I'm not a Fan. Nope 1/?
Title: I'm not a Fan. Nope
Chapter:1/?
Author: arimuras_kurage
Genre: random, humor, fluff
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: well obviously you know it isn't true
Rating: PG (maybe-idk how to rate)
Pairing: Changminnah ;) -indicated
Synonpsis: Changmin finds himself in a very unexpected predicament...
[“Changmin ah! Wake up!”]“Changmin ah! Wake up!” came Yunho’s alarmed voice as he rattled Changmin’s sleeping form.
“I’m already awake hyung. You don’t need to fix my skeleton,” Changmin replied and sat up straight as naturally as possible. “And I wasn’t sleeping.”
“But there’s drool on your face.” Yunho pointed out.
“I. Do. Not. Have. Drool. On. My. Face,” he enunciated each word in a clipped voice.
But he did avert his gaze towards the window and wiped his mouth hurriedly, his mortification to be buried forever in his heart.
Yunho would have remarked further, however, he remembered the announcement that was made a minute ago.
“Changmin. The announcement! They said there was something wrong with the plane and they’re going to do an emergency landing in some unknown city!! I have a really bad felling about this. I’m sure they said there was some technical problem...” his rising decibels, as he rambled in panic, were cut off by Changmin as he held up an abrupt hand.
“Wait a minute.”
This couldn’t be good he thought and he felt some of Yunho’s panic rub off on him and this was something that needed to be handled calmly.
“Let me ask the air hostess again.” God dammit. He was too young to die he mentally cried and jammed the call button hard and waited.
At that moment a sudden jolt shook the plane and Yunho let out a silent scream. Blood drained out of Changmin’s face as he gripped the edges of his seat tightly. Some passenger let out bone-chilling screams and some others started praying. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes when he heard a lady besides him praying as if it was her last.
An air hostess rushed down the aisle helping passengers with oxygen masks, telling them to calm down.
“It’s not such a big problem ma’am…
“Please relax. We will be landing in 15 minutes...
“No sir, it’s not a major fault…
“No. we are NOT going to die…”
She came closer to where the two celebrities were seated.
“Excuse me!” Changmin called out. He didn’t look at Yunho (who seemed to have frozen with a look of horror on his face) otherwise he might have lost it completely.
“Yes sir?” she replied politely and slightly blushed at the sight of the two.
You could have heard her heart sighing as she looked at Yunho and think: Awwwww poor baby. If only I could cuddle him and comfort him.
Changmin looked at her face flabbergasted. OF ALL THE NERVE…. THE GALL .. IN SUCH A SITUATION.
He really couldn’t believe these people and snapped her,
“Where exactly are we landing?” he almost hissed.
“Errm…” she still stared, but came back to her senses when she felt an incredibly evil eye on her.
“Islamabad. It’s the Capital …” she couldn’t continue further as Changmin drawled out the rest,
“..Of Pakistan. Population 1.15 million, politically unstable, socially disturbed, economically perturbed. I know. Thank you.” He replied curtly.
Snarky little thing aren’t you? She thought and stomped back to her seat and buckled herself up.
Of all the places on Earth, Changmin thought and sighed.
Another slight jolt shut out everything as he prayed to the Lord to deliver his innocent soul.
Meanwhile a few thousand feet below in a house at the end of a quiet, peaceful cul-de-sac in the city of Islamabad, Hannah was sighing.
“Sigh,” she sighed.
((I bet you’re wondering what the hell this is? Well you see when Hannah sighs she does not heave out a bereaved breath delicately as most people do. Instead, when she wants to sigh, Hannah says ‘sigh’ AND heaves out a bereaved breath delicately. It couldn’t be more obvious.))
((Back to the story. Oh yes. Hannah had sighed.))
Hannah looked in disgust at the empty bad of crisps (masala flavor if you please) and the nearly empty bottle of coke. Her life sustenance was almost at an end, which meant that she would actually have to get up and get some more.
((Did I mention she was just a tad bit lazy?))
She crumpled up the packet and flung it across the room, glaring at it as if dared to finish out on her. Life itself seemed to be finishing out on her. It was fucking 42 degrees outside and she was melting, the fucking internet refused to function properly and now the fucking crisps were finished. And what about all those fucking Korean lessons she’d taken online huh? Everything was bailing out on her.
UGGGGHHH. AKSJDKSJFSKLFDKDLKL;FD she thought.
((This is how Hannah thinks. Don’t question it))
Why did obsession have to take over her anyways? Look at what it did! It had bestowed her with a skill that’d be completely useless to her and it’s not like she would be flying to a DBSK concert anytime in the near future as well.
Let us know some things about Hannah. She loves DBSK is an understatement. She loves Changmin is also an understatement. Her laptop is connected to her life source. Oh, and she loves twitter is also an understa… you get the picture. Voila! We have our quintessential fangirl.
At that particular moment there was something strange going on. It was reported that Changmin and Yunho had been spotted at the airport and no fan or authority knew about it. And at the time they went there were 2 flights for departure: one going to Thailand and the other…to Botswana.
Naturally everyone thought Botswana was out of question and it must be Thailand and the fans of the said place were rejoicing that their favorite duo was giving them a surprise. But Hannah’s instincts rarely lie and no one believed her that they might be going to Botswana. This was really getting on her nerves and the more heated the argument became the more frustrated she got.
So what did Hannah do next?
She banged her head on the keyboard and tweeted what her head wrote.
Next chapter
Chapter:1/?
Author: arimuras_kurage
Genre: random, humor, fluff
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: well obviously you know it isn't true
Rating: PG (maybe-idk how to rate)
Pairing: Changminnah ;) -indicated
Synonpsis: Changmin finds himself in a very unexpected predicament...
[“Changmin ah! Wake up!”]“Changmin ah! Wake up!” came Yunho’s alarmed voice as he rattled Changmin’s sleeping form.
“I’m already awake hyung. You don’t need to fix my skeleton,” Changmin replied and sat up straight as naturally as possible. “And I wasn’t sleeping.”
“But there’s drool on your face.” Yunho pointed out.
“I. Do. Not. Have. Drool. On. My. Face,” he enunciated each word in a clipped voice.
But he did avert his gaze towards the window and wiped his mouth hurriedly, his mortification to be buried forever in his heart.
Yunho would have remarked further, however, he remembered the announcement that was made a minute ago.
“Changmin. The announcement! They said there was something wrong with the plane and they’re going to do an emergency landing in some unknown city!! I have a really bad felling about this. I’m sure they said there was some technical problem...” his rising decibels, as he rambled in panic, were cut off by Changmin as he held up an abrupt hand.
“Wait a minute.”
This couldn’t be good he thought and he felt some of Yunho’s panic rub off on him and this was something that needed to be handled calmly.
“Let me ask the air hostess again.” God dammit. He was too young to die he mentally cried and jammed the call button hard and waited.
At that moment a sudden jolt shook the plane and Yunho let out a silent scream. Blood drained out of Changmin’s face as he gripped the edges of his seat tightly. Some passenger let out bone-chilling screams and some others started praying. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes when he heard a lady besides him praying as if it was her last.
An air hostess rushed down the aisle helping passengers with oxygen masks, telling them to calm down.
“It’s not such a big problem ma’am…
“Please relax. We will be landing in 15 minutes...
“No sir, it’s not a major fault…
“No. we are NOT going to die…”
She came closer to where the two celebrities were seated.
“Excuse me!” Changmin called out. He didn’t look at Yunho (who seemed to have frozen with a look of horror on his face) otherwise he might have lost it completely.
“Yes sir?” she replied politely and slightly blushed at the sight of the two.
You could have heard her heart sighing as she looked at Yunho and think: Awwwww poor baby. If only I could cuddle him and comfort him.
Changmin looked at her face flabbergasted. OF ALL THE NERVE…. THE GALL .. IN SUCH A SITUATION.
He really couldn’t believe these people and snapped her,
“Where exactly are we landing?” he almost hissed.
“Errm…” she still stared, but came back to her senses when she felt an incredibly evil eye on her.
“Islamabad. It’s the Capital …” she couldn’t continue further as Changmin drawled out the rest,
“..Of Pakistan. Population 1.15 million, politically unstable, socially disturbed, economically perturbed. I know. Thank you.” He replied curtly.
Snarky little thing aren’t you? She thought and stomped back to her seat and buckled herself up.
Of all the places on Earth, Changmin thought and sighed.
Another slight jolt shut out everything as he prayed to the Lord to deliver his innocent soul.
Meanwhile a few thousand feet below in a house at the end of a quiet, peaceful cul-de-sac in the city of Islamabad, Hannah was sighing.
“Sigh,” she sighed.
((I bet you’re wondering what the hell this is? Well you see when Hannah sighs she does not heave out a bereaved breath delicately as most people do. Instead, when she wants to sigh, Hannah says ‘sigh’ AND heaves out a bereaved breath delicately. It couldn’t be more obvious.))
((Back to the story. Oh yes. Hannah had sighed.))
Hannah looked in disgust at the empty bad of crisps (masala flavor if you please) and the nearly empty bottle of coke. Her life sustenance was almost at an end, which meant that she would actually have to get up and get some more.
((Did I mention she was just a tad bit lazy?))
She crumpled up the packet and flung it across the room, glaring at it as if dared to finish out on her. Life itself seemed to be finishing out on her. It was fucking 42 degrees outside and she was melting, the fucking internet refused to function properly and now the fucking crisps were finished. And what about all those fucking Korean lessons she’d taken online huh? Everything was bailing out on her.
UGGGGHHH. AKSJDKSJFSKLFDKDLKL;FD she thought.
((This is how Hannah thinks. Don’t question it))
Why did obsession have to take over her anyways? Look at what it did! It had bestowed her with a skill that’d be completely useless to her and it’s not like she would be flying to a DBSK concert anytime in the near future as well.
Let us know some things about Hannah. She loves DBSK is an understatement. She loves Changmin is also an understatement. Her laptop is connected to her life source. Oh, and she loves twitter is also an understa… you get the picture. Voila! We have our quintessential fangirl.
At that particular moment there was something strange going on. It was reported that Changmin and Yunho had been spotted at the airport and no fan or authority knew about it. And at the time they went there were 2 flights for departure: one going to Thailand and the other…to Botswana.
Naturally everyone thought Botswana was out of question and it must be Thailand and the fans of the said place were rejoicing that their favorite duo was giving them a surprise. But Hannah’s instincts rarely lie and no one believed her that they might be going to Botswana. This was really getting on her nerves and the more heated the argument became the more frustrated she got.
So what did Hannah do next?
She banged her head on the keyboard and tweeted what her head wrote.
Next chapter