teenfinite / woohyun + niel / 5
anonymous
June 27 2011, 04:23:12 UTC
Any other day, with anyone else, Daniel would make friendly conversation with those around him. Sometimes he'd catch their interest and reel them in with the elaborate thoughts and words that would spill from his mouth, and if he was really lucky, they'd stick around. On an unlucky day, the boy would be brushed off and placed aside for video games, with the explaination of, "You think too much, Ahn Daniel."
But Woohyun cherished the oddities in life.
Two halves of a whole, night after night they would discuss the 'why' and the 'how' through various mediums until inboxes were full and voices were strained. Ear to ear, they found themselves staring at the sky, silently gazing at the atmosphere above.
"Why are the stars so fixed?" Woohyun wondered out loud.
"They're moving." Daniel answered quickly, "We're all moving."
"Ah," the older boy rested his hand on his chest, "Like my heart."
Daniel snickered quietly and just continued to gaze upwards.
Re: teenfinite / woohyun + niel / 5
anonymous
June 27 2011, 04:37:24 UTC
I love how much characterization you fit into such a short piece, and I just like the idea of them together. The dialogue was really cute too (and corny oh Woohyun's end).
Woohyun, you cheesy guy, with your cheesy lines and cheesy grin. ♥
infinite, woohyun/myungsoo, prompt 4
anonymous
June 27 2011, 04:23:27 UTC
Myungsoo and his new roommate don't know each other very well. If Woohyun starts singing in the middle of the night, Myungsoo huddles under the covers and listens, letting the sound carry him to the land of dreams. Before he leaves in the morning and when he comes back in the evening, there's food waiting, covered and still warm. Myungsoo pays for the cable. Woohyun pays for the internet. They're rarely together for more than a few hours, since Myungsoo goes to school and Woohyun routinely disappears to do whatever it is he does
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Re: infinite, woohyun/myungsoo, prompt 4
anonymous
June 27 2011, 05:26:15 UTC
this needs some continuation in which woohyun makes myungsoo stop stressing and change his life course. and then they end up without cable or sth and myungsoo's like ":| i told you." lmao. or you know, it could go in a happy ending route too. either way, a continuation is in need!
To be precise, he feels like Sungyeol. This is probably a sign that they spend too much time together outside of their classes. lmao i love this. (and the whole thing in general, ofc!)
Re: infinite, woohyun/myungsoo, prompt 4
anonymous
June 27 2011, 05:35:49 UTC
ahhh anon, i just told myself this would be the first and last time i wrote infinite ;~; y u do dis...but i did have a plot bunny along those lines a couple months ago and that's where this came from, really. so... maybe i'll continue~
snsd, jessica-centric, prompt 4
anonymous
June 27 2011, 04:23:36 UTC
When her past comes back to haunt her, she remembers Tiffany's words.
"I'd put all my precious memories," Tiffany had said, her hands inches apart to show the extent of her memories, "in a box. Everything about mom, dad, mom and dad, me and mom, sis and mom, everything. Then I'd lock the box with this lock-and-key I'd stolen from dad, swallow the key, and place the box where no one could find it.
"And that would be it," she'd said, nodding. her face grim like the times when she wouldn't get Hyoyeon's jokes. "Lost in the deep, dark recesses of my world."
Donghae's face looks back at Jessica from her cellphone, almost burning her screen with that grin - stretched wide, two fingers tugging at both ends of his mouth - but it's Tiffany's face that flashes in her mind. And that would be it, she'd said.
"Okay, Donghae," Jessica breathes into the dark, thumb pressing against the tiny buttons as she makes her way into the images folder, "It's time to introduce you to a box."
victoria-centric
anonymous
June 27 2011, 04:27:37 UTC
Victoria keeps things. Movie ticket stubs, amusement park receipts, airplane tickets, accidental photographs that were inadvertently developed, a scrap of note paper with a newly learned word. She files them into photo albums with a little label, sorts them by date, by event, by person. She doesn't know when it started, but she has a feeling it might have something to do with losing her luggage on the way to the academy's dormitories and having to rebuild all her posessions from scratch, forgetting a little more about Qingdao every day she was away. By her third night there, she can't remember why she used to need that stuffed animal so much, because it's so much easier to sleep without something resting in the crook of her arm. She can't remember why she thought she'd need that photograph of her family, the one where they're standing on a monumental bridge and staring solemnly into the camera. She can't miss faces she can't remember. "What did you do back at home?" her classmates would smile, politely curious. And she would say, "I'm
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But Woohyun cherished the oddities in life.
Two halves of a whole, night after night they would discuss the 'why' and the 'how' through various mediums until inboxes were full and voices were strained. Ear to ear, they found themselves staring at the sky, silently gazing at the atmosphere above.
"Why are the stars so fixed?" Woohyun wondered out loud.
"They're moving." Daniel answered quickly, "We're all moving."
"Ah," the older boy rested his hand on his chest, "Like my heart."
Daniel snickered quietly and just continued to gaze upwards.
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Woohyun, you cheesy guy, with your cheesy lines and cheesy grin. ♥
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To be precise, he feels like Sungyeol. This is probably a sign that they spend too much time together outside of their classes. lmao i love this. (and the whole thing in general, ofc!)
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ty ty i had to throw sungyeol in somehow!
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"I'd put all my precious memories," Tiffany had said, her hands inches apart to show the extent of her memories, "in a box. Everything about mom, dad, mom and dad, me and mom, sis and mom, everything. Then I'd lock the box with this lock-and-key I'd stolen from dad, swallow the key, and place the box where no one could find it.
"And that would be it," she'd said, nodding. her face grim like the times when she wouldn't get Hyoyeon's jokes. "Lost in the deep, dark recesses of my world."
Donghae's face looks back at Jessica from her cellphone, almost burning her screen with that grin - stretched wide, two fingers tugging at both ends of his mouth - but it's Tiffany's face that flashes in her mind. And that would be it, she'd said.
"Okay, Donghae," Jessica breathes into the dark, thumb pressing against the tiny buttons as she makes her way into the images folder, "It's time to introduce you to a box."
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