Ask.fm drabbles

Mar 31, 2013 20:36

Drabble responses from my ask.fm! Go leave me a drabble prompt if you're interested!



prompt: someone notices sungyeol is looking pretty good lately Infinite. Woohyun/Sungyeol

When Sungyeol finds a silly looking cactus on his bed, he walks straight into Woohyun's room and says, "hyung, you are terrible at this."

Woohyun puts a hand on his heart, feigning hurt. "After all the thought and care I put into choosing the right-"

"You got this for free from Lucia-sunbae," Sungyeol says. Regardless, he smiles when Woohyun scoots over, joining Woohyun on the bed as he marvels at the tiny potted cactus. "It has a flower," Sungyeol says eventually, leaning onto Woohyun.

"It's blooming just like you," Woohyun replies with a brilliant smile. When Sungyeol pretends to be nauseated, Woohyun throws an aegyo heart at him. "What will you name him?"

"Sungjong," Sungyeol says without missing a beat. They laugh over this, Woohyun digging his face into Sungyeol's shoulder, causing Sungyeol to get a whiff of Woohyun's shampoo. Woohyun smells like spring and plants and love, or maybe that's just Sungyeol talking.

(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQRhDot3jOw)

AU where Lu Han is a casual Roxas cosplayer rushing to the artists' alley to buy his doujinshi? :D :D. EXO. Gen

Lu Han is not surprised when the artist gives him a discount on his doujinshi and two complementary buttons. If anything, Lu Han has been working the cosplay circuit for years. He tries to ignore his facebook fanclubs, but there's no harm in getting free swag. Right? Right. On the way out of the artists' alley, Lu Han gets stopped by three girls asking for a photo and a hug. When they compliment his wig, Lu Han doesn't tell them that it's real.

It had taken Lu Han significant effort not to push Jongdae, his noncommittal hair dresser, head first into a mirror after emerging from the bathroom last week. "I think we left the dye in a little longer than necessary," Jongdae had said, give Lu Han a sheepish smile.

"This is not auburn brown," Lu Han deadpans.

"I don't think you should blame me," Jongdae says, hiding behind Yixing. "If anything, I blame the terrible instructions on this bottle of manic panic."

When Lu Han descends on them with a terrifying smile, Yixing offers, "it looks good, though. And think of all the money you'll be saving on a blonde wig."

This is not helpful because Lu Han already has a lifetime worth of wigs in Styrofoam heads lining the shelves of his closet. Kris, his first roommate in college, had pretended the wigs didn't exists and often tried to hide them behind his equally alarming collection of button down shirts.

"Yeah, think of all the characters you can automatically cosplay now," Jongdae says, moving around the room using Yixing as a shield. "Fai, Eiri, Hani-sempai, Naruto..."

Lu Han is so offended by the last suggestion that he doesn't even notice Jongdae bolting out of the room.

bangzelo: jelly (TAKE THE DEFINITION AS YOU WILL) or ice cream or homework. :D? or anything. basically i just want you to write them please. (please? :D) B.A.P. Genish

When Junhong loses in rock-paper-scissors and is sent on snack purchasing duty in the middle of dance practice, Yongguk gets up slowly and offers to go with him.

"So valiant and chivalrous," Himchan coons, throwing his wallet at Yongguk and laughing when Junhong intercepts the throw. "Make sure to get my favorite drink!"

Yongguk follows Junhong out of the building and to the corner grocery store, where they're blasted with a front of cool air that makes Junhong's bangs stick together. They traverse the aisles while Junhong engages Yongguk in conversation on the merits of cheesecake flavored ice cream. Junhong, for all of his meticulous dancing, throws stuff aimlessly into the cart-- Himchan's canned expresso, Youngjae's Bacchus-F, and Jongup's orange juice.

Junhong is heading towards the cashier when he pauses at a display, eyes glazed over. Upon catching himself, Junhong shakes his head, makes a face, and goes straight to the check out line.

Yongguk laughs. The age difference between them sometimes makes Yongguk question himself. It's not so bad, Yongguk thinks, when Maknae is so easy to read. He buys the bag of fruit flavored jello cups for Junhong, who pretends he's not excited but rips open a grape flavored cup before they're even out of the store.

can you please write something about youngjae's butt? :o B.A.P. Daejae-ish

"Mmm," Daehyun mumbles, still in the process of swimming through his hoodie. He hooks one arm into a sleeve and manages to wiggle the hood over his head. "I don't see it. The stairmaster is just not sexy, sorry."

Youngjae ignores this as he turns the machine off. Their morning gym dates have become few and far between ever since Daehyun found a personal trainer. Nowadays, Daehyun focuses entirely on his upper body while Youngjae tries his best not to fall off the treadmill. How Daehyun manages to lift weights is a mystery to Youngjae, who still feels like he's in a dream while traveling from machine to machine in the mornings.

"Don't underestimate the power of cardio workouts," Youngjae says, setting his forehead on Daehyun's shoulder and smiling to himself when Daehyun complains about Youngjae's sweaty self.

Later that day, when Youngjae finishes buttoning his stage outfit, Daehyun descends on him. "What?" Youngjae asks, slipping into his gloves while coordi noonas hurry around them in the dressing room.

"I take back what I said," Daehyun says, hands set on Youngjae's shoulder as he spins Youngjae around. "Look into that mirror and tell me what you see."

"I see you wasting my time," Youngjae replies naturally.

"Look at your butt!" Daehyun whines. "Look at that sculpted shape! Why can't I have that definition?"

"Are you seriously comparing asses?" Junhong deadpans from Youngjae's right. When Daehyun ignores him, Junhong gets up and wanders away, mumbling something about their strangeness.

Youngjae sighs and bumps Daehyun away with his hip. "Stop terrorizing Maknae." He tries to walk away and is only half surprised when Daehyun follows him around the room. Their comedy act ends when a stylist pulls Daehyun away to work on his hair.

The next morning, Youngjae crawls out of bed to go to the gym and laughs when he finds Daehyun hogging the stairmaster.

Daehyun/Youngjae: don't know what you have until you've lost it. B.A.P. Daejae

Their farewell concert is followed by a midnight trip to their favorite bbq place. Jongup falls asleep on Junhong’s arm and Manager Kang delivers an embarrassingly speech about friendship and hard work. Daehyun is half dead by the time Hyosung crams Himchan and maknae line into a cab. Yongguk’s military service starts in two weeks, and Daehyun officially has nothing planned for the next three month. Even with B.A.P. on an indefinite hiatus, their CEO had clearly stated that Daehyun’s solo contract is still on the table.

Daehyun never imagined disbandment to be this anticlimactic, but he’s still surprised when Youngjae tugs on his arm and squeezes into Daehyun’s cab. When Daehyun opens his mouth to protest, Youngjae shuts him up by kissing him.

Youngjae tastes like meat and soju. To his credit, he does look a little hesitant while asking, “is this okay?”

Daehyun doesn't know what Youngjae is playing at. Is it okay for B.A.P. to end like this? Would Yongguk-hyung still want to pick up B.A.P. after his military service? Will Junhong’s drama flop? What if Himchan-hyung does live up to his drunken promise of marrying Hyosung-noona? What the hell is Daehyun doing with his life? These are the questions that have been eating him for the last few months.

One thing Daehyun has never wondered is: will Youngjae leave too?

He had just expected this thing between them - hurried make out sessions in bathrooms, shameless hand holding when no one is looking, days off spent in each other’s company, and late night grocery trips turned bizarrely nice dates- to last.

Daehyun has no long term plans for the future, but his immediate plan is to kiss Youngjae again and maybe sleep until tomorrow afternoon. “Yeah,” he tells Youngjae. "Yeah, this is okay."

himchan/hyosung: shotgun wedding? :D :D :D "drunk declarations are the most honest of all" B.A.P./SECRET. Hyosung/Himchan

"You're lovely," Himchan says after his 6th shot of okroju, half leaning and falling out of his seat. He breathes into Hyosung's shoulder and gets a mouthful of hair.

"That's nice," Hysoung responds mildly, pushing Himchan back by the forehead. She sticks another handful of badly wrapped golgi in Himchan's face.

Himchan makes a pleased noise and takes a bite, noting the way Junhong is capturing this exchange on his iphone. "Upload it to twitter," Himchan says with a mouthful of food. "Upload it to the world! Hyosung is my soul chingu and I want everyone to know it."

"I thought Yongguk-hyung was your life partner," Daehyun remarks. Daehyun is still going strong after 4 rounds of all-you-can-eat meat and an encore performance at their farewell concert. Thankfully, both Yongguk and Himchan ignore Daehyun's comment.

"Hyosung-ah," Himchan says. "Marry me." After eight years under the same company, (six spent flirt with Hyosung on camera and holding her hand off camera), Himchan is only half joking.

"Okay," Hyosung says after a beat. When Himchan's mouth drops open, she pushes his jaw up and smiles brilliantly. "Let's get married."

Jieun drops the kimchi she's scooping into Yongguk's bowl, Yongjae looks up from his phone, Sunhwa makes a surprised noised, Hana opens her mouth, and even Daehyun stops eating. Jongup nudges a drunk Manager Kang and says, "hyung, you're missing it!"

Manager Kang takes a shot of his soju and toasts Himchan, who stands up to meet the toast but nearly falls when Hyosung shoves him, hard.

Meanwhile, Junhong is one button away about spreading the news on twitter when Yongguk tugs on his phone and says, "maybe you should wait until he's sober."

Junhong flashes Yongguk a grin and pockets his phone.

Kris/Lay: College!Au. one is a useless lab partner EXO. Kirslay-ish

Kris is one cup of coffee away from passing out at his lab bench when Yixing says, “our cells are useless.”

Their cells are indeed useless, judging from the samples Kris took six hours ago. Something went wrong, although Kris is unsure whether that something was the incubation conditions, the location of the swab, or Kris’s slowly decaying sanity.

Kris is one science credit away from declaring his business major, and Yixing is some granola composition kid who is surprisingly good at biology lab. Even Yixing’s lab coat is strangely tie-dyed, like someone got too happy with a box of food coloring. Kris takes solace in the fact that Yixing is nice, at least, unlike his previous partner who liked to make poorly veiled jokes about Kris’s hair.

“What if we restart this?” Yixing asks, looking around the lab. The other groups are proceeding with the second portion while they have royally fucked up on the first part.

What if I jump in a pile of assignments and never come out, Kris wants to say. “What if we got coffee downstairs?” Kris asks instead, tugging on Yixing’s arm. They’re in the café within 5 minutes, Kris trying his best to not fall asleep while Yixing has an internal debate about which pastry to buy.

In the end, they mess up the second portion of the lab too and Yixing has to get data from Bad Joke Lu Han. They somehow manage to get a 90 on the lab report. Kris celebrates by going to sleep for 14 hours. Yixing steals his lab coat and tie-dyes it.

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