BECAUSE I NEED TO GET BACK INTO WRITING
This is a wip post just because I know I need to start writing again and I WANT to start writing again. So, basically underneath the cut is a bunch of wips I have written and would like to continue! I list pairing, rating that it is currently, a sort of summary, and then the current word count. I don't really know why I'm doing this, maybe as a "please kick my ass into shape." I'd like to get some general feedback if people like any of them or to bounce ideas off of people! Uh, there's lapselock and probably a hell of a lot of typos so ignore those lmao.
jikook, rated r, "in which jungkook goes through the stages of denial" (2.5kw)
jungkook's being stared at. honest to god, continous watching and staring as he's trying to read his textbook. he rarely ever has a chance to do school work and he, honestly, really liked that aspect of being an idol (not that he'll tell that to his parents or seokjin...or hoseok), but the one time he sits down to catch up, taehyung plops down on the other side of his bed and focuses on him. he gave a confused look at first then decided to ignore it. then he realized he can't when he can feel taehyung watching his every move.
"hyung," jungkook whines. it's been about four times of him reading, but not comprehending this paragraph because he's distracted by taehyung's prescence. when he looks over at him, taehyung's still staring with his face in his hands.
"i have come to the conclusion," taehyung begins, but pauses to look jungkook up and down. it's mildly weird. though taehyung's entire existance is mildy weird. "you like jimin."
jungkook blinks, "from 15& or aoa?" not that he does, just that he'd like to hear taehyung's reasons mostly because they'll be far more interesting than this book.
"no," taehyung frowns, "our jimin. the one who sleeps in that bed surrounded by stuffed animals and pictures of himself. you like him."
jungkook takes ten seconds to stare at taehyung, wait for him to burst into laughter, something. it doesn't happen. but instead of enabling taehyung in any way, jungkook will just go back to his book.
"c'mon. listen to me." taehyung pouts and scoots closer. "you are totally the boy who pulls on the pig tails of the girl he likes."
"i don't pull on jimin's hair."
"have you thought about it?"
jungkook's eyes snap up and his cheeks flare up when he sees taehyung's smile. he shouldn't have said anything, he should just not acknowledge him.
namseok, rated pg, "slow burn convience au" (1.1kw)
As soon as he walks in, he looks over at the cashier counter. He's taken to doing that lately ever since they switched it up on him. It's not that he's bad with change, it's that he's curious. Like, if suddenly whoever lived next door to him didn't leave his house at four in the morning during the week.
"Oh, hello." He was right to look, it's the new guy. Namjoon's learned that the two other cashiers, high school boy and sweet ahjumma that loves to comment on Namjoon's eyebags, are still there just different schedules or something.
"Hi." Namjoon says and the cashier smiles at him, cheerful even at whatever fucking time it is. It's not weird anymore, Namjoon's gotten used to it after seeing him in the early mornings a few times before. Now, it's sort of nice. Friendly. And when Namjoon comes back with his ramen bowl in, he gives a faint smile to return the other's.
"No one usually comes in this late," the guy says as he scans it, "890 won; do you want a bag?"
"Uh, no." Namjoon replies as he gets out the money. "It's not that late, though?"
The cashier blinks at him, then checks behind the cash registar at something. "It's almost three in the morning."
So, maybe Hyosang let him sleep for longer than he thought. When the cashier moves back and sees him, he laughs. It's small really, but it's nice. Namjoon likes it and he might have dazed off looking at it so he jolts when the guy scoops the money from his hand.
"Have a nice," the cashier pauses as he closes the registar, "Morning? I guess." Namjoon nods, noticing the small nametag on his shirt reads Hoseok, then heads out the store.
Do cashiers usually have nametags? He swears that the other two don't.
namjin, rated pg (currently), "college au in which jin is a ta to namjoon" (1kw)
In all legal documents, purposes, whatever, Beta Gamma Delta had to move residences because of a kitchen fire that got out of hand. The cause was them trying to make an omlette because, as Jackson said, it has to sound legit for us: so stupid, but not too stupid. It's not like they outright lied. It was a fire in the kitchen and Hunchul was making something on the stove when it happened. There just isn't any correlation between Hunchul's awful cooking skills and a very large fire. No. For that you have to blame Jiho.
Jiho who thought it was a good idea to smoke in the kitchen, then flick the match (why did he even use a match instead of his fucking lighter) onto a kitchen rag and forget those things are very flammable. Also, not throwing it in the sink.
Thank you Jiho.
Anyway, the point is that the entire frat has to move to a new residence three weeks before the new semester. The process is the most annoying Namjoon has ever felt in his life. It beats his tech credit last year where the teacher hated him and the guy who somehow always managed to sit next to him wouldn't shut the fuck up. He has to search around the nearby areas for houses when smart people already did that at the end of last year. Not to mention the three others that can't make up their mind. Especially Jiho, even though Hunchul says they're not taking his opinion into account because he caused everything he's still able to sway them.
Fuck Jiho.
Jiho's only redeemable trait in all this is that he manages to find them a place to live while they're looking. His brother lives a quick forty minutes away which Jiho had constantly taken advantage of during the school year last year. There's also three bedrooms in said apartment which Jiseok graciously lets them use for free.
sugamon, rated pg, "college coffe shop au (wtf 2 aus?) where suga is an asshole barista" (196w)
The line is long, like mindnumbingly boring long where you hold up the line multiple times because you space out trying to deal with how compltely and utterly boring it all is. It's happened to Namjoon twice already, each time Hoseok pinching him on the arm to bring him back.
"What are you thinking about?" Hoseok asks on the third time, staring at Namjoon with those 'I'm worried about you' eyes.
Namjoon rolls his. "I'm bored." Simple as that. Because he's stuck in a ridiculously long line just to get coffee since Hoseok wanted to. After their lecture at the building across the street ended. Their incredibly packed three hundred some kids filled lecture. Their incredibly packed morning lecture which always has everyone head straight to the coffee shop to keep them awake for their next class. The line was literally out the door; when does that ever actually happen?
Hoseok laughs, "Talk to me then."
Namjoon shrugs and Hoseok shakes his head.
"Then I guess you're stuck like that."
namchul (namjoon/hunchul), rated nc-17, "in which unrequited love AND PAIN" (1.6kw)
sometimes when namjoon calls hunchul up it's just to hear his voice. if he prods enough, asks the right questions, he can get hunchul talking for a long time about his day or that he got to see his neice or explain a song he's working on.
it's a miracle that hunchul hasn't caught on. (good, because namjoon doesn't have to deal with the teasing and the you've gotten so sappy and the laughter.)
well, really namjoon expected it. that's hunchul in a nutshell, oblivious to the overall picture. it took months and months of hunchul asking him to go to clubs and bars and date suggestions for him to finally straight out ask namjoon. it was when he had finally dragged namjoon to a bar and pointed out ten different girls, each time namjoon saying no, before sighing and asking fine, what exactly is youre type. and in namjoons drunken state he had slurred out a "you" when he only meant to say "men" as the most of his confession. he remebers the face hunchul gave him, eyes widest he's ever seen them, mouth still sipping at the beer as he froze. it had been scary for that full second, before hunchul put down the beer and smirked.
namjoon remembers that smirk too. it's saved in his memory bank as the face hunchul gave before grabbing at his shirt and pulling him in for their first kiss. he's pretty sure he was a horrible kisser back then, too much tongue, bad angles, too much grabbing, but hunchul didn't care. his body was flush against namjoon's when he broke the kiss, heavy breaths ghosting against namjoon's mouth.
sugamon, rated pg, "pacific rim au" (3.3kw)
On some extreme, extreme, extreme luck, Namjoon makes it to the Nagasaki Shatterdome despite his current partnerless state. He had been told that they needed him, needed a mind like his, and that battle might not be possible for him but he can still help save the world in other ways. The officer who was assigned to speak with him, word for word, told him "save the world" while grinning at him and clasping his shoulder. Right out of a movie.
Anyways, he knows it is a complete and utter lie because he knows all the scientists, researchers, and the like are top in their field. Namjoon might be smart (or was), but in his house there's a space lacking his college certificate and he knows nothing about Kaiju or Jaegers in the slightest. Other than, of course, what he was taught in the academy, but that limited bit of knowledge is not an acceptable level for him to be helping improve jaeger technology or kaiju research. If it was he'd be a little (lot) concerned about how the Pan Pacific Defense Corps was going to "save the world."
The other clue in that this is a lie is the fact he's brought to the dome with five other guys, two are people he remembers from the academy and the other three tell him that they also completed training without a partner. There's that one common thread among them. Namjoon deduces, with that brain that the Corps so desperately needed, that someone already in the program needs a partner. Also, the fact he wakes up the next day, heads to breakfast with the five other guys, and when they've all sat down for a bit people come over and tell them that they'll have a hard time matching up with this failed pilot.
Failed pilot. None of the guys like that. Who would want to be partners who people deem to be unfit? But, apparently in the Jaeger pilot world a pilot who has a partner that dies in action is revered and heroic, while a pilot who has his partner greatly injured without sustaining large injuries himself is a failure.
Namjoon doesn't know about that, he'd rather be injured than dead.
golden trio, rated pg, "in which hanbin and bobby are half animal and jinhwans charged to take care of them" (1.3kw)
When Jinhwan goes to tell them, he knocks on the door because- well. They refused to be separated, probably for a reason. It was the right call when Bobby opens the door without a shirt, though that’s a common occurrence, and Hanbin’s sitting up on the bed, alert, ears standing stock straight.
“Another month?” Bobby repeats, then looks back at Hanbin.
Hanbin’s ears flop down a bit, frowning over at Jinhwan. “Sorry.”
“Huh? No, it’s really no problem.” It surprised Jinhwan how okay with it he is. They haven’t really talked much, but he likes both of them and doesn’t mind them staying. He thought he would hate having less privacy, less quiet, and mostly less time to himself. It actually seems better with them, nicer. And when Seunghyun called, for a few seconds, Jinhwan was worried it was actually a call to say renovations are done. Bobby and Hanbin were going back.
“Really? It’s okay?” Bobby tilts head to the side, eyebrows knotted, one ear drooping down and looking completely concerned.
“Fine,” Jinhwan rolls his eyes and scratches at the top of Bobby’s head. “I really don’t mind you here.”
A smile immediately stretches over Bobby’s face and he throws it back at Hanbin.
golden trio, rated r, "in which i actually have no clue whats happening" (1.4kw)
“At the bar, all the way at the end. He’s talked to a few people, but they’ve all left him now. So. Maybe?” Hanbin’s voice, Hanbin’s face, both are looking for opposition from Bobby. Even before he follows Hanbin’s eyes, easily finding the guy who looks out of place, he knows he’ll agree.
“Whatever you like.” He adds a wink and Hanbin rolls his eyes, smiling though. It might seem like an ‘I don’t care’ but Bobby knows Hanbin has a good eye, even for random selections, and he trusts it. Trusts Hanbin.
It works like this (for the past one time they’ve done it), Bobby goes over. He’s the one to do it because, even though Hanbin’s overall charismatic, women, men, children, YG always fall for him, Bobby has it too. But, Bobby’s a different charismatic. A romantic or, well, more like a flirt. Hanbin told him once that everything that comes out of his mouth has you ask ‘is he flirting with me?’ (“You could be asking where the bathroom is and someone might think it’s because you want to fuck them in there” are the exact words) He knows that. It’s a problem which he doesn’t really wants to fix because sometimes it’s incredibly handy. Like in this situation, with the many, many risks involved. So, Bobby goes over to the guy, the target though Hanbin would twist his lips if he heard Bobby use that. He goes between the guy and the girl on his left that’s spun around, talking to this man who’s clearly boring her to tears, and wedges himself in the space between them, leans on the bar and asks the bartender for a drink (dangerous, but the bartender looks him over and shrugs). It’s a place to start, gives him time to think up how to make a conversation (‘same drink, nice choice’ ‘alone at a club?’ ‘the music here sucks’), but the guy glances over and-
“Hyung?” Bobby blinks. This is why Bobby trusts Hanbin’s judgement, he has such a good eye for nice things.
Jinhwan’s curious glance turns into a small smile “Hey.”
This is the weirdest, strangest, best coincidence. “What are you doing here? Are you alone?”
“Sort of,” he turns around to point further into the club, “my friends are out there somewhere.”
“Really?” He turns back to give a smile to the bartender as she places his drink in front of him. Maybe a bad idea because she raises an eyebrow, looks him over again, but sees Jinhwan and doesn’t do anything.
Jinhwan frowns, then waits for her to go to the opposite end of the bar before giving Bobby the look. The what are you doing scolding look that Bobby has seen so many times. “She didn’t ask for id?”
“Come on, hyung.” He whines, pouting after to make Jinhwan laugh. Instead, Jinhwan rolls his eyes. “You’re barely legal.”
“But I am legal.” He sighs. “And they asked me for id.”
It sounds petulant, especially with how Jinhwan tries not to sound that way. Bobby grins, leans in close to stare right in Jinhwan’s face. “It’s because you’re cute.” Usually, that’d get Bobby a shy smile or blushing face or something, but Jinhwan blinks before frowning again.
“Shut up before I get you kicked out.”
“Hyung.” Bobby pouts again, this time Jinhwan does laugh.
junhwe/bobby, rated pg-13, "hp au in which bobby is a prankster and junhwe is annoyed. thank you very much" (4kw wao)
the gryffindor towers are junhwe's second least favorite place in the castle. though a huge reason is because a certain buck toothed maniac leaves in one of the rooms there, there's also that it's so bright and homey and, in general, blegh. this might be due to him getting so used to the dungeons after being partially scared of them his first year (though no one needs to know that). at least it's not hufflepuff's place, junhwe shudders, but he doesn't like it much here either. the only reason he's come is to talk with jinhwan.
convienantly, or as always, hanbin is sitting on the floor doing some work on the table as jinhwan's lounging in the chair. some other kids are nearby who rush past when they see junhwe, or probably the slytherin crest on his robes, but junhwe would like to think it's distinctly because of him.
when he moves closer, he realizes that minji is there too. good. perfect.
"hey. so-"
"jinhwan." minji looks right over to the other, rolling her eyes. "did you give junhwe our password again?"
jinhwan flashes a smile, then turns to junhwe. "what's up?"
"so." junhwe starts again. "i would like to report that one of your students is terrorizing another student and should get detention. for a long time."
he feels he gets the appropriate reaction: minji's eyes narrowing in concern, jinhwan sitting up more alert, and hanbin stops writing, staring up. then, hanbin speaks.
"terrorizing. who? are you sure it isn't a slytherin hiding behind a gryffindor badge?" minji laughs and jinhwan snorts.
"yes, i'm sure." junhwe rolls his eyes. "it's happening to me, okay? bobby-hyung keeps doing all these things-"
"are you serious?" minji asks, then laughs again when junhwe doesn't reply. "alright. jinhwan. hanbin. i'll leave this up to you."
there is literally no reason for minji to be head girl of gryffindor when she hears that junhwe's being terrorized and she just heads up the stairs.
"junhwe." jinhwan calls his attention back, "what exactly is happening?"
"well. he's sent me skeeving snackboxes disguised as chocolates before, which is banned. he's swapped out my wand for a joke one, also banned. he took my essay when i was sleeping and drew on the back of it so i had to write it all over again on a new sheet. oh, today he switched everything i ate to greek yogurt-" he could prattle on for a long, long time, but hanbin and jinhwan are both looking at him unamused. "did i mention he always aims the bludger for me when we play quidditch." if he can't appeal to their strict rules side, he can at least appeal to them not wanting him to get hurt.
"look." jinhwan starts, sighing. "junhwe-"
"if we give bobby detention, we'll give you detention for all the stuff you've done too. you'll probably be in the same room. for a long time." hanbin interjects, staring straight at junhwe basically confirming that probably as a definitely.
"i, uh, i'll talk to him." junhwe says, "but. i'm coming back if he doesn't stop."
hanbin gives a placating smile, nodding his head before looking back down at his paper. jinhwan is nicer and mouthes sorry before shrugging; that's why he's junhwe's favorite.
jikook, rated r, "in which jungkook goes through the stages of denial" (2.5kw)
jungkook's being stared at. honest to god, continous watching and staring as he's trying to read his textbook. he rarely ever has a chance to do school work and he, honestly, really liked that aspect of being an idol (not that he'll tell that to his parents or seokjin...or hoseok), but the one time he sits down to catch up, taehyung plops down on the other side of his bed and focuses on him. he gave a confused look at first then decided to ignore it. then he realized he can't when he can feel taehyung watching his every move.
"hyung," jungkook whines. it's been about four times of him reading, but not comprehending this paragraph because he's distracted by taehyung's prescence. when he looks over at him, taehyung's still staring with his face in his hands.
"i have come to the conclusion," taehyung begins, but pauses to look jungkook up and down. it's mildly weird. though taehyung's entire existance is mildy weird. "you like jimin."
jungkook blinks, "from 15& or aoa?" not that he does, just that he'd like to hear taehyung's reasons mostly because they'll be far more interesting than this book.
"no," taehyung frowns, "our jimin. the one who sleeps in that bed surrounded by stuffed animals and pictures of himself. you like him."
jungkook takes ten seconds to stare at taehyung, wait for him to burst into laughter, something. it doesn't happen. but instead of enabling taehyung in any way, jungkook will just go back to his book.
"c'mon. listen to me." taehyung pouts and scoots closer. "you are totally the boy who pulls on the pig tails of the girl he likes."
"i don't pull on jimin's hair."
"have you thought about it?"
jungkook's eyes snap up and his cheeks flare up when he sees taehyung's smile. he shouldn't have said anything, he should just not acknowledge him.
namseok, rated pg, "slow burn convience au" (1.1kw)
As soon as he walks in, he looks over at the cashier counter. He's taken to doing that lately ever since they switched it up on him. It's not that he's bad with change, it's that he's curious. Like, if suddenly whoever lived next door to him didn't leave his house at four in the morning during the week.
"Oh, hello." He was right to look, it's the new guy. Namjoon's learned that the two other cashiers, high school boy and sweet ahjumma that loves to comment on Namjoon's eyebags, are still there just different schedules or something.
"Hi." Namjoon says and the cashier smiles at him, cheerful even at whatever fucking time it is. It's not weird anymore, Namjoon's gotten used to it after seeing him in the early mornings a few times before. Now, it's sort of nice. Friendly. And when Namjoon comes back with his ramen bowl in, he gives a faint smile to return the other's.
"No one usually comes in this late," the guy says as he scans it, "890 won; do you want a bag?"
"Uh, no." Namjoon replies as he gets out the money. "It's not that late, though?"
The cashier blinks at him, then checks behind the cash registar at something. "It's almost three in the morning."
So, maybe Hyosang let him sleep for longer than he thought. When the cashier moves back and sees him, he laughs. It's small really, but it's nice. Namjoon likes it and he might have dazed off looking at it so he jolts when the guy scoops the money from his hand.
"Have a nice," the cashier pauses as he closes the registar, "Morning? I guess." Namjoon nods, noticing the small nametag on his shirt reads Hoseok, then heads out the store.
Do cashiers usually have nametags? He swears that the other two don't.
namjin, rated pg (currently), "college au in which jin is a ta to namjoon" (1kw)
In all legal documents, purposes, whatever, Beta Gamma Delta had to move residences because of a kitchen fire that got out of hand. The cause was them trying to make an omlette because, as Jackson said, it has to sound legit for us: so stupid, but not too stupid. It's not like they outright lied. It was a fire in the kitchen and Hunchul was making something on the stove when it happened. There just isn't any correlation between Hunchul's awful cooking skills and a very large fire. No. For that you have to blame Jiho.
Jiho who thought it was a good idea to smoke in the kitchen, then flick the match (why did he even use a match instead of his fucking lighter) onto a kitchen rag and forget those things are very flammable. Also, not throwing it in the sink.
Thank you Jiho.
Anyway, the point is that the entire frat has to move to a new residence three weeks before the new semester. The process is the most annoying Namjoon has ever felt in his life. It beats his tech credit last year where the teacher hated him and the guy who somehow always managed to sit next to him wouldn't shut the fuck up. He has to search around the nearby areas for houses when smart people already did that at the end of last year. Not to mention the three others that can't make up their mind. Especially Jiho, even though Hunchul says they're not taking his opinion into account because he caused everything he's still able to sway them.
Fuck Jiho.
Jiho's only redeemable trait in all this is that he manages to find them a place to live while they're looking. His brother lives a quick forty minutes away which Jiho had constantly taken advantage of during the school year last year. There's also three bedrooms in said apartment which Jiseok graciously lets them use for free.
sugamon, rated pg, "college coffe shop au (wtf 2 aus?) where suga is an asshole barista" (196w)
The line is long, like mindnumbingly boring long where you hold up the line multiple times because you space out trying to deal with how compltely and utterly boring it all is. It's happened to Namjoon twice already, each time Hoseok pinching him on the arm to bring him back.
"What are you thinking about?" Hoseok asks on the third time, staring at Namjoon with those 'I'm worried about you' eyes.
Namjoon rolls his. "I'm bored." Simple as that. Because he's stuck in a ridiculously long line just to get coffee since Hoseok wanted to. After their lecture at the building across the street ended. Their incredibly packed three hundred some kids filled lecture. Their incredibly packed morning lecture which always has everyone head straight to the coffee shop to keep them awake for their next class. The line was literally out the door; when does that ever actually happen?
Hoseok laughs, "Talk to me then."
Namjoon shrugs and Hoseok shakes his head.
"Then I guess you're stuck like that."
namchul (namjoon/hunchul), rated nc-17, "in which unrequited love AND PAIN" (1.6kw)
sometimes when namjoon calls hunchul up it's just to hear his voice. if he prods enough, asks the right questions, he can get hunchul talking for a long time about his day or that he got to see his neice or explain a song he's working on.
it's a miracle that hunchul hasn't caught on. (good, because namjoon doesn't have to deal with the teasing and the you've gotten so sappy and the laughter.)
well, really namjoon expected it. that's hunchul in a nutshell, oblivious to the overall picture. it took months and months of hunchul asking him to go to clubs and bars and date suggestions for him to finally straight out ask namjoon. it was when he had finally dragged namjoon to a bar and pointed out ten different girls, each time namjoon saying no, before sighing and asking fine, what exactly is youre type. and in namjoons drunken state he had slurred out a "you" when he only meant to say "men" as the most of his confession. he remebers the face hunchul gave him, eyes widest he's ever seen them, mouth still sipping at the beer as he froze. it had been scary for that full second, before hunchul put down the beer and smirked.
namjoon remembers that smirk too. it's saved in his memory bank as the face hunchul gave before grabbing at his shirt and pulling him in for their first kiss. he's pretty sure he was a horrible kisser back then, too much tongue, bad angles, too much grabbing, but hunchul didn't care. his body was flush against namjoon's when he broke the kiss, heavy breaths ghosting against namjoon's mouth.
sugamon, rated pg, "pacific rim au" (3.3kw)
On some extreme, extreme, extreme luck, Namjoon makes it to the Nagasaki Shatterdome despite his current partnerless state. He had been told that they needed him, needed a mind like his, and that battle might not be possible for him but he can still help save the world in other ways. The officer who was assigned to speak with him, word for word, told him "save the world" while grinning at him and clasping his shoulder. Right out of a movie.
Anyways, he knows it is a complete and utter lie because he knows all the scientists, researchers, and the like are top in their field. Namjoon might be smart (or was), but in his house there's a space lacking his college certificate and he knows nothing about Kaiju or Jaegers in the slightest. Other than, of course, what he was taught in the academy, but that limited bit of knowledge is not an acceptable level for him to be helping improve jaeger technology or kaiju research. If it was he'd be a little (lot) concerned about how the Pan Pacific Defense Corps was going to "save the world."
The other clue in that this is a lie is the fact he's brought to the dome with five other guys, two are people he remembers from the academy and the other three tell him that they also completed training without a partner. There's that one common thread among them. Namjoon deduces, with that brain that the Corps so desperately needed, that someone already in the program needs a partner. Also, the fact he wakes up the next day, heads to breakfast with the five other guys, and when they've all sat down for a bit people come over and tell them that they'll have a hard time matching up with this failed pilot.
Failed pilot. None of the guys like that. Who would want to be partners who people deem to be unfit? But, apparently in the Jaeger pilot world a pilot who has a partner that dies in action is revered and heroic, while a pilot who has his partner greatly injured without sustaining large injuries himself is a failure.
Namjoon doesn't know about that, he'd rather be injured than dead.
golden trio, rated pg, "in which hanbin and bobby are half animal and jinhwans charged to take care of them" (1.3kw)
When Jinhwan goes to tell them, he knocks on the door because- well. They refused to be separated, probably for a reason. It was the right call when Bobby opens the door without a shirt, though that’s a common occurrence, and Hanbin’s sitting up on the bed, alert, ears standing stock straight.
“Another month?” Bobby repeats, then looks back at Hanbin.
Hanbin’s ears flop down a bit, frowning over at Jinhwan. “Sorry.”
“Huh? No, it’s really no problem.” It surprised Jinhwan how okay with it he is. They haven’t really talked much, but he likes both of them and doesn’t mind them staying. He thought he would hate having less privacy, less quiet, and mostly less time to himself. It actually seems better with them, nicer. And when Seunghyun called, for a few seconds, Jinhwan was worried it was actually a call to say renovations are done. Bobby and Hanbin were going back.
“Really? It’s okay?” Bobby tilts head to the side, eyebrows knotted, one ear drooping down and looking completely concerned.
“Fine,” Jinhwan rolls his eyes and scratches at the top of Bobby’s head. “I really don’t mind you here.”
A smile immediately stretches over Bobby’s face and he throws it back at Hanbin.
golden trio, rated r, "in which i actually have no clue whats happening" (1.4kw)
“At the bar, all the way at the end. He’s talked to a few people, but they’ve all left him now. So. Maybe?” Hanbin’s voice, Hanbin’s face, both are looking for opposition from Bobby. Even before he follows Hanbin’s eyes, easily finding the guy who looks out of place, he knows he’ll agree.
“Whatever you like.” He adds a wink and Hanbin rolls his eyes, smiling though. It might seem like an ‘I don’t care’ but Bobby knows Hanbin has a good eye, even for random selections, and he trusts it. Trusts Hanbin.
It works like this (for the past one time they’ve done it), Bobby goes over. He’s the one to do it because, even though Hanbin’s overall charismatic, women, men, children, YG always fall for him, Bobby has it too. But, Bobby’s a different charismatic. A romantic or, well, more like a flirt. Hanbin told him once that everything that comes out of his mouth has you ask ‘is he flirting with me?’ (“You could be asking where the bathroom is and someone might think it’s because you want to fuck them in there” are the exact words) He knows that. It’s a problem which he doesn’t really wants to fix because sometimes it’s incredibly handy. Like in this situation, with the many, many risks involved. So, Bobby goes over to the guy, the target though Hanbin would twist his lips if he heard Bobby use that. He goes between the guy and the girl on his left that’s spun around, talking to this man who’s clearly boring her to tears, and wedges himself in the space between them, leans on the bar and asks the bartender for a drink (dangerous, but the bartender looks him over and shrugs). It’s a place to start, gives him time to think up how to make a conversation (‘same drink, nice choice’ ‘alone at a club?’ ‘the music here sucks’), but the guy glances over and-
“Hyung?” Bobby blinks. This is why Bobby trusts Hanbin’s judgement, he has such a good eye for nice things.
Jinhwan’s curious glance turns into a small smile “Hey.”
This is the weirdest, strangest, best coincidence. “What are you doing here? Are you alone?”
“Sort of,” he turns around to point further into the club, “my friends are out there somewhere.”
“Really?” He turns back to give a smile to the bartender as she places his drink in front of him. Maybe a bad idea because she raises an eyebrow, looks him over again, but sees Jinhwan and doesn’t do anything.
Jinhwan frowns, then waits for her to go to the opposite end of the bar before giving Bobby the look. The what are you doing scolding look that Bobby has seen so many times. “She didn’t ask for id?”
“Come on, hyung.” He whines, pouting after to make Jinhwan laugh. Instead, Jinhwan rolls his eyes. “You’re barely legal.”
“But I am legal.” He sighs. “And they asked me for id.”
It sounds petulant, especially with how Jinhwan tries not to sound that way. Bobby grins, leans in close to stare right in Jinhwan’s face. “It’s because you’re cute.” Usually, that’d get Bobby a shy smile or blushing face or something, but Jinhwan blinks before frowning again.
“Shut up before I get you kicked out.”
“Hyung.” Bobby pouts again, this time Jinhwan does laugh.
junhwe/bobby, rated pg-13, "hp au in which bobby is a prankster and junhwe is annoyed. thank you very much" (4kw wao)
the gryffindor towers are junhwe's second least favorite place in the castle. though a huge reason is because a certain buck toothed maniac leaves in one of the rooms there, there's also that it's so bright and homey and, in general, blegh. this might be due to him getting so used to the dungeons after being partially scared of them his first year (though no one needs to know that). at least it's not hufflepuff's place, junhwe shudders, but he doesn't like it much here either. the only reason he's come is to talk with jinhwan.
convienantly, or as always, hanbin is sitting on the floor doing some work on the table as jinhwan's lounging in the chair. some other kids are nearby who rush past when they see junhwe, or probably the slytherin crest on his robes, but junhwe would like to think it's distinctly because of him.
when he moves closer, he realizes that minji is there too. good. perfect.
"hey. so-"
"jinhwan." minji looks right over to the other, rolling her eyes. "did you give junhwe our password again?"
jinhwan flashes a smile, then turns to junhwe. "what's up?"
"so." junhwe starts again. "i would like to report that one of your students is terrorizing another student and should get detention. for a long time."
he feels he gets the appropriate reaction: minji's eyes narrowing in concern, jinhwan sitting up more alert, and hanbin stops writing, staring up. then, hanbin speaks.
"terrorizing. who? are you sure it isn't a slytherin hiding behind a gryffindor badge?" minji laughs and jinhwan snorts.
"yes, i'm sure." junhwe rolls his eyes. "it's happening to me, okay? bobby-hyung keeps doing all these things-"
"are you serious?" minji asks, then laughs again when junhwe doesn't reply. "alright. jinhwan. hanbin. i'll leave this up to you."
there is literally no reason for minji to be head girl of gryffindor when she hears that junhwe's being terrorized and she just heads up the stairs.
"junhwe." jinhwan calls his attention back, "what exactly is happening?"
"well. he's sent me skeeving snackboxes disguised as chocolates before, which is banned. he's swapped out my wand for a joke one, also banned. he took my essay when i was sleeping and drew on the back of it so i had to write it all over again on a new sheet. oh, today he switched everything i ate to greek yogurt-" he could prattle on for a long, long time, but hanbin and jinhwan are both looking at him unamused. "did i mention he always aims the bludger for me when we play quidditch." if he can't appeal to their strict rules side, he can at least appeal to them not wanting him to get hurt.
"look." jinhwan starts, sighing. "junhwe-"
"if we give bobby detention, we'll give you detention for all the stuff you've done too. you'll probably be in the same room. for a long time." hanbin interjects, staring straight at junhwe basically confirming that probably as a definitely.
"i, uh, i'll talk to him." junhwe says, "but. i'm coming back if he doesn't stop."
hanbin gives a placating smile, nodding his head before looking back down at his paper. jinhwan is nicer and mouthes sorry before shrugging; that's why he's junhwe's favorite.