#hoshbrownie

[dumbbelle]

✄ merry christmas eva!
❀ you and wonwoo argue over the semantics of willy wonka and harry potter during your annual christmas marathon. 
↪︎ belle’s holiday workshop; xmas drabble for @hoshbrownie  “All I’m saying is that Willy Wonka should be put on trial for attempted murder,” you grumble, taking a sip of your hot chocolate. Or rather, Wonwoo’s hot chocolate– you already finished yours five minutes ago. “I mean sure, that rich brat kinda looked like she deserved it, but is that really the kind of man you want running your local candy factory?” At that Wonwoo chortles, shaking his head slightly in mirth. “It’s a children’s movie, it’s not supposed to make sense.” “I beg to differ! Harry Potter–” “–was a wizard.” Wonwoo cuts you off, and you scowl at him before snatching his mug of hot chocolate once more. He attempts to scowl back, but he finds your expression too cute so he settles on attempting not to grin. “Yeah, but everything fit together perfectly; J.K. Rowling is an amazing writer, she made the world of magic seamless– inspired a whole generation while she was at it, like a queen.” You’re now squinting your eyes down at the mug, trying to gauge how much liquid is left before you have to go make another batch. “Are you forgetting that wizarding children never learn how read or write properly? No wonder muggleborns are so smart,” Wonwoo’s arguing for the sake of squabble, you just know. He absolutely loved the Harry Potter series. “Besides, Roald Dahl was a legendary children’s novelist. His works have a little magic of their own.” “The children’s novels or the adult soft porn literotica that he wrote?” You waggle your eyebrows at him and he blushes, though your teasing halts when you realize that you’ve finished his cup of hot chocolate. You pout down at the mug, and hear Wonwoo sigh. “I’ll go get refills.” Wonwoo takes the cup, bending down to sweep your own from the coffee table in front of you. He pecks your cheek in such a natural manner that it catches you off guard, but you smile nonetheless. Just another typical Christmas marathon, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.  Masterlist

[lessonata]

ghost

It was chaos. There were hordes. Hordes of them.

The group of boys tried their best to figure out a safe escape route out of the tight spot they were in but to no avail. The only way they could get out was to fight. Shots were fired everywhere. For every one they killed, it was as if ten more appeared in its place. The group was scattered throughout the roads.

Chan had already run out of ammunition long ago and resorted to his knife. By a stroke of sheer luck, he managed to stick by Soonyoung who had saved him more times than he could count. With fluid and graceful movements, the pair easily killed dozens of zombies. But with fighting came fatigue. Chan got more worn out as the battle progressed.

“Soonyoung, we have to get to one of those buildings. Quick, to the mechanic’s, while there aren’t so many of them around us,” Chan urged. Soonyoung nodded and drove his machete into the head of a zombie. Immediately, both of them bolted for the metal shutters that closed off the garage. Soonyoung lifted the shutter and peeked under it. It looked pretty clear. To be sure, he entered the shop first with Chan close behind.

The sunlight filtered in through the cracks of the bordered up windows. The shop was nothing out of the ordinary, unless you counted the corpses lying on the ground. It was quiet, almost tranquil. A much needed safe haven from the chaos that reigned the outside world.

A groan rang out from behind one of the abandoned cars. They creeped towards the source of the noise, the pair even more wary than before. Catching a glimpse of the familiar head of brown hair, Soonyoung’s jaw dropped. There Wonwoo was, his face a shade of ivory, sitting in a pool of blood.

“Oh my god…” Chan gasped. Wonwoo’s head shot up, eyes widened. “Looks pretty bad doesn’t it?” he whispered, gesturing at his leg. A large gash ran up from his knee to his mid-thigh, bleeding profusely.

“Chan, check if there’s any more zombies around. We have to make sure it’s safe,” Soonyoung said. Chan nodded and began his search.

Soonyoung crouched down and cut off a strip of fabric from his shirt, preparing to tie a tourniquet. Grabbing a nearby wrench, he took a deep breath and got to work. Who knew that he would remember what he learnt from that first aid class from ages ago?

That was when he noticed blood oozing out of Wonwoo’s arm. Soonyoung peeled away the blood soaked fabric and dabbed at the wound with a cloth in a poor attempt to clean it. The wound, previously caked in dried blood, was now more visible. He gasped. It couldn’t be. Nononono. Soonyoung’s head spun and his vision blurred with the tears pricking at his eyes.

A crescent-shaped mark. Shit.

The sudden thud of Soonyoung falling backwards was enough to snap Wonwoo out of his trance.

“What is it? Does it look that bad?” Wonwoo asked.

Soonyoung gulped, shaking his head. He couldn’t kill Wonwoo, one of his closest friends. They had been through so much together, even before the outbreak. Sensing his hesitation in answering, Wonwoo asked again, “Come on, just tell me, I can handle it”.

When Soonyoung still refused to answer, Wonwoo decided to look at it himself.

“Oh.” He sighed.

“Soonyoung, look, I’m going to die anyway, whether you like it or not. I’d much rather die at your hands than become one of those… things, ” Wonwoo said dryly.

“I- I- I can’t,” Soonyoung choked out.

“Soonyoung, I don’t want to turn into a monster. Just close your eyes and do it. Please, ”Wonwoo pleaded. He grabbed Soonyoung’s hand and guided it towards his machete.

A tear glided down Soonyoung’s cheek. It was the least he could do to help his dying friend. To fulfill his final request. Soonyoung grabbed the machete and squeezed his eyes shut.

“I’m sorry, Wonwoo.”

The blade went in.

And out.

When Soonyoung was shaken to his senses by Chan, he was already walking away from Wonwoo’s body. He looked over his shoulder and took one last fleeting glance at Wonwoo.

On his face was a ghost of a smile.

a/n: hello!! i’m @hoshbrownie and i’m your seventeen secret santa!!! it’s been really fun being your secret santa!!!! i hope you have a great christmas!!!

[cheolshu]

hi!! i just recently restanned svt and was looking through my old blog and i saw the posts i made for svt secret santa in 2017 and i still can't believe you were my sss back then!! i'm so sorry my replies were so dry but i hope you're doing well mika!! sending u all my love <333 - eva / hoshbrownie

omg 2017??? WOW. it's been almost 4 years gosh. it's okay please don't apologize T_T i wouldn't really blame you because i was soooo cheesy back then hahahaha anyway, good to hear from you Eva. hope you're doing great as well. oh and welcome back to the fandom :)