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Give all.

(Again not fanfiction, just writing)

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I think that’s it.

I don’t think that my brain can configure the dreams of delight anymore.

It’s tired. It exhausted of hoping and wishing with no results.

I’m tired. I’m exhausted of hoping and wishing with no results.

My brain is promising something that’s so out of reach.

Am I capable of it?

What if I can’t.

Me X h/n (this is NOT a y/n type fanfiction I will be using I/me pronouns)

Me and him

(A/n: this a dream that I had with a little extra. This is for me and half a vent. This is purely based on my desires and imagination. SLOW BURN if you wanna see what I think about daily! NO SPICE)

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I’m not sure where I met him. He somehow managed to appear in my life. I’m not complaining though.

H/n has hazel eyes and a wide smile. A sharp jawline and brown hair. He’s not a thug type of Mexican. He’s the nice type. He’s the everything I desire. His mini mustache and bushy eyebrows make me smile. His caring spirit and his romantic nature makes me swoon. H/n is perfect.

I’m not sure where it started but h/n started talking to me about random stuff he likes. I was already hooked the first time he started talking to me. Who knew while his golden eyes tell me stories of his childhood I would be daydreaming of him kissing me while the moonlights gaze upon our faces.

I sigh as I think about him laying in my bed for what seems to be unfortunately minutes which turn into hours of countless thinking.

How could I think of him for this long but never have the guts to speak when he opens his mouth to tell me something like waterfalls gushing out. He spills all his thoughts to me while I say shallow things straight to his face.

I felt like I was doing it to myself. But while I was thinking I look into the hallway and see the clock for what time it really was.

6:56. The evening time. I don’t know what I did to get this feeling.

Next morning, don’t know how I got here or when. But I’m somewhere. Maybe all the daydreaming had me thinking again while I got lost.

He’s talking again. And all hell goes loose in my head. I don’t remember what I was thinking or what I was doing.

He waves in front of my face and spoke to see if I was okay

I respond and say sorry. I laugh. He touched my thigh with his slightly and my heart begins to race all over again.

He talks and talks for minutes and I just listen. I love listening to his voice. It’s angelic and fuzzy. It helps you get a warm feeling in my stomach.

It’s that moment when I start to dream of daisies. Something warm in my heart rises. Dreams of us together. Picnics, roses, food. Smiling. It would turn my smile into endless joy.

Who knew you could feel this much things when you come into contact with the guy of your dreams.

My stomach overflows with the same amount of butterflies as flowers in a sunflower field.

I’m not sure how I get to another place. We are close.

We are staring straight at each other. Once again, listening to him talk to me. Like saints speaking that a blessing coming your way is tomorrow. I find him staring, spacing out. We’re talking.

I’m sensitive. My heart starts to feel sad. Heart pounding anguish hits my bones. But it’s all okay. He touched my leg. His hand on it.

His touch makes my skin burn. Crawling as I smile.

At that moment I wanted him to kiss me. I’m imagining it. But it won’t happen. Looking into his eyes was possibly the best thing I could ever dream for.

Now it’s right in front of me. Envisioning leaning in. My lips on his.

All fading to black I figure it was only one pure sight that I might not have when I wake up.

Who knew that when you feel like this. When you desire like this. Endure like this.

It comes right back.

Gwi Nam X Cheong-San! Lover AU!

K-drama: All of us are dead

How could we?

BL/Yaoi : if you don’t like CLICK OFF! : Fluff! Angst!

A/n: I wrote this at school again.😭

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Gwi Nam was chasing Cheong San down the hallway. Cheong San running for his life with all the zombies around him.

Yoon was only chasing Cheong because he wanted the phone. He never wanted to kill anyone. He had to because the principal wouldn’t shut up. His thoughts raced. How could he get the phone, I don’t want to go to jail.

Cheong San was beginning to reach an exit through a fire escape when Yoon caught up to him. He pinned him against the wall.

“Please Cheong. All I want is the phone.” He looked dearly into Cheong San’s eyes. Cheong reacted, struggling in surprise but heart racing none of the less.

“Please.” He said in a breathy whisper tone. “I don’t want to have to do this.” Cheong was scared that Yoon would hurt him. But he knew better.

It took cheong-San a minute, but he handed him the phone. Gwi smiled.

“Thank you, my love.” The sound of pure endearment hit his voice and Cheong-San smiled. He looked deeply into his eyes for a minute than snapped out of it.

“U-um..” He barely had enough time before Gwi kissed his soft lips. He made a hum noise as he slowly kissed passionately.

Gwi’s hand wraps around cheong’s waist. Cheong reached his hands over his neck and pulls his head closer.

A jerk in Cheong’s body. Dread filled his head. His ears. His face. Gei stopped to see what happened.

A bite mark. On cheong’s side. And soon enough, dread washed over Gwi too.

“No! Nonononono. You’ll be okay.” He kept repeating that even when he knew it wouldn’t. Cheong’s eyes were getting heavier and his body limp.

Tears formed in gwi’s eyes. “Cheong…Cheong..”

He held Cheong up as he fell. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Tears streaming down his face. He wouldn’t accept the truth. He knew there was nothing he could do.

Soft hair paired with aching fingertips are amazing

That final hug I waited so long for

I fear for long

I won’t be the same

I can’t be the same

Not after you.

Pair the hearts of two and become one.

Never turn the opposite direction and put a foot out.

Let me lie with you

Today I looked outside and reminisced.

Today I got up and tried.