[exo] drabble dump
Drabbles I wrote before for people back in 2013. Most of them as a joke so please don't expect a lot of...reasonable things happening. They are and will remain unfinished.
Wipe Through The Pain
Minseok/Luhan
Luhan becomes Minseok's tissue. Literally.
Notes: Originally written as a twitter drabble joke for @bulbaseok back in 2013. Heavily inspired by warmboys' Kafka.
Minseok looks at the crumpled piece of tissue paper on his dresser. He wrinkles his nose and wonders if one of the kids went in and left it there.
"Minseok!"
He must be really tired to be hearing Luhan's voice right now when the other's supposed to be spending the holiday in China.
"MINSEOK-AH," he hears again, louder and urgently this time. "LOOK DOWN."
He groans and winces inwardly. "Great. i'm hearing voices." But despite himself, he looks down. There's nothing there, but the dresser and the crumbled piece of tissue that is seemingly stained with ink.
Actually, if he squints at it hard enough,the ink stains look like they could form a face.
"It's me," the tissue wavers a bit. "I'm Luhan."
"Luhan," Minseok deadpans. He turns around the room and shouts, "Luhan, just come out from where you're hiding!"
He counts to three and sighs when no one shows up.
"It's really me," the voice says from somewhere behind his back. He turns around again and stares really hard. "Please believe me," the tissue tells him, the gap between the five-ply tissue flapping in time with the words. "I don't know what happened. One day i was sleeping in my bedroom and the next thing I know I'm-- THIS."
The two black ink stains from before have started growing and Minseok realizes that it's crying. That could-be-Luhan is crying. And if there's one thing that Minseok can't resist, it's tears. Human or tissue.
"It's really me," Luhan-tissue says, sounding tired and resigned.
"Oh, Luhan." Minseok picks him up from the dresser and tries to gently comfort him without tearing him to pieces. "Shh, don't cry anymore or else you'll fall apart."
Minseok hears him hiccup and sniff a bit as he puts him gently to his chest.
"You..." Luhan sniffs. "Smell nice."
"Luhan" Minseok says exasperatedly, but cracks a smile. "Let's just a focus on how to get you back, okay?"
"Okay," Luhan whispers. When Minseok pulls the tissue away from him, the ink stains have become smaller, turned into dots, looking slightly glossy like freshly blotted ink. Minseok presses a feather light poke on what he assumes is Luhan's cheek.
"So tell me what happened."
Minseok ends up bringing Luhan along with him everywhere after the other one insisted on it. They're supposed to be on a short summer break, but Minseok's out shooting as a guest for another artist's music video. It's the middle of summer and Seoul's sun is beating hard on his back.
Playground
Jongin/Kyungsoo
Prompt by exollent: jongin/kyungsoo - band fic: kyungsoo leaves exo to jumpstart an acting career and jongin's thoughts are a scattered mess.
Notes: Written in 2013 in the post where I asked for prompts and I'll write people drabbles.
It's late at night when Kyungsoo finds him on the outskirts of their dorm's district. It's at an old playground a little ways off the common path with trees and shrubs growing around it, just enough to be away from the eyes and ears of the general public. It's his and Kyungsoo's secret place - but not for long.
Jongin knows Kyungsoo's done his round of goodbye's to the rest of EXO, but he didn't stay around long enough to participate in it. Instead, he stalked off outside their apartment and spent the last few hours wandering around until his feet stopped on the gate to this playground. That was hours ago. It's already past midnight now.
"Hey," Kyungsoo says, voice drifting over the silence. He sits on the swing beside Jongin and sways a little. "Can we talk?"
Jongin doesn't want to talk. He doesn't want to talk or think or even look at Kyungsoo right now. He pushes his feet off the ground and lets his swing gain momentum, wind rushing past his face and clogging his ears. He can't hear anything when he's going fast like this, and everything around him is a blur.
"JONGIN," Kyungsoo shouts. The swing stops abruptly as a pair of hands grip around its chains, and Jongin feels his legs take root on the ground for support. He turns and looks at Kyungsoo for the first time, hands shaking and snatching the swing's chains off Kyungsoo's rein.
"Punch me," Kyungsoo says. "Punch me and let's get this done and over with."
The expression that Kyungsoo gives him is that of his serious idol face.
Hyung, Jongin want to say, you're leaving and you won't even show me your true face. He really wants to wipe that expression off Kyungsoo's face, but he keeps quiet instead.
"Do it," Kyungsoo prods. "It'll make you feel better. To get some of that anger off your chest." Kyungsoo's voice is monotonous, like he's reading off a teleprompter and it sparks something inside Jongin's chest as he lunges at Kyungsoo and knocks them both to the ground.
"I'm don't want to punch you," Jongin growls, fists balled at Kyungsoo shirt.
"Then what?" Kyungsoo replies.
"I don't want to punch you and I'm not angry," Jongin whispers low in his throat. "I'm sad."
Sickbed
Tao/Kyungsoo, slight Tao/Sehun
Prompt by _firstclassmail: taosoo - tao is sick
Notes: Written in 2013 in that prompt post. This was a joke and full of cheese and super OOC. I BLAME NIKKI.
"Ugh," Tao moans as he rolls on his bed. He shivers a bit as he tries dig further under the covers to stay warm. Even though the windows are closed, the cold winter air seems to seep through the glass and finds its way to him. "Ugh," Tao repeats.
"Yah," Sehun pokes his head at the door. "Wanna go get some snacks with me and Jongin?"
"No. Me wanna stay here," Tao murmurs in garbled Korean. He sniffles a bit against the bedsheets and tries to will his pounding headache away.
"Are you sick?" Sehun approaches him and places a hand on his forehead. He grabs Sehun's hand instead and pulls him down to the bed and wraps his limbs around Sehun in a headlock.
"Ugh, get off," Sehun says, trying to wriggle out of Tao's appendages. Even when sick, Tao's still stronger than him. "You're too warm and gross!"
"No," Tao pouts. "You're my hostage now."
"HYUUUUUNG," Sehun screams. "HYUUUUUNG, TAO IS SICK."
"Which hyung are you even calling?" Tao sniffs a bit, face scrunching at Sehun's scream and trying to hold back a sneeze.
"Anyone," Sehun replies. He twists his face away from Tao and warns, "Don't you dare sneeze at me! I don't want to catch whatever you have."
"Fine." Tao sighs and releases Sehun. He spreads his limbs out on the bed and twists the comforter around his body. Sehun stands up and stares at him.
"You're a mess."
"Thanks." Tao glares at him just as the door creaks open.
"What's happening around here?" Kyungsoo asks and steps inside. "I heard Sehun screaming like a girl."
"I wasn't---"
"I think I'm sick," Tao interrupts and gives Kyungsoo the most pitiful puppy look he could muster. He ignores Sehun's gagging motions as the other steps out of the room.
Kyungsoo walks over and repeats what Sehun did earlier as he reaches over to touch Tao's forehead. "You're running pretty hot."
He disappears for a while to the bathroom and comes back with a basin of water and a soaked, folded towel. "Here," Kyungsoo says as he rests the cold towel over Tao's forehead. "This should help you while I get some soup so you can take your medicine."
He pats Tao's cheek and Tao leans in to his touch. "Promise to behave while I go out for a bit, yeah?"
"Mhmm," Tao murmurs as he feels his eyes drifting close. He didn't think he was this tired.
--
Tao wakes up to a feathery brush across his forehead and a delicious smell.
"Hey," Kyungsoo whispers. "I brought you some seolleongtang."
Tao scoots up to a sitting position and rests his upper body against the headboard. The cold towel seems to have done its trick since the throbbing inside his head has lessened.
"Can you eat?" Kyungsoo inquires softly. Tao can, but right now he just wants to be babied and it's pretty rare that Kyungsoo would do this for him so he's going to milk this for all its worth. He shakes his head in reply.
(If someone asks later, he can blame his sickness for this.)
"Say ahh," Kyungsoo says, and opens his mouth. Tao mimics him as the spoon makes its way to his lips. The broth is warm and soothing, and Tao finds himself sighing as he feels his body relax a little bit. He also catches Kyungsoo smiling, fond and teasing.
"What?" Tao asks.
"Nothing," Kyungsoo looks down at the bowl of soup on his hand as he scoops up a bit more. "It's just that, it's the first time I've seen you act this cute around me. You only seemed to do it when you're around the older members or Sehun."
Kyungsoo stares up at him with the spoon ready, and Tao takes the moment to hold on to Kyungsoo's hand.
"Thank you," Tao says, voice slightly high pitched and shy. "For doing this."
Wipe Through The Pain
Minseok/Luhan
Luhan becomes Minseok's tissue. Literally.
Notes: Originally written as a twitter drabble joke for @bulbaseok back in 2013. Heavily inspired by warmboys' Kafka.
Minseok looks at the crumpled piece of tissue paper on his dresser. He wrinkles his nose and wonders if one of the kids went in and left it there.
"Minseok!"
He must be really tired to be hearing Luhan's voice right now when the other's supposed to be spending the holiday in China.
"MINSEOK-AH," he hears again, louder and urgently this time. "LOOK DOWN."
He groans and winces inwardly. "Great. i'm hearing voices." But despite himself, he looks down. There's nothing there, but the dresser and the crumbled piece of tissue that is seemingly stained with ink.
Actually, if he squints at it hard enough,the ink stains look like they could form a face.
"It's me," the tissue wavers a bit. "I'm Luhan."
"Luhan," Minseok deadpans. He turns around the room and shouts, "Luhan, just come out from where you're hiding!"
He counts to three and sighs when no one shows up.
"It's really me," the voice says from somewhere behind his back. He turns around again and stares really hard. "Please believe me," the tissue tells him, the gap between the five-ply tissue flapping in time with the words. "I don't know what happened. One day i was sleeping in my bedroom and the next thing I know I'm-- THIS."
The two black ink stains from before have started growing and Minseok realizes that it's crying. That could-be-Luhan is crying. And if there's one thing that Minseok can't resist, it's tears. Human or tissue.
"It's really me," Luhan-tissue says, sounding tired and resigned.
"Oh, Luhan." Minseok picks him up from the dresser and tries to gently comfort him without tearing him to pieces. "Shh, don't cry anymore or else you'll fall apart."
Minseok hears him hiccup and sniff a bit as he puts him gently to his chest.
"You..." Luhan sniffs. "Smell nice."
"Luhan" Minseok says exasperatedly, but cracks a smile. "Let's just a focus on how to get you back, okay?"
"Okay," Luhan whispers. When Minseok pulls the tissue away from him, the ink stains have become smaller, turned into dots, looking slightly glossy like freshly blotted ink. Minseok presses a feather light poke on what he assumes is Luhan's cheek.
"So tell me what happened."
Minseok ends up bringing Luhan along with him everywhere after the other one insisted on it. They're supposed to be on a short summer break, but Minseok's out shooting as a guest for another artist's music video. It's the middle of summer and Seoul's sun is beating hard on his back.
Playground
Jongin/Kyungsoo
Prompt by exollent: jongin/kyungsoo - band fic: kyungsoo leaves exo to jumpstart an acting career and jongin's thoughts are a scattered mess.
Notes: Written in 2013 in the post where I asked for prompts and I'll write people drabbles.
It's late at night when Kyungsoo finds him on the outskirts of their dorm's district. It's at an old playground a little ways off the common path with trees and shrubs growing around it, just enough to be away from the eyes and ears of the general public. It's his and Kyungsoo's secret place - but not for long.
Jongin knows Kyungsoo's done his round of goodbye's to the rest of EXO, but he didn't stay around long enough to participate in it. Instead, he stalked off outside their apartment and spent the last few hours wandering around until his feet stopped on the gate to this playground. That was hours ago. It's already past midnight now.
"Hey," Kyungsoo says, voice drifting over the silence. He sits on the swing beside Jongin and sways a little. "Can we talk?"
Jongin doesn't want to talk. He doesn't want to talk or think or even look at Kyungsoo right now. He pushes his feet off the ground and lets his swing gain momentum, wind rushing past his face and clogging his ears. He can't hear anything when he's going fast like this, and everything around him is a blur.
"JONGIN," Kyungsoo shouts. The swing stops abruptly as a pair of hands grip around its chains, and Jongin feels his legs take root on the ground for support. He turns and looks at Kyungsoo for the first time, hands shaking and snatching the swing's chains off Kyungsoo's rein.
"Punch me," Kyungsoo says. "Punch me and let's get this done and over with."
The expression that Kyungsoo gives him is that of his serious idol face.
Hyung, Jongin want to say, you're leaving and you won't even show me your true face. He really wants to wipe that expression off Kyungsoo's face, but he keeps quiet instead.
"Do it," Kyungsoo prods. "It'll make you feel better. To get some of that anger off your chest." Kyungsoo's voice is monotonous, like he's reading off a teleprompter and it sparks something inside Jongin's chest as he lunges at Kyungsoo and knocks them both to the ground.
"I'm don't want to punch you," Jongin growls, fists balled at Kyungsoo shirt.
"Then what?" Kyungsoo replies.
"I don't want to punch you and I'm not angry," Jongin whispers low in his throat. "I'm sad."
Sickbed
Tao/Kyungsoo, slight Tao/Sehun
Prompt by _firstclassmail: taosoo - tao is sick
Notes: Written in 2013 in that prompt post. This was a joke and full of cheese and super OOC. I BLAME NIKKI.
"Ugh," Tao moans as he rolls on his bed. He shivers a bit as he tries dig further under the covers to stay warm. Even though the windows are closed, the cold winter air seems to seep through the glass and finds its way to him. "Ugh," Tao repeats.
"Yah," Sehun pokes his head at the door. "Wanna go get some snacks with me and Jongin?"
"No. Me wanna stay here," Tao murmurs in garbled Korean. He sniffles a bit against the bedsheets and tries to will his pounding headache away.
"Are you sick?" Sehun approaches him and places a hand on his forehead. He grabs Sehun's hand instead and pulls him down to the bed and wraps his limbs around Sehun in a headlock.
"Ugh, get off," Sehun says, trying to wriggle out of Tao's appendages. Even when sick, Tao's still stronger than him. "You're too warm and gross!"
"No," Tao pouts. "You're my hostage now."
"HYUUUUUNG," Sehun screams. "HYUUUUUNG, TAO IS SICK."
"Which hyung are you even calling?" Tao sniffs a bit, face scrunching at Sehun's scream and trying to hold back a sneeze.
"Anyone," Sehun replies. He twists his face away from Tao and warns, "Don't you dare sneeze at me! I don't want to catch whatever you have."
"Fine." Tao sighs and releases Sehun. He spreads his limbs out on the bed and twists the comforter around his body. Sehun stands up and stares at him.
"You're a mess."
"Thanks." Tao glares at him just as the door creaks open.
"What's happening around here?" Kyungsoo asks and steps inside. "I heard Sehun screaming like a girl."
"I wasn't---"
"I think I'm sick," Tao interrupts and gives Kyungsoo the most pitiful puppy look he could muster. He ignores Sehun's gagging motions as the other steps out of the room.
Kyungsoo walks over and repeats what Sehun did earlier as he reaches over to touch Tao's forehead. "You're running pretty hot."
He disappears for a while to the bathroom and comes back with a basin of water and a soaked, folded towel. "Here," Kyungsoo says as he rests the cold towel over Tao's forehead. "This should help you while I get some soup so you can take your medicine."
He pats Tao's cheek and Tao leans in to his touch. "Promise to behave while I go out for a bit, yeah?"
"Mhmm," Tao murmurs as he feels his eyes drifting close. He didn't think he was this tired.
--
Tao wakes up to a feathery brush across his forehead and a delicious smell.
"Hey," Kyungsoo whispers. "I brought you some seolleongtang."
Tao scoots up to a sitting position and rests his upper body against the headboard. The cold towel seems to have done its trick since the throbbing inside his head has lessened.
"Can you eat?" Kyungsoo inquires softly. Tao can, but right now he just wants to be babied and it's pretty rare that Kyungsoo would do this for him so he's going to milk this for all its worth. He shakes his head in reply.
(If someone asks later, he can blame his sickness for this.)
"Say ahh," Kyungsoo says, and opens his mouth. Tao mimics him as the spoon makes its way to his lips. The broth is warm and soothing, and Tao finds himself sighing as he feels his body relax a little bit. He also catches Kyungsoo smiling, fond and teasing.
"What?" Tao asks.
"Nothing," Kyungsoo looks down at the bowl of soup on his hand as he scoops up a bit more. "It's just that, it's the first time I've seen you act this cute around me. You only seemed to do it when you're around the older members or Sehun."
Kyungsoo stares up at him with the spoon ready, and Tao takes the moment to hold on to Kyungsoo's hand.
"Thank you," Tao says, voice slightly high pitched and shy. "For doing this."