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[baechn]

"I should socialize more. Anyone up for bubble tea?"

[kxmlxx]

{Closed AU Para}

Riiing, Riiing.

Taemin groaned as he flipped over, raising a hand to slam down on the blaring alarm clock. He was exhausted; maybe he should have went to bed earlier last night instead of staying up and watching a whole season of a criminal show that was playing last night. Taemin squinted his eyes at the mocking red numbers as it read 5:30 am. “If the sun isn’t even fucking up, why should I be.” He muttered to himself as he let his eyes flutter close. “Five more-- minutes.” He said to himself sleepily as he dozed off again. Just five more measley minutes won’t hurt. School doesn’t start until 7:30 anyways. Just why did he set his alarm so early? Ah, well.

What supposedly was to be five minutes, turned into an hour and a half. Loud banging was heard on the other side followed by yelling. “Taemin! You piece of shit, we have to leave for school in ten minutes! Are you still sleeping?” Ah, Jongin. He’s so annoying. “Shut up. You’re too noisy.” Taemin muttered softly, snuggling deeper into his covers. Sometimes, he wonders why he decided to move in with his younger cousin. Jongin was a piece of work sometimes, almost made Taemin want to suffocate him in his sleep with a pillow.

“Get up Taemin! You were already late to your homeroom 5 times already! You’re going to get detention.” Oh yeah, Morning like this happened quite often. His homeroom teacher had been very lenient for Taemin for some reason but she did warn him that the next time he was late, she would definitely assign him to after school detention; and that time was this one. “Fine, I’m up. Make me breakfast.” He demanded, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he slipped out of bed and made his way over to his closet. “I had cereal for you but it got all soggy so you’re just going to have skip today.I made lunch for you though! You know, you should be grateful you have me! I do all these things for you, I’m a great cousin!” “More like a great wife.” Taemin retorted back as he slipped his uniform shirt on, a smirk stretched on his face as he heard a sigh of frustration on the other side of the door followed by a “I’ll meet you in the car you idiot”. Taemin laughed and shook his head as he slipped on his uniform pants and socks, casting a glance at his clock. 7:20 am. Right on time.  He glanced down at himself and scoffed. “I’ve always hated this uniform. Where did we get the money to go to a private school?”

Time flew by fast; one minute Taemin was in the car with a nagging Jongin, then the next he’s already in homeroom --safe from his teacher’s nagging-- and the bell already rang, signaling to go to their next class. Taemin and Jongin walked side by side; Jongin blabbing on and on about who knows what and Taemin ignoring him as always. Taemin’s bored eyes scanned the halls as he passed different faces of the students until his eyes landed on a certain someone. 

Song JooHee, goes by Alice. 3rd year student and Class President. The most popular student in the school. How could she not be? Straight A student, Class President, involved in all school activities, the grace, looks and attitude of an angel, the perfect model student. There’s no way you could not like her. And just like every boy on campus, she was the center of his affections. He just didn’t throw himself at her like the rest of those idiots; he preferred to admire her from afar. Taemin watched as she waved goodbye to her friends and entered a classroom. That’s my class. That’s right, we have the same chemistry class. He turned his head to his cousin who still kept running his mouth and nudged his arm. “Alright, Alright. Save that talk for some who cares Jongin. I’m going to class now and you should too. Later.” And with that, he walked off leaving a confused and slightly irritated Jongin. “You weren’t even listening to me! Wait-- Since when are you so eager to go to class?”

As soon as Taemin entered the class, he spotted Alice sitting at her table. She was seated at the front-- of course-- taking out the things she needed for class. So organized as usual. It’s amazing that she can keep everything in order. Taemin was too busy admiring her to notice that someone had bumped into him, shoving him a little to the side. “Whoa! Sorry dude!” It was just a guy from his class. “Uh, yeah. No problem.” He replied back in a smooth tone before looking back at Alice, until the bell rang. Well, there goes trying to talk to her. Taemin shoved his hands into his pockets as he lazily made his way to his seat at the back of the class, which he didn’t mind at all since he didn’t like interacting with people. 

After a minute or two, the teacher finally strolled in. “Alright class! It’s lab day! So you know the drill; everyone get a partner, it can be anyone you want as long as you two work, get your safety goggles from the cabinet and remember not to mess around! We’re working around some really strong chemicals and burners, so be extra careful. Now, everyone go find a partner and find a lab table to sit at, then once everyone is seated I’ll explain in further detail what exactly it is we’re messing with.” As soon as the teacher finished, everyone jumped from their seats to try and find their partners. Taemin stayed seated, head propped up by his hand leaning on the table as he glanced around. his eyes managed to find Alice again to see that she as well was seated and seemed to be looking for a partner. Maybe now’s my chance, I could ask to be-- His thoughts were cut off when about three boys raced over to her. And, of course. Guess I’m working alone again. Shocker. Taemin was used to this. It’s not like people hated him, at least that’s what he thought, but it just seemed that they were intimidated by him or something like that. People seemed nervous when they spoke to him. There were even rumors about him being an ex thug member after he beat up a couple of guys after school; in his defense, they were making fun of Jongin so Taemin couldn’t just sit there and listen to them. He put them in their places is all. 

Well, whatever. At least I won’t have to worry about some idiot mixing the wrong chemicals together. 

[kxmlxx]

Another bright flash of lightning illuminated the sky, followed by a loud struck of thunder that caused Taemin to cower in fear as he covered his ears with his hands. He was in his room, curtains closed on the window as he was slumped against his wall. Taemin shook slightly as he tried to calm his breathing. Unfortunately for him, Jongin wasn't there to provide a distraction for Taemin and all the animals were doing their own business somewhere in the house. Taemin was alone. He was always used to Alice being there to comfort him during storms like this, but this happened to be a really nasty one. His eyes shut tightly as he heard another roar from the heavens above and bit his lip to keep from making any noises. He was scared. It seemed irrational, but he was fucking terrified. Taemin was too lost in his thoughts to notice a little body that entered his room, waddling over to him with a pair of headphones attached to an MP3 player. The little boy gently tapped Taemin's knee, startling him as he looked up to see the boy. "H-Hyun..." He choked out. Taemin cursed at himself internally, he didn't want his son to see him like this. So vulnerable.. So weak. He reached out to pet the boy's head gently, feeling a little relax to have his presence here. "What's wrong? Do you need something?" The little boy smiled and shook his head before moving closer to Taemin, raising his arms to place the headphones over his ears. "Hyun, what are you---" He was cut off by the sound of orchestral music playing, sounded like Bach. ...Oh. Taehyun then brought his hands down to wipe Taemin's tear stained cheeks gently, still smiling at him softly. He knew of his father's fear and would see how his mother comforted him before. He wanted to do the same for him. The little boy then waddled over to his father's bed and pulled the thin, dark blue blanket from it then made his way back to Taemin and threw it over his head. He giggled slightly as he watched Taemin struggle to adjust the cover. Said man smiled at his son's attempts and felt his heart swell. He opened his arms for the little boy, who gladly ran into them and snuggled against his chest. Soon after, the storm had calmed and so had the beast. Only the sounds of light rain falling and slow breathing of the two sleeping figures propped against the wall.

[aegyun]

What it takes | Self-para

3 months. That's how long they said it would take for the physical addiction to go away completely. But they never remember to tell anyone that mentally, you're never free. Forever there will be something telling you to break the streak and pick up that bottle or needle or whatever it is that's got you hooked. And once you listen, it's back to square one.

Gyun knew of this battle too well. He kept trying so he could return to his home, because as much as he says he hated it there, it was the best he'd ever lived. A mothers care is never forgotten and relationships were too ephemeral to overshadow it. So he always tried to fix himself. And just as many time as he's tried, he's failed. Though, after landing himself in the hospital, his family realized that just kicking him out wouldn't help.He was referred to a treatment center, his parents more than willingly funded it. 

But in all this, not once were there words exchanged between Gyun and his family, and that's what made him realize it was just another way for them to keep him away. So he took it as a chance to redeem himself. Perfect behavior and being sober might've just be the combination he needed.

So he tried. And tried. And tried. And after all that trying, he found out what it took to really be a good kid. Not pure thoughts, not doing what's best or what's right. He just had to shut up. So his last month in that facility? He kept to himself, nothing except his business was his business and if he accidentally saw or heard something, he didn't say or do anything. It wasn't his business. And that made getting out of there so much easier. After a total of 4 months, he was out. And, by recommendation, he was sent home with his family. He got what he wanted, and then he remembered why he hated it there.

[sxpernaturals]

{ paradoxvm ♥ }

—「♔  »       Lunacy? That was the nightclub's name, right? Sungyeol didn't bother writing it down since he had the mind of an elephant when it came to remembering things. The only problem he had was finding this nightclub. It'd be his first time in a nightclub, at least, as far as he could remember. For someone who never seemed to forget things, there was a huge chunk of his memory just missing. No matter how hard he tried delving into his past, looking for old pictures or journal entries or something, nothing ever came to mind. While it did seem really odd, he decided not to question it too much.

          Besides, what did his past matter? It was his future he had to focus on.

          And in his future, he saw himself dancing and living it up at a nice nightclub. He's heard people talking every now and then about these nightclubs. You could dance. You could drink. You could mingle. There were people who wore outrageous outfits and people who hardly wore anything at all. A nightclub was a place of variety and that's what Sungyeol wanted to see. There was only so much variety he could observe when watching people walk through parks everyday.

          Tonight, Sungyeol was going to live.

          Clad in a loose v-neck, a brown leather jacket, jeans, and a pair of oxford shoes, Sungyeol ruffled his dark hair a bit. He wasn't really sure how to dress for this occasion -- he just copied what he found after googling 'men's nightclub outfit.' He was surprised when he got inside. Not because he was actually let in, but because of the chaos unfolding in the surprisingly large building. Bodies were pushing against each other as they danced and Sungyeol was having a hard time just walking around.

          After a few minutes, he finally found his way to the bar. Looking around at all the people, he frowned slightly. For once, he really had no idea what to do. Looking at the male behind the counter, he leaned forward and tried saying something --- wait, he can't even here me. 

          ❝E-Excuse me! What am I supposed to do here first?❞

[westpng]

i'd give up forever to touch you ➥ sutter✖west

West just paced, thinking about everything and really. There wasn't much to think about. If you were to take an aerial view of the situation it was stupidly simple. Logan cheated on him, with his best friend, and Sutter kissed him, and then he sort of kissed Sutter back. No-- scratch that. He definitely kissed Sutter back. And then Sutter got upset, ditched, and  told him not to tell anyone. And then West told Zach. And now things were, in short, a completely terrible, absolutely brilliant mess. Just to put it simply.  (Alright so maybe it wasn't as simple as West wished it was.)

But now-- now it was even worse. Because Sutter occupied every thought in his mind, every time he blinked he remembered what the youngers lips felt like, the way his cold metallic lip ring pressed against his heated skin. And he shouldn't feel like this, he had just gotten out of a relationship. And of course there was the fact Sutter definitely regretted the fact that it happened. Storming off directly after didn't exactly scream "Hey that was a nice kiss!" 

So now, as Westley paced his floor he shuddered and shook his head and he just needed to get over it, really. He needed to get all this pent up anger out of his system and really, Sutter deserved to get yelled at after the stunt he pulled. So that was exactly what he was going to do. He swiftly and angrily trekked over to Sutter's room down the hall, barely knocking three times before barging right in-- Sutter didn't deserve privacy right now. "Sutter Knight, stand the fuck up." he snapped, at the boy who was lounging on his bed carelessly.

[kxmlxx]

Switched?

Jongin's eyes fluttered open as he looks at his window, smiling as he sees the sun's rays peek through the blinds. "Ah. Such a beautiful morning." The younger froze, sitting up abruptly and reaching to touch his throat. "Ah-- Ah-- Hello?" His voice sounded... Different. It didn't sound like his own smooth voice, but husky and a little raspy. "Maybe I have a cold..?" He furrowed his eyebrows then yelped at a sudden pain on his face, mostly around his cheek areas. "Wha..." He reached both hands up to feel his face and felt his eyes widened as he felt an opening in his cheeks. "N-No... No.." He jumped out of bed and ran to his bathroom, flipping on the lights and turning his attention to the giant mirror. What he was sort of expecting was to see his own face and a smile similar to his hyung's. But no, oh no. He was staring back at Taemin's face. "Kim Jongin!" He could hear his own voice break the silence in the house, but he knew it was Taemin. What mess have they gotten in too?