Goodbye, my angel.
So I miss you (I think of you) and I need you (every day)
I can still hear your voice
Come back to me (I don’t have anyone) Come back to my side (but you)
You’re like an angel
Showing posts with label fanfiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fanfiction. Show all posts
2014/03/10
1004
It was October when he left me. Afterwards I was in a state of shock, a state of not knowing how to keep living without him. He was my light in the darkness. He was the reason why I lived. He was everything to me. I spent every day with him, I spent every night with him. And now I miss him every day and every night. It's not the same without him. I depended on him and he just left. Why? Why do I deserve to be left like this? Whenever our paths cross, he ignores me and treats me completely differently than he did before. Am I not important anymore? Did the love he felt leave? Did he ever love me? I miss him so much and I feel so pathetic and weak for feeling this way when he doesn't even care about me. He was my angel. My angel who just left me and went away. He was the only one I wanted to love me. Now I have to go on without him but I just can't. I can't live without him. I don't know how, I feel like such a fool. I want him to come back but I know that it will never happen. I will never be able to look in those loving eyes. Look at me I beg every time but he just won't. Come back to me. How can I live on? But he just ignores me. Like I mean nothing to him. He used to be my angel. I feel like dying without him. I can't sleep at night because whenever I close my eyes I see his lovely face. I can't do anything without him. I can't live anymore. I just can't. I should let go.
Goodbye, my angel.
Goodbye, my angel.
2014/02/18
I am your guardian angel
seho | ~1.7k | fluff, a little angst?
I promised you to be there for you and I will. Always. I am your guardian angel, don't you know?
It's been a year. Exactly one year since his death. Time went by so fast, for Sehun it felt rather like a few weeks, maybe even just a few days. Everyone was moving on with their lives, but Sehun was still stuck in that moment he found out about his death. It was a car accident. How ironic, he always used to be such a careful driver. Sehun couldn't understand why it had to happen. He asked himself everyday why it had to happen. Why him? Why had it to happen to a person he loved so much that he actually wanted to spend the rest of his life with this person? He is... was so precious. So gentle and friendly. Perfect on the inside and on the outside. Sehun had never met such a kind person before. Every time he thought of his sincere smile that was able to brighten every dark corner of his life, he had to start crying. Even though he told himself not to, he couldn't prevent at least one tear from escaping his eye. He had told everyone that he was alright, that he would be fine in a few months and would start living his life normally again. But he just couldn't. How could anyone be able to not think of the person they loved on a daily basis? Especially when they have lost the person they love in such a tragic kind of way? He was the one who saved him from the darkness and it seemed like he was also the reason he fell back into the darkness. I thought you were my guardian angel... Sehun couldn't help but also feel a little angry. He came into his life, changing everything, and he left his life, changing everything again. It was confusing how one person could change everything in your life. Especially Sehun's life. Sehun had never thought that that was even possible. Before they had met, Sehun used to be a very pessimistic person. He was frustrated and depressed 24/7. He hated his job, he wasn't really close to any of his friends and he didn't keep in touch with his family. He was a lonely person. He rarely went out. While all his collegues from work were having a blast, he would stay home, watch TV, read or just sleep early. He didn't know what happiness was until Sehun saw him. They met at a coffee shop.
"Chocolate coffee's ready!" the barista announced. Sehun went to the counter to grab the steaming bevarage, but someone seemed to have the same idea as him and their hands touched. Sehun lifted his head up to look into a handsome face decorated with a soft smile and warm eyes looking back at him.
"I think this is mine." said the man standing next to him, Sehun's hand was still resting over the other one's. In that moment the barista behind the counter brought another cup of chocolate coffee.
"And here's the second one!" the young barista exclaimed with a wink and was off doing another coffee.
"Oh..." mumbled Sehun, blushing as he removed his hand. He grabbed the other cup, the temperature of the drink soothing its way into his left hand. "I'm sorry."
"Oh, it's fine, really." replied the man with a gentle smile. "It's no wonder we both ordered a chocolate coffee, they're the best sort of coffee anyways." he laughed a little and took a sip from his drink, closing his eyes and audibly liking the taste of it.
2014/02/14
Why Baekhyun hates Valentine's Day
baekyeol, minor taoris | ~3.1k | humour, fluff, idk
Baekhyun hates Valentine's Day. He also hates Chanyeol's silliness.
[read my other Valentine's Day Special] You're Ugly And I Like You
[Preview]
Maybe he really wanted someone to cuddle with on Valentine's Day but he would never admit that to his friend Chanyeol.
Park Chanyeol – the guy who was such a dork, who constantly tripped over his own two feet and whose silly grin in calculus class made Baekhyun want to slam his own face into a wall.
Chanyeol who got at least one valentines card from 'xoxo anonymous' every year on February 14 and Baekhyun wanted to know so badly who was so dumb to send the most awkward guy at school a pink card with dozens of little red hearts on it that rather looked like red deformed somethings.
Baekhyun hates Valentine's Day. He also hates Chanyeol's silliness.
[read my other Valentine's Day Special] You're Ugly And I Like You
[Preview]
Maybe he really wanted someone to cuddle with on Valentine's Day but he would never admit that to his friend Chanyeol.
Park Chanyeol – the guy who was such a dork, who constantly tripped over his own two feet and whose silly grin in calculus class made Baekhyun want to slam his own face into a wall.
Chanyeol who got at least one valentines card from 'xoxo anonymous' every year on February 14 and Baekhyun wanted to know so badly who was so dumb to send the most awkward guy at school a pink card with dozens of little red hearts on it that rather looked like red deformed somethings.
You're Ugly And I Like You
sehun + you | ~2.2k | humour, fluff, romance, silly love story that's not funny
When you receive insulting valentines cards.
[read my other Valentine's Day Special] Why Baekhyun hates Valentine's Day
"Okay. This is enough. Who did this?"
Everyone in the hallway turned their faces in my direction and looked at me weirdly.
I don't understand why because clearly I was in the position to look weirdly at them.
Someone had been sending me the weirdest valentines cards ever in the past couple of days. You'd think the letters were cute because the cards are pink and have cheesy pictures of teddies on them. But inside it always said something like: "Have you taken a look in the mirror yet? You are so ugly, even you yourself would turn blind." Or: "I don't know why I even bother to tell you how ugly you are, your ugliness clearly messes with my head."
"If this is supposed to be romantic, I am so gonna punch that idiot in the face", I angrily mumbled under my breath, furiously ripping the stupid pink card into hundreds of tiny little pieces.
"Ugly, my ass. The person who chooses stupid teddy bear cards must be ugly as hell."
I didn't notice how the person I hated the most approached from behind.
"He probably chose them because they resemble you."
I quickly turned around to glare at the boy who was casually leaning against the locker next to mine, a cocky smirk playing around his lips.
When you receive insulting valentines cards.
[read my other Valentine's Day Special] Why Baekhyun hates Valentine's Day
"Okay. This is enough. Who did this?"
Everyone in the hallway turned their faces in my direction and looked at me weirdly.
I don't understand why because clearly I was in the position to look weirdly at them.
Someone had been sending me the weirdest valentines cards ever in the past couple of days. You'd think the letters were cute because the cards are pink and have cheesy pictures of teddies on them. But inside it always said something like: "Have you taken a look in the mirror yet? You are so ugly, even you yourself would turn blind." Or: "I don't know why I even bother to tell you how ugly you are, your ugliness clearly messes with my head."
"If this is supposed to be romantic, I am so gonna punch that idiot in the face", I angrily mumbled under my breath, furiously ripping the stupid pink card into hundreds of tiny little pieces.
"Ugly, my ass. The person who chooses stupid teddy bear cards must be ugly as hell."
I didn't notice how the person I hated the most approached from behind.
"He probably chose them because they resemble you."
I quickly turned around to glare at the boy who was casually leaning against the locker next to mine, a cocky smirk playing around his lips.
2014/02/05
i promised
block b/lc9 | ~2.4k | action, angst | gangAU
In a dark alley of Hongdae in Seoul two gangs are having a brutal fight. When LC9 face Block B, can leader Rasa keep his promise?
The thunder was roaring above our heads as rain was pouring down, wetting the streets of Hongdae. The water droplets ran down my bare arms and I flexed my muscles in the cool breeze, ready to attack and take another blow if necessary. We were in a dark back alley behind some poorly looking housing complex, our seven rivals standing in front of us with grim expressions on their faces which were smeared over with blood and dirt.
One of the guys was called Zico and he had a big scratch that went from his left eye down to his upper lip that I had placed there earlier. He was the leader of the seven guys who called themselves Block B, a gang that was quite known here in the area. They existed for already a pretty long time compared to us, LC9, a newly formed gang. We were short-handed against them since we were only five boys. Originally our gang had six members, but AO was too young to fight along with us. I wouldn't let him get involved and beaten up. No, I wouldn't want him to get hurt. In contrast to Block B's leader I cared too much about my friends, I would always try to prevent them getting badly hurt. AO kept telling me that he's old enough, that he wanted to fight against Block B at our side and that he didn't want to hide. I always replied by patting him on his blonde locks and busying myself with more important things again which always made him angry and frustrated. But I didn't want to discuss any options. The only option was to keep him safe. I promised that... And I will keep my promise.
Over the loud sound of the rain I could hear Eden growling. He was the one of us who hated Block B the most and instead of talking he rather let his fists speak for him. If I didn't keep an eye on him during every fight, he might even kill one of our enemies one day. Not that I would have minded, I loathed them, too, but if we killed one of them the cops would eventually find out and that meant having to go back to jail again. And never would I want to return there again. I'd rather die.
In a dark alley of Hongdae in Seoul two gangs are having a brutal fight. When LC9 face Block B, can leader Rasa keep his promise?
The thunder was roaring above our heads as rain was pouring down, wetting the streets of Hongdae. The water droplets ran down my bare arms and I flexed my muscles in the cool breeze, ready to attack and take another blow if necessary. We were in a dark back alley behind some poorly looking housing complex, our seven rivals standing in front of us with grim expressions on their faces which were smeared over with blood and dirt.
One of the guys was called Zico and he had a big scratch that went from his left eye down to his upper lip that I had placed there earlier. He was the leader of the seven guys who called themselves Block B, a gang that was quite known here in the area. They existed for already a pretty long time compared to us, LC9, a newly formed gang. We were short-handed against them since we were only five boys. Originally our gang had six members, but AO was too young to fight along with us. I wouldn't let him get involved and beaten up. No, I wouldn't want him to get hurt. In contrast to Block B's leader I cared too much about my friends, I would always try to prevent them getting badly hurt. AO kept telling me that he's old enough, that he wanted to fight against Block B at our side and that he didn't want to hide. I always replied by patting him on his blonde locks and busying myself with more important things again which always made him angry and frustrated. But I didn't want to discuss any options. The only option was to keep him safe. I promised that... And I will keep my promise.
Over the loud sound of the rain I could hear Eden growling. He was the one of us who hated Block B the most and instead of talking he rather let his fists speak for him. If I didn't keep an eye on him during every fight, he might even kill one of our enemies one day. Not that I would have minded, I loathed them, too, but if we killed one of them the cops would eventually find out and that meant having to go back to jail again. And never would I want to return there again. I'd rather die.
passion and lust (2/?)
tao/xiumin | ~1.2k | fluff, angst, smut????
about tao, who is a stripper, who meets xiumin, who is a stripper, at a library.
part 1
The next morning, when Tao opened his eyes and first thing he did was stare at the grey ceiling of his shabby apartment, he had the sudden realisation that he wanted to change his life. He couldn't be hoping and waiting for prince charming to come around the corner eventually and pick him up on his horse. No, he was a grown up man and he should take things in his own hands. He should finally start with what he really wanted to do and that definitely didn't include being a stripper and dancer at some club. Even though he knew he had to keep his job at the club, he wanted to change other aspects of his life. One of the many things he regretted was making a contract with his boss, which compelled him to working at the club for a certain amount of time. At least he wouldn't have to worry about a workplace, unless his boss suddenly decided he's had enough of him and fired him. But maybe he would be completely fine with that, although it scared him not to know what would happen after that. He had always felt kind of secure in his little apartment, knowing in the next few hours he would have to work at the club and then come back to the apartment again to drown himself in sleep. That's pretty much all he'd ever done. Until now. Until now, that he decided he wouldn't go on like this anymore. And the next thing that Tao could think of was getting ready and going to the nearby library.
As a child he loved to read books. He loved reading on and on for hours and hours until his eye lids would get heavy and he eventually fell asleep, curled up in his blankets. But after running away from home, after his life turned dark, he denied himself of all the things that used to make him happy. It just seemed pointless to him. He had lost his hope after all.
about tao, who is a stripper, who meets xiumin, who is a stripper, at a library.
part 1
The next morning, when Tao opened his eyes and first thing he did was stare at the grey ceiling of his shabby apartment, he had the sudden realisation that he wanted to change his life. He couldn't be hoping and waiting for prince charming to come around the corner eventually and pick him up on his horse. No, he was a grown up man and he should take things in his own hands. He should finally start with what he really wanted to do and that definitely didn't include being a stripper and dancer at some club. Even though he knew he had to keep his job at the club, he wanted to change other aspects of his life. One of the many things he regretted was making a contract with his boss, which compelled him to working at the club for a certain amount of time. At least he wouldn't have to worry about a workplace, unless his boss suddenly decided he's had enough of him and fired him. But maybe he would be completely fine with that, although it scared him not to know what would happen after that. He had always felt kind of secure in his little apartment, knowing in the next few hours he would have to work at the club and then come back to the apartment again to drown himself in sleep. That's pretty much all he'd ever done. Until now. Until now, that he decided he wouldn't go on like this anymore. And the next thing that Tao could think of was getting ready and going to the nearby library.
As a child he loved to read books. He loved reading on and on for hours and hours until his eye lids would get heavy and he eventually fell asleep, curled up in his blankets. But after running away from home, after his life turned dark, he denied himself of all the things that used to make him happy. It just seemed pointless to him. He had lost his hope after all.
passion and lust (1/?)
tao/xiumin | ~1.2k | fluff, angst, smut????
about tao, who is a stripper, who meets xiumin, who is a stripper, at a library.
Tao had had enough of his boss telling him he should get rid of that bored face, while doing his performances, or else he'd fire him and that meant Tao had to live on the streets, since he had never experienced a proper school career and never graduated high school. He regretted dropping out so early to start a job at a strip club. He regretted not listening to his friend Kris, who had warned him not to run away from home. But he did it nevertheless and now look at what he had become: a young man, who was a stripper at a classy club, with a shabby and small apartment, but no friends.
Tonight was his day off - unwillingly, because his boss had literally kicked him out of the club, after Tao had refused to give a private show for a regular guest. But that night he just wasn't in the mood to be ogled at from head to toes. He wasn't in the mood for a greedy old man to touch him, just because he thought he could do with Tao whatever he wanted, even though he was at a high-class strip club, not at a brothel.
So Tao had taken his duffel bag from his locker and stormed out of the fitting room, not glancing back at his boss even once. It wouldn't be his problem, if his boss hadn't found a replacement for him tonight.
The cool breeze rushed through his blonde hair and Tao looked up at the night sky. A sense of freedom spiked up inside of him and a small smile formed on his lips. How he wished he could really be free. Not bound to being a stripper. He actually envied people with a normal life, not a pathetic kind of life he had to live. He wished he would meet the man of his dreams, move into a nice apartment, quit his job and never have to worry about a thing again, because there would be a person, who loved him for who he was and who took care of him.
about tao, who is a stripper, who meets xiumin, who is a stripper, at a library.
Tao had had enough of his boss telling him he should get rid of that bored face, while doing his performances, or else he'd fire him and that meant Tao had to live on the streets, since he had never experienced a proper school career and never graduated high school. He regretted dropping out so early to start a job at a strip club. He regretted not listening to his friend Kris, who had warned him not to run away from home. But he did it nevertheless and now look at what he had become: a young man, who was a stripper at a classy club, with a shabby and small apartment, but no friends.
Tonight was his day off - unwillingly, because his boss had literally kicked him out of the club, after Tao had refused to give a private show for a regular guest. But that night he just wasn't in the mood to be ogled at from head to toes. He wasn't in the mood for a greedy old man to touch him, just because he thought he could do with Tao whatever he wanted, even though he was at a high-class strip club, not at a brothel.
So Tao had taken his duffel bag from his locker and stormed out of the fitting room, not glancing back at his boss even once. It wouldn't be his problem, if his boss hadn't found a replacement for him tonight.
The cool breeze rushed through his blonde hair and Tao looked up at the night sky. A sense of freedom spiked up inside of him and a small smile formed on his lips. How he wished he could really be free. Not bound to being a stripper. He actually envied people with a normal life, not a pathetic kind of life he had to live. He wished he would meet the man of his dreams, move into a nice apartment, quit his job and never have to worry about a thing again, because there would be a person, who loved him for who he was and who took care of him.
heat and ice cream
sehun/jongin | ~2k | smut
After craving Jongin's body for months, Sehun finds himself begging for the other boy's dick in the storage room of an ice cream shop.
It was another hot day on Exo Planet. Sehun woke up, stifling a big yawn, and made his way towards the bathroom. After washing up, he went outside to greet his neighbour Yixing, who stood in his front yard and watered the big sunflowers growing there.
“Hello Sehun. Had a good sleep?”, asked his Chinese neighbour, forever being a little absent and dense, his eyes darting back to a tall sunflower, gently stroking over its leaves.
Sehun lightly cleared his throat, trying to get Yixing's attention back. “Yeah, it's a little hot this summer though, so especially at night it's unbearable to sleep wrapped in a blanket. I had to get up five times to fetch me some water and sooth my dry throat.
”Mhm...”, mumbled Yixing, showing that he had heard Sehun, but kept on looking after his plants, occasionally stroking the leaves or whispering soothing words to his lovely flowers.
Sehun internally sighed and left is front yard, walking down the street of the tiny neighbourhood he was living in. Exo Planet was a small orb, big enough for three million inhabitants. Sehun lived on the side of the planet where it was always warm. It was especially hot this summer, though. Nothing like its inhabitants had experienced before.
Sehun was on his way to Jongin. Jongin was a waiter at a little ice cream shop, and not only wanted Sehun to see his secret crush, it wouldn't hurt to eat a huge bowl of ice cream in this awfully hot summer heat.
After craving Jongin's body for months, Sehun finds himself begging for the other boy's dick in the storage room of an ice cream shop.
It was another hot day on Exo Planet. Sehun woke up, stifling a big yawn, and made his way towards the bathroom. After washing up, he went outside to greet his neighbour Yixing, who stood in his front yard and watered the big sunflowers growing there.
“Hello Sehun. Had a good sleep?”, asked his Chinese neighbour, forever being a little absent and dense, his eyes darting back to a tall sunflower, gently stroking over its leaves.
Sehun lightly cleared his throat, trying to get Yixing's attention back. “Yeah, it's a little hot this summer though, so especially at night it's unbearable to sleep wrapped in a blanket. I had to get up five times to fetch me some water and sooth my dry throat.
”Mhm...”, mumbled Yixing, showing that he had heard Sehun, but kept on looking after his plants, occasionally stroking the leaves or whispering soothing words to his lovely flowers.
Sehun internally sighed and left is front yard, walking down the street of the tiny neighbourhood he was living in. Exo Planet was a small orb, big enough for three million inhabitants. Sehun lived on the side of the planet where it was always warm. It was especially hot this summer, though. Nothing like its inhabitants had experienced before.
Sehun was on his way to Jongin. Jongin was a waiter at a little ice cream shop, and not only wanted Sehun to see his secret crush, it wouldn't hurt to eat a huge bowl of ice cream in this awfully hot summer heat.
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