“We could’ve died.” Kyuhyun nonchalantly lit a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth. “Although, I guess, if you were alone, you could probably get away. Being able to turn invisible and all.”

Feeling wasn’t a program. They didn’t have hearts. Nothing was supposed to be real.

Kibum had filled out nicely—Donghae never saw Kibum’s awkward stages, doubted they even existed.

Jongwoon’s just a rockstar, he doesn’t pay attention to any of his fans. Well, most of his fans…

Kyuhyun wonders if fighting with doormats is the mature way to handle this. Not that he’s mature.

“Omi, get me a fish!” Kimiko shouted.

it was hard, falling down, and he couldn’t stop spinning. god, if only he had some control over himself.

they’re young and in the back of hyukjae’s car.

The sun is setting and Stan can’t see it in the distance.

Bolin just has a crush on Iroh. No big deal.