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sunrise-lou · 4 years ago

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The Romantic

Ft. Lee Donghyuck x Reader / Zhong Chenle x Reader

Word count. 3k

Warnings. Fluff, tiny amount of angst, mostly gender neutral but there are a handful of ‘he’ and ‘his’, Haechan playboy Au basically

AU: College / Unrequited love / Love Triangle / Song Lyric

Songs: ‘The One The Got Away’ Katy Perry + ‘I Feel The Love’ Tritonal / R5

Edit: I just got home from a closing shift and the paragraphs were all mixed around??? I have no idea how it happened, so I’m reuploading it- hopefully it’s fine this time

❥ - Wednesday 15th

"Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if we dated, rather than me just going out with any guy or girl that asks me out, then leaves when they get bored"

Face flushing as he jolted up from his previous hunched position, Y/n turns to his childhood friend, "Excuse me Hyuck, but, what the fuck?"

"You know," Donghyuck inhales before continuing "if you and I got together or at least tried out what I do so often."

"I thought you had a girlfriend this week?" You mumble back to him, sounding more like a statement than a question.

"I do, but I doubt it'll last long, and you should know I was just joking when I said we should date." Donghyuck laughed in between his ramblings, "We're too close to date anyway."

"Yeah, you're right" You say back, under your breath.

"Zhong!"

You jump at the shouting.

"Lee! L/n!"

You flickered your eyes up, smiling when you see rich kid extraordinaire and the other third of this friendships heart, Zhong Chenle, jogging in your and Donghyuck's direction.

"Hello Lele," you greet quietly, leaning back on your palms.

"How are you?" Donghyuck basically shouts before you get a chance too say the same.

"I'm in trouble, my parents are getting on my back about improving my skills with instruments" He yelled before dropping to his knees and pretending to faint into your collective laps.

"Welp, I've already filled my daily quota for dramatic and annoying Chenle events with our class earlier," The older of the three says, "I'm gonna hop over and grab a drink from the cafeteria and visit my darling for this week." Hyuck promptly slides Chenle's legs from his lap and stands, before dusting off the grass from his jeans.

"I shall be back." He finishes, not bothering to turn to look at either of you, and instead just walking towards the pavement.

After watching Donghyuck walk away, Chenle rolls off of you quickly, almost like his idea was to pester him till he had left.

"So, how did the planned confession go-"

"Horrible" You let out before falling back and laying in the grass.

"He mentioned his 'darling for this week' and he was single on Friday" Chenle complained, rolling his eyes during his air quotations.

"You've been trying to confess for, what, 3, 4, maybe 5 weeks now and he's almost never single long enough for it NOT to be awkward! Can I ask who this week?"

"A girl from his Hospitality class, she's friends with the guy he dated last semester" You explain, resting your arm over your eyes to block out the sun. "He joked about us dating before you got here, I'm thankful you showed up when you did, I think I would've cried if that conversation continued" You finished, voice cracking midway through the later part of the sentence.

Chenle gives you an almost pitying look and shuffles closer, grabbing hold of your free hand so he can swing it around in attempt to distract you from Donghyuck.

"Actually!" Shouting as you sit up, wanting to change the topic.

"I want to join the senior talent show, but I want to do it acoustic…"

The 'rich kid' hums, raising his eyebrows, knowing exactly what you're about to ask.

“Please, please, please can you play the guitar for me?” You plead, immediately turning on the puppy eyes.

Chenle quickly turns away knowing your tactics by now.

“What do I get out of helping you?” he asks plainly, eyes scrunched shut as to avoid your infamous puppy eyes

“I’ll bring snacks to the practice sessions and if we’re both free after the sessions, maybe we could go for ice cream, not to mention practice for your instrumental talents- just like your parents want~.”

“That ice cream part sounded an awful lot like a date,” He coos back as you teasingly.

Rolling your eyes at him, you took your other hand and encased his, “Please, President Zhong Chenle, I’m begging you!”

Scoffing at the ridiculous nickname, Chenle smiled “Fine! But I want those ice cream dates!”

“Dates? Are you two dating behind my back?” A third voice emerges.

Both of you spin to see a familiar boy, walking towards you.

“So, are you? I’m upset you never told me...” Donghyuck exclaims in an almost sarcastic voice, clutching at where his heart should be.

Laughing the elder makes his way from the pavement and plops down onto the grass, in front of you two.

You blink at him, confused, before looking down at your hands and essentially throwing Chenle’s hands at himself.

“Ow, the fuck Y/n, why did you yeet my own hands at me?”

❥ - Monday 20th

“I can’t believe you picked up an entire quarter of the song over the weekend! And then played it almost flawlessly every time!” You shout to your friend, your back to him as you lock the door to the music room you had booked to practice in during your free time.

“I know, I’m pretty impressive, aren’t I?” He boasts, earning a snort from your smiling figure.

“What about that ice cream you promise, or are you busy?” Chenle nudged you, crossing his fingers that you were free so he had an excuse to continue being in your company, as well as eat ice cream.

Beginning your walk back to the Student Services Desk, you mention your plans with Donghyuck later.

“Aww, okay Y/n, maybe after the next session-“

DING! VRRT, VRRT.

“Hold up, Lele,” you mumble, retrieving your phone from your pocket and unlocking it.

Sighing as you discard your phone back into your back pocket, “Never mind, I guess, it’s a cancel plans relationship this week. So, I’m about to get really lonely…”

Chenle rolls his eyes once you look back at him, expressing his own disappointment in your mutual friend, “How about I pay for ice cream today instead?” he says, awkward smile on his face in attempt to make you feel better.

“Thank you Lele,” you mumble back to him with a shy smile “Donghyuck has always flip flopped his relationship status and I’ve followed him around with heart eyes for ages, but you, Chenle, seem to have been a constant throughout my life… So, really, thank you.”

Chenle glances in your direction, flustered smile on his face, bright enough to match his red cheeks, you pretend not to notice, but you do and it makes you feel some kind of way.

What you didn’t notice was the pure looks of adoration he seemed to shoot your way anytime you yelled happily or exaggerated a story that included your interests.

❥ - Friday 24th

A chime echoes through the ice cream parlour as you walk in, ‘Hellos’ and ‘Welcome backs’ are heard from the familiar faces that work there and you wave back to the happily, after all this was your and Chenle’s fifth weekday in a row visiting for ice cream.

You and your best friend waltz over to an empty booth near the counter, somewhere near the back too, it’s usually the seat you sit in whenever you frequent the parlour.

“Sooo,”

“Wait! Before you say anything- I actually bought this a little while ago, mostly as a huge ‘thank you’ for helping me with this, but also because you’re also my best friend…” Quickly you turn to rummage through, grabbing a little plastic bag out and from that bag a small cheaply made bracelet with a locket on attached to it.

“I know it’s super cheap and flimsy, but here…” You finish, before slowly sliding the locket across the table.

“Y/n, you- you didn’t have to. I would’ve said ‘yes’ to playing the song regardless of all your little bribes.” He tries to fret the unimportance of him helping you with your performance, all while carefully tying the bracelet around his left wrist.

You lift up your arm and rest your chin on the palm of your hand, showing off your matching bracelet by jingling it beforehand.

Before you know it, you’re looking at the same flustered face from earlier in the week, only this time you go just as red if not redder, in the face.

Both of you scoffing and laughing to hide the slight awkwardness of the embarrassing situation, “Hey, wait- isn’t that Hyuck?” your friend asks.

You turn to him, then in the direction he is now pointing to.

“Yep, that’s him alright,” you sigh, “why this of all places.” You growl as you pull at your face to exaggerate you distaste.

“If we ignore them maybe they won’t try to talk to us- wait, no, Donghyuck has spotted us and is walking in this direction, maybe if you look away, he won’t recognise your back.” Chenle chuckles, now clearly finding the situation funny.

You click you tongue and roll your eyes at him, a hand slapping down onto your shoulder, causing you to jump. “Jesus, why!” You yell and turn to glare at your childhood friend.

“So, you two are dating~” Donghyuck smirks, before also jumping as his newest fling hooks their arms together, he drops his hand from your shoulder and you frown.

“I got us both mint choc and boba ice cream!” His date mentions, side eyeing you the whole time, you and Chenle glance at each other, knowing Donghyuck isn’t particularly fond of mint ice cream but opting to not tell her.

❥ - Saturday 25th

❥ - Tuesday 4th

❥ - Monday 3rd

You shuffled your feet as you stood in front of your locker, the showcase was getting closer, you were getting more and more nervous, surprisingly it had been nearly 3 weeks since Donghyuck and the girl had started going out.

You hadn’t learnt her name, you didn’t think you had to, but now it’s still going you guessed you should at least ask… right?

“Hey Y/n!” You turn to the voice and here comes prince charming himself, “Sorry, I haven’t hung out with you or Chenle lately, Ha-Won has been basically taking up all my time.”

You nod back to him with a tight-lipped smile, “It’s fine Donghyuck, Chenle and I have been pretty busy with our own stuff.”

The two of you stood there awkwardly, it was usually comfortable silence with him, but it was different today, not a different you liked either. You just wished Chenle would run up and ease the tension that seemed to only grow the longer you were in your crushes’ presents.

RIIING! RIIING!

Reaching up to close your locker, Donghyuck noticed the locket around your wrist and furrowed his brows. “When did you get a new locket, what happened to our locket necklace you had?”

“I bought them a while back, Chenle has the other one. That’s besides the point… What do you mean ‘what happened to ours’?” You made sure to air quote that last part.

“Matching lockets was our fucking thing.” He pouts in reply, kicking the ground.

“Excuse me, a lot of people do lockets, it’s not an exclusive thing. Not to mention, you haven’t worn yours for nearly a month! I don’t want to argue about this.” You turn away, trying not to notice the other students giving you two weird looks and begin to walk away.

Donghyuck has other ideas though, trailing after you. “C’Mon Y/n, just because I never wear it doesn’t mean I don’t still have it! You said Chenle has one, but I never see him wearing it when we walk past each other!” He yells, grabbing onto your arm so you will look him in the eyes.

Naturally you look away, only to see a smiling Chenle running in your directions, he’s waving his arm in the air and you see he’s wearing the bracelet today. Assuming he took you asking why he hasn’t worn it to heart.

You rip your arm from your childhood friends’ grip and step back to stand almost behind Chenle, Chenle cocks an eyebrow, sensing the butter thick tension.

“What’s- what’s going on between you two?” He asks with a light chuckle.

“This doesn’t concern you Zhong.” Hyuck spits, making Chenle furrow his brows too.

You laugh back at him, “Ha! This doesn’t concern him? You’re the one getting upset over a locket! It was a ‘thank you’ for him helping me with something I’m working on, but you would know that if you were ever around anymore.”

“I said I was sorry! Okay?!”

Both you and Chenle go wide eye at the shouting, Chenle lifts his am up to almost put a barrier in front of you.

“Donghyuck, I think this friendship needs to take a break…” Chenle mumbles.

“Don’t talk to us, we’ll talk to you when we’re ready…” You add eyes tearing up and linking your arm with Lele’s, prompting him to continue the walk back to your class.

Leaving Donghyuck standing there to think about his actions and words.

❥ - Friday 7th

“I still can’t believe you chose to sing something so cheesy.” Chenle chuckles while helping you set up the microphones for your little performance.

You notice more and more people begin to walk into the assembly hall of the college campus, you knew this place was really only used for Performing Arts and the annual ‘Senior only Talent Show’. It was always nice seeing it being used.

“What do you mean, matey? Katy Perry’s older music can’t be beat.” You laugh in retort.

You dust off the chair Chenle would be sitting in, then yourself before looking up at the almost full seating area, locking eyes with Donghyuck. He smiles and waves, you turn away to test out the microphone.

You clear your throat and speak into the microphone, “Hello- Oh, it is working. Hey everyone, I’m L/n, a senior obviously, I’ll be announcing the people performing today, as well as next Friday and then the Finale on the 21st.”

“So, first up actually, is me and Zhong Chenle… I hope you enjoy it.”

You trotted over to fix the mic height for Chenle’s guitar and then walked back over to your own.

‘Summer after high school when we first met- ‘

Occasionally throughout the song you would glance over at Donghyuck, each time he seemed more and more surprised, you really hoped he realised you were basically singing at him.

‘Never planned that one day, I’d be losing you. In another life, I would be your boy~’

You sung and finally locked your gazed with Donghyuck, smiling sadly, his eyes wide and mouth agape.

Donghyuck’s look of realisation didn’t seem to settle the butterflies in your stomach, you turned to Chenle, seeing him focused on making this performance perfect for you.

It clicked.

“It’s time to face the music you’re no longer my muse.” You turn back to sing towards the audience, you hear a wrong cord play from Chenle, he hadn’t known you intended on changing the lyrics, then again neither did you.

‘Can’t replace you with a million rings’ Clutching the locket around your wrist.

“I’m glad I never told you, what you meant to me.” You were honestly beginning to tear up a little, but you only wiped them away quickly with your sleeve.

‘Cause now I pay the price’ You turn back to look at Chenle, you’re both smiling at each other like two silly children in love.

He looked at you like you were his world- his universe, you have his heart in the palm of your hands.

‘We keep all our promises, be us against the world’

“So now I get to say, I was the one that got away.” You slowly finish the song, smiling back at the crowd and waving at Donghyuck, who had by now, risen out of his seat.

The crowd erupts out in an applause, they had not only witnessed a near perfect performance (minus Chenle’s little cord mix-up thanks to your surprise), but they saw two of the schools most notable students fall in love.

You waited for the crowd to calm down, before speaking into the microphone again, “So, I guess it was good-“ Some whistles and ‘yays’ sound throughout the hall, “thank you, I appreciate it, I actually prepared another song, that doesn’t involve Chenle. However, I would like the ask him to stay seated up here on stage.” You tilt your head towards him, and he cocks an eyebrow, still smiling though.

‘I've gone too many nights, chasing the shadow of your silhouette’ You’re tapping your foot on the wooden stage floor, it echoes louder than you had anticipated but it’s appreciated.

‘Stumbling through the crowd, feet lifting off the ground looking for you’ Midway through the line, you lift the microphone from it’s stand and walk over to your friend.

You smile at his face being beet red, and hold out your hand for him to take. He stands up and laces your fingers together. Chenle recognises this song, he had shown it to you not even a week ago, during an instrumental pause he whispers if he could sing along and you happily nod.

‘Standing here face to face, nothing to lose, I won't look back now’

‘I feel the love, I wanna get to know you’ He sings, tightening his grip on your hand and you respond the same way.

‘It's not over tonight, stay in this moment, we can hide away’

‘Cause they're gonna turn on the lights’

‘But we're burning bright, no, we'll never fade’ You sing together.

Once the second song had come to a close, another round of applause sounded.

Both you and Chenle walked back over to the microphone stand, hand in hand, placing the mic back in its rightful place.

Throughout the remainder of the night, as well as the following Talent Shows you and Chenle MC’d together, always holding hands, smiling widely and joyful. Though the two of you never made it to the finals, because, let’s face it- with a performing arts department, you kind of have to be a bit more prepared than a guitar and a love story.

Neither of you seemed to mind though, but it will be a fun story to tell if anyone asks how the two of you got together.

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beckkii · 4 years ago

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Love Yourself

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (or so) favorite works your created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought to the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

tagged by @mollyinthewater !! aww thank you so much for tagging me molly :)) <33

ok let me think...

1) Someone to Stay

this is definitely my favorite entrapdak fic! it’s only a one shot, but it’s about 8k words even though i planned for it to be much less xD it was my first entrapdak fic, too! it’s kinda funny to look back on because i was so scared to post it since i was new to the fandom. but, it was well received, which was super encouraging :D and now i’m pretty involved in the fandom! :)

Hordak knows his lab partner well enough by now, so he’s quick to notice Entrapta’s sudden shift in behavior. Less loud talking, less jumping around here and there with her hair, less excitement and liveliness.

And while he initially tries to ignore it all and let whatever spell had taken over her pass, that doesn't exactly work out as planned when the sanctum suddenly goes dead silent one day.

(Set in late season 3)

2) Change of Plans

anddd this is probably my favorite detroit: become human fic! i wrote it out on a whim during quarantine (i even remember drinking whipped coffee while i wrote it, remember that trend?) and i really like how it all turned out! the perfect amount of angst and hurt/comfort for my fav hank and connor duo <3

Maybe his breakfast isn’t a gourmet meal, and maybe it’s way too early for his liking, but at least it’s somewhat peaceful in his house. Sure, there’s the roaring blizzard outside, and the occasional groan of his house as the framework shudders under the wind’s force. But still, it’s calm inside. Normally Connor would be bright and chipper even at this early hour, blabbering about something or another and-

Wait.

Connor.

Hank straightens up in his seat, suddenly wide awake.

Connor isn’t anywhere in sight.

—

A one shot in which Hank wakes up early one morning to a blizzard raging on outside and a quiet home devoid of his partner.

That is, until he finds the bathroom with the door shut tight.

3) Stuck in the Past

i have a love/hate relationship with this fic, but i gotta include it because it’s def my biggest fanfic accomplishment! i love it because it’s the first fic i ever posted, it’s super long, AND i never gave up on it, but i hate it because the beginning has SUCH bad style and i definitely included some plot points that were just plain rediculous that with wish i never included xD plus, it’s got some really angsty themes that i wish i had toned back on a bit, but overall the ending is happy so i’m glad i finished it!

Connor, ever since he became deviant and had escaped from Amanda’s clutches, felt safe, content, and in control. After all, he lived happily with Hank and his dog after Markus and the androids led a peaceful protest. What was there to be concerned about, anyway?

That was what Connor believed until, however, a nightmare led him think otherwise. With new thoughts of feeling as if he could lose control of his program to Amanda yet again and become a danger to Hank, Connor can’t help the rising worry within him. And while he tries his hardest to hide his fears from Hank, that plan may not work out exactly as he hopes.

Note: This fic deals with suicide. If you’re sensitive to that topic, please read with caution or refrain from reading. Stay safe my friends <3

4) Brightest Star

ok so this fic isn’t finished yet and i started it JUST at the end of last year, but so far i like how it’s coming along and i’m so excited to write all of it! when i first joined the entrapdak community, i promised myself i wasn’t gonna write a multi chapter fic more than a few chapters, but i just love hordak and entrapta so much that i HAVE to write a longfic about them. so, here we are, 6 chapters in! :)

After all of the chaos of the war, Hordak is now free. Well, from Horde Prime, that is. The princesses certainly don’t think so, and they don’t appear too keen on allowing him to be anytime soon.

Except for Entrapta. Through everything, she stays there by his side, remaining as a comforting constant amidst this new and unfamiliar life post war. And Hordak, of course, greatly enjoys her companionship.

...More so than he realizes, it seems.

5) ‘Dating’

this was the second entrapdak fic i wrote, and i really like it! it’s kind of funny because i wrote this back when i didn’t want to fully commit to a longfic but still wanted to include some shippy slow burn stuff, so it’s about 3 chapters at 10k! it was also my first time writing something that was pretty shippy, so it was a fun learning experience for me!

“So, what’s it like? You know, dating geek princess?”

Hordak’s brow furrows at her words.

…Dating?

Hordak wants to ask Entrapta on a date after first learning about the concept from Catra. It goes about as well as you’d expect.

ok, that’s it! :D i’m not sure who to tag because i’m not sure how many of my mutuals are also content creators of any sort, but if you’re a mutual of mine, please do this!! i’d love to see your work <3

#thanks again for the tag molly!! <3

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ewankoseyo · 6 years ago

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got7 taking care of their drunk crush (maknae line)

You had gone on a night out with your friends and had a little too much to drink— meaning you were complimenting every person you passed by and your friends kept having to chase you around. Deciding you were done for the night and not trusting you to get back home on your own, they called up one of your other friends who lived in the same apartment as you for help.

Youngjae

He should have been over the moon. He would have called all the boys and talked their ear off about it by now.

But Youngjae couldn’t—for you were very drunk so your confession really meant nothing. You probably didn’t even know who he was right now, you would have followed home anyone who called out your name.

Youngjae had always dreamed of this day. Ever since you helped him fend off those bullies in high school, Youngjae had seen you as more than just his friend. Though other girls have asked him out left and right since then, he still waited patiently for you just in case a day came where you felt the same way.

But Youngjae didn’t count today as that day.

“Okay, you can put your arm around me—don’t worry, I got you...”

“YOUNG-jaaaae...” you slurred as he held you by the waist, steadying you on your feet.

“Y-yes?” It had almost come out as a squeak. He turned to look at you, only to realize your face was now dangerously close to his. You gazed at him dreamily, your eyes barely open and a lazy smile playing on your lips.

“It’s okay, I already knooow...”

He gulped. “Know wha—”

“Shhh, it’s okaaay...” you repeated, putting an index finger to his lips to silence him. “But don’t worry, I really do like you too. Like like like...”

“You don’t really mean i—” Youngjae froze in place, as your finger was instantly replaced by your lips.

Without meaning to, his eyes fluttered shut. You clung onto his jacket to bring him closer, desperate for his warmth. He tasted alcohol and citrus as your lips worked against his. Hearing a faint hum escape the back of your throat as you parted your lips, Youngjae instantly broke out of the trance you put on him.

“We-we can’t.”

“Hmm...?”

“Stop.” Youngjae suddenly pulled away, eliciting a smacking noise from your lips. Your lips were swollen and his felt like they were on fire.

And the only way to put it out was to kiss you again.

“Oh my, I...” Seeing the flustered expression on his face, you were beginning to sober up. You instantly dropped your hands to your sides and took a step back from him. “I’m sorry, I just thought—all this time, I thought you liked me too, was I just reading into things? Sorry—”

“Aww, no wait, don’t apologize...” Youngjae chuckled, his face slowly relaxing and his eyebrows furrowing in fondness. He gently cupped your face in the palms of his hands and placed a kiss to your forehead. “Your right, I do like you, but I just don’t want to take advantage of you.”

“And that’s why I like you, because you would never,” you replied sleepily as you leaned your forehead against his. “Trust me, that’s not the alcohol talking.”

Youngjae smiled proudly to himself before putting his arms around you again for support. “I trust you, but let’s just get you to your room. We can talk about things in the morning.”

——

Bambam

You woke up that morning pleasantly surprised to find you weren’t hungover, which meant you hadn’t drank as much as you usually did or your drunk self managed to take care of you last night. You went with the latter. You had little to no recollection of the night before so you must have had way passed your body’s limit.

Slowly coming to your senses, there was one thing you couldn’t place: why did your room smell like cologne?

You blinked your eyes open, scanning over your surroundings and realization hitting you like a bus.

Why wasn’t this your room?

“You’re finally awake,” a voice spoke. You sat up to see your neighbor Bambam dressed for the day and leaning against the doorway. His doorway. “You seemed to really enjoy yourself last night.”

Bambam watched with amusement as your face paled, thoughts seeming to come at you a mile a minute. “How did I—when did I—who...” You took off the blankets to see you weren’t wearing your dress from last night but an oversized hoodie. His hoodie. You stared at Bambam in bewilderment. “Oh my god, Bambam, did we—”

“Calm down Princess, no we did not,” Bambam confirmed with a smirk. He moved to sit at the corner of the bed and handed you a bottle of water, which you took gratefully albeit shyly. “Your friends called me up to take you home because you were about to go off with a stranger.” He shook his head and tutted mock-disappointedly. “Noona, I didn’t know you were like that. Luckily I was free and picked you up. You’re welcome.”

You groaned in embarrassment, re-wrapping yourself in his sheets. “But why am I here? You could have put me back in my own place.”

“You hid your key in your bra, I was not about to mess around with that.”

“Good call.” You nodded, pulling the sleeves of the hoodie over your palms. “And my dress?”

“Reeked of alcohol. I didn’t realize you were one to go off with strangers and be messy with your drinks.”

You frowned at him. “I’m really not. Last night was an outlier.”

“Whatever you say...” Bambam mused in a sing-song voice. “I put your dress in the wash. And don’t worry, you insisted on changing yourself. I wasn’t planning on it, but you kept telling me ‘no peeking!’ Also, I took the couch so you could have the bed, you’re welcome again.”

“Oh. Well, um, thank you for taking care of me last night. I appreciate it.” You moved to get out of bed, not knowing what else to say. It’s not that you didn’t like Bambam, quite the opposite actually. You had just never been alone with him, only ever hanging out with your neighbor when your mutual friend Jackson came over. You believed Bambam to be too cool for you. Whenever you saw him alone in the building you tried to keep your interactions to a minimum for fear of making your crush on him too obvious. “So...you look nice today. I mean, you look nice every time I see you, but just especially today. What’s the occasion?”

“Us. We’re going on our first date.”

Your eyes grew to the size of saucers. “We are?!”

He nodded with a smile, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Yeah, don’t you remember? You asked me before you went to sleep and I agreed. Now hurry up and go get ready. I’m already dressed, and as cute as you are in my hoodie, I don’t think it’s proper attire for brunch.”

Bambam smiled to himself after finally convincing you nothing bad happened the night before and getting you to go back to your place to change. If he knew that you’d believe you asked him out in your drunken stupor, he would have tried that trick a long time ago, for he had never had the guts to confess to you too.

——

Yugyeom

“Come on, Noona. My car’s only a block away now.”

“But my feet hurt,” you mumbled into your knees. Yugyeom squatted next to you on the curb, trying to get you to keep walking. He didn’t understand what your friends meant by “good luck” when he finally picked you up, until now. You kept stopping every few steps, distracted by a shop window or your reflection. At this rate, it seemed like you two wouldn’t get to his car until dawn.

“That’s because you’re wearing those awful shoes,” Yugyeom chuckled. “Why do girls wear such high heels if it’s going to hurt?”

“It’s all about the calves, Yugyeom. You wouldn’t understand.”

Yugyeom sighed before turning his back towards you. “Come on, let’s go. I’ll carry you.”

“You’re the best,” you slurred contentedly as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

His breath hitched as you nuzzled yourself comfortably in the crook of his neck, your exhales tickling his skin. Yugyeom prayed that you couldn’t feel how fast his heart was beating, or if you did, he hoped you’d forget about it. He distracted himself from his thoughts by readjusting his grip on your legs.

He was just your roommate—nothing more, nothing less. It made sense for you to request for him of all people to get you.

“So, um...did anyone try to pick you up at the club? Did you give anyone your number?”

You sneered. “Why would I do that when I have you?”

His hold on you tensed up but he kept walking. “What do you mean?”

“Well, it makes sense doesn’t it? You’re always there for me, like listening to me rant when I’ve had a hard day at work or making me dinner because I haven’t had a proper meal all day.” You smiled into his neck. “And you can count on me anytime too. You already know I’m gonna be in the front row of every one of your dance performances and if you ever get too drunk at the club, I’ll be there to pick you up. I guess I just assumed we always had this unspoken thing going on.”

“Ah...” was all he could say. Yugyeom swore his his heart had just stopped working all together. You weren’t slurring your words anymore but you had said all of this so calmly. Were you perhaps—

“Actually, to really answer your question, somebody did pick me up at the club. You.” You gave his neck a gentle squeeze before resting your head on his shoulder, ready to let sleep take you. “Thanks for sparing my pained feet. Yugyeom, I’m going home with you.”

His face burned at the (unintentional?) double entendre but he allowed himself to relax under your touch. You were right—you had him.

And when you snuck an (intentional!) kiss on his cheek as he got you into his passenger seat, Yugyeom realized he had you too.

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[Translation] SQP Bonus Drama Track 2

And, here’s the 2nd track~! I have the rest of the translations on queue so it’ll be regularly updated! I said I won’t be sharing the tracks but mutuals who I’ve been constantly interacting with are free to ask me for them ^^

Track 2: (SolidS) [はじまりの場所] “The place where it all started”

Under the cut for length, enjoy~

Track 2: (SolidS) [はじまりの場所] “The place where it all started”

(footsteps)

TSUBASA: We’ve arrived~! Come on, let’s go in.

RIKKA: This shop… This is where we first met…!

(they walk inside)

RIKKA: So, it’s a café in the morning, huh? I didn’t know that.

TSUBASA: Yep, yep~ Of course I love this place’s alcohol but I love their pork cutlet sandwich, too! Ah~ I’m so hungry!

TSUBASA: Thanks for the food~ (he starts eating) Hm~

RIKKA: (chuckles) You’ve been energetically talking for a while now. Thanks for your hard work.

TSUBASA: You, too! Wait—Does this mean that you were listening to the radio show I’m in?

RIKKA: Yes, of course~

TSUBASA: Uwah, that makes me so happy!

RIKKA: I am Okui Tsubasa’s fan after all~

TSUBASA: Oh, which reminds me, you kept articles from magazines with us in it neatly filed, huh?

RIKKA: I don’t have them all, though. But, I remember quite well what you all said for a particular interview.

TSUBASA: Uwah~ I sorta feel like you can see through me now~!

RIKKA: (chuckles) Tsubasa’s a man of his word so you have nothing to worry about.

TSUBASA: Guess so~

RIKKA: Shiki said, ‘I’ll try to sleep early as much as possible from here on.’ or something. It’s all just lies, though.

TSUBASA: There’s that, too~ Ah but, you surprisingly got up early today, huh?

RIKKA: It seems like the next deadline’s coming close.

RIKKA: They (the staff) took a short nap late in the evening and it seems like they had to get up early the next day.

TSUBASA: Uwah, that pattern of doing things repeatedly in a short interval… Are you sure they’re not at their wits’ end…?

RIKKA: Probably…

TSUBASA: Guess they’re trying to learn from their troubles, aren’t they?

TSUBASA: Ah, no. I think it’s more appropriate to say that they’re doing as much work as they can until the last minute, huh?

TSUBASA: And yet you still manage to sleep and wake up earlier than me, and still eat breakfast. Really, how do you manage all that by yourself?

RIKKA: I wouldn’t call it that though… I’m not as busy like Shiki is every day and I’m quite used to moving my body around a lot.

RIKKA: Plus, if I don’t eat breakfast I won’t be able to function properly.

TSUBASA: You sure know how to manage your work and life balance, huh~

TSUBASA: That’s why you were completely fine with filming the next day after the live.

RIKKA: It was a building that had wonderful sunlight and everything was already prepared so it only took about 2 hours or so.

RIKKA: I think talking so early in the morning for a radio show is much more tiring.

TSUBASA: Really? Well, I was worried about getting hungry during a live broadcast.

RIKKA: (chuckles) But, I feel like you can manage to make an interesting topic out of that~

TSUBASA: I think so, too! But— (laughs)

RIKKA: Hm? What’s wrong?

TSUBASA: I just find it funny how we’re all still the same as we usually are after a live. Rikka and Shiki are a given but Dai-chan sleeping in afterwards is kinda funny.

RIKKA: It’s true. (chuckles) We really are acting like usual.

RIKKA: Everything started in this café, didn’t it?

RIKKA: That day, if I hadn’t met Shiki or you and Dai, I’d probably still be a common person.

TSUBASA: (chuckles) I can’t imagine it! You’re speaking lightly of it.

RIKKA: (chuckles) I understand why you’d react that way now but back then I was really anxious and uneasy.

RIKKA: I felt like I couldn’t just continue on like that.

TSUBASA: Ah, I feel like I can sorta understand.

TSUBASA: “Right now I’m still no-good. But, I don’t know what I should do,” or something like that.

RIKKA: Yes, exactly. That’s right.

TSUBASA: Me, too. If I hadn’t met you or Shiki I’d probably manage to graduate university after barely surviving and be working in a foreign company or something.

RIKKA: It’s you we’re talking about so I’m sure you’ll be able to do anything with great energy~

TSUBASA: Thank you~

TSUBASA: But, if I had ended up that way I’d feel like something was missing constantly.

TSUBASA: And I might have been listening to Shiki’s songs as a stranger. In a way, I feel like he’d manage to still be in a unit with other people.

RIKKA: That’s… I wouldn’t like that…

TSUBASA: Me, too. Just thinking about it irks me.

TSUBASA: Also, I don’t know what would’ve happened to Dai. Though I know that he won’t just be spacing about.

RIKKA: To think that me spilling water as I passed Dai would’ve lead to this.

TSUBASA: Totally.

(Tsubasa’s phone rings)

TSUBASA: Hm? I wonder who it is.

TSUBASA: Woah, what awesome timing…!

(Tsubasa answers the phone)

TSUBASA: Hello~?

DAI: (over the phone) You. What are you grinning about?

TSUBASA: Eh~ Where are you watching from, you pervert~?

DAI: Stupid. I can tell [that you’re grinning] just by listening to your voice.

TSUBASA: Oh~ As expected from my childhood friend.

DAI: (over the phone) Where are you right now?

TSUBASA: I’m having tea with Rikka in Shibuya! Are you jealous~?

DAI: (over the phone) Not really.

TSUBASA: Aww~ You should just be honest and say that you are~

DAI: I really am not. Never mind. I get the gist anyway. (Dai hangs up, Tsubasa’s phone beeps)

TSUBASA: Wha--?? Hey, wait! What do you mean ‘you get the gist’?

TSUBASA: Huh? Dai? Dai-chan!?

RIKKA: Oh… Did he hang up?

TSUBASA: Yeah… Geez… What did he even call for?

RIKKA: I think Dai’s supposed to be off today. Maybe he was just lonely.

TSUBASA: Definitely not. He’s never called me whenever he’s bored, ya know?

TSUBASA: Even though I tell him to call me anytime.

RIKKA: (forced laughter)

TSUBASA: Really, he won’t gossip with me. Dai-chan’s such a bully!

(café bell rings)

DAI: I knew you’d be here.

TSUBASA: Eh?!

RIKKA: Dai?!

DAI: What was that about me, Tsubasa?

TSUBASA: Ah… Dai-chan, I love you~

DAI: Stupid. (he hits Tsubasa jokingly)

TSUBASA: Ow…!

DAI: Ah, excuse me. Can you take my order? Some iced tea please.

(Dai sits down)

RIKKA: (chuckles) You’re truly one in mind and soul, aren’t you~

RIKKA: I’m amazed that you figured out we’re here.

DAI: I saw this. (Dai shows Rikka his phone)

RIKKA: (reading from the phone) “I’m on a lunch date with Rikka right now~”

RIKKA: Tsubasa, since when did you tweet this?

DAI: I saw the pork cutlet sandwich on the picture and I remembered it suddenly.

TSUBASA: Uwah~ Dai-chan, that’s amazing! You can totally become a detective specialized in finding me!

DAI: That doesn’t make me happy.

TSUBASA: Anyway, did you need something around this area? I thought that you’d be loitering around in the dorms today.

DAI: That was my plan but it seems like Eichi got a fever.

RIKKA: Eh? Is that true?

TSUBASA: Ah, he was totally doing his best helping before the concert, wasn’t he? I heard he’s been managing the twins lately, too.

DAI: Seems like it.

RIKKA: Then we’ll have to postpone tonight’s drinking party, huh?

TSUBASA: Yeah. So, did you help with nursing him, Dai?

DAI: Ichiru said he was gonna buy medicine so I went with him.

DAI: Shu’s been busy with work all morning and he’s been doing work that Eichi was supposed to do as well.

TSUBASA: Both units’ leaders sure love working, huh~

RIKKA: Then what about the hospital? Is he not going?

DAI: There wasn’t anyone available in the agency so they couldn’t go.

RIKKA: Ah… That’s a little disheartening…

TSUBASA: So, where’s Ichiru? Wasn’t he with you?

DAI: He seemed super worried so I let him go on ahead.

DAI: Tsubasa, are you free after this?

TSUBASA: Unfortunately, no. I have to go to the agency after this. We have to discuss the schedule for the outdoor filming.

RIKKA: I’m free after this and I was thinking of heading straight back to the dorm.

DAI: I see. That’d be a great help. Issei and Ichiru were thinking of cooking something for Eichi so I think they’d be happy if someone helped them out.

RIKKA: That would be no problem.

TSUBASA: Exactly! Chef Rikka’s Cooking Class~ How about filming it?

TSUBASA: Won’t that make Shu and Eichi happy, too~?

DAI: Will it really…?

RIKKA: I think it will. Shu showed me a picture of them during their trip and he looked so happy about it.

TSUBASA: Oh! He showed it to me, too! Somehow, image of Izumi Shu is changing a little, huh~

RIKKA: Mine, too. Although his calm and gentle image is still there, lately he’s been showing more excitement.

RIKKA: I feel like QUELL is slowly making his feelings change and his dreams come true.

DAI: Didn’t Shu scout the rest of QUELL by himself?

DAI: Shu’s songs are so unique and tranquil and when they sing it live it’s very wonderful.

TSUBASA: Right?! The three of them say they’re nervous but they can deliver!

RIKKA: They were so nervous and anxious backstage and I was so surprised when they were suddenly so calm on stage.

TSUBASA: Well, our leader’s no joke, too~ I’m surprised he can sing such fast-paced songs with so much energy!

DAI: Yeah. I felt like I was gonna get absorbed by it.

RIKKA: At first we really weren’t sure what to do and just followed him.

TSUBASA: Yep, yep~ He totally didn’t hold back even though we had no prior experience!

TSUBASA: Well, he didn’t have to. I’d just be irritated.

DAI: Those two might be a little too similar.

TSUBASA: Plus, they love working a lot, right~?

RIKKA: (chuckles) That’s so true.

==END==

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