Between the Walls (end)
Title: Between the Walls (end)
AKA what would have happened if i had a brain enough to finish writing this
in light of the weird shit going on right now, i remembered i should do something about this.
this is for anyone reading any of my old work here since i took a giant break last winter. basically, i needed the break and in returning to finish this the past few months was like well...fuck my life...i have a hard enough time stringing along the random things i've written rn for fun /o\ and i'm going to explain wth would have happened if i could find it in my brain to write this
here's some of the continuation i wrote before i said, kali you utter flop you slap yourself with a fish
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Himchan looked everywhere but to his left where Yongguk was sitting. Daehyun sat across from him next to Yoo Youngjae. He held his hands together in his lap out of fear that a hand would accidently slip and hit someone across the face. Who was he kidding he wasn’t physically confrontational. Instead, he was holding his hands in his lap to give him a sense of togetherness, which he was lacking at the moment.
The plate of pasta in front of him didn’t look as appetizing as he’d been hoping.
“So, I heard that there’s going to be a work outing at some hall this year, with food and everything. You two going?” Daehyun asked.
“That’s for clients also,” Yongguk said, “it’s our seasonal thank you party.”
Himchan unclasped his hands and picked up his fork, “I haven’t heard about it.”
“It’s for the sales staff,” said Yongguk firmly.
“You get a plus one,” Daehyun countered. He smiled and his eyelids dipped down in a way that made Himchan believe he was up to something. “You should ask Himchan hyung to go if you don’t have a date he loves free food.”
Himchan wanted to stab Daehyun in the head with his fork.
“Does that mean I don’t get to go either?” asked Youngjae, dabbing at his mouth with his napkin. “How come sales staff gets all the good things?”
“Because we deal with people all day and you deal with numbers Youngjae.”
Their young server with bleached blond hair came back to their table with a basket of complimentary bread slices. Himchan shoved a forkful of pasta in his mouth. Oh, to be young and carefree again.
“Is there anything else I can get for you?” The server asked. He looked a bit rushed with the lunch orders and Himchan didn’t feel like asking for extra cheese on his pasta anymore.
“No thank you.” Himchan waved the boy off before turning back to Daehyun and opening his mouth. “Waiters are getting younger and younger these days.”
“No I think it’s just that you’re getting old.”
“Shut up.”
“When were you born again? Back when the dinosaurs were still roaming the earth?”
Himchan quietly fumed, “I will make you miserable later.”
“I’d like to see you try,” Daehyun sing-songed while buttering a piece of bread.
This was the worst lunch Himchan had had in a long time.
After work was done Himchan hurried to the bus stop in an attempt at making it home earlier to vegetate on his couch and forget everything he’d been through that day. He missed the earlier bus. It was pulling away just as Himchan was coming down the sidewalk.
He must be being punished for something he’d done in the past to deserve this absolutely horrible day. That morning his boss had dumped a pile of work on his desk and then took off work to go pick their kid up for who knows what, and then he’d ended up at lunch with nemesis Bang Yongguk. Himchan had sat right next to him and the man hadn’t even done so much as blinked at him.
So much for dating him since that ship sailed for the land of no return the night Himchan found out Yongguk was his next-door neighbor. He cursed loudly in his head in order to avoid the displeased looks of the fellow bus stop dwellers.
Why me, Himchan thought, wallowing in his own inner misery.
//
okay guys here's the inner monologue of my brain of how this shit would have gone down:
yongguk and himchan go to the party. himchan goes with daehyun after blackmailing him. each of them being a huge sour puss to each other and everyone else. they end up being seated next to each other at the dinner aspect of the party.
himchan spills wine 'on accident' over yongguk bc he can.
yongguk drops his dessert on himchan's crotch as payment for his crimes.
daehyun watches in horror bc he understands NOTHING. NOTHING.
they both go to the bathroom to clean up after and argue the whole time over who's being more childish.
by the time they return, the dinner has finished and daehyun has ditched himchan.
himchan's pressed bc daehyun was supposed to drive him home. yongguk cackles bc he overhears and offers himchan a ride home out of the goodness of his character.
himchan accepts, if only to not have to pay for a taxi.
yongguk goes to chat up some higher ups and leaves himchan to wait for another hour before saying they can go home. in the mean time, himchan's been talking to some friendly ladies about good places to shop.
lalalalalalala they head back in yongguk's car (keep in mind he's not that great of a driver), himchan fears for his life and they argue the whole time.
cue heated argument that follows them up the building and down the hallway about them lying to each other and everything they've done to each other in the past few weeks.
then yongguk snaps when himchan calls him a freak, and pushes him into his door. then there is a pause for a few seconds and then they make out against the door. somehow they get the door open and make out all around yongguk's apartment in that whole i'm really mad at you but fuck it attitude.
then they have non penetrative sex on yongguk's couch, while reconciling their differences.
yongguk offers to show himchan his toys, and himchan asks yongguk which one he'd like to use first.
because the moral of this story is that himchan dominates yongguk.
THE END
you might say, if you can come up with that, why can't you write it?
IDK i already said i'm a flop let's leave it at that
AKA what would have happened if i had a brain enough to finish writing this
in light of the weird shit going on right now, i remembered i should do something about this.
this is for anyone reading any of my old work here since i took a giant break last winter. basically, i needed the break and in returning to finish this the past few months was like well...fuck my life...i have a hard enough time stringing along the random things i've written rn for fun /o\ and i'm going to explain wth would have happened if i could find it in my brain to write this
here's some of the continuation i wrote before i said, kali you utter flop you slap yourself with a fish
//
Himchan looked everywhere but to his left where Yongguk was sitting. Daehyun sat across from him next to Yoo Youngjae. He held his hands together in his lap out of fear that a hand would accidently slip and hit someone across the face. Who was he kidding he wasn’t physically confrontational. Instead, he was holding his hands in his lap to give him a sense of togetherness, which he was lacking at the moment.
The plate of pasta in front of him didn’t look as appetizing as he’d been hoping.
“So, I heard that there’s going to be a work outing at some hall this year, with food and everything. You two going?” Daehyun asked.
“That’s for clients also,” Yongguk said, “it’s our seasonal thank you party.”
Himchan unclasped his hands and picked up his fork, “I haven’t heard about it.”
“It’s for the sales staff,” said Yongguk firmly.
“You get a plus one,” Daehyun countered. He smiled and his eyelids dipped down in a way that made Himchan believe he was up to something. “You should ask Himchan hyung to go if you don’t have a date he loves free food.”
Himchan wanted to stab Daehyun in the head with his fork.
“Does that mean I don’t get to go either?” asked Youngjae, dabbing at his mouth with his napkin. “How come sales staff gets all the good things?”
“Because we deal with people all day and you deal with numbers Youngjae.”
Their young server with bleached blond hair came back to their table with a basket of complimentary bread slices. Himchan shoved a forkful of pasta in his mouth. Oh, to be young and carefree again.
“Is there anything else I can get for you?” The server asked. He looked a bit rushed with the lunch orders and Himchan didn’t feel like asking for extra cheese on his pasta anymore.
“No thank you.” Himchan waved the boy off before turning back to Daehyun and opening his mouth. “Waiters are getting younger and younger these days.”
“No I think it’s just that you’re getting old.”
“Shut up.”
“When were you born again? Back when the dinosaurs were still roaming the earth?”
Himchan quietly fumed, “I will make you miserable later.”
“I’d like to see you try,” Daehyun sing-songed while buttering a piece of bread.
This was the worst lunch Himchan had had in a long time.
After work was done Himchan hurried to the bus stop in an attempt at making it home earlier to vegetate on his couch and forget everything he’d been through that day. He missed the earlier bus. It was pulling away just as Himchan was coming down the sidewalk.
He must be being punished for something he’d done in the past to deserve this absolutely horrible day. That morning his boss had dumped a pile of work on his desk and then took off work to go pick their kid up for who knows what, and then he’d ended up at lunch with nemesis Bang Yongguk. Himchan had sat right next to him and the man hadn’t even done so much as blinked at him.
So much for dating him since that ship sailed for the land of no return the night Himchan found out Yongguk was his next-door neighbor. He cursed loudly in his head in order to avoid the displeased looks of the fellow bus stop dwellers.
Why me, Himchan thought, wallowing in his own inner misery.
//
okay guys here's the inner monologue of my brain of how this shit would have gone down:
yongguk and himchan go to the party. himchan goes with daehyun after blackmailing him. each of them being a huge sour puss to each other and everyone else. they end up being seated next to each other at the dinner aspect of the party.
himchan spills wine 'on accident' over yongguk bc he can.
yongguk drops his dessert on himchan's crotch as payment for his crimes.
daehyun watches in horror bc he understands NOTHING. NOTHING.
they both go to the bathroom to clean up after and argue the whole time over who's being more childish.
by the time they return, the dinner has finished and daehyun has ditched himchan.
himchan's pressed bc daehyun was supposed to drive him home. yongguk cackles bc he overhears and offers himchan a ride home out of the goodness of his character.
himchan accepts, if only to not have to pay for a taxi.
yongguk goes to chat up some higher ups and leaves himchan to wait for another hour before saying they can go home. in the mean time, himchan's been talking to some friendly ladies about good places to shop.
lalalalalalala they head back in yongguk's car (keep in mind he's not that great of a driver), himchan fears for his life and they argue the whole time.
cue heated argument that follows them up the building and down the hallway about them lying to each other and everything they've done to each other in the past few weeks.
then yongguk snaps when himchan calls him a freak, and pushes him into his door. then there is a pause for a few seconds and then they make out against the door. somehow they get the door open and make out all around yongguk's apartment in that whole i'm really mad at you but fuck it attitude.
then they have non penetrative sex on yongguk's couch, while reconciling their differences.
yongguk offers to show himchan his toys, and himchan asks yongguk which one he'd like to use first.
because the moral of this story is that himchan dominates yongguk.
THE END
you might say, if you can come up with that, why can't you write it?
IDK i already said i'm a flop let's leave it at that