MBLAQ Drabble Challenge: Prompts 02 and 14
MBLAQ 30 Drabbles Challenge
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Prompt: 02. Argument
Pairing: Joon/Seungho
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
“Joon.”
“No.”
“Take those spoons off your ears.”
“I'm not listening!”
“Don't make me-”
“It wasn't me, okay?”
“I didn't realise the trainees were trained in classical ballet.”
“...”
“Joon, it's not a big deal. I'm not judging.”
“...”
“Okay, maybe a little.”
“Hyung!”
“It's weird seeing a grown man in a tutu.”
“You're supposed to be understanding.”
“Your abs were particularly well defined in that leotard, if that makes you feel any better.”
“...”
“It does, doesn't it.”
“...”
“Figures.”
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Prompt: 14. No More Alcohol
Pairing: Cheondoong/G.O
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Sanghyun woke to a lullaby at midnight.
He rolled out of bed, taking a blanket to the living room. He found Byunghee horizontal on the sofa, an empty bottle dangling from a hand and the echo of a song in the corners of the room.
Sanghyun draped the blanket over his hyung before picking up the now dropped bottle, only slightly startled by the flash of suddenly alert eyes as a hand wrapped around his wrist.
“Why are you awake?”
Sanghyun tipped the remnants of the alcohol into his mouth, swallowed hard. Met Byunghee's gaze.
“No drinking alone.”
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Prompt: 02. Argument
Pairing: Joon/Seungho
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
“Joon.”
“No.”
“Take those spoons off your ears.”
“I'm not listening!”
“Don't make me-”
“It wasn't me, okay?”
“I didn't realise the trainees were trained in classical ballet.”
“...”
“Joon, it's not a big deal. I'm not judging.”
“...”
“Okay, maybe a little.”
“Hyung!”
“It's weird seeing a grown man in a tutu.”
“You're supposed to be understanding.”
“Your abs were particularly well defined in that leotard, if that makes you feel any better.”
“...”
“It does, doesn't it.”
“...”
“Figures.”
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Prompt: 14. No More Alcohol
Pairing: Cheondoong/G.O
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Sanghyun woke to a lullaby at midnight.
He rolled out of bed, taking a blanket to the living room. He found Byunghee horizontal on the sofa, an empty bottle dangling from a hand and the echo of a song in the corners of the room.
Sanghyun draped the blanket over his hyung before picking up the now dropped bottle, only slightly startled by the flash of suddenly alert eyes as a hand wrapped around his wrist.
“Why are you awake?”
Sanghyun tipped the remnants of the alcohol into his mouth, swallowed hard. Met Byunghee's gaze.
“No drinking alone.”