so adorable. unable to function properly at the moment.
what to do? what to do?
I wanna right something else, but I don't know what. I like writing about OTPs. My favorite ones.
The next might be that of ---- Taecsu? Yea, probably.
But, I also wanna do a single person centric entry....*sigh* writing can be so hard sometimes. Most times, all the time for me. "/
Creativity and consistency is what I lack I think.....
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LOVE these boys. I sware they have the mental mind of a 5 year old. lmao.
Today's Election Day. I have no school, or tomorrow. Actually, tomorrow I have no morning class, but I have to go to my evening class. -_-
Oh! right. On Saturday's I have class, right? Well. My teacher just informed us that she has a stalker! There was this guy standing my our class door, last Saturday. I was sitting by it. I didn't see his face, but two other people did. They said he had flowers? Security came and everything. idek.
She said she will being changing the room, from now on. But, apparently this dude has been stalking her for 3 YEARS! LIKE WTF?
Kinda scared to go to class, this Saturday. What if he finds a way to come back in the school building, and then find our room...0-o
- Current Mood: blah
- Current Music:2PM- I Can't
Author: Me (coffeecheese)
Pairing: Taecyeon/Wooyoung ; (side: Khunwoo later on..)
Rating: PG-13 (for swearing) maybe R later on.
Wooyoung unwillingly gets up off the couch, with his head pounding as if a construction worker was jackhammering his brain all night long. He plants his feet on the cold floorboard,
and stares at the identified lump on the ground, shifting every other minute, trying it's best to keep warm underneath the power ranger comforter.
"Chansung." he whispers. Scenes of last night's incident replays in Wooyoung's mind. Calling Chansung worthless, basically destroying him verbally. Talking to Junsu as
if he was above him. The feeling of Junsu's fist connecting squarely onto his jaw, warm blood leaking out. He touches his jaw slightly, only to flinch at
his own touch; it's still swollen and still hurts. He deserved it he concludes, he would have done the same to himself if he was Junsu. Of all the people, to hurt..
Wooyoung sighs, getting up he steps over Chansung careful not to wake him up; and heads for the bathroom, only to find it's already occupied.
"Yah, who's in there? I gotta use the bathroom."
The door opens. "Wait, a bit. I'm using it." And, the door shuts close. It was Junsu. Wooyoung was hoping to avoid Junsu a bit, at least for a good portion of the morning
but with his luck, he had to be the very person Wooyoung sees first.
"Ah. That's right, he gets up first." he remembers. Junsu always gets up first, sometimes before the dorm alarm clock goes off, a habit from trainee days Wooyoung guesses it to be.
With no choice, Wooyoung waits outside the bathroom door. After 2 minutes has gone by, Junsu finally exits.
"All yours." he says, without even sparing a glance towards Wooyoung's direction. Wooyoung wants to say something, as he watches his hyung disappear into his own room,
but finds himself not doing anything, not saying anything. And, he doesn't know exactly know why.
[i]Do I not want his forgiveness?[/i] he asks himself. He shrugs slightly, and goes into the bathroom. Upon entering, he walks towards the sink and grabs his toothbrush.
The room is steamy..guessing Junsu took a hot shower, he wipes the fog off the mirror with a towel.
When doing so, he notices something. Something unfamiliar, in the mirror. He leans further into it to get a better look. Only to find that, that "unfamiliar" thing
in the mirror.
He doesn't look the same. The dark circles under his eyes, got worse and are painfully obvious. Wrinkles appeared where it never has before, even his hair seems to be
losing that shine it once had.
"How did this happen?" he asks himself. He just about goes to rinse his face, when there's a knock on the door. Quickly, splashing water on his face, he goes to open it.
"Sorry, I forgot my towel in here, can you pass me it."
"Sure." He scans the bathroom for the towel, and sees it hanging over the shower door.
Junsu reaches out to take the towel, when Wooyoung abruptly snatches it back. "What are you doing?"
"I-I need to tell you something."
Wooyoung stares at the ground, trying to figure out how he should go about this. "Hurry up, what is it?" Junsu says sounding irritated.
"Talking to you like that, last night...I'm sorry."
"Look, I'm not the one you should say sorry to, okay." He gives Wooyoung a sympatic look before grabbing his towel and heading back to his room.
Wooyoung sighs. [i]One more apology to go..[/i]
Heading back to the living room, he takes a deep breath before waking up Chansung.
"Chan." he says carefully poking at his cheek. "Chansung, wake up."
"Mmmmmslevmealone.." he mumbles. Wooyoung chuckles at his cuteness, he forgot Chansung can be this way.
"Chansung, if you don't wake up, Taec hyung is gonna eat all the banana pancakes."
"WHAT? NO! HE CAN'T DO THAT. KHUN HYUNG SAID I HAVE TO GET THE FIRST BATCH ALWAYS!" [i]...He's awake...[/i]
"Is that really what I have to do, to wake you up?"
Chansung does a double take. "Oh, hyung..sorry." His face immediately drops.
"Look, I'm gonna get straight to the point. I'm sorry, for everything last night. For what I said. I'm an idiot, no I'm an ass. If you wanna punch me, go ahead. Here do it.
Anything you want, I hate that I did that to you."
Wooyoung exhales. "Yeah, done."
"Good, because I forgive you. I know it was only the alcohol talking, and not really you. So, now that your not drinking anymore. Everything can go back to normal."
Chansung pats Wooyoung on the shoulder, and procceds to stand up.
"Whoa, wait. What'd you mean..stop drinking?"
"Well, just that. I mean you are right. Your not..going to continue, are you?" Wooyoung looks at Chansung. Such an innocent face, how can he hurt him again?
"No. I won't. I promise."
And, that smile appears. "Good, cuz it'd be hell if you did." he says with a hearty chuckle.
After Chansung leaves the room, Taecyeon walks in.
"What's wrong? No sleep last night?" Taec asks him while shifting through the fridge.
"No, I slept..fairly okay."
Taec furrows his eyebrows in question. "You sure? Looks like something is bothering you, this early morning. We can talk if you want."
Wooyoung scoffs. "I'm fine, okay. Stop worrying so much."
"Impossible to do. You give me a lot to worry about these days, Woo."
"Well, don't. Okay. Your thinking to much."
"You are, alright so can we drop it. Your making my head hurt."
"[b]I'm[/b] making your head hurt, I only asked you a question."
"Why are you doing this? Did you not remember what I told you before?"
"What? That I should forget about you? Since, apparently [b]that[/b] Wooyoung is gone."
"Exactly. So do it."
Taecyeon puts his cup down on the counter and walks up to Wooyoung, so that he's face to face with him.
"Don't worry. I will. It'll take time. But, if your that uncomfortable..about me or that. I'll stop. Happy?"
Wooyoung pauses for a bit. "Yeah, ecastic."
"But, [b]you[/b] should worry about someone else."
"MORNING!" screamed Khun walking into the kitchen. "Hey, Taec. Hey, Wooyoungie, how ya feeling today?"
Taec starts to walk away, when Wooyoung grabs his arm. "Who should I worry about?"
Taec glances at Wooyoung, to Khun and then back and Wooyoung. "I'm talking about Khun."
"Is something wrong guys?" Khun asks from across the room.
"No, no." Woo quickly answers. "Nothing's wrong."
Taec removes himself from Wooyoung's grip and leaves the room. aS Wooyoung watches Taec leave, and turns his attention to Khun in the kitchen.
[i] I should worry about Khun hyung. But, why?[/i]
still tweaking. why this be so damn hard..I hate when I write. Because when I start I have an idea of what I want in the story, but then as I'm writing multiple things pop up in my head..and end up writing it down. but then when I'm done and I re-read everything it's...the story is just everywhere. Arrgh!
Patience, man. Patience!
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