#*;drabbles.

[rksunyoung]

♫

sunyougn was walkin2 skewl w/ her bf anon n they were crossin da rode.

she sed "bbz wil u luv me 4evr"

anon said "NO .. "

da gurl cryed N ran across da rode b4 da green man came on the sine.

boy was cryin and went 2 pic up her body

she was ded.

he whsipered 2 her corpse

"i ment 2 say i will luv u 5EVR............." ( dat mean he luv her moar dan 4evr ........... )

[rksunyoung]

♫

» NOWPLAYING : 2PM - DANCE2NIGHT

what are you looking at right now, what are you thinking about right nowdo you usually, do you usually not think about dancing with men?but I am different from other menyou can see it in my eyes,how long are you going to hesitate, babyjust move your body to the rhythm, lady

"what the fuck are you doing, wonbin."

"asking you to dance, obviously."

she gives a hard stare at his open hand, large, tanned, and waiting for her smaller hand so that he could pull her out onto the makeshift dance floor. instead her hands stay where they are, tucked snuggly against the sides of her body as her arms crossed upon her torso. hues flicker from his outstretched hand to his face -- eyebrows wiggling underneath a dark fringe and a plump lips pulled into a rather convincing smile.

'why' sits on the tip of her tongue as she continues to gaze at the boy -- there are plenty of other people who would of wholeheartedly accept his request; girls who's cheeks would turn a sweet shade of rose and boys who would let out a cheerful laugh in response but join him anyways. but instead daehyun tilts his head quietly at her out of the rest of the people of this dream high ending party, to which sunyoung raises a groomed eyebrow slowly. there's no need for words, she thinks, because everything is probably etched all over her expression, down to the small crevices on her face: 'this is probably another trick.'

but she gives him a response anyways, "yeah ... i'd rather not. piper just went to the bathroom so i'm waiting -- "

but apparently, jung daehyun doesn't take no for an answer all too well -- just a minute ago her back is against the wall, watching others converse, and the next she finds herself right in the middle within the small number of people. he's right in front of her, encouraging her to dance with several waves of his body ( which she thinks was supposed to be his form of seduction, maybe? she's not exactly sure but it makes her want to laugh ) and there's a sharp bump of the hip to the right of her -- jihyun's smile coming in view as a way of inviting her to dance as well. the brunette is uncharacteristically stiff amongst the sea of moving bodies because she's still so sure that this is all a trick, another one of his plots to make her look like a fool in front of all of these people and make her the laughing stock of both kt and royal --

throwing caution to the wind, sunyoung says fuck it. the way daehyun suddenly gyrates his hips causes her short bursts of laughter to escape from her throat, and if she's going to be made a laughing stock somehow -- if there's even a plan like that -- she might as well enjoy herself while doing so.

"see? i'm not such a terrible guy." he mentions to her when they decide to take a break, sunyoung trying to become one with the luxurious couch as if it were her own. 

"nah, you're still pretty much an ass. a cute one who knows how to have fun, but still an ass."

[rksunyoung]

~♫

» NOWPLAYING : PERFUME - VITAMIN DROP

with these little hands, what can i protect?a liar with a smile, playing and dancingpacking the heart that is covered with injuriesi will go travelingah, i must take off boredomand get started

                                          — in which the kt girls are now a debuted group ♫

"you’re not leaving again, unnie. you can’t!"

a smile, a soft laugh — but sunyoung doesn’t stop. no, there’s still much more to pack if she wants to leave by tomorrow.

silence envelops the room, save for the sound of objects, clothes, and other belongings being hastily thrown into the suitcase, and piper feels like she’s about to explode. this wasn’t sunyoung. this small, weak shell and pathetic excuse for a girl wasn’t sunyoung at all. slender legs take her into the room which was slowly becoming barren, and before the older girl could put another garment into the bag piper grabs her wrist. “you’re not going, sunyoung. as the leader of this group, i refuse to let you go.”

"that’s not your call, is it?" her voice is deathly quiet, a stark contrast to the usual boisterous power and sense of life that was unique to her voice — it hurt piper to hear her like that, tone devoid of every thing else but pain. "you’re the leader, but you don’t get to make businessdecisions. me leaving the group is a business decision, just like every thing else in this fucking life is.”

"we’ll convince them that they’re wrong, okay, you can’t just give up like this! we’ll gather everyone in kt who knows you, the real you, and we’ll do something—"

“STOP BEING SO FUCKING NAIVE, PIPER!”the scream is loud, anguished, and so sudden that it causes her to jump back a couple of feet, sunyoung’s wrist slipping from her grip. she wasn’t sure what hurt worse — the scream that ripped through the dorm like a jagged knife, or the look upon the older girl’s face when she turned around; bloodstained eyes with soft tears staining porcelain cheeks, the tip of her nose a soft pink from probably crying consistently. a melancholic mix of sadness and rage festered within in her body — sunyoung didn’t deserve this. no one deserved this.

"it doesn’t matter whether i did it or not — this whole thing has blown so out of proportion that it’s not only effecting me, but it’s effecting the whole group. you all have worked way to hard to have your effort trashed by my behavior and mistakes," her voice falters and her hands are shaking — years of knowing sunyoung has her tuned to her actions, and she can tell that she might break out into a sob anytime soon, "i can’t take that. the group can survive and thrive without me. taeyeon and tiffany are better singers, you and hyeri are better dancers, soojung is prettier and has more of a model look than me, and —"

piper doesn’t let her finish those words as she pulls the girl into a hug, and doesn’t think twice about sunyoung staining her favorite shirt with her tears, or of how she ends up crying as well — for sunyoung, with sunyoung, at the unfairness of it all. the small scandal had turned into a witch hunt that didn’t look like it was going to let up anytime soon, and regardless of whether she was right or not, they both knew what was coming.

piper was known for being the strong leader of the group, showing professionalism and giving a smile through the highest of highs and lowest of lows.

the first time that she shows the cracks in her armor is when they hold their first fanmeeting since the scandal and sunyoung isn’t there.

[rksunyoung]

♫

» NOWPLAYING : JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE - SUIT AND TIE

and as long as I got my suit and tiei’ma leave it all on the floor tonightand you got fixed up to the nineslet me show you a few things

                                — ( semi - au ) in which the kt girls are now a debuted group ♫

"didn’t piper tell you not to mess with your tie, sunyoung?"

the soft, all too familiar voice that seems to come out of nowhere has the older brunette jumping in her seat, brown hues swiftly jumping from the silk necktie loosely hanging on her body to the shorter girl staring at her with her hands on her hip, eyes twinkling in amusement at her reaction. with a fresh coat of make-up applied to her face and form-fitting, crisp black suit shining against the florescent lights of the waiting room taeyeon breaks out into a laugh — quiet yet melodic and uninhibited, an odd contrast which has brought more fame to the group ( and taeyeon herself ) over the past couple of months.

it was amazing to see the transformation she took from shy little trainee to confident idol in the short time of two years, sunyoung thinks.

"it was too constricting! how am i supposed to sing when this and the this is choking the shit out of me, huh?" a whine passes glossed lips before taeyeon could even realize she was ever-so-slightly staring, hands motioning towards the collar and the tie that sat fell from her neck onto her lap. eyes close in frustration and sunyoung’s body is wiggling lightly as her back hits the the back of the chair, "i told the stylist-unnies several times that it was too tight but they just ignored me, and now they won’t help me put it on again ~"

the scene draws another laugh from taeyeon, and it doesn’t take long before she’s taking charge of the situation — bent down at the waist, she meticulously places the tie behind sunyoung’s neck and under the collar before fingers expertly work on getting the tie in it’s correct position. “you have two brothers and a dad, right? didn’t your mom teach you how to tie a tie?”

the question falls on deaf ears because with the younger’s face only inches away from hers, she’s able to see everything. the dark lashes coated with mascara, long, silky blond tendrils that cascade down her body in soft beach curls, expressive auburn eyes that were so adorably concentrated on something so small, plump pink lips coated in the sweetest shade of peach that sunyoung couldn’t help to wonder what it would be like to taste —

"there, all done!" she doesn’t even realize how fast her heart had been beating until taeyeon gives her a smile, pearly whites making themselves known and effectively stopping her own heart for a couple of seconds. sunyoung tries to return it in the most normal way that she can, and luckily, taeyeon doesn’t seem to notice. "t-thanks. i think i can breathe now."

"sure! just don’t touch it again anymore, okay? we’re on in twenty minutes, you know ~" tiffany calls taeyeon’s name from the other side of the room and sunyoung lips spread into a grin as the blonde shuffles over in tall pumps — she has to force herself to look away so she doesn’t stare at her retreating view.

sunyoung wasn’t exactly sure why the fans seemed to go insane every time a group dressed up in suits — whether male or female — but after seeing taeyeon today, it was almost as if she understood everything in the universe.

[rksunyoung]

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

sunyoung is silent when she feels the cool metal of the gun barrel that gets placed on the center of her forehead. she doesn’t do anything once she sees daehyun’s cocky grin as he holds the gun, tongue dashing out to swipe at pearly whites almost irritatingly. he’s so smug about his sudden reveal, so fucking confident. if she didn’t know any better right now, she would probably just punch him square in the jaw right now.

while in a sense, daehyun was somewhat right — she wasn’t expecting this from him. he was always so… happy, looked so carefree and was quite a gentlemen — this she knew from experience once she woke up with a hangover in his apartment, only to find out he took care of her the rest of the night despite not even knowing her name or her story. as auburn hues dashed from left to right, taking how in the dark, abandoned warehouse that he tricked her into going into contrasted with his image, the boy broke the silence with his boyish and unfiltered laugh, “you usually always have something to say, why are you so silent now, huh? shocked?” pushing the barrel enough to push her head backwards, sunyoung slowly felt her fingers curling into the material of her jeans. patience, she chanted mentally. patience.

at the sound of a click coming from behind him, sunyoung was the one to pull a smug grin as soon as the male turned around to see — “jinah? what—-” holding a gun that was aimed straight as his head. the bewildered look that bloomed on his face was a sight to behold, and the brunette reveled in the way he stared at her; taken aback that his best friend would betray him like this. daehyun was greeted by a barrel to the head wielded by sunyoung, the positions that they held only minutes ago where now reversed — he had no clue that sunyoung and her gang truly had the element of surprise in their court, and it showed in the way his teeth sunk into a pouty bottom lip in anger, annoyance, rage. 

"truth hurts, don’t it?" sunyoung mimicked the boy, cocking her head to the side before she pulled the trigger.

[rksunyoung]

"What are you afraid of?"

the question resonated in sunyoung’s head for what seemed like five, maybe ten minutes now as she stared at the building in front of her, piper standing right next to her with a mischievous smile threatening to form on her lips. when sunyoung told piper about her interest of abandoned places — she wasn’t expecting for the younger girl to actually share the same interest, nor was she expecting for her to invite her to an abandoned place that wasn’t too far from the kt building. we should go there after schedules, she says, who knows what kind of secrets that place is holding she says.

sunyoung wasn’t sure if piper conveniently left out that it was an abandoned house with heavy rumors that stated spirits still occupied the abode, or if she just forgot to tell her that she didn’t do spooky. or creepy. or scary. or anything related to that.

a small jab to the side is what brought the dark brunette back to reality, shaking her head to look over at piper with as confident as a grin as she could pull in the current circumstances — which was hardly at all, the uncertainty shining through her features. “i’m not afraid of anything,” she starts, crossing her arms almost stubbornly, “you should know that by now, piper,” and she wasn’t sure if she was trying to convince the other girl or herself with her words. “then let’s go then!” piper’s smile was bright, enthusiastic as she almost bounced towards the house — a stark contrast to sunyoung’s expression and small, sluggish steps.

the taller girl had just made it to the door when a low, almost wretched-sounding moan came from what seemed like the side of the house, and the knot in sunyoung’s abdomen only coiled tighter as the hair on her body seemed to raise — and that was more than enough of a sign for her to leave this place alone. “nope nope nope nope,” she chanted like a mantra as she shuffled her way from the front of the house to the gate, leaving a confused piper on the porch, shouting, “unnie, wait! where are you going?” in her direction, “i thought you weren’t afraid of anything?!” the playful taunt in her voice was clearly evident, and if sunyoung wasn’t so hell-bent on leaving, she might have stopped to prove her right. keyword here being might.

"you and i both know damnwell that was an obvious lie, piper!" she yelled back towards the girl, as she heard piper’s footsteps catching up to her. once the felt her presence next to her as they made their way back to the kt building, sunyoung exhaled, letting out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding.

"next time — if there even is one — let’s visit somewhere nice and less creepy… like an abandoned amusement park, or a doughnut shop, yeah?"

[rksunyoung]

"Give it back."

it when he says that, that the corners of sunyoung’s mouth quirk up into a sly grin. because it’s then that she knows that she has him — as olltii’s eyes are concentrated on the his phone that she has in her hand, which is currently dangling off of the patio of her fourth floor apartment in a threatening manner — he’s pretty much putty in the palm of her hands. he tries to inch closer to the smaller girl, but stops in his tracks once again as she sticks her hand out even further, slowly slipping the cell phone from her grasp. “sunyoung — i-i was just kidding! give it back, seriously.”

"under one condition." she raises her chin in a confident ( and almost silly ) way, and olltii feels like he can breath for just a second, "anything."

"take it back — say that i’m not short.""you’re not short, sunyoung.""and say that i’m sexy.""… what." "say it!"

a sigh escaped his lips before he continues, “you’re… very sexy. the sexiest girl i’ve ever seen in my life, okay just—- just give me my phone back!” olltii says almost exasperatedly, and sunyoung grins a satisfied ( almost cocky ) grin before walking over to the man and handing him his phone. it was then that he male let exhaled, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding; and the phone was almost in he grasp when he muttered a something about her still being short, to which sunyoung suddenly snaps her head up at him with a grim expression.

"no i’m sorry, i was just kidding—-" "BAMBIYAAAAAH ~ " the brunette almost shrieks, flinging his phone through the window, out of the apartment, and out of his life.

that was the first ( and last ) time olltii ever messed with her about her height again.