makes sure the two of you have matching lockscreens of each other
"how about this one?" heeseung asks, showing you a picture from your most recent date.
"is this really necessary?"
"yes, it's necessary. our lockscreens have to match," heeseung pouts and you smile.
"alright, alright. i think this one's pretty cute," you say, showing him two pictures — one of him kissing you on the cheek and the other of you kissing him on the cheek.
"these are perfect! see, i told you we're the cutest," heeseung grins, quickly placing a kiss on your forehead.
"whatever you say, hee," you smile, setting the image as your lockscreen. He sets his before placing your phones beside each other.
"oh, c'mon. admit it."
"fine... i'll admit, we are pretty cute," you grin.
other members below !
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ JAY !
acts cool, is actually a mess
you and jay are studying together in your room, the only sounds being the pages turning of your textbooks and jay's small giggles every time he tosses yet another balled up piece of paper your way.
"park jongseong, we are never going to be done studying if you don't quit playing around," you say and jay laughs, raising his hands in defeat.
"alright, alright. i quit. do you know the answer to this question?" he asks, showing you a problem in his book. when you shake your head 'no' he sighs, reaching for his phone. "i'll just look it up."
he grabs his phone, tapping the screen and shutting his eyes in defeat when his phone doesn't turn on.
"change of plans — my phone is dead. can i borrow yours?" he asks and you nod, handing it to him. when he stays silent for an abnormal amount of time you look up at him, noticing his shocked expression.
"everything okay, jay? is the answer that shocking?" you laugh, turning your attention back to your textbook and he shakes his head.
"n-no, just... i'm your lockscreen?" he asks and your eyes widen, the fact that your screensaver was indeed a picture of jay he had sent you a few days ago completely crossing your mind.
"oh. yeah, i guess it is," you say and he nods.
"alright. cool. great. that's great," he shrugs, playing it cool. although he can't hold back the bright smile on his face as he looks at the image adorning the front of your phone.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ JAKE !
you were already his lockscreen
you and jake have been dating for five days. five. and yet the boy somehow makes it seem as though you've been together forever.
"hey, jake?"
"yes, baby?"
"oh-" you start, nearly forgetting what you were gonna tell him at the sound of the pet name. romance definitely came easy to one out of two of you and it most definitely wasn't you. "um... oh, right! you're fine with that picture i took of you in the car yesterday, right?"
"sure? but why?" he asks, coming to sit next to you.
"i wanted to change my lockscreen to a picture of you and that's the picture i chose," you say, showing him your lockscreen. "that's not weird, right?"
jake's cheeks turn a shade of pink as he grins brightly.
"not at all, baby. i changed my lockscreen to my favorite picture of you two days ago," he says, lightly bumping you with his elbow and you feel your face get hot.
"really? that's sweet, jake. wait, your favorite picture of me?" you ask and he grins, showing you his lockscreen which was of you on the day he asked you out, a huge smile on your face.
"yeah. it was really hard to choose a favorite though when you're so cute."
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ SUNGHOON !
acts like he’s unfazed but is actually losing it
"sunghoon, give me my phone," you groan, reaching for your phone but he shakes his head, still holding it above his head.
"no, y/n."
"but i need it. please? my professor is putting grades up soon," you say and he continues to hold your phone up in the air, keeping it out of your reach despite you yanking at his arm.
"that's exactly why. waiting for your grades is stressing you out. no phone, no constantly checking for your grades. when your grades are up, i'll check them for you, okay?" he asks and you sigh, pulling away from him.
"fine. that won't stop me from thinking about it, though," you pout, flopping down onto your bed. you watch as he grins victoriously, lowering his arm and bringing your phone into his view. his eyes widen at the first sight of your screen and you perk up.
"what? is it my grades? are they up? are they good?" you ask and he shakes his head.
"no, your grades aren't up yet," he says and you glare at him.
"then why that face?" you question and he shrugs.
"i was just shocked to see that i'm your screensaver, it's no big deal," he says and you smile.
"oh, right. you look good in that picture," you compliment him and he nods, flopping down next to you.
"right? i mean i always do, though," he shrugs and you roll your eyes, lightly hitting his shoulder before cuddling into his side. when your eyes flutter closed, sunghoon allows himself to smile, the butterflies in his stomach having a field day over the sight of your lockscreen.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ SUNOO !
he’s the one that set himself as your lockscreen
“hey, sunoo?”
“hmm?”
“i’m gonna run to the bathroom for a sec. if my phone rings, can you answer it?” you ask and he nods.
“yeah, of course.”
after quickly finishing up in the bathroom, you return to sunoo only to find him suspiciously grinning at you.
“what... did you do?” you ask and he shrugs.
“nothing. anyways, whoever you were waiting on never called,“ sunoo says, handing you your phone and you nod, still eyeing him as you sit back beside him.
"sunoo, you're being so weird," you say, glancing down at your phone. you almost miss the picture of sunoo grinning that is now set as your lockscreen. "wait — did you change my lockscreen?"
"what? i don't know what you're talking about. i don't even know how to do that, y/n..." he says, his hand placed on his chest in fake offense. "but that picture of me is really cute, right?"
you laugh, looking at the picture once more.
"yeah, it is pretty cute. you really know how to capture your cuteness in pictures," you say before turning and placing a kiss on his cheek. "you're much cuter in person, though."
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ JUNGWON !
"im okay this is fine i’m fine" *cue happy dance*
you'd lost your phone which resulted in you and jungwon searching all over the house for it. when jungwon finds it inside the couch and notices the picture of him on the front of it, he's not sure how to react. of course he's happy, but is it that big of a deal to you? it's just a lockscreen right? then why is he so happy?
"hey, wonnie, have you found it?" you ask, coming back into the living room and he nearly drops the phone.
"oh, right, yeah! it was in the couch," he says, bringing it to you and you smile.
"ah, that makes sense. thank you," you say, giving him a hug and he just nods, awkwardly pulling away from the hug and going to sit down.
"you okay?" you ask and he nods.
"yeah... nice lockscreen," he says, a small smile on his face and you grin.
"yeah, it's pretty cute, huh?" you ask, smirking at jungwon.
"you think so?"
"of course i do," you laugh, pecking him on the cheek before excusing yourself to the bathroom. the moment jungwon thinks you're out of sight, he jumps off the couch, happily dancing around with a bright grin. "told you you're cute."
jungwon freezes, his eyes widening as he realizes you hadn't gone to the bathroom yet and you'd seen the whole scene play out.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ NI-KI !
teases you about it but is lowkey blushing
"oh my gosh, is that me?" you hear niki ask, raising your eyebrows in confusion.
"is what you?"
"your lockscreen — that's the picture i sent you last night, isn't it?" niki smirks and you quickly grab your phone, shoving into your pocket.
"what? no. don't be ridiculous, niki, you're not my lockscreen," you shrug, turning back to the game you two were previously playing.
"oh yeah? look me in the eyes and tell me that wasn't the picture i sent you yesterday," he says, the smug look still evident on his face.
"okay, fine. i thought the picture was cute, alright? so, sue me," you say, putting your controller down and crossing your arms.
"aha! i knew you loved me. no denying it now, i've got proof," niki smirks but you don't miss the way his cheeks have turned a shade of red.
"yeah, but i'm not the one blushing, am i?" you ask and his eyes widen.
"i'm not blushing it's just hot in here. it's a lot of working beating you so many times at mario karts, 'kay?" he says, turning away from you and it's your turn to smirk.
"sure, riki," you say and he sighs, grabbing his controller.
friendly competition with your boyfriend, and you are absolutely in your gamer era
♡ pairing - wonwoo x gn!reader
♡ notes - use of nicknames (baby), wonwoo getting hit in the face (dont worry hes fine), mention of kisses, just dance idk which version im just gonna say all of em (he came prepared)
♡ author note - hi @polaroidjake !! i am your secret carat admirer !! i hope u enjoy this little drabble i made with you in mind <3 without further ado,,, lets get onto the drabble >:)
“I’m here!”
Wonwoo’s deep voice booms through your apartment as he closes the door behind him. You come out from around a corner and immediately engulf your boyfriend in a tight embrace.
“Happy Valentine’s baby, did you miss me?” He says whilst returning the hug with one arm, his other arm holding various bags.
“Of course woo.. how could I not miss my amazing, hot, talented, freakishly handsome boyfriend.” You smile as he suddenly lets go of your body and stares at you blankly.
“Did you do something? You don’t usually compliment me that much unless you’ve done something...” You shake your head in response and Wonwoo quickly rubs your back, hurriedly heading to your living room to place his bags on the floor.
Curiously walking over, you open a bag to see what was inside. Wires… and is that a Wii? What on earth is he going to do with a Wii… you ponder as Wonwoo turns to the bag you were ogling and snatches it from you.
“Nuh uh uh. No peeking. This was supposed to be your surprise.” He huffs while pulling out the console and setting it up on the TV stand. You cross your arms and sigh, was this gift really for you or… more for him?
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“Hold still, let me fix your control wristband…”
You sigh as Wonwoo holds your hand and tightens the wristband accessory on your Wii controller. Wonwoo smiles, content with himself at his efforts to keep you (and himself) safe, as he lets your hand drop back to the side of your body.
“Why are you making me wear the wristband again…?” You wonder as Wonwoo busies himself with the settings on the TV. He opens his mouth, waiting for the words to magically appear, but nothing comes out. “I.. I wanna make sure you don’t hurt your face… or mine.” He finally speaks and you lightly smack his arm, a soft ‘ow’ passing through his lips.
“Just because I dropped the controller on your foot ONE TIME doesn’t mean I’ll do it again.. promise.” You say crossing your arms, watching the look of concentration on Wonwoo’s face as he tries to get the controller accuracy test correct. Oh, he was definitely serious about this.
“I know… but just to make sure it doesn’t happen again. And… it did hurt.” Wonwoo turns to smile at you once the accuracy test is complete and you return the gesture, just happy to be able to spend today with him.
“Okay, ‘you ready to play Just Dance?”
“Are you ready for me to kick your butt?”
“We’ll see about that.”
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After several songs, you accidentally smacking Wonwoo in the forehead with your controller, and hello kitty bandages later, you stand victoriously in the middle of the living room as your boyfriend sits on the sofa completely drained.
You jump in excitement and throw your fist up into the air, “I beat you! I told you I would. You have NO chance going against me.” You playfully taunt while turning back to Wonwoo, who had now rested his glasses atop his head and closed his eyes. You walk over to his spot on the sofa and sit beside him, wrapping your arm over his torso. He opens his eyes to look at you and, when you both make eye contact, turns over to wrap his arms around your upper body. You laugh at this gesture and snuggle closer into his embrace.
“I might’ve lost at Just Dance, but I’ve won your love. And for me, that’s all that matters.” He confesses whilst peppering your face with kisses. You pretend to push him away as your eyebrows furrow together. “Ew! Cheese alert! Get away, what if I’m lactose intolerant!”
“Then tolerate it, sweaty.”
“Who are YOU calling sweaty! Looked in a mirror recently, hot stuff?”
“Oh so you think I’m hot? Thanks.” Wonwoo grins as you roll your eyes and get up, Wonwoo following suit. You grab your controller once more and turn to face your boyfriend, Wonwoo looking back at you and immediately getting an idea of what you are gonna ask.
“So… ready for round two?”
“If I win, you rub my feet for a week, and if you win then I’ll do whatever you ask.”
“Okay mister confident, can’t wait to see you grovel on your knees when I beat you again.”
eighteen year old minah is kim sujin's best friend and shattered star's biggest fan. she's looking to begin her own youtube channel but hasn't gone for it quite yet.
⌗︎ 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚗
eighteen year old donghyun is sujin's close friend and an upcoming youtuber. he occasionally streams along with enhypen's ni-ki.
⌗︎ 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚘
twenty year old theo is a rising actor as well as the best friend of shattered star's keeho. he will also star alongside him and others in the web drama, fever.
a seven member group of friends and youtubers / streamers consisting of lee heeseung, park "jay" jongseong, jake sim, park sunghoon, kim sunoo, yang jungwon and nishimura "ni-ki" riki. the group is known to occasionally appear in each other's content as well as to be close even outside of their online presence.
member descriptions below !
⌗︎ 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚐
nineteen year old heeseung is the oldest of the group and is known for his covers he posts to his youtube channel. his channel also consists of vlogs featuring him and other members of the group.
⌗︎ 𝚓𝚊𝚢
nineteen year old jay is known for his fashion vlogs he frequently posts on his youtube channel. he is also occasionally seen streaming alongside ni-ki as well as his usual appearances in sunoo's fashion and beauty vlogs.
⌗︎ 𝚓𝚊𝚔𝚎
eighteen year old jake is a well-known vlogger that you can also find in his mukbang series alongside heeseung titled the ramyeonz. he, along with sunghoon and ni-ki, can be found frequently hanging out with kim sujin.
⌗︎ 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚗
sunghoon is a former figure skater that is now known to post vlogs and other videos about his daily life. the eighteen year old is now taking up acting along with jungwon in the upcoming web drama, fever.
⌗︎ 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚘
eighteen year old sunoo is a fashion and beauty vlogger as well as the younger brother of shattered stars' kim sujin. he's frequently seen alongside jay and ni-ki as well as other members of the group.
⌗︎ 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚠𝚘𝚗
seventeen year old jungwon is a well-known youtuber as well as an aspiring actor. his first role will be along with sunghoon and shattered star's dani in their web drama, fever.
⌗︎ 𝚗𝚒-𝚔𝚒
fifteen year old ni-ki is the youngest of the group and is a well-known gaming streamer. he can be seen tagging along in most members' vlogs as well as his gaming series, gaming with enha! where he plays games alongside various enhypen members.
“jaehan, come on. why do i have to go to the basement? it’s your basement,” you groan and he frowns.
“because… you know…” he says, shrugging and hangyeom grins.
“because he’s scared to go to the basement,” hangyeom says. “it’s fine, i’ll go with you.”
you sigh and nod, agreeing to go to the basement to grab decorations with hangyeom.
“i still don’t understand why i have to get the decorations. what if there are spiders down here? it’s an early birthday party for taedong that sebin is throwing. shouldn’t sebin be getting the decorations?”
“he’s out buying the cake, though.”
you groan again, reaching for the light switch to the basement. you flip the switch, sighing when the lights fail to cut on.
“great. y’know, i’m convinced jaehan has it out for me,” you say and hangyeom laughs, turning the flashlight of his phone on.
“jaehan? no, i doubt that. anyone else, maybe, but not jaehan,” he says, leading you towards the side of the basement jaehan said the decorations would be in. hangyeom’s phone buzzes as you’re grabbing the birthday banner and he shows you the screen.
“xen says him and jaehan are outside setting up if we need anything,” he says, texting xen back with an okay. or at least, he attempted to. “the service down here is awful. i can’t even send a simple text.”
“do me a favor and grab this?” you hand hangyeom the decorations you can’t carry and head towards the stairs. you push the door, frowning when it doesn’t budge.
“hangyeom.”
“yeah?”
“the door’s stuck,” you say and he frowns.
“here, hold my phone,” he says, attempting to push open the door. he fails, the door not opening in the slightest.
“it’s fine let’s just… call jaehan,” hangyeom trails off, remembering jaehan’s basement has awful service. you groan, banging on the door a few times, hoping either jaehan or xen had come back into the house. of course, no one answers. you take a seat on the steps, deciding to just wait it out.
“fine. they’ll realize we’re still stuck down here eventually.”
“right... stuck down here. in the dark. in a basement,” hangyeom says and you look up at him.
“don’t tell me you’re scared too,” you say and he scoffs.
“i’m too hot to be scared of the dark,” he says and you roll your eyes.
“being hot has nothing to do with fear of the dark,” you say and he smirks.
“so you agree that i’m hot?”
“y’know, if those two don’t come back in soon you might not make it out of this basement alive,” you playfully threaten and he laughs, raising his hands in defense.
“alright, alright. i’ll stop-” he’s cut off by an involuntary yell as the two of you hear a crash come from further into the basement.
“hangyeom, it’s okay. it was just something we moved earlier, alright? no need to be scared,” you say and he opens his eyes he’d previously squeezed shut.
“yeah, i knew that. i’m not scared,” he says and you roll your eyes, reaching for his hand to pull him down next to you.
“alright. you’re not scared. let’s say i’m scared. hold my hand?” you ask and he looks over at you sheepishly before agreeing.
“i can’t believe you’ve talked me into going trick-or-treating,” you sigh, unenthusiastically following behind jungwon.
“it’s not my fault you’re incapable of saying no to me,” he shrugs, pointing at the next house. “let’s go there!”
you groan, following behind the younger boy as he makes his way to the door. you furrow your brows in thought, observing the house as jungwon knocks on the door.
“hey, wait, this house looks familiar-“ you freeze when the door opens, eyes wide as you see the boy staring back at you.
“oh, hey! i didn’t know you two would be trick-or-treating tonight,” kai says, smiling at the two of you. he grabs a handful of candy, passing it to you and jungwon before awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. “actually… i was thinking of trick-or-treating tonight as well but i didn’t wanna go alone. any way i can join you guys?”
“yeah, that’d be fine by me. is that okay with you?” jungwon asks and you smile.
“um, yeah. that’d be great, kai,” you say and he grins.
“cool, wait here for a bit,” he says, rushing off somewhere in the house.
“bet you’re happy i asked you to come with me now, huh?” jungwon smirks and you roll your eyes.
“oh, shut up, jungwon,” you say, unable to contain your smile.
“i swear when i see heeseung - oh does he have a stake with his name on it,” you say, throwing your things on your bed in frustration.
“really? because you’ve been saying that for what - 500 years?”
“no... 298 years…” you grumble and jay laughs.
“i think the fact that you’ve kept track of how many years you’ve known him says a lot,” jay says.
“yeah, it says heeseung has been the bane of my existence for 298 years and counting and he won’t let me forget it,” you say. “do i really have to go to his party?”
“yes, your boyfriend really wants you to be at the party,” jay says and you throw your pillow at him.
“next thing i throw just might be you,” you say, putting your shoes on.
“sounds fun. are you ready to go?”
“as ready as i’ll ever be,” you sigh.
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when you - reluctantly - arrive at heeseung’s party, he’s the first to greet you.
“you’re here? i thought you wouldn’t show up,” he says and you shrug.
“well, i did. not sure why i had to, though,” you say and he smiles.
“i’m glad you did. thank you,” he says and you give him a confused look. “oh, thank you for coming too, jay.”
jay nods as heeseung walks away and you pull jay aside.
“that was weird in about 80 different ways,” you say and jay raises his eyebrows at you.
“what was weird?”
“heeseung was weird. i already found it odd that he personally invited me to his party but now he thanked me for being here. does that not seem weird to you?” you ask and he shrugs.
“just sounds polite to me but i guess polite isn’t in you guys’ dynamic?”
“exactly!”
“you know, for you two to be immortal vampires, you sure can hold a rivalry,” he comments and you sigh.
“yeah, yeah. i’m only staying for a bit alright? just to sing happy birthday and then i’m leaving,” you say and jay shrugs.
“alright.”
🦇
“happy birthday to you!”
you miss it as heeseung searches for you among the crowd as you turn to jay.
“hey, i think i’m gonna head out now. tell heeseung for me?” you ask and jay laughs.
“or you could tell him,” he points behind you. you turn around, coming face to face with heeseung himself.
“you’re leaving? now?” he asks and you shrug.
“yeah, i mean, you asked me to show up, and i did. you didn’t necessarily ask me to stay,” you say, heading to the door. you reach for your jacket but heeseung’s quick to stop you, his hand grabbing yours.
“wait, don’t go. i’m asking you now… please, stay?” heeseung asks. you furrow your brows in confusion at his question.
“why do you want me to stay so bad? there’s a million other people here-”
“but none of them are you. you’re the only one i really want here. stay?” he asks, pulling you slightly closer.
“i... i thought you hated me?”
“if i really hated you would i have stuck around for 298 years? would i want so badly to stick around for a million more years? i don’t hate you, okay? yeah, i tend to annoy you a lot but that’s just ‘cause i like you a lot. i’m sorry that i made you feel like i hate you.”
“heeseung…” you start, at loss for words. “i didn’t… i thought… wow. i guess that makes me the jerk, huh?”
he laughs, shaking his head in disagreement.
“you aren’t a jerk. i was pretty annoying - i kinda deserved it. honestly, you’re practically an angel for putting up with me for so long. thank you… for putting up with me.”
“yeah, well, i guess you were too cute to kick to the curb. but, wait, did you say that you like me?”
“i guess that might’ve been what i said? who knows, though, because i’m never repeating that again,” he grins.
“oh, great. right back to being annoying, huh?”
“ouch. so, are we just going to pretend you didn’t call me cute?” heeseung asks.
“consider it a birthday gift,” you say, watching as he intertwines your fingers. “i can’t believe we’ve been at each other’s throats for almost 300 years when we’ve actually liked each other the entire time.”
“so, you do like me? the feelings are mutual?”
“yes, heeseung,” you start, leaning up to place a kiss on his cheek. “the feelings are definitely mutual.”
⌗︎ 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢. in which, willow awakes from a three-month coma, only to find that she’s forgotten the last two years of her life — two years that she spent alongside her closest friends and the love of her life.
⌗︎ 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎. non idol!au, fluff, angst
⌗︎ 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐. oc x jake
⌗︎ 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐. enhypen
⌗︎ 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. angst, mentions of car accidents, mentions of death, further warnings can be found in each chapter
in which you, one of the few healers left, are summoned to help figure out what has turned a bright, warm aristocrat into nothing but a haunted, reclusive shell of who he used to be.
gn!reader X aristocrat!sungyoon .
PART WARNINGS: just ominous things <3 nothing triggering ! (word count: 600+)
NOTE; any depictions of the real people in this are not a direct reflection of them in real life; please do not take it as such.
( apologies for this being late !! hope you enjoy 💕✨ )
Sungyoon hadn’t moved from his spot in the windowsill in a long time; he had yet to even speak since he’d gotten up hours ago, and he couldn’t quite find it within himself to do so now — despite the worried looks Jangjun, who’d left with Youngtaek earlier for reasons unknown, and Daeyeol had given him as he continued staring out into the garden maze. His silence wasn’t necessarily an unusual thing — it hadn’t been for months — but he would, at least, usually greet the few people he saw first thing in the morning. It was a habit he’d had for so many years that he wouldn’t ever be able to quit — one incident couldn’t knock that out of him.
From where he was, Sungyoon was able to watch as the two remaining gardeners — Jibeom and Jaehyun — slowly made their way through the maze; Jibeom brightly talking, his hands carrying buckets full of freshly-pulled grass, and Jaehyun nodding to whatever the other was saying with a smile, pulling a small wagon full of mulch and miscellaneous flowers.
“Bomin’s been gently fussing for the garden to be brighter to look at.”
Sungyoon lightly jumps in surprise, before looking toward where the voice came from; finding Daeyeol sitting at a table a few feet away, looking up at him from where he’d been fixing a torn shirt. Noticing the surprise and confusion on his face, Daeyeol adds, “He kept saying that the dark roses your mother picked were too dreary to see every day. He wanted to add more color to the garden now that he has the power to — and he thought it’d be better for everyone since…whatever happened to you two out there’s created some unwanted talk.”
“This would,” Sungyoon’s voice cracks, making him clear his throat as he tries to relax before hesitantly restarting, “This would be the first time the flowers have been changed since he was born, right?”
Daeyeol lightly hums as he thinks, lifting an eyebrow at the obvious swerve into a lighter topic, before returning his gaze back to his sewing as he replies, “I believe so. Either that, or your twenty-first birthday.”
Ignoring the slight hiss Daeyeol lets out after pricking his finger after he finishes speaking, Sungyoon hums, “Bomin’s twenty-first is coming up, isn’t it? In a couple weeks?”
“It is, yeah.”
“Do you know if he’s wanting to have a traditional celebra—”
“He’s decided to have a household-only party, if what Donghyun’s told me is true.” Daeyeol gently cuts him off, as if he were already expecting the question before Sungyoon had even thought of it. “Who’s left of the household, anyway…”
“Ah, yeah…how many more left this week?”
“Ten,” Daeyeol lifts the shirt he’d been sewing up to check it, “which means that it’s just us, Bomin, Jangjun, and the five that Jangun’s collected under his wing left here.”
“‘That Jangjun’s collected under his wing’ as if you haven’t taken to parenting them as well.” Sungyoon teases him, “Distancing yourself from the fact you co-parent with Jangjun won’t happen with me, ‘Yeol.”
Daeyeol pauses in his movements, opening his mouth with a look of offense, but a set of light knocks on the door interrupts; Seungmin’s cherry hair poking through a moment later as he peeks into the room, quietly shuffling toward Daeyeol once catching his eye.
As Seungmin bends down to lightly whisper to Daeyeol, Sungyoon watches for a second with a slightly puckered frown, curiosity beginning to eat as him at the blatant show of secrecy, before he turns back toward the window; Jaehyun and Jibeom now beginning to tear into the fresh bags of mulch, their large grins showing that their conversation was still as vibrant as it was before Daeyeol spoke, and Sungyoon’s body fully relaxing when noticing the two young gardeners’ grins as they work — willfully ignoring the hushed conversation of guests, a healer and their willful friend, having arrived along with Jangjun and Youngtaek only a few minutes prior going on behind him.
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With his hand in yours, Jibeom watches the zombies bang on the doors as you settle back down onto the small couch; the feeling of fear having faded into one of acceptance in your heart, but your hands still tremble ever-so-slightly as you accidentally make eye-contact with one of the bearers of your end after pulling a blanket over your thighs.
The bite on your leg itches; as if to remind you that you were going to die whether your group’s safe-base was attacked or not, that the hoard was — if anything — speeding up the time you had left as you. Your goodbyes to the rest of the people you’d spent months with happened only — what feels like — a few minutes ago; Joochan’s ‘no goodbyes, only see you laters!’ still ringing in your ears, which reminds you that you should probably —
“You need to go.” You let go of Jibeom’s hand, looking toward him and away from the hallow eyes. “They’re waiting on you, dummy.”
You’re met with silence — or as much silence you can get with the banging and snarls — and you realize that Jibeom hadn’t even been looking at the crowd of monsters, but at the bruising bite on your calf. Fighting back a groan as you move it away from his sight to gain his attention, you say, “Jibeom.”
He finally hums, before looking over at you; his eyes shiny while his mouth was twisted into a frown. “I’m still not sure this is the best—”
“Don’t do this.” You sigh, looking away and bringing the blanket around your shoulders closer as if to shield yourself from Jibeom’s continuous protests. When he opens his mouth to continue his speech, you add, “It hurts to move anything below the waist at this point — this is the best.”
“And you need to go — your window of opportunity is closing.” His face scrunches up more after you add this, as if to try his best to oppose your decision in any way he can.
“I just hate the thought that your last moments are of us leaving you to them.” He finally states, all of his face flattening out aside from his mouth, which was still stuck in a deep frown. Your heart twists as you realize that that was what was bothering him — that you wouldn’t be able to comfortably pass away. You look at Jibeom for a moment, trying to ignore the feeling of hey, you’re dying! sinking into your bones.
“My last moments will be knowing that you guys are safe.” You point out, “Not of you guys ‘leaving me to them’. I’d like to think that you’d know I wouldn’t think of you like that.”
A sharp sound of glass breaking echos just as you were about to teasingly click your tongue, bringing your and Jibeom’s attention back toward the groaning monsters’ banging on the windows and doors. “Shit, okay —”
Your hands begin to lightly shake again, the fear of Jibeom not making it out in time growing larger at the sight of the large crack appearing on one of the windows; a clear sign that it wouldn’t be long before the entire window would give in to the weight of who-knows-how-many zombies. With a growing knot in your throat, you wince as you reach over to pull Jibeom’s bag over; a sharp pain spiking up your spine at the sudden movement.
“You need to go, love.” You state, swatting at his worried hands he had stretched out the second you moved to grab his bag. “Before we both end up food for them, and Jaehyun tries something stupid to get you.”
Although slightly slow — as if to still silently argue with you — in his movements, Jibeom finally stands up; pulling his bag over his shoulders, and shuffling toward the back entrance everyone else had earlier.
“But hey,” you start, making him pause halfway to turn to look at you one last time, “I’ll find you, alright? Maybe not as human - or one of those things - but maybe as something smaller. So stay safe, you hear me?” You give him a small, but stern, glare with a teasing smile, sitting back against the couch arm.
Jibeom hums, continuing his way toward the exit while shaking his head, “I’ll try - until next time, right?” And with a tight grin and two-fingered salute, he leaves; the sound of his footsteps just barely audible over the banging and groans of your soon-to-be-guests, and you wait ten more minutes after he disappears before moving again, grabbing an object off the floor with a shaky sigh.
There’s nothing more romantic than dying, you think one last time just before pulling the trigger; the sound echoing with a loud bang! just as the doors break under the monsters. The commotion causing Jibeom — and your group — to look over and watch as the monsters stampede the building that had once held a warmer life.
a three member group consisting of kim sujin, go jiho, and yoon keeho. the group was formed in 2020 with each member being previously known as youtubers, a model, and an actor.
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nineteen year old sujin is the older sibling of kim sunoo, a well known youtuber, and a member of the band shattered stars alongside two of her closest friends, jiho and keeho.
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twenty-one year old jiho - also know as dani - is a well known model as well as a member of shattered stars. she’s beginning her career as an actress in a new web series where she portrays the main character alongside theo, who will play her love interest.
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nineteen year old keeho is a rising actor as well as a popular youtuber best known for his covers and a member of the band shattered stars. he will be starring alongside jiho and theo in their upcoming web drama.