Your Wish Is My Command

Update:

1. I just counted all the scenarios I wrote for this blog and I have written 177 in less than a year. *idontbelievethis* 

2. I updated the pending list so now I only have 19 more requests left.

3. The ask box will be open in the second week of May [hopefully]. 

4. I can’t thank you guys enough for this. I love all of you. To be a good writer you have to have amazing readers who understand your writing. Thank you so much guys. I love all of you :) 

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posted 5 years ago with 4 notes

Lazy Sundays [Yunho]

Requested by thescenarios

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You lay on the couch watching the ceiling fan move at a slow speed. It was neither too cold, nor too hot. Just the right temperature to go out and do something. Yunho appeared from the kitchen, licking a popsicle. He sighed at your usual position on Sunday mornings and sat beside you. He slowly ran his fingers up your naked leg. You lightly pushed it away as soon as it reached the hem of your dress. You heard him chuckle. “Come on ________. Let’s do something today.”

“What do you want to do?” you asked scratching the already reddened spot on your arm.

“I don’t know. I just want to get out of here.”

You sat up facing him. “You are always at work. Don’t you feel good staying at home?”

“I do but I hate seeing you lay on the couch like this. You are home most of the time so shouldn’t you want to do something?”

“I do,” you took a deep breath but never finished your sentence. He scanned your face for a response but he knew that was all he was getting.

“Okay come with me,” he pulled you up.

“Aish! Where are you taking me?” you asked with annoyance.

“Just get ready. I’ll tell you on the way,” he replied, pushing you into the room.

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The taxi stopped in front of SM Entertainment. You pouted, looking at Yunho.  Out of all the places in the world, he had brought you to this building- the building he spent most of his time in.

“Relax!” he tried to calm you. You let him hold your hand as he guided you to the elevator, hallways and then finally to a huge, empty practice room.

“Why are we here?” you asked putting down your stuff.

“I love dancing,” he said.

“Ahan,” you added.

“You love dancing,” he said.

“Huh?” you made a questioning face. He walked closer to you and cupped your face in his hands.

“So I was thinking, I should help you practice.”

“What?” you jumped back.

“Yep!” he said and with that he pressed a button on his remote and off went the music.

Yunho had already started dancing while you stood there watching him groove to the moves. Come on,” he tried to pull you. “Oppaaaa!!” you whined and covered your face with your hands. You were too embarrassed to do anything.

“You can do this ________. It’s just me. No one else in here,” he insisted. He had stopped dancing and was holding your hand firmly. He pulled you towards the mirror and moved your arm in a wave like motion. You felt a shudder run through your body at his touch. Two years and you still felt the tingles. He kissed you on your neck to encourage you. You began to smile looking at his face in the mirror. He seemed so calm, much less tense than you yourself. 

“Relax your muscles,” he said lifting your arms in the air this time. You let him move them as he wished. He out his other hand on your waist and pushed you to bend your body sideways then forward and then finally backward.

“Shouldn’t you be teaching me some hip hop, break dancing moves?” you asked.

“Nope!” he paused for a second, to give you another peck on your neck. “ I like this better.”

“Pabo!” you elbowed him.

“Ouch,” he laughed and pulled you back.

“Don’t tell me you don’t like this?” he asked.

“I never said that,” you winked at him and tried to run away. He ran after you and the room was soon filled with the sound of yours and his laughter. He finally caught hold of you but instead of picking you up he began to tickle you.

“Oppa stoppp,” you insisted.

“Aniyaaa,” he mumbled holding you close to him. “I’ll only let go if you let me teach you some moves.”

“Waee are you like this?” you scrunched your nose but also smiled at the same time.

“Because I love you,” he replied. Your ears blushed a light pink. He covered them with his hands and then embraced your lips into a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he repeated once again.

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The fastest I have ever written a scenario and also probably the shortest. Its very fluffly too!! *screams* lol. But I hope ya’ll like it :) I might add some detals later if I feel like it wasn’t that good. 

posted 5 years ago with 25 notes

Boo! - [Kris]

Requested by anon

 

 

Kris nuzzled on to your neck. He could feel your hands shaking, as you hid them under the small covers. He looked over at the side of your face. Your eyes were fixed on the TV screen and fear was written clearly on your face. He slid his hand down your arm, which you grabbed greedily to hold on to.

“If you’re scared we can stop watching this,” he mumbled as he planted a kiss on your neck.

“Scared? What? No no I’m fine,” you said in a hushed tone. He smiled at your failed attempt to convince him that you were not scared.

“You clearly are,” he said pushing you from on top of him. You turned around to face him.  A mischievous smile took his lips.

“What?” you asked, hitting him on his chest lightly. He shook his head, still smiling and then held your hands.

“I love you, you know that right?” he said, and kissed your hands. You nodded back with a shy smile. Kris was being weird again but nevertheless, you liked he when he occasionally told you that he loved you.

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 That night, it had begun to thunderstorm outside. Your weak heart was panicking, thinking about where Kris could be. He had left, after watching the movie saying he had to meet the boys. He usually did that but he never came back this late. It was almost past midnight. You looked at your phone in frustration. There was no point calling him. He hadn’t answered your past five calls or tons of messages.

Suddenly, the screen began flashing. He was finally calling you. You picked up the phone and just when you began to yell, a distant and weak voice cut you. “________! I’m sorry,” Kris said.

“Kris!” you whispered his name. “Are you okay?”

“Aaaaaaahhh,” he cried and then there was complete silence. You heart sank. The hair on your body rose.

“Kris! Krissss… oppaa are you okay???” you asked again and again. There was no response except the faint beeping. You rushed to your window and slid the curtains to the side. The only visible light was the small street lamp in the far corner. Nothing could be seen except the heavy rain creating ripples in the small puddles.

“Oppaaaa!” you whimpered. Tears rolled down your cheeks, quite similar to the raindrops racing down the windowpane.

You began looking for your shoes and an umbrella. You had to go find him. Right when you were about to leave your room you heard your front door open and then shut tightly.

“Oppa!” you said happily and began to rush out. There was no response. As soon as you stepped into the hallway the lights went out. “Oppa!” you said- but this time a lot more scared then the first time. You could hear footsteps and the faint sound of a dripping raincoat. Kris didn’t own a raincoat. You began to take steps back into your room. You grabbed the first thing you saw and ran into a corner.  

The man in the coat walked into the room. You were curled up beside the night stand. He couldn’t see you. He moved his head from side to side, as if trying to sniff the air for a human’s presence. His behavior was very animal like- just like the murderer from the movie.

You held onto the fragile object, drinking your own tears as they gushed out of your eyes. Whoever this man was, was surely there to kill you. And that call you just received? Nothing made sense. You were worried about Kris and you were also worried about your own life.

The man began walking towards the side of the bed, closest to you. You scrunched your legs even more but you knew it wasn’t going to help. Another step, and he would be able to see you clearly. You closed your eyes and rested your head against your knee. The footsteps grew closer. He had seen you. His pace became faster.

“Aaa,” you let out a scream when he held you and pulled you up viciously. His grip was firm. It tightened even more as he brought you closer to himself. You could feel his warm breath on your face. Your eyes were tightly shut.

“Krisss,” you whispered one last time before that monster could kill you. Just then you heard a cheerful laugh. The grip loosened and the person pushed you back. The laugh was awfully similar. You opened your eyes and looked up. Kris was standing before you, laughing hysterically at your scared face.

“Oppa???” you gasped in shock.

“Got you,” he said clapping and jumping. As you slowly gained your senses your fear turned into anger. You pushed him angrily and began to walk away. He had gone too far this time. But he held you and pulled you back. “Why are you mad? I thought you weren’t scared of anything?” he asked.

“Are you stupid?” you asked in return and also smacked his forehead lightly. “You nearly killed me. …And what was that whole phone call thing? I was so worried about you. …” Tears were still rolling down your cheeks. “I hate you so much Kris,” you said. He pressed your face against his chest so you could cry all you want to. You held on to him so tightly, that he had trouble breathing. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.” You repeated.

“I’m sorry,” you heard him say.

“Yeah! You better be,” you mumbled.

“But you have to admit, it was pretty cool right? And and.. did you see how the lights went out.”

“How did you do that?” you asked.

“I don’t know. I was quite surprised myself but it helped me even more,” he shrugged his shoulders. Just then, both you and him jumped at the piercing sound of thunder. That was soon followed by lots of laughter.

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 This one is pretty short too but hey I actually wrote two scenarios this week. Give me some credit. [ I promise it’ll get better once I get done with this semester. I hope ya’ll like this :)

I can totally imagine Kris being a troll but extremely sweet at the same time. 

posted 5 years ago with 56 notes

Never could she find someone like him - [Changmin]

Requested by anon 

 

Changmin looked over at his phone as it buzzed for the unth time. He finally picked it up but instead of talking he turned it off and put it upside down on the table. “It could be someone important,” you said to him. “Not as important as you,” he replied taking your hand in his.

“You don’t have to do all of this oppa,” you insisted.

“I do,” he said. He nodded to the waitress nearby to bring the menu. She did as he instructed. You looked at his tired face and sleepy eyes. He was pushing himself far too much. Keeping up with his schedules and then always making sure to meet you on time. In the two years that the two of you had been dating, he had missed only a few dates. He always tried to make it on time. You still very clearly remembered the day he asked you to be his girlfriend. You gave him a thousand and one reasons as to why it wouldn’t work out and he gave you only one to say that it would. “We love each other and that’s what’s important,” he had said that day. Along with that he had promised to never let you down. He never wanted to lose you and he had made that pretty clear.

The two of you ate in silence like the usual. He wasn’t much of a talker while eating. After dinner, he decided to walk home which you very vigorously opposed. “You’re too tired. We need to get as soon as possible so you can rest.”

“No!,” he said stretching his arms and then holding your hand. “I want to walk home so I can spend more time with you.”

“Oppa you’re killing yourself,” you whined. He chuckled looking at the sky.

“I just don’t want to lose you,” he mumbled.

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For the next few days the same thought kept bugging you. You knew you had to fix it. You loved him but you also wanted him to be successful. If he kept dangling between you and work, he would never be able to make it. You couldn’t be so selfish. You had to let him go and even if he didn’t know it, it was for his own good.

With a heavy heart you texted him to come over so the two of you could talk. You made many plans in your heart, starting from breaking his heart by cheating on him to pretending to cheating on him. Everything seemed brutal. His heart was so tender, you couldn’t be so mean to him. You thought it best to tell him the truth. He would disagree at first but with a little bit push from you, you had hopes of becoming successful.

“____________! I’m here,” you heard him announce as he entered through the front door.

“In here,” you responded. He hopped into the room but his face fell flat looking at you. You looked worn out and… well…. sort of hoboish.

“Is everything alright?” he asked with concern.

“No!” you responded sternly. Changmin’s heart sank. He held your hand and made you sit down next to him. You very calmly, took your hand out of his, got up and walked to the window.

“I can’t do this anymore,” you mumbled.

“Can’t do what?” he asked, still in a good mood but a little concerned.

“This,” you turned around to look at him. It was too painful, looking at his charming face and twinkle laden eyes. You turned away once again. “This relationship oppa,” you finally said it. You felt a heavy lump in your throat.

“What do mean?” he got up and lunged towards you. “Are you okay?” he checked your forehead in panic and then squeezed your hands.

“I’m fine,” you pushed him back.

“Then what’s wrong?” he asked.

You played with your fingers in a nervous state. Changmin loved asking questions but that day, you had no answers for him. You could barely stop your tears from falling out of your eyes.

“I don’t get it _________. Am I doing something wrong?.. Did I make a mistake.” He turned you around and looked you straight in the eyes. “Please tell me so I can fix it.”

There in that moment, you felt like killing yourself for making him feel that way. You were stupid, immature and lots of other things.

“It’s not you,” you said meekly. “It’s me.”

Changmin shook you so you could look up at him again. He had questions lots of question and you were only making him more confused.

“I’ve been cheating on you this whole time,” you blubbered. Changmin’s grip loosened on you. You heard a gasp mixed with a sniffle escape his lips. You buried your face in your hands and began to weep. It was the only way possible to make him go away. A little pain now would save him a whole lot in the future.

He stood in the corner of the room staring at you blankly. You didn’t dare look at him. You couldn’t tell him to leave nor ask him to stay. Both you and him were in an awkward situation. You knew you had to wait it out.

Moments passed  and he didn’t say anything. Your tears had started to dry but his cheeks were still wet just like his wounded heart. You couldn’t possibly tell why he was looking at you closely.

“You’re lying,” you heard him say. Your eyes met his and in that instant he knew he had caught your little lie. He ran to you and pulled you into a hug. As much as you tried to pull away, he didn’t let go.

“I know you’re lying. I know why you’re doing all of this. How could you be so silly,” You felt him pat your back lightly. “You’re doing this just because you want me to be more successful right?”

You had no words to respond with. All you could do was cry till his shirt soaked in your tears.

“How could you be so silly? A lie like this one? Do you think I would believe such a thing. You are just as much in love with me as I am with you. How could you even think I would leave you?”

“I want you to be happy,” you shouted, and pulled away.

“Happy?” he chuckled sarcastically. “You think I’ll be happy without you? If anything, you are the reason that lights up my day. When I see you after a busy day, all of my tiredness is gone and here you are telling me that you’re the reason I won’t be successful? How can you be so selfish _______? You’re selfish. I hate you,” he pushed you back.

“I just want you to..”

“No! don’t,” he cut you short and pulled you into a hug once again. he was very flustered.  “Please, don’t ever do this to me again. I’ve told you this before and I am telling you now. I don’t want to lose you and I will do everything I can to make this relationship a success. Just… promise me you won’t leave me?”

You didn’t respond. You were mad at him for knowing you so well. How could you ever let go off of such a fool. He was everything you had ever wanted.

“I need you _________,” he said, giving you a slight squeeze. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you responded immediately. He needed that, after all you had done to him. Changmin felt his energy coming back. You were silly- very silly and he loved you just that way. You smiled and so did he. At least, now you knew you didn’t have to worry about him. He had promised and he was a man of his words. You, on the other hand were the luckiest girl alive.

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Short, sweet and in my opinion pretty good! I hope ya’ll like it. [My first changminiie scenario] I loved how I got to play with the emotions in this one. I like writing scenarios like these :)

I hope you like it anon :)  

posted 5 years ago with 69 notes

Happy Ending - [Key]

Requested by catpurplesky

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He turned around as soon as you approached the corner of the street. You knew he had been waiting for you. At first you weren’t so sure but as days, weeks and then months passed you realized that he stood near the street light everyday around 5 o clock. That’s the time you usually walked back home from university.

Today you were finally going to confront him. He had some serious explaining to do. Clenching your books tightly to your chest you headed to his direction.

“Hey you,” you called out from behind. He didn’t move an inch. “Hey you!” you said a little louder this time. Still no response. You grabbed his sleeve and pulled him. He looked at you with horror filled eyes. You could hear the music being blasted through his earphones. His hoodie covered most of his face. He pulled it off and released his hand from your grip.

“Are you stalking me?” you tried to interrogate.

“Are you out of your mind?” he asked with a disgusted face. Your expressions changed to that of a confused person. You saw a slight smirk appear on his face. He rolled his eyes and very calmly walked away while you stood and watch him leave.

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You didn’t see him near the poll after that. He was gone- maybe for good. You did miss not seeing his hooded face everyday but at the same time you were also relieved.  Life went back to normal. You became more observant to your surroundings. Every guy with a hoodie would be the object of your observation.

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Two weeks from then:

You walked down the busy street, lost in your own thoughts. Some random guy kept repeating the word “hey!” to someone. It had started to annoy you. ‘Is the other person deaf or something?’ –you thought to yourself. Just then someone put their hand on your shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. You could hear his heavy breathing. “Hey!” he said once again but this time in a barely audible voice. You stopped and turned to look at him. It was the guy in the hoodie.

“Oh my goodness! You’re back!” you said shrugging his hand off of your shoulder.

“Aaaaaaa…. Yea!” he said as if accepting his crime.

“Why?” you asked and began to walk once again.

“You were right. I was stalking you… but I don’t think that would be the right.” He snapped his fingers. “I was observing you.”

“A little too closely don’t you think?” you asked with a faint smile.

“ Aaaaish! You …could..maybe.. say that!” he chuckled, scratching the back of his head. The two of you turned onto a less busy street.

“So what do you want?” you asked.

“You!”

Your head shot in his direction but he immediately added to his words.

“I mean.. I want to..show you something,” he bit his tongue.

“Show me something?” you asked. “I don’t even know you.”

“I know. I know. That’s why I was thinking we should get to know each other some more.”

“And why would I want to do that?”

“Oh trust me, you want to,” he said, this time smiling more freely. He grabbed your hand and pressed a small paper on it.

“What’s this?” you asked. He shrugged his shoulders and in only a few moments he was gone. You stood there, watching him leave and then at the paper he had given you. He was clearly nuts. You didn’t want to have anything to do with such a guy. Still, you put his souvenir in your bag and headed back home.

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You ran your fingers seven digit phone number scribbled on the paper. No flower was needed to debate the issue. You were already doing it inside your head. After a lot of thinking you finally picked up your phone and sent him a text message.

What do you want’-

‘Just a dinner-‘ he replied instantly. 

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You sipped the water from time to time and occasionally biting the top of the straw. He sat opposite you, very carefully scanning your nervous state. You wished he would just give up the act and actually talk. And then you cursed yourself for texting him. ‘What if he is a secret murderer who is out to get me..?’- you thought.

“I’m not a murderer,” the guy said as he interlaced his finger and rested his chin upon them. You looked at him, slightly scared and slightly surprised. So he could read your thoughts too.

“Who are you?” you asked with suspicion. He didn’t answer, quite as you had expected. The food was soon served. The two of you ate quietly- him looking at you while you tried your best possible to escape his gaze.

After dinner, he took your hand and walked you out of the restaurant.

“Where are you taking me?” you asked.

“Shhhhh,” he said pointing to his lips. “You’ll find out soon.”

You had started to get annoyed but if he had made all this effort than he must have something special to show you. You let him drag you through crowded streets, isolated parks and lighted river banks. The two of you finally reached a clearing. He let go off your hand and lay down on the grass. You looked at him oddly, trying to understand what he was doing. He patted the empty space next to him for you to lay.

“You’re going to miss it,” he said patting it once again. You gave up and lay next to him. For some odd reason you felt very calm on the inside. The sky, although cloudy, was still lit with a few twinkling stars.

“So this..”

“Shhhh,” he said once again. He slid his hand down your arm and then held your hand. “Watch,” he said as he lifted your hand and at the exact moment lights from different restaurants afar lit up. They formed different patterns, adding to the twinkle from the moon. The moon, hidden behind the clouds started to show a little.

“This is beautiful,” you whispered. “How did you know about this?”

“This is the only area in the city where all these lights intersect. No one comes here…”

“But you do,” you said rolling over. He nodded and in that moment for the first time you saw him smile with all his heart.

“Why did you bring me here?” you asked again- hoping he would give you an answer this time. He looked into your big doughy eyes. They demanded an answer.

 “Because I want you to see how beautiful the world is,” he finally said. Your mouth fell half open.

“What do you mean?” you asked. He sat up and pulled you up too.

“Let me tell you a story… A story of a girl who was lonely and scared. She was afraid she would disappoint her parents. She knew she had to do everything to make them proud. So she went to a business school instead of her dream Art school. She sighs as she walks through crowded streets every day, clenching her books close to her chest… But wait..there’s more. She is also hurt. It’s because of a boy.”

Your head shot up in his direction. How could he possibly know all of this? Each and everything he had said was true. Who was he? Why was he here? What did he want? You couldn’t understand any of this. Your heart began racing in fear.

“She loved him even when he was very controlling. She gave him her everything. Then one day the boy broke her heart and ran away with someone else. It hurt her but she let it be suppressed. She knew she was too young to worry about such things. And so she went on to live her life with an unhappy, broken heart.” He leaned in and whispered these last words, “A heart that needed healing.”

A tear rolled out of your eyes and fell on your hand. “How do you know all of this?” you whimpered.

“It’s written on your face,” he said. You had many more questions but you knew it was useless to ask. He never gave you the answers you wanted. He got up and so did you.

“__________,” he said your name.

“Hmmmm,” you asked still shuffled in your thoughts.

“This story needs a happy ending…”  

You looked up towards him but he was already leaving.

“Wait,” you called after him. “What’s your name????”

He stopped at a little distance, turned half way and said, “Most call me Key!” – And then he was gone.

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2 months later:

You opened the letter your mother had handed you a few minutes ago. It had a bus ticket to Ulsan and one statement written at the end of a small paper –

‘Let’s go live the life you deserve- Key’

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Ahhh sure took me a while to finish this one because I kept getting lazy but I’m finally done with this. Too bad it’s on the day our jonghyunniiee oppa is in the hospital. #getwellsoonkimjonghyun.

I hope I didn’t let you down catpurplesky. And hopefully you guys will enjoy this. 

posted 5 years ago with 26 notes

The battle within [Luhan]

Requested by anon 

 

 

You smile blandly thinking about how easily she had let the friendship between the two of you slip. No official statements or direct cutting remarks, just silences along with avoidance in eye contact were enough to say that she had chosen her over you. You told yourself it was your fault. You were the one who must have messed things up like all the other times. Why else would everyone hate you? Why else would every relationship you treasured just fall apart?

“No matter how hard life is, always look at the bright side of things, my love,” your mother used to say.

“I do mom,” you whispered to the silent, empty room as you lay in your bed. You truly missed her that day. A tear trickled down your face and fell on the pillow. ‘Oh I’m crying…’ you thought to yourself, forcing a smile on your face. “It’s not that hard _______. Things like these always happen.”  You tried to make yourself feel better but only your heart knew what it felt. It ached because you were lonely. It ached because you were hurt…

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You knocked on the screen of your phone in annoyance. It was the third time since that morning it froze on you. The snow had come unannounced in the middle of April. It had started to pile up everywhere, making it hard for you to walk. You were already ten minutes late and your phone wouldn’t corporate with your situation either. You shoved it back into your coat pocket and increased your pace this time.

Your adjusted your rapid breathing upon reaching the door of SMENT. You had only opened it half way when you were pulled back viciously.

“Can’t you see me standing right behind you?” Luhan said angrily. Your head spun and you felt dizzy due to the sudden shaking of your body.

“I’m sorry,” was all you could say still trying to adjust yourself.

“Well next time, make sure you let me enter first,” he snarled.

“Yes Sir,” you nodded rapidly.

“____________!” you heard an angry voice from across the lobby. “Where have you been all morning?”

“Aaa.. I was trying to call..” you said taking out your phone and knocking on the screen once again.

“If you are not going to take this job seriously, I’m going to look for someone much better than. Do you get that?” the manager roared, pulling you with him. You had barely gained your senses and now this. You turned around to look at Luhan. He was looking at you. You wished he wasn’t. Because the condescending smile fixed on his face was doing nothing more than hurting you.

The manager handed you the plan for the next three weeks but what worried you was the party you had to organize for that night. 6 hours notice was not enough to get everything into place. You hurried out the building as soon as he released you. The clock was ticking faster than usual that day.

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“You got the cheapest flowers? Are you okay?” the manager yelled, taking you into a corner.

“There wasn’t enough money left,” you said timidly. He was ready to yell once again but something else caught his attention. You felt your blood flowing once again, when he let go off of your arm. You were about to move when the door behind you opened, pushing you forward. “Why were you standing right outside the men’s bathroom?” Luhan asked with annoyance. You looked up at his shiny silver hair and perfect features.

“Aaa.. the..” you blurted incoherent words.

“Look at yourself. Is this what someone wears to a party?” he questioned with harsh words. He began to walk away but something stopped him. As if what he had said wasn’t enough. He came near you stopping only inches away. He smiled looking at down at you. “I don’t like the way you look at me,” he whispered. The smile had disappeared. You could see hatred and disgust in his eyes. It didn’t surprise you at all. You had seen it before-many times. ‘Why?’ – you would always ask yourself  but no answer would come. Luhan’s eyes fell on your wrist. He twitched wanting to take a second look but you pulled your sleeve down. You were scared of making a move. If you tried to walk away he would be mad. If you stayed he would come up with something else to insult you with. The world would never be happy with you. Luhan eased your problem by walking away himself.

As much as you didn’t want to, you were required to hang around until the party ended. You took a look at your shabby clothes and then compared yourself to all the other pretty girls at the party. They looked beautiful. They all had boyfriends and they all had friends. You were lonely and broken and had no one to talk to. You glanced at Luhan from time to time. His fingers danced on a pretty girls shoulder as they moved to the sounds of the beat. It bothered you to see them together but you scolded your heart for even going down that lane. Having secret feelings for someone had cost you a lot in the past. Your heart didn’t understand though. It had begun to like Luhan since the day you saw him. You however kept telling yourself the lie that it was far from true.

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That night you lay in bed, once again thinking about all the wrong things that life had done to you. Then you smiled, like always- telling yourself it wasn’t that bad. Things could be a lot worse. So what if you had no friends left and so what if your workplace wasn’t the best place to be it. You had to survive as long as you could. Life is such a beautiful gift, how could you just throw it away like that?

What you didn’t know was that, your heart had plans of its own- plans that would come unannounced…

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You arrived at work extra early the next day, just to be on the safe side. Some of the Exo members were already there. You had never talked to any of them before. You didn’t ever make an effort to either, because you assumed they would treat you exactly the way Luhan treated you.

You placed all your files on the bench outside their practice room and sat down. You sleep deprived eyes began to shut as you rested your head against the wall.

You woke up to the sound of doors opening and closing. You panicked looking at your watch. Thirty minutes had passed in just a few seconds. Hurriedly, you grabbed everything and ran to the manager’s room.

Luhan walked out of the practice room. Something caught his eye. He stopped, turned around and looked at the small brown diary on the bench.

“What is this doing over here?” he talked to himself also staring the object in surprise. He picked it up and went back into the practice room. He wouldn’t allow anyone in the world to read his personal journal. Then it hit him. He had seen you sitting on the bench a while ago. Luhan ran in the direction of you room. He banged the door open looking at you furiously. You trembled at the sight before you.

“If you ever.. ever.. ever..” he advanced towards you like a lion coming out of his den. “touch my things again you have no idea what I’ll do to you.”

“What do you mean?” you asked in a shaky voice.

“Don’t play innocent on me you little rat..”

“LUHAN!” you yelled. You could never imagine him saying such a word. He was a lot of things but he was never go to such extent.

“Don’t yell at me!” he said. His lips quivered with anger. Both you and he heard someone’s footsteps coming towards your room. It was the manager.  

“I don’t want her here in this building anymore,” Luhan said to manager sternly.

“What do you mean?” the manager asked seeing the two of you together.

“I just don’t want her here,” Luhan said, this time a little louder. You looked at the two men in horror, trying your best to stop the tears from gushing out of your eyes.

“________ I’ll figure this out later. Will you please leave right now?” the manager said patiently, making way for you to go. You looked at him and then at Luhan. His anger hadn’t subsided. He was still mad- very mad. The worst part about the whole situation was that you didn’t even know what your crime was.

Your eyes burnt as you blinked, giving your tears the best chance to fall out of your eyes. You wiped it quickly, and picked up all your belongings. It was time that you left- forever…

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Luhan lay in his bed holding the journal. A lot had happened that day that needed to be added to his list of achievements. He stared at the unfamiliar hand writing on the first page. His heart sank and his pupils widened, as he flipped through the pages. It wasn’t his journal. He flipped back to the first page to see who it belonged to. His scrunched his nose as he saw your name scribbled on the first page.

“What have I done?” he whispered to himself. A long time passed and he still couldn’t register all that he had done. He picked up the journal once again and began flipping through the pages but this time much slowly, staring at the pages blankly. Then suddenly something caught his eyes. Words. Words that looked familiar.

‘He said that I looked at him weird. Now how can I compete with that when I don’t even know what it means? It’s not his fault for thinking me weird. I am different…’

He flipped to much earlier entries to make sense of what you may be talking about.

Aug 9th-

‘She doesn’t know I saved her from getting caught that night. I took the blame because I know she wouldn’t do such a thing. She is too innocent. How could she? And besides it’s just a onetime thing. I’ll get in next year. She deserved it more anyways.’

Sept 12th-

‘I see our friendship dying with everything but I feel like I am the only one who cares. She doesn’t and I know that but even in this I may be at fault. How can she ever be wrong? I am always the one to screw things up. She says she has found better friends and I am happy for her but it bothers me sometimes because I get lonely too. Don’t I deserve a nice friend too?’

Sept 13th

 ‘Mom, I miss you today. Why are you so far away? Why did you have to leave so early?’

Sept 25th-

‘Am I really this worthless that everybody pushes me around? I keep trying to look at the bright side of things but it’s all just a lie. I see happy couples around me all the time. It reminds me of him. I wish I had told him how I felt… He would have been nicer to me .. at least nicer than L****.

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You stared at the blood dripping from the light cut you had given yourself. A tear fell from your eyes, adding itself to the trail of red liquid trickling down your wrist.

“It has come to this,” you mumbled to yourself.

‘You don’t have to do this…’ –the voice from inside told you.

“It’s not like anyone would care.”

‘They care! You just don’t know it yet…’

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” you replied, proceeding with a second violent touch of the knife with your skin. You were going to finish the job tonight, hoping to not see the next day light.

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Luhan skipped back to the most recent journal entry. It was longer than your usual ones. His heart was racing a little even when he was trying his best to calm himself.

Oct 1st-

‘For the first time today I let myself cry. I can’t take it anymore. It hurts too much. It hurts me to see him with other girls. He dances with them, he touches them in ways I can’t express. I don’t like him..or at least that’s what I tell my heart. But all these bottled up feelings have finally started to come out. He said that I looked at him weird. Now how can I compete with that when I don’t even know what it means? It’s not his fault for thinking me weird. I am stupid… I’m starting to become cynical. Things like these didn’t bother me. I used to smile. I used to laugh. Than what happened? Why am I always like this now? Why does it feel better when I… I’ve lost everybody I loved. My mother, my one and only friend..and now my heart is secretly falling for a man he seems me as nothing more but trash. Tell me.. am I so worthless? She never calls me back when I call her now. I want to tell someone how I feel but there’s no one. I don’t like the sun.. I don’t like the birds chirping, the flowers.. It breaks my heart to see them so happy when I smile to cover up my dry tears. I’ve pretended too long. I’m tired now.. Why can’t all of this be over already? Life is a gift but I don’t want it anymore…

“Oh no oh no! what have I done? How could I be so stupid?” Luhan panicked. His eyes fell on the calendar. It was Oct 2nd. Your last entry was from the night before…

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Someone shook you with trembling hands. He then pressed his ears against your chest. “You’re going to be alright okay?” he kept humming as he picked you up and that’s when you completely lost consciousness.

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“You’re going to be alright okay? You’re going to be alright okay?” your ears buzzed with the same phrase over and over and over. You closed your eyes as soon as you opened them. The light was too bright. It hurt your eyes.

You felt someone’s hand brush against yours. It was soft. His voice was even softer. “Open your eyes,” he was saying. You struggled for a long time but finally gathered enough courage to try once more. This time, the light was blocked by a familiar face over your head.

“Lu..han,” you whispered.

“Shhhh,” he said sitting beside you. He took your hand and ran his fingers on your bandaged wrist. You felt a tear drop on your hand. You knew it belonged to him but you didn’t dare look at him. What happened? How he came to save you? How did he know you were about to kill yourself? All these questions were revolving around in your head but you couldn’t ask him. You were mad at him for saving you but your heart was grateful. You hadn’t forgiven him but your heart had.

Luhan looked at you with loving eyes, wanting to ask you so many questions. Wanting to tell you that you wouldn’t have to be sad anymore. He was going to remain by your side, not out of pity but because he cared about you maybe even falling in love with you. But he knew his words would not fix anything. He had to show it and that’s all he was going to do from them on…

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Lots of mixed emotions running around in this scenario. I feel like those who have been in similar situations would be able to understand it more. People who are sad on the inside always cover up with a smile and keep denying that they are unhappy. They blame themselves for all the problems and sometimes even get annoyed at themselves for being so needy. [If you are one of those people please go out there and talk to anyone. Be it a stranger or not. If you suppress your feelings or keep them bottled up inside you, bad things can happen.]

The scenario is a little chunky and different from my usual scenarios because I’ve put lots of personal emotions into it. I apologize if I let you down with this or if this isn’t what you wanted anon but I also really hope that you like it. :) 

Edit: [Will proofread soon]

posted 5 years ago with 130 notes

His gaze [Kris]

Requested by anon 


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A shudder ran through your body when your hand touched his. You turned to look who it was. ‘Oh it’s him’- the tall dark haired guy who had just returned from China; that’s all you knew about him. When you first started working with Exo, for last minute additions to their upcoming album, Kris wasn’t there. You were a little more than surprised when you found out that he was a part of the group too and as a matter of fact, the leader of the Exo M. The first encounter with him was more uncomfortable than you had expected. Instead of greeting you politely, he presented himself with a strange expression planted on his face. He neither said a word, nor moved a single muscle in his body. All he did, was to stare at you, with such intensity that you started to feel insecure.

“Sorry,” he mumbled while stopping for less than a second. You rubbed your hand where your skin had made contact with his. You didn’t like the tingles it felt.

“You’re fine,” you replied to the empty room.  He had left faster than you could even utter the first letter of your phrase.

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You stood outside the in the small balcony that opened to the front of the building. All the fan girls had left a long time ago. The area was empty and quite. The dark sky was slowly turning a lighter shade of violet. You heard the door slide behind you and someone entering the small space. You scoot to the side to let them stand next to you.

“Are you tired?” he asked. Your ears perked at the familiar voice but you didn’t dare move your head. You saw his side profile from the corner of your eyes. He was tall, much taller than you.

“No,” you replied in a barely audible voice. The air seemed to be getting heavier around you two. Both of stood in deep silence admiring the bluish streaks in the sky. It was so beautiful that you felt your hair raising. “Aren’t you tired?” you asked him.

You heard him chuckle a little as he turned to face you. You were unsure of what to do. It scared you to look at him. He was too intimidating and what your heart felt when he gazed at you was beyond describable. You stood firm in your position while he looked at you in awe. “I’m not tired…I’m just worried…a little,” he said.

“Worried?” you looked at him in surprise. The dark circles under his eyes over shadowed his bright but tired smile.

“When they said last minute changes, I had no idea they wanted me to sing a ballad,” he covered his eyes with his hands. Your tensed muscles began to relax. “Do I look like a ballad singer to you? I don’t understand why they’re making me do this?”

“That’s your worry?” you asked, trying your best to sound comforting. He nodded finally taking his hands off of his face. “You will be fine,” you smiled encouragingly but avoiding his eyes. “I’ll help you. Don’t worry about it okay?”  He nodded again but he was still unsure about everything.

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Three days later:

You stood in the studio waiting for Luhan, Chen and Kris to show up. In the few weeks you had been working with them, they had never been late. This was the first time. You assumed it would be because of Kris. He was really unsure about the whole situation.

“Sorry, we’re late,” Luhan said as he hurriedly entered the room. Kris and Chen followed close behind.

“What happened?” you asked.

“Kris hyung was having issues,” Chen said comically. You smiled at his attempt to lighten the mood.

“Alright, so let’s get started,” you said pushing the boys into the recoding room. Everybody took their positions and settled down. Music started, and the boys began singing.

After quite a few attempts Kris finally got his notes right. He looked over at you nervously, ashamed of his singing abilities. You smiled back calmly to tell him he was not doing bad at all.

“Let’s take five,” you announced, taking your headphones off and adjusting the buttons on the equipment. Chen and Luhan ran for the door as if getting released from the prison. Kris however stayed behind. You looked at him through the glass window. His head was bent down. You knew he was waiting for you to enter the recording room.

“Kris, go take a break,” you said from the door. He stood up and walked over to you.

“I have to tell you something,” he said.

“Hmm,” you asked raising your eyebrows questiongly. He lifted his hands, unsure to whether to hold your hands or put his on your shoulder. He did neither.

“I … I like you,” he said. The strange expression on your face turned into a smile. Your ears blushed a light pink and your heart raced a little faster than it normally did.  You were not surprised at all about his confession. In fact you were flattered. He was intimidating, no doubt about that but he was also gorgeous and perfect and amazing. Having a guy like him utter those words to you was unimaginable.

“A..are you sure?” you asked. You secretly cursed yourself for being so silly and asking such a stupid question. You felt him take a sigh of relief. He chuckled nervously at how adorably silly you sounded.

“I’m sure,” he replied. You looked up and into his eyes. You weren’t scared anymore, because they were twinkling this time.

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Pretty short but I wanted to get straight to the point. Hope you all like it :) Another one coming your way pretty soon. Keep a look out for it :)     

posted 5 years ago with 39 notes

Handcuffed- [Exo]

When you two are handcuffed [by the other member] because you don’t get along - Included members- Kris, Chanyeol and Tao- [Requested by anon]


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Kris:

 “Are you insane Tao?” you asked in utter surprise looking at your hands handcuffed to Kris’s.

“Nope!” Tao shook his head smiling cheekily. “You guys deserve it.”

“This isn’t funny Tao.” Kris grind his teeth in anger. Tao jumped back in fear as Kris advanced towards him, dragging you along.

“Hey, hey, hey you’re hurting me,” you cried, trying your best to stop him. “And you!” Kris turned around to you. He held your body close to his. So close that his nose touched yours. “If you weren’t so obnoxious this would have never happened to us,” he roared. “Calm down,” you said pushing him back casually.

“I don’t care what you guys do! If by the end of the day, both of you learn to behave I will release you.”

*END OF THE DAY* - both you and Kris yelled. Tao jumped up comically and hid his trembling hands behind him for those hands held the key. He ran to his room and shut the door so you two wouldn’t bother him anymore.

Kris sat down in frustration pulling you down with him. “Can you stop doing that? It hurts my wrist.” You complained once again. He didn’t bother to reply or even look at you. Both you and him sat in the hot room looking here and there. “It’s really hot,” you whined. “Get up! I need to turn on the fan.”

“I’m not getting up,” he replied.

“Please Kris!” you blinked repeatedly to look cute. He looked at you with a flat face and then rolled his eyes after your little show.

“Oh my goodness I hate you,” you said pushing him over. He fell to his side causing you to tumble over him.

“Get off of me,” Kris shouted pushing you over. At that moment, analyzing the whole situation in only a few moments, instead of getting mad you began to laugh. Kris looked at you strangely as you rolled over into a ball. Tears formed in the corner of your eyes and your stomach began to hurt.  Kris, who was annoyed at first had started to get amused by your silly behavior.

“What is it?” he chuckled.

“N…no…nothing,” you said wiping the tears out of your eyes. You uncontrollable laughter had finally stopped. You could see that Kris wasn’t that tense anymore. The wrinkles on his forehead had disappeared. “Kris!” you called out. He turned his head to look at you. “We really should stop fighting. I mean …look at us. We’re acting like a bunch of kindergartners.”

Kris began to smile. You were sure he was thinking about something. “Yeah we should,” he said sounding aloof.

“Do you think Tao will believe us if we tell him that…” you couldn’t even finish your statement as Kris pulled you closer and pressed his lips against yours.

“Whaaa!” you gasped but very quickly submitted instead of struggling.

“What was that?” you asked, when he finally pulled away.

“I really don’t know,” he scratched his head with his free hand. “I think my heart has been meaning to do that for a long time,” he mumbled, not being able to make eye contact.

“Well clearly my heart feels the same way,” you muttered.

“Did you say something?” he asked.

“Oh nothing, nothing,” you replied. Both of you looked away to hide the forming smile on your lips. Tao had helped you two in a way and both of you were secretly grateful for that.

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Tao

“I have a surprise for both of you!” Chanyeol said forcing you and Tao to stand together. “Now close your eyes and ________ give me your right hand and Tao you give me your left hand. Both of you looked at Chanyeol suspiciously but since he was older and you had to obey him both of you submitted. You put forward your hand, shutting your eyes tightly. Within seconds you felt a heavy metal across your wrist. Your heart sank, thinking what it could be. Your fear became reality when you opened your eyes.

“What are you doing?” Tao yelled.

“Calm down Tao,” Chanyeol said with a stern voice. “I am only doing this, because neither of you would settle this feud so it’s better that you guys sit together and decide.”

“But this is so childish,” you said lifting your arm, dragging Tao’s along with you.

“I’m the childish one? Really _________ really?” he turned to face Tao. “I’ll open these when you guys come to an agreement. And if it takes forever then let it be that way.”

Chanyeol walked away giving the two of you no choice. You puffed your cheeks and fell on the couch. “Hey hey be careful,” Tao cried as he fell on the couch with you. He realized he was too close to you so he scooted away. Both of you sighed deeply, and moved your heads around the room except looking at each other.

“Oh no!” you said suddenly, holding your stomach.

“What’s wrong?” Tao asked making a disgusted face. Your rolled your eyes at him and pulled him to get up. “I have to go to the bathroom.”

“What?… I’m not going with you,” he said , sitting back down.

“I really have to go,” you crossed your legs in desperation.

“You were fine a second ago. What’s wrong with you?”

“I’m a normal human and humans need to use the bathroom when they drink liquid,” you stated the obvious.

“Isn’t that what animals do to,” Tao mumbled under his breath. It was his bad luck that you heard him. You kicked him on the side to show that his words had hurt you. Realizing that he really had put you in a bad mood, Tao finally got up. “Let’s go your highness,” he bowed, trying to join both his hands.

“Ouch!.. don’t do that! It hurts my wrist,” you whined.

“I seriously hate Chanyeol oppa,” you muttered as the two of you entered the bathroom. “Now look away. I don’t want you peeking.”

“Why would I?” he scoffed. You wanted to elbow him but your bodily fluids were too impatient to let you do that. “Ahhhhhhhh!” you sighed in relief as they escaped your body.

“I don’t need your sound effects _________,” Tao said. You looked up at him. He looked very comical with his eyes tightly shut and the palm of his free hand touching his forehead in dismay.

“Well blame your hyung for this,” you said, after cleaning yourself and getting up. The two of you walked out of the bathroom and settled on the couch again. A long time passed and neither of you said anything. But, you knew it had to end one way or the other.

“Tao! Let’s end this please. We really are acting like kids,” you said.

“How? … how do we end this?” he asked staring into blank space.

“Let’s promise to never fight again. Or at least not in front of Chanyeol oppa,” you suggested.

“That’s imposs…” he stopped as he turned to face you. You were serious. He began to think of other rationales but nothing popped up. He hated giving in because of his ego but he knew he didn’t have a choice. “Okay,” he finally said.

You gave him an encouraging smile and then pulled him to get up. Both of you had a good news to give to Chanyeol.  

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Chanyeol

“I hate you ___________. I really don’t understand why you do these things?… and now because of you we are stuck in this mess,” Chanyeol, said angrily.

“So now it’s my fault?” you scoffed.

“I can still hear you,” Kris said from the living room while reading the newspaper. “If you guys continue to fight I will never unlock those handcuffs.”

“Ahh hahaha.. oh no no we are doing just fine,” Chanyeol said obediently.

“I swear ______ when we get out of this mess I am going to kill you,” he whispered to you.

“You wouldn’t get the chance. I’ll kill you before that,” you made a sadistic face. 

“And why do you even want to eat something right now? Can we not do this?” he whined.

“My stomach is growling, of course I need food. Now hand me that bread,” you ordered and just to annoy him more you added a few finger snaps at the end. Chanyeol was losing his patience with you but he knew he had no choice. If he raised his voice once more, Kris would explode. He handed you the bread quietly. You continued to fry the chicken, adding all your favorite sauces and spices.

“Anything else?” he asked with sarcasm intended.

“Nope!” you smiled cheekily. “Just stand here and watch me.”

Chanyeol sighed from time to time but you ignored it. He was trying to annoy you, while you on the other hand were not giving him any chance to succeed.

“Why are you calm?” he asked after a long time.

“Because I’m making my food,” you replied.

“Would it surprise you if I said I don’t want to fight anymore?”

You laughed condescendingly. “Chanyeol, we’ve been fighting since we were in middle school. Do you really think all of that will end so quickly.”

“Yes. I’m ready to end it.”

“You’re just saying that to get out of this mess.”

“No! ________, I really mean it,” he said with a serious tone. “I don’t want to fight with you because….” He stopped half way and bit his lip. You looked at his side profile. He seemed nervous. You were starting to get an idea of what it might be that he had to say but you didn’t want to encourage him. “How can I convince you?”


“You don’t have to,” you said and turned around to face him. “I believe you.”

“Really?” he asked enthusiastically.

“Yeah, yeah!” you said taking a big bite of your sandwich. “Want some?” you offered.

“Aha! No,” he chuckled.

“Now what do you say? Should we go talk to Kris?” you winked at him.

“Of course,” he replied cheerily.

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So much for thinking of a creative title- Too much going on you guys! I’ll try to write two more before this break ends! :) I hope ya’ll like this.

posted 5 years ago with 53 notes

It’s the cold again! - [Kyuhyun]

Requested by anon

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Your phone buzzed for the nth time but your tired body was too worn out to even move an inch. You looked at your phone helplessly, as it lay on the other corner of the bed. Fuming, clear liquid rolled out of your eyes occasionally which made it even harder for you to open your eyes. Your head hurt from sneezing and coughing all day.

The phone that had stopped buzzing for a while started vibrating once again. You breathed a heavy sigh and closed your eyes tightly. There was no way you could get up so why try.

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You woke up to the smell of hot chicken soup. It tingled your taste buds and teased your empty stomach. Last time you ate properly was two nights ago. “Oppa! Is that you?” you called with all your might. You knew well that your voice barely reached the door- of your room. There was no response. You began to call out once again when Kyuhyun walked in with a big bowl of soup in his hands.

“Oh thank God you’re here,” you said with half open eyes.

“Ye,” he murmured. He placed the bowl on the night stand carefully. He then slid one of his hands under your tired and weak body.  

“What are you doing?” you asked.

“Helping you sit up,” he said without making any eye contact. You scanned his face while he did his job. He seemed a little mad and maybe a little disappointed. You knew well why it was but you didn’t have the strength to ask.

Kyuhyun sat beside you, still holding one of your arms. You began to lift it to fix your hair but he stopped you. Instead he leaned in closer to remove the strands from your face, all without looking at you.

“Why won’t you ……” you couldn’t finish your question as a fit of cough took you. Kyuhyun panicked, constantly rubbing your back while holding your body close to him.

“Shhhh! Don’t talk .. don’t talk,” he whispered into your ear. When you finally recovered he sat down besides you once again, this time holding the soup bowl in his hands.

“Here,” he said offering you a spoon full. You let your nose smell the delicious aroma for a good bit before finally sipping it in. Within seconds you had finished the entire bowl. Your pale cheeks started to flush as your body gained strength. Kyuhyun looked at you, pleased with his own performance.

“I’m going to put this up,” he said and left. Sleep took over you once again and your eye lids began to shut. You struggled to stay awake so you could talk to your oppa but he was taking too long. You heard some utensils falling here and there and then him cursing himself for his clumsiness.

When Kyuhyun entered the room again, you had fallen asleep. He was mad at you, he wouldn’t lie about that but looking at you sleep like a baby made him forget all about it. He slid under the sheets and put his arm around you. You made yourself even more comfortable, resting your head against his body, smelling his decent but faint scent.

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“________,” you heard your name being called. The voice seemed to be coming from afar. You squeezed your eyes, also scrunching your nose as you clenched the sheets.

“__________,” the voice was louder this time. It repeated twice and then three times. You finallyopened your eyes. Kyuhyun’s face was only inches from your ears. He smiled at you, this time looking straight into your eyes.

“Feeling better?” he asked. You nodded your head wrapping your hands around him and pulling him closer. He chuckled at your cute attempt but didn’t struggle.

“Are you still mad at me?” you asked.

“Me? Mad at you? No way!” he said in a high pitched voice. You looked at him and then punched him on his chest softly.

“Don’t lie to me. I know you were mad…” you pouted.

“I wasn’t mad… I was just worried about you,” he played with your hair. “Why didn’t you pick up my phone? What if I never found out you were this sick?”

“I know, I know,” you tried to comfort him. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” he leaned in to give you a kiss on your forehead. He then rested his chin on your head, rubbing your back lightly. You knew he was going to stay till you were ready to walk. He didn’t usually show it, but you loved his protective side.

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Okay so Im sorry this is super short but I honestly didn’t know what else to add to it. Plus I have 5 more scenarios to finish before this weekend so I’m just hurrying through! I hope you all like it :) 

posted 5 years ago with 28 notes

I wanna love you - [Donghae]

Requested by anon – Based on this song!

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The two boys swung their heads from side to side in a light motion, enjoying the music. They didn’t need to drink to reach that level of ecstasy. Music was more than enough. Eunhyuk looked to his side; his lips forming a curve at the sight of Donghae tapping on the wooden counter. “What are you thinking?” he asked. Donghae’s ears perked for a brief second. He shook his head but didn’t utter a single word.

“You okay?” Eunhyuk asked again, this time placing his hand on Donghae’s shoulder.

“I’m fine,” Donghae replied, pulling an artificial smile on his plain lips.

“I thought we were going to have fun tonight,” Eunhyuk said pointing to the huge crowd. Donghae looked in the direction with a heavy sigh. His head hurt from the day’s work but he didn’t want to show it. Eunhyuk had planned this a week ago.

“Come onnnn!,” the lean muscled pulled the other one. Another sigh escaped Donghae’s lips as he jadedly stepped onto the dance floor.

“It’s funnnn right?? Now let me find you a girl,” Eunhyuk winked.

“Aniyaaaa!” Donghae warned, widening his eyes.

“Don’t be like that,” Eunhyuk replied, swinging his head around for beautiful girls.

“Stop it,” Donghae nudged him in irritation. “I don’t need your help. I’m just not in the mood today…”

Eunhyuk looked at the tired and worn out Donghae with a disappointing face. He was a little mad on the inside but he thought it better to not show it. The poor guy had had a tough day. Donghae graciously excused himself and slowly trailed back to his seat. He looked around to make sure Eunhyuk was doing fine; he however was lost, somewhere in the pool of people.

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“Donghae ahh! I want you to meet someone,” Eunhyuk said patting on a half asleep Donghae. Your heart sank a little upon hearing the familiar name but still you curiously waited for the guy to look up. You had come to the club that night with a few of your friends. Eunhyuk had spotted you from afar. Your bright smile and twinkling eyes had attracted him at first sight. After talking a good bit he decided to introduce you to his friend. A friend who happened to have the same name as a guy you once knew..a guy you once felt something for.

Donghae finally moved after Eunhyuk shook him a few times. “What is it?” he asked with his head still bent down.

“I want you to meet someone!” Eunhyuk said putting his arm on your shoulder. Your heart began to race as his face started to reveal. For every second that passed, you wished it wouldn’t be the same guy. Your wishes were useless. It was the same person…

Donghae’s eyes widened at the sight of you standing so close to him, once again, after so many months. Both of you looked at each other with questioning eyes, each blaming the other. A sort of unspoken communication began between the two of you. ‘Why didn’t you try to find me?’- you asked. ‘I did! I really did but I failed…’ he replied. ‘You can’t just use that as an excuse!’- you furrowed your eyebrows. ‘I know and I’m sorry!’ – he couldn’t look you in the eyes anymore.

“Are you guys okay?” Eunhyuk asked looking at you both, strangely. You looked away to hide your moist eyes.

“She’s mine!” you heard Donghae say. You felt Eunhyuk’s grip loosen on you as he leaned in closer to Donghae.

“What do you mean?” he asked with a chuckle.

“I mean… I found her before you. She’s mine!” Donghae paused for a little bit. He looked over at you, you who were still hiding your face from both the boys. “You can’t …have her!” he added sounding more aloof than before.

“What do you mean?” Eunhyuk asked with a tinge of anger in his voice. “I saw her first. You can’t just say stuff like that.”

“You don’t understand Hyuk… it’s complicated,” Donghae tried to calm him by patting his shoulder.

“Then explain it to me!,” Eunhyuk exclaimed in frustration. Donghae looked at him and then at you still deciding what he should do. You had set your mind on not saying anything. On the inside however you wanted Donghae to settle everything with Eunhyuk so you could talk to him privately. He had lots of explaining to do.

Donghae breathed a heavy sigh. He got up and made Eunhyuk sit down on his seat. He leaned in closer to him and in a very serious tone, he began, “You’re going to have to trust me on this…” He continued to look into his eyes to see if he would say anything. Eunhyuk didn’t. Donghae turned around to walk towards you. Suddenly Eunhyuk pulled him back and punched Donghae across the face. “I hate you so much,” he said childishly. Donghae gawked Eunhyuk apologetically. He felt bad- he really did.

“I’m sorry,” Donghae mumbled. Eunhyuk breathed heavily, looking away from him. He was still angry but he trusted Donghae very much. He shut his eyes to think for a while. There wasn’t any thinking required.

“Now what are you doing standing here! … GO WITH HER!” Eunhyuk said grinding his teeth but forcing a smile on his face. He still had to do a lot with his anger management. Donghae’s face lit up as the permission was granted. He turned around grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the club.

You looked at him, and he at you. He was smiling but you were far from that. You were mad.

“I’m sorry _________,” he whispered through the howling wind. Your hair slapped the side of your face, almost blinding you. Donghae lifted his hands and very lovingly removed them from your face.

“You didn’t even ask what I wanted!” you said looking away.

“You don’t want to be with me?” he asked as his heart sank and his face grew pale. His worried state awoke all your dead emotions. Your anger subsided and your stomach began to feel the butterflies. Just like the first time when you saw him. You looked at him and his bleeding lip.

“Well you did take a fist for me!” you said wiping the blood.

“Ahhhh!” he cringed his nose in pain.

“Aissshh mianhamnida,” you apologized.

“I was just kidding,” he chuckled.

The awkward silence took over again as the two of you looked at each other shyly, your fingers interlaced and the wind brushing your skin. Donghae leaned in so close that your foreheads touched. You could feel his light breath kissing your face gently.

‘You won’t leave again right?’

‘Of course not…’

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Short and sweet! I am actually really proud of this one. I wrote it in almost thirty minutes but I did put in a lot of effort into this one so yay for me :). I didn’t even get distracted by the internet because mom forgot to pay the bill again and so we didn’t have TV/ Internet or Phone connection. [Back to the cavemen days] lol but it did help me in a way J

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It’s time for a Celebration! - 100 exo scenarios

Guess who just finished writing her 100th Exo scenario?- Yep! *THIS AWESOME BLOG*

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As a celebration for this accomplishment I decided to write scenarios based on how each Exo member will congratulate you for achieving something big- [I’m not going to use the typical stereotypes about them for this]

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Kris: You wake up to the sound of utensils falling everywhere. Your first instinct is to jump out of the bed and run into the kitchen. Kris stands, his back facing you, doing something very important. “Oppa what are you doing?” you ask. He turns around to reveal a half burnt vanilla cake with strawberry icing. “CONGRAGULATIONS!” – he cries in excitement. “I’m sorry I burnt it. I really wanted to do something special for you but the…” you shut him up by pressing your lips against his.

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Suho: He tip toes behind you and covers your eyes, taking you by complete surprise. “Oppa I know it’s you,” you say. “I need to better with these things,” he sighs removing his hands and sitting beside you. “I got you something,” he says giving you a wrapped object. You open it quickly to find your favorite book inside. “But why did you get me this?” you ask excitedly. “For your accomplishment,” he replies pulling you into a hug.

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Lay: “__________,” he calls your name. “Ye,” you reply with a tired voice. You had just gotten into bed after a really big day. “I have something for you,” he says pulling you closer to him. He turns on the side lamp so he can see your face clearly. “What is it?” you ask. Lay pulls out a small box from under the pillow. You take it from him and open it. Inside is a beautiful gold chain. “I saved a lot of money for this,” he says. “Thank you so much Lay,” you say as tears roll out of your eyes. “Congratulations,” he whispers and then kisses you on your neck.

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Baekhyun:  “Where are you taking me?” you ask for the nth time. “We’re hereeeeee!” Baekhyun announces. You look up and see a familiar building. You had been wanting to go to an art studio in forever. “Why’d you bring me here?” you squeal. “Because you achieved something really big so I wanted to do something special for you and since you always go to places I like I decided to bring you here today,” he says blinking adorably. “Oh I love you Oppa,” you hug him tightly. “I love you too,” he replies.

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Luhan: You feel him slip into bed besides you. “Are you asleep?” he asks placing his hand on your shoulder. “Mhmmm,” you mumble under the sheets. Luhan slips the strap off of your shoulder and kisses you on your neck. “What are you doing?” you ask. “This is my way of congratulating you,” he says turning you to face him. You begin to say something but he presses his lips against yours.

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Chen: “Okay I’m doing this once and only once… just for you ________. Just for you okay!” Chen says enthusiastically. “What are you doing?” you ask with a confused expression. “I’m going to take you for bubble tea even though I said we weren’t having any for at least another 6 months,” he replies. “Oh my goodness,” you cry in excitement hugging him tightly. “Thank you Thank You Thank you,” you say. He chuckles, “You deserve it my love”

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Xiumin: You put the key into the lock but the door is already open. Your heart begins to beat faster than ever. The hallway is dark and not the slightest of the sounds can be heard. “Who’s there?”you ask with a shaking voice. Your body trembles in fear. Just then the lights turn on and out jumps Xiumin with an infinite amount of balloons in his hand. “CONGRATULATIONS!” he screams jumping up and down. You can’t contain your feelings and hug him tightly to calm him and yourself.

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Sehun: You open the front door to be greeted by a fruity smell. You walk into a sparkling clean living room. You hesitantly make your way to yours and Sehun’s room. The room that was hard to walk into a day ago had no sign of the tiniest mess. Your jaw drops in surprise. “You like it?” Sehun asks walking out of the bathroom. “Are you kidding me? I love it.” you reply with tears of joy gushing out of your eyes. “Congratulations,” Sehun mumbles walking towards you. “Thank you Sehunniie,” you exclaim. He scrunches his nose at you calling him like that but then smiles because today is a big day for you.

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Kai: “Guess what I have?” Kai asks sitting on the couch beside you. You look up in surprise at his cheerful voice. “Are you okay?” you ask. “Of course,” he replies pulling you into his arms. He pulls out two tickets from his back pocket and offers them to you. They are tickets to the theme park. “Oh my goodness!” you spazz at the sight of them. “You always complain about how I never do fun things so I wanted to do something special because of your achievement,” Kai says with a plain expression. “I love you so much,” you say playing with his hair. “I love you too,” he replies with a smile.

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Chanyeol: “Hey ________!” Chanyeol calls your name. “Hmmm,” you reply- your eyes still fixed on the computer screen. “I’m ready!” he says. You look up at him with a confused expression. “I’m ready to watch that scary movie,” he says with a crying face. “Ahhhhhh!” you jump up and run to him. “I love, I love I love you,” you say kissing him repeatedly. “I guess you deserve it for accomplishing something this big,” he chuckles. You kiss him again with a big uncontrollable smile.

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Kyungsoo: “Come in,” you say upon hearing a knock on your door. Kyungsoo walks in with a huge box in his hand. “What’s that?” you ask. “Open it,” he says handing it to you. You open it to reveal a beautiful black dress. “Oh my! This is so beautiful,” you look at him with questioning expressions. “I made dinner reservations for two, at a very high end restaurant… Congratulations __________!” he says pulling you up. “Awwww oppa why did you do all this,” you ask. “Because I love you,” he replies giving you a sweet kiss on your cheeks.

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Tao: You walk into the apartment to be welcomed by a delicious aroma. “Oppa!” you call out with a confused smile on your face. Tao pokes his head out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding a red rose. “Congratulations,” he says walking towards you. You look at the dinner table set up and then back at him. “I tried to cook but it didn’t work out so I ordered food from outside,” he says apologetically. “Aahhh wae so kiwoyo?” you say pulling his cheek. He chuckles and then kisses you on the cheek. 

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He deserved it - [Sunggyu]

 Requested by sammi-lady

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You looked over at him, still angry at how easily he had changed the topic. It wasn’t the first time he had done that. He was always like that. To avoid arguing with you he would just stop answering your questions or start talking about something completely different. He certainly was not like that when you first started dating. It only changed over the years very slowly, very gradually.

“I am so tired of your attitude,” you got up and mumbled in disappointment.  He looked up at you for a second. His lips quivered. He wanted to say something but he restrained himself. “I really don’t understand you Sunggyu… you’ve changed.”

“You should apply the same statement to yourself,” he said calmly but rolled his eyes when finishing.

“I would if you actually cared to give me feedback or at least listen to me,” you raised your voice this time.

“I do listen to you,” he said, also getting up.

“NO..YOU..DON’T!” you said pointing with your index finger on your other palm for emphasis. “You don’t listen to me and you DON’T even realize that.”

“You’re exaggerating,” he replied with a cold expression.

“I’m exaggerating? Huh! Just ..forget it.” You thought it better not to say anything. It wasn’t like he would actually listen to you. He never did. He was too hard headed to understand your side of the perspective. It was best that you walked away just like all the other times.

“Don’t walk away from this,” he said after you.

“Why? Does it bother you?” you smirked condescendingly.

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Sunggyu hadn’t talked to you in two days. You knew you would have to be the one to apologize. He never did. He just expected you guys to start talking again and forget everything that happened. You were one of those people who forgave but never forgot. All his mistakes, although forgiven, kept piling up. They had started to create a burden on your heart.

It was the day of your birthday. You opened your eyes to a bright sun shooting its rays through the gaps between the curtains. Your phone buzzed the second you turned to get up. It was a text message from Sunggyu. You began to smile knowing he was going to wish you happy birthday.

‘I have two tickets to soccer game tomorrow. Wanna go?’ – the message read. You were a little disappointed but deep down you knew he had something better planned for that night.

Ye…’- you replied.

Morning turned into afternoon and afternoon into evening. Nothing happened. You had started to lose hope. Before you knew it, it was 30 minutes to midnight. You began to curse yourself for giving him another chance. You were never big on celebrating birthdays but this one was somehow important. You wanted him to make up for the way he had upset you the other day. Sometimes you felt like you cared way too much. You cared a lot more than he deserved. He neither claimed nor ever really showed that he cared. The whole relationship started to seem like a lie. A delusion of your own. You were stupid to think, he cared this whole time when he clearly didn’t.

With great fury you threw the pillow off the bed and buried your face in the other one. Your tears began to soak into the soft feather like object. It was going to be your only resort tonight. You cried, you cried a lot- almost till your eyes hurt.

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The next morning was nothing different from the one the day before. Except that this time you woke up to the faint knocking on the door. Lazily, you walked up to the door still rubbing your eyes and yawning.

“___________ah! Why are you not ready?” Sunggyu cried in surprise. He had surprised you even more with his sudden appearance. You looked at him strangely. “We have a soccer game to go to…remember?” he said, raising his eyebrows. You suddenly remembered the message he had sent you the day before. And then you also remembered how much you had cried the night before.

Without saying anything you closed the door on his face. Sunggyu stared at the closed door before him in shock. How could you do that to him? He was confused and oblivious to how much he had hurt you.

“___________ah! Open the door,” he said and banged on the door as hard as possible.

“GO AWAY Sunggyu…We’re done!” you yelled back. You thought he would whine some more, instead the knocking stopped. He was gone. He didn’t even try. This made you want to cry even more. How could he be so heartless and how could you be so stupid to believe he actually loved you? You had dreamed of spending the rest of your life with this man but all he was, was a waste of time.

Once again, you curled up under the undone sheets and let your tears soak into the soft pillow. You were going to cry till it stopped hurting. And if it was going to take forever than you were going to cry forever.

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Three hours later:

Someone put their hand on your shoulder softly. You jerked up, your hands flying in the air for self defense.

“Calm down. It’s just me,” Sungguy whispered

“What are you doing here? I told you to go away. I’m done with you,” you said pushing him back harshly.

“________, __________, __________!” he said trying to hold you while you struggled.

“I don’t want to listen to anything you have to say. It’ll be useless just like all the other times,” you gave him a nasty look. You were trying to make your words hurt him.

“I know and I’m really sorry about all that,” he said with a sincerely apologetic face. Your ears perked at the five letter word. He had, for the first time uttered that word to you. You had started to loosen up. Seeing your anger slipping he advanced towards you once again.

“A sorry is not going to change anything!” you said pushing him once again. “I’ve finally realized that you really don’t care..so might as well not try Sunggyu.”

“I was stupid,” he said.

“And what makes you think you aren’t anymore?”

“Because I just realized that…and I’m just so so so sorry. I promise to listen to you..”

“I would have given you a chance but … the fact that..you couldn’t even remember my birthday made me realize I had been running after someone who will never be mine.”

“I got really busy with the band..”

“You’re not helping your case oppa. For once I expected you to actually do something because you never show that you care. And yet again you let me down. I feel like our love is one sided…”

“It’s not! I love you and you know that…”

“No I really don’t know that,” you said raising your eyes brows and folding your arms.

“__________ I do love you and I may be unsure about a lot of things in life but this is one thing I can say without a doubt….please… please believe me!” he begged. You looked at his face for a quick second. He had tears in his eyes- he was afraid of losing you.

The room fell silent. You were thinking and he was looking at you hopefully. The situation had tensed up too much. You honestly didn’t expect him to return. Things would have been much easier had he not. Now that he was standing across from you with a puppy dog face and a heartfelt apology you knew you couldn’t say no. You had to give him a second change. People change. Maybe he had too. And the fact that he was missing his soccer game just for you said a lot. Maybe he had actually started caring.

Sunggyu stepped outside the room and came back as quick as he had left. He had more than a bajillion  balloons in his hand with a small cupcake in the other.

“I’m sorry for being stupid and forgetting your birthday. It’ll never happen again. I promise,” he said advancing towards you. A smile cracked on your face reassuring him that it was okay and he could hug you.

Without waiting a second, he embraced you still holding everything in his hand. You chuckled at his silliness. That reminded you of why you had fallen for him in the first place. You wrapped your arms around him too. He was definitely worth giving a second chance too..

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 Phew! I finally finished this one. I was going to make it sad but then I was in a happy mood so I changed the ending… besides.. Sunggyu is Finnnnnneeeee ;)! Okay.. he deserves a second chance [Hyper me talking- so I should shut up now] 

posted 5 years ago with 39 notes

He hoped you wouldn’t let go - [Lay]

‘Only she knew the pain of letting her body be embraced by the lips of a person she could never love…’

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You sat in the corner of your room, tending to your latest wounds. They weren’t that deep this time and they didn’t hurt that much either. Surprisingly, he had spared your after pushing you against the night stand. Usually he wouldn’t stop. He would continue till his anger subsided.

A tinge of pain ran through your forehead. You reached for it with your trembling hands. Not a single twitch or change of expression came through. You stared at your reflection in the mirror with a poker face. If anything, you wanted to laugh at how much you had gotten used to it. You reached for the bottom drawer to take out your special makeup that you used to cover up the bruises. You were going to need a whole lot that day.

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“Good morning,” you mumbled under your breath upon entering Exo’s practice room. They were busy practicing, so indulged in their performance that they didn’t even notice you come in. You patiently waited till they finished. 

“Annyeonghaseyo,” Kris greeted bowing his head a little. He was still trying to catch his breath. The rest of the boys followed. You smiled at each one of them till your eyes met Lay’s. It hurt you to look at him but more than that, you were scared of his gaze. No one in the entire world but him could read your face. He knew the pain you went through every day. He knew how broken and weak you were from the inside and he knew that you very happily covered it with a fake smile on your lips.  

“You guys need to get ready for tonight. Manager oppa said to finish practice and come downstairs,” you reported.

“Ah ye,” they replied with tired voices.

“I’ll be in the room next door if you guys need anything,” you announced before leaving.

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You had just gotten back into your cabinet sized room when you heard a faint knock on the door.

“Come on in,” you said. You didn’t care to look up since you were busy looking for some files.

“Hey,” you heard a familiar voice. Your head shot up right when he closed the door behind him. You looked at him and he at you and for a second you felt tongue tied. You didn’t bother telling him to leave because you had done that many times before. He never listened. He was too stubborn.

“What do you want?” you asked going back to looking for the lost item.

“What did he do this time?” he asked with a slight hint of anger in his voice. How could he possible know? -You asked yourself, touching the bruise on your forehead. You were sure you had covered it well.

“They need you downstairs. You should go,” you replied lamely.

“Don’t change the subject!” he grinded his teeth advancing towards you. The room was just the size for one person to barely fit in. With the two of you in there, there was very little space left to stand too far apart. 

“I’m not changing the subject,” you said with a calm smile. You pretended to look at your watch to hide your nervousness and racing heart. “You’ll be late. Go!”

“I don’t care,” he held you close to him, his grip tightening by each second. You remained firm, making sure to not look him in the eyes. His fiery gaze only became more intense. You felt, if you stayed quite any longer, they might burn holes in your body.

“I don’t know how to say this nicely,” you finely began to say. “But this is my life Lay. You really don’t have a say in this.”

“I do,” he shook you aggressively.

“No you don’t,” you whispered back to calm his raging nerves. That’s the thing he hated about you. Even at your lowest, you never showed how you felt. Your eyes had never shed a single tear in front of him. You always had the same flat expressions which were a pure reflection of your numb feelings. It hurt him because he had never seen you smile. Every night before going to sleep he would wish that he had come in your life before ‘that s***** b******’ who made your life hell every day.  He wanted to hold you close to him; caress your pain inflicted body and tend your wounded heart. He wanted to make you feel beautiful. He wanted you to smile…

“You’re hurting me Lay,” you finally said, not being able to bear the pain any longer. He looked down to where he was holding you. His grip loosened instantly.

“I’m sorry,” he said leaning in even closer.

“It’s alright,” you replied pushing him back politely. “Now go downstairs. They must be waiting for you.”

You looked from here to there casually, still pretending to look for file which was obviously of no use. His eyes moved along with the movement of your body. If only, you looked straight into his eyes for once. You would know how much he loved you. Deep down you knew how he felt and that’s what you were scared of. You knew well of the nature of women. They seek refuge in the love that is provided to them. In his case, it was over flowing. He loved you too much but you couldn’t accept it. You were a married woman and such things didn’t suit your nature. 

Once again with a disappointed face, Lay left the room.

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The music was too loud, the food was yucky and the room was boiling up. You paced back and forth in nervousness looking at your watch from time to time. You had begged the manager to let you go home early but instead he strictly instructed you to not leave his sight. You didn’t quite understand why he needed you around? It was a clearly a party for the boys for their recent success- you weren’t needed there at all.

“Worried about something?” you heard Lay say from behind you.

“Huh!” you jumped around clenching your heart.

“Ah… no.. Not at ..all,” you stuttered.

“Your face says the opposite,” he said in a monotone, showing that he was tired of your innocent lies. “Do you have to be home before a certain time?”

“Oh no no!” you pulled a nervous smile. “I can go home any time.”

Lay chuckled at your failed attempt to convince him. He leaned in closer, holding your hands gently. “You don’t have to lie to me __________.” His voice was tender and reassuring. “I know what you’re going through. If you would just let me help you…”

“I don’t need your help…”

“You do need my help!” he pulled you into an isolated corner and began once again. “Can’t you see? You do need my help. He doesn’t deserve you. He’s not worthy to be with you. I can free you from all the pain he gives you…”

“No!” you pushed him back. “I don’t need your help Lay. Do you understand what I’m saying?” For the first time ever you raised your voice in front of him. You were getting tired of him interfering in your life. Sure you went through a lot everyday but it was none of his business. “This is my life. He is my husband! He can do whatever to me and it should be the least of your concern.” You pushed him back. “Now let me go.” You struggled a little before he finally let you go.

You began to walk away but stopped at the corner. Your anger still hadn’t subsided. “It would be better for both of us if you stop this,” you said. Lay’s lips quivered in anger too. He wanted to hug you so you would calm down but you had made it pretty clear you didn’t want him anywhere around you.

“___________ah!” He called after you right when you stepped out of the room.

“Lay!” his manager called him from the other corner. “Where is __________ going?.. she left her phone here. Someone has been calling her for a long time.”

Lay looked at the phone and back at the manager. A shudder ran through his body thinking it might be your husband. He must be really mad at you was the first thought that crossed his mind.

“Where does she live?” Lay asked worriedly. The manager looked at him strange and took out his phone to find your address.

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You opened the front door hesitantly knowing that your husband would be inside. The hallway was dark which reassured you a little. That feeling went away rather quickly when the lights suddenly turned on.

“Where have you been?” he roared from the living room. You stumbled at his sudden appearance. He lunged towards you in anger. “Answer me.”

“I..was..at the party..for the company,” you quivered in fear.

“And you didn’t care to pick up your phone?”

“My..phone..!” you touched your bag. “Ahhh.. I think I lost it at the party.”

“You lost it?” he lost his temper completely. “I just got you a new one and you LOST IT AGAIN?”

Without a warning he slapped you across the face with great force causing you to fall on the ground. You didn’t even have time to get stable when he grabbed your arm to pull you up.

“Stop it!” you cried in pain. You could taste your own blood from the cut near your lip. “Please stop it. You’re hurting me.”

He clenched your wrist even tighter reopening the previous cuts. “I am so done with you,” he howled.

“Then let me go!” you yelled.

“How dare you?” his eyes widened at your bold attempt. His hand flew in the air again and within seconds you felt it against your skin which began to heat up. Tears flowed out of your eyes in pain.

“Let me go!” you cried once again. He raised his hand one more time but was interrupted by the door bell. He pushed you back on the floor and walked to the door.

A handsome young boy stood across trying to look inside the house as the door opened. “Is _______ here?” he asked.

“She is busy. What do you want?” your husband asked trying to keep his cool. He looked at Lay up and down scanning his appearance. It made Lay uncomfortable. He stood across the man he hated the most in this world.

“She left her phone at the party,” Lay said offering it to him.

“Okay thank you!” your husband replied taking it from him. Lay stood on his toes to try to see past the man but his strong built wouldn’t let him. Just when Lay turned to leave he realized something. Your husband had sweat beads on his forehead and his breathing was passive. Your sudden but meek sniffle confirmed his suspicion. Lay turned around furiously and stopped the door from closing.

“What are you doing?” the older man asked.

“Let me in,” Lay yelled.

“What do you think you’re doing,” he yelled back pushing him out the door. Lay’s eyes blazed with anger and sudden rush took him. He pushed with even more force, this time entering the house. Without wasting more time he ran towards the living room. You sat curled up in a corner, your head buried in your hands.

“__________!” he cried out. You looked up in surprise but before you could say anything your husband reached for Lay from behind.

“Watch out,” you warned. Lay turned around just in time to save himself from the attack.

“You coward!” Lay punched him in the face. “How dare you? How dare you raise your hand at her?” Thw two looked at each other in horror.

“Stop it Lay!” you yelled which only provoked him more. He didn’t stop. Your husband didn’t have time to react.

“You raise your hand at her one more time.. one more time and..” He couldn’t finish his statement. He was too furious to continue. The man on the ground finally got up and held Lay by the collar. “Who are you to interfere in our personal matter?” he punched Lay.

“Don’t hit him,” you tried to interfere but only got pushed back. The two men continued to fight. You had no choice but to call the police.

“STTTOOOPPPPP ITT!” you yelled. Both men turned to look at you. “I have the phone in my hand. I’m going to call the police.” you threatened. Your husband lunged towards you. Lay stopped him and held him by the collar.

“I’m giving you one chance… one chance to run away from here or…” he pushed him back. He stood firm for any attempt to attack. There were none. Your husband looked at you and then at Lay. He thought for a little bit before finally walking out the door.

The phone fell from your hands and you yourself stumbled. Two strong hands held you and picked you up. Lay carried you to the couch and let you sit on his lap. He cupped your face in his hands and then leaned in to kiss you. He kissed all your bruises one by one hoping to relieve you from the pain. He wiped your blood with his hands and then gave you a light peck. His tears mixed with yours. He couldn’t hold himself back. He could feel his heart hurt at your condition. You rested your head on his chest and closed your eyes. Your suffering had finally ended.

“I’m so tired Lay,” you whispered. He patted your head also running his hands through your hair.

“I love you ________,”he murmured long after. He looked at you lovingly. You had long fallen asleep clenching on to his shirt. He kissed you on your forehead hoping you would never push him away again.

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Wahhhhh!! My first ‘oh so intense’ scenario. I hope you guys like it. Women’s day just passed so I thought this would be a good addition. I could go on and on and say a lot about how women should be respected but that’s not my intent here. I would say if you know anyone or are abused yourself, please speak up. Keeping it inside you won’t help and hoping that the other person will change one day is useless. Fight for your rights :)

posted 5 years ago with 55 notes

[Title undecided] - Luhan

Here’s an excerpt from request no, 7 for everyone who is anticipating it. I’ve decided to first finish the requests before that and then write it but since you guys are so anxious here you go: [Feel free to send in any title suggestions]

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You stared at the blood dripping from the light cut you had given yourself. A tear fell from your eyes, adding itself to the trail of red liquid trickling down your wrist.

“It has come to this,” you mumbled to yourself.

You don’t have to do this…’ –the voice from inside told you.

“It’s not like anyone would care.”

They care! You just don’t know it yet…’

It doesn’t matter anymore,” you replied, proceeding with a second violent touch of the knife with your skin. You were going to finish the job tonight, hoping to not see the next day light. 

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posted 5 years ago with 17 notes

Choices [Chanyeol]

Requested by anon 

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“Chanyeol ahh! Wake up,” you shook his body forcing him to open his eyes. He had been resting his head on your lap for the past half hour. He opened his eyes only to be blinded by your long locks hanging right about his head. You were leaning in on him. For a moment, you didn’t want to look away. The surreal feeling you got looking at him like that every time was the high light of your day. He caressed your cheek with one hand pushing you back slightly.

“Yeah I should get up,” he said.

“What are you guys up too?” Jae hee asked walking into the hallway.

“Just restin’,” Chanyeol replied jumping to his feat.

“You look happy!” she said walking close to him and stopping only inches away.

“I’m always happy,” he replied. She looked him in the eyes for a while, along with a beautiful smile planted on her lips.

“Lies!” she said running her index finger on his chest. Chanyeol smiled holding her by the shoulders and pushing her back a little. You looked away seeing the two flirt. A sigh escaped your lips thinking about how perfect they looked together. They were two of your closest friends who everybody in the school knew liked each other. It was only a matter of days till they made it official.

“_________!” you heard Chanyeol’s voice. It sounded like he was frustrated. You looked up at him. He was giving you a strange look. “Where are you lost? I’ve been calling your name for the past five minutes.”

“Aish! Mianhe,” you mumbled.

“We’re going for lunch. Wanna join?” he asked. You looked at him and then at Jae hee.

“Aniya!” you said shaking your head. “You two go. I have lots of homework to finish for next class.”

Jae hee made a face at your usual excuse and turned around to leave. She wished you wouldn’t be so awkward around her and Chanyeol.

“__________ah! Come on,” Chanyeol insisted.

“No really! I can’t. I’m sorry,” you said already getting ready to leave. Chanyeol advanced towards you. Just then the bell rang. All the students rushed out of the class which gave you a good chance to escape.

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The few guys who had asked you to the end of the year dance were very politely rejected by you. You knew well that there was no way Chanyeol was going to go with you. But still you fantasized about it every day hoping the reality would be different.

“____________ah! Why are you always so lost?” Jae hee asked you. You had no idea when she came and sat next to you. After calming your sensing from her sudden appearance you finally began to talk.

“Ahh nothing much. Just thinking you know…” you replied.

“Okay okay .. guess what I have to tell you!” Jae hee said excitedly holding your hand and giving it a tight squeeze.

“What is it?” you asked.

“Guess who I’m going to the dance with?” she said. Your heart immediately sank hearing those words out of her mouth. You had already prepared yourself for the bad news.

“Who?” you asked meekly.

“Chanyeol! Silly,” she said slightly smacking you on your forehead.

“Huhhhh!” a gasp escaped you.

“Yep! He asked me this morning. I honestly didn’t think he would ask and I was tired of keeping all the other guys on hold but he finally made an effort so I said yes. Isn’t it great?”

“Of course.. of course,” you said. Your throat felt extremely dry. You thought you had prepared yourself well for that moment but turned out, you hadn’t. Like an arrow shooting through someone’s heart, you felt like crying. Jae hee kept squealing and blabbering while you on the other hand were crying on the inside. ‘Don’t cry…’ you kept telling yourself. You had brought it upon on yourself even when your heart had given you several warnings to not fall for a guy like Chanyeol. He was amazing. How could he ever be yours?

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You were walking down the hall and into the courtyard. School was over so everyone was running home. You saw Chanyeol approaching from a corner. Your eyes met for a brief second but you quickly looked away. After hearing the news from Jae hee earlier you really didn’t want to see him again.

Just as you were about to step outside the main gate you felt his hand on your shoulder. “_________ I called after you. Why didn’t you stop?” he complained.

“I didn’t hear,” you mumbled back.

“Are you going back home?” he asked.

“Yeah! What about you?”

“I was going to stop buy a store and look for tux. Do you want to come with me?” he scanned your face for an answer. “I’m sure you have a good taste. You must have already helped Minshik with it. “

“Huh!” your head shot up in his direction. “What do you mean?”

“Aren’t you going to the dance with him?” he asked.

“NOOO!” you cried. “Why would I? Is he really going around telling everyone that?”

Chanyeol nodded back just as surprised as you were. “Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t going with him?” he asked with disappointment.

“How would I tell you when I didn’t know either…” you pouted. Just then you saw Minshik walk out of the building.

“Give me a second,” you grind your teeth in anger.

“Ooo oh!” Chanyeol exclaimed as you ran towards Minshik. He was not going to have a good day…

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The night of the dance:

You sat in your room looking at all the unanswered text messages from Jae Hee and Chanyeol. They had been begging you for the past week to come but you either didn’t reply or tried to sneak away every time they tried to approach you. It was not like they were official yet but just seeing them together all the time bothered you. They were both cheerful, they knew how to hold a conversation and they were both lovable. In other words, they were perfect for each other. Jae hee had confessed a long time ago to you that if Chanyeol would ever ask her out she would say yes. Quite frankly you could see that coming. Chances were that night was going to be tonight at the dance. It hurt you so much but you kept it all inside you. All your life, you never wanted to fall in love with anyone and now that you finally felt something for someone it was the wrong guy. A guy you could never get because he liked someone else.

“__________ah! Come down stairs!” you heard your mother. It was almost 11 o clock.

“Waaaaeeee,” you yelled back.

“JUST COME! Don’t argue.”

“Aissshh!” you whined silently. You were still looking for your slippers when you heard a faint knock on your bedroom door. Without waiting for a response, the person entered.

Your mouth fell half open and your heart raced at the speed of lightning seeing Chanyeol stand before you.

“Oh my!” you covered your mouth embarrassed of your overly childish pajamas and fuzzy slippers.

“What… are you… doing here?” you could barely ask.

“Why? Can I not be here?” he asked making himself comfortable on the bed.

“Where is Jae hee?”

“She went to the after party.”

“And you didn’t?”

“No,” he said shaking his head. The room fell silent. Neither of you knew what to say next. Chanyeol got up and walked towards you. He stopped very close so he could hold your hands. “I wanted to be with you.”

“What?” you jumped back in surprise. “Chanyeol if this is some kind of a joke than please stop. You know I don’t like these kind of things.”

“I’m not joking,” he tried to explain getting a hold of your hand again. He gave it a tight squeeze to calm you. “Do you not like me?” His asked nervously. His cheeks blushed a light pink. You could feel his hands shaking too.

“Do you like me?” you threw a question at him.

“I asked you first!”

“That’s not important.”

“It is!”

“I thought you liked Jae Hee.”

“I know! I thought that too….” he said but stopped half way. He bit his lip in a nervous state. You had never seen him like that. “I thought I liked her until I realized that there was still something missing. I had  been thinking about it for a long time. I was going to ask you to the dance but Minshik told me you were going with him. I didn’t think it would bother me but it did and then when I found out from you that it was all a lie, I felt really stupid. I had missed such an amazing chance. And… tonight.. I just really missed you ___________. My heart does stupid things. I don’t know what its thinking but …now I am sure I like you and not her. She’s a wonderful girl but I want to be with you. Because you are ..,” he stopped to think of the right words. He was hoping you would just interrupt him and make it all easy for him. You didn’t. You wanted to hear what he had to say. It was hard but you kept a poker face just to annoy him more. “There’s just something about you.. I don’t know. I think we connect more… _______ please help me,” he said, finally giving in, on his inability to express. You allowed yourself to smile which automatically turned into a giggle.

“Why are you like this? You asked messing up his hair. For the first time that day, he didn’t fight back. He let you do whatever because his heart was telling him he made the right decision. The butterflies in his stomach actually pleased him. All of this was because of you and he couldn’t have been more happy.

“_________!” he called out your name.

“Hmmm,” you looked up.

“Come here youuuu!” he said pulling you into a tight hug. A hug you had long been waiting for.

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