my lonely yesterday seems faraway like a dream {#3}
i don't have a love song for you
jooheon/seulgi
g, au, 463w
a backstory that she'll never know.
» inspired by jooheon's fanboy crush on seulgi, and monsta x's broken heart. a side story to dear no one (but you). watch this.
"uh, i'm so sorry. i was in a hurry, and i didn't see you there. i'm really sorry."
jooheon blinks his eyes as casual as he can when the familiar looking girl bows her head repeatedly, apologizing genuinely for accidentally running on him at the middle of the hallway. she could be a little clumsy, he silently muses in his mind. and his breath stuck in the middle of his throat when their eyes met, he remembers her.
the girl that has always got his thought clouded with the endless images of her dazzling smile over his myriad sleepless welkin.
the girl who has always been his muse, the reason for him to stay up all night writing songs about his unspoken feeling for her.
the girl that never fail to take his breath away in just a glimpse of her long dark locks wavering enticingly in mid-air whenever she walks across him.
kang seulgi.
"it's okay. i'm fine," he could feel the back of his throat quivers when he replies her apathetically. she bows her head for the last time before flashing a meek smile and walks away from his sight, leaving jooheon in a completed daze as she slowly faded away in the blinks of eyes.
and for a moment, jooheon feels his whole world flares in an indefinable, miraculous way. even if it lasts ephemerally. especially that smile.
heartbeats aren't supposed to race like this. especially in numberless laps of unknown reasons. but the reason could only because of her.
jooheon thinks it's impossible to like strangers, to have feelings for them. it could be dangerous, beautiful or even painful. and the feelings outgrew his expectation, sadly.
but it's still possible in some chances, he corrected. he experienced all of them:
dangerous when he simply letting his guard down (and giving his heart) to a mere stranger. she might break him (and his heart too) but it's better taking the risk than nothing.
beautiful, he could say, as beautiful as she is. he doesn't define her beauty on the way how she looks because everything about her is purely beautiful. especially when she sings in her euphonious voice that would leave him in a complete poignancy.
and much painful when he sees the way she looks at this particular someone. the one that she's secretly in love with. it hurts him pointlessly straight to the heart. letting it being ripped and he wishes that he didn't see her in that state.
he didn't realize how he's so in love with her until he watches her being in love with someone else.
and of course, she doesn't see him. she never will. he's nothing to her.
he wonders if she ever knows his name. and his feelings too.
someday or never.
can you hug me forever
v/sujeong
g, au, 460w
there are so many things she wants to do with him, for the rest of her life.
» inspired by lovelyz's ah-choo comeback and this world needs more taejeong love & hugs
! p/s: taehyung could make a great husband boyfriend.
sujeong couldn't blame the cold weather more than right now, causing taehyung to look at her with a severely worried face drawn over his face when she accidentally sneezed a little bit too loud and she doesn't like making this kind of scene especially when she could sense how he's being terribly worried about her.
he then stops on his track, making his way in front of her and sujeong still notices their height difference even though she's being much taller than any girls in her age.
she enjoys the view of taehyung's features: mono-lid eyes that resemble gems, the fine slope line of his pointy nose, his adorable boxy grin and everything about him that she adores has always manage to make her heart races.
taehyung unwraps the gray wool scarf that he's wearing around his neck, and he then gently wraps it around hers. sujeong is about to refuse, but she knows how he'll get upset with it, so she lets him does it; she doesn't mind, really. her nose sinks in deeper through the scarf and of course, it smells nice, just like him.
somehow, her heartbeats get completely uneven when she can feel his cold breaths softly touch her fringed forehead in ephemeral seconds and it leaves her whole body tingles in an unparticular way. and that happens every time she's being close with him. includes the time where she could feel her heart stops beating when taehyung looks at her, straight to her eyes, soul and she never feels so blessed, just like how right now.
it's a gaze of adoration, pure affection, she could see it clearly through his dark brown orbs. they're always beautiful to her.
he embraces her wordlessly and sujeong could feel the coldness that has been lurking on her skin suddenly shudders away as warmth engulfs around her in taehyung's arms as she doesn't hesitate to lean in placing her arms around his waist.
it's not the usual bone-crushing hug that he used to give whenever he's being overexcited seeing her, but it's more to something heart-warmingly nice. but any hug from him will always be her favorite.
for a moment, she feels protected and safe in his arms; from the coldness, the growing insecurity inside her, the pressures that have been oppressing her and she doesn't want to let him go - not even for an eternity. she closes her eyes, feeling lighter and warmer as their breaths get in sync along with their hearts beat in rhythmic tracks. she wishes that the time would freeze and let her embeds this beautiful moment to her memory forever.
and it makes sujeong realizes how she has already found someone that she wants to be with for the rest of her life.
the map to your heart
rap monster/krystal
pg, canon, 611w
he's everywhere, every time she needs him.
» inspired by rap monster's monterlude and they can be aesthetically pleasing.
soojung thinks they're just meant to be together. well, not that together as in they'll be marrying each other in the future. but something that she could say more than friends but nothing would happen beyond their friendship, somehow. not even the slightest doubt of possibility. well, he's just everywhere, in any place, she could say.
such as when, she found him standing in front of her door with her favourite cookie dough ice cream one day when she ranted at him through the phone about how hot california was being.
"how did you get here? wait-," she didn't get to finish her words before he cheekily cut her, "c'mon let's eat. this ice cream gonna melt any soon."
she didn't ask him again as she busy stuffing her mouth with ice cream. and he left her house for his red bullet concert rehearsal, not before he mischievously kissed her left cheek, along leaving chaste, icy smudge on it and her body shivered unknowingly despite to the burning, sweaty day.
soojung remembers the time where he accompanied her crying on the rooftop of her parents' old apartment in the middle of the san francisco. she didn't want to ask how he got here because all she cared right now is about her longing frustration.
she threated to jump off the ledge of the rooftop - attempting a 'suicide' but namjoon knew, she won't do stupid things like that. he knew her better. that night was one of the worst night that soojung could remember. worst of the worst.
"life sucks," and she couldn't stop cussing at how cruel the world was acting to her sister, sooyeon. he didn't say anything but looked at her, listening intently on everything that she said.
she didn't realized how she cried so bad in his arms and somehow, it wasn't really the worst night of her life and the city light seemed to be a lot sombre, obscured from the view of her blurry, red eyes.
sooner or later, the lights will finally run out. die for good. just like them.
"why are you always everywhere?"
she asks bluntly, not even budge to take a single glance at him as she carelessly throws little pebbles down to the lake under the bridge. the bridge is somehow empty; fewer numbers of cars swiftly taking the road. the sidewalk of the bridge has always been her favourite place - a place of expressing her unsaid emotions that she rarely shows them in front of people.
it is his favourite place too. just like her, he lets out everything here. especially the growing sadness that would leave him hidden scars of battling emotions. it isn't easy, to live here with foreign matters. but life has to go on, that's the deal.
she isn't being offensive when she asked him. it just that. she can't find any relatable reason of their coincidence. it draws her into an utter curiosity to see him everywhere she goes. but she knows that his valuable time is not made to spend on her, his world doesn't revolve around her. it's destiny's little game of fate, right?
but everything seems to make sense when she could feel his warm hand makes its way to hers, interlacing them in each finger on the bridge concrete floor between their crossed legs and his little smile seems too lovely to her liking - as the small, prominent curves of his dimples dominate his toned cheeks.
even across the milieu of despondency being lost wanderer, her heart will always reach to him, no matter what. even if it takes her to look at the map of the confused path between their friendship.
a/n: hello. i miss writing so much tbh, but my schedule is kinda tight since final exam is getting near lol plus my keyboard is semi-broken ugh. anyways, these drabbles have been in draft for how-long-god-knows and i don't know when will i ever get back to write, somehow maybe after my keyboard being fixed. crackship everywhere, ikr. have a nice day to all of you
jooheon/seulgi
g, au, 463w
a backstory that she'll never know.
» inspired by jooheon's fanboy crush on seulgi, and monsta x's broken heart. a side story to dear no one (but you). watch this.
"uh, i'm so sorry. i was in a hurry, and i didn't see you there. i'm really sorry."
jooheon blinks his eyes as casual as he can when the familiar looking girl bows her head repeatedly, apologizing genuinely for accidentally running on him at the middle of the hallway. she could be a little clumsy, he silently muses in his mind. and his breath stuck in the middle of his throat when their eyes met, he remembers her.
the girl that has always got his thought clouded with the endless images of her dazzling smile over his myriad sleepless welkin.
the girl who has always been his muse, the reason for him to stay up all night writing songs about his unspoken feeling for her.
the girl that never fail to take his breath away in just a glimpse of her long dark locks wavering enticingly in mid-air whenever she walks across him.
kang seulgi.
"it's okay. i'm fine," he could feel the back of his throat quivers when he replies her apathetically. she bows her head for the last time before flashing a meek smile and walks away from his sight, leaving jooheon in a completed daze as she slowly faded away in the blinks of eyes.
and for a moment, jooheon feels his whole world flares in an indefinable, miraculous way. even if it lasts ephemerally. especially that smile.
heartbeats aren't supposed to race like this. especially in numberless laps of unknown reasons. but the reason could only because of her.
jooheon thinks it's impossible to like strangers, to have feelings for them. it could be dangerous, beautiful or even painful. and the feelings outgrew his expectation, sadly.
but it's still possible in some chances, he corrected. he experienced all of them:
dangerous when he simply letting his guard down (and giving his heart) to a mere stranger. she might break him (and his heart too) but it's better taking the risk than nothing.
beautiful, he could say, as beautiful as she is. he doesn't define her beauty on the way how she looks because everything about her is purely beautiful. especially when she sings in her euphonious voice that would leave him in a complete poignancy.
and much painful when he sees the way she looks at this particular someone. the one that she's secretly in love with. it hurts him pointlessly straight to the heart. letting it being ripped and he wishes that he didn't see her in that state.
he didn't realize how he's so in love with her until he watches her being in love with someone else.
and of course, she doesn't see him. she never will. he's nothing to her.
he wonders if she ever knows his name. and his feelings too.
someday or never.
can you hug me forever
v/sujeong
g, au, 460w
there are so many things she wants to do with him, for the rest of her life.
» inspired by lovelyz's ah-choo comeback and this world needs more taejeong love & hugs
! p/s: taehyung could make a great husband boyfriend.
sujeong couldn't blame the cold weather more than right now, causing taehyung to look at her with a severely worried face drawn over his face when she accidentally sneezed a little bit too loud and she doesn't like making this kind of scene especially when she could sense how he's being terribly worried about her.
he then stops on his track, making his way in front of her and sujeong still notices their height difference even though she's being much taller than any girls in her age.
she enjoys the view of taehyung's features: mono-lid eyes that resemble gems, the fine slope line of his pointy nose, his adorable boxy grin and everything about him that she adores has always manage to make her heart races.
taehyung unwraps the gray wool scarf that he's wearing around his neck, and he then gently wraps it around hers. sujeong is about to refuse, but she knows how he'll get upset with it, so she lets him does it; she doesn't mind, really. her nose sinks in deeper through the scarf and of course, it smells nice, just like him.
somehow, her heartbeats get completely uneven when she can feel his cold breaths softly touch her fringed forehead in ephemeral seconds and it leaves her whole body tingles in an unparticular way. and that happens every time she's being close with him. includes the time where she could feel her heart stops beating when taehyung looks at her, straight to her eyes, soul and she never feels so blessed, just like how right now.
it's a gaze of adoration, pure affection, she could see it clearly through his dark brown orbs. they're always beautiful to her.
he embraces her wordlessly and sujeong could feel the coldness that has been lurking on her skin suddenly shudders away as warmth engulfs around her in taehyung's arms as she doesn't hesitate to lean in placing her arms around his waist.
it's not the usual bone-crushing hug that he used to give whenever he's being overexcited seeing her, but it's more to something heart-warmingly nice. but any hug from him will always be her favorite.
for a moment, she feels protected and safe in his arms; from the coldness, the growing insecurity inside her, the pressures that have been oppressing her and she doesn't want to let him go - not even for an eternity. she closes her eyes, feeling lighter and warmer as their breaths get in sync along with their hearts beat in rhythmic tracks. she wishes that the time would freeze and let her embeds this beautiful moment to her memory forever.
and it makes sujeong realizes how she has already found someone that she wants to be with for the rest of her life.
the map to your heart
rap monster/krystal
pg, canon, 611w
he's everywhere, every time she needs him.
» inspired by rap monster's monterlude and they can be aesthetically pleasing.
soojung thinks they're just meant to be together. well, not that together as in they'll be marrying each other in the future. but something that she could say more than friends but nothing would happen beyond their friendship, somehow. not even the slightest doubt of possibility. well, he's just everywhere, in any place, she could say.
such as when, she found him standing in front of her door with her favourite cookie dough ice cream one day when she ranted at him through the phone about how hot california was being.
"how did you get here? wait-," she didn't get to finish her words before he cheekily cut her, "c'mon let's eat. this ice cream gonna melt any soon."
she didn't ask him again as she busy stuffing her mouth with ice cream. and he left her house for his red bullet concert rehearsal, not before he mischievously kissed her left cheek, along leaving chaste, icy smudge on it and her body shivered unknowingly despite to the burning, sweaty day.
soojung remembers the time where he accompanied her crying on the rooftop of her parents' old apartment in the middle of the san francisco. she didn't want to ask how he got here because all she cared right now is about her longing frustration.
she threated to jump off the ledge of the rooftop - attempting a 'suicide' but namjoon knew, she won't do stupid things like that. he knew her better. that night was one of the worst night that soojung could remember. worst of the worst.
"life sucks," and she couldn't stop cussing at how cruel the world was acting to her sister, sooyeon. he didn't say anything but looked at her, listening intently on everything that she said.
she didn't realized how she cried so bad in his arms and somehow, it wasn't really the worst night of her life and the city light seemed to be a lot sombre, obscured from the view of her blurry, red eyes.
sooner or later, the lights will finally run out. die for good. just like them.
"why are you always everywhere?"
she asks bluntly, not even budge to take a single glance at him as she carelessly throws little pebbles down to the lake under the bridge. the bridge is somehow empty; fewer numbers of cars swiftly taking the road. the sidewalk of the bridge has always been her favourite place - a place of expressing her unsaid emotions that she rarely shows them in front of people.
it is his favourite place too. just like her, he lets out everything here. especially the growing sadness that would leave him hidden scars of battling emotions. it isn't easy, to live here with foreign matters. but life has to go on, that's the deal.
she isn't being offensive when she asked him. it just that. she can't find any relatable reason of their coincidence. it draws her into an utter curiosity to see him everywhere she goes. but she knows that his valuable time is not made to spend on her, his world doesn't revolve around her. it's destiny's little game of fate, right?
but everything seems to make sense when she could feel his warm hand makes its way to hers, interlacing them in each finger on the bridge concrete floor between their crossed legs and his little smile seems too lovely to her liking - as the small, prominent curves of his dimples dominate his toned cheeks.
even across the milieu of despondency being lost wanderer, her heart will always reach to him, no matter what. even if it takes her to look at the map of the confused path between their friendship.
a/n: hello. i miss writing so much tbh, but my schedule is kinda tight since final exam is getting near lol plus my keyboard is semi-broken ugh. anyways, these drabbles have been in draft for how-long-god-knows and i don't know when will i ever get back to write, somehow maybe after my keyboard being fixed. crackship everywhere, ikr. have a nice day to all of you