The Social Network (oneshot)
Title: The Social Network
Pairing: Gen
Rating: G
Word Count: 610
Warnings: None
Summary: Gwangchul finds a way to make his day awesome.
Notes: A stupid little Valentine's Day present for gwangchul. ♥
The only light in Gwangchul's bedroom when he steps through the door is the eerie glow of his computer screen. The clock on his nightstand reads two in the morning and he yawns just looking at it, tossing his jacket onto his bed and rolling his shoulders.
Valentine's Day had been a bust. He'd spent all day with the usual people, doing the usual stupid things he usually liked to do. By the time dinner rolled around, he'd been labeled the Most Boring Person Ever by his friends, and he spent the rest of the night sulking while they serenaded each other during noraebang. All he could think about was getting back to his room, his computer, his bed. Valentine's Day wasn't a day for people with no one to celebrate with.
Settling down at his computer, he clicks through his friends' cyworlds and admires the pictures they've already uploaded. Luckily there are none of him. With a heavy sigh he logs onto Twitter and glances over his timeline. Nothing for him there, either. He tries to think of something annoying to tweet to Injoon, but comes up blank. He's tempted to try and flirt with Jihae, but she's probably too busy.
Everyone is just too damn busy. He sighs and digs his cell out of his pocket. Scrolling through the numbers, he mentally checks them all off as "probably asleep," "definitely asleep and will kill me," "too busy," or something along those lines.
Then he comes to one number, near the bottom and oddly tempting to Gwangchul's half-asleep mind. Grinning, he types out a text message and hits send:
To: Jisang
Hyung... Happy Valentine's Day keke
He flips the phone shut and tosses it on his bed with a quiet chuckle to himself. He pulls off his t-shirt and rifles through his drawer for a clean one when his chipper ring-tone alerts him to the reply.
To: Gwangchul
Go to bed
An evil laugh dies in his throat as he abandons his search for clothing in favor of belly-flopping onto his bed.
To: Jisang
I miss you... keke
The next reply comes just as quickly as the first.
To: Gwangchul
Do you not sleep...
To: Jisang
Only old people are asleep right now!!! Are you old hyung hehe
To: Gwangchul
I am very old and want to sleep
To: Jisang
Hyung~~~~ ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
The silence that follows is cold and frustrating. Gwangchul flops over onto his back and glares at his screening, willing a text to come which he knows will not.
"Big idiot," he mutters. "I know you miss me." With that, he shoves his phone into his pocket and rolls off of the bed. Twitter is still fairly dead when he sits back down at the computer, but a thought hits him as he notices that Injoon is online.
To: Jisang
keke... I told Injoon you miss him
And that gets him the reply he's been wanting:
To: Gwangchul
Don't lie
To: Jisang
This is why you should get Twitter
To: Gwangchul
SHIN GWANGCHUL!!!!!!
Bent over his keyboard in silent laughter, he types as best as he can:
@InJun0309 Yang-ga hurry hurry, Jisangie-hyung is yelling at me.
A text comes a moment later:
To: Gwangchul
Twitter is hard don't make me join...
To: Jisang
Hyunmin just called you penniless kekekeke
To: Gwangchul
...
He never really tells Injoon the incriminating message and finally, five minutes later he lets Jisang go to sleep after promising to get some time off work to meet up. Feeling completely satisfied with his day, Gwangchul stretches out across his bed, over his abandoned t-shirt and jacket and all, and thanks God for social networking sites.
- The tweets to Injoon/Hyunmin mentioned actually did happen today.
- If you're curious as to why Gwangchul calls Injoon "yannga".
Pairing: Gen
Rating: G
Word Count: 610
Warnings: None
Summary: Gwangchul finds a way to make his day awesome.
Notes: A stupid little Valentine's Day present for gwangchul. ♥
The only light in Gwangchul's bedroom when he steps through the door is the eerie glow of his computer screen. The clock on his nightstand reads two in the morning and he yawns just looking at it, tossing his jacket onto his bed and rolling his shoulders.
Valentine's Day had been a bust. He'd spent all day with the usual people, doing the usual stupid things he usually liked to do. By the time dinner rolled around, he'd been labeled the Most Boring Person Ever by his friends, and he spent the rest of the night sulking while they serenaded each other during noraebang. All he could think about was getting back to his room, his computer, his bed. Valentine's Day wasn't a day for people with no one to celebrate with.
Settling down at his computer, he clicks through his friends' cyworlds and admires the pictures they've already uploaded. Luckily there are none of him. With a heavy sigh he logs onto Twitter and glances over his timeline. Nothing for him there, either. He tries to think of something annoying to tweet to Injoon, but comes up blank. He's tempted to try and flirt with Jihae, but she's probably too busy.
Everyone is just too damn busy. He sighs and digs his cell out of his pocket. Scrolling through the numbers, he mentally checks them all off as "probably asleep," "definitely asleep and will kill me," "too busy," or something along those lines.
Then he comes to one number, near the bottom and oddly tempting to Gwangchul's half-asleep mind. Grinning, he types out a text message and hits send:
To: Jisang
Hyung... Happy Valentine's Day keke
He flips the phone shut and tosses it on his bed with a quiet chuckle to himself. He pulls off his t-shirt and rifles through his drawer for a clean one when his chipper ring-tone alerts him to the reply.
To: Gwangchul
Go to bed
An evil laugh dies in his throat as he abandons his search for clothing in favor of belly-flopping onto his bed.
To: Jisang
I miss you... keke
The next reply comes just as quickly as the first.
To: Gwangchul
Do you not sleep...
To: Jisang
Only old people are asleep right now!!! Are you old hyung hehe
To: Gwangchul
I am very old and want to sleep
To: Jisang
Hyung~~~~ ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
The silence that follows is cold and frustrating. Gwangchul flops over onto his back and glares at his screening, willing a text to come which he knows will not.
"Big idiot," he mutters. "I know you miss me." With that, he shoves his phone into his pocket and rolls off of the bed. Twitter is still fairly dead when he sits back down at the computer, but a thought hits him as he notices that Injoon is online.
To: Jisang
keke... I told Injoon you miss him
And that gets him the reply he's been wanting:
To: Gwangchul
Don't lie
To: Jisang
This is why you should get Twitter
To: Gwangchul
SHIN GWANGCHUL!!!!!!
Bent over his keyboard in silent laughter, he types as best as he can:
@InJun0309 Yang-ga hurry hurry, Jisangie-hyung is yelling at me.
A text comes a moment later:
To: Gwangchul
Twitter is hard don't make me join...
To: Jisang
Hyunmin just called you penniless kekekeke
To: Gwangchul
...
He never really tells Injoon the incriminating message and finally, five minutes later he lets Jisang go to sleep after promising to get some time off work to meet up. Feeling completely satisfied with his day, Gwangchul stretches out across his bed, over his abandoned t-shirt and jacket and all, and thanks God for social networking sites.
- The tweets to Injoon/Hyunmin mentioned actually did happen today.
- If you're curious as to why Gwangchul calls Injoon "yannga".