Hi! Thank you so much for your sweet message! I'm really glad you enjoyed my fic! You didn't link me the art but I found it anyway! It's beautiful! I love all the little details that you put in like the necklaces etc. And the way you did Jjong's arm! And omg I WISH I could draw hair like that, I'd never do anything else. You must have spent a lot of time on it! Thank you! It's always very special for me whenever someone is inspired by something I've written <3
OMG I am so happy! When I had read your message I was giggling like a fangirl! Gosh... embarrassing.... well I am so happy and much more you like it. Next time I will write you a comment for sure but I was too done when I finished reading it. It was fun because I was like wow.... god. Once again thank you! You made me so happy! I told everyone about your cute message after reading it hahaha
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hahah sometimes i think technology just hates us doesnt it? it knows how much we rely on it and breaks at the worst times… lol well that’s true enough! will be glad to see you around more~ :D
lmao yeah. and it's so hard to suddenly live without it. like, I keep forgetting I can't google stuff or play sims or whatever, and then remember it again and it's unsettling.
neezoy replied to your post:so you probably didn’t even notice my absence but...
CONSIDER YOURSELF PROMPTED: "neighbours au where person A goes over to person B to tell B to ‘stop singing karaoke it’s 2am’" BUT I'm gonna give you restrictions, cause sometimes that's more inspiration. It can be 1500 words MAXIUMUM. Not a word more! AND Minho is the one holding the party. GO!
(aye ma'am!)
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This has got to be the worst day of Kibum’s life. It’s like the universe decides to play one big cosmic joke on him. He starts the morning with burnt breakfast, then gets to work late only to yell at a customer, which escalates to him getting fired. He spills his coffee on his shirt, calls his mother and gets into a fight with her, and to top it all off he slips and ends up face first in a puddle of mud.
And when he finally manages to drag himself home at midnight, all he wants is a hot shower, a bite to eat and lots of quality sleep.
The only problem with that is that the moment he steps into the apartment building he hears the noise, and the closer he gets to his own apartment the louder it gets. Apparently his neighbours are having a party. A party of the very noisy kind.
With a sigh Kibum glances at his watch. Well, it’s only fifteen past midnight, maybe they’re about to wrap it up soon? At least he can take that shower first and hope for the best.
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A shower and a sandwich later there’s no sign of peace and quiet yet. Kibum grits his teeth. He double-checks that there isn’t a friendly apology note for him at the door, and comes to the conclusion that his neighbours indeed are obviously inconsiderate.
Now where the hell are his earplugs.
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2 a.m. rolls around. Kibum is going to kill someone.
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“Hey Minho,” Jonghyun leans in, tapping Minho’s shoulder. He has to yell to make his voice carry over the music, and even then Jinki gives him a pretty tough competition with the way he’s belting out the notes. Oh, and not to forget the cheering crowd around him. That’s why it takes Jonghyun three more tries until Minho actually hears enough of what he’s saying to make sense of it. “I think someone’s at the door!”
Minho doesn’t really hear it himself, but he heads to the door anyway, and true enough as soon as he gets close enough there’s insistent knocking. Or banging, more like. It sounds like someone is trying to break in through the door. There might be kicking involved as well. Quickly, not to cause more damage to the poor door, he moves to open it.
“Finally!” the man on the other side yells right in his face. “How the fuck didn’t you hear me before? Oh, wait! Because your music is on too loud! What is wrong with you?”
Thinking back to it afterwards, Minho isn’t really proud of his response. But the thing is, he’s had a few drinks, and there’s this absolutely gorgeous guy standing on his doorstep – angry, yes, but wow the way his eyes are sparkling with that and the slight flush on his cheeks and yeah, that man is definitely attractive when angry – and he can’t really hold himself back because he needs to know who this phenomenal being is and how to make sure this isn’t the last he sees of him.
So before he can think of it twice, he blurts out “Who are you? Where did you come from?”
The man rolls his eyes. “Hi I’m Kibum, I live in the next apartment, so nice to meet you,” he rattles off in a totally faked friendly tone, before raising his voice again. “Seriously!? I’ve been here for fifteen minutes and that’s what you’ve got!?”
“Why didn’t you ring the doorbell?” Minho asks. Damn, he really needs to start thinking things through before speaking out loud.
“I did!” Kibum groans. “I rang the doorbell until I figured it’s fucking broken and tried knocking and, surprise, you were just being an ignorant jackass. Just… stop singing karaoke for god’s sake. It’s 2 a.m. and some of us need their sleep.”
“Or you could join us?” Minho suggests, offering a smile. Never hurts to try, right?
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Honestly, Kibum has no idea how he ends up squished between his totally inconsiderate neighbour and his midget of a friend on a couch watching someone butcher his favourite girl group songs at karaoke. At least he’s got a drink as well, maybe alcohol makes this day a little bit more tolerable.
But still. Just because Minho is hot doesn’t give him any right to have parties at ungodly hours when Kibum needs his sleep, okay? Just because Minho is hot he shouldn’t be forgiven, right? Just because Minho is… okay he’s really, really hot.
Seriously now, who is this guy and why doesn’t he even know the proper choreography? Kibum has to save this party.
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It’s the first moment all day when Kibum doesn’t regret getting out of bed in the morning. Turns out, everyone at the party loves his performances. He’s the king of karaoke. Everyone’s undivided attention is on him, and he loves every second of it.
Then it gets even better. How is that possible? Well, Minho gets up and starts dancing with him. At first it’s just them goofing off, shaking their hips in time to the upbeat tempo of the song, but gradually it turns to be less karaoke and more just pretending to dance while grinding on each other shamelessly. To the great enjoyment of the audience, he might add.
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Kibum wakes up to the sun shining obnoxiously right in his eye. He’s lying on the couch, right on top of someone’s legs. Someone is snoring on the floor – actually, that might be several people snoring on the floor – and there’s the sound of laughter in the next room that is outrageously loud considering he just woke up with a budding headache.
One glance up confirms that it is indeed Minho whose legs he’s lying on, and shamelessly Kibum uses the moment he’s still half asleep and takes a second to just admire the sight.
He can’t deny, this is a surprise. When he ran to his neighbour’s door, angry enough to pop a vein, he never expected he’d actually end up being a part of the annoying party, even to the point of falling asleep right there on the couch.
Carefully, Kibum heaves himself up and tries not to wake Minho up. The next challenge is to get past the people on the floor without stepping on them accidentally. But the thing is, he really needs to get to the kitchen because coffee is the only thing that can save him right now. He might commit a murder otherwise, or just… fall back on the couch to bury his face into Minho’s shirt so he could go on sleeping, and he’s not really ready for that kind of intimacy.
Kibum makes a happy little sound as he finds the coffee maker, and it doesn’t take long before the kitchen is full of the delicious scent that promises the morning might actually turn out alright. When he goes through the cupboards he can’t find a mug, though, what kind of a person doesn’t have any mugs in their kitchen? Maybe he’s just not searching thoroughly enough.
Just as he’s about to go through every single cupboard again, someone clears their throat. He turns around, and immediately Minho hands him a mug that is already full of steaming hot coffee. Automatically Kibum takes it between his palms.
“Sorry,” Minho says with a soft smile. “They were all in the dishwasher.”
“Oh.” Kibum nods. “Well, that explains.”
“Also,” Minho goes on, shifting on his feet a little bit in an obviously nervous manner, “Sorry. For the noise. I know I should’ve put up warnings or something, but I knocked on some doors before, no one answered, and it seemed that pretty much no one was home… and it was sort of spontaneous.”
“Nah, it’s okay.” Kibum waves aside. He’s finally gotten coffee and right now just about nothing can really get on his nerves. “Actually, coming here was pretty much the only good part of my day. …as weird as that might sound.”
Minho laughs. It’s a really nice laugh. “I’ve heard weirder.”
“Just, next time try to tone it down a little.” There’s really no actual heat behind the words. Kibum just can’t stop grinning. He’s not even sure why, but he’s pretty convinced it’s got something to do with Minho and the way he’s standing there smiling all attractive and …yeah, it’s way too early to be thinking clearly.
“I think that next time–” Minho moves to take the coffee pot “—you’ll be invited straight from the beginning.”
Minho fills Kibum’s mug with fresh coffee. Kibum has a feeling this’ll be the start of something beautiful.
neezoy ha detto: I don’t think anyone is really surprised. It’s part of the industry, we know that. The pics have just reminded us of that fact. It is not ok. There are huge risks involved with dieting, in fact.
i've definitely read surprised comments around X'D I'm not saying dieting is okay, definitely (unless there are health problems involved and everything)! i wouldn't want my message to be interpreted in the wrong way. i don't like him dieting, either :/ i'm sorry if it sounded like i was supporting him doing it, that's not what i meant. these kind of subjects are so sensitive it's difficult to speak about them X'D
