Honeymoon, Avenue. | 0/1 M | Drama, Angst, , One-Sided ( Tiffany one-sided love ), Romance, Verbal/Possible Abuse:
I have to admit, I wasn’t the happiest when I found out that I was going to be forced to marry a man I knew nothing about. I didn’t exactly see this in my “future” I had already planned the moment my business started flourishing, nor did I want to have to fake being happy around my friends and younger brothers. But I can’t explain it… I don’t know what it was? Maybe it was your features? Could it have been how elevated and muscular you looked? Or maybe even the way you appeared professional and admirable when it came to your behavior, along with the glint in your eyes? I found myself hopelessly following behind you the first few months, planning out our engagement as I gave in to the act you gave me. But it started to go down hill from there. You took my heart so quickly, you made me feel so secured and helplessly in love with you that when you started to act up – disappearing many days throughout the week, missing important meetings, or even snapping at me; I took it as you being stress. But I became more fearful as the weeks went by. I could see it in your eyes, how much you didn’t want to be here and well, how helpless and pathetic I looked making you dinner in hopes that you’d stay the night. Why did I have to beg my fiancé to stay home with me? Was I that greedy and foolish for your love? You get upset whenever a man looks my way, but I see nothing but women in your phone? And yet, I deal with it. I bottle it all inside and put on a smile, weakly kissing your cheek and mumbling words of emptiness. I feel miserable, but whenever you look at me, whenever you turn around before you close the door – I always hope for a smile I had seen before we hit rock bottom. But it never comes… Can’t we go back to how we used to be?.
Sister from another mother. | 1/1 F | Friendship, Adventure:
We go way back, back to the days where "circle yes or no" was popular in our school. We grew up together, always played in mud or beat up boys together. Nothing could break us. Even now, our bond has grown so much over the years, whenever I come home and see you on my couch, I casually go to my room with no worries. I tell you everything, and you tell me everything.
Sway. | 2/2 M| Slight Romance, Adventure, Friendship, Comedy: Julien / Jonghyun
Why did I even sign up for dance lessons? God, this is embarrassing, and the fact that you’re laughing at my mistakes and calling them “cute” is more laughable on your part. I took this class in order to help relieve me of the stress I feel, or the lonely nights I end up spending every other day. Gradually, I find myself getting better every time we take the chance in getting together and practicing our dance routine more – but I also get to know more about you. And… You’re more interesting than the music we sensually move to. I find myself getting lost in the dance and often, your eyes as well.
Mix-Up. | 0/3 M/F | Comedy, Adventure, Slice of Life, Friendship:
It’s been years since I’ve been sending letters to the same address, on every date that I was able to be “free”, and send these letters to a dear friend of mine. That friend of mine had ended up moving, without me knowing or realizing it – so the letters from me had continued to be sent to the same address, which is where you currently live. Instead of throwing away these letters that were probably aggravating you, you took it upon yourself to send me a response and enlighten me on the little mix up that had been going on for weeks now. Somehow, something as simple as that, had a started a beautiful friendship between the both of us. And well, to keep it short and sweet, we write each other regularly.
Fourfiveseconds. | 2/3 M/F | Slight Comedy, Angst, Friendship:
You're a little troublemaker! Whenever I look up, you're either in need of some sort of help, or calling me from the police station. I don't get why you feel the need to bring yourself down so low, when you're better than this. I know you get tired of hearing me scold you, but what else can I do? You don't want to listen to me, or your parents - or anyone else that tries to offer help because "you know it all". But when you get in trouble, who do you call?
Grown. | 0/1 M | Younger than Tiffany, :
I was honestly a little flustered when you came to my house late at night, knocking on my door furiously as if you were getting chased. Since I had known you, I was quick to let you in and make sure you were alright. But that was far from my worries… You had suddenly confessed to me how you couldn’t control yourself anymore, and how you needed my assistance in helping you… ually. Of course I thought you were drunk, since you were indeed young and it was late. But you pleaded, push me against the wall and humped me until the both of us couldn’t take it anymore. You were tired of me seeing you as a “child”, tired of me treating you as if you weren’t like the men I had in my life. I’m not the type to mess around with young men, but no matter how many times I tell you to stop, you constantly show me up. Visiting my workplace, the mall—putting me on hush mode and taking control of the situation.
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