#x:drabbles

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[TEXT] I don’t know what happened I was just cooking and then all of a sudden the pasta was on fire! (daehyun ↔ sunhwa)

[ oxuvre ]

sunhwa was thankful that the day was winding down and that meant that she would be getting to go home soon. just three hours, she repeated over and over to herself. when she told herself just how much time she had left, it made the time seem shorter than it really was.

just as she was about to get started on her final task for the evening, she heard her phone buzz. “weird...” she grabbed her phone, seeing a message from daehyun. he never texted her when she was at work, knowing that the likelihood of her checking her messages was rather rare.

[ text ] i don’t know what happened i was just cooking and then all of a sudden the pasta was on fire!

“what the hell,” she mumbled to herself. was he crazy? how could he set the place on fire? a number of questions ran through her mind. what a great birthday gift. the last thing she needed was to worry about stupid things like that. she ran to her boss’ office, bowing repeatedly. “i’m sorry. my boyfriend’s an idiot and set something on fire at home,” she began to explain. “just go home, sunhwa. it’s your birthday anyway. you should’ve taken the day off.” she thanked him again and again as she quickly left the office, each part of the journey to get home seeming to take infinitely longer than it usually did. 

when she reached the apartment, her fingers fumbled with the keys as she turned the lock. stepping inside, it was completely dark. nothing smelled burnt. “how strange,” she muttered. as she turned the corner, there was a small flame and sitting behind it was daehyun and their daughter, byul. “what is this?” she asked, rushing over. “i had to find a way to get you home earlier than you would have come home. don’t worry. i told your boss about it ahead of time,” he grinned, as if extremely pleased with himself for lying about what happened and managing to catch her off-guard.

“you should be lucky that you have byul in your arms. otherwise, i would hit you so hard, you’re going to wish you were never born,” she scolded, arms crossed. “yah, sunhwa, why can’t you just enjoy the things that i do for you? your boyfriend worked so hard to get you home early so you can spend time with us,” he noted. she sighed softly. “fine,” she murmured as she took a seat. “now, blow out the candles,” he ordered, waving his hands as if to tell her to hurry. she leaned in, making a wish and blowing it out. she heard him cheer a bit as he stood up to turn on the lights. “what did my pretty girl wish for?” “you’ll never know,” she cried, still pouting at him before she moved closer to him, laying a kiss on his lips. “thank you,” she whispered, smile causing her eyes to finally crinkle a bit at the side. 

she didn’t really wish for anything fancy. simply that they would all lead healthy, happy lives because in actuality, she already had everything else in her life. daehyun and byul were all she needed because they completed her, and there was nothing more that she could ask for.

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♧ (soohyun/suzy)

♧: How they kiss your muse

( flashback - hyunzy’s wedding night ) 

what a strange thought it was to think that she, bae suji, was now a married woman. through all the ups and downs and craziness of their lives, she and soohyun had made it official. they were the talk of the town - high school sweethearts who somehow made it through years of college as a long-distance couple. and now, they were everyone’s role model couple. the number of times she had been told that at the wedding almost frightened her. ‘what pressure,’ she thought to herself, but she had no doubts about her relationship. divorce wasn’t a word in her dictionary. neither was separation. or anything that would cause a break-up between the two of them. 

“is this real life?” she asked as she stepped into their newlywed home. it was small but quaint. cozy was the word that she thought of. both sets of parents had put in the money to gift them with this place, and she couldn’t be more thankful. she was very much looking forward to building memories with her husband, starting from tonight. 

"oppa,” she noted cutely, wrapping her arms around his neck as she stared into his eyes. “do you know what tonight means?” she wiggled her eyebrows at him. there had always been this unspoken agreement between the two that they would wait for marriage. suzy had thought high school was too early, and being long-distance in college didn’t make for opportunities like that to come about in the first place. some friends had told her it was smart. others told her that it was a dumb idea because compatibility could become an issue.

but she was never worried. she didn’t want her relationship to be focused on the physical aspects. after all, if that were the case, the long-distance plan would have never panned out, and they would have never made it to this day. and well, now they both had something to look forward to tonight, right?

“i didn’t think you were interested in that stuff,” soohyun pointed out bluntly, leaving suzy in a fit of giggles. “oppa...” she whined before leaning in, kissing him softly at first before deepening the kiss. “how would i know if i’ve never tried it before?” she asked, whispering against his lips as one eyebrow cocked upwards. “oh ho ho,” he made a funny noise as he whisked her up into his arms, causing a squeal to slip past her lips. 

she would be a liar if she told someone that she wasn’t nervous. her heart was racing like crazy even though they had been together for years and had slept beside each other often. but it was nothing like this. this was the unknown. something that was both exciting and frightening to her. what if he was the one who changed his mind? oh gosh, that thought had just occurred to her. how naïve of her to think that, as long as she wanted to be with him, he would want to be with her as well. 

suddenly, she felt her body being laid down on their new bed. a grin emerged on her face as she raised her hands, holding his face gently. not sure why she decided to take charge, she sat up again, moving to push him down onto the bed. “me first, and then we can switch,” she ordered, surprised at herself as to how she suddenly got a tad bit bossy. 

she wanted to kiss every inch of him. she wanted to explore the places that she had never explored before. and with that, she started at the top, from his forehead. she peppered kisses on his face though lingered just a tad longer when she ended up at his lips. passion coursed through her veins as their bodies were pressed together, fabric still creating a barrier between the two of them. her hips rolled teasingly ( yay for reading books for advice, suzy thought ) as her lips continued to mark their territory. 

“i hope you don’t have any meetings tomorrow,” she started to say before remembering that they were to leave for their honeymoon tomorrow. “oh wait, you don’t have any,” she murmured against his neck as she clamped her lips down on his soft skin, sucking gently at first before getting to a point where she knew she would leave her mark. she could have sworn she might have tasted blood, but perhaps that was in her head. she hoped she wasn’t hurting him. 

her fingers gripped at the bottom of his shirt, pulling it upwards and off of him. the expanse of his chest, rising up and down, laid there in front of her as her hands wandered. “this is all mine, hmm,” she noted like an idiot before she looked up at his face. he looked a bit pained, and it was only when she looked further down that she realized why. “did that used to happen? before too?” she pointed at his crotch area. she could be so immature at times. “suji-ahhhh,” he whined, pouting at her. “just let me do this for a little while longer and then it’s your turn, okay?” 

she was fairly certain that this wasn’t how things worked, but whatever. it was her wedding night, and they would play by her rules ( he loved her enough to allow her to have a little more fun, right? ). her eyes stared at the tent in his pants, causing her to freak out just a tad. her fingers worked to unbutton the pants and tug them down, struggling as she had to navigate them off. her lips fell against the fabric of his boxers, trailing down his length. she was too scared to look at it, up close and personal. she felt that that was enough torture for him, right?

“okay, your turn!” she giggled, as she fell back on her back, tugging him close to her. “oh, you are dead, mrs. kim soohyun,” he exclaimed as he grabbed the blankets, pulling it over the two of them before he started to work his magic.

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red string of fate (hani/ken)

69. Our muses are destined to meet at the wedding of a mutual friend

weddings were not ken’s favorite things. not that he had anything against them, but it just made him feel like his single life was even sadder than it really was. but it was his cousin’s wedding, and she was actually close to him, so he could hardly miss it. he supposed he was lucky he wasn’t in the wedding party. at least there was no stress of rehearsals or other preparations at hand.

as he took a seat in one of the pews, he exhaled in relief. he was on time, early actually, so he had some time to just relax before the service was to start. suddenly, he heard a shuffling in his aisle, forcing him to look up. his eyes widened when he noticed just who it was. “hani,” he noted, wondering just what she was doing here. “ken?” it seemed that her disbelief was on the same level as his was. “what are you doing here?” “well, my cousin is the groom, what about you?” “m-my cousin is the bride,” he stuttered.

they were going to be related now? how was this happening? this was not happening. he already had enough awkwardness in his life and her relationship with him to not need this extra strange level of twisted fate to intertwine into his life. “well, well ... at least we’ll get to see what we won’t want in our wedding,” she noted nonchalantly. “ou-our wedding?” he stuttered once again, staring at her. “not like our wedding,” she pointed out. “just our weddings in the future!” she exclaimed though she had said those words purposely to see his reaction. “i’m sure we’ll learn lots,” she noted with a wink before turning back towards the front, leaving a sour taste in ken’s mouth.

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“What do you think about this outfit?” (hani → ken)

[ oxuvre ]

ken never seemed to learn his lesson. he would always tell himself that he was not going to go out with hani, but the moment she asked him if he wanted to go out, he could feel himself turn into putty. instead of resolutely saying no, a sheepish yes would sound from his mouth, instant regret showing the moment he said that simple word.

his outfit tonight for going out was simple. dark jeans and a black shirt. girls liked that combination, right? what was taking her so long? oh right. she was a girl. girls took an eternity, he thought to himself as he plopped himself down on the couch and pulled out his phone, distracting himself with some games in the meantime.

“ken, are you ready?” he heard her voice sound, causing him to look up. his jaw dropped, and he could feel his mouth feel uncomfortable, as if he were about to drool or something. she was in a short dress with a low plunging neckline that flaunted her cleavage. “what do you think about this outfit?” she asked as her fingers were distracted with putting on her earrings before they moved to flatten out the crinkles in her dress. she bent over slightly, causing even more of her chest to be revealed to him.

he began to feel a sensation in his bottom half. oh, no no, he did not need this right now. what if she saw? clasping his hands together in front of him, he swallowed thickly. “it’s lovely,” his voice practically croaked out before he cleared his throat. “are you okay?” she asked, stepping forward, closing the distance between them as her hands moved to straighten his collar before running down his chest. 

had his jeans always been this tight? or was this her fault? he just stared at her. “i .. i can’t go anymore,” he exclaimed, running into his room and locking the door. no, he needed to get rid of his thoughts of her. he couldn’t walk out of here with this growing bulge which was threatening to become something even more. no, no… she needed to just go. “i feel sick, hani. you go yourself tonight,” he noted. “let me in!” she cried, rattling the doorknob. “no, i might puke. it’s better if you stay away. i might have come down with something.” he began making excuse after excuse, as he questioned how he was even speaking properly. he had no clue if she actually left for the party or if she stayed in her room for the rest of the night, but all he knew was that he was very glad that he had not stepped out of his room again that night.

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“I don't care. I don’t give a shit, don’t you get it? I don’t give a flying fuck unless it has to do with you. I love you.” (Jonghyun x Nana)

[ sxdeums ]

it was still mind-boggling to nana that she had called off her own wedding. she was literally standing in her wedding dress when she told them that she couldn’t go through with it anymore. not when her best friend had just confessed his feelings for her. she couldn’t overlook that. even if they weren’t anything right now, she couldn’t walk into that chapel with a clear conscience. maybe at the end of the day, she would get back with mino, but she needed some time to think. 

“i don’t know what to say. so, what do you want to ... you want to date me? or ...?” she scratched her head. this was awkward. she loved jonghyun. she really did. she had always crushed on him, but he never seemed to treat her as anything more than his younger sister. or so she thought. “everyone’s going to hate you,” she pointed out, though she was certain he already thought of that when he made the decision to say what he did. 

“i don’t care. i don’t give a shit, don’t you get it? i don’t give a flying fuck unless it has to do with you. i love you.” nana’s eyes widened at his words. she never expected him to say something like that, but her heart stirred, as it always did when it came to him. “oppa,” she whimpered, taking a step closer to him, her breathing uneven because she was nervous. scared. her arms found their way around his waist as she looked up at him. “pabo,” she exclaimed, reaching up and giving his forehead a poke. “do you know how many years i’ve waited for you to say that?” “years?” he blinked a few times. did she just say years? “yes, years. you really are dumber than i thought,” she noted bluntly, chuckling to herself. 

a pout formed on his face as she leaned in, kissing his pout away. “i love you. and ... i want to give this a try,” she nodded her head. “so mino ...” he looked at her hesitantly. “he’s not going to want to talk to me ever again, i’m pretty sure,” she noted, looking away from him and sighing. “anyway .... are you going to kiss me or not?” she asked with a grin. she felt guilty, but this was the right decision. she knew it was.

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“I don’t know how to say it. But you know what I’m trying to say, right?” (kangjoon ↔ hyejeong)

[ oxuvre ]

hyejeong’s emotions were getting more and more mixed up by the day. she used to blame it on her pregnancy hormones, but she no longer had that to blame. her days were constantly filled with taking care of her young daughter, whose features were so similar to kangwoo’s that it frightened her sometimes. but now, there was someone else in the picture (well, at least in her mind there was. whether he felt the same way was beyond her). it was him who had brought her to the hospital when she went into labor. it was him who had held her hand in the delivery room. it was him who brought her and her newborn home after it was all over. it was him, and yet, it was never supposed to be him.

“i’m really confused, kangjoon-ah,” she noted softly, her hand gently stroking the tiny cheeks of her baby daughter. “what are you confused about?” “um...” she bit down on her bottom lip. “well, i know you love jiyeon like your own, so i hope you will adopt her as your own daughter,” she nodded her head. even though it was kangjoon’s name on the birth certificate, she knew there was no way she could deprive her daughter of a father when there was a father-figure sitting right beside her, who looked exactly like her real father. “and i ... well ... i think i ... my emotions are very confused right now. i don’t know how to say it. but you know what i’m trying to say, right?” she was basically trying to tell him that she was in love with him. but she didn’t want to be the first to say it. 

“what are you trying to say, jeong-ah?” he asked with a laugh. she was really not making any sense. hyejeong groaned and then sighed. “i...” oh, damn it, she thought to herself as she held on tightly to jiyeon but leaned in towards the male, lips gently grazing against his. “i was trying to say that...” she exclaimed. 

“oh” was the only reply that she got in return, the look of shock on his face as she shyly looked away. however, before she knew it, he was carefully holding her face in his hands and taking her lips against his own again. so just maybe he did understand what she was trying to say after all.

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red string of fate (soohyun/suzy)

49. Our muses are destined to be partners in crime, running from the law and trusting no one but each other.

[ oxuvre ] 

“have you ever thought about what our lives would be like if we were two completely different people?” suzy asked, her head resting on soohyun’s as they watched a crime show on tv. “what do you mean?” he asked, wondering just what she was getting at. she didn’t even know why she was asking the question, if she were to be honest, but whenever she watched tv shows, she liked to try to get into the heads of the characters. she wondered if she could ever predict their decisions before they made them. however, it seemed that she was much too different from the criminals in these shows. she was wrong about 99.999% of the time. 

“what if we were criminals? like the people on these shows? would we get away with the things that we do?”

somehow, all the tv watching and talk about criminals and such must have gotten to her subconscious since the next thing she knew, she was dreaming about the two being partners in crime.

[ tw: murder, torture, violence ]

“he’s dead. we weren’t supposed to kill him, oppa!” “he was threatening our lives. of course we have to protect ourselves first.” she didn’t know if she wanted this life anymore. they were constantly on the run. the one thing she had always told herself was that, no matter the crime, they would never kill anyone and they would never leave each other’s side. tonight, that first part of their deal had been broken.

“o-o-oppa,” her lips quivered as she looked at the body, lying in a pool of blood. “l-let’s not do this anymore.” “suzy, this is our job. we do what we’re asked. no questions–” she interrupted him. she rarely, if ever, interrupted him, in fear that he’d hurt her. “no, soohyun, we can’t … we can’t do this anymore.” “we’ve done this since we met. i don’t understand why you’re suddenly-” 

another interruption. “because we broke our first rule. w-w-what if you break our second?” she stared at him, gaze intent as she refused to break eye contact. “i love you. can’t we just … go live a normal life? we’ve been partners in crime and running from the law since the day we met. let’s just stop.” “if you want to stop, then i guess we’re over. this is the only life i know, suzy.” his words stabbed her through the heart before suddenly …

her heart was racing when she awoke but she found herself shrouded in darkness. where was she? was the dead body still there? then she realized that there was no dead body. she was lying in her bed beside her husband. the life that she had just had a nightmare about was a life she would never know, and if she were to be honest, she was thankful. thankful that that wasn’t a reality she would ever know. she scooted in closer to him as her arms wrapped tightly around the male. “remind me not to watch crime shows before we sleep next time,” she murmured though she hardly thought that he heard her, especially when she heard the loud snore that suddenly cut through the silence. she gave him a kick, eliciting a yelp from his lips. “what was that for?” he groaned. “nothing. i was just testing out my criminal life,” she teased, leaning in and giving him a kiss. “sorry, babe, go back to sleep,” she noted as she snuggled closer to him and closed her eyes again, hoping for a happier dream this time around.

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Red String of Fate ( jonghyun x nana )

57. Our muses are destined to find each other when they’re both lost and scared

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nana had no idea what she was running from but she could feel her body struggling to keep moving as she ran and ran and ran. her head would turn occasionally, but she would see nothing, just an empty span of land. and then, there he was. some strange man chasing her. hood over his head, he seemed to be hiding himself, refusing to let his identity be known. but she could feel the fear coursing through her veins. had he tried to hurt her? well, he was chasing her, so she supposed that could be possible.

where was help when she needed it? she wanted to scream for help but no sound came out of her mouth. she had always heard about dreams happening like this, but why was real life like this? suddenly, she saw a familiar face. “jonghyun!” she cried, her voice finally sounding but her voice caught the attention of the male running after her.

her best friend looked confused. he looked just as lost and scared as she was. “run!” she cried, grabbing his hand and pulling him away from the male who continued to run at them until suddenly, he seemed to just evaporate into thin air. she screamed before she awoke, sitting upright. sweat fell down from her forehead before she realized it was all just a dream.

“what’s wrong?” she heard a mumble next to her. “huh?” she turned to look over at the male beside her on the bed. her heart was still racing before she laid back down. “it was just a nightmare,” she noted, brushing the sweat off her face. her arm curled around his waist, leaning in to peck his lips. “i don’t know. we were running away from something. it was weird. scary.” “my poor nana,” jonghyun noted, hand brushing her hair away from her face. “i’m right here. i’ll protect you,” he whispered. she nodded, trying to calm her breathing before closing her eyes again.

it was just a nightmare.