10 Songs, 10 Drabbles (2)
10 Songs, 10 Drabbles. (2)
1. Pick a character or pairing you like for each drabble.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them!
5. Since I cheated a little, you can too. If you need to, play a song twice, and no longer than that! And if you need a moment to think of who you're going to write about, feel free to pause :D (all fics that I replayed will be marked. I wasn’t intending to do so but the rules said I could so the ones I was rushed for I edited a bit)
6. ENJOY.
A/N: I just chose all the pairings I didn’t do last time and for the rest I went on a random Super Junior Pairing generator and just picked the people and paired them with Yesung (in the order presented below). KyuSung is number 1 and 10 cuz I love them so much and I’m biased that way. And I did YeWon twice cuz apparently everyone adores the couple and I’m writing it for my Unnie rednochan ^.^
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- Song: Breakdown - B2ST (KyuSung)
Genre: Angst, Romance, Tragedy
Word Count: 244
Warning: Character Death
Kyuhyun doesn’t know what living is anymore. Scientifically, it means to inhale and exhale and for your heart to pumping blood in and out of your veins. And technically he is still alive. He can still breathe, he still needs to eat, his physical heart is still working overtime just to keep him on this planet. But really, that’s all he is. He’s alive.
But he’s not living.
He doesn’t know what feeling is anymore. He used to know. Not anymore. Not ever since a beautiful man with the best smile on this planet walked out. He didn’t walk out per se. Because walking would involve the physical ability to get out of a white hospital bed. No. He didn’t walk out. He just drifted away. To join whoever it was up there that wanted him.
His ex bandmate turned manager, Ryeowook, is bugging him. Bugging him to unlock his door and actually come to his recording. But Kyuhyun doesn’t really listen. He just stares listlessly up at the ceiling waiting for his love to come back to his arms and into that waiting gap in his heart. He's even got his arms spread for his love to fall into them.
“Jongwoon-ah… Please… I can’t live without you.”
And all the while he repeats this, clutching a picture of the only person he had loved, their smiles evident, his arm possessively around his waist. It was of a time when he wasn’t breaking down.
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- Song: Things I’ll Never Say - Avril Lavigne (YeWon)
Genre: Fluff, Genderswap (girl!Yesung), Romance
Word Count: 199
Jongwoon can’t help but blush. She’s got red tainted cheeks like a bride. And she’s stupidly hiding behind her locker door to peek shyly at her all time crush. Oh, how she could just stare at him all day long. Him and his sculpted biceps. Him and his dimples. Him and his hearty laugh. Him and his overall perfection. She could never get enough.
As he walked by, she immediately shoved her heavy books in front of her blushing face, partially reprimanding herself for thinking he would actually take a simple glance a school nerd like her. She slammed her head against her locker, feeling ridiculously stupid. So much for being the top of the school academically.
“Are you okay?”
And Jongwoon mentally curses for tripping over air right as he walked by. The student council fucking president was walking by and all she wanted to appear was perfect. And yet she’d stumbled over her feet and slammed right on her face. How embarrassing.
“Y-Yes. I-I’m fine. I-I’m totally fine! F-Fine!”
And Siwon could only coo as the cute senior ran off, prettiest blush intact, unable to say things properly. How he wished he could witness it more often.
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- Song: Stranger - SHINee (YeMin, minor YeWon) [Played twice]
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Word Count: 275
If he had to give it a name, Sungmin would call it love at first sight. Or maybe it was love at first touch. He didn’t really give a shit. All he knew was that the beautiful, pretty, adorable, fuckable boy had to be his. He had never seen him in the school before so he was guessing he was a transfer student. Sungmin liked the mysterious. The unfamiliar. And the king of aegyo would gladly do anything to get the boy with the angelic voice into his arms right this second.
But he wasn’t really expecting a downright rejection. He was the school’s kingka. No one denied him.
“No. I told you. I have a boyfriend.”
Yesung, as he learned was his name, growled. It was the third time that week that Sungmin had oh so suavely asked for a chance. He pulled aegyo, he tried the sexy approach, he even tried literally grabbing the older boy by the waist and pressing his lips against his. But nothing really came out positively. All he could was a rejection, a slap at times, and a back walking away from him.
To Yesung, Sungmin was a stranger. To Sungmin, Yesung was an unfamiliar face.
But slowly he started to try a different approach. Maybe that would work. Maybe being his friend first would be a little more successful. And he carefully wormed his way into the older boy’s heart, coming in as that friend that constantly hit on him. And Siwon wasn’t really taking kindly to the constant flirting Sungmin was doing but he really couldn’t give a damn.
Because, now, Yesung wasn’t an unfamiliar face.
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- Song: Genie - Girls’ Generation (YeChul)
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 203
Warning: Implied Smut
Heechul crossed his legs on the luxurious love seat, awaiting his meal. Or whatever one wished to call it. He’d chosen blindly and hoped that this new one wouldn’t be a retard. Like his last few had been. He just needed a good fuck. He didn’t need hopeless little whores that got too clingy.
“You called, Master?”
And Heechul bites back every single negative thought he had before. In walks in a nimble little body that could only be described as sex on legs. He had eyes of smouldering hotness and a smile that screamed ‘Fuck me into the sheets, you know you want to’.
“What do I call you, little one?”
Heechul has his hands entangled in the other’s hair, scraping with his nails, ravishing his lips with all the vigour he can. The smaller male was talented to say the least. His tongue was able but obedient and his hands would wander in the best way possible. He swore those little fingers were resting on his belt buckle a little too suggestively.
“I’m your genie, Heechul-ssi. I’ll listen to your every wish.”
And Heechul immediately asks him to suck him off. He wants to have that skilful tongue around something. Now.
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- Song: Whispers in the Dark - Skillet (ZhouSung, minor broken!KyuSung) [Played twice]
Genre: Dark, Romance
Word Count: 337
Warning: Rather twisted romance (don’t really want to give it away)
Zhou Mi knows. He knows. He knows that Jongwoon is scared of the dark. He knows that he curls up in his sheets, quivering like a child, wishing all the bad thoughts away. He couldn’t help but coo at the adorable sight. It was really too much.
But every morning at work, Jongwoon will smile at Zhou Mi from across the booth, pretending that he was fine. No. No, he wasn’t fine. He was crying at night. He was heartbroken and inwardly screaming for someone to find him. And Zhou Mi wants that person to be him. But during the day, Jongwoon only knows Zhou Mi as the friendly long legged fashionista. He wasn’t his friend per se. Or the rotten boyfriend that ditched him after a long two year relationship.
Zhou Mi makes it his task to personally murder Cho Kyuhyun in his sleep when he gets his chance.
But when he’s tailing Jongwoon one stormy Tuesday night and the older boy collapses, he takes it into his hands to bring him home. He’d kept a perfect spare key in his back pocket just in case for such an occasion. He nursed the weak boy with all his might, hoping him to get better.
And for the life of him, he couldn’t understand why Jongwoon got so frightened when he woke up. Was he not expecting the dark whispers Zhou Mi was giving? Or was he simply surprised Zhou Mi had a key? Or perhaps that he knew his address? That was preposterous. Didn’t he know that Zhou Mi followed him home every night, hidden by the shadows of lust and darkness, making sure he was home safe? Didn’t he know Zhou Mi cared? He cared enough to place a camera in his bedroom.
And when the older man panicked, much like he did late at night when the blackness surrounded him, Zhou Mi pressed his lips against him, switching the lights off to surrounding them as if to keep this as a dark little secret.
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- Song: Mystery - B2ST (KiSung, minor one-sided!KyuSung)
Genre: Angst, Genderswap (girl!Yesung), Romance
Word Count: 213
He wanted answers. Now. What the hell! Jongwoon couldn’t just do that!
Okay, let’s start from page one. Kibum was totally and utterly peeved and annoyed. Well, maybe that wasn’t page one. It was around… page twenty? Okay. So, Kibum had been courting, well more like trying to court, Kim Jongwoon. So who was Kim Jongwoon? Kim Jongwoon was the lead singer of the choir. She had the voice of an angel and was in his calculus class. He helped her with it occasionally as she struggled with all the numbers. Even if she was two years older.
He’d liked her from day one. And the first few months of his wooing and constant flirting, she’d responded beyond cutely. She’d blushed, stuttered and even held onto his hand a couple of times. He was expecting some sort of acceptance.
But no. Apparently Jongwoon didn’t believe in such a thing.
“I’m sorry Kibum. I’m so sorry. But I love someone else.”
And he’d never seen Jongwoon cry before. But she did so that day. When she told him of her love for Kyuhyun, biggest math geek on the planet, spilling out her soul. But the next day, she ignored him to pieces, like she hadn’t confessed her deepest secret and he didn’t know why.
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- Song: Love Story - Katherine McPhee (YeTeuk)
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Word Count: 171
It’s their wedding photo. And Yesung wants to cry. It’s been four years since that day and he can still remember it clear as day. He and Leeteuk wearing matching suits as the older smooched him right on the lips. And then some tongue had gotten in and Yesung wants to stop there before he blushes himself to death.
And then slowly his mind turns some more cogs.
Two years before that.
Sitting across from him at a bar, Leeteuk sporting the most promiscuous outfit Yesung had ever seen. But Yesung was inexperienced so what was he to know? An open jacket to show his abs to the world, Leeteuk flirted obscenely with a girl next to him. But then they locked eyes and Jongwoon really doesn’t know how it worked. They’d talked a few subjected, exchanged phone numbers and became friends. Then it got somewhere and Yesung finds himself being called Park Yesung.
“What’re you thinking about?”
Leeteuk wraps his arms protectively around Yesung’s waist, lovingly possessive.
“Our love story.”
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- Song: Happily Never After - Pussycat Dolls (YeHyuk, minor broken!YeHae) [Played twice]
Genre: Angst, Romance
Word Count: 316
Jongwoon walks the path like she’s never walked it before. She takes teetering steps that wobble as she moves. She wants to move but suddenly can’t. Her suitcase rocks on the cobble stones, wheels screeching. She can’t take it anymore. She can’t take the fights, she can’t take the emotional turmoil. She doesn’t want to shed another tear.
Those late night cuddles were amazing. But they could never make up for all the torture of the last few months.
She’d somehow made it to Hyukjae’s place without breaking down, her smile sour. Her hands were trembling on the wheel as the world whirled past as she got to the address. She stumbled out of the car, barely able to hold her own weight. The white blonde male caught her in his arms before she completely collapsed. She sobbed and clutched his jacket between her baby fingers.
“I left. I finally left him.” And she should smile. She’d finally gathered the courage to leave the relationship that destroyed her. The air was fresher, the world was happier, why was she so sad?
“It’s okay. It’s okay.” Hyukjae soothed the woman with his heart. He remembered the late nights of ice cream as she stayed over when the other male was on a business trip. She’d complained and cried like no tomorrow, hoping her heart would heal. And when he’d suggested the idea of leaving, she attempted and she’d been drawn back by Donghae’s beautiful words. But this time she’d made it. She’d grabbed her stuff and drove to Hyukjae, dry eyes now spilling endless waterfalls.
“I still love him. How could I still love him. How could I!? I should be happy!” And Jongwoon cries until her tears and Hyukjae whispers those words to himself as well. “There’s no happy ending with him!”
Why do I still love you? With you there’s no happily ever after either.
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- Song: What If - Super Junior K.R.Y (feat. Super Junior’s Sungmin) (YeWon, minor one-sided!Kyusung)
Genre: Angst, Romance
Word Count: 202
Siwon watches helplessly as Yesung stares and stares. That’s all the older boy can do. Stare. All he can do is watch from afar as the love of his life flirts with Zhou Mi. Kyuhyun continues to chatter up the tall boy and Yesung falls apart with every word.
“Should I confess?” He asks lifelessly one day, looking up at his best friend with the most hopeful eyes he could conjure up. Siwon wonders what could have triggered this idea. “I mean, I don’t think he likes me but I can’t take it anymore.”
And as the supportive best friend he’s supposed to be, Siwon smiles as best as he could, “Of course he likes you, Sungie. I mean what’s there not to like? I mean he hugged you for twenty seconds!”
And Yesung brings that beautiful angelic smile to his lips and Siwon feels his world die. Yesung dies of anxiousness, trying to confess, because he wonders endless what ifs. But little does he know, Siwon feels all those little nervous feelings. He knows that it hurts each passing day. He feels it tenfold.
But I still foolishly believe. If I wait some more, maybe you’ll come to love me too.
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- Song: U Smile - Justin Bieber (KyuSung) [Played twice]
Genre: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Word Count: 300
“Oh baby, it’s okay. Shh. Don’t cry.”
Nothing, and Kyuhyun means nothing, should ever taint his baby’s lips. All he should do is smile because that was when he was most beautiful. Well, there were a few other moments that he could recall but that was in the heat of their wanton love making session. So, to say he was furious that Kim Yesung was sobbing quietly was an understatement. The biggest understatement ever.
Kyuhyun wants to murder, and he means torture slowly and decapitate, those stupid antis that decided to take a bite out of his lover.
“T-They’re right, Kyu. I should just quit. I-I shouldn’t even be part of Super Junior. I-I’m just pulling the team down.”
“No. You fucking don’t. You’ve got the voice of an angel and if you say another fucking word about that I’m going to kiss you until you can’t breathe!”
Yesung choked on his sob and blushed. They were well into a sexual relationship and he could still barely fathom the idea of Kyuhyun’s tongue down his throat without blushing like a bride.
“Now, smile, will you?”
Yesung looked up at the boy that was cradling him in his lap and his bottom lip trembled. An attempted smile crawled up but Kyuhyun was still unsatisfied. Thoroughly.
“If I tell you that smiling is the second best thing you could do, then would you?”
All he received was a shy harsh slap and a completely embarrassed Yesung in his lap.
“Y-You’re such a pervert! I’m crying and you practically ask me to give you a blow job! What kind of boyfriend are you!”
“A perfect one, if I can get you to smile.” Kyuhyun nuzzled the older boy’s neck, kissing the sensitive skin gently, “Sungie, as long as you’re smiling, I will too.”
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A/N: Yeah… This one was awkwarder than the last. I don’t know, just feels awkward. Lol. I was going to work on my KyuSung stuff but I decided one of them (that was fricking long already) was pretty pointless and kind of just scrapped it entirely. So I decided to gift my readers with this awkwardly put together thinga ma hoozy again. Haha.
Personal favourites: 2, 7, 8, 10
Are you YeWon readers happy now!? Hahaha! I’m so not used to writing it. Well, I’m not used to writing anything. So yeah… but you could see my KyuSung bias like everywhere so lol. And I’m just going to put it out there that I had to Google SO many lyrics. It was so difficult. I was like, WTF. Hahaha.
And you know, the last line of the ‘What If’ one I plagiarised from myself (is that even possible?) A while ago I wrote an English cover for the song, cuz I loved it so much and at the time I was going through something very similar, and I just wrote that there. So actually, it does fit in with the song at some stage. If you’re curious, at about 2:35 to about 2:48, the Kyuhyun-Yesung line (I swear I did that by total accident but the KyuSung in me apparently thought it would fit).
By the way, planning a YeHyuk and YeWon for Eunhyuk and Siwon’s birthdays respectively. Hopefully can get them out on time >.<
And I’m on a two week “teacher free study period” as my teachers so lovingly call it (#IBkidproblems >.>) so I’ll try to update more often ^.^