short fics
mostly for funsies!
Bad Dialogue Challenge
Sunggyu glances hurriedly at the bathroom door. "Hyoan-hyung," he begs. "Seriously, the toilet's broken for good. None of us can fix it!"
"Have you tried the plunger?"
Sunggyu rolls his eyes. "We've tried everything that won't cause it to explode. Drain-o max, lime descaler..." He can hear Hyoan sigh over the phone, a big crackly noise.
"Sorry, but I'm looking at our funds, and we just don't have the funds to call over a plumber. You'll have to wait until the first of the next month."
"Hyung, we can't wait that long--"
"You were born to be a leader, Sunggyu-ssi. Think of it as your personal apocalypse."
“No! Hyung," Sunggyu says, and his voice drops to a whisper. "This can't go on, fear will spread like wildfire."
Hyoan hangs up on him. Sunggyu stares at his cell. He gulps.
"Hey, what's that on your face?" Sunggu turns. It's Hoya coming out of his room, looking remarkably perky.
"Oh, nothing. Just dread and trepidation, that's all," he says, and laughs weakly. "Communication's been cut off. We're on our own."
Hoya narrows his eyes. "I've had enough," he mutters. "Woohyun was the one who keeps clogging the toilet. I'll make sure he never eats meat again!"
"No!" Sunggyu leaps in front of Woohyun's door. "No."
"No?" Hoya asks skeptically.
"No," Sunggyu says, thinking rapidly. "I have... bigger plans for you."
Woohyun opens the door and walks out of his room, startling both of them. "You're feeling it right now, aren't you?" he stretches and smiles, taking in a deep breath. "That feeling creeping up your spine, telling you you've fallen into a trap and there's no escape!"
"No, that's just your hand."
"Ouch," Woohyun says and whistles. "Open mouth, insert foot, huh?" He walks off down the hall, scratching his head.
Hoya eyes Woohyun. "The lone warrior is the strongest," he says, and the threat behind the warning is obvious.
"He's not worth fighting," Sunggyu says desperately. "Not like this. He's still in his PJs!"
Name Challenge
"I thought we were going to start a fire," Sungyeol said.
"Not just yet," Sunggyu replied, and kicked at a leaf. For a summer trip, it was still too early in the season. It hadn't been Woohyun's idea, exactly, but everybody knew his habitual overexcitement had something to do with the timing of their outing. Not that anybody was complaining, though; they were glad to have a break, even if they still had to go filming.
"I'm cold," Dongwoo said. The edges of his sleeves barely reached his elbow. Everyone sighed and Sungjong wrapped his hands around Dongwoo's arm, rubbing the warmth back in.
3 sentence challenge
The walls of the compartment were covered in chocolate frogs swarming and ribbeting about. They weren't at all like the frogs Myungsoo used to catch back home for eating, but they were the most familiar thing around, so he had opened an entire pack and let them loose, and now chocolate was smeared on the seats and the windowpanes. He closed his eyes and shuffled the collectible cards in his hands, his very first set ever.
5-10 sentence challenge
myungsoo smiles, fresh off the set, and still readjusting his hair, even as he leans in for a quick kiss. they're alone in a hallway, so sungyeol reciprocates. myungsoo lets him sidle in closer, but the moment sungyeol presses their hips together, myungsoo pulls away, blushing, and mumbles something about not ruining his stage makeup. sungyeol lets his breath escape in a slow hiss as he watches myungsoo walk off, his gait just a little awkward, trying to hide his erection. he hears a slow whistle from the door, and myungsoo almost trips while turning the corner.
"ass," sungyeol says to hoya. hoya ignores him, squinting through his eyeliner. "what, you couldn't have let him just walk off?" and he punches hoya in the arm, for good measure.
hoya looks at him askance. "excuse me?" he asks. "don't take out your sexual frustration on me."
"then stop scaring him off!" sungyeol snaps, and he's shocked at how loudly it echoes.
hoya grunts and turns to leave. "i don't know about that," he says. "looks like you're the one scaring him off, not me."
1 Sentence Drabble
Sunggyu opens the door and says, “this is where we do private practice,” and Woohyun raises an eyebrow so Sunggyu takes a peek inside; Dongwoo’s rolling on the floor, red-faced and gasping with tears streaming down his cheeks, and Sunggyu wants to help because he looks like he might be suffocating, but Hoya, also inside, raises a finger to his lips and mouths “ab practice” and holds up a canister labeled LAUGHING GAS, so Sunggyu nods and shuts the door, leading Woohyun further down the hallway: “and here on the left is our recording studio…”
Bad Dialogue Challenge
Sunggyu glances hurriedly at the bathroom door. "Hyoan-hyung," he begs. "Seriously, the toilet's broken for good. None of us can fix it!"
"Have you tried the plunger?"
Sunggyu rolls his eyes. "We've tried everything that won't cause it to explode. Drain-o max, lime descaler..." He can hear Hyoan sigh over the phone, a big crackly noise.
"Sorry, but I'm looking at our funds, and we just don't have the funds to call over a plumber. You'll have to wait until the first of the next month."
"Hyung, we can't wait that long--"
"You were born to be a leader, Sunggyu-ssi. Think of it as your personal apocalypse."
“No! Hyung," Sunggyu says, and his voice drops to a whisper. "This can't go on, fear will spread like wildfire."
Hyoan hangs up on him. Sunggyu stares at his cell. He gulps.
"Hey, what's that on your face?" Sunggu turns. It's Hoya coming out of his room, looking remarkably perky.
"Oh, nothing. Just dread and trepidation, that's all," he says, and laughs weakly. "Communication's been cut off. We're on our own."
Hoya narrows his eyes. "I've had enough," he mutters. "Woohyun was the one who keeps clogging the toilet. I'll make sure he never eats meat again!"
"No!" Sunggyu leaps in front of Woohyun's door. "No."
"No?" Hoya asks skeptically.
"No," Sunggyu says, thinking rapidly. "I have... bigger plans for you."
Woohyun opens the door and walks out of his room, startling both of them. "You're feeling it right now, aren't you?" he stretches and smiles, taking in a deep breath. "That feeling creeping up your spine, telling you you've fallen into a trap and there's no escape!"
"No, that's just your hand."
"Ouch," Woohyun says and whistles. "Open mouth, insert foot, huh?" He walks off down the hall, scratching his head.
Hoya eyes Woohyun. "The lone warrior is the strongest," he says, and the threat behind the warning is obvious.
"He's not worth fighting," Sunggyu says desperately. "Not like this. He's still in his PJs!"
Name Challenge
"I thought we were going to start a fire," Sungyeol said.
"Not just yet," Sunggyu replied, and kicked at a leaf. For a summer trip, it was still too early in the season. It hadn't been Woohyun's idea, exactly, but everybody knew his habitual overexcitement had something to do with the timing of their outing. Not that anybody was complaining, though; they were glad to have a break, even if they still had to go filming.
"I'm cold," Dongwoo said. The edges of his sleeves barely reached his elbow. Everyone sighed and Sungjong wrapped his hands around Dongwoo's arm, rubbing the warmth back in.
3 sentence challenge
The walls of the compartment were covered in chocolate frogs swarming and ribbeting about. They weren't at all like the frogs Myungsoo used to catch back home for eating, but they were the most familiar thing around, so he had opened an entire pack and let them loose, and now chocolate was smeared on the seats and the windowpanes. He closed his eyes and shuffled the collectible cards in his hands, his very first set ever.
5-10 sentence challenge
myungsoo smiles, fresh off the set, and still readjusting his hair, even as he leans in for a quick kiss. they're alone in a hallway, so sungyeol reciprocates. myungsoo lets him sidle in closer, but the moment sungyeol presses their hips together, myungsoo pulls away, blushing, and mumbles something about not ruining his stage makeup. sungyeol lets his breath escape in a slow hiss as he watches myungsoo walk off, his gait just a little awkward, trying to hide his erection. he hears a slow whistle from the door, and myungsoo almost trips while turning the corner.
"ass," sungyeol says to hoya. hoya ignores him, squinting through his eyeliner. "what, you couldn't have let him just walk off?" and he punches hoya in the arm, for good measure.
hoya looks at him askance. "excuse me?" he asks. "don't take out your sexual frustration on me."
"then stop scaring him off!" sungyeol snaps, and he's shocked at how loudly it echoes.
hoya grunts and turns to leave. "i don't know about that," he says. "looks like you're the one scaring him off, not me."
1 Sentence Drabble
Sunggyu opens the door and says, “this is where we do private practice,” and Woohyun raises an eyebrow so Sunggyu takes a peek inside; Dongwoo’s rolling on the floor, red-faced and gasping with tears streaming down his cheeks, and Sunggyu wants to help because he looks like he might be suffocating, but Hoya, also inside, raises a finger to his lips and mouths “ab practice” and holds up a canister labeled LAUGHING GAS, so Sunggyu nods and shuts the door, leading Woohyun further down the hallway: “and here on the left is our recording studio…”