some drabbles {ze:a/bigbang/b2st/f(x)/mblaq} ; je
some drabbles
ze:a, mblaq, bigbang, b2st, f(x) | highest is r | various pairings | fluff, romance, angst, slight!smut
Ripped
PG | SiKwang | ZE:A | angst
The ripped pants, the cute smile, and the happily ever after, the hole in the wall where they could talk when the rest of the world was asleep, staying up because they’re too afraid to go to sleep and wake to see the other gone. They hold hands, they give kisses, one hugs the other, and it’s perfect. It isn’t staged, the interactions seen on radio shows, member videos, performances and on broadcasts. Kwanghee whispers into the younger’s ear, smiling when he rolls his eyes, but the small smile on Siwan’s face tells him that he can continue. They sit on each other’s lap, watch movies together, and laugh when something funny happens. It seems as if nothing’s wrong.
“Continue,” his boss whispers into Siwan’s ear and he fidgets, “If this SiKwang thing continues, we’ll be winners.” Siwan nods, swallowing the lump in his throat and watching Kwanghee dance along with the music. Maybe it was staged.
Pretty Boy
PG | SiShik | ZE:A | fluff
Hyungshik is a pretty boy. He has a cute face, nice features, and he’s tall and has nice legs. He looks good in any outfit he’s put in, and his old ulzzang past comes out whenever he poses in front of the camera for a picture. He’s a completely different person. Hyungshik has the cutest smile and laugh, and he’s a great actor, a great singer, a great person. Hyungshik looks good right after a long practice, wearing nothing but work out pants and a wife-beater, his face sweaty and his hair falling into his eyes messily. Hyungshik looks good during a performance, all dolled up with make-up that everyone knows he doesn’t need, a determined stare in his eyes and a palpitating heartbeat. Hyungshik is cool, attractive, tall, sexy, and adorable all at once, the prince that everyone needs in their boy band. Siwan smiles, wrapping his arms around Hyungshik awkwardly, trying to be as close to him as possible.
Palms
PG-13 | TaeKwang | ZE:A | horror
Kwanghee slips in and out of consciousness, before finally opening his eyes and trying to sit up. It’s cold and he can’t lift up, because he’s chained to something by his legs, his waist, and by his hands. He screams, trying to wiggle out of the situation, but he doesn’t seem able to move. His breath quickens, his eyesight worsens, and he knows that his hair looks awful. Kwanghee couldn’t have woken up in a worse way. He licks his lips, before screaming again, wondering if the awkward sweat underneath his wrists will allow him the escape he needs.
“Hey, Kwanghee,” someone breathes beside him. He turns his head and sees Taehun, smiling a wide smile before leaning in and kissing Kwanghee’s hand, opening his palm and smirking.
“What are you going to do, you freak?!” Kwanghee shouts, knowing there was a reason why he left him. Taehun shrugs, revealing a knife and running down Kwanghee’s hand, drawing a thin strip of blood. He lifts his hand - where an identical scar glows.
Tickle
PG | KevShik | ZE:A | romance
Kevin wraps his arms around Hyungshik’s skinny body. He knows the camera’s on Dongjun and will be for a while (he’s saying that same, old story he does each time he gets the chance), so he can nuzzle his head into Hyungshik’s neck and kiss the small little bump there that only he knows. The spot he owns. Hyungshik moves away, giving him a hard stare, but it quickly softens and a smile breaks out onto his face.
“Hyung,” he says, poking the singer’s cheek, trying to return to listening to Dongjun. But Kevin returns, his fingers touching his hip bone and pressing down, forcing him to move with one, sharp jerk. He accidently kicks Minwoo, who looks up at him with pleading eyes, “You okay?”
Hyungshik nods and turns to give a glare at Kevin. The Australian smiles, lacing their fingers and turning back at the screen. The side-host smirks, having noticed the whole thing, and politely interrupts Dongjun.
“Hyungshik-sshi, Kevin? Care to explain?”
Red Lips
PG-13| KryLi | f(x) | romance
Her lips are red. It’s a glossy red color, one that you could compared to a cherry, a nice, big bright one that’s ready to be eaten. They’re smooth, by the years of wearing of Chap Stick and unlike her; she didn’t bite down on her lip ferociously to settle down her nerves. Her lips are perfectly tainted with the right amount of lipstick, no smudges, no faults, and no unevenness. She’s talented, and not just with her lipstick abilities. She holds a strawberry up to her lips, and softly bites in, the ‘crunch’ sounds running through her ears from across the room. The red lips are turned up in a cruel smile, one you would tie with an evil stepmother in a scary fairy-tale, the one that you hated but couldn’t deny because of the evil beauty that came with her. A small line of strawberry juice runs down her chin, and with a perfectly manicured finger she scoops it. She raises an eyebrow, “Yes, Sulli?”
Symbol
PG-13 | LunLi | f(x) | angst
The moon glows brightly, and Sulli’s face feels wet with tears. “I miss you,” she breathes into the night air, gripping the ends of her shirt, knowing full well that she’s ruining it. The stars are nothing like the moon, the world’s satellite pinning her down and staring at her with its large eye. Luna’s name came from the moon, she reminds herself. That’s why she had a moon in their first music video. Her words get caught into her throat and she coughs them off, wiping her face from the tears with an available sleeve. She shouldn’t have let her unnie walk away.
“You don’t love me, Sulli. I should stop this.” She simply walked away, walking into the waiting hands of another, and then another, and then another, and finally, she came back, or she was coming back, and Sulli’s throat was raw with tears and the moon punishes her for hating her favorite daughter.
Chocolate
R | VicLi | f(x) | slight smut
Sulli tastes like chocolate. The soft combination of sweet and the crashing smoothness on your tongue reminds you of sweets in the summer, chocolate bars split between friends. But Victoria knows she won’t be sharing this chocolate - it’s all her’s. Sulli closes her eyes, allowing Vic’s tongue to run down her thigh, giving out shuddering breaths as the hot tongue swirls around on the special spots that they now both know get her. Victoria smiles, slipping her hand up Sulli’s skirt and kisses the younger. The chocolate taste comes back to her and Victoria smiles, slipping her tongue between her parted lips, moving to Sulli’s movements. The younger slips a hand up her shirt and Victoria pulls away, her hair falling into the space between them, and the chocolate brown of Sulli’s eyes brings another lustful smile on the leader’s face.
Royalty
R | KryBer | f(x) | slight smut
She’s royalty. Amber has to remind herself every time Queen Krystal calls her to her room. She has to remind herself that anything in this ‘relationship’ of pulling and prodding and fingers is nothing but Krystal getting what she wants. Amber bites her tongue. She wants this, too, she tells herself. She’s wanted this for the longest time, back when she first arrived from Taiwan to ‘serve her’. She pushes the door open, swallowing hard, and watching as Queen Krystal smirked.
“Amber,” she coos, and stands up, closing the door behind Amber and bringing her to the bed. She kisses her, brushing her bare chest against Amber’s clothed one, and it’s then that Amber realizes that the queen isn’t wearing anything but underwear - and her small thong is barely underwear. Krystal’s smirk eliminates any thoughts going through the young Taiwanese girl, and the queen licks her jawline, her fingers slipping down Amber’s shorts, smirking at the wetness against her fingers.
“The bed waits,” she says, and Amber likes to run there.
Bullet
PG-13 | LunBer| f(x) | au!cop
Luna hated being a cop. She brushed her hair from her face, wondering why she hadn’t put it up in a ponytail like usual, and exhales, steadying her breath as she tries to catch up. She turns the corner, and smiles; a dead end. She levels her gun, advancing the runner. The boy turns around, his hat squishing most of his face, so that she can’t see much of him. She steps forwards, but then realizes that the person she’s seeing isn’t a male, but a female. Her haircut dips into her left eye, but her right is bloodshot and red. She’s panting, through her basketball jersey, her eyes on the ground and her knuckles are red, dripping blood. Glass cracks underneath Luna’s boots.
“Hands up!” she screams, and the girl obliges, her hands coated with blood as it runs down. Luna tries not to puke. The girl smirks when Luna lowers her gun, pressing against the brick and disappearing in the door that appears.
Gun
PG-13 | BaeRi | BIGBANG | au!mafia
Taeyang runs his hand through his hair, before pushing the door open and pushing his hand into his pocket. He feels the soft texture of the package against the rough texture of the jeans and exhales. It’s been a long road, getting this to this place. A lot of people had wanted it. He had fought himself through gangs and mobsters. He smiles, he’s happy that he got this far. Maybe he’ll finally get higher up on the scale, like how he has wanted since the beginning of this. A man waves him in, and he enters a small room, with a man carrying credit cards between his fingers.
“Taeyang, I see you’ve arrived. Do you have it, as I requested?” he asks, slowly rising from his desk. Taeyang fishes the box from his pocket and the man smiles, brushing his fingers against Taeyang’s palms. He smirks, kissing his cheek.
“Good boy.”
Rhyme
PG | TaeDae | BIGBANG | fluff
“I hate our pairing name,” Daesung says one day, looking over at his roommate. He scrolls down on the page, scanning the names given for the pairings. Taeyang looks up from the nutella jar, raising an eyebrow at his dongsaeng.
“What?” he asks, finishing spreading the chocolaty spread on the bread and walking over to where Daesung is sitting on the couch, biting into the crust and looking over Daesung’s shoulder.
“G-Ri, I get that. G-Dragon and Ri. And GTOP also makes sense, that’s their names, and they sound cute, too. But TaeDae, TaeSung, DaeYang? It sounds awful,” he comments, looking up and stealing a piece of Taeyang’s toast and humming at the chocolate taste. Taeyang laughs, ruffling Daesung’s chocolate hair.
“Why does our pairing name matter, anyways?”
Daesung shrugs, “Well, if fans don’t like it, they might not write us, yes?”
Daesung’s voice is so cute, and Taeyang eye-smiles, leaning over and kissing him, “We can write it ourselves.”
Wine
PG | 2Seunghyun | BIGBANG | romance
Lee Seunghyun, or Seungri as everyone called him, watched the elder sip on his wine, his eyes looking up at him from over the rim of the glass. It’s half-full, or half-empty whatever, the alcoholic liquid passing by his flat lips. Seunghyun smirked, before sitting the class down, leaning over and smirking at Seungri.
“You’ve been fretting all night, Ri, I’m worried,” he says, cupping his face. He plants a peck on his cheek before leaning back, taking another sip of wine. He keeps the wine in his hand, rolling the wine inside the glass, giving it the tasty oxygen it deserves. Seungri’s eyes go down to his hands, playing with the napkin on his lap.
“Don’t be,” he says back, looking up and taking the bottle and topping Seunghyun’s glass. Seunghyun raises an eyebrow, his lips parting to show a thin line of his white teeth. Seungri smirks, grabbing the glass and taking a sip of the wine, his lips becoming red.
Blush
PG | DaeRi | BIGBANG | fluff
“Daesung oppa!” Daesung turns around, playing with his key chains, and sees Lee Seunghyun running towards him. The elder sighs but smiles, accepting the hug that Seunghyun asks for.
“I’m hyung, remember? Not oppa!” Seunghyun nuzzles into Daesung’s neck, whimpering in protest. Daesung rubs his back, before squeezing his shoulder blades and pulling away. Seunghyun pouts.
“But oppa~” He says, puffing out his cheeks adorably. Teenage Daesung smiles, scanning around to make sure that no one can hear their conversation. Seunghyun pulls his face back.
“Oppa,” he says, shaking his voice so that Daesung smiles. He sounds so much like a girl, but Daesung doesn’t really mind. Daesung puts his hand over the other’s shoulders, walking with him.
“What if people hear you calling me oppa? You should really call me hyung,” Daesung says, pinching Seunghyun’s cheek. The ravenette smiles and shrugs, before squeezing Daesung’s side.
“Oppa, bye now!” He runs off, and everyone hears.
Punish
R | ToDae | BIGBANG | smut
“You were acting too cuddly with Taeyang today,” Seunghyun whispers into Daesung’s ear and shivers run up and down the singer’s spine. Seunghyun sucks on his bottom lip, moving his hands up and down the frail body. Daesung’s breath catches in his throat when Seunghyun’s hands go down to his pants, ripping them off and leaving Daesung with nothing on and wide eyes (well, as wide as they could get). He reaches out and handcuffs go around Daesung’s thin wrists. Seunghyun smirks, rubbing his clothed erection with an evil smirk.
“Seunghyun-hyung,” Daesung begs, leaning forward, trying to kiss him. Seunghyun pulls away, sitting on his ankles, and pulls out a whip. Daesung screams, pulling his knees up to his chest, but Seunghyun pulls them down and crawls on top of him, cracking the whip and making Daesung’s hairs stand up. Seunghyun presses their lips together, biting Daesung’s lower lip and drawing blood that he licks away.
“Time for your punishment.”
I’m better Than You
G | Maknae Line| MBLAQ | fluff
“I’m better than you,” Mir says, pressing his body against Thunder’s. He looks up at him from geeky lenses, a hat squished onto his head, blocking the recent hairstyle. Thunder pulls away from his book (it was his attempt to ignore Seungho-hyung and Joon-hyung) and turns to face the younger, trying to understand what the other rapper means by ‘I’m better than you’.
“In what?” Thunder decides to ask, closing his book, hoping that he’ll remember the page for the next time he has to ignore the other members. Mir shrugs, taking his hat off and playing with it, spinning it over his finger.
“Everything, really,” Mir comments, continuing to spin the hat, “Singing, dancing, rapping, acting. Even Dara said I do.” By the mentioning of his sister Thunder raises an eyebrow, wondering how his number one fan girl would really think that Mir was better than him. Thunder smiles, ruffling Mir’s hair and getting up to walk away, when he feels a hand around his wrist. He turns and cocks his head.
“Except one thing, to be honest, you’re better than me at being a good person. One that someone would love to date.” Thunder smiles, leaning in and giving Mir a soft kiss on his lips.
Smell
PG-13 | JooMi | MBLAQ | romance
Joon thinks that Mir smells really nice. He hadn’t really noticed that the maknae smelled really nice until after a live performance, and when everyone else looked tired as shit, Mir was still bouncing with excitement and sporting the cuteness smile in the universe. It had been a simple passing, headed off to find Seungho to see what they were supposed to be doing, when he first smelled the honeysuckle smell that accompanied Mir wherever he went. And then it escalated to picking up the scent in his clothes or the dining table after he has just left to help Byunghee or Sanghyun.
“You smell nice.” Joon hates how blunt it is, and he wonders why he says it in the song break on a radio show, but Mir just smiles, leaning into Joon’s arm. The sweet smell fills his nostrils and he smiles. He puts his head on Mir’s, listening to the lyrics of Genie pass through the building, wondering where they’ll go when they reach the fans. Mir pokes his arm.
“You don’t smell nice, though. You should shower more.” Mir stands up and leaves, making Joon bask in the remaining scent.
Lips
PG | JooHo | MBLAQ | fluff
“You have something on your lips,” Seungho says, pointing up to where some food stained Joon’s lips. The younger smiled and his pink tongue came up to try to wipe the sauce away. He looked back at Seungho, but the leader just sighed. “You still didn’t get it.” Joon sighs as he tries ruthlessly to take off the sauce near his lips, but again, after a long period of time, the sauce remains.
“Is it gone?” Joon asks. Seungho shakes his head. Joon sighs, bringing his hand up to try to wipe it off. Seungho rolls his eyes, leaning across the table to wipe the sauce from his face. As he’s about to sit back down, Joon grabs his finger, sucking the sauce from the tip, watching him from brown eyes. Seungho’s breath catches in his throat and Joon smirks, before letting the finger out of his mouth and letting the leader sit back down.
Seungho looks at the finger, before licking it back. “Now it’s gone,” he says, smiling. Joon raises an eyebrow, his leg brushing his from underneath the table.
Song
G | 87 Line | MBLAQ | fluff
“Sing me a song,” Seungho asks, his head on Byunghee’s lap. The lead singer chuckles, brushing his hand over Seungho’s face. He leans down and kisses him on the nose, getting a sweet giggle from the leader.
“What song would you like me to sing?” Seungho shrugs, looking up at him. Byunghee laughs, flipping his hair and slowly singing, his crisp voice passing through the waiting room. They’re wearing the outfits for ‘It’s War!’ and the other members are currently chatting somewhere, leaving the couple to themselves. He starts singing some old ballad he knows Seungho will remember, and after the first few lines, the leader joins him, his deep voice buzzing through Byunghee’s ears.
The song ends and they watch themselves for a few minutes, before Seungho giggles, his cheeks staining red. He sits up and kisses Byunghee, wrapping his arm around him just in time for the maknaes, too young to see the elder couple kiss. Joon watches them for a minute before dragging them away, the lyrics of the song playing over and over in their minds.
Friendship Overcame Love
PG-13 | Joonder | MBLAQ | angst
Joon pressed their lips together but Thunder doesn’t kiss back. Joon presses him up against a wall but Thunder pushes away, trying to get to the practice room, where they’re supposed to be going in the first place. Thunder should have known not to accept Joon’s wish to walk with him there. He should have known that his hyung wouldn’t be quiet or happy with him - he would be possessive and jumpy, just like he’s always been.
Thunder thinks it’s kind of sick, feeding off of him until he isn’t feeling anything, because any emotions Thunder had before was sucked out by Joon when he kissed him. When he said that they should date, because if they dated, they would always be together. There’s a hidden side to that that Thunder hasn’t figured out just yet.
“We’re just friends,” Thunder reminds him, walking in front, his fists balled.
“No we’re not,” Joon says, sliding in front of him. Thunder tries to walk past but Joon blocks him. He eventually punches him in the face, shaking his hand because of the swelling pain.
“Yes, we are. We already agreed.”
Bracelet
PG | DooSeung | B2ST| fluff
“You’re not wearing my bracelet!” Hyunseung screams, shaking his boyfriend’s arm. Doojoon rolls his eyes, pulling up his sleeve to reveal said bracelet. It was the one that Hyunseung gave them on their two month anniversary (because they forgot their first month one); with a single charm that had HS loves DJ on it. It was simple, a gold chain that probably wasn’t even gold, but Hyunseung had given it to him - and so he held it quite close to his heart.
“Of course I am. I never take it off,” Doojoon says, turning and nuzzling their noses together. Hyunseung’s face reddens and he tries to pull away, but Doojoon’s hand comes up and pulls him in for a sweet kiss. Hyunseung smiles, looking down at his lap, his bracelet moving with his fidgeting hands. Doojoon smiles, putting his arm across his boyfriend’s shoulders, letting him but his head on his shoulder.
“And I’ll never take it off.” Hyunseung looks at him, but eventually smiles, remembering the spoken promise.
Frown
PG | 2jun | B2ST | fluff
“What is it, this time?” Doojoon says, waking up to see a frowning face. Junhyung crosses his arms, sitting on Doojoon’s legs so that he can’t move. The leader sighs, sitting up, their noses close to brushing. The rapper pushes him back on the bed, watching him. Doojoon laughs, sitting back up again, his nose brushing Junhyung’s cheek. Junhyung pushes him back onto the bed.
It’s when their lips brush that Doojoon speaks again. “Are we gonna continue this abs workout or are you gonna tell me why you’re pissed?” Junhyung rolls his eyes, pushing him back onto the bed. Doojoon lays there, hands underneath his head, watching Junhyung. The rapper finally sighs.
“You didn’t wake me up this morning,” he says, pouting, “Kikwang did. It’s a terrible sight to wake up to.” Doojoon laughs, sitting back up again and cupping the rapper’s face. The hand gets slapped away.
“Taeyang seems to like it,” Doojoon says with a shrug. “But you know what? I like it when you wake me up - it’s nice for a change.” The leader kisses him, running his hands down to his hips. Junhyung jumps off his lap just in time, telling him to make breakfast because the maknaes were dying.
Baby
PG | KiHyun | B2ST | fluff
Many times, Kikwang wonders if Hyunseung thinks he’s a baby. The way he pinches his cheeks, holds him during shows, and doesn’t seem to notice his overwhelming sexiness leads him to believe so. Hyunseung treats him like his little baby, and he guesses that that should be normal: every group has their umma, and besides the appa, the rest of them are their babies. No questions asked.
“Hyung,” he calls, and Hyunseung turns to face him with that same angelic smile he’s used to. Kikwang smiles back, and pulls him into their room, knowing that the other members aren’t there because of schedules. “Why do you treat me like a baby?” Hyunseung’s eyes bulge out.
“I don’t.”
“Yes, Hyunseung-hyung, you do.” Hyunseung rubs the back of his head and shrugs. “I’m one of the sexier members of BEAST, and yet you treat me as if I’m like Yoseob! I’m not!” Hyunseung purses his lips.
“Because, if I pretend that you’re my baby, then it’ll block my feelings for you.”
beta in the morning
ze:a, mblaq, bigbang, b2st, f(x) | highest is r | various pairings | fluff, romance, angst, slight!smut
Ripped
PG | SiKwang | ZE:A | angst
The ripped pants, the cute smile, and the happily ever after, the hole in the wall where they could talk when the rest of the world was asleep, staying up because they’re too afraid to go to sleep and wake to see the other gone. They hold hands, they give kisses, one hugs the other, and it’s perfect. It isn’t staged, the interactions seen on radio shows, member videos, performances and on broadcasts. Kwanghee whispers into the younger’s ear, smiling when he rolls his eyes, but the small smile on Siwan’s face tells him that he can continue. They sit on each other’s lap, watch movies together, and laugh when something funny happens. It seems as if nothing’s wrong.
“Continue,” his boss whispers into Siwan’s ear and he fidgets, “If this SiKwang thing continues, we’ll be winners.” Siwan nods, swallowing the lump in his throat and watching Kwanghee dance along with the music. Maybe it was staged.
Pretty Boy
PG | SiShik | ZE:A | fluff
Hyungshik is a pretty boy. He has a cute face, nice features, and he’s tall and has nice legs. He looks good in any outfit he’s put in, and his old ulzzang past comes out whenever he poses in front of the camera for a picture. He’s a completely different person. Hyungshik has the cutest smile and laugh, and he’s a great actor, a great singer, a great person. Hyungshik looks good right after a long practice, wearing nothing but work out pants and a wife-beater, his face sweaty and his hair falling into his eyes messily. Hyungshik looks good during a performance, all dolled up with make-up that everyone knows he doesn’t need, a determined stare in his eyes and a palpitating heartbeat. Hyungshik is cool, attractive, tall, sexy, and adorable all at once, the prince that everyone needs in their boy band. Siwan smiles, wrapping his arms around Hyungshik awkwardly, trying to be as close to him as possible.
Palms
PG-13 | TaeKwang | ZE:A | horror
Kwanghee slips in and out of consciousness, before finally opening his eyes and trying to sit up. It’s cold and he can’t lift up, because he’s chained to something by his legs, his waist, and by his hands. He screams, trying to wiggle out of the situation, but he doesn’t seem able to move. His breath quickens, his eyesight worsens, and he knows that his hair looks awful. Kwanghee couldn’t have woken up in a worse way. He licks his lips, before screaming again, wondering if the awkward sweat underneath his wrists will allow him the escape he needs.
“Hey, Kwanghee,” someone breathes beside him. He turns his head and sees Taehun, smiling a wide smile before leaning in and kissing Kwanghee’s hand, opening his palm and smirking.
“What are you going to do, you freak?!” Kwanghee shouts, knowing there was a reason why he left him. Taehun shrugs, revealing a knife and running down Kwanghee’s hand, drawing a thin strip of blood. He lifts his hand - where an identical scar glows.
Tickle
PG | KevShik | ZE:A | romance
Kevin wraps his arms around Hyungshik’s skinny body. He knows the camera’s on Dongjun and will be for a while (he’s saying that same, old story he does each time he gets the chance), so he can nuzzle his head into Hyungshik’s neck and kiss the small little bump there that only he knows. The spot he owns. Hyungshik moves away, giving him a hard stare, but it quickly softens and a smile breaks out onto his face.
“Hyung,” he says, poking the singer’s cheek, trying to return to listening to Dongjun. But Kevin returns, his fingers touching his hip bone and pressing down, forcing him to move with one, sharp jerk. He accidently kicks Minwoo, who looks up at him with pleading eyes, “You okay?”
Hyungshik nods and turns to give a glare at Kevin. The Australian smiles, lacing their fingers and turning back at the screen. The side-host smirks, having noticed the whole thing, and politely interrupts Dongjun.
“Hyungshik-sshi, Kevin? Care to explain?”
Red Lips
PG-13| KryLi | f(x) | romance
Her lips are red. It’s a glossy red color, one that you could compared to a cherry, a nice, big bright one that’s ready to be eaten. They’re smooth, by the years of wearing of Chap Stick and unlike her; she didn’t bite down on her lip ferociously to settle down her nerves. Her lips are perfectly tainted with the right amount of lipstick, no smudges, no faults, and no unevenness. She’s talented, and not just with her lipstick abilities. She holds a strawberry up to her lips, and softly bites in, the ‘crunch’ sounds running through her ears from across the room. The red lips are turned up in a cruel smile, one you would tie with an evil stepmother in a scary fairy-tale, the one that you hated but couldn’t deny because of the evil beauty that came with her. A small line of strawberry juice runs down her chin, and with a perfectly manicured finger she scoops it. She raises an eyebrow, “Yes, Sulli?”
Symbol
PG-13 | LunLi | f(x) | angst
The moon glows brightly, and Sulli’s face feels wet with tears. “I miss you,” she breathes into the night air, gripping the ends of her shirt, knowing full well that she’s ruining it. The stars are nothing like the moon, the world’s satellite pinning her down and staring at her with its large eye. Luna’s name came from the moon, she reminds herself. That’s why she had a moon in their first music video. Her words get caught into her throat and she coughs them off, wiping her face from the tears with an available sleeve. She shouldn’t have let her unnie walk away.
“You don’t love me, Sulli. I should stop this.” She simply walked away, walking into the waiting hands of another, and then another, and then another, and finally, she came back, or she was coming back, and Sulli’s throat was raw with tears and the moon punishes her for hating her favorite daughter.
Chocolate
R | VicLi | f(x) | slight smut
Sulli tastes like chocolate. The soft combination of sweet and the crashing smoothness on your tongue reminds you of sweets in the summer, chocolate bars split between friends. But Victoria knows she won’t be sharing this chocolate - it’s all her’s. Sulli closes her eyes, allowing Vic’s tongue to run down her thigh, giving out shuddering breaths as the hot tongue swirls around on the special spots that they now both know get her. Victoria smiles, slipping her hand up Sulli’s skirt and kisses the younger. The chocolate taste comes back to her and Victoria smiles, slipping her tongue between her parted lips, moving to Sulli’s movements. The younger slips a hand up her shirt and Victoria pulls away, her hair falling into the space between them, and the chocolate brown of Sulli’s eyes brings another lustful smile on the leader’s face.
Royalty
R | KryBer | f(x) | slight smut
She’s royalty. Amber has to remind herself every time Queen Krystal calls her to her room. She has to remind herself that anything in this ‘relationship’ of pulling and prodding and fingers is nothing but Krystal getting what she wants. Amber bites her tongue. She wants this, too, she tells herself. She’s wanted this for the longest time, back when she first arrived from Taiwan to ‘serve her’. She pushes the door open, swallowing hard, and watching as Queen Krystal smirked.
“Amber,” she coos, and stands up, closing the door behind Amber and bringing her to the bed. She kisses her, brushing her bare chest against Amber’s clothed one, and it’s then that Amber realizes that the queen isn’t wearing anything but underwear - and her small thong is barely underwear. Krystal’s smirk eliminates any thoughts going through the young Taiwanese girl, and the queen licks her jawline, her fingers slipping down Amber’s shorts, smirking at the wetness against her fingers.
“The bed waits,” she says, and Amber likes to run there.
Bullet
PG-13 | LunBer| f(x) | au!cop
Luna hated being a cop. She brushed her hair from her face, wondering why she hadn’t put it up in a ponytail like usual, and exhales, steadying her breath as she tries to catch up. She turns the corner, and smiles; a dead end. She levels her gun, advancing the runner. The boy turns around, his hat squishing most of his face, so that she can’t see much of him. She steps forwards, but then realizes that the person she’s seeing isn’t a male, but a female. Her haircut dips into her left eye, but her right is bloodshot and red. She’s panting, through her basketball jersey, her eyes on the ground and her knuckles are red, dripping blood. Glass cracks underneath Luna’s boots.
“Hands up!” she screams, and the girl obliges, her hands coated with blood as it runs down. Luna tries not to puke. The girl smirks when Luna lowers her gun, pressing against the brick and disappearing in the door that appears.
Gun
PG-13 | BaeRi | BIGBANG | au!mafia
Taeyang runs his hand through his hair, before pushing the door open and pushing his hand into his pocket. He feels the soft texture of the package against the rough texture of the jeans and exhales. It’s been a long road, getting this to this place. A lot of people had wanted it. He had fought himself through gangs and mobsters. He smiles, he’s happy that he got this far. Maybe he’ll finally get higher up on the scale, like how he has wanted since the beginning of this. A man waves him in, and he enters a small room, with a man carrying credit cards between his fingers.
“Taeyang, I see you’ve arrived. Do you have it, as I requested?” he asks, slowly rising from his desk. Taeyang fishes the box from his pocket and the man smiles, brushing his fingers against Taeyang’s palms. He smirks, kissing his cheek.
“Good boy.”
Rhyme
PG | TaeDae | BIGBANG | fluff
“I hate our pairing name,” Daesung says one day, looking over at his roommate. He scrolls down on the page, scanning the names given for the pairings. Taeyang looks up from the nutella jar, raising an eyebrow at his dongsaeng.
“What?” he asks, finishing spreading the chocolaty spread on the bread and walking over to where Daesung is sitting on the couch, biting into the crust and looking over Daesung’s shoulder.
“G-Ri, I get that. G-Dragon and Ri. And GTOP also makes sense, that’s their names, and they sound cute, too. But TaeDae, TaeSung, DaeYang? It sounds awful,” he comments, looking up and stealing a piece of Taeyang’s toast and humming at the chocolate taste. Taeyang laughs, ruffling Daesung’s chocolate hair.
“Why does our pairing name matter, anyways?”
Daesung shrugs, “Well, if fans don’t like it, they might not write us, yes?”
Daesung’s voice is so cute, and Taeyang eye-smiles, leaning over and kissing him, “We can write it ourselves.”
Wine
PG | 2Seunghyun | BIGBANG | romance
Lee Seunghyun, or Seungri as everyone called him, watched the elder sip on his wine, his eyes looking up at him from over the rim of the glass. It’s half-full, or half-empty whatever, the alcoholic liquid passing by his flat lips. Seunghyun smirked, before sitting the class down, leaning over and smirking at Seungri.
“You’ve been fretting all night, Ri, I’m worried,” he says, cupping his face. He plants a peck on his cheek before leaning back, taking another sip of wine. He keeps the wine in his hand, rolling the wine inside the glass, giving it the tasty oxygen it deserves. Seungri’s eyes go down to his hands, playing with the napkin on his lap.
“Don’t be,” he says back, looking up and taking the bottle and topping Seunghyun’s glass. Seunghyun raises an eyebrow, his lips parting to show a thin line of his white teeth. Seungri smirks, grabbing the glass and taking a sip of the wine, his lips becoming red.
Blush
PG | DaeRi | BIGBANG | fluff
“Daesung oppa!” Daesung turns around, playing with his key chains, and sees Lee Seunghyun running towards him. The elder sighs but smiles, accepting the hug that Seunghyun asks for.
“I’m hyung, remember? Not oppa!” Seunghyun nuzzles into Daesung’s neck, whimpering in protest. Daesung rubs his back, before squeezing his shoulder blades and pulling away. Seunghyun pouts.
“But oppa~” He says, puffing out his cheeks adorably. Teenage Daesung smiles, scanning around to make sure that no one can hear their conversation. Seunghyun pulls his face back.
“Oppa,” he says, shaking his voice so that Daesung smiles. He sounds so much like a girl, but Daesung doesn’t really mind. Daesung puts his hand over the other’s shoulders, walking with him.
“What if people hear you calling me oppa? You should really call me hyung,” Daesung says, pinching Seunghyun’s cheek. The ravenette smiles and shrugs, before squeezing Daesung’s side.
“Oppa, bye now!” He runs off, and everyone hears.
Punish
R | ToDae | BIGBANG | smut
“You were acting too cuddly with Taeyang today,” Seunghyun whispers into Daesung’s ear and shivers run up and down the singer’s spine. Seunghyun sucks on his bottom lip, moving his hands up and down the frail body. Daesung’s breath catches in his throat when Seunghyun’s hands go down to his pants, ripping them off and leaving Daesung with nothing on and wide eyes (well, as wide as they could get). He reaches out and handcuffs go around Daesung’s thin wrists. Seunghyun smirks, rubbing his clothed erection with an evil smirk.
“Seunghyun-hyung,” Daesung begs, leaning forward, trying to kiss him. Seunghyun pulls away, sitting on his ankles, and pulls out a whip. Daesung screams, pulling his knees up to his chest, but Seunghyun pulls them down and crawls on top of him, cracking the whip and making Daesung’s hairs stand up. Seunghyun presses their lips together, biting Daesung’s lower lip and drawing blood that he licks away.
“Time for your punishment.”
I’m better Than You
G | Maknae Line| MBLAQ | fluff
“I’m better than you,” Mir says, pressing his body against Thunder’s. He looks up at him from geeky lenses, a hat squished onto his head, blocking the recent hairstyle. Thunder pulls away from his book (it was his attempt to ignore Seungho-hyung and Joon-hyung) and turns to face the younger, trying to understand what the other rapper means by ‘I’m better than you’.
“In what?” Thunder decides to ask, closing his book, hoping that he’ll remember the page for the next time he has to ignore the other members. Mir shrugs, taking his hat off and playing with it, spinning it over his finger.
“Everything, really,” Mir comments, continuing to spin the hat, “Singing, dancing, rapping, acting. Even Dara said I do.” By the mentioning of his sister Thunder raises an eyebrow, wondering how his number one fan girl would really think that Mir was better than him. Thunder smiles, ruffling Mir’s hair and getting up to walk away, when he feels a hand around his wrist. He turns and cocks his head.
“Except one thing, to be honest, you’re better than me at being a good person. One that someone would love to date.” Thunder smiles, leaning in and giving Mir a soft kiss on his lips.
Smell
PG-13 | JooMi | MBLAQ | romance
Joon thinks that Mir smells really nice. He hadn’t really noticed that the maknae smelled really nice until after a live performance, and when everyone else looked tired as shit, Mir was still bouncing with excitement and sporting the cuteness smile in the universe. It had been a simple passing, headed off to find Seungho to see what they were supposed to be doing, when he first smelled the honeysuckle smell that accompanied Mir wherever he went. And then it escalated to picking up the scent in his clothes or the dining table after he has just left to help Byunghee or Sanghyun.
“You smell nice.” Joon hates how blunt it is, and he wonders why he says it in the song break on a radio show, but Mir just smiles, leaning into Joon’s arm. The sweet smell fills his nostrils and he smiles. He puts his head on Mir’s, listening to the lyrics of Genie pass through the building, wondering where they’ll go when they reach the fans. Mir pokes his arm.
“You don’t smell nice, though. You should shower more.” Mir stands up and leaves, making Joon bask in the remaining scent.
Lips
PG | JooHo | MBLAQ | fluff
“You have something on your lips,” Seungho says, pointing up to where some food stained Joon’s lips. The younger smiled and his pink tongue came up to try to wipe the sauce away. He looked back at Seungho, but the leader just sighed. “You still didn’t get it.” Joon sighs as he tries ruthlessly to take off the sauce near his lips, but again, after a long period of time, the sauce remains.
“Is it gone?” Joon asks. Seungho shakes his head. Joon sighs, bringing his hand up to try to wipe it off. Seungho rolls his eyes, leaning across the table to wipe the sauce from his face. As he’s about to sit back down, Joon grabs his finger, sucking the sauce from the tip, watching him from brown eyes. Seungho’s breath catches in his throat and Joon smirks, before letting the finger out of his mouth and letting the leader sit back down.
Seungho looks at the finger, before licking it back. “Now it’s gone,” he says, smiling. Joon raises an eyebrow, his leg brushing his from underneath the table.
Song
G | 87 Line | MBLAQ | fluff
“Sing me a song,” Seungho asks, his head on Byunghee’s lap. The lead singer chuckles, brushing his hand over Seungho’s face. He leans down and kisses him on the nose, getting a sweet giggle from the leader.
“What song would you like me to sing?” Seungho shrugs, looking up at him. Byunghee laughs, flipping his hair and slowly singing, his crisp voice passing through the waiting room. They’re wearing the outfits for ‘It’s War!’ and the other members are currently chatting somewhere, leaving the couple to themselves. He starts singing some old ballad he knows Seungho will remember, and after the first few lines, the leader joins him, his deep voice buzzing through Byunghee’s ears.
The song ends and they watch themselves for a few minutes, before Seungho giggles, his cheeks staining red. He sits up and kisses Byunghee, wrapping his arm around him just in time for the maknaes, too young to see the elder couple kiss. Joon watches them for a minute before dragging them away, the lyrics of the song playing over and over in their minds.
Friendship Overcame Love
PG-13 | Joonder | MBLAQ | angst
Joon pressed their lips together but Thunder doesn’t kiss back. Joon presses him up against a wall but Thunder pushes away, trying to get to the practice room, where they’re supposed to be going in the first place. Thunder should have known not to accept Joon’s wish to walk with him there. He should have known that his hyung wouldn’t be quiet or happy with him - he would be possessive and jumpy, just like he’s always been.
Thunder thinks it’s kind of sick, feeding off of him until he isn’t feeling anything, because any emotions Thunder had before was sucked out by Joon when he kissed him. When he said that they should date, because if they dated, they would always be together. There’s a hidden side to that that Thunder hasn’t figured out just yet.
“We’re just friends,” Thunder reminds him, walking in front, his fists balled.
“No we’re not,” Joon says, sliding in front of him. Thunder tries to walk past but Joon blocks him. He eventually punches him in the face, shaking his hand because of the swelling pain.
“Yes, we are. We already agreed.”
Bracelet
PG | DooSeung | B2ST| fluff
“You’re not wearing my bracelet!” Hyunseung screams, shaking his boyfriend’s arm. Doojoon rolls his eyes, pulling up his sleeve to reveal said bracelet. It was the one that Hyunseung gave them on their two month anniversary (because they forgot their first month one); with a single charm that had HS loves DJ on it. It was simple, a gold chain that probably wasn’t even gold, but Hyunseung had given it to him - and so he held it quite close to his heart.
“Of course I am. I never take it off,” Doojoon says, turning and nuzzling their noses together. Hyunseung’s face reddens and he tries to pull away, but Doojoon’s hand comes up and pulls him in for a sweet kiss. Hyunseung smiles, looking down at his lap, his bracelet moving with his fidgeting hands. Doojoon smiles, putting his arm across his boyfriend’s shoulders, letting him but his head on his shoulder.
“And I’ll never take it off.” Hyunseung looks at him, but eventually smiles, remembering the spoken promise.
Frown
PG | 2jun | B2ST | fluff
“What is it, this time?” Doojoon says, waking up to see a frowning face. Junhyung crosses his arms, sitting on Doojoon’s legs so that he can’t move. The leader sighs, sitting up, their noses close to brushing. The rapper pushes him back on the bed, watching him. Doojoon laughs, sitting back up again, his nose brushing Junhyung’s cheek. Junhyung pushes him back onto the bed.
It’s when their lips brush that Doojoon speaks again. “Are we gonna continue this abs workout or are you gonna tell me why you’re pissed?” Junhyung rolls his eyes, pushing him back onto the bed. Doojoon lays there, hands underneath his head, watching Junhyung. The rapper finally sighs.
“You didn’t wake me up this morning,” he says, pouting, “Kikwang did. It’s a terrible sight to wake up to.” Doojoon laughs, sitting back up again and cupping the rapper’s face. The hand gets slapped away.
“Taeyang seems to like it,” Doojoon says with a shrug. “But you know what? I like it when you wake me up - it’s nice for a change.” The leader kisses him, running his hands down to his hips. Junhyung jumps off his lap just in time, telling him to make breakfast because the maknaes were dying.
Baby
PG | KiHyun | B2ST | fluff
Many times, Kikwang wonders if Hyunseung thinks he’s a baby. The way he pinches his cheeks, holds him during shows, and doesn’t seem to notice his overwhelming sexiness leads him to believe so. Hyunseung treats him like his little baby, and he guesses that that should be normal: every group has their umma, and besides the appa, the rest of them are their babies. No questions asked.
“Hyung,” he calls, and Hyunseung turns to face him with that same angelic smile he’s used to. Kikwang smiles back, and pulls him into their room, knowing that the other members aren’t there because of schedules. “Why do you treat me like a baby?” Hyunseung’s eyes bulge out.
“I don’t.”
“Yes, Hyunseung-hyung, you do.” Hyunseung rubs the back of his head and shrugs. “I’m one of the sexier members of BEAST, and yet you treat me as if I’m like Yoseob! I’m not!” Hyunseung purses his lips.
“Because, if I pretend that you’re my baby, then it’ll block my feelings for you.”
beta in the morning