Drabble Dump
not very organized, read @ your own risk.
jonghyun/jessica - domestic dreams
“I have this recurring dream about you Sica noona,” Jonghyun tells Jessica while he hangs his feet around her left leg before she has the chance to refute.
“And please, I beg you, tell me what it is.”
“I’d rather not, it’s kind of inappropriate.”
“Well great then, can you stop looking at me like you’re picturing me naked all the time then?”
Jonghyun retracts his leg and tucks it underneath his other one so that he’s cross-legged with his full attention on Jessica. The news is on the background but Jessica is having a hard time pretending to pay attention to it with Jonghyun acting so...childlike on the sofa.
“What? Is it a sex dream about me? Just say it already since you brought it up!”
“Nope!” Jonghyun shakes his head with an irritatingly adorable smile at play, before he comes close and whispers, “I have this dream where we’re married and we have two children, a large white house with a huge kitchen where you cook for me, and ]we own a Golden Retriever named ‘Romeo.’”
“Well that’s never going to happen,” says Jessica, turning the television off and snapping up off the sofa. “I hate dogs.”
“I’l say it’ll never happen - there’s no way in this world you’d ever be able to cook.”
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hyomin - being an idol sucks
Years from now, Hyomin is going to look back at her short-lived fame and laugh at the irony of all. She’s going to curl her toes in a warm bath with candles lit lavishly and she’s going to hold a photobook above the water frame so it doesn’t get soggy; of course. There’s going to be photos and memories and nostalgia of years past when - pictures of her and Jiwon, and then Boram, how could she have forgotten Boram?, that good old shortie - and then Hwayoung, ah from the good year, the good era it was supposed to be, and then she’ll flip a couple pages and get to a picture of her and the group with Yeoji and Maylee, or was that Sunhee? a couple pages more and Boram is gone, poor little short cute Boram with the sweetest nose, and Hwayoung is gone too, but there’s five new girls, Sosoo was her favorite back then, and then two girls are gone and so is Eunjung, tired Eunjung who didn’t know what happy meant anymore, and then three girls to take over - that one from Texas, Jenny who ruined it all, really, and then a couple of pictures of Hyomin in the hospital with the biggest cast known to mankind spread around her leg. sitting in bed, looking a lot older than she actually was. But she’s smiling big in those pictures, smiling big despite the fact that the doctors told her she was seriously maimed - dancing accident? No matter, no dancing for you, no more singing, no more acting. And just like that. Nothing. Hyomin will close the album and close her eyes - she’s going to smile again and play with the foamy soap until she gets a handful of bubbles and squeezes them with delight.
jonghyun/jessica - domestic dreams
“I have this recurring dream about you Sica noona,” Jonghyun tells Jessica while he hangs his feet around her left leg before she has the chance to refute.
“And please, I beg you, tell me what it is.”
“I’d rather not, it’s kind of inappropriate.”
“Well great then, can you stop looking at me like you’re picturing me naked all the time then?”
Jonghyun retracts his leg and tucks it underneath his other one so that he’s cross-legged with his full attention on Jessica. The news is on the background but Jessica is having a hard time pretending to pay attention to it with Jonghyun acting so...childlike on the sofa.
“What? Is it a sex dream about me? Just say it already since you brought it up!”
“Nope!” Jonghyun shakes his head with an irritatingly adorable smile at play, before he comes close and whispers, “I have this dream where we’re married and we have two children, a large white house with a huge kitchen where you cook for me, and ]we own a Golden Retriever named ‘Romeo.’”
“Well that’s never going to happen,” says Jessica, turning the television off and snapping up off the sofa. “I hate dogs.”
“I’l say it’ll never happen - there’s no way in this world you’d ever be able to cook.”
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hyomin - being an idol sucks
Years from now, Hyomin is going to look back at her short-lived fame and laugh at the irony of all. She’s going to curl her toes in a warm bath with candles lit lavishly and she’s going to hold a photobook above the water frame so it doesn’t get soggy; of course. There’s going to be photos and memories and nostalgia of years past when - pictures of her and Jiwon, and then Boram, how could she have forgotten Boram?, that good old shortie - and then Hwayoung, ah from the good year, the good era it was supposed to be, and then she’ll flip a couple pages and get to a picture of her and the group with Yeoji and Maylee, or was that Sunhee? a couple pages more and Boram is gone, poor little short cute Boram with the sweetest nose, and Hwayoung is gone too, but there’s five new girls, Sosoo was her favorite back then, and then two girls are gone and so is Eunjung, tired Eunjung who didn’t know what happy meant anymore, and then three girls to take over - that one from Texas, Jenny who ruined it all, really, and then a couple of pictures of Hyomin in the hospital with the biggest cast known to mankind spread around her leg. sitting in bed, looking a lot older than she actually was. But she’s smiling big in those pictures, smiling big despite the fact that the doctors told her she was seriously maimed - dancing accident? No matter, no dancing for you, no more singing, no more acting. And just like that. Nothing. Hyomin will close the album and close her eyes - she’s going to smile again and play with the foamy soap until she gets a handful of bubbles and squeezes them with delight.