drabbles ; dump three
a/n: okay, actually, this isn't really a drabble dump. it's more of a dump for dead wips. first one was inspired by this. second was inspired by this and this. none are likely to be fleshed out any further than their current states. jsyk?
shaolin soccer
lutao ; pg
519 words
It all started with a party invitation. An ostentatiously decorated invitation, but an invitation nonetheless.
“Beef-oppa,” Tao furrowed her eyebrows as she opened the contents of the shimmery envelope that had been sitting at the bottom of her locked. She looked curiously at her close friend before asking an innocent question. “Why is there an animal throwing a birthday party?”
Baekhyun snorted before ruffling the layered locks of his taller companion, “Animal? What are you talking about?”
“Apparently, this little deer is throwing an 18th birthday party.” Tao tilted her head to the side, an obvious look of befuddlement decorating her sharp features as she handed a glitter-covered card to the older male.
Baekhyun could only let out a bark of laughter before pointing to the contents inside. “This here says Xiao Lu is throwing a birthday party, silly.” Suddenly, the male’s expression changed into one of shock. “Holy shit, you were just invited to Xiao Lu’s 18th birthday party. Hoooly shit, Taozi.”
“Why the ‘holy shit,’ oppa? Who is this Xiao Lu person?” Tao furrowed her eyebrows once more as she closed her locker door and continued moving. “There is another Chinese person on these school premises? Why haven’t I befriended this little deer yet?” Admittedly, being a Chinese student within a Korean high school was a little lonely sometimes, and Tao would have loved to befriend a kindred Chinese peer.
(Well, one that wasn’t Kristina; Kristina was the wushu club captain, and she was, well, Kristina.)
“Xiao Lu...” Baekhyun frowned thoughtfully while tapping his chin. “How do I begin to explain Xiao Lu?”
------
“Xiao Lu is flawless.” Junmyeon stated simply before allowing a dreamy exhale to escape his lips.
“I hear her legs are insured for 11 million won.” Jongin raised a questioning eyebrow before flexing his own legs in demonstration.
“I hear she does Adidas commercials -- in Europe.” Kyungsoo whispered with wide eyes. “And her favorite movie is Bambi.”
“One time she met Dong Bang Shin Ki’s Yunho on a plane...” Chanyeol’s voice trailed off as Jongdae continued, “And he told her she was pretty!”
“One time she punched me in the face.” Everyone turned towards the youngest of their friend group. Sehun laughed nervously before scratching the back of his head. “It was awesome.”
“So there you have it -- that’s Xiao Lu in a nutshell,” Baekhyun summarized with a cheeky grin. “Which is why you definitely have to go to this party. And obvi-fucking-ously, you’ve got to bring us with you as well, since we’re your best friends and all.”
“Best friends for life!” Chanyeol shouted as he held up his right hand in the form of a Vulcan salute. “May we always live long and prosper!”
(Meanwhile, somewhere far away from Junmyeon’s large basement filled with a certain group of fanboys...
Xiao Lu sneezed before pouting at her best friend. “Baozi, do you think someone’s talking about me?”
“Stop calling me that.” Minsoo rolled her eyes.
“Ah, yes, you’re right.” Xiao Lu rolled her eyes as well in return. “Of course someone’s talking about me, because who wouldn’t talk about me?”)
glad you came
inq inwoo ; pg
415 words
“I can’t believe you kidnapped me from my Immunology class.” Kang Insoo frowns as he leans back uncomfortably in the plush, leather chairs of his friend’s Jaguar XF. “I should have you arrested for, well, kidnapping.”
“Insoo, you aren’t going to die from letting loose just a little bit.” Gunwoo blows a small puff of air up towards his bangs before turning to look at the blonde male sitting in the passenger seat. “We’re going to the beach for one week, not an eternity. Besides, you’re only missing one class; spring break starts tomorrow.”
“You didn’t even let me pack and prepare --”
Gunwoo snorts. “Your fashion sense is a travesty, but don’t worry, I already packed some essentials for you.”
Insoo opens and closes his mouth like a goldfish before deciding it better not to argue a moot point. “You have stupid seaweed-looking hair,” he decides to retort instead, before biting down on his lower lip.
“That’s the thanks I get for helping you live a little?” Gunwoo chuckles while keeping his eyes focused on the road ahead.
Insoo lets out a wry laugh as he watches their silver car drive across a bridge overlooking a sea view that could have come straight from a picture book. He has to admit that the view so far has been breathtaking, but that aside. . . “I hope your permed hair turns green from all the sun.”
“Oh, wow, you’re welcome.”
---
After a couple hours of driving (the elder of the two complaining all the while until Gunwoo had begun blasting old Fly to the Sky songs), the pair finally arrived at their destination.
“Why do you even bother going to college when you’re so loaded?” Insoo grumbles the question as he side-eyes the extravagant beach house before the two of them.
Gunwoo shrugs his shoulders casually before throwing an obnoxiously red suitcase at the other male. “It’s so I’ll know what to do when I eventually inherit my father’s business, of course.” He rolls his eyes at the older boy before scoffing, “Don’t ask dumb questions.”
“Don’t ask dumb questions,” Insoo echoes in a nasally, high-pitched voice.
Gunwoo shoots him a look before furrowing his eyebrows. “Look, I’m doing you a favor - promise. When this week is over, you’ll be thanking the heavens that you have a friend like me.”
“With friends like you, who needs enemies?” The older boy sticks out his tongue before walking up the stairs to the opulent abode.
shaolin soccer
lutao ; pg
519 words
It all started with a party invitation. An ostentatiously decorated invitation, but an invitation nonetheless.
“Beef-oppa,” Tao furrowed her eyebrows as she opened the contents of the shimmery envelope that had been sitting at the bottom of her locked. She looked curiously at her close friend before asking an innocent question. “Why is there an animal throwing a birthday party?”
Baekhyun snorted before ruffling the layered locks of his taller companion, “Animal? What are you talking about?”
“Apparently, this little deer is throwing an 18th birthday party.” Tao tilted her head to the side, an obvious look of befuddlement decorating her sharp features as she handed a glitter-covered card to the older male.
Baekhyun could only let out a bark of laughter before pointing to the contents inside. “This here says Xiao Lu is throwing a birthday party, silly.” Suddenly, the male’s expression changed into one of shock. “Holy shit, you were just invited to Xiao Lu’s 18th birthday party. Hoooly shit, Taozi.”
“Why the ‘holy shit,’ oppa? Who is this Xiao Lu person?” Tao furrowed her eyebrows once more as she closed her locker door and continued moving. “There is another Chinese person on these school premises? Why haven’t I befriended this little deer yet?” Admittedly, being a Chinese student within a Korean high school was a little lonely sometimes, and Tao would have loved to befriend a kindred Chinese peer.
(Well, one that wasn’t Kristina; Kristina was the wushu club captain, and she was, well, Kristina.)
“Xiao Lu...” Baekhyun frowned thoughtfully while tapping his chin. “How do I begin to explain Xiao Lu?”
------
“Xiao Lu is flawless.” Junmyeon stated simply before allowing a dreamy exhale to escape his lips.
“I hear her legs are insured for 11 million won.” Jongin raised a questioning eyebrow before flexing his own legs in demonstration.
“I hear she does Adidas commercials -- in Europe.” Kyungsoo whispered with wide eyes. “And her favorite movie is Bambi.”
“One time she met Dong Bang Shin Ki’s Yunho on a plane...” Chanyeol’s voice trailed off as Jongdae continued, “And he told her she was pretty!”
“One time she punched me in the face.” Everyone turned towards the youngest of their friend group. Sehun laughed nervously before scratching the back of his head. “It was awesome.”
“So there you have it -- that’s Xiao Lu in a nutshell,” Baekhyun summarized with a cheeky grin. “Which is why you definitely have to go to this party. And obvi-fucking-ously, you’ve got to bring us with you as well, since we’re your best friends and all.”
“Best friends for life!” Chanyeol shouted as he held up his right hand in the form of a Vulcan salute. “May we always live long and prosper!”
(Meanwhile, somewhere far away from Junmyeon’s large basement filled with a certain group of fanboys...
Xiao Lu sneezed before pouting at her best friend. “Baozi, do you think someone’s talking about me?”
“Stop calling me that.” Minsoo rolled her eyes.
“Ah, yes, you’re right.” Xiao Lu rolled her eyes as well in return. “Of course someone’s talking about me, because who wouldn’t talk about me?”)
glad you came
inq inwoo ; pg
415 words
“I can’t believe you kidnapped me from my Immunology class.” Kang Insoo frowns as he leans back uncomfortably in the plush, leather chairs of his friend’s Jaguar XF. “I should have you arrested for, well, kidnapping.”
“Insoo, you aren’t going to die from letting loose just a little bit.” Gunwoo blows a small puff of air up towards his bangs before turning to look at the blonde male sitting in the passenger seat. “We’re going to the beach for one week, not an eternity. Besides, you’re only missing one class; spring break starts tomorrow.”
“You didn’t even let me pack and prepare --”
Gunwoo snorts. “Your fashion sense is a travesty, but don’t worry, I already packed some essentials for you.”
Insoo opens and closes his mouth like a goldfish before deciding it better not to argue a moot point. “You have stupid seaweed-looking hair,” he decides to retort instead, before biting down on his lower lip.
“That’s the thanks I get for helping you live a little?” Gunwoo chuckles while keeping his eyes focused on the road ahead.
Insoo lets out a wry laugh as he watches their silver car drive across a bridge overlooking a sea view that could have come straight from a picture book. He has to admit that the view so far has been breathtaking, but that aside. . . “I hope your permed hair turns green from all the sun.”
“Oh, wow, you’re welcome.”
---
After a couple hours of driving (the elder of the two complaining all the while until Gunwoo had begun blasting old Fly to the Sky songs), the pair finally arrived at their destination.
“Why do you even bother going to college when you’re so loaded?” Insoo grumbles the question as he side-eyes the extravagant beach house before the two of them.
Gunwoo shrugs his shoulders casually before throwing an obnoxiously red suitcase at the other male. “It’s so I’ll know what to do when I eventually inherit my father’s business, of course.” He rolls his eyes at the older boy before scoffing, “Don’t ask dumb questions.”
“Don’t ask dumb questions,” Insoo echoes in a nasally, high-pitched voice.
Gunwoo shoots him a look before furrowing his eyebrows. “Look, I’m doing you a favor - promise. When this week is over, you’ll be thanking the heavens that you have a friend like me.”
“With friends like you, who needs enemies?” The older boy sticks out his tongue before walking up the stairs to the opulent abode.