STUCK with ‘THE DUCK’ Pt 1
Music: SJ-M TOO PERFECT ALBUM
~START~
Arian’s a stalker.
Well, that’s what you call a person following another person because of obsession. But she’s not obsessed - it’s merely an over-the-top admiration/infatuation and she’s basically ONLY waiting for her idols to grace them with their presence. You see, it’s pretty NORMAL - in the KPOP FANGIRLING WORLD.
The guards and staffs at the hotel should be paid double for the next couple of days - FANGIRLS were everywhere. They’re on the lobby, elevator, every floor, basement… just everywhere, and having all these HYPER-Active-Sugar-Rushed fed FANGIRLS were a handful. Still, they’re guests.
Who wouldn’t be excited? Super Junior’s in the house. Yup. 11 OF THEM. The FANGIRLS were breathing the same air that the boys were breathing. The same air pollution of Manila, the same air-condition of the hotel, sigh…
Arian’s been a fan girl just about everything - so you can expect her to be calmer than the rest (just don’t surprise her!). She’s been a fanatic of basketball, F4, etc… so she knows how it works: Don’t be just another screaming fan.
She and her friends have been waiting in the lobby for quite some time now. It was right after the concert (SPA-dsfnlajfnlajflksajfdsald-ZZ) and they decided to wait in the lobby, ignoring their tired and sleepy body. They can feel somebody will come down - she certainly hopes it‘s the leader though. YUP. LEETEUK. That angel. That duck. Whichever - he’s the only man of her dreams, day and night.
She can’t freaking get enough of him, though she had skin ships with him during the concert, still not enough… but then again her energy’s really draining. If it’s only possible to sleep on a standing position, she would be snoring right now. Giving up, she bid goodnight to her friends and headed for the lifts. The lifts were too slow tonight though, if only their room was not on the 17th floor, she’d definitely climb the stairs.
And here’s what happened next: a lift opened, bouncers came out and 2 familiar figures were in the middle. “OH!” that was all she can say. Heechul and Henry busily talking with each other. She was brushed off immediately by the bouncers and she can’t see much - you see, she’s not that tall. Tall enough for high school - but she’s way passed that level, years ago.
Then she heard screams - Kiddie Fan Girls screaming. Aish, they should really know how to calm down to get more of them. She thought. No more stalking for me.
Luckily, the lift that Heechul and Henry left was still open. She went in - half-dead - and pushed the 17th button. She was surprised to see that the 16th button was also lighted. She just realized there’s another guy in the lift. (Blaming the blurry vision out of tiredness.) He had his head lowered and covered with a scarf and baseball cap. He’s wearing white long-sleeves, faded jeans, and black boots. Amazingly, she can still observe him with her brain working enough to bring her back to the room.
Maybe, one of their staffs. Arian thought. She yawned and covered her face with both of her hands. She blinked a few times and stared at the counter - 8th floor… What the heck, these elevators aren’t supposed to be slow.
Wadda Ef! And these elevators were not supposed to stop!
The lift jerked a little and stopped moving. The last number they saw on the floor counter was 12. The guy beside him sighed and pushed the emergency button as she was about to reach for it too. ZAP! They’re fingers touched, but she pulled hers back quickly. Well, there was a tingling sensation- I hope this is one of the cute Oppas or a handsome Ahjussi…
“Hello? Hello?” He said loudly.
“We’re sorry for the inconvenience. We’ll get you out as soon as possible.” The voice from the prompter said, “How many are you in the lift, Sir?”
“Huh?” Scarf Boy asked. He got almost his whole face covered really.
“Two.” Arian answered for him. Scarf Boy looked side ways then repeated what she said.
“Two.” He said, “One child.”
Whadddda? Arian stared at him but too tired to argue. What ever, need to be nice, he’s an SME employee. He takes care of our boys…
“Thank you. We’ll take you out as soon as possible. Again, we are sorry for the inconvenience.” The prompter beep.
Arian leaned back on the glass wall and let out another yawn. Great, just great. She sat on the cold floor and leaned on the mirrored wall, staring at the door. At least I’m stuck with a SME employee.
Scarf Boy copied her and yawned as well and she can’t help but let out a chuckle for the sound of his yawn was really cute. She then closed her eyes, tired, tired, tired.
“Excuse me.”
Her eyes shot opened and looked at the guy beside him. He’s offering some candies, su----weet. Not all SME employees are snob, eh? She took one from his hand.
“Thank you.”
“Welcome.”
She opened the Korean-candy and ate it. Really sweet. She stretched out her legs on the floor. Better get myself comfortable. If she was alone she’d definitely sprawled out.
“How long? You think?” Scarf Boy trying to start a conversation, with his familiar voice and funny accent, all right talk with him.
“I don’t know…ummm…moola.” Arian answered, trying to use her basic knowledge in Hangeul.
“OH! Hangeul!” and he said more words in Korean that she can’t understand.
“No, No.” She raised her hands up and waved it. “Basic only.”
“Oh.” He stopped. By this time, Arian can see few skins from his face. Familiar. She then stretched out her arms up to help her wake up. The candy helped a little.
Scarf Boy said something in Korean. He took out his phone, “Aish. Dead.”
Arian took out her phone too, well, it’s dead as well. No batteries.
SILENCE.
“How old are you?” He broke the ice. Curious much?
“Wae?” She looked at him. She’s thinking if she should just go with the flow of being a ‘child’.
“You look like a child, you should be sleeping early.” He said, surprisingly, with a sincere tone.
Arian laughed. Loud. And this made Scarf Boy tilt his head. She can’t help it, whatever sleep she’ll do - she won’t grow.
“Wae?!” He exclaimed.
“Nothing.” She breathed, “ I-I’m 25 already.” Then laughed again.
“Woah!” He said and laughed a familiar laugh that Arian would recognize anytime, anywhere…
No way! She thought - her heart beating fast, more like wildly. What kind of a fan would she be if she didn’t know her IDOL’s basics, like, the way they laugh? Eoddoke? How to confirm?
“I’m Arian.” She offered her hand, “Arian-imnida.”
Scarf Boy looked at her hands for a couple of seconds before taking it. “Jungsoo-imnida.” He shook her hand lightly before releasing it.
Soft hands. Arian took back her hand. Jungsoo. My Jungsoo? SKINSHIP!
As if answering her mind-boggling question, Jungsoo took off his cap and showed the perfect brownish hair, and smiling eyes. (PALPITATING). Then loosened his scarf and showed his pouty, reddish, thin, kissable (and more adjectives) LIPS.
#$()$%^#@%#@ She’s got a million words per minute running in her mind - all mixed up and jumbled.
“Leeteuk.” She piped - with a high note, take note.
Like a movie played in slow motion: Jungsoo smiled, flipped his hair, and showed his dimples. What an angel. Sigh~
“You know me?” He asked with a not-so-surprised tone. Arian nodded. Well, they were just like that -looking at each other. Arian’s eyes were rounded while Jungsoo’s eyes were smiling. It’s a given - like his eyes were made to smile always.
“You like Super Junior?” Jungsoo asked carefully. Arian nodded.
“Ummm… fan?” Arian nodded.
“*something in Korean*” Arian nodded.
Jungsoo laughed.
“Wait. What?!” Arian’s back.
“Nothing.” Jungsoo laughed louder. Such a musical tone.
From this moment on, Arian’s flying.
“Who’s your favorite?” Jungsoo smiled. Is this a talk show? And shouldn’t I be the one doing the questioning?
“Leeteuk-Oppa.” Oppa. Yes, I just said that.
“Me?!” Leeteuk exclaimed. “Oh, Kamsahamnida. Tenk yu.”
You guessed right: Arian nodded.
“Wae?” He then asked, straightening his legs too. “Why like me?”
“Wae not?” Arian raised an eyebrow, “I mean, why not?”
He just shrugged - still his smile plastered on his face.
“Hmmm…” Arian wanted to answer him, but what would the best word? Well, nobody really expected to be in a situation like this. This only happens on TV novelas or just a person’s imagination. “You---“
Jungsoo looked at her expectantly. (MORE HEART FLUTTERING!)
“You’re an angel.” She continued. Right.
“Oh, Kamsahamnida.” Jungsoo bowed his head slightly. “Kamsahe-“
“…and a duck.” She added. Duck? Did I just say that? Wae? WAe? WAE?
“Mwo?!” Jungsoo was surprised as her.
“Duck.” Why did I just repeat that?! “It’s a compliment. Good thing! Your lips, pouty. Cute.” Good save, huh?
“Ahhh.” Jungsoo nodded and laughed quietly. And for Pete’s sake (whoever Pete is!) he ruffled her hair. He touched her head. HE TOUCHED MY HEAD.
OMG. Should I say more stuff like this for more skin ship? She touched her head where Jungsoo’s hands were a few seconds ago. Really, how do you deal with situations like this?
She looks like a kid, and acts like one now. How would her friends deal with this? The Hot Momma: can do anything. The Blabber: can say anything. And the rest might know what to do. Well I know what to do really, but I wasn’t ready.
And yeah, Jungsoo can freaking understand and converse in English. %$^$%^$#@
She looked at him and saw Jungsoo’s eyes were starting to get droopy. Should she make him stay up - this is a freaking ONCE IN A LIFE TIME OPPURTUNITY! Stuck with Jungsoo! Stuck with the DUCK! Or should she just stare at him while sleeping…? Either way, it’s a win-win. Breathing that same air for the past 10 minutes was already FTW.
“We’re sorry to make you wait.” The prompter beep. “But we need an hour more to get you out. We’re sorry for the inconvenience.”
“What?!” Arian doesn’t mind really, but she needs to react somehow. No way would this end so soon.
“Wae?” Jungsoo asked her, he can’t understand fast English.
“1 more hour.” Arian repeated for him. He just shook his head and leaned back on the wall.
“Is there anything we can help you with?” The voice prompter asked, “And may we know your name and room numbers please, so we can inform your companions.”
Arian crawled near the lift buttons and pressed the talk button. “Arian, 1706. Look for Jowella.”
“Mwo?” Well, Jungsoo’s lost, really.
“Room number and name. They will tell your manager.” Arian explained slowly - still pressing the talk button.
“Ah.” Leeteuk kneeled and moved closer to her, “Jungsoo, room 1606. 1605 for Manager.”
“Ms. Arian from room 1706 and Mr. Wungsoo of room 1606. Is that correct?”
“It’ Jungsoo. JUNG-soo.”Arian emphasized.
“I’m sorry for that.” The voice prompter apologized and repeated their names and room numbers again. “Thank you.” The prompter died. They both sighed at the same time and went back to their old positions.
His room was just under their room…@#$%%^*&*. FML.
Thank you God. Thank you KPOP. Thank you fate. Thank you for my tired body that wanted to go sleep awhile ago. Thank you elevator…and the list go on for the Thank-You’s. She can just imagine a miniature Jungsoo in her hands as the trophy and she’s on a platform….
She just love how luck and fate collides. Sighs…
She looked at him. His eyes were closed. STARING MODE ON!
She tried to take in all she could, every feature - maybe even every hair on his almost perfect face. *sigh* She’s no longer sleepy and she’s currently in the situation every ELF would pay for. She watched as he breathes peacefully. Is he really asleep? He looks tired, not much make-up and she can see light-dark circles around his eyes. Poor Teukie. Don’t work hard too much - I’m not a burden for our future.
And the sleeping angel opened his eyes. This startled Arian and surprising herself, she just continued staring and smiled. He already knows I’m a fan, weird or not, I’ll do what I WANT to do. HAHAHA. AJA!
Jungsoo bowed slightly then sat back straight. “Do you want to play a game?”
A game? “Game?” She asked, of course, that means more skin ship right? “Sure.”
~TO BE CONTINUED~
STUCK with ‘THE DUCK’ Pt 2 http://pardonmygrammar.livejournal.com/6290.html
~START~
Arian’s a stalker.
Well, that’s what you call a person following another person because of obsession. But she’s not obsessed - it’s merely an over-the-top admiration/infatuation and she’s basically ONLY waiting for her idols to grace them with their presence. You see, it’s pretty NORMAL - in the KPOP FANGIRLING WORLD.
The guards and staffs at the hotel should be paid double for the next couple of days - FANGIRLS were everywhere. They’re on the lobby, elevator, every floor, basement… just everywhere, and having all these HYPER-Active-Sugar-Rushed fed FANGIRLS were a handful. Still, they’re guests.
Who wouldn’t be excited? Super Junior’s in the house. Yup. 11 OF THEM. The FANGIRLS were breathing the same air that the boys were breathing. The same air pollution of Manila, the same air-condition of the hotel, sigh…
Arian’s been a fan girl just about everything - so you can expect her to be calmer than the rest (just don’t surprise her!). She’s been a fanatic of basketball, F4, etc… so she knows how it works: Don’t be just another screaming fan.
She and her friends have been waiting in the lobby for quite some time now. It was right after the concert (SPA-dsfnlajfnlajflksajfdsald-ZZ) and they decided to wait in the lobby, ignoring their tired and sleepy body. They can feel somebody will come down - she certainly hopes it‘s the leader though. YUP. LEETEUK. That angel. That duck. Whichever - he’s the only man of her dreams, day and night.
She can’t freaking get enough of him, though she had skin ships with him during the concert, still not enough… but then again her energy’s really draining. If it’s only possible to sleep on a standing position, she would be snoring right now. Giving up, she bid goodnight to her friends and headed for the lifts. The lifts were too slow tonight though, if only their room was not on the 17th floor, she’d definitely climb the stairs.
And here’s what happened next: a lift opened, bouncers came out and 2 familiar figures were in the middle. “OH!” that was all she can say. Heechul and Henry busily talking with each other. She was brushed off immediately by the bouncers and she can’t see much - you see, she’s not that tall. Tall enough for high school - but she’s way passed that level, years ago.
Then she heard screams - Kiddie Fan Girls screaming. Aish, they should really know how to calm down to get more of them. She thought. No more stalking for me.
Luckily, the lift that Heechul and Henry left was still open. She went in - half-dead - and pushed the 17th button. She was surprised to see that the 16th button was also lighted. She just realized there’s another guy in the lift. (Blaming the blurry vision out of tiredness.) He had his head lowered and covered with a scarf and baseball cap. He’s wearing white long-sleeves, faded jeans, and black boots. Amazingly, she can still observe him with her brain working enough to bring her back to the room.
Maybe, one of their staffs. Arian thought. She yawned and covered her face with both of her hands. She blinked a few times and stared at the counter - 8th floor… What the heck, these elevators aren’t supposed to be slow.
Wadda Ef! And these elevators were not supposed to stop!
The lift jerked a little and stopped moving. The last number they saw on the floor counter was 12. The guy beside him sighed and pushed the emergency button as she was about to reach for it too. ZAP! They’re fingers touched, but she pulled hers back quickly. Well, there was a tingling sensation- I hope this is one of the cute Oppas or a handsome Ahjussi…
“Hello? Hello?” He said loudly.
“We’re sorry for the inconvenience. We’ll get you out as soon as possible.” The voice from the prompter said, “How many are you in the lift, Sir?”
“Huh?” Scarf Boy asked. He got almost his whole face covered really.
“Two.” Arian answered for him. Scarf Boy looked side ways then repeated what she said.
“Two.” He said, “One child.”
Whadddda? Arian stared at him but too tired to argue. What ever, need to be nice, he’s an SME employee. He takes care of our boys…
“Thank you. We’ll take you out as soon as possible. Again, we are sorry for the inconvenience.” The prompter beep.
Arian leaned back on the glass wall and let out another yawn. Great, just great. She sat on the cold floor and leaned on the mirrored wall, staring at the door. At least I’m stuck with a SME employee.
Scarf Boy copied her and yawned as well and she can’t help but let out a chuckle for the sound of his yawn was really cute. She then closed her eyes, tired, tired, tired.
“Excuse me.”
Her eyes shot opened and looked at the guy beside him. He’s offering some candies, su----weet. Not all SME employees are snob, eh? She took one from his hand.
“Thank you.”
“Welcome.”
She opened the Korean-candy and ate it. Really sweet. She stretched out her legs on the floor. Better get myself comfortable. If she was alone she’d definitely sprawled out.
“How long? You think?” Scarf Boy trying to start a conversation, with his familiar voice and funny accent, all right talk with him.
“I don’t know…ummm…moola.” Arian answered, trying to use her basic knowledge in Hangeul.
“OH! Hangeul!” and he said more words in Korean that she can’t understand.
“No, No.” She raised her hands up and waved it. “Basic only.”
“Oh.” He stopped. By this time, Arian can see few skins from his face. Familiar. She then stretched out her arms up to help her wake up. The candy helped a little.
Scarf Boy said something in Korean. He took out his phone, “Aish. Dead.”
Arian took out her phone too, well, it’s dead as well. No batteries.
SILENCE.
“How old are you?” He broke the ice. Curious much?
“Wae?” She looked at him. She’s thinking if she should just go with the flow of being a ‘child’.
“You look like a child, you should be sleeping early.” He said, surprisingly, with a sincere tone.
Arian laughed. Loud. And this made Scarf Boy tilt his head. She can’t help it, whatever sleep she’ll do - she won’t grow.
“Wae?!” He exclaimed.
“Nothing.” She breathed, “ I-I’m 25 already.” Then laughed again.
“Woah!” He said and laughed a familiar laugh that Arian would recognize anytime, anywhere…
No way! She thought - her heart beating fast, more like wildly. What kind of a fan would she be if she didn’t know her IDOL’s basics, like, the way they laugh? Eoddoke? How to confirm?
“I’m Arian.” She offered her hand, “Arian-imnida.”
Scarf Boy looked at her hands for a couple of seconds before taking it. “Jungsoo-imnida.” He shook her hand lightly before releasing it.
Soft hands. Arian took back her hand. Jungsoo. My Jungsoo? SKINSHIP!
As if answering her mind-boggling question, Jungsoo took off his cap and showed the perfect brownish hair, and smiling eyes. (PALPITATING). Then loosened his scarf and showed his pouty, reddish, thin, kissable (and more adjectives) LIPS.
#$()$%^#@%#@ She’s got a million words per minute running in her mind - all mixed up and jumbled.
“Leeteuk.” She piped - with a high note, take note.
Like a movie played in slow motion: Jungsoo smiled, flipped his hair, and showed his dimples. What an angel. Sigh~
“You know me?” He asked with a not-so-surprised tone. Arian nodded. Well, they were just like that -looking at each other. Arian’s eyes were rounded while Jungsoo’s eyes were smiling. It’s a given - like his eyes were made to smile always.
“You like Super Junior?” Jungsoo asked carefully. Arian nodded.
“Ummm… fan?” Arian nodded.
“*something in Korean*” Arian nodded.
Jungsoo laughed.
“Wait. What?!” Arian’s back.
“Nothing.” Jungsoo laughed louder. Such a musical tone.
From this moment on, Arian’s flying.
“Who’s your favorite?” Jungsoo smiled. Is this a talk show? And shouldn’t I be the one doing the questioning?
“Leeteuk-Oppa.” Oppa. Yes, I just said that.
“Me?!” Leeteuk exclaimed. “Oh, Kamsahamnida. Tenk yu.”
You guessed right: Arian nodded.
“Wae?” He then asked, straightening his legs too. “Why like me?”
“Wae not?” Arian raised an eyebrow, “I mean, why not?”
He just shrugged - still his smile plastered on his face.
“Hmmm…” Arian wanted to answer him, but what would the best word? Well, nobody really expected to be in a situation like this. This only happens on TV novelas or just a person’s imagination. “You---“
Jungsoo looked at her expectantly. (MORE HEART FLUTTERING!)
“You’re an angel.” She continued. Right.
“Oh, Kamsahamnida.” Jungsoo bowed his head slightly. “Kamsahe-“
“…and a duck.” She added. Duck? Did I just say that? Wae? WAe? WAE?
“Mwo?!” Jungsoo was surprised as her.
“Duck.” Why did I just repeat that?! “It’s a compliment. Good thing! Your lips, pouty. Cute.” Good save, huh?
“Ahhh.” Jungsoo nodded and laughed quietly. And for Pete’s sake (whoever Pete is!) he ruffled her hair. He touched her head. HE TOUCHED MY HEAD.
OMG. Should I say more stuff like this for more skin ship? She touched her head where Jungsoo’s hands were a few seconds ago. Really, how do you deal with situations like this?
She looks like a kid, and acts like one now. How would her friends deal with this? The Hot Momma: can do anything. The Blabber: can say anything. And the rest might know what to do. Well I know what to do really, but I wasn’t ready.
And yeah, Jungsoo can freaking understand and converse in English. %$^$%^$#@
She looked at him and saw Jungsoo’s eyes were starting to get droopy. Should she make him stay up - this is a freaking ONCE IN A LIFE TIME OPPURTUNITY! Stuck with Jungsoo! Stuck with the DUCK! Or should she just stare at him while sleeping…? Either way, it’s a win-win. Breathing that same air for the past 10 minutes was already FTW.
“We’re sorry to make you wait.” The prompter beep. “But we need an hour more to get you out. We’re sorry for the inconvenience.”
“What?!” Arian doesn’t mind really, but she needs to react somehow. No way would this end so soon.
“Wae?” Jungsoo asked her, he can’t understand fast English.
“1 more hour.” Arian repeated for him. He just shook his head and leaned back on the wall.
“Is there anything we can help you with?” The voice prompter asked, “And may we know your name and room numbers please, so we can inform your companions.”
Arian crawled near the lift buttons and pressed the talk button. “Arian, 1706. Look for Jowella.”
“Mwo?” Well, Jungsoo’s lost, really.
“Room number and name. They will tell your manager.” Arian explained slowly - still pressing the talk button.
“Ah.” Leeteuk kneeled and moved closer to her, “Jungsoo, room 1606. 1605 for Manager.”
“Ms. Arian from room 1706 and Mr. Wungsoo of room 1606. Is that correct?”
“It’ Jungsoo. JUNG-soo.”Arian emphasized.
“I’m sorry for that.” The voice prompter apologized and repeated their names and room numbers again. “Thank you.” The prompter died. They both sighed at the same time and went back to their old positions.
His room was just under their room…@#$%%^*&*. FML.
Thank you God. Thank you KPOP. Thank you fate. Thank you for my tired body that wanted to go sleep awhile ago. Thank you elevator…and the list go on for the Thank-You’s. She can just imagine a miniature Jungsoo in her hands as the trophy and she’s on a platform….
She just love how luck and fate collides. Sighs…
She looked at him. His eyes were closed. STARING MODE ON!
She tried to take in all she could, every feature - maybe even every hair on his almost perfect face. *sigh* She’s no longer sleepy and she’s currently in the situation every ELF would pay for. She watched as he breathes peacefully. Is he really asleep? He looks tired, not much make-up and she can see light-dark circles around his eyes. Poor Teukie. Don’t work hard too much - I’m not a burden for our future.
And the sleeping angel opened his eyes. This startled Arian and surprising herself, she just continued staring and smiled. He already knows I’m a fan, weird or not, I’ll do what I WANT to do. HAHAHA. AJA!
Jungsoo bowed slightly then sat back straight. “Do you want to play a game?”
A game? “Game?” She asked, of course, that means more skin ship right? “Sure.”
~TO BE CONTINUED~
STUCK with ‘THE DUCK’ Pt 2 http://pardonmygrammar.livejournal.com/6290.html