Your Wish Is My Command

Was he a traitor? [Youngjae] ft. Other members

Requested by anon [Based on One Shot MV- BAP] 

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Present day:

Your hands were covered with his blood. You had tried hard, really hard to save him from bleeding to death. Just a few seconds ago he was standing before you, alive and threatening to kill you. You were sure you were going to die that night but then he came back to protect you like he always had in the past. He was an angel but somewhere along the way you had stopped believing that. It was his fault. He had decided to leave one day without telling anyone. You and the other gang members were surprised but more than that you were all heartbroken. Even though all of you had only known him for a few months, he had made a place in everyone’s heart.

And today when he finally came back, he gave you hope. But that hope died as soon as it came. He was gone after he put that man to his ultimate end. He didn’t even wait to say a proper goodbye.

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Six months ago:

“Who is he? Why did you bring him in here? You know this is our..” Himchan panicked seeing Yongguk carry a dying man into the shed.

“Oh shut up Himchan… look at him. He’s bleeding. We need to help him,” you said pushing him aside and running for aid.

“He was running away from M4’s gang members but they caught up to him…” Yongguk replied. He gave the wounded man support and walked him to the bed. You took off his shirt to find the source of bleeding. He was breathing heavily and recovery seemed impossible. He tilted his head to the side to look at you. He held your hands tightly, as if telling you he didn’t want to die. You turned to Yongguk for help. “There could be something we can do…we can’t let him die like this.” Yongguk nodded his head and then he was gone. You turned around to look at the man. His eyes were closing. You had to keep him awake. He had to struggle. You didn’t know him but at that moment, all you wanted for him was to live.

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Everyone sat by the fireplace to listen to Zelo’s strange stories. He’s promised he would come up with some wonderful ones at the next win. It had been a big day for the members, against the Zerox brothers. They had taken over your gang’s supplies a year ago and that day you had won them back. The room was filled with the air of success. Everyone seemed happy until he walked in. The room fell silent. His eyes met Yongguk’s as if complaining for still treating him like an outsider. It had been a little over a month since he had ‘joined’ the group. Yongguk laughed out loud, encouraging the members to act normal and invited Youngjae to come join. Youngjae- that’s what his name was.

He came and sat beside you- the only girl in the group. In the past one month he had asked you several times why you were with these people. You had always found his questions strange. The members were like your family. There was no question of not being with them.

Zelo continued with the story while the rest listened. Youngjae slipped his hand to the side. Without any sign of hesitance he held yours. The two of you were in the corner, kind of in the dark therefore no one could see what was happening.

“Let go,” you whispered fighting hard with that smile on your face. Youngjae shook his head and tightened his grip.

“If they see you do this, they will get mad at you…especially Yongguk,” you said.

“He won’t,” he replied. You thought it best not to fight and remain calm. The more you spoke the more the suspicions would rise. Yongguk eyed you. You tried to move your hand where he wouldn’t be able to see but his gaze danced along your every move. He smiled a little and looked away. He knew about your little love affair with the new comer. He’d known all along but never bothered saying anything. In fact he acted like it didn’t bother him when in reality, it hurt a lot.

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A few more months passed by. Youngjae had become a much dearer member to the group. He had helped in small gang attacks to carrying out bigger plans. Sometimes he asked you guys why you did such stuff. None of you ever had an answer. All of you were sort of born into that. Yongguk told Youngjae to accept his fate and stop interrogating so much. If he wanted to be part of the group, he had to accept the way you all lived.

You were nervous for Youngjae. For the upcoming mission he was required to go into the police head quarters. It was tricky but Youngjae had accepted graciously. He had mentioned once before that he was familiar with the inside of the building therefore he could get the work done faster.  

You, Jongup and Daehyun waited in the car while Youngjae operated from the inside of the building. He was looking up the records for the M4 gang members. Your gang was going to use it very cunningly to your advantage. Youngjae was being monitored very carefully by the camera you had put on his shirt. However, a few minutes after he gained access to the files, the camera stopped working. There was no trace of him.

“Youngjae.. respond,” Daehyun cried through the transceiver. There was no response. You tried hard to work with the camera but it seemed as if it had been disconnected instead of being broken. You lied to the other members though. You told them that someone might have crept up on him from behind.

Daehyun, who always had trouble trusting Youngjae thought quite the opposite. “You’re lying,” he yelled. The three of you waited for a long time but it was confirmed. There was no sign of him. He was not going to come back.

You could feel sweat beads forming on your forehead as you anticipated his arrival. A fear though, was creeping on you. Deep down you had a feeling he was not going to come. Just earlier that day, he had held your hand and told you he cared about you. He had said that before too but for some reason you didn’t want to believe him that day. Something just seemed different about him.

“Let’s go back. That traitor won’t come back,” Daehyun said grinding his teeth. Jongup started the engine with a heavy heart. Youngjae indeed had betrayed you all.

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 Present Day:

“_______!________ are you alright?” you heard Yongguk say. “Why did you come here alone? You knew those guys were dangerous? Do you have any idea how worried I was about you?” With that he pulled you into a hug.

You were still in a state of shock, not being able to say a single word. Yongguk rubbed your back to make you feel better.

“He…he..came back,” you whispered into his ear. Yongguk’s ear perked like that of a predator. He pulled back to look at you.

“Where is he?” Yongguk asked as his nostrils flared with anger. You’d never seen him like that. He never got angry but that day, hearing you talk  about him brought all of his inner anger out.

“He left…! I don’t know where he came from but he shot this guy while I was being attacked and then left before I could stop him. …I don’t know why he didn’t stop. Not even when I tried to call him..” you buried your face into your hand and began crying. Your condition was piercing Yongguk’s heart. He looked at the other members. They knew why Youngjae was never going to return and he felt that it was time he told you.

“He’s with the police!” Yongguk said rather plainly.

“What?” you looked at him strangely.

“Jongup found out a few days ago. The only reason he ‘joined’ out gang was to get information about how our system works. We don’t know why he spared us but …all I know is that…I made a mistake trusting him…”

After that Yongguk’s words stopped registering in your head. You started to remember all the lies Youngjae told you. His police badge flashed before your eyes. How could you miss something as obvious as that? He tried to hide it as soon as you saw it. He lied and you believed.

“Come on ________!” Yongguk said lifting you up. “It may hurt now but time will heal all.” You rested your head on Yongguk’s shoulder as you and the rest of the members walked back. One question that remained in everyone’s heart was, ‘Was he really a traitor or not?’

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Sort of really different from the MV but you guys will see some similarities in the story. Hope you guys like this version. Forgive me if you don’t. I hope y’all like it :) 

posted 5 years ago with 15 notes

“Do you love me?”- [Kris]

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!!! 

posted 5 years ago with 44 notes

Sweet Heart [Yongguk]

Requested by anon 

The weather outside matched what you were feeling on the inside- rage and anger. How could you be so foolish to think that a guy as handsome as Eungyeol like you? Nevertheless you smiled on the outside and began to walk back to your apartment. Just a few more months of saving and you could finally buy yourself a car.

“_________!” you heard a familiar voice say from behind. “You dropped your shirt on the way out the back door,” Yongguk said while panting.

“Did you run all the way from the bakery?” you asked in disbelief.

“Yeah it wasn’t that far,” he replied with a smile.

“Thank you,” you said, taking your shirt from him and putting it in your bag. “I’ll see you around okay?”

“Byeee,” he sang as the two of you parted ways.

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You seemed to be more than lost in your own thoughts that day at work. Your manager snapped his fingers in your face to bring you back to reality. He was more of the chill type. Things like these didn’t bother him. You smiled, silently thanking him.

“You okay?” Yongguk asked with his usual bright smile.

“Yeah.. yeah I’m fine,” you replied when your voice said the complete opposite.

“Day dreaming about someone?” he asked.

“Someone?” you laughed. “More like something?”

“Let me guess! Is it that mousse ice cream again? You know you really shouldn’t be eating such stuff.” Yongguk joked but he seemed more serious. If it was any other day you would not have taken it to heart but that day was different. You were already hurting from what had happened with Eungyeol and Yongguk just added to it by making fun of you for being fat. You gave him a nasty look and disappeared into the kitchen.

Yongguk’s heart sank as he pondered over the words he had said. He didn’t mean for them to come out the way they did. He felt bad and wanted to talk to you but there were customers he had to tend to.

The entire rest of the day, he looked at you from time to time trying to figure out a way to talk to you but you always escaped as soon as he approached. You weren’t mad at him, you were just annoyed that he had hit you right where you didn’t want to be hurt. You already felt really insecure about your image and Yongguk being such a sweet heart and passed that comment.

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The next day was the same. You ignored him all day while he made attempts to talk to you. You didn’t stay after closing to help clean up. Instead you asked the manager if you could leave early. That way you wouldn’t have Yongguk walking behind you.

Your plan failed however, as you heard him call your name from afar. “____________, ____________!” he yelled repeatedly. You fastened your pace but Yongguk did not give up. He caught up to you, and pulled you firmly.

“Can you not hear me?” he asked with slight annoyance. “Why are you so mad at me?”

“I’m not mad at you,” you replied and began to walk once again.

“_________ wait!..” he said and this time ran and stopped in front of you. “I made you something.” He revealed a CD he had made and presented it to you.

“What is this?” you furrowed your eyebrows.

“I added all of your favorite songs to this CD. It’s kind of like an apology from me,” he said forcing you to take the CD. You stuffed it in your bag and without saying a word began walking once again. Yongguk wanted to stop you but then he thought it better to let you go. There was always tomorrow.

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After listening to the CD, a forbidden thought entered your mind. You began to think that maybe Yongguk liked you, otherwise why would someone make all this effort to ask for apology. Then you shrugged the thought out of your mind. How could he possibly like you? You had thought the same with Eungyeol but were only disappointed. You were fat and not pretty and those were two things guys looked for in a girl.

You hit the back of your head to teach yourself a lesson and placed the CD’s on a shelf. You were going to thank Yongguk the next day and things would just go back to normal.

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“Soooo did you like the CD?” Yongguk asked the next day after work. You removed the strands of hair from your face that the naughty wind kept blowing and nodded to him.

“I have a question though,” you asked.

“Sure! Go ahead,” Yongguk said eagerly.

“How did you know that all of those songs were my favorite?” you asked. Yongguk stopped walking which meant that you should too. You stared at him as he tried to avoid your gaze. “Yongguk,” you called out his name so he would respond. He didn’t. Suddenly, he had started to get nervous.

“All the songs in the CD were the ones you hum every day,” he finally said. You looked at him in amazement. It wasn’t something to be surprised over but if pondered over for a few minutes, it sounded very flattering. You could have never imagined Yongguk paid such close attention to you.

“You…! Aaa… you..” you were still thinking of saying something when Yongguk held your hand.

“I like you _______!” he said shyly.

“What?” you pulled your hands out of his immediately. “What do you mean you like me? I thought you…  thought you..didn’t…” you gave up on what you had to say. You knew if you commented on your appearance he would think you were shallow. How ironic!

You looked at him dumbfounded because you had never thought of him in such a way. You thought he was far too cool for you, just like all the other guys. Why would he like you when you were so chubby?

“What are you thinking?” he asked.

“Nothing,” you replied.

“Then what’s your answer?”

“What do you mean?”

“About… what.. I just said.”

“I don’t know Yongguk… I don’t even know why you’d like me,” you said out of frustration.

“Why wouldn’t I?… you’re perfect in every way.”

“No I’m not,” you argued.

“You are _________! And you have no idea how much I like you,” he said holding your hands once again. He was making you nervous. No guy had ever said such words to you or touched you that way. Yongguk was the first one and deep down, you were very happy. He had always been a sweet heart to you. The only reason you didn’t think of him more than a friend was because you didn’t think a guy like him could like you. And now he was standing before you, confessing his love bravely. You had to give him a chance. He deserved it. With great effort, you overcame your nervousness and smiled at him. That was the signal which he happily took as a yes. He could finally walk you home…

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posted 5 years ago with 30 notes

Foolish [Lay]

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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posted 5 years ago with 70 notes

Tender Heart [Luhan]

Requested by anon  

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You looked at the clock in frustration. It was half past six and Luhan had promised to come home early that day. The two of you were going to the doctor for your routine checkup. He hadn’t come to the last three for which he apologized many times. You had no idea he was going to do the same this time.

He finally entered the house around seven. You couldn’t read his expressions because your brain was occupied with the fury. “One time! One time I tell you do something and this is what you do!” you yelled. Luhan jumped a little at your sudden attack. He looked at his watch and then at you trying to remember if he was missing something.

“Is..everything alright?” he asked. You could hear slight annoyance in his voice. It made you more mad because he had no right to be upset when you had spent an hour waiting for him.

“You’re kidding me right?” you asked getting up with great effort. You were seven months pregnant therefore little things like these made you really frustrated. “You were supposed to take me to the doctor today.”

Luhan smacked his forehead, embarrassed at what he had done. He advanced towards you, apology painted on his face. “I am so sorry,” he said trying to hold you.

“Sorry isn’t enough,” you pushed him back. “This isn’t the first time Luhan.”

“What do you mean?” he asked getting defensive.

“Can’t you see? You are never home. Every time I need something I have to ask you five times before you actually go get it. You don’t remember important dates even when I mark them on the calendar. You are never there when I go to the doctor and … to be honest we haven’t even started planning for what our life will be like when this baby comes into this world.”

“You’re making it sound like I don’t care at all,” Luhan countered your argument.

YES! That is what I am trying to say,” you emphasized.

“What are you talking about? I have never shown that I don’t care about our baby.”

You scoffed at him. “Do you remember the day I told you I was pregnant? You nearly collapsed. Most people are happy but you… you seemed so …devastated.”

“___________ I think we already talked about it. My reaction was not mature but I apologized for that. I am really happy that you are having this baby,” he said.

“I am having this baby? What happened to we are having this baby? … this is what your problem is. You are not looking forward to us becoming a family.”

“I am! Don’t accuse me of such stuff.”

“I will accuse you!!” you yelled losing your patience. You just wished he would listen instead of countering everything you were saying. He had shown little to no responsibility towards the baby and yet he claimed to that he was there with you.

“Have you ever bothered asking how my day was when you come home? Have you ever asked how I may be feeling? If I need something? What the doctor said? You don’t care at all. It makes me wish I wasn’t having this baby… because then you would be the old Luhan, who cared about all my needs.”

“Do you hear yourself? You’re being so selfish,” Luhan snickered.

“I am NOT being selfish. You just don’t care and you’re being irrational.”

“All of this started from me not coming home on time. Okay let me just go make another appointment.”

“That’s not what this is about and you know that too,” you pulled him back. It was as if you were looking for a fight that day. But in reality you wanted answers to all your questions. They were creeping up on you. You were afraid Luhan wasn’t ready. He didn’t want the baby and he might leave you.

“Stop it,” Luhan pushed your hand back. “I don’t need you to tell me what to do.” His tone was harsh and his voice louder than usual. “Why do you have to blow everything out of proportion? What the heck is your problem? I am trying to fix things over here and it seems as if you don’t want that. I am getting tired of your whining everyday ____________. Either you stop this or you ….” He stopped realizing he had said too much. Tears started coming out of your eyes. Luhan tried to hold you but you pushed him back.

“_________,” he called your name. “I didn’t mean to…”

“Don’t,” you refused his hand once again. The front door was still open. Without thinking twice you left, smashing the door behind you.

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Luhan stood in the empty room still trying to make sense of what had happened in only a few minutes. Did you really leave? Were you going to come back? He had no idea how something so small could create a chaos as big as this. He felt like he had lost a part of himself. You guys were so happy just a few months ago then suddenly what happened? He asked himself all these questions. He was confused but he knew one thing for sure and that was that he didn’t want to lose you.

Luhan ran out of the house looking for you.

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“_________! __________ stop!!” you heard Luhan from behind. He caught up to you. You could tell that his eyes had shed a few tears. He seemed worried, scared and flustered.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked hugging you tightly. “Just because I am stupid doesn’t mean you leave me like this.” You didn’t say anything but instead hugged him tightly. You started to cry again. “I am sorry for never being there. I do want this baby _________, I’m just a little scared. Please don’t.. leave.” He pulled away and cupped your face in his hands. “Why would you think I don’t care about you enough? I do care about you… it’s just really hard to show sometimes. I promise I’ll put in more effort taking care of you and our child.” He placed his hand on your stomach trying to comfort you. “If there’s one thing I am sure of, it’s that I never want to lose you or our baby.”

Luhan wiped your tears and gave you a kiss. You smiled faintly as he put his arms around you once again. In your heart you hoped he would change for the better this time. You knew he had a tender heart and you also knew he would never give up on you. He just needed a little push. 

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Luhan is such a cutie. I can’t imagine him being mean to his pregnant wife. But still I wrote this since it was requested. I hope you guys like it :) Happy reading.  

posted 5 years ago with 86 notes

Unsure - [Kai]

Requested by anon

You kissed Kai’s puppy before letting it stand on its fours again. It was still limping a little from the week before’s injury. Your heart hurt from seeing her like that. You wanted to hold her again but you knew you had to get back to work. You turned around once again just to look at it one last time.

“________!!!!” you heard someone yell your name in fury. Your heart jumped at the sudden attack as you looked up. “What are you doing to her?” Kai asked. He didn’t seem like his normal self that day. He never really smiled but that day, the wrinkles on his forehead were more than frightening.

“I was just feeding her,” you tried to explain.

“I instructed everyone not to touch her then why are you here? Leave!!” his words were scampered.

“But I..” you began once again, with pure innocence. Kai didn’t wait another second and turned around and left.

You had never been talk to like that before. Sure, you worked for SMENT but that gave Kai no right to talk to you like that. You noticed that he had been talking to you like that for almost two weeks now. Before that, he never even bothered looking at you and suddenly his behavior had shifted gears.

You saw Suho walk out of the practice room. You stopped him half way, to ask what was wrong with Kai. He paused for a moment, thinking why you would ask him about Kai- it’s not like you ever really talked to the members. “He has been sick for the past few days that’s why he is acting a little irritated.”

“Oh,” you pretended to look concerned and made an apologetic face.

“Yea! He’ll be fine in a few days so don’t worry too much,” Suho said and left.

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You had forgotten about the morning incident. It didn’t really matter to you how Kai behaved around you. You had promised yourself to only focus on your job. Meddling into an idol’s life would cost you a fortune and you certainly were not ready for that.

You were walking past Exo’s practice room when you heard someone yell. You stopped for a brief second and as soon as you started to walk again, you heard your name being called.

“________!!! Come here,” Kai yelled. You looked at him strangely, slowly walking into the musky smelling room.

“Is this the stuff you prepared for us?” he questioned throwing an old smelly black shirt on your face. You looked at the piece of cloth and at him. You were sure providing the members with clothing were far from your job. You tried to explain to him but he didn’t let you speak.

“This material will give all of us a rash and we have three big performances coming up next week. Now either you get your mind straight or I’m going to have to talk someone,” his nostrils flared as he whimpered in anger. You wanted to throw the shirt right back at him and call him names but you knew that would be immature. You clenched the shirt tightly and walked out of the room with a heavy heart. You decided that if Kai ever asked for an apology for treating you this way, you were never going to forgive him.

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More days passed by but Kai’s behavior did not change. It was less intense but you could still see the hatred in his eyes. He expected you to recoil when he approached you, but instead he you stared right back at him, sometimes even more intensely than he did. You didn’t know how long it was going to go on for.  Kai on the other hand knew he had to face his fears and tell you what he was thinking.

You were hopping along the hallway lost in your thoughts when a familiar fragrance approached you. You felt sickened at the thought that you could actually recognize his cologne now. Kai looked at you and you at him. Both of you passed each other quietly, but then suddenly he yanked his arm and pulled you into a corner.

“What are you doing?” you whispered rather loudly.

“Shhhh!” he said angrily and pushed your further back into an isolated corner. He knew the door on your right opened to an empty room. He pulled you in and closed the door behind.

“Do you think this is a joke?” you said, getting ready to attack him because defending was too mainstream.

“No! Do you think this is a joke?” he asked you the same question. You looked at him strangely. Kai began to speak again to ease your confusion.

“There is something awfully weird about you!” he snarled. “I don’t know what it is and it makes me want to like you.”

“Whaaaaa” you gasped in amazement. You wouldn’t have thought he was complimenting you had he not stated those last few words. “Are you crazy?” you asked.

“Yes! And it bothers me because all of this is wrong. You! Me! This is all WRONG!” he yelled. He looked completely worn out. You could tell he’d been thinking about all of this for a long time. He sat down and breathed heavily as sweat beads slid down his face. You debated, going up to him. He looked like he needed help but you didn’t have any words to say. You didn’t even know how you felt about him.

“Are you okay?” you asked after an extremely long pause.

“I’m fine,” he replied. He was clearly not fine. What appeared to be sweat beads before were actually tears. He was crying. You had no idea you could have an effect so strong on someone. Deep down, you liked it. You began to enjoy it. But you knew that was not important at the moment. Kai needed help figuring things out. You stood in confusion when he spoke again.

“I’m sorry I treated you like that. It’s just that… I was trying to push you away from myself. I figured…that would be a good way to ease the situation…but…but it doesn’t work.” He got up and was looking straight at you. “I never thought I would get involved in such a thing so early…and my feelings are just so messed up right now.” He looked away as if embarrassed. “I’m sorry if I hurt you one way or the other.”

You nodded as if trying to understand what he was saying. His words were far from being comprehended. What you did know was that, he needed a hug. You walked over, and wrapped your arms around him, patting his back lightly.

“Don’t think about it too much,” you said. He hesitated but put his hand on your back. It sent tingles throughout your body. Your ears tuned red and your entire body had goose bumps. That wasn’t right. That wasn’t supposed to happen. You pulled away rather quickly.

“Just.. try to figure out your feelings okay!” you said sounding lost.

“Yeah… I’ll…try,” Kai mumbled. He was embarrassed at his situation. He had just confessed to someone who clearly didn’t feel the same way about him. Of course, that’s what he thought…

Both you and he smiled at each other blandly. Kai opened the door for you and the two of you parted ways from there.

If, one day he figured himself out, he would come back to you…

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Giving ya’ll a heads up right now that there will be NO second part to this one. Ending can go either ways. He comes back a few years later and tells you he likes you and you say the same. He doesn’t come back and both of you move on. Use your imagination and make something up ;)

I hope ya’ll like this one :) and thank you for reading <3 

posted 5 years ago with 37 notes

New side of him- [Kris]

Requested by anon

You examined your slight baby bump in the mirror and frowned. Touching it felt funny and unreal. “It’s not going to go away no matter how you look at it,” You heard Kris say from behind. You quickly put the shirt back down in embarrassment. “When did you wake up?” you asked.

“Just now,” he said stretching and getting out of bed.

“I’m getting fat,” you mumbled.

“And beautiful,” he added cupping your face in his hands. “Don’t worry too much okay?”

You nodded back reassuringly. Kris smiled and walked into the bathroom. It was a good thing you were an actor in high school or Kris would have stayed worried all day. You rubbed your tummy and sighed. Five more months and you’d be pushing a baby out of it.

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Your ear phones had blocked all the noise from the outside world. You hummed along the song, swinging your body a little. Dinner was going to be extra special that day because your craving for meat had returned. Someone suddenly held you from behind. You smiled at the familiar fragrance and the touch of the soft, wrinkle free cotton shirt. You turned around and smiled. Kris took the ear phones out of your ears. Only he could look so fresh even after nine straight hours of work.

“You look happy,” you commented. He nodded with a rare and brief smile. “Come here! I got something for you,” he said pulling you towards the living room. He made sure to hold you from around the waist for support. It was a little too early for him to be so careful but he didn’t like taking chances.

“What is it?” you asked looking at huge bag resting on the table.

“You know how you always complain about your back hurting?”

“Yeah,” you nodded.

“Well! I got you a special cushion, made for soon to be moms,” he said taking it out of the bag. It was big indeed. Kris pushed it forward as if presenting an award. “Now your back wouldn’t hurt.”

“Oh Kris!” you said cheerfully. “You didn’t have to.”

“But I did,” he said and pulled you towards him. He leaned in and gave you a sweet long kiss. “There’s more,” he added. You looked at him and then the bag. It did look like something else was in there. Kris took out a box. You were sure it was a dress and you weren’t wrong when he opened it.

“Omo!” you gasped looking at the red silk in his hands.

“It’s beautiful but..,” you said

“It’ll fit you. I ordered it to be custom made two weeks ago. I want to assure you that you are still beautiful.” He let the dress flow and presented it to you. It was beautiful- definitely something that would make you feel sexy.

“Thank you,” you said in slight disbelief. You were not expecting him to do all this.

“I would take you out for dinner but you already prepared it so maybe we could go tomorrow?” he asked. You nodded, hugging him tightly.

“I love you okay?” you whispered.

“I love you too,” he replied.

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Kris watched you eat. He knew something was up. You wanted something- something more. He moved his chair close to you so he could make sure. You looked up at him strangely. He was being weird.

“You want something else?” he asked.

“Aniya,” you replied. Your twinkling eyes clearly said the opposite. Kris suddenly got up. He picked up the empty dishes and threw them in the sink.

“I’ll wash them when we come back, right now we need to get you some ice cream,” he said carefully puling you up. You looked at him with an amused expression. How could he have possibly known you were craving ice cream.

“How’d you know?” you asked as he put a coat on you.

“The twinkle in your eyes and that face you make when you want ice cream. You did the same thing the first time we met, remember?” he said. You nodded shyly while Kris put a scarf around your neck. You wanted to ask more questions but you were liking this protective side of him. Something had changed him completely after that morning. He was finally starting to act like he was becoming a father.

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“Did something happen this morning?” you asked Kris while the two of you walked back. He looked at you and a chuckle escaped him. Before you could say something, he used his napkin to wipe the ice cream off of your nose. He gave you a quick peck on your lips to wipe the remaining traces of ice cream.

“You still didn’t answer my question,” you asked, smiling brightly.

“I saw a couple at work,” he sighed deeply. “The guy was taking so much care of his pregnant wife he made me realize I wasn’t doing much.”

“That’s not true,” you said holding his hand.

“You’re too nice,” he replied. “I promise to be take care even more from now on.”

Kris stopped a taxi for the two of you so you wouldn’t have to walk too much. You were unsure about the responsibilities you and him would have after you became pregnant but Kris was doing a great job. You were only falling in love with him more every day.

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I decided to use different ideas instead of going with the usual, him cooking food and all that stuff. Hope ya’ll like this :)  

posted 5 years ago with 46 notes

In the light of the Full Moon - [Kai]

Requested by kaiflavored

[When he imprints you]

You wake to the sound of the cabin’s door smashing open. A shadowy figure limps in, dragging its body from behind as if its weight was to much to bear. With each approaching step, you can hear its claws raking the the wooden floor. You make out the its features through the darkness — bulky chest, massive arms, pointed snout, sharp ears, a body coated in fur, and what appears like a tail swinging behind.

Tap-tap-tap, the rain pounds the window — the roof — the cabin. The wind howls violently. A clap of thunder shakes the room, followed by a strike of lightning, illuminating the space in between.

And just as abruptly as it appeared, the beast vanished, leaving in its place a thin, frail boy. Kai? You want to call his name, but before you can, he collapses onto the ground. Scrambling out from beneath the covers, you dash over to him. His feet are caked in mud, and his nails - cracked and bloody. His body is abnormally hot, slick with perspiration. He suddenly jolts up, knocking you over, and pinning you to the floor. His nails dig into your wrists, his gaze carrying only the look of fervent lust. You scream for him to let go, but he silences you, crushing his lips against yours. His tongue travels down your neck, while his teeth tugs at the yarn binding your nightgown. His thousand kisses burn, leaving a trail of fire on your flesh. You whimper at his touch - not from passion, but from pain. He was nearing the completion of his task when he froze. An expression of absolute terror consumes his face as he shrinks back, finally realizing what he had done. His eyes dart to yours pleading for mercy - for forgiveness - for help.

“I-I … please … I-I can’t … I —” he vomits out a string of barely comprehensible words. His unexpected change leaves you speechless. The room is frozen - neither of you dare to even breathe. “Please just say something! Anything! Get angry! Yell at me! Hit me! Just please do something!” he cries in frustration. He cradles himself - knees bent in - and rocks back and forth. His eyes are wide in fear. “Please. Don’t hate me — I don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to be alone!”, he continues, lost and disorientated. He claws at his face, then begins to pull out hair. His stoic and composed self no longer existed. Here, he was naked to his both his torments and desires. “Please — please — plea —”

You wrap your arms around him and gently caress his cheeks, running your fingers through his hair, unknotting the wild tangles. At first he is uncertain of how to respond, but then pulls you in closer - finally allowing the tears to spill. You hold him tightly, afraid that if you let go, he would disappear. No words were needed. There was a mutual understanding between he and you. And the two of you remain there, comforted by the stillness and warmth the cabin offered. He finally settles down, and the room is silent. He peers up - eyes fixed on yours, and inches in. His lips faintly brush against yours. The only sound is the soft drumming of rain. Tap-tap-tap. The rain carries on.

Seconds tick by.

Minutes.

Hours.

How much time has passed? You can’t tell.

Rays of light peek in, seeping through the curtains. He eases back into a sitting position and stands up, walking over to the window. His fingers trace the fabric’s patterns, pushing against the soft texture of the curtain before flinging it away. A flood of light pours in.

The forest is abloom with color. The rains and clouds had receded, leaving behind a lingering mist. Dew dots the grass like tiny gems, reflecting vibrant rainbows of sapphire, amber, emeralds, and rubies. Tiny critters begin to peek out from beneath moss covered branches. Birds sing melodious tunes in their new spas. But the mighty trees presided over them all, calmly guarding its precious inhabitants. Nature was bright and alive.

A gentle breeze blows in, carrying the sweet scent of chrysanthemum with it. He turns towards you, his dark hair a disheveled mess. His clothing is ripped and battered. Bruises and scars litter his body — and yet his eyes sparkle with intense joy, and he appears as though ready to take flight. Clouds of dust dance around him, wrapping him in a halo of light. At first, there was a faint sign of hesitance on his face — a look of confusion, as though he were about to say something important. But it quickly vanishes as he breaks into a rare, yet honest smile. He no longer resembled the boy from earlier — beaten and defeated — rather, he beamed with a natural, radiant aura that only a child would possess. And seeing him there, you can’t help but smile back.

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I felt like this was the perfect time to release this one. I had one of my friends write this for me. She is absolutely amazing and here is a small author’s note from her: 

“This was so hard. I’ve never really written anything but literature essays in present tense before, so it was real tough to apply it here. So basically, I was going for something like, Kai had transformed into a werewolf that night and comes back to the cabin where he reverts back to human form. However, the feelings left from being in his other form still lingers and he’s violent because of that. Once he finally snaps out of it, he realizes that he did bad things, And in the end, he just knows that she cares for him, but is too shy to say thanks. “

posted 5 years ago with 72 notes

Like father Like Son [Xiumin]

Requested by anon 

Xiumin walked into the apartment, tired and exhausted from his activities for the day. You glanced at him from the kitchen with a calm smile. He lifted his fingers, signaling you to remain quiet. He wanted to surprise Hyunshik for coming home early that day.

“He’s asleep,” you said rather loudly. Xiumin gave you a bewildered look. “What do you mean he’s asleep at this hour? It’s only 6 in the evening.” His eyes traveled to the side window which was decorated with sunlight.

“I know. He was just really tired when he got back from school,” you replied.

“Apppaaaa!!” both you and Xiumin jumped around upon hearing Hyunshik’s cry. He wasn’t asleep after all.

“When did you wake up little one?” you asked as he ran toward his daddy.

“Just now when I heard the door open,” he replied. Xiumin lifted him up and planted a kiss on his puffy cheeks.

“You promised to take me to the park today. Can we go now?” he asked excitedly.

“Of course,” Xiumin replied. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He let Hyunshik on the floor so they both could go and change.

A few minutes later, both father and son came out of the room dressed in matching red polo and khakis. You couldn’t help but shed a few tears. They both were your babies. Your cute little babies.

“Where did you guys get that from?” you asked.

“Appa got them last month remember?” Hyunshik said moving his big doughy eyes. You couldn’t recall but you pretended to remember.

“Aren’t you coming?” Xiumin asked you.

“I would love too but I still have to get dinner ready. Didn’t you say the members will be here by eight?” you asked.

“Yeah! I’m sorry it was so last minute,” he apologized.

“Oh don’t worry about it,” you said patting his shoulder lightly. The two boys held hands and walked out the door hoping and jumping. You want to hug them tightly and maybe take a picture or two but you were running out of time. You had a lot to get done.

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“Seriously, how long will it take them to come back? ________ you need to control your boys,” Suho joked sternly.

“God knows,” you said shaking your head. Dinner was ready and everyone was already at the table. The door finally clicked open and in came Xiumin and Hyunshik holding ice creams in their hand.

“Are you kidding me?” you pouted.

“Opps sorry,” Both of them tried to hide the cones behind their backs. You looked at them furiously for their failed attempt and demanded that they give them to you. They obliged and the next second, the ice creams were in the trash. You couldn’t help but giggle on the inside though. Xiumin sat down with the other EXO members while you wiped Hyunshik’s chocolate covered face.

The members stayed long after, playing games, taking pictures and helping you clean up. It was a fun night. It always was when they all came. You and Xiumin got so busy with your work life that you hardly ever had fun. Hyunshik barely spent any time with you guys. This is why little promises like going to the park and having gatherings meant a lot to him.

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You and Xiumin lay in bed scrolling through the pictures from that night. Everybody looked so joyous. You couldn’t help but notice the matching twinkle in your husband and your child’s eyes.

“Thank you,” you blurted out of the blue.

“Thank you? For what?” Xiumin asked.

“For all of this!” you said.

“What do you mean?”

“For treating him like your own,” you said, looking away.

“He is my son,” Xiumin said pulling you closer.

“I know! I know,” you replied. He hugged you tightly and gave you a kiss on your temple. You couldn’t be more thankful to him for coming into your life and accepting you after your husband left you with a two month old son. You were more than grateful that your son had a father he could look up to. Xiumin and Hyunshik were the two best things that had ever happened to you.

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I timed myself. Twenty- four minutes ya’ll!  I literally wrote this in 24 minutes. I hope you guys like this one and if my brain is working enough, I’ll be able to cook another one for you guys.

Thank you for reading and I hope you like this one, anon :) 

posted 5 years ago with 50 notes

A new member in the family- [Yunho]

Requested by littlepinky82

You tucked the few strands of hair behind your ear for the nth time. For some reason it didn’t want to stay there. Your fingers automatically ran over your frizzy hair as you tried to smoothen it out. The lipstick was messed up too and the mascara was a little too much. You furrowed your eyebrows, staring at your plain reflection in the mirror.

“_________!” Yunho said, placing his soft hand on your shoulder. “Don’t worry too much. You look fine.”

“I need to look presentable. How will they trust me with a child if I don’t look good?” you asked him with concern.

“They will not judge you by your appearance. Trust me okay?” he said and took your hand in his and gave it a light squeeze. “Let’s go.”

You followed him, still a little concerned about how you looked. After a year of debating, Yunho and you had finally decided to adopt a child. You figured you were not ready for a treatment and Yunho didn’t want to push you into something you didn’t want either. You hoped with all your heart that everything would go well that day. You had longed for the day your house would fill with the cries and laughter of a baby. A child you could put to sleep and tickle and feed and play with. A child you could take care of. A child you could call your own.

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The air in the office was misty. You were having trouble breathing and deep down you knew only you were having that feeling. You looked at Yunho from time to time, who was filling out the papers. “Everything alright?” he asked without moving his head even a little.

“Yeah!” you mumbled. He lifted his head after finishing and gave you a reassuring smile. Nervousness was written all over your face. You couldn’t wait to see your little angel again. A few days ago both you and Yunho had come to the hospital to look at her. The baby had had a very unfortunate life considering she was only two months old. Her parents had died in a car crash and they did not have any immediate family that would take her under their roof.

You had fallen in love with her the instant you saw her and now, today was the day she would come home with you.

Yunho grabbed your hand and placed it on his lap to comfort you. “Are you excited?” he asked.

“I am,” you replied calming yourself a little. Your eyes were fixed on the door. Any second it would open and your entire world would brighten up.

The door finally creaked a little, announcing the arrival of your long awaited guest. You could hear her giggle already. The nurse held the little flower like princess in her hands. You jumped up, dragging Yunho with you. Excitement was clearly visible on your face.  

You looked at the nurse with hungry eyes. Without waiting another second she offered to let you hold the baby. You could feel tears forming in the corner of your eyes as you held her. Yunho stood behind you, caressing her cheeks. She was beautiful.

The doctor chuckled at the two of you but you were too involved to take notice. She gathered all the papers and filed them. There were no more instructions she could give the two of you. Both of you were lost in your own little world with the angel. The feeling you felt was indescribable. You couldn’t wait to start a new life with another member added to your little house hold.

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Pretty short but I really didn’t know if something else should be added or not. I was trying to focus more on the ‘adoption itself’

posted 5 years ago with 19 notes

Silent Confession - [Gongchan]

Requested by anon

 

“Come on _________ dance with us?” Baro said pulling you towards the dance floor. “I’m good! I’m not really in the mood.” You replied without looking. Your eyes were searching for Gongchan. All the members except for him and Baro had a girl friend and they were all having fun partying at the club. Jinyoung had the courtesy to invite you too. You agreed instantly, because it would give you a chance to see Gongchan- the dashing prince you had a cute little crush on.

You saw him walk straight into the crowd and touch a girl’s shoulder. She turned around, smiled, and bam!- the two began dancing. Baro was about to turn and leave when you called him back. “You know what? I think I’ll go,” you said.

You made sure you were pretty close to Gongchan so to make him jealous. He looked at you once but after that, he never laid his eyes on you. You had always tried so hard to get his attention but he was silly and stupid and could never understand your feelings. As always, you got tired of trying. You quietly slipped out of the club. It hurt you on the inside but you never let it show.  

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You had promised yourself the night before to stay away from the B1A4 boys for a few days. You figured that if Gongchan didn’t see you for a while he will miss you. The idea died down pretty soon. You had forgotten your jacket at the club. Jinyoung texted you in the morning to remind you to get it since B1A4 was going on a tour pretty soon.

After repeated knocks on the door, you finally heard someone walk towards the door. You hoped it would be Gongchan, so you fixed your hair and planted a smile on your face. The door opened and opposite you stood a yawning and tired looking Gongchan.

“What are you doing here at this time?” he asked. You could hear the annoyance in his voice. Your smile started to fade. You began to say something but you knew his question was rhetorical. He didn’t care for an answer. You remained quiet and so did he.

“Oh hey __________!” you heard Jinyoung say from the kitchen. “Come on in.”

You sort of pushed Gongchan to the side and walked in with a sense of confidence. You wanted to show him that his attitude did not bother you.

“So where’s my jacket?” you asked lifting yourself up with support from the edge of the island counter top.

“It’s in the living room but why are you in a hurry. You should stay so we can all have breakfast together.”

“I would!… but I don’t know if some people want me here,” you directed your comment towards Gongchan. You tried to sneak a peek at him from the corner of your eyes. His ears perked at what you had said but you didn’t notice. Your eyes were blinded by pessimism.

“What do you mean?” Jinyoung asked. You looked up at him sighing deeply. “Doesn’t matter,” you mumbled.

“Is something bothering you?” he asked. “Have one of us made you feel this way?”

“Oh no no! I just think I should not visit for a while. You guys seem to be very busy these days.”

“Not really. In fact I was about to ask you if you wanted to go to this little picnic with us tomorrow. Gongchan planned it.”

“He planned it? Then I should stay away,” you blurted out. It was your anger speaking.

“What’s your problem?” you heard Gongchan say from behind. “You’ve been trying to hint at something for the past 10 minutes. What are you trying to say huh?”  He had slowly walked up to you. You felt threatened.

“Nothing,” you said in a hushed tone and continued to the door. Gongchan stood, watching you leave. He wasn’t sure what to say. He wanted to stop you but the right words wouldn’t sputter out of his mouth. Jinyoung smacked him really hard on the back of his head so he would snap out of his dazed state. “You can’t just let her leave like that. If she felt uncomfortable because of you, than go fix it,” he said.

“_____________ah!” Gongchan cried running after you. You were right outside the door when he stopped you.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“Why does it matter to you?” you asked, looking away.

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Are you really looking for one?”

He didn’t respond. You looked up. He was nodding with utter sincerity in his eyes. You mustered up some courage to tell him what you really thought. “I always feel that you don’t want me around.”

“Why do you think that?” he asked.

“It’s the way you look at me,” you responded.

“Does it bother you?” he asked. You didn’t know how to respond. Gongchan used his hand to lift your chin. He was smiling at you a perfect smile. One that you rarely ever saw.

“I won’t look at you that way anymore. Just please …don’t go away like this…”

You couldn’t believe your ears. Gongchan, the guy you thought could never feel anything for anyone was being nice to you for once.

“Why?” you asked him.

“Because… we are going on a tour and I won’t see you for so long so I want to make the most out of it before we leave.”

“And why is that so?” you asked. You had planned to annoy him till he finally said what you wanted to hear.

“Because…” he paused with a sense of hesitance. “I’ll …miss you.”

Your ears turned a hot pink and his hands shook with nervousness. He wasn’t looking at you anymore. He was flustered and shy. Maybe more shy than you were.

You giggled nervously at his state. It was a start of a relationship that neither of you had to make official. It was just…there!

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 Sure took me a while, but I am back and I’m promising to stay. Just need to catch up on this writing. I have promised myself to watch so many things and I have so many other commitments to fulfill everyday that I can barely count hours. Hope you guys like this one. Its short but to the point :) 

posted 5 years ago with 53 notes

A tale of unspoken confessions [Kris]

“Every time she tried to take one step forward he pulled her two steps back…”

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“Excuse me ma’am! Would you take a picture of my wife and I?” a handsome young man asked you. You were so engrossed in preparing your song that you almost jumped at his sudden appearance. You glanced at him and his beautiful wife. The way his fingers danced around her waist and the way the smile on her face was forever unfading you could tell that they were newly wedded. “Oh sure,” you said, taking the camera from his hand. Their faces were lit with happiness– a happiness you were not quite familiar with, yourself.

“Thank you,” the young man said, taking the camera back from you. You gave the couple, your biggest smile before settling down once again to practice the song. There were people everywhere- all around you. You occasionally glanced at them. It made you happy to see them happy. Of course it was not the first time you were playing piano at a wedding. You had done it many times before but that day seemed special. People seemed extra happy. You shook your hand lightly, at your charmed thoughts and once again began to exercise your fingers.

Time flew by quickly. The soft morning breezes turned into afternoon gusts. In just a few moments the groom was going to enter the room. People were going to congratulate him and then everybody would anticipate the bride’s arrival. Guests had started to settle. Some looked calm while others were whispering impatiently.

The sound of the door creaking caught everyone’s attention. “It must be the groom,” a young lady from behind said. She was shushed by her momma very vivaciously. You straightened your back, took a deep breath and within a few moments your hands began running along the keys. A tender muse filled the air which quite complimented the light head movements from the persons present. The sound of footsteps mixed with the sound of music created a sweet rhythm. You closed your eyes to picture the song in your mind. The footsteps stopped. You knew the groom had reached the stage. You could feel his presence too. Then very slowly, you opened your eyes to see who the lucky bachelor for that night was. Your gaze fell on him and…

And … there in that moment you felt a slight tinge of pain in your heart. A misty smile conquered your face. It was only a reflection of the indescribable feeling you felt. ‘Of course,’ – you thought to yourself as a chuckle took you. You turned your face back to the piano to avoid eye contact with him. You knew you would have to do that for the rest of the night.

Your eyes shut once again as you tried to picture the melody in your head. It was hard this time. Memories from the past were escaping the tightly locked doors and presenting themselves to you on a gold platter. You twitched a little, at their atrocious act but there was nothing you could do but to accept them. Then, finally you smiled to ease the wrinkles off of your forehead.

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Four Years ago:

You felt uneasy in the new atmosphere. Your mind cursed your advisor for telling you last minute that you had to take another math class before you could sign up for your major. “What’s wrong?” you heard your friend ask. You looked at her strangely, unable to comprehend her words. You were too preoccupied in your thoughts. “Are .. you.. okay?” she asked once again putting emphasis on each word. “Yeah…ye! I’m fine,” you replied with a slight shake of the head. She leaned in a little closer to you as if ready to whisper some very secretive words. “That tall handsome stud sitting two rows behind us… hasn’t taken his eyes off of you for a long time,” she ended with her classic smirk. You waited for a few seconds before turning around to see who it was. That minute you knew your friend has thought wrong. The guy was perfection. Why would he be staring at you? You smiled awkwardly at him and turned around to give your friend a good spanking.

“You think he was staring at me?” you asked.

“Ahan,” she nodded boldly.

“Oh Lily what will I ever do about you?” You shook your head. The professor walked again. Class started and everything that had happened was forgotten.

You thought you had put the subject to rest but ever since Lily mentioned that hot stud, you had been seeing him everywhere. The two of you would make awkward eye contact and then quickly look away. It was getting out of control. You took Lily in confidence and told her what had been happening. He was literally everywhere. You had started to feel a connection with him. You could tell that he knew you and you him but the only problem was- the two of you had never talked to each other.

“Should I talk to him?” you asked Lily out of frustration.

“Talk to him… ah yeeahh of course!” she encouraged you.

“But what will I say?” you asked. “We don’t know each other. It will be awkward if I just randomly say something. Aren’t guys supposed to take the first step?”

“They are… the world is changing. Make the first move. He basically stares at you as if he wants to talk to might as well give it a shot.”

“But if he does look at me all the time why doesn’t he just come talk to me. I don’t bite.”

“He doesn’t know that… and besides… he might be too shy.” Lily held your hand to give you a slight push. She knew you could do it. If you never asked you would never know the answer.

“Okay,” you finally announced. You were going to do what many wouldn’t have dared to.

The next day you walked into class rehearsing your lines. You were going to ask him to help you with a math problem. What guy would not want to help a girl who is stuck with a problem. You smiled confidently and walked up to him. Not many people were there. He was an early bird and so were you.

“Hey,” you said from behind. He turned around as if he knew you were going to ask him something. Your confidence started to flush out when he looked at you straight in the eye.

“Your name is …Kris! Right?” you asked.

“Ah yeah,” he replied rather enthusiastically.

“I was wondering if you could help me with a problem.” You asked. You could tell that your face was bright red and your hands were shaking. You clenched the seat near you, tightly hoping he wouldn’t see it.

People had started to come in and the room was getting crowded. “How about we meet somewhere else?” he asked.

“Where?” you asked, dazed by his bold step.

“The coffee shop near the library around 1 o clock? Here take my number and I will text you when I get there okay?” He had said so much in such a little time that your brain could not comprehend much. He took your phone and saved his number in it.

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You sat in the coffee shop waiting for his arrival. It was almost 1:30. You knew he would have a good reason for being that late. He looked like such a gentleman. Your phone buzzed. It was a message from him. ‘Hey really sorry but I won’t be able to make it. Maybe some other time?’

That’s it. That’s all he had said. You felt like a fool for thinking he would actually show up. He would actually help you. Then you calmed yourself. He could have gotten busy with something serious. He said he would help you later so now all you had to do was wait for him to message you again. You texted him back telling him to let you know when he was available.

You were good in math. Smarter than many. You didn’t need his help but you just wanted him to be there because deep down you had started to believe a fairytale. He liked you, you liked him – end of story. You thought you had done him a favor by talking to him and so the rest was up to him. He had to be the one to make an effort and talk again.

After that day, the two of looked at each other but neither or you said a word. You wanted to ask him if he would ever text you back but that would make you look desperate. You did not want that. Days passed by and nothing happened. He acted like somehow that day had never happened. You had never talked to him. He had never texted you. It bothered you. You told yourself you hated him but your heart whispered ‘no you don’t.’ It was killing you.

Then slowly you started to curse yourself for even daring to think a guy as handsome as him could ever like you. You thought of many alternatives. He could have a staring problem. He wasn’t good at math so he didn’t want to embarrass himself. He had feelings for someone else. And so on and so forth. You had decided to forget about it all together. It was a good that things had ended before they started…

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2 months later:

You sat under the moonlight looking up at the stars for answers to all your questions. The test you had failed earlier that week, on top of your friends ditching you to go see a movie and than your car breaking down last minute. All the little things had added up creating a huge lump in your heart. You wanted to let it all out. You wanted to cry but you were also afraid someone would see you. Sitting outside your own dorm building was not exactly the bed place to cry your heart out and expect no one to notice. You glanced at your watch. It was almost two in the morning. You were safe. You could cry and no one would be there. And so you let a tear drop from your eye. It felt good on the inside. More came gushing out and then within a few seconds you were crying.

“I don’t know what to do,” you said, burying your face in your hands. So much had happened in the past semester that you felt your strength fading. You felt weak.

A long time passed by. Your bear arms reacted fiercely to the cheering wind. You lifted your head and there in that moment you froze. Kris stood a few feet away staring at you. How long had he been there – you had no idea. He moved an inch towards you but then you felt his body stiffen.

You quickly wiped your tears still in your heart hoping he would stop you. He didn’t. You had stopped complaining too. There was no use getting mad at yourself or whoever wrote your faith because if it was not meant to be than it would never happen. What made you mad was the fact that he randomly acted like he knew you and the next second he acted like he didn’t. He played with your heart all the time. You had spent two months trying to forget about him and now he had brought you back to day 1. You hated his mysterious side…

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Present day:

The room fell silent when someone announced the arrival of the bride. “She’s coming, she’s coming…” they said. You stopped playing the piano also bringing yourself back to reality. Up till then you had done a great job of hiding your face from the groom. You were not scared of his reaction. You were just afraid of making eye contact with him because just not looking at him hurt so much so you could only imagine how you would feel if something happened otherwise.

The door opened once again. That was your queue. You began playing the piano once again. The bride was beyond beautiful. Her face, her body, her eyes, her smile… they were all a definition of perfection. You looked at her and then glanced at Kris from the corner of your eyes. The couple hadn’t taken their eyes off of each other for once. They both looked so madly in love. You had moved on in life but there was still a part of you that was hurting. It came naturally. You were not jealous of the bride. You didn’t hate him either but …but that feeling was still there. You hated it.

The wedding ceremony passed by fairly slowly. You looked at the clock. Only five more minutes before you could leave that place forever. Those five minutes were taking forever. People started to get up. Words of congratulations were being thrown around. People were clapping, dancing and cheering. They all looked so happy. You got up, fixed the wrinkles on your plain dress, tucked your hair back and began to walk out.

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“Excuse me!” you heard someone say from behind. You were not sure if that person was talking to you but nevertheless you stopped.

“You play the piano really well,” he said. Now you knew he was talking to you. You turned around enthusiastically but froze the second you saw his face and he yours. His mouth dropped for a slipt of a second but he quickly stabilized himself.

“Thank…Thank you …very much!” he said with a bright but forced smile. You, who still had not recovered from his sudden appearance stood there frozen. He looked at you and you at him.

“Make yourself comfortable!” you heard him say and then he left. That’s it. That is all he said. You spent all this time trying to hide yourself when he didn’t even remember you. He had done it again. But this time you were glad. Now you would never have to worry, thinking about him. He belonged to someone else.

With that, you slowly made your way out of the church.

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He stood near the window watching you leave. All he ever wished for was to apologize for that day and tell you that he did care. He was just too scared…

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So here it is you guys. I feel like people who have been in a situation like this would be better able to relate to this scenario.

I hope you guys like it :) 

posted 5 years ago with 40 notes

Real Quick!

1. Kris [Exo] 

2. Myungsoo [Infinite] 

3.  Sehun [Exo] 

4. Joon [MBLAQ]

5. Hyunshik [BTOB] 

Edit II: KRIS IT IS! 

Currently writing a sad scenario. Need a hero. Shortlisted these handsome guys. Need sort of a mysterious figure. Which one should I choose?-

posted 5 years ago with 9 notes

Nerd Love [Changjo]

Requested by light-baekhyun

You blew on to your freezing hands for warmth, waiting outside an MTR station. Changjo had promised to meet you there at 5 o clock sharp. It was 5:02 and you were getting impatient. You took out your phone and just as you were about to dial his number, someone hugged you from behind. “There you are!” he said.

“Opppaaaa!!!” you whined as you turned around, still wrapped in his arms. “Is my impatient girl friend ready to have some fun?” Changjo asked. He tapped your nose playfully.

“Pabo!” you pouted but it soon broke into a smile. Changjo held your hand as the two of you began walking towards his favorite mall. “I am so glad you agreed to come here with me. Trust me you will love this,” he said squeezing your hand. You could tell that he was excited.

“Since when did you start getting this excited to shop?” you asked. You were not much of a shopaholic yourself and neither was he but he seemed happy that day.

“I’m seeing you after so long that’s why,” he said leaning in closer to you. You gave him a satisfying smile as he moved forward through the crowd. The stores were amazing indeed. You could tell why he liked them so much.

The two of you entered a huge store and before you knew it, you lost sight of Changjo. You stood on your tippy toes to look for him. He was in a small corner deciding between two shirts. You began to walk towards him but something else caught your attention. It was the shirt you had been looking for, for the past two weeks. You grabbed it greedily and ran to the fitting room.

The light pink shirt complimented your skin tone. You tied your hair up and a lose ponytail so it would match the carefree style of the outfit. It looked perfect. You opened the fitting room door, also texting Changjo at the same time to come see you. You were sure he would love it and buy it for you. Your texting was interrupted by Changjo. He had magically appeared out of nowhere, almost causing you a heart attack.

“Aish!” you pouted.

“Look at this _________. Isn’t this cute??” he asked showing you a plaid collared shirt with a matching gray sweater to be worn on top of it.

“It’s nice,” you said. It looked a little nerdy but it was also very cute. “Now look at my..” you began but Changjo cut you. “Here I got you a matching one. Go try it on.” He pushed you into the fitting room.

“But don’t I look nice in this?” you asked.

“Yeah yeah,” he replied impatiently and closed the door on you.

“Are you ready?” he asked after a minute.

“Yeah.. just give me a second.” You replied. You looked at yourself in the mirror. The shirt looked nice but it was not your style.

“Come on ______. Hurry,” Changjo knocked on the door. You opened it so he could come in too. You guys were lucky no one saw otherwise both of you would be kicked out of the store. Changjo began taking off his shirt.

“What are you doing? This is the girls fitting room,” you said trying to pull his shirt back down. Changjo gave you a greasy smile and pulled his shirt off.

“It’s just you and me in here,” he said and pulled you towards his shirtless body. You sighed at him for being so silly.

“Now are you going to try yours on or not?” you asked. He pouted at your flat expression as he put on the shirt. There! The two of you were matching.

“Don’t we look nice?” he asked half hugging you.

“We do,” you gave him a reassuring smile.

“Okay so let’s buy these,” he suggested.

“But what about the other shirt that I..” you asked.

“We can buy that next time,” he replied. Both you and him changed quickly. You looked at the other shirt with longing eyes but Changjo was too busy to notice. He pulled you out of the fitting room anf off the two of you ran to the checking counter.

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“Today was a good day wasn’t it?” Changjo asked as the two of you walked back home, under the darkening sky.

“It was,” you replied. You rested your head on his shoulder, still thinking about that other shirt.

“__________,” he called your name.

“Hmmm.”

“I have something for you,”  he said stopping in the middle of the road. Before you could ask him anything, he pulled out that cute pink shirt from the bag. “Did you really think I wasn’t going to get it for you?” he asked.

“Omo… how did you?? When did you..??… Oh thank you oppaaa!” you uttered broken phrases. Changjo leaned in and gave you a peck on the cheek. “Now lets wear the nerd outfit together tomorrow okay?”

“Okay,” you replied much excitedly than before. You had the best boyfriend in the world.

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Finally had some time on my hands to write something even though finals are still going on. I decided to put up a nice fluffy one before my sad one ;)

Hope you guys like this one. [My first Teen Top scenario]

posted 5 years ago with 37 notes

Laser Tag- [Exo]

Requested by yukicassiopeia4eva 

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You hid behind a small wall but your head was still showing. The barrier was just big enough for you to cover yourself. Sweat beads formed on your forehead as you waited for the enemy to attack. They were faster, stronger and more experienced. You hadn’t been on the field in almost 6 months. Your practice was tarnished.  You tried to block out the background noise so you could focus on the footsteps. You heard some. They were rushing from one corner to the other. You wanted to look up and see if anyone was coming for you but it was too dangerous. If you caught someone’s eye you could be dead.

“Aha!” someone said jumping almost on top of you. You looked up and found Chanyeol hovering over you.

“Shhhhhh!!” you pulled him down. “We are on the same time. Can’t you see the colors?”

“What? Oh yeah,” he said as you smacked his forehead.

“And you’re too big. Get your own corner. They will find us.”

“That’s the point. Stop hiding and go fight.” With that said, Chanyeol pulled you up. Just then you heard a beep. Someone from afar had tagged you.

“Are you freaking kidding me,” you shouted pushing Chanyeol from you. “Look what you did.” You heard another beep and Chanyeol got tagged too. He shrugged his shoulders and soon disappeared in the dark. You had to find a safe space to let your wounded shield heal. As soon as it recharged you jumped back into the field. You weren’t going to hide anymore. It was time to defeat the enemies!

Sehun came running towards you but you tagged him before he could even lift his gun. Just then Luhan came from behind. You elbowed him and then used your gun to tag him.

“What the heck that’s not allowed. You can’t elbow me,” he pulled you by the shoulder.

“Too bad,” you giggled and ran away.

The game was getting more intense than expected. You saw Suho panicking and running away from everyone. You regretted the moment you chose him for your team. He had very cunningly convinced you that he was a pro at laser tag. He clearly wasn’t.

“Suho oppa stop running away,” you said reaching his little hiding corner.

“They’ll get me if I don’t,” he replied.

“Well we won’t be getting any points if you don’t attack them,” you said and just like Chanyeol had picked you up, you did the same to Suho. You heard Baekhyun and Kris behind you. Kris yelled in frustration as he got tagged. You jumped in excitement since your team was getting more points. Baekhyun high fived you before moving on to the next person. You moved swiftly from corner to corner, helping your team mates and protecting others. There were less than thirty seconds left. You moved away from your barrier to see if anyone was coming. Suddenly, you felt someone yank your jacket from behind. “Muahahahaha,” he laughed. You immediately knew who it was. “Chen!” you mumbled as he turned you around. “I got you this time,” he said and raised his gun to tag you. Just then you heard a beep and bam!- Chen was tagged. You looked at his shocked face and then both of you turned your head to the right. Lay stood elegantly, pretending to blow the smoke off of his gun.

“Wohooooo,” you cheered and loosened yourself from Chen’s grip. The robotic voice in the background revealed the winner which was obviously your team. Your team mates gathered around jumping in excitement watching the other team with their lowered heads.

The victors walked out while the losers followed close behind. You turned around with your excited self, smiling condescendingly at the team who had bragged about being the best at laser tag.

“Alright guys, time to do your dares,” you said clapping your hands. The dares had already been decided for the losing team by you and the other team members.

Kris – had to get down on his knees and sing a love song to whoever walked into the game center next.

Luhan – had to dance to Gee in front of everybody

Tao – do gwiyomi and post it on his weibo

Sehun – walk up to a random girl, hold a girl’s hand, and say “…….”

Chen – had to pay for everybody

Xiumin – had to roll into a ball and start whining

“Alright Kris, let’s do this,” Chanyeol said and pushed him forward. Kris glared at all of you but he was also a man of his words. He walked to the entrance and sat down on one knee as if about to propose to someone. Till then, he had kept his elegant grace but seeing people around him, whispering and staring he started to feel self conscious. He turned around, making a puppy dog face so you guys would release him his punishment but everyone stayed put. He closed his eyes and opened them again taking a deep sigh. The door slightly opened. The members jumped on top of each other anxiously, looking to see who would walk in. In the very next second everyone began to laugh as an old grumpy man walked in. Kris’s eyes widened in surprise. He stared into the man’s eyes who could only imagine what was about to happen. Kris blinked repeatedly and then very hesitantly took the man’s hand.

“Hey hey hey what are you doing?” the man shouted, trying to pull his hand away. Kris didn’t let go. He held it even more tightly.

“I lost my mind Noreul choeummannasseultte No hanappego modeungoseun Get in slow motion….”

“Are you crazy?” the old man smacked Kris’s forehead which caused him to fall back. “I am fine sir,” he replied and began singing once again.

“Crazy lad!,” the old man mumbled grumpily and walked away. Kris turned around with a tomato red face, only to find all of you holding your stomachs while laughing.

“I hate all of you,” he said walking back and also hiding his face from the public.

Luhan was up next. His pale skin turned light pink, complementing his darkish pink hair. Lay dragged him in the middle of the game room and you turned on the music on your phone. Luhan sighed and began dancing. He wouldn’t look at anyone in the eye. His gaze was fixed on the floor as he moved. A small crowd soon gathered- mostly girls and some older boys. Their laughter was overshadowing the music. He couldn’t hear it anymore.

“Waaaeeeee!!” he stopped and yelled. You could see a twinkle in his eyes which was clearly because of the tears that were forming. You pushed Lay to go get him. He had had enough for the day.

“We better win next time,” Luhan said to Kris while grinding his teeth. Kyungsoo and Kai laughed secretly which earned them an intense glare from a grief ridden Luhan.

Tao and Chen were up next. Chen opened his wallet and laughed.

“Ohh hahaha.. I don’t have any money,” he scratched his head. “I must have left it back at the dorm.”

“Really???” Suho eyed him. “Then why do I see money hanging down your sleeve?” Suho pulled Chen’s sleeve up and all the money fell on the floor.

“Aaaaish,” Chen grunted picking it up one by one.

“Looks like now you have enough to pay for dinner too,” you winked at him. Chen advanced towards you in a threatening sort of motion. You hid behind Lay to protect yourself.

“I will get you one day _________,” Chen said squinting his eyes.

“We’ll see,” you stuck out your tongue. Chen held back his smile and went ahead to pay.

“Tao you’re up,” Baekhyun patted his shoulder.

“NO worries, guys I already put it up,” Tao said showing his phone to all of you. He really had put a video of him doing gwyiomi. While all of you were laughing about Luhan’s situation, Tao was doing his job in the back.

“He got a lot of likes too! .. aish.. he got the easiest one,” Kai whined. Tao laughed, scrolling down his screen watching all the girls comment about how awesome he looked. The plan had backfired.

 Everybody turned to Xiumin. He quickly held his stomach and pretended to look sick.

“Guys I think I may be getting a stomach ache,” he said.

“You were fine five minutes ago,” Suho commented.

“Yeah I know, I was just..” Xiumin began to explain.

“He’s bluffing,” Luhan and Chanyeol said at the same time.

“No I’m not,” Xiumin defended himself. “And you’re on my team Luhan!”

“Liaaarrrr,” Baekhyun and Kai cried this time. Look at your hands. They aren’t even on your stomach anymore. Xiumin didn’t realize that he had changed his position while getting mad at Luhan.

“Aaawwwooooch,” he tried to pretend holding his stomach again.

“Yeah yeah,” you said and pulled him by the arm towards the center of the room. “Off you go oppa,“ you clapped just to annoy him some more. He closed his eyes and lay on the ground, then he pulled his legs up close to his chest forming a ball like position with his body.

“Now rock,” Chanyeol commanded to his hyung. Xiumin began rocking back and forth creating baby sounds. Only you guys knew how ridiculously funny a 24 year old man doing such a crazy thing looked. A woman who was walking out of the building with her son stopped half way, turned around and walked up to Xiumin.

“Ooo ohh,” everybody cried.

The lady put her hand on Xiumin’s shoulder. He almost jumped when he opened his eyes to find a woman shoving her face onto him.

“Are you okay?” she asked. Xiumin took his thumb out of his mouth, really embarrassed at his situation.

“Ah ye,” he said getting up.

“Do you need help finding someone?” the lady asked. She had started to think Xiumin had a mental disability. “Oh no no! I am fine,” Xiumin replied, making sure to not make any eye contact with her. The lady looked him up and down, as he walked back towards you guys.

“Happy?” he pouted and folded his arms standing in front of all of you. The members and you nodded back obediently. You guys were more than amused.

Sehunnie was the next and also the last one. Chanyeol clapped his hands in excitement because he had been anticipating this one. It was his idea after all.  Sehun, like the other members did not whine. He seemed more than calm.

“Go sehun oppa,” you said to him. He smirked at you and pushed everyone out of the way so he could find a girl. His target was soon locked. He causally walked up to her and tapped on her shoulder. The girl turned around and was almost stunned, being approached by such a handsome boy. Sehun became a little nervous too since he had no idea the girl was that pretty. Sehun held her hand in his and looked straight into her eyes.

The girl looked at him nervously but also anticipated his words. Sehun did not smile for one second. He had the same lame expression on his face as he always had. He was sort of mad that you guys had asked him to say such an immature statement but a dare was a dare and he had to do it. He took a deep breath and finally said, “I am gay for Chinese men…”.

The air around them fell silent. The girl couldn’t register what he had said. She felt as if he was insulting her.

“Aaaaaaish pabo!!!” she cried and pushed him back. Sehun tried to call her back to apologize and tell her that it was a dare. She didn’t listen for one second and ran into the pool of people.

Sehun glanced at you guys who were watching everything at a distance. Everyone began to clap as Sehun walked back with a much disappointed and embarrassed face.

“You seemed pretty confident,” Lay commented.

“Don’t start with me,” he said as he walked through all of you once again.

The dares were finished. Six out of twelve members had embarrassed themselves to an extent, that day. You adored all of them very much for always bringing laughter and staying true to their words. If you didn’t have them in your life, your life would have been very different.

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I was supposed to finish this over the weekend but I got super lazy. I just received a very bad news before finishing this so it is very chunky and all over the place. I’ll try to make changes later but for now I hope you guys like this :)   

posted 5 years ago with 47 notes