaster of a girlfriend shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/38453.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Key looks in the direction of SangMi&amp;#39;s finger. Tons of clothes are cluttered together under a sign marked &amp;#39;Clearance&amp;#39;. He rolls his eyes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ongoing War&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Choi Minho/Kim Kibum; implied Lee Jinki/Kim Jonghyun / PG-13 / 1,084 words / Drama / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: After being out of contact with Minho for days, Kibum finds himself slowly reaching his breaking point. (From the SHINee prompt generator. Prompt: Ongoing war.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/42615.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;He hasn&amp;#39;t moved in hours, nor does he have any desire to. He has nowhere to go, not anymore.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Want Versus A Need&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Choi Minho/Lee Taemin / PG-13 / 2,560 words / AU / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Taemin finds himself trapped in relationship with too much materialism for his liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/43734.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;It&amp;#39;s one in the morning but Taemin&amp;#39;s wide awake, curled up in ball on the left side of his king sized bed.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shall We Dance?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Jonghyun/Lee Taemin / PG-13 / 1,155 words / AU / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Teen clubs aren&amp;#39;t really Taemin&amp;#39;s thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/43906.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The neon lights hit his blond hair and face, exposing the slight sweat he works up as he grinds to the rhythm of the music with his current dance partner, a pretty girl who looks to be in her twenties. Taemin&amp;#39;s mesmerized&amp;hellip;and completely jealous.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overachieving&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onew/Key / PG-13 words / 205 words / Humor / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: There&amp;#39;s no simple way of doing things when Key&amp;#39;s involved. (SHINee Pairing Generator Prompt: Are my jeans too tight?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/44204.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;But Key was the one in charge of the sewing. And as things are never simple with him, he had other ideas in mind.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Easily Overlooked&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin / PG / 305 words / Prompt: easily overlooked / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jonghyun gets back from being quarantined only to irritate Taemin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/44668.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Jonghyun comes back from his quarantine with a bright smile and a level of excitement that Taemin thinks might mirror his own.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Practically Domestic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin / PG-13 / 2,158 words / Prompt: practically domestic / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jonghyun and Taemin decide to move into a separate room in SHINee&amp;#39;s dorm, and both of their limits are tested with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/44885.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I couldn&amp;#39;t sleep in there,&amp;quot; Taemin grumbles looking up at him and Key sees the deep bags under his eyes. &amp;quot;Jonghyun snores and it sounds terrible. I can&amp;#39;t believe I never noticed it before.&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It&amp;#39;s Always Worth It&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin / R / 962 words / prompt: scream / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Taemin&amp;#39;s not very patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/45243.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;He currently has Taemin pinned against the wall and still hasn&amp;#39;t touched his mouth. Instead his lips linger on the skin between his jaw line and neck causing Taemin to groan impatiently and wriggle against the wall.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Reluctant Servant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin / PG-13 / 446 words / prompt: WTF Hyung?! / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which Taemin&amp;#39;s discovers that he&amp;#39;s dating a pervert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/45909.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;When it comes to Jonghyun and Taemin&amp;#39;s relationship there are some things that Taemin is willing to try, and other things that cause him to blurt out an improper word or two.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Ardent Master&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin / NC-17 / 1,486 words / PWP / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Sequel to The Reluctant Servant. Jonghyun tests out Taemin&amp;#39;s costume with pleasing results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/47066.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The dress is short; there&amp;#39;s barely enough material to cover Taemin&amp;#39;s private areas and yet it still feels like too much material to Jonghyun. He wants it off and fast.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Into the New World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin; Onew/Key; Minho/Nichkhun / PG-13 / 2,644 words / AU / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Four teens experience their first year of college which includes annoyance at late night parties, a Resident Assistant that seems to pop up randomly, stress from classes, and romance at every corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/46370.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;There&amp;#39;s no air conditioning!&amp;quot; he yells angrily into his cell phone receiver. &amp;quot;This is bullshit!&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin / PG / 611 words / Fluff / 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jonghyun is giving, always giving, and Taemin feels that the only thing he can do is take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/48787.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Taemin only protests at Jonghyun&amp;#39;s treatment when the pots and pans come in.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onew/Key / PG-13 / 4,303 words / Romance / 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: It&amp;#39;s been ten months since CEO Kim Kibum has been in the dating world. Can he pull himself together, or will his past continue to interfere with his present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/49764.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;He has nothing to do with this,&amp;quot; he says through gritted teeth. He starts to flip through the pages of his portfolio a bit more aggressively. &amp;quot;This is about the show, and going on a date any time between now and the show would interfere with preparations.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid4-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;Shinhwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Song and Dance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jung Pilkyo/OC / PG / 679 words / Romance / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Hyesung comes back from his tour to see his girlfriend in an interesting situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/48506.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;After months of being on tour, taking countless pictures with fans, and visiting the landmarks and restaurants in different towns and cities, Jung Pilkyo finds himself back at his favorite place, home.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Habits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eric/Hyesung / PG-13 / 1,104 words / Romance / 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Of stomping and sticky notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/50029.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Eric has a habit of visiting Hyesung&amp;#39;s apartment at least three times a week, and Hyesung isn&amp;#39;t surprised when he returns to his apartment to see Eric lounging on his couch, a beer in one hand and the TV remote in the other.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ten Years&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lee Minwoo/Andy Lee / PG-13 / 1,490 words / Romance / 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Five times Andy almost told Minwoo that he loved him, plus the one time that he did tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/50480.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Though he&amp;#39;s twenty one years old and inexperienced in relationships, Andy knows that the confession is the most crucial point.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sacrifice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hyesung/Jun Jin / 473 words / G / Fluff/Humor / 2013&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jun Jin&amp;#39;s not happy with Shinhwa&amp;#39;s new diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/51743.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;#39;Diet&amp;#39;, is a word that Shinhwa hasn&amp;#39;t been familiar with since they were teenagers, and Jun Jin can&amp;#39;t help but grit his teeth at the fact that his vocabulary and his stomach have to be re-introduced to it at the age of thirty three.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid5-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;Super Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Distraction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lee SungMin/Park KyoungMi(OC) / PG / 483 words / Fluff / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which both parties concerned learn that having your significant other as a martial arts training partner is a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/39090.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;She opens her eyes to see SungMin grinning, his balance still perfect as he wiggles his toes in front her.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Code White&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Junior; Yesung/Lee Jinkyong (OC) / PG / 2572 words / Fluff / 2009&lt;br /&gt;Summary: When the members of Super Junior learn that Yesung plans to propose to his girlfriend, they decide to stalk him until he pops the question. Ryeowook is distracted by clothes, Eeteuk has a mother complex, and Kibum suggests that Siwon pray for Jinkyong&amp;#39;s health. (Beta-ed byricecakestar! Thank you so much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/39391.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;But of course it&amp;#39;s Kangin. And Kangin can&amp;#39;t pass up an opportunity to snitch.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Little Incentive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yesung/Choi Siwon / PG-13 / 100 words / Humor / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Yesung gives Siwon a slightly extreme gift. From the SJ Random Pairing Generator. Prompt: Strategically placed holes in your clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/39441.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Siwon stares at the gift box in Yesung&amp;#39;s hands and blinks.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parting Gift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lee Sungmin/Cho Kyuhyun / NC-17 / 970 words / Romance / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Sungmin gives Kyuhyun one last present before he leaves for China. (Beta&amp;#39;d by ricecakestar! Thank you so much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/39818.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;It&amp;#39;s the last time for the next couple of months that he&amp;#39;ll get to be with him like this. Starting tomorrow, he&amp;#39;ll start the agonizing routine of waking up to an alarm clock instead of Kyuhyun telling him to stop snoring, having no one to talk to late at night when everyone else is asleep, and communicating with Kyuhyun with inconsistent text message conversations. It&amp;#39;s these times he hates the most.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Master of his Craft&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Han Geng/Kim Ryeowook / PG-13 / 809 words / AU/Humor / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: From the Super Junior Random Pairing Generator. Con artist Kim Ryeowook attempts to sell citizens of a small town a love potion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/40030.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;All it takes is one person to feel impressed and very slowly the rest will agree, as people feed off of each other&amp;#39;s emotions quickly. Kim Ryeowook uses that fact to his advantage every time he swindles.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special Delivery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Choi Siwon/Cho Kyuhyun / PG-13 / 1,448 words / AU/Fluff / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: From the Super Junior - M Random Pairing Generator. Kyuhyun develops a crush on the mailman of his apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/40193.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Later, he kicks himself for making such a terrible first impression.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say It&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Kibum/Kim Ryeowook / NC-17 / 1,179 words / Romance / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kibum has an interesting way to bring Ryeowook out of his shell. (Beta-ed bytwilight_midna. Thank you very much!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/40503.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Kibum reads Ryeowook like a book. He knows when he&amp;#39;s worried by the haste in his movements, when he&amp;#39;s happy by the gleam in his eyes, and when he&amp;#39;s upset by the almost unnoticeable dent in his brows.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Damaged&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lee Donghae/Cho Kyuhyun / PG-15 / 1,404 words / Slight Angst/Romance / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Donghae senses the strain in him and Kyuhyun&amp;#39;s relationship. But he&amp;#39;s afraid to find out the cause behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/40956.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;At first, Donghae thinks that Kyuhyun is uninterested in him. He barely talks, only nodding and smiling softly whenever Donghae engages him in conversation.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Behind the Words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Kibum/Cho Kyuhyun / PG / 405 words / Romance / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kibum receives a late night call from Kyuhyun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/41093.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Kibum knows he&amp;#39;s lying. Kyuhyun could probably tell him the time difference between Seoul and several other cities. But he decides to overlook it. After all, he&amp;#39;s not complaining about the call.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Speak to Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cho Kyuhyun/Henry Lau / NC-17 / 835 words / PWP / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kyuhyun gets turned on by Henry&amp;#39;s English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/41362.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Kyuhyun cuts him off with a kiss to his mouth. When he pulls back Henry sees the look in his eyes and shivers. The lust is his gaze is intense and Henry knows he&amp;#39;s in for it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just Us Two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Heechul/Kim Kibum (Friendship); Kim Kibum/Kim Ryeowook / PG-13 / 1,814 words / Friendship/Romance/Humor / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: There&amp;#39;s always that one person who you trust with you secrets, who steers you in the right direction, and who&amp;#39;s not afraid to tell you when you&amp;#39;re wrong. That&amp;#39;s what Kim Heechul and Kim Kibum are to each other. (Seven drabbles from the Super Junior random pairing generator).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/41506.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Eleven other members. His chances for privacy are minimum, most likely impossible.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Refrigerator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Park Jungsoo/Choi Siwon / G / 447 words / AU/Fluff / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Junsoo and Siwon learn just how adorable finger paint art can be. (From the Super Junior Random Pairing Generator. Prompt: finger paints)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/42188.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The summer breeze ripples through Sanghee Park-Choi&amp;#39;s hair as she sits in the middle of the grass and daisies in her front yard.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go For Three&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Kibum/Cho Kyuhyun / NC-17 / 1,186 words / Romance / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kibum reunites with Kyuhyun and decides to make up for his absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/42953.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Kyuhyun&amp;#39;s in his room,&amp;quot; the eleven members chorus and Kibum laughs. They know him too well.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Constant Repeat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Ryeowook/Kim Kibum / PG-13 / 544 words / Fluff / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Ryeowook leaves Kibum a piece of him before going to Thailand. (From the Super Junior Pairing Generator. Prompt: constant repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/43280.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Ryeowook&amp;#39;s voice fills his ears and seems to make its way down to his heart.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&amp;#39;m Just Checking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lee Donghae/Cho Kyuhyun / PG-13 / 1,272 words / Romance / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: On the day of Kyuhyun&amp;#39;s ear surgery, Donghae&amp;#39;s just a bit too paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/46194.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;My reaction is normal,&amp;quot; Donghae tells him. &amp;quot;Yours however is not. They&amp;#39;re about to stick gadgets into your brain and you&amp;#39;re as calm as ever.&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eternity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Ryeowook/Kim Kibum / PG-13 / 1,845 words / AU / 2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Ryeowook gave him the best and worst years of his life, and Kibum just doesn&amp;#39;t know how to let go. Based on the song &amp;quot;Eternity&amp;quot; by Kangta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/48980.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The grass is dead, the leaves in the yard need to be raked, and the porch could use a good sweeping. It&amp;#39;s such a contrast from how it used to look, back when it was well cared for and hundreds of bright yellow daffodils were swaying in the breeze.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On The Rocks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kim Heechul/Choi Siwon / PG-13 / 2,914 words / AU/Romance / 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which Siwon is a bartender and Heechul is a reoccurring costumer with a problem that just can&amp;#39;t seem to be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/51037.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Siwon isn&amp;#39;t sure when his job as a bartender became synonymous with a career as an advisor, but for the past six years, he&amp;#39;s counseled every customer that has ever sat at his counter.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid6-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;SM Town Crossovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taemin + Kai; past Suho/Kai / PG-13 / 758 words / Angst / 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Kai didn&amp;#39;t think that growing up would be so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/50348.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;He lied to me, Taemin. He looked me directly in my eyes and lied to me. And now he gets to lead me. I don&amp;#39;t trust him.&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fangs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eric/Onew / PG-13 / 3,081 words / AU/Crack / prompt: Halloween / 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Lee Jinki&amp;#39;s new neighbor is both attractive and suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/50753.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The only thing that illuminates the room is the occasional bolt of lightning, and Lee Jinki gives an involuntary shiver every time he notices it pass through his living room curtains.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taemin/Sulli / G / 416 words / Romance / prompt: that was then / 2013&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Back then, Taemin would have told you were crazy if you said he&amp;#39;d fall for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/52033.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;There was a time when Taemin could hear the sound of Jinri&amp;#39;s footsteps thundering down the hall, her hair sticking out in all directions after coming to a skidding stop in front of his rehearsal room.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/lj&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;SHINee x 2PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chaos and Romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chansung/Key, Taecyeon/Onew, Jaebum/Jonghyun, Junsu/Taemin (Mild), Nichkhun/Minho; slight WooYoung/JunHo / PG-13 / 1,225 words / Humor / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: After Idol Army, SHINee and 2PM have a hard time keeping their hormones under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/38260.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Listen here you,&amp;quot; Key growls. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t come anywhere near my son until he turns eighteen! And stop calling him! If I found out that you contacted him in any way I will hunt you down. By the way, tell Chansung to call me!&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Love Can Do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chansung/Key, Junsu/Taemin (Mild) Taecyeon/Onew, Jaebum/Jonghyun, Nichkhun/Minho; slight WooYoung/JunHo / PG-13 / 2,192 words / Romance/Humor / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Sequel to &amp;#39;Chaos and Romance&amp;#39;. Taemin goes on his first date with Junsu, the rest of 2PM crash SHINee&amp;#39;s dorm, Chansung learns how to calm Key&amp;#39;s nerves, and Taekyeon and Onew disappear from the rest of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/41885.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Alright!&amp;quot; Wooyoung and Junho exclaim as they come out Wooyoung&amp;#39;s room. &amp;quot;Group trip to the SHINee dorm!&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say Goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Park Jaebeom/Kim Jonghyun / PG-13 / 1,094 words / Drama / 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: After making the final preparations to leave for Seattle, Jaebeom has to break the news of his departure to the person who matters the most to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/43122.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Jaebeom looks at Jonghyun&amp;#39;s curious expression and feels his stomach sinking in. He doesn&amp;#39;t want to break Jonghyun&amp;#39;s heart.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alluring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hwang Chansung/Key / NC-17 / 1,148 words / PWP / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which Chansung finds Key incredibly attractive, and Key knows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/44453.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;As Kibum shakes his hips and cups a hand to his face Chansung forgets that there are three other people on stage with him. Suddenly the room begins to feel warm.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid8-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;F.T Island x SHINee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Night Out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Choi Jonghun/Kim Kibum (Key) / R / 1,419 words / AU / 2010&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: An uneventful night at the club spices up a little when Kim Kibum meets Choi Jonghun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/45606.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The male looks up and locks eyes with Kibum. He blinks for a second as he takes in his face from afar but after a few seconds he smiles and gives him a wink. Kibum merely rolls his eyes in response and turns to face the bartender.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid9-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <title>JE Fanfiction Archive Part IV - Top3, Ya-Ya-yah, and Mutiple Groups/Crossovers *Friends Locked*</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Top3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Hello Hasshi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Nozawa Yuki/Hashimoto Ryosuke / PG-13 / 1,609 words / Crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: For the Happy Gay New Year Meme. TOP3&amp;#39;s face with a huge problem: the baby boy of the group has become the baby girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/29030.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;So what are we gonna do about Hasshi&amp;#39;s recent exposure to estrogen?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Reassurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Nozawa Yuki/ Hashimoto Ryosuke / PG / 955 words / Fluff/Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Summary: Hasshi thinks the end of Top3 means the end of his relationship with Nozawa. Sanada and Shintaro think he&amp;#39;s being an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/34345.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s faking it,&amp;quot; they said in unison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Ya-Ya-Yah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG / 742 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Hikaru recalls the first day he met Ya-Ya-Yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/12004.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Mingle. Yeah Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Pep Talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG / 536 words / Fluff&lt;br /&gt;Summary: It&amp;#39;s seven minutes before Hikaru&amp;#39;s first performance of Ya-Ya-Yah and he locks himself in the dressing room and refuses to come out. Can Yabu get to the bottom of what&amp;#39;s bothering him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/19764.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;No!&amp;quot; Yabu exclaimed. &amp;quot;Hika-chan&amp;#39;s shy enough! If you do that you&amp;#39;ll scare him!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru (Friendship) / PG / 662 words / Friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Yabu and Hikaru have a fight, and Shoon advises Taiyo not to interfere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/24504.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;You know what you&amp;#39;re problem is?&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;You want everything to be done your way, and if it&amp;#39;s not, you reject it. Grow up Kota and stop being a spoiled brat.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Mistaken Identity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yamashita Reon / PG / 460 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Yabu&amp;#39;s trying to find Shoon, but unknowingly finds Reon instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/25240.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yabu shivered: Shoon was probably pissed off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Angel Come to Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Sato Nozomi (OC) / PG / 1,580 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: On the day of Ya-Ya-Yah&amp;#39;s break up, Yabu decides that he wants to be alone for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/25789.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I was right. It was too good to be true. I had been lured into a false sense of security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid2-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Multiple Groups/Crossover Pairings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Love Letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Kamenashi Kazuya/Kusano Hironori / PG-13 / 1,972 words / Crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Kusano finds extreme difficulty in writing a love letter to Kame. So Jin decides to help him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/3535.html#cutid1&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;What &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; need is a sure fire way to tell Kamenashi that you want to get in his pants.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;How To Fall For An Idiot In Five Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Nishikido Ryo / PG-13 / Crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: How Ryo fell for Jin in the short span of five days. Naturally, there&amp;#39;s crack involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/7796.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Prologue And Chapter One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/8329.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;]&amp;nbsp; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/8676.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;]&amp;nbsp; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/8927.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;]&amp;nbsp; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/9261.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;]&amp;nbsp; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/9598.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Epilogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;It&amp;#39;s All In The Fandom (10 Songs Challenge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya; Tanaka Koki/Kamenashi Kazuya; Various Johnny&amp;#39;s/OCs / PG / 686 words / Various Genres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: The ongoings of the JE fandom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/9916.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;It&amp;#39;s All In The Fandom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Dedication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Kamenashi Kazuya/Kusano Hironori / PG / 381 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Kame finds Kusano&amp;#39;s devotion to him adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/10201.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I tried,&amp;quot; Kusano told him, sheepishly. &amp;quot;In the end I guess I can&amp;#39;t sleep without you next to me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Yabu Kota / PG / 456 words / Slight Angst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Yabu&amp;#39;s school boy crush on Jin is accidently revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/11634.html#cutid1&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;YOU KNEW HE WAS WEARING BURBERRY COLOGNE!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;The Return of KusaNo! - Dating Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Kusano Hironori, Yabu Kota, Yaotome Hikaru / PG / 178 words / Crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: After Hikaru&amp;#39;s dating book fails to get him a girl, he decides to throw it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/12229.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Not A Complete Failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Yabu Kota; Yaotome Hikaru/Arioka Daiki / PG / 969 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Sequel to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/11634.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;. Yabu finds out Jin&amp;#39;s hiatus . . . the hard way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/13235.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yabu smiled. KAT-TUN meant Akanishi-kun. And Akanishi-kun meant his undivided attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Excitement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Yabu Kota / PG / 1,310 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Sequel to Not A Complete Failure. Jin returns from L.A. and takes Yabu out to dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/13961.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Which means &amp;#39;Yes Hika-chan, I totally still have a crush on Akanishi-kun six months later.&amp;#39;,&amp;quot; Hikaru replied grinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;First Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Yabu Kota; Kamenashi Kazuya/Kusano Hironori / PG / 819 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Sequel to Excitement. Yabu proves to be a nervous spazz once again as Jin takes him to the movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/15947.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;HIKARU WHAT AM I GONNA &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?!&amp;quot; Yabu yelled pacing the room. &amp;quot;Akanishi-kun is gonna be here in thirty minutes!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;One Call Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Yabu Kota / PG / 578 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Sequel to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/15947.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;First Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;. On the day Ya-Ya-Yah is disbanded, Yabu turns to Jin for comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 1.5pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/17025.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I just wanted to tell you g-good news,&amp;quot; he began, and Jin noted that he was trying to keep his voice steady. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m debuting.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;With Nights Like These&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Nishikido Ryo/Akanishi Jin/Yamashita Tomoshita/Kamenashi Kazuya / 752 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: A typical night in the AkaKamePiRyo household.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/19455.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Not one of them understood how they had grown to love three other people equally . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;A Little Longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Yabu Kota; slight Yaotome Hikaru/Arioka Daiki / PG / 894 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Sequel to &amp;#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/17025.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;One Call Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&amp;#39;. Jin explains to Yabu the reality of their relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/19609.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not interested in anyone else, nor will I be,&amp;quot; he replied.&amp;quot;I can wait two years.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;A Special Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Akanishi Jin/Yabu Kota; Yaotome Hikaru/Arioka Daiki; Takaki Yuya/Inoo Kei / NC-17 / 2,329 words / AU/Smut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Sequel to A Little Longer. Yabu Kota&amp;#39;s twentieth birthday turns out better than expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/21830.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yabu smiled as he looked around his apartment. He felt indescribably happy. After all, you didn&amp;#39;t turn twenty every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Nagase Tomoya/Tegoshi Yuya / PG / 174 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Tegoshi attempts to snag a senpai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/22422.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;But, he didn&amp;#39;t let that stop him. After all, what Tegoshi wanted, Tegoshi got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Tegorella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yamashita Tomohisa/Tegoshi Yuya; Imai Tsubasa/Takizawa Hideaki; Ninomiya Kazunari/Unknown Male / PG / AU/Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Characters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Cinderella &amp;ndash; Tegoshi Yuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Prince Charming &amp;ndash; Yamashita Tomohisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Wicked Stepfather &amp;ndash; Ninomiya Kazunari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Older Wicked Stepbrother &amp;ndash; Akanishi Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Younger Wicked Stepbrother &amp;ndash; Kamenashi Kazuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;King &amp;ndash; Takizawa Hideaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Queen &amp;ndash; Imai Tsubasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Royal Town Crier &amp;ndash; Chinen Yuuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Baker &amp;ndash; Masuda Takahisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Tailor &amp;ndash; Kato Shigeaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Stable Boy &amp;ndash; Yabu Kota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: My fic for the JE Fairy Tale Fic-A-Thon. Tegoshi Yuya plays a boy who is isolated from the rest of the world by his stepfather and two stepbrothers. Yamashita Tomohisa is the bored Prince of the kingdom who is forced to have a party to liven things up. Will the story have a happy ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/24652.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;] [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/25485.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;] [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/26108.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;] [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/26622.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;] [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/27052.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;] [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/27405.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chapter Five + Epilogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Spending Quality Time . . . Or Not (Senpai x Kouhai Drabbles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Takaki + Akanishi Jin; Ohno Satoshi + Chinen Yuuri + Yamada Ryosuke; Masuda Takahisa/Arioka Daiki / PG / Various Genres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: The members of JUMP attempt to spend time with their Senpai in the Jimusho. But not everything goes as planned for some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/25041.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Spending Quality Time . . . Or Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 10pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Totsuka Shota/Yabu Kota / PG / 194 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Told from Totsu&amp;#39;s point of view. Yabu confesses to Totsu&amp;#39;s who isn&amp;#39;t really sure what to say back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/26642.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;He looked at me nervously and then back at the floor, repeating the action every second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Goodbye For Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Kato Shigeaki/Yabu Kota / PG / 534 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Shige spends a few minutes with Yabu before he has to leave for NEWS&amp;#39;s concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/29586.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;You haven&amp;#39;t changed,&amp;quot; he said, poking Yabu&amp;#39;s nose. &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re still a little brat.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Honestly Concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Hashimoto Ryosuke / PG / 612 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Post Top3. Hasshi needs a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/30940.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I had never felt so alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;To Truly Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Hashimoto Ryosuke / PG / 552 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/30940.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Honestly Concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;told from Yabu&amp;#39;s POV. Yabu needs Hasshi to know he cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/31205.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;To see him crying kills me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Three Seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Takaki Yuya/Miura Haruma / PG / 167 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Haruma decides to play a big wet one on Yuya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/33749.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In the three seconds that it takes for Takaki to laugh, three things happen to Haruma&amp;#39;s physical and mental health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Kamenashi Kazuya/Yaotome Hikaru / NC-17 / 597 words / Smut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Kame didn&amp;#39;t think Hikaru would be too shy to ask for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/35348.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In the next second Hikaru finds himself on his back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Taking Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Morimoto Shintaro/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 122 words / Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: For the Shameless Underage Fic Anonymeme. Shintaro and Chinen argue over who will be the King of their new world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/36362.html#cutid1&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I tell people what to do and they do it. And meanwhile you just look pretty.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Shige-Sensei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Kato Shigeaki/Yabu Kota / PG / 218 words / Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: For the Shameless Underage Fic Anonymeme. Yabu needs a tutor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/36362.html#cutid2&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Shige sat down next to Yabu and leaned over him to see the book. Yabu blushed as Shige rested his chin on his shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid3-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 02:15:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>JE Fanfiction Archive Part II - Hey! Say! JUMP *Friends Locked*</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Hey! Say! JUMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arioka Daiki/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 169 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Chinen loves being around Daiki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/5698.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;But as long as he could be this close to Daiki, it didn&amp;#39;t matter, nothing did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cherished Moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yamada Ryosuke/Nakajima Yuto / PG-13 / 1,052 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Fifteen heartwarming moments between Yuto and Ryosuke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/6712.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;His hips were swinging around loosely and Yuto found his eyeballs following the movement closely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;So Much More&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG-13 / 1,214 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Fifteen heartwarming moments between Kota and Hikaru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/7167.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re too gullible Hikaru-kun,&amp;quot; he said, tackling Hikaru to the floor and tickling him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rules of Culinary (a.k.a. Prompt #35&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Chinen-thon -&amp;nbsp;5 Times Chinen&amp;nbsp;Tried To Cook)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arioka Daiki/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 1,261 words / Humor/Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Chinen tries to make something for Daiki. . .with catastrophic results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/8160.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Chii, you forgot the yeast,&amp;quot; Inoo said to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mobile Interaction (a.k.a. Prompt #62 of the Chinen-thon - 5 Times Chinen&amp;nbsp;Played&amp;nbsp;With Yabu&amp;#39;s Phone And What he Did)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 729 words / Humor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: In which Chinen makes extreme use of Yabu&amp;#39;s phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/9054.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Seconds later, Yabu felt a hand reach into his pocket and tug. He rolled his eyes: so &lt;i&gt;that&amp;#39;s&lt;/i&gt; what he wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bedtime Story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 1,048 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Yabu attempts to tell Chinen a bedtime story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/11313.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Because you are. You don&amp;#39;t think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;I&amp;#39;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt; going to be the princess, do you?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Green Eyed Monster (a.k.a. Prompt # 66 for the Hey! Say! JUMP-thon)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Takaki Yuya/Chinen Yuuri; Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru; Yamada Ryosuke/Nakajima Yuto; Implied Takaki Yuya/Hashimoto Ryosuke / PG / 3,218 words / Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: For the awesome HSJ-thon. The Green Eyed Monster of jealousy attacks Chinen, who in turn wants to attack Hasshi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/12690.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chinen nodded while&amp;nbsp;supressing the urge to gnaw off Hasshi&amp;#39;s arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Cute! (a.k.a. Prompt #72&amp;nbsp;of the&amp;nbsp;Hey! Say! JUMP-thon)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yaotome Hikaru/Arioka Daiki / PG / 645 words /&amp;nbsp;Genre: Fluff/Humor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Somehow, the word cute seems to fit Daiki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/14133.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Daiki pouted. He would&amp;#39;ve rather been called a &amp;#39;dork&amp;#39; in this case. &amp;#39;Cute&amp;#39; certainly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;did not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt; describe his actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;For The Love of Fruit (a.k.a. Prompt #61 of the Hey! Say! JUMP - 5 Times Yamada Was OTP with Strawberries)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yamada Ryosuke/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 531 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Yamada + Strawberries = OTP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/14881.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chinen shook his head and extended the bag to Ryosuke who eagerly helped himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spoiled&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yamada Ryosuke/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 224 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Ryosuke hated watching Chinen being spoiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/15591.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Ryosuke hated the fact that &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt; spoiled Chinen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Playing Dress Up (a.k.a. Prompt #65 of the Hey! Say! JUMP-thon - 5 Times Hikaru Made Yabu Crossdress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG-13 / 864 words / Crack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Hikaru has a bit too much fun seeing Yabu in female clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/15626.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In addition, he tried not to notice the slight breeze around his thighs as he walked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;It&amp;#39;s In His Kiss (a.k.a. Chinen-thon Prompt #12 - 5 Times Chinen Kissed Daiki)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arioka Daiki/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 408 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Chinen loves to kiss Daiki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/16136.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Chinen smiled, took Daiki&amp;#39;s hand in own, and kissed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;SexyBack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG-13 / 147 words / Humor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&amp;nbsp;In which Hikaru finds Yabu to be a perfect source of entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/17202.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;And he would provide the perfect kind of company, the entertaining kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Forever Love (a.ka. 10 Songs Meme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG-13 / 808 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: A peek into the YabuHika relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/17629.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The intensity in his eyes and his body movements made him all too inviting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;He&amp;#39;s A Tease&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Takaki Yuya/Yaotome Hikaru / PG-13 / 238 words / Humor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Takaki proves just how much of a tease he can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/18188.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Takaki always knew how to push the right buttons when it came to Yabu and Hikaru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;The Adorable Kind Of Love - BEST/7 Pairing Drabbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Takaki Yuya/Chinen Yuuri; Yabu Kota/Yamada Ryosuke; Yaotome Hikaru/Nakajima Yuto; Arioka Daiki/Morimoto Ryutaro; Inoo Kei/Okamoto Keito / PG / 606 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Fluffy drabbles with the members of BEST paired with the members of 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/21040.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The 2004 SUMMARY concert is where Takaki first saw him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Entertain Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Takaki Yuya/Yaotome Hikaru / NC-17 / 1,106 words / Smut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: In which Takaki is a shameless uke, Hikaru can&amp;#39;t properly distract a person, and Yabu just wants to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/21376.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Turns out he ended up distracting me from my job of distraction,&amp;quot; Hikaru replied sheepishly. &amp;quot;But that&amp;#39;s typical Yuya for you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru; Yabu Kota + Tomiura Satoshi / PG / 957 words / Crack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: In which YabuHika prove that jealousy strengthens a bond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/22564.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Hikaru was not comforted by Taiyou&amp;#39;s words, and continued to sulk. However no one noticed: they thought he was merely getting into character for Shuu&amp;#39;s role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/? / PG / 280 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Yabu meets up with an old friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/23925.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yabu was running, barely avoiding collisions in the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Taking Action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey! Say! BEST (Friendship) / PG / 561 words / Friendship&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: BEST decides that Yabu is overworked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/24190.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Gosh, did he &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; take a break?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Bust Your Windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Takaki Yuya/?; Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru; Inoo Kei/Arioka Daiki / PG-13 / 1,660 words / Angst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: In which Takaki beats the crap out of his boy friend&amp;#39;s car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/26199.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Takaki smiled bitterly. He wasn&amp;#39;t there. He knew he wouldn&amp;#39;t be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Five True Pairings (a.k.a. Hikaru-thon Prompt #59 &amp;ndash; 5 Times Hikaru walked in on an OTP + 1 time JUMP walked in on his OTP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru; Inoo Kei/Chinen Yuuri; Takaki Yuya/Arioka Daiki; Yamada Ryosuke/Nakajima Yuto; Morimoto Ryutaro/Okamoto Keito / PG-13 / 1,134 words / Crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: For the Hikaru-thon! Hikaru spends a day at the Jimusho without Yabu. Needless to say, it&amp;#39;s quite unusual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/27291.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Hikaru sighed. He had a long day ahead of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu-sensei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG-13 / 842 Words / Crack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: When Hikaru hears the news about the classroom setting for the School Kakumei Live Stage,&amp;nbsp;he finds it difficult to think about Yabu-sensei in a rated g manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/27695.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;And Yabu-sensei would stride into the room and survey the students with kind yet stern eyes and a sexy smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chinen Yuuri/? / PG / 166 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: There are ten seconds left until the New Year, and Chinen wonders where his midnight kissing partner is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/28512.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Ten, nine, eight . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Above All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG / 947 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Hikaru has something that he wants to ask Yabu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/28869.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I didn&amp;#39;t cry that day because no matter what hell I go through I know you&amp;#39;re there, facing it with me, fighting with me, and helping me endlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yamada Ryosuke; Yaotome Hikaru/Nakajima Yuto; Takaki Yuya/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 1,112 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: When Yamada&amp;#39;s too shy to say anything about his crush on Yabu, a few members of JUMP decide to come to the rescue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/29886.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yabu smiled warmly and continued walking towards JUMP&amp;#39;s dressing room. Yamada exhaled and pinched his cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Since The Last Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / NC-17 / 1,113 / Smut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Based on Shounen Club 2009-02-08. The aftermath of the comment Yabu whispered in Hikaru&amp;#39;s ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/30146.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Only seven minutes left,&amp;quot; Hikaru said, shifting impatiently from side to side. &amp;quot;Just seven minutes.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Baby Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru; slight Nakajima Yuto/Chinen Yuuri / 1,038 words / Fluff/Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; Yabu and Hikaru decide to name a member of JUMP as their official love child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/31302.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Yes,&amp;quot; Yabu replied, almost dreading the Hikaru&amp;#39;s next sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;This Relationship Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG /352 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/32124.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Summary: Hikaru&amp;#39;s not quite sure about this whole &amp;#39;relationship thing&amp;#39;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;At The Same Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru / PG / 219 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/32294.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Summary: Hikaru reflects on his feelings for Yabu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Versus Yabu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yaotome Hikaru; Yaotome Hikaru/Super Junior (Fanboyism) / PG / 990 / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; Yabu finds himself facing off against 15 Korean studs for Hikaru&amp;#39;s attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/32587.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I swear Suju makes people delusional,&amp;quot; Yabu thought to himself, amazed at the scene in front of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 12pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(253, 253, 253);&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: 12pt; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(253, 253, 253);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Try Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Takaki Yuya/Mya Summers (OC) / PG / 1,637 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; Takaki Yuya learns that just liking someone isn&amp;#39;t enough to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/32902.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Who are you the love doctor?&amp;quot; Daiki asked amused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;When Opposites Attract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Chinen Yuuri / PG / 1,166 words / Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; Four drabbles about Yabu and Chinen&amp;#39;s relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/33290.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Hikaru and Yuto grinned: he was now officially whipped.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Decisions, Decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Takaki Yuya/Yaotome Hikaru / PG / 175 words / Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu finds himself faced with a hard choice. Hikaru or Takaki?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/34005.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I had to pick one of them. And that presented a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Keep It Quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yamada Ryosuke / PG / 448 words / Sadness/Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu&amp;#39;s determined to keep him and Yamada a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/34297.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yabu was shocked. One minute he was standing upright and in the next the wind had been knocked out of him as he was pinned to a wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Red Fest (a.k.a. Prompt 5 Names That Made 7 Blush Immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota/Yamada Ryosuke; Arioka Daiki/Chinen Yuuri; Takaki Yuya/Morimoto Ryutaro; Yaotome Hikaru/Nakajima Yuto; Inoo Kei/Okamoto Keito / PG / 2,919 words / Crack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: 7 get crushes on BEST and decide to do something about it despite being terrified of the outcome. Random appearances make everyone nervous, Yuto takes on roll as leader, Yamada fears what Chinen can do, Keito learns how to confess, and Ryutaro finds himself hating curly hair with a passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/34593.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;How in the world did we all fall for a BEST member anyway?&amp;quot; Keito wondered.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/34593.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Who saw Su Ri Ru?&amp;quot; Chinen asked and his and four other hands went in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Top Secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yaotome Hikaru/?; Implied Yabu Kota x Yamada Ryosuke/ R / 856 words / Romance/Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Hikaru has been keeping his relationship with a certain someone a secret. And the text messages he&amp;#39;s being sent make it all worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/35695.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Where are you? I want you here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;BESTOT5 (Friendship) / PG-13 / 545 words / Crack/Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Yabu calls BEST into a meeting to explain the cold hard truth: they are losing their sex appeal to 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/36343.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;He then pulls out a lecture stick from what seems like nowhere and BEST flinch. Who knows where that stick will be when this is over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Confusion Is Understandable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Implied Yabu/BoA / PG / 543 words / Crack/Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: For the Shameless Underage Fic Anonymeme.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Prompt Given: Hikaru&amp;#39;s jokes about Yabu&amp;#39;s love for feather boas fail to get through Takaki and now he thinks Yabu has something more than a little crush on the famous Korean pop star. Inoo is slightly disheartened, Yuto approves of his senpai&amp;#39;s taste, and Ryutaro rejoices because someone in the group is finally straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/37087.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Future blackmail references always come in handy,&amp;quot; Yabu replied and Hikaru rolled his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;My Favorite Penguin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Arioka Daiki x Lee SoHee (OC) / PG / 260 words / Humor/Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Told in Daiki&amp;#39;s point of view. Daiki&amp;#39;s not happy that the competition for SoHee&amp;#39;s affection is a baby penguin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/37339.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I scoffed. Darn you penguin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Work Ethic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Inoo Kei/Carmen Iglesias (OC) / PG / 420 words / Fluff/Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: For the Shameless Underage Fic Anonymeme. It&amp;#39;s 12:00am and Inoo&amp;#39;s still awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/37384.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Inoo sighed as he looked at the books sprawled all over his desk. How in the world was he supposed to make sense of any of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Through the Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Takaki Yuya/Mya Summers (OC) / PG / 396 words / Fluff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Takaki doesn&amp;#39;t think he can go to sleep without hearing Mya&amp;#39;s voice. Daiki&amp;#39;s not too happy about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/37881.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Mya Summers yawned as she looked at the digital clock on her dresser. It was 2:05am and she had school tomorrow. But sleep was the last thing on her mind as she was expecting a phone call. She glared at her cell phone and as if on cue, it rang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Yabu Kota /Yamada Ryosuke / NC-17 / 615 words / Smut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: For the Shameless Underage Fic Anonymeme. Yamada&amp;#39;s eating habits are starting to get to Yabu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/36614.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yabu thinks he&amp;#39;s going to crack in two seconds if Yamada doesn&amp;#39;t stop eating that milk chocolate ice cream bar like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;It&amp;#39;s All About The Image (5 Reasons Why Hey! Say! BEST prefer Hitomi no Screen over Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Hey! Say! BEST/ slight Yabu/Hikaru; Daiki/Chinen/ PG-13 / 1,141 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Summary: With the release of Romeo and Juliet comes the despair of five young adults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/46601.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Somebody hold me,&amp;quot; Yabu whispers. Seconds later he smacks the top of Hikaru&amp;#39;s head as he feels a pair of arms around his waist.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 02:13:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>JE Fanfiction Archive Part I - Arashi and KAT-TUN *Friends Locked*</title>
  <author>knowmonsta</author>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Arashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Taken By Surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aiba Masaki/Matsumoto Jun / PG / 276 Words / Fluff/Humor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: When Aiba decides to confess to Jun, he asks the other members of Arashi what they think he&amp;#39;ll say. Naturally it&amp;#39;s discouraging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/17718.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The thought of being hit with an eight hundred and seventy page Harry Potter book, glared at, &lt;i&gt;or &lt;/i&gt;killed should&amp;#39;ve frightened Aiba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Don&amp;#39;t Mess With The DoS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aiba Masaki/Matsumoto Jun / PG / 129 words / Crack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Aiba learns the consequences of taking Jun&amp;#39;s food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/20128.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Unfortunately for Aiba, he never got the memo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;KAT-TUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Diagnosis Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Akanishi Jin/Taguchi Junnosuke / PG-13 / 1,357 words / Humor/Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Jin&amp;#39;s not sure what&amp;#39;s going on inside him when he sees Junno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/5135.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Jin, no one in the right mind would let you &lt;i&gt;near&lt;/i&gt; a chainsaw!&amp;quot; Kame called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tanaki Koki / Taguchi Junnosuke / PG / 332 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Koki finds himself worrying a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/7360.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Koki&amp;#39;s got&amp;nbsp;plenty of things to worry about. And they vary in importance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Too Close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya / PG / 911 words / Slight Angst/Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Akame faces a large test in their relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/7519.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;He hadn&amp;#39;t even realized he was crying. But now that he did, the tears seemed to fall faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;With You In My Life (a.k.a 10 Songs Challenge for Akame)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya / PG-13 / 965 words / Varying Genres&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: The high and lows that make up AkaKame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/10479.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Kame looked out the window and sighed: nothing but snow for miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Romance, Or Lack Thereof (KAT-TUN 10 Songs Challenge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taguchi Junnosuke/Kamenashi Kazuya; Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya, KAT-TUN/OCs / PG-13 / 756 words / Varying Genres&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&amp;nbsp;Whether romance, heartche, or friendship, KAT-TUN proves they&amp;nbsp;have it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/10646.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Romance, Or Lack Thereof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Picture Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya / PG / 1,038 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Akame prove that &lt;s&gt;history is&lt;/s&gt; photoshoots are destined to repeat themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/12337.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;I thought you&amp;#39;d look again, Kame-chan.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;It&amp;#39;s The Thought That Counts (a.k.a. 5 Times Koki Does Something Nice For Junno)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tanaka Koki/Taguchi Junnosuke / PG / 633 words / Fluff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: Prompt #146 for the KAT-TUN-thon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/15263.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Koki walked into the KAT-TUN dressing room and laughed: Junno was sprawled across the floor snoring loudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kamenashi Kazuya x Lauren Kennedy (OC) / PG / 892 words / Romance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Summary: When Kame plants a kiss on a friend when they&amp;#39;re on what was supposed to be a friendly outing, things kind of go awry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/31567.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Lauren stared at her cell phone not bothering to move from her curled up position on the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid2-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; 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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2010 02:28:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[One-Shot] The Ardent Master</title>
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  <description>&lt;u&gt;The Ardent Master&lt;/u&gt; by &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;knowmonsta&quot; lj:user=&quot;knowmonsta&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;knowmonsta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jonghyun/Taemin / NC-17 / 1,486 words / PWP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Summary: Sequel to &lt;a href=&quot;http://knowmonsta.livejournal.com/45909.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The Reluctant Servant&lt;/a&gt;. Jonghyun tests out Taemin&apos;s costume with pleasing results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun sits at the head of the dining room table, unable to conceal his grin as he stares at the bathroom door across from him. He can&apos;t wait to have the person behind it under his control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Taemin,&amp;quot; he calls. &amp;quot;Come out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom door cracks open and the first thing Jonghyun sees is part of a fish net covered leg peeking out of it. He smiles softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;All&lt;/em&gt; of the way,&amp;quot; he says and Taemin slips slowly out of the crack and leans against the door. His gaze stays on the floor, embarrassed as Jonghyun looks him over. His eyes linger on Taemin&apos;s long legs covered from his toes up to his upper thighs fish net material. Very slowly he moves his gaze up. The dress is short; there&apos;s barely enough material to cover Taemin&apos;s private areas and yet it still feels like too much material to Jonghyun. He wants it off and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He locks eyes with Taemin who shifts uncomfortably and he grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Come here,&amp;quot; he says and Taemin raises an eyebrow at the low, slightly rough tone in his voice. He smiles, feeling a bit more confident in his appearance, and walks over to Jonghyun not a painfully slow pace. Taemin straddles Jonghyun&apos;s lap, sitting directly on top of the slight bulge in his jeans. He wraps his arms around Jonghyun&apos;s neck and grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Is there anything that I can do for you, &lt;em&gt;Master&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun&apos;s lips connect with Taemin&apos;s in a millisecond, and Taemin feels his legs being hooked around the older boy&apos;s waist as he kisses him. He gasps as Jonghyun&apos;s fingers slide up his legs and he pulls his body as close to Jonghyun&apos;s as possible in response. Jonghyun groans, poking at Taemin&apos;s lips with his tongue, and Taemin moans as he lets Jonghyun slip his tongue inside of his mouth. He shivers as Jonghyun kisses him slowly, fingers traveling farther up his thighs and under the dress, rubbing his skin in light, circular motions. He moans and Jonghyun smirks into his mouth and breaks the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I think we should move this somewhere else,&amp;quot; he whispers. And he lifts Taemin from the chair and carries him to his room. He lays him on the bed and Taemin pulls him into another kiss by his shirt. Jonghyun tugs at the fish net stocking on his legs and finally manages to rip them off as he breaks the kiss again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jong &amp;ndash; &amp;quot; Taemin starts to whine, wanting Jonghyun&apos;s tongue in his mouth again but he stops and lets out a gasp as Jonghyun lifts one of his legs by the ankle and starts to trail his lips along it, slowly making his way to his inner thigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What you can do for me,&amp;quot; Jonghyun murmurs against his skin. &amp;quot;Is to relax and let me take care of everything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin moans as Jonghyun changes to tongue kisses against his skin while using his free hand to stroke his other thigh. He feels the warmth increasing between his legs extremely fast and whimpers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;J-jong &amp;ndash; &amp;quot; he whispers and Jonghyun smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hmm?&amp;quot; he asks and Taemin moans as Jonghyun&apos;s teeth graze his thigh, fingers move closer and closer to the bulge in his briefs. Taemin inhales sharply as Jonghyun brushes his hand over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You were saying?&amp;quot; he says gently biting down on Taemin&apos;s skin and Taemin lets out another moan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Jong &amp;ndash;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot; &amp;ndash; master,&amp;quot; Jonghyun corrects and Taemin&apos;s next breath dies in his lungs as Jonghyun replaces his teeth with his tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Master,&amp;quot; Taemin says quietly.&amp;quot;Master please&amp;hellip;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun grins, pulls Taemin&apos;s briefs off, and gives the younger male one last kiss on his mouth before his face disappears under the fabric of Taemin&apos;s dress. Taemin throws back his head and moans as Jonghyun&apos;s tongue traces the tip of his cock. Jonghyun rests Taemin&apos;s legs on his shoulders and slowly takes him in inch by inch, and Taemin&apos;s knees start shaking as Jonghyun sucks hard and slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh God,&amp;quot; he whispers, pushing his hips forward. &amp;quot;Oh God more.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun pushes his hips back down on the mattress and Taemin whines, writhing as Jonghyun&apos;s tongue continues to tease him.  He starts panting loudly after every lick, gasping for air. Jonghyun pulls back and deep throats him in one quick movement, causing Taemin to let out a long, loud cry as he climaxes, his lower body shaking. He lets his head fall back against the mattress as he catches his breath, chest rising and falling heavily. Jonghyun&apos;s unhooks his legs and crawls back on top of him, placing soft kisses on his neck as Taemin&apos;s breathing becomes stable once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Don&apos;t tell me that you&apos;re tired already,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says, voice rough in Taemin&apos;s ear and Taemin moans as he feels Jonghyun&apos;s hand slip under the dress and stroke at his skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;N-no,&amp;quot; he stutters out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Good,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies, &amp;quot;because I&apos;m nowhere near finished.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin gasps as Jonghyun&apos;s hand gropes his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Turn over,&amp;quot; Jonghyun whispers and a shiver runs through Taemin&apos;s spine down to his toes as he obeys. Jonghyun folds the skirt over with one hand as the other digs into his pocket and pulls out a tube of lube. Taemin whines impatiently as Jonghyun takes his time coating three of his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Shh,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says and Taemin moans as Jonghyun inserts a finger inside of him. He strokes slowly and Taemin wriggles under the touch, trying to force Jonghyun to move faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Come on&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;quot; he moans out loudly and Jonghyun smirks. He starts to move farther in and back, causing Taemin to whimper with every movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second finger goes in roughly and Taemin groans loudly in pleasure as he takes hold of the bed sheets. Jonghyun moves at a faster pace and Taemin pushes back frantically. Jonghyun chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Do you want me, Taemin?&amp;quot; he asks, putting his lips to Taemin&apos;s ear.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes,&amp;quot; he moans out as Jonghyun pushes his fingers deeper inside of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Then beg for me,&amp;quot; Jonghyun replies moving roughly inside of him and Taemin mewls in pleasure.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Please,&amp;quot; he says breathlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&apos;m not convinced,&amp;quot; Jonghyun says, getting nearer and nearer to his prostate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Please&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;quot; he tries again hoping he sounds as needy as he feels but Jonghyun&apos;s still not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Please who?&amp;quot; he says, grinning as Taemin becomes short of breath. His fingers change patterns, becoming scissor like in movement and Taemin&apos;s eyes close at the feeling as he chokes on the words he had opened his mouth to say. &amp;quot;Come on&amp;hellip; please &lt;em&gt;who&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;P-please m-master,&amp;quot; Taemin says through pants, eyes still closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Please master &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;quot; Jonghyun asks. Taemin lets out his loudest moan yet and it&apos;s filled with frustration. Jonghyun&apos;s fingers are doing nothing to help his coherency and he knows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&apos;m waiting Taemin,&amp;quot; Jonghyun whispers roughly. &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Beg me&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;God please&lt;/em&gt; master fuck me,&amp;quot; Taemin cries out desperately. &amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Fuck me now&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun&apos;s cock hardens at the words and he smirks. Enough stalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Now &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;was persuasive,&amp;quot; he says, kissing his ear. He moves off of Taemin, stripping off his first layer of clothing and Taemin watches, moaning impatiently as he sees the bulge in Jonghyun&apos;s boxers. Jonghyun smirks, removes the last of his clothes and climbs back on top of Taemin. He enters Taemin in two quick rough movements, and the younger boy groans in pleasure, gripping the bed sheets tighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Move&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;quot; he begs and Jonghyun obliges, thrusting hard. Taemin buries his head into his pillow and continues to whine in pleasure and Jonghyun feels completely aroused at the sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Louder Taemin,&amp;quot; he says, gripping Taemin&apos;s hips and slamming into him harder and Taemin can&apos;t help but scream into the pillow, digging into the mattress with his nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;Yes&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;quot; he moans out, hips jerking in rhythm with Jonghyun&apos;s movement. &amp;quot;Oh God don&apos;t stop.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun goes in deeper and Taemin lets out a cry, breathing deeply and Jonghyun knows he&apos;s found his spot. He keeps thrusting until the only sounds coming from Taemin&apos;s mouth are words he can&apos;t understand. Taemin&apos;s body is becoming stiffer by the minute. He&apos;s close.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With one more hard thrust he sends Taemin over the edge. He screams Jonghyun&apos;s name into the pillow, quivering until he&apos;s finishing spilling all over the sheets. Jonghyun comes shortly afterward, groaning into Taemin&apos;s ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jonghyun&apos;s breathing is stable again he pulls out of Taemin, falls onto the mattress, and sighs with satisfaction. Taemin rolls over and snuggles against him and Jonghyun throws an arm over his waist. The younger male is still breathing hard, soaked with sweat, and pieces of wing are stuck to his face from moisture. Jonghyun smiles and kisses his forehead as he watches as Taemin&apos;s breathing steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I don&apos;t think we should use this outfit very often,&amp;quot; Taemin says after a while, face buried into Jonghyun&apos;s shoulder and Jonghyun laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;That&apos;s fine, there&apos;s another one I wanted to try out anyway,&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin groans and throws the sheets over his head.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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