An Untitled Mess.

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Night Club AU, requested by anon: This was the maknae’s first time at a club, innocent as he was, he hung off the ledge from the second floor to gaze down onto the dance floor, one guy immediately catching his eyes. “Woah, who’s that, hyung?” he questioned Seungho, as the elder gazed in his direction. “Oh him? His name is Joon or something, he’s famous for being the main dancer around here; and a troublemaker. I wouldn’t get involved with him.” But he’s staring directly at me, hyung, he thought.

Night Club AU, requested by anon: This was the maknae’s first time at a club, innocent as he was, he hung off the ledge from the second floor to gaze down onto the dance floor, one guy immediately catching his eyes. “Woah, who’s that, hyung?” he questioned Seungho, as the elder gazed in his direction. “Oh him? His name is Joon or something, he’s famous for being the main dancer around here; and a troublemaker. I wouldn’t get involved with him.” But he’s staring directly at me, hyung, he thought.


There isn’t a love song on the radio; not even oneThat doesn’t bring my thoughts right back to you.

There isn’t a love song on the radio; not even one
That doesn’t bring my thoughts right back to you.