The people in Korea are beyond polite. They are very helpful and not as judgmental as they have been stereotyped to be. I have made some great friends here so far. The program that I am a part of is short therefore it is perfect since the study load is not too much. The organizers as well as the teachers understand the time constraints so they are very understanding.
One of my friends pushed me to go to Chanyeol’s parent’s cafe (Vivapolo) with her. I must say I was surprised when I got there. The walls were filled with fan letters and artwork. Even though most of the customers are fangirls, the food is GREAT. Here are some pictures I took:




Hey guys! So this is two days late. It took me a while to calm myself down after my sweet sweet encounter with -Oh Sehun. This past Thursday I was planning on visiting the Entertainment Companies here in South Korea. I decided it would be a good time to go since Exo will be leaving for China on Friday (Which I think they did and probably already had their concert there today). Anyways, so with the help of directions that I found online my friend and I got off at the specific station. We thought it would be all easy to find the building but NOOOO!! [The first two were easy to find - JYP and Cube but FNC and SM Ent. took forever]. So on my way I came across this EXO billboard (DO NOT TRY TO STEAL EDIT MY WATERMARK):



After this we got lost for an hour and then finally we found Wifi in Seven eleven and looked up the directions again. (BTW in Korea no one knows where SM Ent. so asking for directions doesn’t help)
On our way we also found M.Net Studio

Here is FNC Entertainment:

There is a park across the SM Ent. building so her and I went and just sat down. I could see some people dancing on the first floor since the windows were translucent but of course it could be anyone. I mainly went for EXO (haha) So I waited and waited for three hours knowing for sure that I would be disappointed. At 11:05 I suggested that we should go and wait in front of the building for the last 25 minutes. By this time many girls had left and some had gone to the back side of the building (most of them were chinese).
In between the waiting time I had gone up to the building many times because people were walking in and out of the building so it was like a false alarm each time.
Anyways.. so it was around 11:22 when I see three girls walking besides a tall, skinny guy and taking pictures of him coming to the front of the building from the backside. It was dark so I couldnt see who it was until the person came into the light. I FLIPPED OUT WHEN I REALIZED IT WAS “OH FRICKIN’ SEHUN” I said one line to my friend, “It’s Sehunniiiee” and after that I didn’t talk at all. (The guard doesn’t let you take pictures but with all the fangirls around he couldnt do much) And I must say these rumors about EXO fans are FALSE. NONE OF THE GIRLS SCREAMED> They were all calm talking in hushed tones and taking pictures. No one dared to touch him. Everyone kept there distance which was around 4 ft. I was I think 5 ft away from him. He was talking to someone on the phone. My hands automatically started taking pictures (all thanks to iPhones and easy picture taking features). I have over twenty in my phone but I won’t upload all of them. Sehuniiee went up to the guard. He told him to open the front door of the building. He made sure not to face us- the fangirls. Then the guard walked with him inside the building. He is VERY TALL and VERY PALE and VERY SKINNY (but not the type who doesn’t eat. I think he eats a lot of junk food but is just naturally skinny). And not to exaggerate or anything all of his features are perfect. His skin is very smooth. I wanted to cover my face with a paper bag after looking a his smooth milky skin. This whole thing was 30 seconds but I THINK THESE ARE ENOUGH FOR ME. The money I spent on this trip has paid off because I wasn’t expecting to see MY BIAS stand this close to me.
This is pretty much it. Enjoy the pictures while I go back to fangirling over those 30 seconds over and over again (haha):






You casually back out of the movie theater parking lot… “thuddd” you hear a loud sound. “That didn’t sound very pleasant,” you say to yourself opening the door to your car.
“Oh no no nooooo,” you hear a guy cry.
“Did…I…hit your car?” you ask without looking in his direction.
“Yes,” he replied angrily.
“I’m so sorry,” you said walking towards him. “I am so sorry… I don’t know why I didn’t look in the mirror… I am soooo stupid..”
There was no reply. You looked towards him. He didn’t seem angry anymore. In fact there was sort of a shy smile on his face.
“Let me call the police so he could write a report.” You said dialing 9-1-1.
“Oh no… it’s okay. It doesn’t look that bad.”
“No…nooo there’s a huge dent. Okay.. let me call my insurance company.”
“No, seriously it’s fine. I can get it fixed myself.”
“That’ll cost you a fortune.”
“It’ll cost my dad a fortune,” he said with a calm smile and raised eyebrows.
“Oh…” you nodded your head returning the smile. “Ummm I’ll let you go..” You began to walk back towards your car.
“Umm excuse me…” he said.
“Yes?”
“Maybe..you could give me your number so I could contact you…in case dad refuses to pay?” h asked hesitantly. He played nervously with his fingers.
“Uhh.. yeah sure.. why not,” you replied. You handed a small piece of paper with your number on it.
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That night…
Your phone beeps- It’s a message from an unknown number.
“Hey.. its me! The person you met from earlier today…”
“I met lots of people today…” you replied knowing it was the guy you had hit the car of.
“I meant.. the guy outside the movie theater.”
“Oh..”
“Yeah…”
“So whatsup?”
“Yeah… dad said he won’t pay for it.. :(“
“What?? Really?? OMG I am so sorry.. okay I’ll call my insurance company right away”
Just as you were about to dial their number you received another text message from him.
“No … I was kidding don’t do that.”
“You scared me.. why would you that…”
“I’m sorry :(“
“Haha.. it’s alright.”
“So..I was wondering if you were free Saturday night?”
“Well that was very straightforward…”
A minute passed and there was no reply. Five minutes… then ten. You felt bad for saying what you did.
“You still there?” you sent another message.
“Oh you’re not upset?” he asked.
“No I thought I had upset you.. I was just joking.”
“Really? I thought I had come off as a creep. I shouldn’t have been so hasty.”
“Oh no I think I was being blunt. I would like to meet up this Saturday.”
“Who said I want to meet up?”
“What??”
“Haha I am kidding. Café Zuke at 7:30”
“Sure..~~”
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You arrived fifteen minutes before time unlike being fashionably late. To your surprise the guy was already there too. He waved at you from inside the café. Before you could reach for the door, you saw him lunge towards it and open it for you.
“Thank you,” you said slightly bowing. Both of you settled at a table in the corner away from everyone.
“It’s a nice quiet place. I didn’t even know it existed,” you said nervously.
“Are you nervous?” he asked.
“Nervous?” your voice broke as you repeated. “No..not at all.”
“My name is Luhan by the way…” he said while chuckling.
“My name is _________,” you replied with a shy smile. For some reason you felt over whelmed.
“So were you at the movies by yourself the other day?” he asked.
You nodded in agreement. “Yeah… I like watching them by myself. It’s more fun that way.”
“Don’t you get lonely?” he asked.
“Nope.. I haven’t really felt like that till now.” you said.
“That’s strange. I always have to have someone around me.”
“I guess we are the polar opposites..” you murmured.
“Not quiet..” he replied.
You looked at him for an explanation. “Look at the color of your dress… it matches my shirt.”
“That’s one thing,” you smiled a little. You could tell that he was really trying to make you feel at ease.
As the light blue sky turned a bright red and then finally a darker shade of blue, the two of you continued to talk. What started as an awkward conversation turned into something much more meaningful. He offered to walk you to the nearest MTR which you very graciously accepted.
“You know you are not as shallow as people may perceive you to be!” you said.
“Shallow? What do you mean? Why would anyone think that?” He asked a question after the other.
You thought for a while to come up with the right words. “What I meant to say is that you’re not like all those other pretty boys.” You said quickly hoping he didn’t catch what you had said.
“Did you just call me good looking?” he asked.
“Is that the only thing you got out of it?” you laughed.
“You didn’t answer my question” he said.
“Aish…ummm maybe,” you said increasing your pace. “My train is about to leave.”
“This calls for another date…” he said.
“A date? Today was a date?” you asked.
“Yeah…” he smiled with his eyes. You saw him blush but you couldn’t call him out for that since you yourself were blushing.
“I’ll see you later,” you said and quickly jumped onto the train.
It was a beautiful ending to a beautiful night.
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I know this came out of no where but I really wanted to write something for a while and so I just cooked this up earlier today. I know Exo is going throguh a lot at this point so here’s something to make you guys feel better. Enjoy!
I will get back to my pending list in the upcoming days.
Requested by fckzitao
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Tao took your hand and raised it high up in the air. “Hmm,” you murmured. “Watch,” he said. You took your eyes off of the mute TV screen and looked up. He moved your hand in a horizontal eight like motion.
“Infinity?” you whispered.
“Yes..Infinity…” he paused. “Infinity is the time I want to be with you” he replied rather seriously. You chuckled a little at his sudden attempt to be romantic. You elbowed him slightly and moved yourself away.
“What?” he asked pulling you back. “Out of all the times you choose to be cheesy today?” you asked.
“Yes,” he said pushing you on the couch, hovering his slender but strong body over you.
“Let me watch the show,” you tried to fight back and push him away. Tao grabbed your wrist and pinned you back against the couch. “The show’s not that important,” he said breathing close to your face. It came to the point that you started to blush. “Now tell me that you love me..”
“Aaaaa…” you teased.
“What’s up guys?” Lay said entering the room.
“Oh my,” both you and Tao jumped up right.
“Oh…did I interrupt something?” Lay said taking his attention away from his phone and looking at you two.
“Oh no no.. nothing,” you said. “How’s that project of yours going?” you walked up to him.
“It’s almost done. I will need your help finishing the last part though. Turns out I’m going to have to record your voice again,” Lay replied.
“What project?” Tao tried to butt in. “Why don’t I know about this?”
“Stop bugging me,” Lay pushed him out of the way. “_________ so when will you be free?”
“Probably tomorrow night. Are you free then?” you asked him while handing an orange to Tao.
“Tomorrow!!” Tao suddenly cried out loud.
“Yeah!” you gave him a weird look also telling him to calm down.
“I’m free tomorrow,” Lay replied.
“Are you sure you’re free tomorrow night?” Tao asked you with special emphasis on the word tomorrow.
“Yes I’m sure,” you thought for a while before replying.
“Alright so its set. I’ll see you here tomorrow,” Lay said before leaving the kitchen. You looked over at Tao who seemed distressed and heartbroken. You began to ask when your phone suddenly rang. It was your mother. You had to take that call.
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“Hey Tao! I’ll have to leave right away. Mom needs me home for some reason. But I’ll see you tomorrow I suppose.” You winked at him and rushed out the door soon after. Tao wanted to call you back but he was a little too upset to ask you to stay.
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The Next Day
You sat next to Lay helping him decide which video clip to use next. “Why is this so cheesy? Look at the girl and the guy. This is too much. Are you sure you want to add that clip to your final video?” you asked him.
“It’s not that cheesy. This is exactly how you and Tao were when you first started going out.”
“Oh no we weren’t. If anything.. we were very normal and I definitely did not giggle as much as she is,” you said pointing towards the screen.
“You obviously can’t tell because both of you were love struck. Remember the first time he introduced you to us?” He was so excited that day..” Lay reminisced.
“Yes .. I remember how silly he acted that day. He bumped into that vase over there and broke it and I had to fix it for you guys later.”
“Yeah.. and then he tried to ..” Lay was talking when you suddenly jumped up.
“Oh my goodness gracious. I’m the worst girl friend ever,” your hands were shaking and your heart sinking slowly.
“Why?” Lay asked.
“Today is our one year anniversary Lay!” you whispered. “Where is Tao? I need him.”
“He hasn’t left his room since this morning,” Lay replied.
“Taooooo!! Taoooo,” you called while running towards his room. He had left the door open. You stormed inside dramatically. Tao was playing PS4.
“What? “he asked grumpily. You didn’t know what to say next. You weren’t sure if he remembered or not. It was a tricky situation.
“Why haven’t you left your room all day,” you asked.
“Didn’t feel like it,” he replied briefly.
“So…. Do you want to go out for dinner or something?” you asked.
“Not in the mood.” – There he had said it. You now knew that he was mad at you. Tao never turned you down like that. He was clearly mad at you.
“I’m sorry,” you said hurriedly and walked behind him.
“It’s okay. Doesn’t matter anymore anyways.”
“It does. It does to me,” you placed your hand on his shoulder.
“If it did you wouldn’t forget so easily,” he said angrily pushing you away. You were taken aback. You sat down on his bed not knowing what to say anymore. You had really hurt him and it didn’t really help with your situation since you always struggled with telling him how you really felt.
Tao stood quiet for a few minutes regretting his hasty actions. He sat down next to you and held your hand hoping you would say something.
“I’m sorry,” you apologized once again. “I’m sorry that I suck at this. I’m sorry that I’m such a bad girlfriend.”
“You’re not,” he pulled you into a hug and kissed you on your temple. “I just wish you wouldn’t ignore me when you’re around…you know.. Yixing Ge.”
You began to think about all the times Lay was around and you ignored Tao. Yesterday was not the first time. You did not mean to do that but being in a relationship was something new to you. Tao was more of the attached type while you barely ever showed any emotions. He needed that sense of security. You had been hurting him unintentionally and on top of that you forgot your own first anniversary. Girls never forget that.
“I ruin everything don’t I?” you asked.
“You don’t,” he denied your claim.
“I do. Don’t be nice to me. You should be mad at me if anything.”
“How can I ever be mad at you?,” he hugged you even more tightly.
“ I promise never to do this again,” you said in tears.
“Huh..? then how will I love you more every day?” he asked. He wiped your tears and kissed you again. “Don’t cry please. It hurts me.”
“Taooo,” you pushed him back. He chuckled. “I love you ________.”
“I love you too. Thank you so much for being my sweet heart,” you winked. “Now lets go out for dinner? I’m hungry.”
“Don’t you have to help Yixing Ge?” Tao asked.
“He can wait,” you smirked. “Now let’s go,” you pulled him out of the door. The more enthusiasm you showed the more Tao loved it.
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Aaaa!!! I don’t know but I feel like some scenes were too cheesy but fluff if fluff and I’m starting to like fluff. So here y’all go. I hope you guys like it. Thanks for being patient. I’ll try to be more active.
Requested by kpoploverbap
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You stood in silence, your body frozen in shock at what had happened in the past half an hour. “It’s over,” he had said. He kissed you a final goodbye and quickly left.
“What,” you gasped feeling your energy drain out of your body slowly. You felt tears trail down your warm red cheeks. “Oppaaaa!!” you cried out covering your face with your hands. How could he leave you over something so trivial? It failed to make sense to you. You two had been going out for over two years now. You had all the right in the world to ask him if he could introduce you to his parents.
“Are you not serious about us?” you had asked. He tried to avoid eye contact mustering up a quick answer. “I am,” replied.
“Then why won’t you take me to your house?”
“What does that have to do with us being serious?” he asked with annoyance. You had asked him this question many times before but he never gave a clear answer.
“You can’t possibly be asking me such a stupid question?” you asked angrily.
“I can’t do this,” he suddenly got up. His hands flung in the air. “I can’t do this anymore ________.” He picked up his bag to leave.
“Where are you going?” you asked walking after him. He turned around to look at you. His lips quivered as he whispered his next words. Your ears refused to believe them.
“Are we breaking up?” you mumbled almost choking on your spit. He couldn’t look at you anymore. He nodded with his head bent. You stood firm in your place, your body shaking a little. He walked up to you, gave you a kiss and then finally left.
Three months later:
You sat with your friend in a small café very close to where you lived. She had just come back from a trip overseas. After her repeated attempts you finally submitted and began telling him what had happened between you and Baekhyun.
“And…that’s the last time he kissed me,” you said wiping the tears from your cheeks.
“That jerk!” Your friend spat out. “How dare he? Wait till I see him somewhere and I will beat the living crap out of his ..” she flung her fist in the air almost ready to march out of the café.
“Jihee wait,” you held her from the arm and forced her to sit down again. “I just got a text message.”
“A text message?” she repeated questionably.
“From him…” you whispered.
“What?” Jihee shouted. “Give me that phone.”
You dodged Jihee’s attack and hid the phone behind you. You had desperately waited for this text message every single day, hour, minute… for the past three months. “Let me at least read it Jihee,” you begged, pushing her body away from yours. She looked at your desperate eyes and pleading lips. She had to give in. As soon as she moved from on top of you, you opened the text message.
“I miss you…” it said.
“What,” you gasped in slight disbelief. “He misses me.”
“BS,” Jihee hissed.
“What do mean?” you texted back.
“Can we meet?” he asked.
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You sat on a bench at the far corner of the park very close to your favorite pine tree. It was a cool midsummer night. You felt bad for going against Jihee’s wishes and coming to see Baekhyun but she had to understand that you loved this man. After all he had to you still wanted to be with him. But the question was- did he still want to be with you?
“__________,” Baekhyun said. You felt his hand on your shoulder. You were afraid to turn around. Your body froze. “__________,” he whispered your name this time. He sat beside you and turned your face towards him. You looked away in half contempt half nervousness.
“Are you mad at me?” he asked. You didn’t respond. Silence.
“Do you still love me?” he asked again. You could feel his finger pressing against your soft skin. You freed yourself from him and got up. He got up too. “I love you __________. Always have. Always will.”
Your heart sank as his words pierced through your body like daggers. He loves me.. he still loves me. You began to cry. There was no stopping you. Baekhyun held you in his arms tightly, as if protecting you from some calamity.
“Why did you leave me?” you asked. He didn’t respond. You began to ask him again thinking he hadn’t heard your muffled voice.
“I was a fool to leave you. I’m such a fool…such a fool,” all you heard was regret in his voice. “I’m so sorry __________. Please forgive me. I thought I could live without you but the truth is that not a day has gone by that I haven’t thought about you. I was miserable without you. How stupid was I to think I will be fine. I need you in life. In every step of my life. Today, now.. and ….forever!”
A shudder ran through your body hearing his words. Did he actually mean them or was it just the heat of the moment. “You mean that?” you asked pulling yourself from him.
“I do,” he pulled you back closer. “I do mean each and every word I’m saying. Please believe me. ________ I know how much you love me and I love you just as much. I just got scared when you kept pressing me. Guys are like that. They are scared of long term commitments. But I know how ignorant and stupid I was to think that. I want to be with you and that’s the only truth I know.” He hugged you again.
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry,” he whispered into your ear repeatedly.
You loved him to such an extent that forgiving him didn’t seem hard at all. Your oppa was a little pabo but after all he was still yours and you were his. Baekhyun kissed your neck and then your forehead promising you to make you his forever.
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A little emotional but I tried to make it as realistic as possible. Hope you guys like it :)
Luhan [Exo] inspired me to learn how to solve the Rubik’s cube. Of course I am not as good as him but I still gave it a shot. I wanted to share my success with lovely followers <3
I got my writer friend to write this one for you guys. She wrote the Wolf scenario [kai of Exo] before which you guys really loved. I hope you guys like this one too. Please give her love.
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Once upon a time, in a story that’s not this one, there was a happy ending. And nobody died in that one.
It all started on a dark and stormy night …
“…Hello?” you call out. “Anyone there …?“ You cautiously approach the figure, gripping your umbrella tighter, ready to use it as a weapon.
The walls of the alley were covered with layers of graffiti. A dumpster sat at the end with a shadowed figure besides it. As you get closer, you could see that it was a person — probably male judging from the height — with only a black hoodie over his head to shield him from the rain. In his left hand was a drawstring bag; in his right — a baseball bat. His must have picked up your movement because he raised his head. You speed up, hoping to reach the restaurant’s door before he could reach you. Out of the corner of your eyes, you see him coming — running almost. Adrenaline rushed through your body. Your heart hammered against your chest. As your hands dart for the handle, he tightly snatches your wrist. A flash of lightning brightens the alley, followed by a clap of thunder. And then, the entire street was swallowed by darkness.
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Hold on. Hold just a minute. I bet you’re confused. How did you end up in this poor predicament? Only time travel will tell! Yes, you read correctly, time travel! And don’t worry; it’s nothing to be worried about. Let’s rewind seven hours…
"Will you please go out with me?” You look up to see Taemin— no, it was Kai— no … yeah, it was Kai looking straight at you. It was the pair of headphones that always hung around his neck that gave him away. “I said,“ he repeated, “Will you please go out with me?”
You eye him suspiciously for a second and reply, “No. I like Taemin,“ and turn back towards your homework. He looked flabbergasted.
"Why? Why would you ever like m— I mean, him?”
“Because he’s easy to talk to, smart and talented — more gentlemanly. Better looking too.” You reply without hesitation, focusing on the math problem in front of you. “Can you leave? I have work to do and classes to pass. Unlike you.“ You bite your lip, not meaning to say the last part. He was fuming mad.
"How dare you say that about me? Taemin and I look exactly the same! And I study more than anyone in this class! Uggh! I don’t know why I want you anyway!” and he stomps away, slamming the door behind him. You stick your tongue after him and return to your problem. Kai likes me? You secretly smile at the thought — OH!
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HALT! I forgot to mention something important!! To clear things up a bit, let’s go back one more hour…. Ah, yes, here it is:
Kai sat on the school’s rooftop with a spiral notebook spread open on his lap and a dulled pencil in hand. He peered below into the herd of students playing ball, gossiping and enjoying their lunches with friendly company — his eyes scanning the crowd for that one face. He pulls back and looks down at his notebook. Dear____, he writes carefully. I know this may come as a shock to you, but I have always really liked you. Even now when writing this I — he stopped abruptly. “AH!“, he screams, ripping out the page and crumbling it into a ball before letting it roll from his palm. He could feel his cheeks reddening at the thought of her and buried his head into his arms to shield his embarrassment.
"Lets see what you have here”, says a familiar voice. Kai didn’t have to look up to know that it was Taemin. Although they were born identical twins, they couldn’t be any more different. Taemin was the self-proclaimed ‘shy’ and ‘innocent’ one who always did well school, sports, and basically everything he put his mind into, all while managing to steal the hearts of countless young girls at the same time. Kai on the other hand did horribly in school despite working harder than his brother in every class, subject or sport, thus earning his nickname as The Other One. “Aw, still trying to write your love letter, little brother?“ Taemin mocked with a smirk.
"Go away.”
“But that’s no fun, Kai! Besides, littering is bad,” but seeing that his brother wasn’t in the mood to joke, Taemin instead sat down besides Kai, patting him on the back. “You know, you can just tell her directly. Tell her that you like her.“
"I can’t Taemin. You know I can’t. I know she doesn’t like me. Nobody does. I’m horrible at everything I do.” Kai whispered back.
Taemin could feel a tug of pain in his heart. “You’re good at dancing. You’re an amazing listener. “And—" he thought for a moment, “you’re quite handsome too, maybe even as handsome as me.“
At that, Kai replied with a simple “Jerk,” but a smile played on his lips as he playfully pushed Taemin away. “I wish I was more like you.“ He pulled his knees towards his chest. “It would be so much easier if you could just tell her for me…” Taemin looked at Kai straight in the eye for a moment. “Don’t look at me like that, you look like you’re plotting something evil again.“
"Do you want me to tell her?”
“What?”
“I’m serious. If you don’t confess within the next hour, I’ll tell her I like her myself.”
“What?!” Kai shot up. “You are a jerk— and a thief at that!!“
"No, no, no, calm down! What I’m trying to say is that we’re identical twins … right?” Kai returned a tiny nod, still confused. “And since we are, I can confess for you! I’ll pretend to be you and tell her that I like her. How’s that soun—"
“No way,” Kai injects before Taemin could finish. “That would be lying to her.“ He looks at his shoes.
"Come on Kai. Just once. And it wouldn’t be lying, because technically, you like her, so I have to like her too, right?” Taemin stops, his hands gripping Kai’s shoulders. Kai remained focused on his shoes.
See? There we go, you got the gist of what happened right? So now let’s continue where we left off:
Taemin stormed out of the classroom muttering of the nastiest words he could think of under his breath. Just as turned from the door, Taemin saw Kai leaning against the wall. His body was stiff and his face was downcast.
“Kai… You didn’t hear that did you…?”
Kai jolted at the question. “Huh? Hear what? Haha, sorry, I was um — thinking of something.“ He forced a smile. “Man, I think I had too much to eat for lunch today, gotta hit the toilet!” And he spun around and ran away.
Taemin watched Kai disappear into the crowded hall and sighed. “What an idiot …"
Reentering the classroom, he took a seat beside you. “___, we need to talk.“
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You weave your way through the maze of restaurants and buildings, a hand-drawn map in hand. The sudden storm seems to foreshadow bad news. A gust of wind heaved through, coming dangerously close to snatching your umbrella away. You look back down at the map. “Taemin said it should be around here somewhere.” You recall his expression when he said to meet him after school at a restaurant. It was so desperate, you couldn’t refuse him. Now, regret was beginning to creep in, and you longed to return home.
Turning the corner into an alley, you finally spot the restaurant sign. With it, you see an outline of the person beneath the blinking neon lights. “…Hello?” you call out.
“Calm down ‘___’!” said the figure. “It’s me!“
He must’ve thrown his hood back for you to see his face, but you couldn’t make out anything in the darkness. The two of you stayed frozen in place, his hand still wrapped around your wrist, but his grip had loosened. He was so close, you could even feel the heat of his body against yours. It was silent for a moment before the neon sign flickered a few times, and the electricity returned. He gently released you and you finally get a good look at him.
"Taemin?!” you could hear your voice shaking, but in relief that it wasn’t some random rapist. “Why were you standing in the rain like this when you could be in the restaurant?!“
He looked taken back. “I should be asking you that. What are you doing here?”
“You were the one who begged me to come here claiming that you had something to tell me!” You couldn’t help but shout. The rain came to a light drizzle until it faded away.
He was clearly tired, dark circles lined beneath his red rimmed, puffy eyes, making him appear as though he had just cried. His clothing was soaking wet, and thick masses of hair clung to his forehead. “I didn’t leave the practice with an umbrella because it was still sunny then. They thought I was a beggar, as wet as I was, and wouldn’t let me in. And I’m actually Kai.“ He looked directly at you and quickly added, “But it’s not what you think! Taemin told me to meet him for dinner — he said had something to tell me!”
You hold his gaze while registering what had happened. “That jerk set us up didn’t he?!“ After all this time… You push Kai away and begin trudging home. You felt a little bad, seeing the fusion of sorrow and guilt in his expression, but more than that, you were furious with Taemin. He was the only person who knew how she felt about Kai, yet he still set up the date.
"I’ll walk you to the bus stop.”
“Go home Kai, I can walk by myself.” But he ignores your remark and continues to follow you. Seeing how reluctant he was to leave, you pace on ahead. The short journey was painful as the encounter. Not only was Kai following nine strides behind, but there loomed a terrible silence . You sigh in relief when you finally spot the bus stop, dash over, and take a seat. Kai mimicked your movements, settling himself at the far end of the bench, away from you. You fidget at the awkwardness in the air — tapping your toes and fiddling with your fingers — all while praying the bus would come sooner. You wrack your mind, hunting for something to say. Talking to Taemin had always been easy — he was approachable and direct when it came to what he was thinking. Kai however …
“The night is beautiful isn’t it?” both you and Kai say at the same time. His voice sounded so sincere and honest, you were afraid he would discover the fraudulence in your own. But he just softly laughs and it’s quiet again.
“If the sky is always filled with stars, why isn’t it always morning?”
You look to him in surprise of his sudden question. His eyes were closed and his head leaned against the advertisement board placed behind the bench. He looked different than usual — calm and relaxed under blinking patches of yellow and orange. It was then that you notice how many fireflies there were. They danced around the bench and sprinkled the grass, setting the field ablaze in their warm light. You close your eyes and lean against the hard board, listening to the choir of crickets and cicadas filling the night with music of their own as well as the soft humming of cars passing in the distance. It was beautiful.
“If it was always morning, then we wouldn’t be able to experience lovely nights like this, wouldn’t we?” He doesn’t say anything for a while and you wonder if he fell asleep.
”___?“
"Hm…?”
“I like you.” You open your eyes to see if he was talking in his sleep and it seemed reasonable considering how he was in the exact position as earlier. Making sure not to wake him — if he was asleep that is — you silently slide over towards him, filling the space between, and gently place your head on his shoulder.
“I think … I like you too.”
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And there you have it folks. I told you it was nothing to worry about. You may be wondering who died. Somewhere, sometime during the course of this story — some child in Africa died. And I’m sure it wasn’t a happy ending for them… Donate here.
The End.
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HAHAHA, the opening was way better than the ending… I deeply apologize for my poor storytelling because I kind of thought I knew what I was doing until I realized I actually had no idea. I apologize once again for being a troll at the beginning and end.. haha
Requested by anon
The goose bumps on your arms were coaxing you into closing the window at the far end of your office floor. You looked up at it with dagger eyes wishing it could react to your threat. No luck. You were just as stubborn. You wrapped your jacket around you tightly and began to scroll through your inbox once again. It was almost 8 o clock. Everyone had left the office building but you. You sat in the dark empty room, hoping for a miracle to happen on that Friday night. If you went home empty handed you would most likely not get promoted.
“Come on … come on.. come on!!” you said refreshing the page for the 10th time. Nothing. No new person had submitted a story. You had read and rejected five stories earlier that day. You were hoping someone would submit a good one by the end of the day. The deadline for the first rough draft was the following Tuesday which gave you one more working day to sort things out. Without a story, you would fail at the big end of the month project and never get promoted in your 2 year old job.
You sat in silence staring at you screen in utter disappointment. It was as if the whole universe was conspiring against you. A healthy smile took you at your own thought. You were a bit of a dramatic person.
Suddenly, your ears perked at the *bling* on your computer. The bold words appearing before you could never be more satisfying. It was an email, an email you had been longing to receive. You clicked on it immediately. There wasn’t much content except a single line stating that a story was attached. It seemed as if the sender was in a hurry.
Nevertheless, you downloaded the file and began reading. The very first line had captured all your attention. But slowly the content went downhill. You were starting to lose focus. It seemed as if the writer was very detached from his work. There were occasions that you felt he/she had put their heart and soul into it and at other times the whole story was just falling apart.
You could also tell that English was their second language since the mistakes were beyond imaginable. That, you could fix but only if the story was a little better written. The plot was the same as any other story about relationships falling apart.
“Great! …another heartbreaker!” you frowned at the draft. It was around 9 o clock. It hadn’t taking you much long to skim through the story. You opened a new window and like you had done 5 times already, began writing an email telling the sender that the story was going to be rejected.
With a heavy heart you clicked ‘send’. Your day was finally over. You began packing your content when you heard another *bling*. It was from the same person. You scrunched your nose as you clicked on it.
“Hello,
I am sorry my last email was so rushed. I was at a public computer and my time was almost over. I do not quite understand why my work has been rejected. I have put a lot of thought into it. From your feedback you gave me I have a feeling I still have a chance.
Would you like to meet in person so we can discuss this further? This is very important to me and I do not want to fail at this big opportunity. If you think my request is a bit out of line, I apologize in advance.
Sincerely
Luhan”
You felt your heart sink a little as you read the name. “Luhan… hmmm” you whispered. The name rang a bell but you could not remember for sure. You read and re read the email a few times. There was nothing planned for the weekend anyways. You wrote a brief reply:
“Hey
Tomorrow: 9 o clock
Place: City Café
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“Thank you so much. I will see you there.
Luhan”
“Great,” you muttered to yourself as you walked out of the dark room. Now you had to reject him in person.
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You looked more than fresh, sitting in a corner table at the café. You didn’t mind the least being the first one to arrive. You had gotten there a half hour early. There were a few other people at the shop. None of them caught your attention but a guy sitting at the other end of the café, newspaper covering his face. He had seemed to get there a few minutes before you since you saw him order when you entered.
Time flew by quickly. It was five minutes past nine. You frowned a little at his tardiness. That was one thing you hated about writers. Another five minutes passed. You swung your head towards the door again. In the moment, your eyes met the guy sitting at the other end. He had also been curiously looking towards the door. Both you and he smiled at each other foolishly knowing that you had been waiting for each other this whole time. He grabbed his bad nervously, almost spilling his coffee and dropping the newspaper. He walked towards you with a hearty but shaken smile.
“Hello,” he muttered quickly looking away, pretending to set his content on the table.
“Hi,” you replied offering your hand.
Both you and he settled down opposite each other. You gave him a comforting smile so he wouldn’t be completely lost due to his jumpy condition. You heard him take a few deep breaths to relax himself. In only a few moments he seemed to be getting normal.
“I’m sorry about this,” he said pointing to himself. You narrowed your eyebrows as if questioning his statement.
“For being so flustered..” he added. “I didn’t get enough sleep last night.”
“May I ask why was that so? …ah.. you don’t have to answer if you’re not comfortable,” you said. He looked up at you. He was very relaxed and smiling more casually now.
“Oh … I had personal business to take care of. Nothing too special.” He looked away once again so you won’t be able to tell he was lying. He had spent the entire last night editing and re editing the story and practicing how he would convince you. If he didn’t get this break, his career would be over. His rich father will call him back home and force him to attend Business School.
“I’m not too sure why you called me here today?” you asked.
“I want you to re read the story one more time. Let me know what’s wrong. I’ll try my best to fix it…”
“Luhan…,” you said his name hesitantly. “That’s not the problem though. Even if you fix all these little mistakes…your story is still not extra ordinary. It’s not any different from the many others we have published already. We need something different. Something people have never read before. Something that makes them anticipate our next issue.”
His lips parted to defend his position but he soon realized that it would be better he remained quiet. He had to choose his words wisely for you to be convinced. He sat, his head bent down, eyes closed and hands clapped together. You examined his soft features. They were so baby like. Innocence printed all over his face. You were starting to doubt if he was older than you. Knowing that people around you, may be looking you diverted your attention towards the beautiful white Gardenia in the red vase. You were surprised to see them at a small café like that one. There was smell was very pleasing to the nose. You could not help but admire their delicate structure. Taking one out of the vase, you brought it close to your nose. For a second, you felt like you were back at the coffee shop two years ago, waiting for your date. He had walked in with grace, holding those beautiful gardenias in his hands. He had apologized repeatedly for being late. His smile, his eyes, his face everything was a mark of perfection. He was your muse. Every word he uttered sounded like a sweet melody to you.
You shook your head back to reality also sighing deeply. Broken relationships were better forgotten. As you looked up, you saw a dazed writer staring back at you. He had been admiring you, admiring the flowers. But in that moment, he had realized how hurt and broken you were on the inside.
“Are you okay?” you asked.
“Huh.. ah yeah,” he said shaking his head in embarrassment.
“ Look Luhan,” you began once again. Your past thoughts had suddenly changed your mind. You wanted to give him a chance. “You just need to find some inspiration and I’m sure you’ll be able to produce something worthy of publishing.”
You realized that you had placed your hand over his. You immediately pulled back.
“Inspiration is all you need to …”
“I think I just found it,” Luhan said cutting you. You looked at him with a half dazed state.
“Okay then,” you said getting up. “Send me something by Sunday night and I’ll see what I can do.”
“Excuse me,” he called you. “Your bag.”
You took it from him, turning back immediately so he wouldn’t see your light pink blushing face.
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Sunday Night, 8 o clock:
You heard the *bling* as soon as you sat down on your working table at home. He was right on time! You clicked open the attached file.
‘Cafe Rendezvous
There was something very beautiful about the way her tear laden eyes admired the Gardenias. The way that faint but breathtaking smile embraced her soft lips, the way her fingers danced nervously and they way her nostrils flared only slightly …all of it was indescribable….’
You felt a shudder run through your body. His words were beautiful…you felt beautiful. You wiped the tears out of your eyes. You had a story to read…
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So ummm I wanted this one to be dramatic and here it is. I hope you guys like this. :*
Requested by Anon yoshi
“Shhhh!!… shut up all of you,” you whispered rather angrily. There was complete silence in just a few seconds. You rolled your eyes at the immature group of fellow students you had recruited to get this job done. They looked at you rather fearfully as you turned around with an evil smile. You walked past them and stood with your shoulders up right and arms folded.
“Tonight the boys of the red house dorms will face our revenge. And from tomorrow onwards,” you said pointing at the group standing before you, “They will never think to mess with us again.”
As you finished your sentence, you heard the first dog bark and soon the others were following. This was a sign that all of them had been released. You waved at the girls signaling for them to run back to the yellow house dorms.
Ever since you had joined Sky Ridge High, you felt like you were home. It was place you were longing to become a part of. The people were nice and very accepting of new comers. In only a few years you had announced yourself as an unofficial leader of the Yellow house dorms. The girls had accepted this graciously but none of the others had the confidence to put you down.
Very recently, rivalry had started to grow between Yellow house and Red house. The other two dorms didn’t bother interfering. It all started with some boy known as Sehun, who pulled a rather harsh prank on one of the girls from the Yellow house dorms. She was embarrassed and of course aggravated therefore she came to you for help. You confronted Sehun asking him to apologize but he wouldn’t budge. He was stubborn, quite like you yourself. From then on the Prank War had started.
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“****Yellow House Ladiesssssss!!!!!!!*****” you heard Coach Mark yell at 7 in the morning. No matter how many times you covered your ears, the noise from the chaos outside wouldn’t block it. You gave up, threw the pillow in the corner and walked out the dorm. The rest of the girls were all aligned, hands folded behind and bodies straight up right. You fixed your messy bed hair and squeezed yourself between two nervous girls.
“It has been reported that someone …from one of the dorms released the Red house dogs in their yard last night.”
Coach Mark’s ears perked upon hearing a chuckle. Sure enough it was from you. He walked towards you maintaining his stern posture. He stopped only a few inches away from you casting a shadow on your tiny body. “And may I know the reason for why you may be laughing?” he roared. Images of the yellow house boys not being able to sleep and walking like zombies around the school were dancing before your eyes. You glanced up at him. His serious face was only boasting your laughter. You bit your lip and presented your defense.
“I..just think it’s funny.. that we are being questioned for the ‘Red House dogs.’ No one else has access to their shed therefore it has to be one of them who left it open last night. Why would one of the ladies from our dorm bother to wake up in the middle of the night, crawl to their shed and let the dogs loose? It just doesn’t make sense to me. You’re wasting your time here…” By the time you finished speaking, you noticed your body shaking a little. Coach Mark was standing a little too close to you. You had never been much of a good liar therefore if he caught you, you would all be screwed. The man scrutinized your face for half a minute before turning around. “I have heard of the so called ‘Prank War’ between the two dorms and …if this was your idea of a prank then all you ladies will be punished severely. Since Ms. ______ here has denied any claims to you girls being involved I will not take any actions but if any evidence says otherwise,” he paused and turned to you once again. “the consequences will not be settling for anyone.”
With that said, Coach Mark walked out of the lobby. The room filled with worried whispers. Some were shaking with fear while others were breaking down. You tried to calm everyone but no one would listen. You jumped on top of one of the couches and dropped the silverware you had found in your jacket pocket on the floor. The noise wasn’t enough but it settled a few girls near you. They helped calm down the other ones too. Now they all looked up at you as if you were about to deliver a sermon.
“Girls! Calm down. Those boys have nothing on us. We erased all evidence last night. So don’t be fearful and don’t give in. We won last night’s battle which may have aggravated them but we have to stay put. Don’t give in I repeat. Don’t give in.”
The girls stared back at you with a little more confidence. You had always been there for them. They trusted you a lot with such stuff. Slowly the lobby started to clear up. You looked at your watch sadly. It was almost time to go to class.
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Geography was your least favorite subject. You rarely ever paid attention in class. In fact you didn’t know half the kids in that class since you never bothered to turn around and look. While you were still day dreaming, you heard someone get slapped with a book. You spun around to find Ms. Dinsdale hovering her tiny body over Sehun. He jumped upright, startled by the sudden attack. You were about to burst into laughter when you saw his red eyes and zombie like face.
“Are you too smart to not care about what I’m teaching in this class?” Ms Dinsdale shouted. You felt his bright red ears perk. He rubbed his eyes and shook his head obediently. He opened his mouth to defend himself but instead it turned into a yawn.
“I’m sorry,” he finally said also trying to stretch his body a little. “I didn’t get enough sleep last night.”
“That’s not my problem,” Ms Dinsdale shouted. She walked back to her table and just as Sehun was about to sit down again she began walking towards him again.
“Who told you, you could sit?” she said handing him a yellow slip. “Report to the Mr. Wyldewell’s office after class.”
Sehun scratched the back of his head holding another attack of yawning. You had to admit he looked a little comical. Just as he was about to sit down his eyes fell on you. You were smiling at him, brightly. You raised your hand to tuck your hair back to show him a sign that you’d won. Sehun glared at you like a wounded Lion as he settled.
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You danced along the corridor making your way to the entrance of the building after class when someone pulled you from behind. It wasn’t violent but very forceful instead. Your attacker pushed you into an empty store room, holding your firmly as he locked the door. You turned around knowing exactly who it would be.
“Sehun!” you cried out his name.
“Shhhhh,” he said furiously. He pinned you against the wall jerking you a little. “Do you think that was funny?”
“What was funny?” you asked with an emotionless voice.
“What you did last night?” He knew you were lying. He began unbuttoning his shirt.
“Hey hey hey.. don’t be stupid. We can settle this another way,” you said.
“I’m not going to rape you, you idiot. He removed a part of his shirt to reveal scratch marks. “The prank was good. I give you that… but you should have full knowledge of things when you do something as stupid as that. Those dogs are trained to attack anyone and by anyone I mean literally anyone at that time of the night. So when us boys tried to calm them and send them back this is what happened,” he said pointed to himself once again.
“Why would you think I did that?” you asked. A faint smile appeared on Sehun’s face. He put his hand in his pocket to reveal s royal blue bracelet.
“Missing something?” he asked.
“Omo,” you gasped trying to take it from him but of course he was taller and much stronger than you.
“Aaaa aaan aaaan… don’t even try,” he pinned you against the wall once again. “I could have submitted this as an evidence but then I thought for a while again. Why would I want to do that? I’m not as stupid as you after all ..and maybe… there’s some nice in me,”
“Oh shut up,” you hissed. Sehun’s eyes widened in surprise. He was being nice to you and then there were you, being ungrateful as always.
“Do you want me to go turn this in? .. you’ll be suspended immediately,” he said.
“Nooo!” you cried pulling him back. “Please don’t do that.”
You could hear him laugh a little. He lowered his hand a little as if trying to give you your bracelet back but still wanting to torture you. You jumped up a few times but realizing that he was only humiliating you, you stopped.
“What do you want me to do?” you asked with a crying face, which was obviously a fake. Sehun looked at you, wanting to get a little closer but he restrained himself. He knew that was not a good time to confess his feelings for you. You looked at him staring back at you. It was starting to freak you out.
“Here! Take it,” he said finally offering you the bracelet.
“You’re just going to give it to me?” you asked suspiciously. He nodded without taking his eyes off of you for even once.
“Some people are just nice you know,” he said. Your face had an expression far from pleasant. You took the bracelet from him, fixed your shirt and began to walk away. Your inner conscious was nudging you to stop and thank him. You weren’t going to give in but your feelings for Sehun made you stop. Somewhere along the pranks and little pesky fights you had grown to like him… you just didn’t know it yet.
“Sehun ahh,” you called to him. He looked up at you with a hopeful face. “Gomawo,” you said and waved at him before leaving.
Sehun smiled as you disappeared into the crowd. He shook his head like a child and followed close behind. At least the rivalry was over…
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Wrote something after almost three weeks. It feels good. I think a break is good sometimes. It motivates me to start writing again. [I am still away on vacation but I couldn’t abandon you guys so here’s something for you guys] I hope you guys don’t bash me and like what I am offering :)
A scenario based on “I will show you” by Ailee
Here are the final nominees. Please VOTE:
Jonghyun (Shinee)
Baekhyun (EXO)
Chen (EXO)
Seungho (MBLAQ)
Leo (Vixx) 6
Kyuhyun (SUJU)
Kai (EXO) - 5
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A scenario based on “I will show you” by Ailee.
Please nominate idols for this scenario?
Requested by anon
“Do you love me?” you asked Kris. He took his eyes off of the magazine for a second to look at you. You weren’t looking at him. Instead, your hands were up in the air moving in a wave like motion. You liked laying your head on Kris’s lap while he kept himself busy with a book or his IPad.
“You didn’t answer my question?” you asked once again.
“Of course I do _______,” he replied but this time not looking at you at all.
“Then say it back!” you said sitting up and forcing him to look at you. Kris put the magazine aside and leaned closer to you. He stared at your face for a good minute as if scrutinizing your every feature carefully. “Are you okay?” he asked.
“Huh? Obviously,” you pouted.
“You’re acting very strange today.” Kris held your hand and kissed it. He was amused, on the inside, looking at your hyper side. You were rarely ever like that.
“I’m perfectly fine…. But …you still haven’t told me that you love me,” you said with a disappointed face.
“Okay! Here you go… I ..lov…” Kris said leaning closer to you with every word he uttered.
“Hey guyssss,” Sehun sort of announced his entrance. Both you and Kris pulled apart.
“Oh hey,” you replied tucking your hair behind your ear.
“Hey,” Kris said with a serious face. He hated that Sehun somehow always interrupted any time you and him tried to be intimate.
“Sorry! I just wanted some orange juice from the kitchen… you guys…carry on,” Sehun said with a naughty smile on his lips.
“Thank yo..” Kris said but you interrupted him. “Oh no we weren’t really doing anything… come join us if you’d like.”
“No no I’m good,” Sehun replied politely. You felt Kris squeeze your hand but you did not react much to it. It was Kris’s habit to seek your attention that way. Your eyes were fixed at Sehun till he walked back into his room. Kris nudged you to look at him when the coast was finally clear.
“You okay?” he asked playing with your hair.
“Yeah..” you replied rather seriously.
“__________ is there something going on? Something you need to tell me?” Kris asked noticing your bland expressions. Just a few minutes ago you were so happy and as soon as Sehun came and left your mood had shifted entirely.
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It was very rare for Kris to ever plan on leaving his dorm. He liked staying in most of the time. That day, you pushed him and the other members to do something fun and so all of you ended up in the basketball court downstairs. Xiumin, Luhan, Kris and Chanyeol were busy playing while you Sehun and Suho watched.
Kris’s attention shifted towards you from time to time. He got hit by the ball more than often and scolded by Xiumin just as much. “Kris if you’re not in the mood to play just sit down,” Xiumin said out of frustration. You were busy talking to Sehun when you heard Xiumin. You looked at him, asking him what was wrong. He shook his head and turned around. He wanted to win the game.
During half time Kris walked up to you and tried to squeeze himself between you and Sehun. You gave him a strange look but to avoid the awkwardness Sehun began laughing. Kris took the water bottle out of your hand and began drinking while staring at Sehun. Sehun still could not control his laugh. Just then aa girl walked into the court.
“Sehunniieeee…!” she called out and waved in you guys’ direction. She ran up to Sehun and jumped up to sit beside him. “I didn’t know you played basketball!” she said lightly tapping his shoulder.
“Everyone! Meet Lindy,” Sehun introduced her with a majestic hand motions.
*Heeeeyyy* - everyone waved to her.
“Who is she?” you asked Sehun. Kris’s attention diverted towards you once again.
“A friend,” Sehun replied but you caught the slight blush and shy smile. He definitely liked her. She was more than a friend to him. You looked her up and down. She was very pretty too. You couldn’t help but compare her to yourself. A little part of you began to miss the time you had spent with Sehun. Kris nudged you out of your thoughts asking you what was wrong. You shook your head and rested your head on his shoulder. You were with Kris now and there was no doubt you liked him a lot more than you ever liked Sehun.
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After the game ended, everyone went back to the dorms to wash up. You ordered pizza and waited for everyone so you could eat together. Soon the room was filled once again but Kris was missing. Suho asked you to go find him. You walked into Kris’s room who was sitting on his bed, his arms crossed, in a deep state of thinking.
“Aren’t you hungry?” you asked.
“No,” he replied. You could sense that something was wrong with him. You closed the door behind and sat beside him.
“You’ve been acting strange all day. What’s up?” you asked placing your hand on his. He didn’t respond this time. In fact he didn’t even look at you.
“Kris…” you nudged him.
“Huh..!” he sort of woke up as if he was sleeping. “_________,” he said holding your hand tightly. “Do you love me?” he asked.
“Love…?…Of course I do..” you replied confidently. “But why are you asking?”
“ Then tell me honestly one thing..”
“What?” you asked.
“Do you still have feelings for Sehun?” His question ran shudders through your body. Your face turned bright red and your heart raced faster than usual. You looked away nervously to avoid eye contact.
“Do you?” he asked again and pressed your hand. You shook your head slightly still not looking at him. He lifted your face with the tip of his slender fingers. He could feel your face burning up. He knew something was up.
“I don’t,” you said reassuringly.
“Then why do I feel like you do?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” you said getting up and walking to the window. Kris followed you out of the bed. “It’s just hard sometimes…seeing him with …other girls. I spent two years with him.. It’s hard to forget Kris. Sometimes it’s hard to forget.”
Kris put his hands on your shoulder to console you. You were on the brink of crying but you held back your tears. You were not going to cry for another guy in front of your boyfriend.
“But I can assure you I don’t feel the same way about him anymore. I like…love… you now and that’s all that matters.”
“You don’t have to say that to make me feel better,” Kris said.
“I do.. because that’s how I feel and you should know that. I don’t say it often but I do.. I do love you.”
Kris looked into your teary eyes and all he could see was honesty. You didn’t have to put more effort to convince him. He knew that what the two of you had was much different then what you ever had with Sehun. You were young and immature when you dated him but ever since Kris came into your life things changed a lot.
“I won’t talk to him if it makes you uncomfortable,” you mumbled. Kris nodded his head and embraced you. He could have said no but he was a little insecure. He didn’t want to lose and if that meant you making a little sacrifice than he was not going to stop you. You on the other hand were happy to do so, if it made him happy. You knew in your heart the Kris was the one and there was everything you were going to do to keep him close to yourself.
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Sort of different from my others which the same concept. Hope y’all like it. I’m off to eating a sandwich. I’m hunnggrrryyy!!!
Requested by anon
Lay stood by the door looking at you sleep peacefully. He could tell you had cried a lot the night before but dare not show him how you felt. He wished he was brave enough to face his fears. Vivid memories from his past always held him back and thus he gave you a disappointing answer each time. Lay walked to your side and ran his fingers on your forehead. He gave you a tender kiss on your forehead and then your cheeks. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.
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You saw Lay stand by the pillar like usual. His train came a little before yours and so the two of you walked home together every day. There was no one day that you remained quiet but that day, you didn’t have anything to say. You knew it would hurt him but you were hurting too. You hated presenting the same question to him when you knew the answer wouldn’t change.
You felt him touch your hand. He was still debating if he should hold it or not when you looked at him. You folded your arms to ease his indecisive state.
“_______!” he mumbled your name. “Hmmm,” you responded after a while. Lay didn’t say anything. He couldn’t think of anything to say. It would be the same as usual stuff, him trying to convince you that life would still be good if the two of you didn’t have a baby.
Ever since you had started wishing to become a parent, all you could see around you were expecting mothers or happy families. You wanted to be one of them but Lay was too scared to become a father. What frustrated you more was that he never gave a rationale as to why he such a strong opinion about the subject. You were afraid it was creating rifts in your relationship. That day too, you could tell he was trying really hard to talk to you but like always, he didn’t have the right words. And the only right words you wanted to hear from him were – ‘yes’. That would make everything better.
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The silent walk home was more unbearable for Lay than you. You settled down on your bed taking a deep breath. Lay walked into the room and sat beside you.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“That wouldn’t change anything Lay. Let’s just forget about it. I’m going to go make us some dinner,” you said, getting up.
“No! stay,” he pulled you back. You looked at him, hoping he would say something but he still didn’t have anything to say.
“If you’re not going to say anything than just let me go. I have stuff to do for tomorrow,” you said out of frustration.
“Are you mad at me?” he asked. You were mad at him and him asking you such an obvious question was not make things any better. You wanted to yell but instead you clenched your fist to let out all of your anger without saying a word.
“I’m not mad,” you finally said. “I’m just disappointed.”
“Disappointed?” he asked.
“Disappointed that you won’t trust me.”
“I do trust you… it’s just that…”
“No! If you trusted me you would tell me why you don’t want us to start a family.”
“We are a family!”
“We are not…” you said angrily, pulling your hands out of his.
“________!” he held your hands again instantly. “Okay let me tell you why.” He calmed himself and began once again. “I am scared because I know I won’t be a good father.”
“Why?”
“Because I have seen my mother suffer my father’s torture every day. He beat her and us and called us names and was never there for us. None of us were surprised when he left one day. What if I turn out to be like that? What if I can’t take care of my kids? What if I can’t love them the way they want to be loved? I don’t know how this works. I don’t want to disappoint you or our child. I’ve lived my entire life hating my father and I am afraid my child will hate me too.”
You looked at Lay in utter confusion. He thoughts were so illogical, almost cynical. He had never shown this side of himself to you. He was always tender and warm hearted. You knew he came from a broken family but you had no idea it had left such a definite impression on him. You looked over at him. Maybe it was your love speaking for him but there was one thing you knew for sure and that was that Lay would never hurt anyone on purpose. You held his hand firmly because you now you knew exactly how to convince him.
“Do you love me?” you asked. He looked at you with confusion. What kind of a question was that?
“Of course I love you,” he said with wrinkles on his forehead.
“Do you think you could ever hurt me?” you asked another question. Lay began to say but stopped. He didn’t have answer and he knew exactly where you were going with it.
“Then how do you think would you hurt our child? What happened to you and your family is a sad reality but you and I both know it won’t repeat. Your mother was a great mother. You should trust the way she raised you. You’ve seen what your father did to you guys and that is what will teach you to be a better person than he was. Don’t demoralize yourself just because your father was a bad person. Being a parent may be a lot of responsibility but we all learn slowly. It may seem horrifying at first but you will get better at it every day. You just have to trust yourself Lay. You care so much about others how could you possibly think you would hurt me or our child?”
Lay blinked repeatedly, trying to absorb all that you had said in a mere few seconds. He wanted to hug you for being so supportive but he was embarrassed for putting you through a lot. He looked away, ashamed at his thoughts.
“Don’t do this,” you said as you tried to turn him towards you. “You know I love you and I won’t ever think of you as foolish.”
“I’m so stupid _______,” he said hugging you tightly.
“No you’re not,” you whispered back.
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2 years later:
You glanced over at Lay and Minjun from time to time. Lay had fallen asleep holding him in his arms. You took a picture of the father and son and laughed to yourself. “And he said he couldn’t be a good father…”
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Sorry guys! I haven’t been able to write because Exo’s comeback is just so hectic for us exotics. We have to watch all the stage performances and keep up with the radio/ variety shows. It’s like a job in itself. i’ll try to find some time to write the next few scenarios! I promise:)