Literary Insanity

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Day 252- 10/31/15

Writing for the other blog :)

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Day 251- 10/30/15

Handwritten!

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Day 250- 10/29/15

Leo oneshot!

You sat at the kitchen table and watched the steam rise slowly from your mug. It danced in the air for just a moment before blowing away, disappearing as though it had never existed. You kept watching it, wishing your lethargic mood would disappear just as easily. Eventually you simply couldn’t bear to watch it anymore; you crossed your arms on the table and lowered your head onto them as you heaved a sigh. Leo had made you the drink, so you felt bad that it wasn’t making you feel better—and the guilt was only making things worse.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to drink it.” Leo murmured quietly to you as he walked into the kitchen behind you. His voice was low and smooth as silk, and even just hearing it seemed to offer you a comforting caress. It was one you desperately needed right now. You pushed away from the table and turned to him, arms out and waiting. He didn’t need to be told what to do; be gentle wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into a hug.

You looped your arms around his neck and buried your head in his shoulder. He brought a hand up behind you and rubbed slow, soothing circles on the hollow of your back.

“Don't push yourself if you don't feel well,” he offered. “It's okay. And, I have something for you.”

You pulled away enough to cock your head to the side in confusion. Despite his low tone, completely normal for him, you sensed a bit of nervousness beneath the surface that piqued your interest. “For me?” You asked uncertainly but the gray cloud that surrounded you was already lessening, getting lost in your rising curiosity. You raised an eyebrow expectantly.

“Gwiyomi.”

He did up to three with such speed and flat expression, poking himself in the cheeks and wiggling his fingers, that you broke into hysterical laughter. You were nearly doubled over by the time he got to six, expression still utterly unchanged. He kissed the tips of all of him finger, but when he crossed over and kissed his thumb he reached out and pressed it against your nose. “For you.”

The laughter, already so close to tears, squeezed a small salty drop out of the corner of your eye. You leaned into his touch, the pad of his thumb moving to wipe away the tear.

“Thank you.”

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Day 249- 10/28/15

Handwritten, but i’m also lowering the count to 300 for the time being; applications, thesis’s, and graduating is really taking it’s toll. Once i have more time ill bump it back up.

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Day 248- 10/27/15

All handwritten today, so nothing to post!

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Day 247- 10/26/15

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Woozi scenario

All you knew was that it was dark. The pressure was growing, and you didn't know where the surface was. They were all gone; you were alone, and soon you would be gone, too. “Ah--” With a sharp exhale you sat bolt upright in the bed, heart beating a mile a minute as the fear coursed through you. You could feel your hands shaking and your breath was coming in shuddering gasps as you tried to remember what was reality and what was dream. You didn't even remember what it was about, only that it made you want to curl up and hide. The bedroom was too dark still; it was doing nothing to banish the terror. A clock claimed it was just past three am, but you felt like you had been asleep for a year. Woozi was still at your side, curled up with his face in the pillow and sleeping soundly. His regular, deep breathes served to calm you, and rather than leave to find a lit room you opted to stay and watch his chest rise and fall. Safe and warm and alive, his cheeks slightly pink from the chill in the room that night, Woozi was your solace. Your trembling was lessening, but you searched for Woozi's hand under the blanket anyway, taking deep breaths to calm yourself. “Mmhhh?” Woozi blearily pushed himself away from the pillow and sat up in the bed, using his free hand to rub his eyes. With a start you pulled your hand out of his, guilt rushing through you for waking him. “I'm so sorry, it's nothing, I didn't mean to wake you--” “It's not nothing...” Woozi said, reaching out slowly in the dark to grab your hand. “You're trembling. What happened?” His concern for you seemed to make him a bit more awake, eyes opening fully as he pulled you over to him. Together you laid back down, his hands running through your soothingly while you settled against his chest. Safe and warm and alive. “Did you have a nightmare?” He murmured, but you could tell he was already half asleep again. You were amazed he woke up in the first place. “Yeah.” “It'll be okay, I'm right here. Come into my dreams instead.” You couldn't help but let out a little chuckle, but you did move closer. He took your other hand in his, brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss, and then settled your embracing fingers against his cheek. “I mean it,” he continued, but his eyes were now completely closed and he was speaking even slower and quieter. “It's very nice there...” He trailed off, asleep again, but it was alright; you're trembling had stopped and your fears were subsided. Woozi has successfully chased the dream away.

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Day 246- 10/25/15

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“Soohyun, I've got lunch, okay?” You took a sip of your drink as you reached for the bill. It was his first day off from his busy schedule in ages, basically translating to “it was your first date in freaking forever.” You wanted him to be able to sit back and relax, enjoying your time together. “Ya!” He snatched the bill back from you, opening the little black folder that it was in to look at it as your hand fell on the empty table top. “I'm you're boyfriend, It's only right that I pay the bill.” He shot you a smile and a wink and started reaching for his wallet. “Excuse you.” You reached out before he could register your actions and grabbed back the bill. “I was the one who invited you out. I'm going to pay the bill.” You stuck out your tongue at him affectionately and reached for your own wallet. Soohyun put his hand over yours to stop you, raising an eyebrow. “Jagi, you aren't going to pay, Let me have the opportunity to be a gentleman!” He whined, throwing in a pout at the end for good measure. You snorted and pulled your hand away. “Soohyun if someone every described you as a 'gentleman' I would think the world was ending. A more accurate word would be 'pervert'.” “Jagiiiii...” He put his hands in his lap and let his shoulders slump. “You think so low of me.” You giggled and put your credit card with the bill, waiting until the waitress came by to put it on the table; no reason to give him an opportunity to steal it back. “I wouldn't want you to be a gentleman, you know, that's boring.” You nodded your thanks to the waitress as she returned and gathered your belongings. Soohyun stood quickly and caught up with you, linking his arm through yours as you walked out together. “Why thank you.” He winked at you again, but you only rolled your eyes and scoffed in response. He chuckled be leaned his head on you as you walked out of the restaurant. “I pay next time,” he murmured. “No questions.” You poked him in the side. “Only if you get off sooner.” “Deal.”

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Day 245- 10/24/15

Vixx Hongbin Scenario

You sat on the couch, legs curled up under you. You had your arms wrapped around you as you struggled against the bought of depression that clung to you. You had gotten an invitation to a marriage today, a close friend actually; you were ecstatic. For about ten minutes.

And then it hit you—they were all moving on with their life, progressing, growing, and here you were, utterly lost. You laid down your head at another wave of helplessness washing over you. What could you do?

There was a tentative knock on your door before it pushed open. Hongbin had the key, and you were thankful about it usually, but today you just wanted to be alone. You had been on the phone with him when you opened the invitation; obviously, as you continued chatting, he had sensed something was wrong. Less than a half hour later, he was on your doorstep.

“Hello?” He called quietly as he stepped inside. Sighing, you lifted your head. “I'm in here,” you yelled back and meandered into the kitchen to find a drink. As soon as Hongbin saw you, he enveloped you in his arms. He didn't give you time to complain or argue, simply pulled you against his chest and began to rock back and forth.

“I'm fine,” you tried push him away but he wouldn't have it. You felt a rush of depression shiver through you, leaving a tingling in your arms. How did you start? How did you move?

“No you're not, don't lie.” His voice was painfully gentle, and the emotion that was lodged in your throat began to crawl its way out. You gave in, gripping onto his shirt as you pulled him back out of the necessity to hide your tears.  You let out a little hiccup.

“Shh,” he calmed you, one hand making little circles on your back. “It's okay, take a deep breath.” You shed your tears and slowly gathered yourself back together, feeling a little lighter as you did so.

“Now,” Hongbin pulled away just enough to look at your face, searching your expression. He offered you a small smile, dimples pulling in his cheeks. “Do you want to tell me what's going on?”

You hid your face yet again in his broad chest. “It's nothing important, I'm sorry you had to see that.”

Hongbin placed a chaste kiss on the top of your head, brushing a hand through your hair to calm you. “You don't need to apologize. And yes, it is important. Anything that makes you cry is.” He leaned down and kissed you again. “ And I'm always here for you.”

You smiled helplessly into his chest. Hongbin was always there for you, and suddenly, the future wasn't quite so scary.

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Day 244- 10/23/15

Ukiss Hoon scenario!

“Ya!” You were backed up against the wall, hands in front of you protectively-- though you doubted you could actually do much protecting. The three men, one tall, one with a stained shirt, and one with no shirt were towering over you, inching closer by the second, and they reeked of booze. You were in heels and a cocktail dress, not ideal fighting clothes even if you knew how to fight. Which, you didn't “Leave me alone.” You tried to keep your chin up and your voice steady, to ignore their leering gazes and nearing hands, but it wasn't working. They snickered at your pathetic demands and you pushed yourself further into the rough brick wall of the club. You were just in the shadows beyond the entrance, right around the corner of the building, but the music was spilling out into the street and you doubted anyone would hear you—or care-- if you screamed. “Come on, baby,” the one with the stained shirt spoke first. “You know you want us to stick around. We can get out of here together if you want, find someplace a little more... private...” The two flanking him let out lewd chuckles. Stained Shirt's voice was slurred from alcohol, eyes bloodshot from god knows what and every time he looked at you you wanted to retch. You felt fear coiling in your stomach as the prospects of what they could do to you, and you didn't have to look to know that you were trembling. “Aw look,” No Shirt boy reached forward and took your hand. “She's shaking with excitement.” You were about to kick him where it hurts and make a run for when you heard the voice, usually so gentle and happy and now filled with an ice so sharp you feared it cut. “Let go her her right now.” You spun around to see Hoon rushing forward, knocking the man back and sliding himself between you. He was absolutely furious, you could see it in his eyes, but he wasn't giving those men the time of day. Instead he was completely focused on you, a hand on each shoulder as he searched your face. The men started making a ruckus, one of them even giving him a shove, but he spun around and they immediately took a step back. You couldn't see the glare he gave, but you could imagine it. A second later, they backed away even further, murmuring something indiscernible before scrambling away. You didn't even realize how powerful your fear was until your rush of relief nearly sent you to the ground, legs giving out beneath you. Hoon let out a quiet curse and caught you around the waist. Pulling you immediately into his arms and into a princess hold. You gripped around his neck as he settled you, walking away from the club. “You gave me the scare of a lifetime,” he finally said, and you could hear the slight waver in his voice. “If something ever happened, I don't know what I...” He swallowed hard, and you leaned your forehead on his shoulder. “Nothing will happen if you're around,” you murmured. He squeezed you tighter. “I'll do my best.”

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Day 243- 10/22/15

Ukiss Kevin Scenario!

“Kevin!” You squealed for your boyfriend as you laid out across the picnic blanket. Keeping your right hand absolutely still, you flailed with your left as you excitedly tried to get his attention. “Hurry up or it's going to fly away!”

“What is it?!” Kevin said, running over with a little panic in his voice as he he fell to your side. He had been off to get ice cream for the two of you from a nearby vendor when you started yelling, and so he came with two cones in hand. A little vanilla ice cream trickled over the edge off one and onto his hand as he tried to see why you were freaking out.

“Look!” You pointed with your left hand at the butterfly that was perched on your arm, wings bright and fluttering as it enjoyed the warm sun. Seeing why you were so excited, Kevin offered a smile, wide enough to reach his eyes.

“Ahh, that's what it was. I was worried you had hurt yourself or something.” He settle next to you as the butterfly decided it was done and floated off.

“Bye!” You called, waving to it happily as Kevin held out an ice cream to you.

“You're so cute.” He mused about your childish actions as you quickly licked at the melting cone. He watched you happily even though you weren't paying attention, a little feeling of warmth growing in his chest as he looked at you surrounded by shimmering sun.

“You have some ice cream on your lip,” He said, pointing to you. Confused you wiped your mouth on the back of your hand.

“Really? I do? I don't feel it.” You licked your lip, but still couldn't find it.

“Where?”

“Here.” Kevin reached out and pulled his thumb across your lower lip, once and then again, each movement gentle and deliberate. You felt a blush rise to you cheeks at his nonchalance, reminding yourself profusely that he didn't mean anything by it.

“Got it.” He gave you a little smile before turning back to his own melting ice cream.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.”

It would have to be his own little secret that there never was anything on your face.

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Day 242- 10/21/15

Everything was handwritten!

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Day 241- 10/20/15

Ukiss oneshot! Warning, this is also bad....

“Hoooon. Hoooooon!”

“Soohyun would you stop calling me I'm coming!”

“But I'm thiiiiirsty...” “Soohyun you're sick not dying.”

“Says who?”

Hoon sighed as he plopped the teabag in the mug and turned back to Soohyun's bedroom. After the water photoshoot the other day he had caught a cold, and since Hoon had no schedules today he was staying back to take care of him. Too bad for him, Soohyun was one needy patient. “Hoon!”

“I'm right here!” He snapped back, lightly kicking open the bedroom door to bring him the tea. To be fair, Soohyun did look pretty terrible; his skin was pale and there were large circles under his eyes to attest to his lack of sleep. Despite his loud calls, his voice was rather hoarse as well. The previous night, he had even had a mild fever. Unable to really be annoyed with the sick leader, Hoon brought him the warm mug as he sat up. “Took you long enough...” Soohyun jokingly jabbed as he curled around the mug.

“Yeah well I was getting these, too.” Hoon held out a bottle, shaking it to emphasize the pills it contained. “Have two and go back to sleep, we have a busy week.” “But Hoon,” Soohyun whined, “ I don't wanna.”

Hoon sighed and put a hand to Soohyun's forehead, feeling the rising temperature. “The fever come back. Just go to sleep, will you? You turn into a baby when you're sick. What happened to all that maturity you like to flaunt?”

“Mhhh!” Soohyun whined and put the mug on the nightstand, instead grabbing Hoon and pulling him down with him.

“Ya!” Hoon yelled, squirming as he tried to get out Soohyun's iron grip. Soohyun just rolled over and took Hoon with him, snuggled into his shoulder as the fever took hold and he began to sleep. “Let me go,” Hoon murmured, but the struggle wasn't worth the effort. In the end, he gave up and snuggled next to him.

“This old leader,” he murmured affectionately, and gave in to sleep.

** “Soohyuuuuuun. Soohyuuu--”

“I heard you the first four times!” Soohyun hollered back as he came running back from the kitchen. Turns out, Soohyun had gotten magically better the morning after-- while Hoon came down with a cold. He sat snug in bed, preparing to call for Soohyun again; karma had worked out in his favor this time.

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Day 240- 10/19/15

Leo oneshot? Warning its really bad

“Are you sure they're asleep?” You loudly whispered as you stumbled through the darkened doorway, tripping over a pile of shoes that Leo had apparently stepped over without you even seeing. He caught you by the arm as you struggled to get back to your feet.

“No.”

“They why--” You cut yourself off as you realized how loud you were and lowered the volume. “--why am I here?”

“I was lonely.”

“Lonely my ass, Leo I'm sneaking into you're dorm at two in the morning!”

“I know.”

You stopped moving and threw up your hands in exasperation. Leo wasn't needy very often, but when he was...

“Watch that box.”

He was just continuing on, walking deftly around the many obstacles in the hallway. You stepped around the box carefully, hoping there was nothing else in your way.

You made it to the end of the hallway, surrounded by bedroom doors, before you went down. Later you would find out it was a towel that did you in, left across the floor as though it was a danger to your health. Your ankle caught and down you went, trying to grab Leo as you went to hold yourself upright. You let out a quiet curse as you fell flat, catching yourself with a resounding thud that was quickly followed by one from Leo. Rather than holding yourself up, you just brought him down with you, his arms locking on either side of your head with his face inches from yours. Together you froze, letting the silence of the dorm settle as you stayed there and hardly dared to breath.

“Leo--” You finally whispered, “get off me!”

“I can't--”

You both froze again as the the door just behind your head creaked slowly open, a small trail of light spilling across your face.

“Leo...” you murmured and gulped a little as the light was blocked by a figure-- with hands on hips . “I think they're awake.”

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Day 239- 10/18/15

It’s early in the day (why am i awake and writing?) but here is a seventeen’s Wonwoo oneshot!

"Wonwoo is everyones, break up now!" The harsh demand was punctuated by a shove backwards, hard enough to send you reeling into the wall behind the school "It's because you lot treat him like some stupid candy bar that he's so lonely! Stop being so selfish!" You shot back as you struggled to get onto your feet. Even if it didn't show, you were terrified. In the past few weeks since word had spread that you were dating Wonwoo, the hulking had slowly gotten worse and worse. At first it was murmured curses in the hall, then anonymous notes, textbooks stolen, desk moved, tacks in your locker-- what had started as anger was becoming violence and you were terrified. Today they had called you out, and you somehow doubted they were going to just let you walk away. You couldn't tell Wonwoo; he was so happy to have someone by his side after being treated like an untouchable painting all his life. And you loved being by his side. The last thing you were going to do was ruin that bliss for him, in any way. You were ripped from your thoughts of Wonwoo as one of the girls snarled at your response and grabbed you by the hair, pulling you forward. You stumbled to the ground, scraping your hands and knees, as they kept pulling on your hair. "You aren't good enough for him, you ugly thing! Wonwoo is meant for all of us, so you better stay away--" You closed your eyes and bit your lip, trying to ignore their continuous curses and the pain in your hands as they kept going. You tried to imagine Wonwoo, letting thoughts of him strengthen your resolve to stay with him. He deserved nothing less. "What are you doing to my girlfriend." Your head snapped up as the girls let go of your hair. You knew that voice-- only, you had never heard it sound so dark, so furious. Almost fearing what you would see, you looked up to find yourself in Wonwoo's shadow, his hand gripping the wrist of the girl who was bullying you. She tried to make some comeback, to shake him off, but he wouldn't have it. "If you ever come near her again, you will have to face me. Do you understand? If you ever hurt her again, there will be hell to pay." The girls eyes were wide with fear at the ice in his voice but you couldn't feel anything other than a rising relief. It was catching in your throat, tears on the way after. You tried to swallow them down as Wonwoo let go of the girl and they all scrambled away. He watched them dissapear for a minute, making sure they were really gone, before turning back to you "Oh my gosh, are you okay? Let me see your hands." Wonwoo crouched next to you, his eternally gentle expression back as he flipped over you hands and looked at the bloody scrapes. He couldn't bear the sight; he pulled you into his arms, rocking you back and forth in the hug. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," he murmured, and you felt a few tears slip down your cheeks as you clung to him. "It's okay, it's okay," you responded. "You're here now." "And I won't be going anywhere," he said, pulling back enough to place a protective kiss on your forehead. "Come on, let's go get you cleaned up."

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Day 238- 10/17/15

Worked on my manuscript today, so there’s nothing to post :)

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Day 237- 10/16/15

N oneshot!

“Okay, so this is the chorus part; hands up, then forward, then back to your chest, scoop from below, then to around your head like this--”

N was on a roll, dancing mode activated, and though you tried to follow his movements he wasn't stopping or even slowing for your beginner status. If anything, he was pushing you harder. You tried to twist you ankles like he was doing in time with the hand movements, but only succeeded in tripping yourself. You stumbled back as he continued to the next step.

“-- and move them in opposite directions like you have a really bad headache, and each time you do it sink lower, bend your knees, and sway to either the left or right, like this--”

You would laugh if he didn't look so hot while doing it. You jumped back into position, hands up.

“Do that three times and then pop back up. Okay, do that.”

He stopped suddenly as he finished the last move, turning back to face you as you struggled to move your arms properly. You blinked like a deer in the headlights.

“Do it.. do the whole thing?

“Yep.” He was looking at you expectantly and you swallowed your nervousness. “W-well...” You stumbled through the movements, your actions anything but graceful as N's had been. He came up behind you and began fixing your posture, pointing out errors in things you hadn't even thought about, like the height of your elbows and angle of your knee. You were having particular issues with one movement when N wrapped his arms around your shoulder, whispering in your ear.

“I have a surprise for you if you get it right?”

“It's not the next move, its it?” You continued your struggle as he moved away to spot you. “Because N I swear if you--”

“No it's not~”

You knew that tone. You looked up to N and he had that smirk on his face that you knew all too well. You coughed a little and doubled our effort, ignoring N's resulting chuckle as you worked to get all the moves just right.

“That's it!” N exclaimed ad you fixed something. “One more time.”

You bit your lip and went at it, breathing heavy, and finished with a small flourish-- immediately, you were greeted with applause.

“That was fantastic!” N said, coming over to you. You were grinning ear to ear, proud of your accomplishment. “Now, for your reward.”

“Reward? I--”

Before you could say anything N pressed his lips to yours, stopping anything that you might have intended to say and your thoughts right along with it. His hands found their place on yours hips and he drew you a little closer before you pulled away for air.

“Great job,” he said, grinning. Nearly in a swoon, you made a silent pact with yourself to dance a hell of a lot more often.

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Day 236- 10/15/15 WC: 500

Worked on my novel today! Tomorrow I should have a one shot to post though.