[Don’t Wanna Cry Series] Minghao ver. (G)

Prompt: Don’t Wanna Cry - Minghao
Genre: Angst
Word count: 721
Warnings: None

A/N: Minghao’s one is up!! I’m super amazed that I somehow managed to write this in like a day hahaha so I hope it’s good. Also, Anshan is Minghao’s hometown in case you’re wondering, enjoy! 

-jihooned 😶


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“What do you mean we can’t see each other anymore?”

“I accepted the offer by the entertainment company and my training starts next month.”

You shook your head in disbelief, after nearly a year of dating, was Minghao really just going to break up with you so he could become some superstar.

“This is ridiculous Minghao, why did you even bother asking me out if the relationship couldn’t last?”

The voice that came out was timid and soft, and you could barely hear him.

“I didn’t know they would accept me.”

You sighed, you couldn’t blame him for that.

“We can’t even skype?”

You were desperate, and that was the last thread of hope you were holding onto.

Minghao went silent, as if considering the option carefully.

“I mean, we could, but there will come a time where I can’t afford to video call or talk to you anymore, and I think that’s not an ideal way of saying goodbye.”

He was right, it was better to cut off all contact right now while you could still see him. Standing up from your seat, you grabbed your coat and prepared to leave.

“Then don’t call me anymore.”

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Durarara!!   {Sentence Starters}

  • “I am trying to seduce you.”
  • “If I’m your savior, then you’re mine.”
  • “The world isn’t as bad as you think.”
  • “You think you’re special? You’re not.”
  • “It’s kinda scary how much people trust me.”
  • “These days, I feel more comfortable in dark places.”
  • “It’s hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember.”
  • “In other words, you don’t even have an idea of what death is really like.”
  • “Oh, and just because I like humans, it doesn’t mean that I like you personally.”
  • “I’m not rude… I just wasn’t taught to politely pretend to be nice to people I can’t stand.”
  • “You’re happy enough, so don’t take away the happiness of others. You should share it.”
  • “It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.”
  • “If there’s any possibility that I might visit this city again, then I challenge you to a duel.”
  • “Love. I, myself, have never loved another person. Most likely, I don’t even love myself.”
  • “All this talk about monsters… that’s what people have called me ever since I was a kid.”
  • “Even if everyone in the whole world dies, I won’t care, as long as my beloved survives.”
  • “If I pull this out will it start bleeding? Maybe I should get a band-aid. Or maybe super glue!”
  • “They have their respective secrets. And they’re deliberately trying not to give themselves away.”
  • “Everyone lies, everyone hides things. Nobody makes it through this life being completely honest.”
  • “If you know this, then you were trying to kill me, right? So whatever I do next is what you deserve, right?”
  • “If you want to run from your past, fine. But whatever you do, don’t run away from your present or worse, your future.”
  • “I don’t have have much time. It’s not that I’m busy, but I’m only willing to give you about two and a half more minutes of my life.”
  • “Well, hurting girls isn’t one of my hobbies. That’s why I’ll make it my hobby to stomp on their cell phones. Hahahahahaha! …I’m so bored of it now. It’s no longer my hobby to stomp on cell phones.”
"You'll Be Fine After" (Part 2)

A/n: Finally finished this lol. I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK 💜

Type: Badboy!Luke Series

Part 1

It’s been a few weeks since you walked out of your boyfriend’s apartment. Ex boyfriend you should say. You’ve never felt more miserable than you do now. You wondered how Luke was doing. Was he suffering like you? Did he move on? He has to have right? It’s freaking Luke Hemmings. The notorious bad boy of your city; but you knew better than to believe the rumours that floated around day and night.

Everybody thought he was a menacing, threatening, unsafe, unstable and anything else remotely close to these words type of person. But he only portrayed that side because of his reputation. And you knew that. You understood it so well that every time someone commented on his “treacherous” behaviour, you still defended him. They just didn’t know.

A few weeks of ice cream and movies to try and get your mind off him did not help at all. Thoughts of him plagued your mind, tormenting your sleep and torturing you during your wake. He was as addictive as the cigarettes that hung from his mouth. Since that dreadful day, he’s left a few messages but stopped, relatively fast in your opinion. But I guess you should have expected it since you practically ripped his heart out, along with your own.

You snapped out of your thoughts as you heard the door open. You got up just in time to be met with your best friend, Bella.

“Alright so change into this and hurry the fuck up please.” She spoke while passing by you and handing you a bag.

You stood there for a few seconds, confused but as you opened the bag you saw a black dress and you instantly knew what she was going on about.

“I’m not going to the club Bel.” You dropped the bag onto the couch and continued eating your ice cream.

She stood there, hands on hips as she narrowed her eyes at you. “Y/N, you’ve been cooped up here for weeks straight, you have to get out honey.” Her eyes softened as she looked at you.

You sighed. You knew she was right but it was a hard time getting over the one person who made you feel genuine, unforced happiness. I guess it was time to move on, right?

“We leave if I feel suffocated and hate it.” You said as you went to change into the dress she brought, smiling slightly as you heard her let out a squeal.


You reached the club and surprisingly was having a good time. It was just you and a couple of other friends, enjoying the bass that pulsed through your veins and the lights that flickered in the dimly lit room across the faces of half drunk half high people scattered haphazardly throughout the room.

You had a few drinks but not enough to be considered wasted. You just wanted to dance and at least attempt to have a good time.

“Hey I’m going to go outside for a bit okay!” You shouted over the music at Bella as she nodded at you and tapped her phone, signalling to text her if you needed her. You smiled at her as you sifted your way through the sweaty bodies on the dance floor and out to the exit.

You sighed as you reached outside and leaned against the wall, taking in the refreshing cool air that enveloped the night.

This was fun, right? I mean you were having a good time so why be anything but happy? Thinking about Luke hasn’t left your mind and it probably wouldn’t for a good while. It’s hard to forget about someone who gave you so much to remember.

You have to learn to live without him. It’s the only way to move on from the flawed, yet completely perfect relationship you had with him. It may not be everyone’s definition of perfection, but it was pretty damn close to yours.

You decided to head back in but stopped abruptly as you felt a hand tug your wrist back out. You were getting ready to scream when you saw those familiar set of cerulean waters stare right into you.

“Luke what the fuck!” You pushed at his chest as he smirked. Damn that smirk. “You scared me.”

He put one arm on the wall behind you as he leaned in. “I’m sorry angel I just needed to talk to you.” His voice changed from playful to serious within seconds and you couldn’t pull away. You didn’t want to pull away. His embrace, his warmth, his sarcastic yet alluring nature, everything. You missed everything about him.

“I know you said you didn’t want to hurt anymore.” He began as he pulled you further from the exit when he saw people coming out, glaring at the guys who were shamelessly undressing you with their eyes. But this wasn’t the time to let his threatening image pop through.

You followed him, resisting the urge to kiss his lips right then and there. Control yourself Y/N control. This is for the best.

“And I know I’m selfish but I need you back in my life baby.” He said, cupping your jaw.

“Luke I-”

“No, hold on. Just listen please.” He begged, just wanting you to hear him out first before you shut him down.

“We’ve been together for 2 and a half years and I want that to continue.” He sighed, letting go of you while pacing in the confined alley.

“I miss you baby. Your smile. Your eyes. Your lips. Your hair. Your voice. Your teasing. The way you walk. The way you say my name. The way you stare at me. The way you talk. You.” He breathed out, his piercings standing out more in the bright night.

“I love you.”

You let out a quiet sob at his speech. Why was this so hard?

He immediately came over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, whispering soothing words to calm you down.

“Being happy was so much easier when you were around.” You whispered, gripping onto his leather jacket and looking up at him.

“We can still have that.” He rubbed your sides, something you’ve always found utterly relaxing. “I can fix this Y/N I promise. Just give me a chance to.”

You debated it. You couldn’t go back to seeing him get beat up every night. But you couldn’t stand another day without him in your life. He was like a hit. You just wanted more and more of it.

He brushed his lips on your forehead. “This scares me more than any rival gang I’ve met you know?”

You chuckled quietly. “I know, I can be pretty intimidating.” He laughed at your response, finally easing the stiffness in his joints as you grabbed his neck down to place a chaste kiss to his lips.

Things will get better, you thought.

Until you heard that gunshot rush through the wind, ringing in your ears as a bloodcurdling scream was let out.

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