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10 May 2013 @ 06:26 pm
A/N: First time writing this pairing. Soooo...idk if I did it right. orz.


1.) Angst: “Do you have any idea what you just did?” Chanyeol growled, shoving Jongin violently. “You may think you’re all that Kim Jongin. But you don’t get to fuck with best friend’s feelings.”

2.) AU: Chanyeol has two left feet. He’s a completely klutz since forever and someone like him really has no business in a samba class. But goddamn it, he’s been hypnotized by the way the instructor’s pants cling to the sexiest ass Chanyeol has ever seen.

“His name is Jongin.” Zitao supplies beside him. “And I’m pretty sure he’ll say yes if you ask him out.

Chanyeol trips.

3.) Crack/Humor: The dares start out harmless enough, just the usual shenanigans that most teenage boys make each other go through. But Chanyeol is just about ready to murder Jongin when he ends wearing a Sailor Moon outfit for the entire company to see.

4.) Future Fic: Jongin feels nostalgia washing over him as he watches the newest batch of trainees fumble with the choreography. Right off the bat, he knows which ones have a better learning curve than the others. He is SM’s senior dance instructor after all. But he sees an gangly tall boy struggling to keep up and he doesn’t have the heart to point out his mistakes in front of everyone. So he simply smiles and makes a mental note to introduce the boy to Chanyeol after class.

5.) First Time: Chanyeol is generally awkward at anything that involves movement, like he never got used to his long limbs. But Jongin really won’t think twice about letting Chanyeol top him. For all he knows, Chanyeol might be a beast in bed. And if he isn’t, well, Jongin has always been good at riding things.

6.) Fluff: “I want to kiss you.” Chanyeol blurts out of the blue. Jongin is used to hearing the most random things from him. But that one takes the cake, mostly because Jongin kind of wants to kiss him too.

7.) Gen: Watching porn with Chanyeol shouldn’t be on Jongin’s to-do list. But it’s become a ritual for the two of them to disappear into EXO-K’s media room when everyone else is asleep. Jongin still won’t admit to himself that he just enjoys seeing Chanyeol hot and bothered.

8.) Hurt: “Do you think we can ever really be with each other?” Jongin looks at Chanyeol sadly, wanting so much to say yes. But he knows it’ll be a lie.

9.) Smut: Chanyeol fucks like a jackhammer and Jongin loves that about him. Except that he’s the lead dancer and going through the routine with his ass hurting isn’t exactly pleasant. But he sees Chanyeol smirking at him through the mirror, dark eyes promising to soothe his pain later. He only needs to wait a few more hours before he’ll have Chanyeol on his knees, sucking his cock to make up for their rough fucking. So yeah, he'll pull through this.

10.) UST (Unresolved Sexual Tension): Jongin loves attention. But Chanyeol’s attention is the one he wants the most. So he doesn’t hesitate to parade around their dorm half-naked, and maybe half-hoping that Chanyeol would just bend him over the kitchen counter and have his way with him.
10 May 2013 @ 04:35 pm
A/N: Obviously I fail at the 1-sentence rule. D: Idk, I just felt like doing this. Let's see how many pairing I can go through. XD
Warning: Word vomit. Not beta-ed.


1.) Angst: Kris is enough of a team player to not cause trouble between them. But Suho knows the Chinese boy can’t stand this kind of arrangement, still unaccepting that he needs Suho’s approval for anything involving EXO. On their rare off days, Kris and Suho can be Wufan and Joonmyun, reverting back to their familiar friendship. But more often than not, they’re on leader mode and Kris sometimes looks at Suho with his eyes saying hey, you should be the one answering to me.

2.) AU: Sometimes, when there’s a rare calm in the hospital, Dr. Kim Joonmyun would shed his pristinely white coat and sneak out to the rooftop where he knows Wufan is waiting with a smile and a kiss.

3.) Crack/Humor: “Who the fuck stole Ace?” Kris growls in anger, tearing through the dorm in search of his beloved plushie. Joonmyun rolls his eyes as he sees Sehun and Tao snickering beside him, a suspicious lump squished between their legs.

4.) Future Fic: Years ago, when EXO was his everything, Joonmyun had always been afraid of what comes after. Idol groups were easily replaced, easily forgotten. But now, as he walks closely beside Wufan with nobody giving them a second glance, he thinks anonymity suits them just fine.

5.) First Time: At the back of Wufan’s mind, he wonders if this is really Joonmyun’s first time giving anyone a blowjob. But the wet heat surrounding his cock is enough of a distraction and the only thought that remains is how good that wicked mouth feels on him.

6.) Fluff: “Happy anniversary,” Joonmyun whispers against his ear, hot breath making him shiver. It’s been three years and Wufan really can’t imagine how his life would be without Joonmyun’s existence.

7.) Gen: Leader meetings, Kris thinks, might just be the best idea he’s ever come up with. But Leeteuk is in the army, Onew is busy with promotions, Yunho is in Japan and Taeyeon didn’t even get an invite. But at least, he gets to spend some quality time with Suho.

8.) Hurt: Kris wants to remind Suho that he doesn’t have to be strong all the time, wants to tell him that they’re in this together. But he never gets the chance to say what he wants, not when Suho prefers to run to Jongdae when everything becomes too much.

9.) Smut: “I hope you have enough energy.” Kris smirks as he licks a long stripe on Suho’s neck. “I’m not planning to leave this bed until you come at least five times.”

10.) UST (Unresolved Sexual Tension): Someday, Kris is going to snap and Suho will find out just how good it is to be fucked against a wall.
Current Mood: groggygroggy
02 February 2013 @ 12:08 am
Title: A Flower Called ‘You’
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Kris/D.O, Baekhyun/Tao
Word Count: 2k-something
Summary: In which Kyungsoo lives with novelist Wu Yifan (Junjou Romantica-AU)
A/N: Originally written for Anime week in an EXO drabble challenge. Somehow it morphed into this. o_o 
Warning: WORD VOMIT. Not beta-ed. Might not even be coherent idek.

In which the pieces fall into place. Collapse )
Current Mood: determineddetermined
02 February 2013 @ 12:03 am
A/N: An old drabble. Originally posted on Tumblr.

Jaejoong wakes up and it’s 2008 all over again. He finds himself lying on his old bed, inside his shared room with Yoochun. The cream walls reflect the sunlight coming from the open windows. Jaejoong is almost comforted. Except for the part where he just time traveled. What the hell?

Scared, he gets up gingerly and puts on his battered house slippers. He clearly remembers how he threw away the exact pair back in March 2009. What the hell?

He tiptoes to the living room and finds Yunho sitting on the couch, attention completely focused on the pile of papers on his lap. Jaejoong almost melts at the sight but he doesn’t because this Yunho is three years younger and Jaejoong remembers waking up to this very scene three years ago.

Jaejoong faints.

- - - - -

Jaejoong wakes up and it’s 2008 all over again. He finds himself lying on his old bed, staring up at a worried, 22-year old Yunho.

“Jaejoong-ah, are you okay?” 22-year old Yunho says. “You fainted in the living room.”

Jaejoong blinks and he tackles Yunho into a fierce hug. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry…” He mumbles against 22-year old Yunho’s neck. He breathes in Yunho’s cologne and he feels tears stinging the back of his eyes.

“What’s wrong Jaejoong-ah?” Yunho asks, holding his lover close until he’s nearly seated on his lap. Jaejoong doesn’t answer. Instead, he starts crying and Yunho can do nothing but hold him close, murmur sweet things in his ear and wait until Jaejoong falls asleep from exhaustion.

- - - - -

Jaejoong wakes up and it’s 2008 all over again. He finds himself lying on his old bed, feeling the dried tears on his face. He hears the door open and Changmin’s voice breaks the silence.

“Hyung, you’re awake! Yunho hyung asked me to check up on you. It’s almost time for di—“ Before Changmin could finish, he finds himself with an armful of Jaejoong, sobbing against his chest.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” Jaejoong chants as if his life depended on it.

“What’s wrong hyung?” Changmin asks, perplexed at how Jaejoong is acting. Jaejoong pulls back and Changmin is startled by the anguish he sees.


Jaejoong continues crying.

- - - - -

Jaejoong wakes up and it’s 2011 again. He wakes up tangled in his black couch, empty alcohol bottles scattered beside him. His stomach churns, his gut twisting with sadness, guilt, shame.

He never should’ve left them behind.