#the background ran away from me a bit but yOLO

[slothnobility]

Izroul, the bastard son. 

[cancer-man-speaks]

Cancer Sucks But You Live

My punctuation sucks because I haven’t evolved thumbs.

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Sometimes I put things off so long that I feel ashamed and in turn try to bury it even deeper in the pile of things to do. As far as excuses go it’s not the greatest but most fall short of that. A great deal of that lost time is laziness but there is also a part of me that doesn’t want to look back, that doesn’t want to remember what it was like to be where you are at.

    Always obsessed with outward appearance, I cracked a joke when the doctor told me that my PET scan lit up like a Christmas tree on crank. I cried in my sister’s arms when she ran to me across the snow dusted parking lot of the clinic. I smoked a pack of cigarettes on the car ride home, trying to keep my hands busy, to do something other than think about what this all meant. I calmed down before walking in, steeling myself to be as stoic and stone faced for my family as I could. In my head I thought that I couldn’t feel this for the sake of others around me. The moment I walked in the door, I saw the tear streaked faces of my mother and sisters. The dogs milled around their ankles not sure what to make of all their sorrow and their inability to help (or in our beagle’s case, his inability to get fed.) All my bluster, all my hubris fell away when I saw my loved ones, the things I had to lose all in one place. They embraced me one at a time then we came together as a group and I lost it. All motor control lost, my legs felt like jelly. They as a group, as a family supported my weight until I could stand on my own two feet again. The beagle, ever caring, bit me in the ankle for being too far into my mother’s person space.

When I got home from the biopsy, that confirmed the doctor’s suspicion of cool case of type b small cell non-Hodgkin's lymphoma, I took to sleeping on the floor. I told myself it was to keep my bad back comfortable but the truth was it felt good to have something solid underneath me as everything was changing. The days passed and the face in the mirror grew ever more foreign. The bone under my flab carved itself out in my cheeks and jaw. Hollow pockets formed around my eyes that gave me the look of an upstairs basement dwelling gnurdsferatu. The only thing that didn’t change were the patterns on the pitted hardwood of my floor. I’d take off my glasses, lay my head on the cool floor, and follow the whirls in the grain with my weary eyes until they lead out of blurry site. There was a comfort in knowing that just because I couldn’t see where the rich, brown lines ended it didn’t mean they were done travelling.

Either through pity or not being able to read the signs of chemotherapy I’d occasionally get compliments on my physique. Over a beer or two somebody would ask, “You look really good, man. What’s your secret? You been going to the gym or doing heroin?”

Nothing beats the satisfaction of the anti-joke that is responding with an off handed, casual, “I have cancer. It beats the hell out of doing palates.” After you explain the sitch to people a million times explaining it one more time is mundane and boring. They will stumble a second on their words; not sure if you are telling the truth or a joke in poor taste. It’s the ultimate, “Gotcha,” moment. When your diagnosis becomes blasé your spirits soar.

    From a few days after I was diagnosed letters poured in by the boatload. Friends, family, friends of family, people that had passed me once at the mall and paid a compliment to my shoes all wanted me to know that there was hope and that I was not alone. I’d read them and be dumbfounded by the amount of care people could express for a stranger. I was even more dumbfounded by the amount of care the family could express. No matter how hard I tried to blend into the background, to continue my weird, self-isolation from my family they kept firing salvo after salvo of cards and gifts. They’d send me gum, stickers that said, “Fuck Cancer,” (Because as we know cancer is terrified of strong language.), and all manner of sweet, sweet candy treats. There was no way for me to stay off the radar of the people that loved me.  

    I held it together through my first few rounds of chemo. It really didn’t bother me until my hair fell out. Until my fourth round I was feeling like a million bucks. I was getting skinny, I lost a few stray hairs, and I had an actual license to smoke pot. What 24-year-old wouldn’t love that? I was driving to the store to grab a drink and I ran my hand through my hair and it came back in tufts between my fingers. Pulling off the road into an abandoned store’s parking lot I started neurotically, compulsively picking away at my scalp and beard. Handfuls of the stuff coated the front seat of my 03’ Accord but still I couldn’t stop. I watched in horror as my reflection warped in the rearview mirror. I just couldn’t stop. After a half hour of what scholars refer to as, “Going bananas real manic like,” I regained my composure. I drove myself over to a friend’s house and had her shear my head with the clippers her dad used to shave his back. From that day on I was bald. It wasn’t so bad when I got used to it. Every now and then I would get a weird phantom limb sensation, as though I still had a rugged mane of hair, when the breeze blew on my naked scalp.

    I was in and out of the hospital all the time. My guts exploded one time when a tumor responded to the chemo and disappeared. It was what we wanted with the tumor, not so much what we wanted for my intestines. They cut out ten feet of my goop and stitched me back up. I was locked up in the cancer klink for two weeks after that. They had me on a tube and all of my food and fluids came from an IV, except when family or friends were around. They would sneak me a small cup of ice cubes, a rare sip of water, or even, once, a whole bottle of tangerine Bai over a whole night. Even when I was being a real grumpy cancer boy my friends, family, and everybody else would stick it out just to let me know I wasn’t alone. In that exact same stay, a friend of mine actually saved my life because he was able to understand my garbled speech through my nose/mouth tubes. I’d been trying to explain to my nurse that the bile vacuum they had in my guts was pumping my green-black bile back into me but she may have been one of god’s special people. When my friend confirmed that my gunk was being pumped back into me, he snagged somebody. Without that kind of support, I’d have either been dead or in the hooskow weeks longer. Not every situation is bubbling gut ooze but when it is remember to trust those people around you enough to say, “Hey, my bubbling gut ooze vacuum feels like its acting weird. Can you go look at the container the ooze is collecting in and tell me what it’s doing?”

    You’d think that with all this gut busting and chemo I’d be taking it easy. Wrong. I’m a big idiot so instead of resting I kept smoking, went to the bars regularly, and tried my hand at in the DIY rock n’ roll venue game. My nights before chemo were full of putting anything and everything I could inflict on my body. Jumping through tables, mosh pits, and drinking beer bongs to Jean Claude Van Dame flicks were everyday occurrences. I’d been dumb before cancer. With the ability to live a bohemian, YOLO life I did just that. I’d burn the candle at both ends because I didn’t know if there was going to be a tomorrow. Tomorrow always came; usually with a Jimmy Buffet grade hangover. Dumb. I was dumb. I did seven rounds of chemo then stem cell and not once did I let off the gas petal of stupidity.

    But you know what?

    I survived. Against all odds, against odds that I was actively trying to stack against myself, I survived. Was it a miracle sent down from the heavens? Maybe. Was it aliens? I’d like to think so. Was it the constant support of my friends and loved ones coupled with cutting edge, state of the art technology in the hands of the most competent doctors and nurses in the industry even though I was hellbent on dying young and beautiful because I’m an idiot? That’s a run-on sentence. It’s also a pretty good idea of what kept me alive, what will keep you alive. I was full to the brim with cancer while dancing on the brink of self-immolation. If I did everything in my power to give myself the odds of a three-legged horse at the Kentucky Derby what do you think yours are? I bet you take care of yourself at least slightly better. I’d like to think that if I beat cancer there is an infinite amount of hope for you, who is not an idiot with a death wish, to go into remission.

    There will be moments in the dead of night where you doubt your own survival. There will be bright days that you will sleep away. There will be moments where you lay on the floor in the fetal position bathed in hot tears and cold sweat. You will think of what a life without this hell would be like. You will feel like the cards are stacked against you. The, “What if’s,” will mix a cocktail of fatal fear in your skull eating away at your resolve. You will walk into your kitchen and forget for half an hour that you came in there for soup. You will throw that soup up and lay hunched and miserable over the porcelain for an hour. You will wonder who will carry your name? Who will see your babies walk across the stage at graduation?

The answer is you. This may be the worst moment of your life but it will not be the one that defines you. What defines you will be all that comes after this nightmare. With your two hands you will make great works. Gardens resplendent in their rainbow will call your master. You will see the white sands of far off beaches, will feel the artic chill of the frozen wastelands allegedly known as, “Canadia” far to the North. Mortal peril will be replaced with picking up the kids from karate and a gallon of milk. You will watch your children grow and cover this earth like that brand of paint I can’t mention for copyright reasons. As you watch them cross that stage or walk down the aisle you will have at your sides the same faces that did their best to make you smile from your bedside during your weakest moment. Trust in them as you would have them trust in you. They will be your guide when you cannot find yourself, we will be your guide.

[cheollies]

Rent a Boyfriend!Chan

a/n: (dedicated to all Chan stans *whispers* @pasteluji​)

Lee Chan: the inexperienced type. introduce him to your friends and watch him get flustered over everything. as you have already told your friends, you’re his first girlfriend, all of them will swoon at his cute demeanor as he offers to pay and do everything. extra services include shy physical affection that’s bound to have your friends squealing.

everyone agrees

Chan is the one most accurately close to his ‘type’

he knows nothing about dating, he went into the job knowing nothing about dating, and the company was literally like

‘Sweetie, child, don’t learn to date, it’ll ruin everything’

so basically he gets thrown into different job with a thumbs up from everyone and a ‘you’re gonna do great honey’  

at first he wasn’t as popular as the other guys, people usually passed by his profile without a thought, but then all of a sudden

the hype of inexperienced boyfriends was somehow glorified and that’s the weekend Chan thought he was going to collapse from over working.

He no longer wishes to be as popular as Joshua

Can often be found getting ready in the game room

The stylist is ironing his hair while his eyes are fixed on the video game and his fingers are moving at the speed of light

‘SERIOUSLY CHAN! GO GET READY IN THE MAKE UP ROOM FOR GODS SAKE’

constantly eating snacks

he sits in the chair, getting his makeup done while eating some chips even though the make up artist is like ‘you’re going to ruin your lip tint’

‘Yolo’

‘CHAN’

Everyone marvels at the way Chan changed from the moment he entered the company to him now

and at first he was so sweet and nice, and then one day he came in with a sassy ass attitude and a ‘i know i’m the shit’ look

Jihoon: i’m gonna beat him

Mingyu: not before I do

Jeonghan: get in line idiots

probably chews bubble gum and blows bubbles when he’s in a conversation with his older coworkers

one time Seungcheol pried his mouth open to throw the gum away because he was getting so annoyed

oh damn, i haven’t talked about his clients yet, lololol

okay, Chan often goes on jobs that is basically just him, his client, and their girlfriends

mostly dinner dates or lunch dates, and it’s usually the ‘first time introducing you to my friends’ type of thing

and Chan just does things he’s seen in tv shows or movies, but he always gets flustered as hell

He’s so awkward with girls that it’s cringy

Felt as though his heart was going to jump out of his chest when his client kissed him on the cheek

and the girls squealed like ‘you’re so cuute’

and then cue Chan being like ‘I’m not cute! I can be tough too’

still doesn’t understand why girls squeal more when he says that.

usually he ends up being tipped by the end of the night because he’s so innocent and cute that you just kinda gotta

one time showed off his dance moves to his client and their friends, but halfway through he got so embarrassed that he had to stop and sit in the corner and think about his occupation

he met you in the company building

you two were passing by each other, Chan was heading to school after work and you were walking in

when he saw you, he just felt so captivated, so pulled to you, he ended up staring, turning his head when you began to pass him, and all at once…

he slammed into the glass door

Cue Soonyoung and Seokmin snickering to the side while they send the video to everyone

anyway

Chan kind of stands up with an embarrassed look, hoping no one saw, but when he turns to look at you, you smile at him, lips obviously letting out a little giggle before you disappear around the corner

‘YOU LOOKED SO STUPID!’ Chan buried his head into the couch while Seungkwan replays the video

‘who is she?’ Chan asks

and Seungkwan gasps, ‘you don’t know her?’ Seungkwan makes it seem all dramatic but then he ends up laughing, ‘nah i’m just kidding. She’s new. No one really knows what she does, but she’s got her own office and all the staff listen to her.’

Seungkwan leans into Chan to whisper, ‘the other day, I heard she told off Jeonghan’s make up artist for stealing some supplies and totally fired her on the spot.’

Chan kinda thinks it’s cool. You’re mysterious, you’re so different from the other girls he’s worked with. You’re powerful in this company and he doesn’t know why.

For a while he doesn’t see you, he thinks of you periodically but you’d usually sit in the back of his mind

He was leaving work one day, outside of the building, he attempts to grab a cab when he spots you.

you were frustratingly trying to hail a cab too but it seemed everyone was being an ass today

Just a few steps next to you, Chan manages to hail a cab and he stares at you

‘You can take mine.’ he says to you

‘Really? Thanks so much.’ You jump next to him, your smile grinning from ear to ear and he can smell the sweet scent of peaches coming off of you, “Chan right? The one who ran into the door.’

He’s embarrassed once more with a grin, ‘yeah’

‘I’ll see you around then.’

Chan swoons when you leave. His heart racing and his whole day is spent feeling like he was on top of the world.

He sees you a lot more often now

In the make up room, in the changing rooms, in the lobby, in the game room, in the resting rooms

and everyone stares at Chan sitting on the couch laughing with you about something

the first few times, Chan could see just how uncomfortable everyone felt around you

But once weeks passed it seemes as though Chan’s relationship with you made everything more chillax

and people can breath once again

‘YOU’RE THE CEO’S DAUGHTER’

‘OH YOU DIDN’T KNOW’

Now chan gets all anxious now bc, it’s you, you’re the ceo’s daughter, you have the power to fire him, and he has the most biggest crush on you ever but now this just makes him a hundred times more scared to ask you out bc what if you reject him and then fire him

so he tries to pick up clues, like

hmmmm did you get him coffee because you like him or because he’s just a friend to you

did you touch his hair because you like him or because you were just fixing it as a friend

HE DOESN’T KNOW

someone help him

Chan really doesn’t know anything about love or dating, so he goes to his coworkers.

‘JUST CONFESS’

‘GIVE HER FLOWERS’

‘NO CHOCOLATES’

‘TELL HER HOW PRETTY SHE IS’

‘GIVE HER A TEDDY BEAR’

‘THOSE ARE HORRIBLE IDEAS’ screams Seungcheol at the boys who start giggling.

the talk didn’t really go well because soon after everyone had work to go to

but since Chan is a newbie, he decided to put those ideas to use.

He walks into the building with a bouquet of flowers, chocolates, and a tiny bear. He sees you standing by the lobby desks, talking to the workers and approaches you with such a nervous heart

You smile when you see him and kind of tilt your head in confusion at all the stuff in his hands, ‘did you get those for your client?’

‘No’ he stutters on the word

cue Minghao and Hansol on the side holding back their laughter saying ‘he really did it’

Chan is so nervous he’s starting to sweat a little bit and he squeaks out a little ‘i like you’ while handing you the stuff

Now you’re embarrassed. Your cheeks are flushing red as you stare at the stuff.

Chan notices how embarrassed you are and takes it to mean that you don’t like him and he looks so defeated like ‘sorry.’

But you scream ‘no no no. I’m sorry. You’re just so cute.’ you take the flowers from him and smile so bright he feels as though his heart is going to burst, ‘i like you too.’

AND THAT’S HOW Y'ALL GOT TOGETHER

he kinda gets the largest ego from dating you

Like yeah, he’s the shit now

but in reality he tattles to you about the other guys and you have to like ‘calm down Chan’

He kinda secretly wants you to be jealous of him going on fake dates with his clients and being all lovey dovey with other girls

and he’ll try to get all up in your face while you’re working saying ‘im going now~~~ I’m gonna go on another date with a girl~~’

and you just smile at him ‘okay. I’ll see you when you get back’

he’s stomping his foot screaming ‘YOU’RE NO FUN’

follows you around eating chips from a bag and you have to say to Chan ‘this is a professional setting.’

cue Chan putting a chip in his mouth as if he doesn’t believe you

‘Give me one’

‘No you’re working’

‘CHAN YOU ARE LITERALLY AT WORK RIGHT NOW TOO’ he purposely changed your phone background to a picture of him because ya he’s your man now

couple items for days but he constantly had to take them off when he works and he gets so salty about it

It was hard trying to plan a celebration for Chan’s birthday Since his birthday is just three days before valentines day, the whole company turns into a war zone

and it didn’t help that both you and Chan would be working Chan was scheduled for dates throughout the entire day, and you were in charge of the rent a girlfriend department 

So you and Chan had settled to celebrate his birthday as well as valentines day after all the chaos. well that’s what Chan thinks because you have something entirely up your sleeve. 

Anyway, the day of Chan’s birthday comes and it falls on the weekend before valentines so the place is pretty swamped 

but before Chan leaves for his last date of the day, he goes to the rent a girlfriend part of the building and he’s literally pushing pass other girls as he tries to get to the dressing rooms where he hears your voice bc you’re getting frustrated 

and Chan just comes behind you, and honestly you felt so relieved just seeing his face, it really calmed you down, and Chan gives you a nice kiss on the cheek (while the other girls squeal at the cuteness) before he leaves because he thinks he probably won’t see you until the next day 

BUT

when Chan comes back to the building to change out of the company clothes, he steps into the building with a fearful look because ‘is this real? It’s so quiet. Where is everyone?’ 

It’s completely empty and when he fully steps into the building 

BAM 

The lights turn on, everyone jumps out to scream happy birthday and it’s basically a Joshua’s birthday 2.0 but with Chan but the difference is that it isn’t as big as Joshua’s birthday, it was just the other rent a boyfriends and a few other friends

it turns out, since Chan learned later, that you had convinced your dad to basically have everyone take that night off so you could use the building for Chan. it look a lot of puppy eyes and tantrums but you wore your dad down to let it happen 

and instead of handing Chan a cake that night, you handed him a laser gun and a vest while screaming ‘PUT IT ON! WE’RE ABOUT TO SHOW THE GUYS JUST HOW BADASS WE CAN BE’ 

yeah so that’s how you and Chan ended up running around the building playing laser tag with the others 

and god, when he was running on the second floor with you, he was holding your hand while running down the hall, and when he looked back, he just saw this bright smile on your face and he swore he’s never felt more in love with you 

okay but you also ordered a bunch of pizza as delivery and the delivery guy was incredibly terrified when he stepped in because you and Chan were the first to get to him and you guys planned on hoarding all the pizza 

so just imagine a bunch of other people just running from out of the staircase with laser guns and screaming about the pizza 

but you and Chan obviously end up sharing the pizza with everyone else 

and Chan is just smiling so much he thinks his face is going to break and he just can’t believe that he managed to snatch you he’s just so foolishly in love with you and he doesn’t think there would be anyone in the world who he could love even more than you. 

[dawnover-dusk]

Magical!SVT: Hoshi

lol 420 blaze it. for @dumbbelle my beautiful friend

of course, our kwon fire is more inclined towards fire magic

he’s from an old family of magicians and they were all elemental so it was always

‘which element will our little soonyoung master??’

the kwons got their answer when hoshi almost burnt down the family farm

mom ran outside to find her 5 year old son sobbing and cradling the chickens

‘BUT I JUST WANTED COCO TO BE WARM’

dad decided to make an ill-timed joke about having chicken for dinner. mom was not amused

when hoshi turned 15, he enrolled in the boarding school for magicians called ‘The Academy’

it was supposed to be all ominous sounding but nah magicians aren’t that creative

he quickly made friends but he isn’t…the best. student

he works really hard of course but none of the theory came to him naturally

lots of one-on-one tutoring sessions with model student!joshua

didn’t help that the Academy was basically a walled building on the outskirts of a town

and the town was so much more interesting?

like the mid-autumn festival and the loud percussion he would hear from his bedroom window when he was supposed to be studying 

junior magicians weren’t allowed to go into the town 

the #1 rule was no f.u.n pretty much

one night he’s just like,,,yolo and sneaks out. light magic!dino wakes up but makes hoshi get him some street food before rolling over and going back to bed

the festival is ending and the last night involves this big party that just goes on and on

hoshi finds a hole that was never patched up from when this random girl dug her way into the compound and crawls through

and for the first time he feels so….free? breathing in the night air, feeling the bass lines vibrate through his body

there’s a little wooden stage constructed for the festival in the middle of the town square and he pushes his way through the crowd gathered around it

and there he sees something so magical that he can’t believe that it’s not. it’s non-magical

you’re there performing with your dance team and the live band behind you

he’s looking up at you with such wonder and joy

you catch his eye and you almost forget your next steps because of how wide-eyed he is? like has this boy never seen someone dance…pls stop staring you’re getting self-conscious

never mind that there’s a freaking crowd around you….and there’s a lot more eyes than his staring y’know?

probably because he’s really cute too ok lol

by this point the music is reaching a crescendo but nope. you’ve forgotten what you’re supposed to be doing 

so like any entertainer you’re just like...time for AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION also time for winging it but no one will ever know

and you pretty much drag hoshi up on stage 

he freezes but after some really frantic facial and body language communication that you do, he starts to feel the beat and dance along 

and surprise! winging it worked! because hoshi, although not the best magician, is FIRE on the dance floor

like to the point where you want to kick him off because hello you’ve practiced way too long for this stage ya feel

after your team’s performance ended, you and hoshi are on an after-performance high

you find out that he’s from the Academy and of course you’re just like

“can you do any tricks??”

but he gets a bit uncomfortable so you lay off and spend the rest of the night running around to all the street vendors

he remembers to snag dino a really loaded up hot dog and you end up walking with him back to the Academy

the lights and noise fade out into the background and the darkness swallows the two of you

and he’s like. oh shit. i have to go back to this world of stuffiness and academia and ughhh 

you, on the other hand, are looking up at the wall in the same wonder that hoshi had in his eyes while you were dancing

he notices it 

‘canyoucomebacksometime?’ he asks, all in one breath

you’re a bit confused but he goes on

‘you asked about tricks, right? i can show them to you!’

your face lights up and you nod

‘that would be so cool’ you exclaim

‘can you teach me more dances though?’ you just nod because…why wouldn’t you he’s a cute magician

so every weekend you meet at the hole underneath the wall 

you sneak in and watch him and his friends practice their spells and potion making and he sneaks out to learn more about dancing and music with your team

one night he’s showing you a new idea that he had

he wants to incorporate fire into his dancing 

and while you watch him, you feel your heart flutter a bit 

he’s so passionate about what he’s creating and his friends say that he’s been a lot happier too, more than he has been at the Academy

but then a stray flame directs itself to your arm and you yelp as you feel it burn your skin

hoshi immediately runs to you but you flinch away. he backs off, hurt

you had covered the burned area of your forearm with your opposite hand in reflex but when you take it away to check, you yelp again with surprise

your skin is healing?? like this was not the biological process of healing that you learned in school?? what

you look at hoshi and he’s just like…i did not do that

your friend already has that guilty kicked puppy look but then he’s like…‘maybe you’re magical too???’

you want to scoff but then you think back about how you’ve had faster wound healing than a lot of kids 

that’s why your dance team makes you do a lot of the more difficult stunts lol

‘I mean I know you said that your family isn’t magical but…sometimes it just awakens in some people!’

he drags you back to the Academy but you refuse to talk to the Council or any of the teachers because it’s been like, half a year

you know by now that the Academy isn’t Hogwarts and you don’t really want to be trapped in there until you can control your magic or whatever

so seungcheol examines you instead and yup. you are a bonafide healing magic user. greeeeeat

you swear seungcheol to secrecy after some very creative threats and you and hoshi take a walk around the garden

‘I’m really sorry about earlier..’ he still feels so guilty omg

‘it’s ok, I guess I know now that I can fix you up whenever you do something stupid’

‘no but really!! I know I’m not the best student but it’s my second year here and I still can’t control the fire sometimes…’

you place a hand on his arm and try to look him in the eye. is he….crying??? you’ve never seen him tear up before

you wrap your arms around his waist and he reflexively nuzzles his cheek against your head

‘I promise you that I’m going to try harder! and I won’t hurt you ever again’

you pull away a bit and stick out your pinky finger

‘ok but you also have to promise me that you’ll continue to use fire in your dances! it looked really cool it was lit’

you see him scrunch up his face really cutely and nod, hooking his pinky finger around yours

hoshi gets joshua to tutor you on the side just so you can do basic wound healing stuff on your own

a few years later he’s graduating from the Academy with his friends

you sort of sneak in through that same hole and the Council is like….ugh….another one? but they don’t throw you out because it’s supposed to be a happy day!

you throw flowers at him and he shoots finger guns at you all greasy-like and you’re like…gross…but also…his winking is really cute what is happening

at the end of the ceremony you run up and hug him and then, like the night that you met him, you were going to wing it

you kiss him really quickly on the lips. just a peck. but he freezes up and you’re like lol gotta blast

to no one’s surprise, he decides that he wants to be an entertainer and pretty much joins your dance team

at first your team is like….uh….did he even try out? what 

and then they get super confused because IS THAT FIRE? minghao, one of the choreographers, is lowkey living for it tho

but you’re like ‘it’s ok guys I got you’ and it was just. a day of revelations for your poor team. but after a while they’re ok with it because hoshi pretty much becomes the star and you rake in so much in ticket sales that you guys get to travel too

in some swanky hotel room overseas, he comes up behind you and tickles your sides and you turn around to tell him off

but then he grabs your shoulders and gives you your first. proper kiss together 

when he pulls back you’re like. oh. oh. oh.

*oh by snsd starts playing*

‘that’s how it should be done’ he smiles at you

and nope. now you’re back to telling him off lol