Japaneko

 The room wasn't dark anymore, but pale blue. Neko just sat ominously on the side of the bed, looking up at him as he entered. He sat on the other side of the bed and just gripped his hands. It seemed like a long time before anyone said anything. "Neko...chan..." his voice was quiet and hoarse. She smirked, tearfully. "You said..." "Look, Jun took my phone." He forced the words out slowly. "He send messages. I-I did not send them! See?" He frantically whipped out his phone and showed her all the ones he had sent to Jun, that were in turn forwarded to her. She frowned, laying the phone down gently on his bed. "But I feel bad, too. I was s

 Donghae couldn't sleep, as usual. He was the weakest of the members because he was always the one that never got enough sleep. He often got less than Leeteuk, so Donghae's life revolved around naps, exercise, and caffeine to keep himself healthy and awake from lack of rest. He always had nightmares. They never were about anything realistic usually, just demon attacks and creepy faces always watching him, stalking him, or trying to kill him. Donghae jolted awake, entire body slick with brimming sweat. His chest heaved up and down and he felt like a huge weight had been sitting on it. The room he shared with Shindong was entirely dark, and

   Kiseop was having a panic attack, having listened to what Alexander had told him about the messages. His face was plastered with a mixture of fear and worry, but with hints of anger and vengeance. They were running around, looking for SOMEBODY. Kiseop leaned against the elevator wall, sliding down to the floor. Alexander kicked him in the ass. "Get up, idiot! What are you doing!?" "I can't run anymore...I can't...I don't know what to do!" "Okay..." Alexander breathed deeply and slowly, trying to calm down. "Think. How can we fix this?" "What were the messages again?"   Xander thought hard. "Um...Do not message me. We are done. Go

"So...you aren't afraid of anything?" "I'm not telling." "Kyu! That's not fair!" --   You huddled on the floor, shivering, staring at the fake spider like it was going to move. And it did. And you screamed.   Then you heard laughing. "CHO KYUHYUN GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!"   The laughter became so much louder, and suddenly your boyfriend stumbled from around the corner. He held a clear string in one hand, winding it and the spider around his hand. He was laughing, and the laugh you had fallen in love with was also the laugh that usually meant he had done something mean and mischievous. "Neh? You called?"   You sat on the floor and

   Eli acted like he was relaxing with a drink, but he was really looking for Val. She had run off, and he had tried to call her but no answer. He was really getting worried, mostly because he now looked like every guy a this party from behind. Especially with his shirt off. Damn him and his perfect physique. Maybe she'd recognize his butt out of everyone else's.   Maybe. ["Eli-hyung!"] Jun came running at him, shirt billowing in the wind. Eli was surprised he actually OWNED a freaking shirt, let alone have one at a pool party. [ "What?"] Jun came panting at his side, holding on to the bar counter. Eli saw the bruise under his eye and re

   The party was a little less rowdy then imagined, mostly people drinking by the pool in gaudy bathing suits and Ukiss music. Paparazzi was sparse, and not too intruding. While eyeing glistening guys in bathing shorts as they swam around them like so many sexy sharks,  Ama and Val were sitting in lounge chairs, waiting for Kevin and Eli to appear. It had been on their minds to talk with them ever since the press conference ended mostly because they felt deeply offended. Ama was okay with the MV to a point, she just wanted Kevin to have protested. Val on the other hand was thoroughly uncomfortable with the whole thing.  They weren't sure how

    Eunhyuk sat at the kitchen table, studying a bunch of papers for so long now that the words seemed to rub and blend together. He had been doing this for hours, sorting and reading and signing; how Leeteuk did this all the time he had no idea. He was so tired, but he had to do it. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, adjusting his glasses and reading again. His head had even started to hurt from all that fine print reading. "Oppa? Arent you done yet?"   Eunhyuk glanced up at his girlfriend, blinking heavily. She was in pajamas and looked so cute, especially since she was wearing one of his shirts that was too big for her. He smiled and shook

~Lazy Mornings~ Markiplier X Reader Oneshot ~kittydividerplz (https://www.deviantart.com/kittydividerplz):iconkittydivider2plz::iconkittydivider3plz::iconkittydivider4plz::iconkittydividerrbow2plz: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ In this story you are around 23-25 years old. Enjoy! ^^ The bright morning light shined through the curtains on to my face, making me squint as I tried to wake up. Rubbing my eyes awake, I turned on my side and saw that my boyfriend of three years was still fast asleep next to me. Poor guy. I know he stayed up pretty late editing his videos, but he got it done. I wasn’t surprised that he decided to sleep in today. Since I didn’t have work today, I res

    Adorable.    That was probably the only word Mark could use to describe you. Also cute. Teensy. Maybe even going so far as to say kawaii.    You didn't know this, of course. It was bred into your personality for so long that it didn't seem like anything new.    "Mark!" you called from the kitchen in his house. Mark looked over at you from his position on the couch.    "Yo," he said. "What's up?"    "I'm hungry." You lay your head sideways on the counter and slouched back on your feet. "Food." Mark chuckled and stood up.    "Get up, then, you dingus, and make something," he told you as he walked towards the kitchen.    "Mark."    "

This is based off of this video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BsHsNd5Sgoc Enjoy! Sitting on Mark's couch while watching South Park, you listened to Mark complain and rage about the game Monstrum about how the steam and ghost were always the cause of him failing the game, it made you concerned because he was still sick and shouldn't be playing the game that makes him rage, but not like the game 'I am toast' where it took you 5 hours to calm him down. Letting out a gentle sigh, you placed the remote down and went upstairs to his gaming room to see him looking down at the floor while groaning, his screen held the game Monstrum that said 'Y

Eunhyuk sat perched on his bed, just staring out the window as the rain slammed against his glass windows. He sighed and just laid back down against the mattress. A flash of lightening tore across the sky and illuminated the boy's dark room for a mere second before all went dark again. He clucked his tongue and turned onto his side to face the wall. He tossed and turned but no matter what he did he couldn't get him out of his head. Finally giving up, Eunhyuk sat back up on his bed and reached over to his bed side table to grab his cell phone. He quickly flipped it open and just looked closely at the screen. There on the screen was himself an

    You watched his lips move in mute fascination, the thin, pale petals flowing over antiquated terms. You learned on the hard oak table while your chin was cupped in your palm. You vaguely understood that Sebastian was discussing that Shakespeare fellow, but you couldn't care less. All you needed to know was that gorgeous cardinal eyes were fixated on your young form, and that his blindingly handsome face looked so sexy when he concentrated.    "Miss?"    You blinked, sitting back so quickly the chair wavered. You felt like he had asked something of importance. Hot embarrassment crept up your neck as a heavily awkward silence set in.