My English 101 teacher is pretty legit and letting me get away with calling silly fanfiction an actual project. So, uh, yeah.
Jongdae looks over at the simple alarm clock sitting on his nightstand and sighs before turning back to his desk. His face is cast in shadow by the bright computer screen with a blank word document open that taunts him with the flashing cursor. He runs his fingers over the keys, wishing that they could provide a glimmer of inspiration, anything really, except for the empty clacking as the pads skim over the smooth keys.
He knows he needs to be getting to bed soon due to an early practice the next morning, but he also has this strong urge to write something. Since it had been a break day between schedules, he had been looking around on social media to see everyone’s reaction to their comeback. Of course, he had known that people wrote stories about him as well as his band mates; most of the time, he ended up on the floor with tears in his eyes, laughing because of the different pairings the fans had come up with, thinking, “If they only knew.”
As it happened, he had passed by a story with an intriguing title and decided to read it and was absolutely amazed at how the words had grabbed his attention. The plot was fairly fascinating (the one’s set in alternative universes had a tendency to draw his attention more) and the author’s character development had him nearly paranoid that the author knew them personally.
Although he had never been one for writing, whether it was for school or just in general, he could knock out a song lyric or two and while the world of fiction was a strange new world, he felt confident that that he could make that leap. This story had inspired him to write, which at the time had seemed like a hilarious idea, except that at the moment he was well into a five- hour staring contest with his computer, idly tapping away on the desk.
Sure he wanted to crawl into bed and sneakily cuddle up to Joonmyun, who would eventually give in and reciprocate, but his fingers just kept twitching with barely- there ideas. It wasn’t just the thought of writing about the other members; he actually was tickled by the idea of setting people right. His main hang up was trying to establish a story line that would have people admiring his work. Deep down he knew that if he wanted to be successful, he would have to write something for himself but as an entertainer, he also felt the pressure to impress others. Some might call it hubris; he called it motivation.
Looking over at the peacefully sleeping Joonmyun, his eyes roved over the pale, flat planes exposed by the soft, blue blanket. He knew that the leader was stressed out since Kris and Luhan had left. He was often left wondering what the band’s fate was with everything that had been going on. He knew that Joonmyun was trying his hardest and that made Jongdae care about him all the more.
Some days he thought about how they had become friends during their trainee years and what could have happened granted that they had met under different circumstances. With these thoughts, the gears started turning just a tad faster than they were before.
Sitting up, he started typing out a scenario that was less stressful than the one that they were currently in and delving into an alternate universe where he would be allowed to snuggle up to Joonmyun in public and show off his hidden personality in an attempt of seduction, all the while chuckling to himself. Watching the words come across the screen inspired him to get more creative and establish a sense of confidence in what he was putting down. He couldn’t deny that adding his own feelings and aspects from previous experiences made him giddy.
Before he knew it, he had a full-blown story, ready to post. Reading through it, he was pretty impressed with his skills (that he totally knew he had all along, by the way), but given his motivation he wasn’t all that surprised. With one last glance back at the sleeping form, he opened up a tab and typed in the URL for the inconspicuous blog that he had started earlier in the day for this express purpose. Copying and pasting the text from the document into the text box, he added a few tags, and with a sense of pride and glee, he clicked the ‘create post’ button and swiveled around as the action was completed, buoyant with the joy of having created something.
Pulling himself up from the chair, he rubbed his eyes that were having a hell of a time adjusting to the dark after facing the screen for so long. Stumbling back towards the bed, he felt his knees hit and flopped back onto the welcoming comfort of the soft mattress and soft blankets, but more importantly, the warm body laying next to him. Huffing a sigh, he draped his arm around Joonmyun’s slim waist, closing his eyes and smirking with anticipation for the reception of his masterpiece. He might just have to leave the link up and see what the leader thought.
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