two b1a4 drabbles
+ not what it looks like (really)
cnu's tweet with this picture. i'm not the only one whose mind went straight to the gutter okay.
"Watcha looking at?"
Sunwoo plastered himself against Jinyoung's back, peering over his shoulder at the screen of the computer in their practice room. Jinyoung shrugged him off ineffectively, Sunwoo only leaning forward more.
From across the room, Chansik meandered over, tossing his water bottle aside. "I want to see too, hyung."
Sunwoo looked over his shoulder and grinned. "Get in line," he said cheekily.
Chansik shrugged, mimicking Sunwoo's position, wrapping his arms around Sunwoo's waist to keep himself from falling. "Like this, hyung?" he asked, teasing, looking around the two older boys, being too far from the screen to see anything at all.
"Hey, what're you guys doing?" Junghwan poked his head around the doorway, jogging over to cling to Chansik's shoulders. "You shouldn't leave your group members out, hyung."
Jinyoung grunted, eyes still glued to the screen.
Dongwoo laughed, snapping a picture on his phone before dropping down onto the floor next to them. "You guys do realise what this looks like, right?" he asks.
"No, what?" Jinyoung sat up abruptly, Sunwoo tumbling backwards onto a surprised Chansik who sat down automatically on top of Junghwan.
"Never mind, you'll see," Dongwoo grinned, quickly uploading the picture onto twitter. In the meantime, he snapped another of the pile of boyband members on the floor, Junghwan's limbs cycling in the air with the two younger members having given up all pretense of getting to their feet, piling on top of the hapless vocalist instead.
"Anyway, practice, practice!" Jinyoung declared, standing. "What're you three doing anyway?" he asked, suddenly noticing the state of his members who were decisively not practicing.
Dongwoo stifled a chuckle, changing the wallpaper his phone before slipping it back into his pocket.
+ the lessons from out-of-body experiences
idek. from this twitter conversation of theirs haha. has absolutely no point, or blunt end really I JUST WANTED TO WRITE B1A4? /still massacreing characterisation...and spelling.
"What."
Chansik stared at his phone blankly. From the other room, he could hear their leader giggle. With a frown, he typed out a response before opening the door. "That wasn't very nice, hyung," he said, arms crossed with a disapproving stare plastered across his face.
Jinyoung laughed again, seated on the couch with his laptop. "What're you talking about? I'm a great hyung! The fans love the picture."
Chansik huffed, dropping onto the cushions next to the older boy. "It's completely ruining my image."
Jinyoung hummed happily, throwing an arm around their youngest. "Nah, I think your image is still intact," he said, drawing Chansik's attention back to the screen.
"Isn't Junghwan hyung with Sunwoo hyung at the convenience store?" Chansik asked with a frown, peering at the newest tweet. It was accompanied by a thankfully normal picture of himself-but that didn't change the fact that he'd done it without asking him!
"Probably," Jinyoung agreed amicably. He left the laptop on the couch as he stood, heading for the kitchen. "You want something to drink?"
"Juice please," Chansik answered, scrolling through the fan replies. "What was I even doing?" he wondered aloud, peering at the original picture.
"Being a ghost," Jinyoung laughed, shutting the fridge.
"If you don't stop being a mean hyung I'm going to haunt you," Chansik commented.
Jinyoung handed Chansik a glass, reclaiming both his seat and the laptop. "Aww, you don't mean it."
Chansik affected a glare. "I totally do," he said. He rolled his eyes as far back as he could, sticking out his arms like a zombie.
At that moment, the door to their dorm slammed open, a slightly out of breath Junghwan bursting through the door, bags of snacks dropping to the floor. "Why did no one ever tell me about fangirls?" he asked, kicking off his shoes. "I never had this problem when I was part of Live High. And hyung, stop being mean to the magnae."
"Why is everyone saying that," Jinyoung said crossly, standing to retrieve the snacks anyway.
"Because you are," Chansik teased, sticking his tongue out at Jinyoung's back. "See, Junghwan hyung is on my side."
"Then I should be on Jinyoung hyung's side, right?" Sunwoo asked, strolling in behind Junghwan. "That's only fair."
"What took you so long?" Junghwan wanted to know, as they made their way to where Chansik was sitting on the couch.
Sunwoo shrugged. "You're the one who left me to the wolves," he said, although a grin was making its way to the corners of his mouth.
Junghwan stared at him blankly. "You were the one who wanted the girls' numbers," he said flatly.
Sunwoo's mouth dropped open, as he tackled Junghwan onto the cushions. "You weren't supposed to say that!" he yelled, at the same moment Jinyoung's head whipped around as he demanded to know if Sunwoo had at least gotten their pictures and if they were cute.
"Chansik help!" Junghwan shrieked in between gasping for air as Sunwoo attacked him with relentless tickles.
Chansik just laughed, watching as the two older boys rolled onto the floor, pulling the coffee table safely out of the way as they had an impromptu wrestling match. "You're supposed to be older than me," he remarked, tossing a couch cushion at Sunwoo's head. Jinyoung joined him, pulling out his phone to snap pictures. "And you should be stopping them," he said to their leader.
Jinyoung shrugged. "This is funnier," he said.
"That's true," Chansik agreed, before going to sit on the both of them. "But you're still a mean hyung."
"Am not!" Jinyoung huffed, plopping himself onto the couch.
"Are too," Chansik insisted, as he took a seat on the floor instead, letting the two of them up.
"You're all mean," Sunwoo decided, before whipping out his own phone.
Junghwan sat up breathlessly, peering at Sunwoo's screen. "Hey!" he yelled. "I am not a traitor! I'm just telling the truth." He reached over to swipe the phone out of Sunwoo's hands, but Sunwoo stood quickly, hitting the 'send' button with a triumphant whoop.
"Exactly," Chansik said, looping himself over Junghwan's shoulders. "Junghwan hyung is the nice one and you shouldn't be picking up girls anyway, hyung."
"What's this about girls?" Dongwoo walked out of the bathroom, still towelling his hair.
"Nothing," Sunwoo said sulkily. "And Lee Sandeul is totally a traitor."
Dongwoo raised an eyebrow. "Okay?"
"Go put on some pants," Jinyoung said instead. "And put them on first!" he yelled through the closed door when a tweet from B1A4_CNU popped up on the feed.
"And I don't think that's how mentions are supposed to work," Chansik added.
"Whatever!" Dongwoo called back, voice muffled. "I still want to know about the girls!"
"There are no girls," Sunwoo yelled, before adding quietly, "for you, at least."
"We were just talking about Chansik," Jinyoung said. "Because he's a ghost!"
"Chansik is a girl?" Dongwoo asked, popping his head out of the doorway.
Chansik groaned, burying his head into Junghwan's back. "Just go put on some pants, hyung," he said.
"I'm going to call it an early night," Jinyoung said with a laugh, standing. "Don't stay up too late, kids!"
"You're not that much older," Junghwan pointed out, while awkwardly patting Chansik on the back, a difficult feat since the younger boy was still clinging to his shoulders.
"Sure, sure," Jinyoung said dismissively, leaving the younger half of the group by themselves.
"Leaving me out," Sunwoo said with a huff when the door clicked shut. "Move over," he said to Chansik, sliding over on the floor to lean against Junghwan as well.
Junghwan hummed, tapping away on his phone. "Not leaving you out," he said. "But you're kind of heavy."
"Don't call me fat," Sunwoo said, hitting him half heartedly.
Junghwan laughed, hunched over with Chansik on one shoulder, Sunwoo on the other. "You're both heavy," he ammended, pushing Sunwoo off. "C'mon, my back is going to break."
Sunwoo grumbled, but stood. Chansik squeezed his arms around Junghwan's neck a little, whining when Junghwan peeled him off, but smiling a little anyway. Junghwan looped an arm around both of their shoulders, pulling them towards the bedroom.
"Still a traitor," Sunwoo mumbled, but following Junghwan's lead anyway.
"Right, right," Junghwan said pleasantly.
Chansik leaned a little closer towards Junghwan, grinning as he tweeted back to Dongwoo hyung. Let the fangirls think of it what they wanted. If this was the result of being a spirit, Chansik didn't think he really minded.
I really, really, really should wait. And do some real work. Herp derp.
cnu's tweet with this picture. i'm not the only one whose mind went straight to the gutter okay.
"Watcha looking at?"
Sunwoo plastered himself against Jinyoung's back, peering over his shoulder at the screen of the computer in their practice room. Jinyoung shrugged him off ineffectively, Sunwoo only leaning forward more.
From across the room, Chansik meandered over, tossing his water bottle aside. "I want to see too, hyung."
Sunwoo looked over his shoulder and grinned. "Get in line," he said cheekily.
Chansik shrugged, mimicking Sunwoo's position, wrapping his arms around Sunwoo's waist to keep himself from falling. "Like this, hyung?" he asked, teasing, looking around the two older boys, being too far from the screen to see anything at all.
"Hey, what're you guys doing?" Junghwan poked his head around the doorway, jogging over to cling to Chansik's shoulders. "You shouldn't leave your group members out, hyung."
Jinyoung grunted, eyes still glued to the screen.
Dongwoo laughed, snapping a picture on his phone before dropping down onto the floor next to them. "You guys do realise what this looks like, right?" he asks.
"No, what?" Jinyoung sat up abruptly, Sunwoo tumbling backwards onto a surprised Chansik who sat down automatically on top of Junghwan.
"Never mind, you'll see," Dongwoo grinned, quickly uploading the picture onto twitter. In the meantime, he snapped another of the pile of boyband members on the floor, Junghwan's limbs cycling in the air with the two younger members having given up all pretense of getting to their feet, piling on top of the hapless vocalist instead.
"Anyway, practice, practice!" Jinyoung declared, standing. "What're you three doing anyway?" he asked, suddenly noticing the state of his members who were decisively not practicing.
Dongwoo stifled a chuckle, changing the wallpaper his phone before slipping it back into his pocket.
+ the lessons from out-of-body experiences
idek. from this twitter conversation of theirs haha. has absolutely no point, or blunt end really I JUST WANTED TO WRITE B1A4? /still massacreing characterisation...and spelling.
"What."
Chansik stared at his phone blankly. From the other room, he could hear their leader giggle. With a frown, he typed out a response before opening the door. "That wasn't very nice, hyung," he said, arms crossed with a disapproving stare plastered across his face.
Jinyoung laughed again, seated on the couch with his laptop. "What're you talking about? I'm a great hyung! The fans love the picture."
Chansik huffed, dropping onto the cushions next to the older boy. "It's completely ruining my image."
Jinyoung hummed happily, throwing an arm around their youngest. "Nah, I think your image is still intact," he said, drawing Chansik's attention back to the screen.
"Isn't Junghwan hyung with Sunwoo hyung at the convenience store?" Chansik asked with a frown, peering at the newest tweet. It was accompanied by a thankfully normal picture of himself-but that didn't change the fact that he'd done it without asking him!
"Probably," Jinyoung agreed amicably. He left the laptop on the couch as he stood, heading for the kitchen. "You want something to drink?"
"Juice please," Chansik answered, scrolling through the fan replies. "What was I even doing?" he wondered aloud, peering at the original picture.
"Being a ghost," Jinyoung laughed, shutting the fridge.
"If you don't stop being a mean hyung I'm going to haunt you," Chansik commented.
Jinyoung handed Chansik a glass, reclaiming both his seat and the laptop. "Aww, you don't mean it."
Chansik affected a glare. "I totally do," he said. He rolled his eyes as far back as he could, sticking out his arms like a zombie.
At that moment, the door to their dorm slammed open, a slightly out of breath Junghwan bursting through the door, bags of snacks dropping to the floor. "Why did no one ever tell me about fangirls?" he asked, kicking off his shoes. "I never had this problem when I was part of Live High. And hyung, stop being mean to the magnae."
"Why is everyone saying that," Jinyoung said crossly, standing to retrieve the snacks anyway.
"Because you are," Chansik teased, sticking his tongue out at Jinyoung's back. "See, Junghwan hyung is on my side."
"Then I should be on Jinyoung hyung's side, right?" Sunwoo asked, strolling in behind Junghwan. "That's only fair."
"What took you so long?" Junghwan wanted to know, as they made their way to where Chansik was sitting on the couch.
Sunwoo shrugged. "You're the one who left me to the wolves," he said, although a grin was making its way to the corners of his mouth.
Junghwan stared at him blankly. "You were the one who wanted the girls' numbers," he said flatly.
Sunwoo's mouth dropped open, as he tackled Junghwan onto the cushions. "You weren't supposed to say that!" he yelled, at the same moment Jinyoung's head whipped around as he demanded to know if Sunwoo had at least gotten their pictures and if they were cute.
"Chansik help!" Junghwan shrieked in between gasping for air as Sunwoo attacked him with relentless tickles.
Chansik just laughed, watching as the two older boys rolled onto the floor, pulling the coffee table safely out of the way as they had an impromptu wrestling match. "You're supposed to be older than me," he remarked, tossing a couch cushion at Sunwoo's head. Jinyoung joined him, pulling out his phone to snap pictures. "And you should be stopping them," he said to their leader.
Jinyoung shrugged. "This is funnier," he said.
"That's true," Chansik agreed, before going to sit on the both of them. "But you're still a mean hyung."
"Am not!" Jinyoung huffed, plopping himself onto the couch.
"Are too," Chansik insisted, as he took a seat on the floor instead, letting the two of them up.
"You're all mean," Sunwoo decided, before whipping out his own phone.
Junghwan sat up breathlessly, peering at Sunwoo's screen. "Hey!" he yelled. "I am not a traitor! I'm just telling the truth." He reached over to swipe the phone out of Sunwoo's hands, but Sunwoo stood quickly, hitting the 'send' button with a triumphant whoop.
"Exactly," Chansik said, looping himself over Junghwan's shoulders. "Junghwan hyung is the nice one and you shouldn't be picking up girls anyway, hyung."
"What's this about girls?" Dongwoo walked out of the bathroom, still towelling his hair.
"Nothing," Sunwoo said sulkily. "And Lee Sandeul is totally a traitor."
Dongwoo raised an eyebrow. "Okay?"
"Go put on some pants," Jinyoung said instead. "And put them on first!" he yelled through the closed door when a tweet from B1A4_CNU popped up on the feed.
"And I don't think that's how mentions are supposed to work," Chansik added.
"Whatever!" Dongwoo called back, voice muffled. "I still want to know about the girls!"
"There are no girls," Sunwoo yelled, before adding quietly, "for you, at least."
"We were just talking about Chansik," Jinyoung said. "Because he's a ghost!"
"Chansik is a girl?" Dongwoo asked, popping his head out of the doorway.
Chansik groaned, burying his head into Junghwan's back. "Just go put on some pants, hyung," he said.
"I'm going to call it an early night," Jinyoung said with a laugh, standing. "Don't stay up too late, kids!"
"You're not that much older," Junghwan pointed out, while awkwardly patting Chansik on the back, a difficult feat since the younger boy was still clinging to his shoulders.
"Sure, sure," Jinyoung said dismissively, leaving the younger half of the group by themselves.
"Leaving me out," Sunwoo said with a huff when the door clicked shut. "Move over," he said to Chansik, sliding over on the floor to lean against Junghwan as well.
Junghwan hummed, tapping away on his phone. "Not leaving you out," he said. "But you're kind of heavy."
"Don't call me fat," Sunwoo said, hitting him half heartedly.
Junghwan laughed, hunched over with Chansik on one shoulder, Sunwoo on the other. "You're both heavy," he ammended, pushing Sunwoo off. "C'mon, my back is going to break."
Sunwoo grumbled, but stood. Chansik squeezed his arms around Junghwan's neck a little, whining when Junghwan peeled him off, but smiling a little anyway. Junghwan looped an arm around both of their shoulders, pulling them towards the bedroom.
"Still a traitor," Sunwoo mumbled, but following Junghwan's lead anyway.
"Right, right," Junghwan said pleasantly.
Chansik leaned a little closer towards Junghwan, grinning as he tweeted back to Dongwoo hyung. Let the fangirls think of it what they wanted. If this was the result of being a spirit, Chansik didn't think he really minded.
I really, really, really should wait. And do some real work. Herp derp.