Fan-Fiction Love [OneShot]
Title: Fan-fiction Love
Author: popsicola
Pairing: JunSeob
Genre: Angst, Romance
Rating: PG
Summary: Fanfics can mean more than you can imagine.
A/N: Sudden inspiration? I think so. xD
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It’s funny how I thought this day would never come, how he would ever realize how I truly felt about him. But now I just sit here in this god forsaken dorm room, locking myself in there, making myself ostracized from all the others. Just pondering how or why it was so hard for me to let go of him.
Whenever he sat next to me or talked to me, I felt I was floating on cotton candy, like nothing could be better than this. My heart beats so fast when he hugs me friendly or smiles at me with his cute, bright, sunshine-like smile.
Why couldn’t he realize it? It’s so hard not being able to tell him, but even if I wanted to…I can’t risk it to ruin our friendship.
*Laughs*
That pabo, why did he have to be so nice to me when we met…why did he have to make me fall in love with him like an idiot on drugs. When I was frustrated about our first debut, having people call us the “trash” group or the group made of unwanted people, he continued to calm me down and comfort me. Why couldn’t you just leave me there and not say a word? Not make me feel like what I feel now. Even if you don’t know that I like you, it feels like everyday you’re just tempting me to love you even more than I already do. I hate you for that…
~~~~~
Okay…here goes nothing. Better confessing my feelings now then never, right? Come on Junhyung, you can do this!
“Yah, Yoseob, I have something I wanna tell you-“
“Hey Junhyung! Look what I found on B2STRising fansite!” Yoseob interrupted me.
I quickly ran over there to see what it was he was so excited about. He pointed to the screen as I read the words that were underlined by his fingers sliding across the monitor.
“Fan-Fiction…?” I tilted my head a bit to show my confusion, “What’s this?”
Yoseob laughed at bit at my reaction.
“Yeah, isn’t it strange at first? But its actually pretty fun!” He smiled, “It’s where our B2UTYs write different stories about us B2ST boys and post them up for people to read. It’s pretty nifty to tell you the truth hyung.”
“So…What are the stories about?”
Yoseob scrolled down the webpage and pointed to one of the entries someone had posted up.
“JunSeob? Huh…?” I was out of my mind confused.
Yoseob laughed once more and clicked on it.
“Hyung~ In every fanfiction, it seems that we’re always paired with someone from our group. And in this fic we’re paired together! We’re a couple hyung!” Yoseob flashed a smile.
Thump. Thump.Oh god. Why is my heart beating so fast that it feels like it’s going to explode right outside my chest? What’s happening?
“Hyung…Hyung…Hyung!” Yoseob shouted to get my attention.
“Huh?! Oh sorry, what’s up Seobie?” I answered.
“I’m going to go eat, you want anything?”
“Oh…no thanks Seob, you go ahead.”
I sighed as he walked out of the room while I sat down on the chair in front of the computer. I slowly put my hand down on the mouse and scrolled down.
“I guess it would be okay to take a little look…” I mumbled.
I continued to read the story as it had slowly consumed my mind until I was not willing to snap out of my trans to stop reading. This story…this story…it’s everything I wanted. Yoseob and me being a couple together and living happily. I wonder if this could ever happen…I smiled at the thought of it. People wouldn’t even know how happy I would be if all this were real. I scrolled the page down and came to a dead stop when I heard footsteps coming near me.
“Hyung?”
I turned around as fast as I could, covering up the monitor with my arms resting on the cold, wooden table.
“Oh! Yoseob! It’s you.” I lifted my arms away from the computer screen and sighed.
Yoseob laughed, “What are you so surprised about?- Wait, are you reading those fics I showed you where we are the couples?”
Yoseob laughed some more, which caused me to become nothing more than embarrassed about my actions.
“Y-yeah…I guess I am.” I scratched my head and forced laughter out of myself.
Yoseob continued to laugh a bit and then smiled.
“Hyung you’re so silly! Those are just little stories, nothing to be embarrassed about!”
Ah, he noticed that I was a bit embarrassed…
“Don’t worry Hyung~ It’s not like those things will ever happen anyways, so don’t be embarrassed!.” Yoseob joked as he patted me on the shoulders.
W-why does it feel like something stabbed my heart…it hurts…it hurts…Yoseob…can’t you tell that it hurts me…? Can’t you see the sadness in my heart?I…I don’t even know anymore…I don’t know what to say.
“Hyung…?” Yoseob tilted his head.
“Oh...yeah! You’re totally right.” I forced another laughter out of myself.
“Ah! We’re gunna be late for practice hyung! Let’s go!”
I walked at a steady pace out of the room to follow Yoseob. At the entrance of the room, I looked back to the monitor, “B2STRising FanFiction” still hung at the top of the page.
Yeah…they’re just stories. It’ll never happen just like you said Yoseob. Thanks for making me realize that before I did something I would regret. I guess the only way we’ll be together is through these things you might call "silly little stories".
~~END~~
:)
Author: popsicola
Pairing: JunSeob
Genre: Angst, Romance
Rating: PG
Summary: Fanfics can mean more than you can imagine.
A/N: Sudden inspiration? I think so. xD
~~~~~
It’s funny how I thought this day would never come, how he would ever realize how I truly felt about him. But now I just sit here in this god forsaken dorm room, locking myself in there, making myself ostracized from all the others. Just pondering how or why it was so hard for me to let go of him.
Whenever he sat next to me or talked to me, I felt I was floating on cotton candy, like nothing could be better than this. My heart beats so fast when he hugs me friendly or smiles at me with his cute, bright, sunshine-like smile.
Why couldn’t he realize it? It’s so hard not being able to tell him, but even if I wanted to…I can’t risk it to ruin our friendship.
*Laughs*
That pabo, why did he have to be so nice to me when we met…why did he have to make me fall in love with him like an idiot on drugs. When I was frustrated about our first debut, having people call us the “trash” group or the group made of unwanted people, he continued to calm me down and comfort me. Why couldn’t you just leave me there and not say a word? Not make me feel like what I feel now. Even if you don’t know that I like you, it feels like everyday you’re just tempting me to love you even more than I already do. I hate you for that…
~~~~~
Okay…here goes nothing. Better confessing my feelings now then never, right? Come on Junhyung, you can do this!
“Yah, Yoseob, I have something I wanna tell you-“
“Hey Junhyung! Look what I found on B2STRising fansite!” Yoseob interrupted me.
I quickly ran over there to see what it was he was so excited about. He pointed to the screen as I read the words that were underlined by his fingers sliding across the monitor.
“Fan-Fiction…?” I tilted my head a bit to show my confusion, “What’s this?”
Yoseob laughed at bit at my reaction.
“Yeah, isn’t it strange at first? But its actually pretty fun!” He smiled, “It’s where our B2UTYs write different stories about us B2ST boys and post them up for people to read. It’s pretty nifty to tell you the truth hyung.”
“So…What are the stories about?”
Yoseob scrolled down the webpage and pointed to one of the entries someone had posted up.
“JunSeob? Huh…?” I was out of my mind confused.
Yoseob laughed once more and clicked on it.
“Hyung~ In every fanfiction, it seems that we’re always paired with someone from our group. And in this fic we’re paired together! We’re a couple hyung!” Yoseob flashed a smile.
Thump. Thump.Oh god. Why is my heart beating so fast that it feels like it’s going to explode right outside my chest? What’s happening?
“Hyung…Hyung…Hyung!” Yoseob shouted to get my attention.
“Huh?! Oh sorry, what’s up Seobie?” I answered.
“I’m going to go eat, you want anything?”
“Oh…no thanks Seob, you go ahead.”
I sighed as he walked out of the room while I sat down on the chair in front of the computer. I slowly put my hand down on the mouse and scrolled down.
“I guess it would be okay to take a little look…” I mumbled.
I continued to read the story as it had slowly consumed my mind until I was not willing to snap out of my trans to stop reading. This story…this story…it’s everything I wanted. Yoseob and me being a couple together and living happily. I wonder if this could ever happen…I smiled at the thought of it. People wouldn’t even know how happy I would be if all this were real. I scrolled the page down and came to a dead stop when I heard footsteps coming near me.
“Hyung?”
I turned around as fast as I could, covering up the monitor with my arms resting on the cold, wooden table.
“Oh! Yoseob! It’s you.” I lifted my arms away from the computer screen and sighed.
Yoseob laughed, “What are you so surprised about?- Wait, are you reading those fics I showed you where we are the couples?”
Yoseob laughed some more, which caused me to become nothing more than embarrassed about my actions.
“Y-yeah…I guess I am.” I scratched my head and forced laughter out of myself.
Yoseob continued to laugh a bit and then smiled.
“Hyung you’re so silly! Those are just little stories, nothing to be embarrassed about!”
Ah, he noticed that I was a bit embarrassed…
“Don’t worry Hyung~ It’s not like those things will ever happen anyways, so don’t be embarrassed!.” Yoseob joked as he patted me on the shoulders.
W-why does it feel like something stabbed my heart…it hurts…it hurts…Yoseob…can’t you tell that it hurts me…? Can’t you see the sadness in my heart?I…I don’t even know anymore…I don’t know what to say.
“Hyung…?” Yoseob tilted his head.
“Oh...yeah! You’re totally right.” I forced another laughter out of myself.
“Ah! We’re gunna be late for practice hyung! Let’s go!”
I walked at a steady pace out of the room to follow Yoseob. At the entrance of the room, I looked back to the monitor, “B2STRising FanFiction” still hung at the top of the page.
Yeah…they’re just stories. It’ll never happen just like you said Yoseob. Thanks for making me realize that before I did something I would regret. I guess the only way we’ll be together is through these things you might call "silly little stories".
~~END~~
:)