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𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝐴 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜? (𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝐿𝑎𝑢)

𝑇𝑦𝑝𝑒: 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝐿𝑎𝑢 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝑗𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑠𝑘 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓.

𝐴/𝑁: 𝐻𝑖 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑜𝑜𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒. 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦!

𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝐼’𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔~

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠~

𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙~

Music rings through the halls of the house. It was Henry, doing what he does best. His music flows from his soul and into any instrument he plays. It was always beautiful to hear. I see how every moment he spends in the room of music, is a moment spent in heaven for him. I’ve never quite understood his passion, but I love watching it in action.

I walk down the hall in the direction of the melody, my bare feet smacking the cold floor. I curl my toes, wishing I’d put on my slippers. The sound of Henry’s voice gets louder as I approach. As I listen, I realize that he’s singing It’s You, it’s one of my favorite songs of his. He doesn’t notice me as I walk up to the other opposite side of the piano. He often plays with his eyes closed.

“Tryna hold back, you oughtta know that you’re the one that’s on my mind.” He sings, scrunching his face a bit. “I’m falling too fast. Deeply in love. Finding the magic in the colors of you.

Every since I’d started dating him, he’d taught me how to sing. I wasn’t very good before, but he taught me certain techniques and skills. He even taught me how to harmonize. Which is exactly what I begin doing as he continues singing.

“𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑠 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔.”

He looks at me, but doesn’t falter from playing. He smiles as he sings. I smile back, resting my chin on my hands as he continues before I jump back in.

𝑅𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑢.

I stop singing and Henry looks at me with the most loving eyes. He appears to be singing to me now. I blush, smiling at him. His voice has always captivated me, but so did watching him play. The way he handled the piano so carefully. He didn’t bang on the keys, but rather bounced from one chord to another with grace.

The amount of passion that Henry puts into his music is incredible. It’s one of the things I love about him. I envy his skill with instruments, because I was never able to pick it up as a child, but it’s heartwarming to watch him.

As he finishes his song, he gets up and gives me a big hug.

“You’re getting so good.” He says, picking me up.

“I learned from the best.” I smile at him. “Can you teach me this? It’s so pretty. If not it’s okay, I’m just not really good at playing piano.” I admit.

“Of course I’ll teach you!” He says excitedly. He motions for me to sit down and he stands behind me. I put my fingers on the keys, ready for instruction.

“So first, you’re going to press the notes, G A B A G, with your right hand? And on the second A, you’ll press B with your left.” He tells me. I hover my fingers over the keys and then look at him.

“Uh, where are they?” I ask sheepishly.

“Oh, right." He laughs, playing the notes for me. I copy them slowly, trying to remember which ones he played. He waits patiently as I try to get used to the keys. When I finally get it down, he guides me through the song.

“But since this part is the climax of a song, you’re going to add a crescendo to make the song more heartfelt.” He explains as I stare at him blankly.

“What’s a crescendo?” I ask, when he shows no sign of explaining.

“Oh, yeah, a crescendo is where you start the part of the song off softly and then gradually get louder. Like turning up a dial.” He demonstrates for me. “Got it?”

“I think so... I get that I have no business playing the piano.” I laugh.

“Aw, come on, babe. Let’s just continue, we’re almost finished.” Henry pleads. I let out an exaggerated sigh and nod.

“Alright, what’s next?” I ask, as he continues to teach me.

They’re caught doing it (BTS Reaction)

Jungkook

He would be very angry. Very angry, indeed. He had figured since the dorm was empty, he could use this time to go down on you. All of the members were out and so he felt it was perfect. Now he’s barely even started when Jin barges in his room asking if he knew where his phone was. Jungkook would just glare at him until he’d scared him away.

“Lock the damn door!” He would shout as Jin cracks the door just enough to get his hand in and lock it.

J-hope

J-hope would just be shocked. He was in the middle of “eating” when the door was suddenly thrown open to reveal Namjoon. He immediately scurried out of the room, leaving you two frozen in shock. There was no erasing that memory. (Poor Namjoon)

“So, that just happened.” He’d say, trying to make a joke out of it.

Jimin

He would immediately try to cover him and yourself when Jungkook enters the room without knocking. There would be an awkward silence before Jungkook would rush out. Jimin would get all flustered and embarrassed afterward, not wanting to continue.

“I cannot believe that just happened.” Jimin would whine, burying his face in a pillow.

Suga

He’d see Taehyung enter the living room that you two were currently in and just stare blankly. His exact thoughts would be, ‘Well, fuck.’ He knew it was an accident waiting to happen, so he wasn’t too shocked when you both had actually gotten caught. You only have yourselves to blame.

“Welp, it was bound to happen.” He’d say, blank expression ever present on his face.

Jin

Upon the door being barged through by Hoseok, Jin would already be screaming. This would cause Hoseok to scream as well, scrambling out of the room. He would scream all the way down the hall. Jin would feel embarrassed, clutching his fastbeating heart, while you try to calm him.

“Why doesn’t anybody ever knock!” He’d shout, being pulled into a hug by you as you console him.

RM

Namjoon’s reaction would be similar to Jungkook’s. You two were in the privacy of his bedroom when Jimin just casually walked in. It would take him a while to notice you guys and when he does, he’d jump.

“We’re a little bit busy here, if you don’t mind.” He’d say, and with that, Jimin would get the picture and leave.

V

There would be an awkward moment of silence when Yoongi accidentally walked in on you two. Yoongi would just stare at him, the atmosphere would be very uncomfortable. After seeing that Yoongi was still there, Taehyung decides to say something.

“Get out.” He’d say, plain and simply, and Yoongi would try to get out of there as fast as he can, tripping over himself a little.

You Fall Asleep/He Falls Asleep - Exo

Suho

You and Junmyeon were watching a movie together. It was one of your favorite movies, but Junmyeon had never seen it. So you forced him to watch it. Halfway through the movie, when he was just getting into it, he looked down and noticed you dozing on his shoulder. He tried not to wake you as he watched the rest of the movie, loving how you cuddled into him.

Chanyeol

Chanyeol was sitting with you on the couch. You had both just gotten home from work and he was telling you about his day. For a while, you listened intently, loving how thorough he was about his day. Although, you were very drained from your day, as well. In the middle of him talking your ear off, he was interrupted by a soft snore. When he noticed you were asleep, he couldn’t help but smile at you. 

Chen

Most of the time, you and Jongdae would just order out for food. But, every once in a while, you would cook a big meal for the two of you. He always loved your cooking and finished all of his food, gratefully. Tonight, you made his favorite, lamb kebab and veggies with rice. He was very happy with that and ate everything he was given. He went to go get changed afterward and you began to clean up. When you called for him to help you with the cleaning, you received no answer. You found out why when you went into your room and found him fast asleep. Of course, he’d fall asleep. 

Lay

You had been out with your girls and out clubbing. It was very early in the morning when Yixing got a call that you needed to be picked up. You were extremely drunk yet, somehow, he still found you extremely beautiful. After your rant of nonsense, he hauled you up on his back and began walking home with you. 

“Aigoo, why’d you get so drunk, Y/N? You’re even heavier when you get like this.” He whines. When he gets no response, he looks over his shoulder and sees you fast asleep. He shook his head to himself and chuckled, deciding to just let you rest.

Kai

It was that time of the month for you and you were having cramps. Luckily, Jongin was there for you. He did everything you could, put together your weirdest cravings, put on your favorite movies, and cuddled with you. As you laid on his lap, groaning and crying, he stroked your hair and tried to soothe you. You had a heating pad to your stomach and Jongin was rubbing your back. When your noises of pain stopped, he looked down and saw you fast asleep. He didn’t dare move, but wiped your tears and continued to stroke your hair.

D.O.

Kyungsoo had just gotten home from work and huffed loudly as he dropped his bag by the door. He walked straight to the room and found it empty, as well as every other room in the house.

“Jagiya?” He called, walking into the living room. When he came around the sofa, he noticed a lump underneath a blanket. He pulled back the blanket just enough to see your sleeping face. He couldn’t help but smile as he planted a kiss on your forehead.

Baekhyun

Usually, when morning came, you were the first one up. You’d always be dressed, cooking breakfast, and ready for the day. However, today was different. It seemed that the events from the day before had drained you and you were too tired to get up early. So Baekhyun woke up before you. He stretched, rolling over and realizing you were still in bed. He propped himself up on his elbow and gazed at you, admiring your unconscious beauty. He didn’t get to see you like this often.

Sehun

It was Sunday and, for you and Sehun, that meant it was a lazy day. You both had chosen a book to read and made some tea. You cuddled up on the couch, still in your pj’s and Sehun began to read to you. You were both spooning, your head resting on his arm when the comfortability had started to get to you. Your eyes got heavy and Sehun saw you drifting off. 

He kissed your cheek and whispered, “Sweet dreams, love.” He softly set down the book and wrapped his arms around you, falling asleep as well.

Xiumin

When it came to watching movies, you were often the one who fell asleep first. So it came as a surprise when you and Minseok were snuggled up, watching a movie, and you heard snoring. His head was resting on your chest and you placed a kiss on his head as you looked at him lovingly. You noticed how cute he looked, eyes fluttering and fist balled up like a baby would. He was your cute little baozi and you were so happy you got to see him like this.

𝑶𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉🕊

⇾𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠: 2190

⇾𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: BTS!V x Reader (feat. RM & Suga)

⇾𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff, angst, fantasy

⇾𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: mentions of racism, suicide

⇾𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: Your life seemed so meaningless and worthless to you. You seemed to be hit with hardship after hardship. So, in an effort to end your pain, you take your life. You just wanted it to all be over. Little do you know that when you jumped, you’d fallen into a new world. Or that in this new world, you would be the key to finally bringing its recipients together.

My mother used to say I was as pure as a dove. I was always so loving and helpful. I always smiled and made others smile. I was a treat to the world, the sweetest little girl anyone could ever ask for... I wonder what changed?

So much has happened since I was a child. My parent’s divorced and it took a toll on me. I hung out with the wrong crowd for a while. I did a lot of things I’m not proud of. But who can blame me? I didn’t choose for things to be like this. I just accepted that my life is trash and I am as well. Why else would everyone leave me like they did? If I was so special, they would’ve stayed by my side when things got tough. But who am I kidding? This is the real world and I need to stop wishing someone would come to my rescue.

Sometimes, I wonder what my younger self would say if she could see how I turned out. Little me would be so disappointed. I’ve really let her down. She deserved the world, but I ruined her. The saying goes, “Life is unfair.” But, really, life is a sadistic little bitch that enjoys the suffering of its victims. In fact, life has taken every chance to shit on me. It’s so hard to keep my head up when I keep getting knocked down.

So I find myself looking over the city, from its highest point. The rain is pouring down on me as the hurricane winds threaten to blow me away. My feet are bare against the rough concrete and my hair has been let free of its constricting ponytail. I’m wearing a plain white dress that flows at my feet.

My tears are masked by the rain as I step up to the edge of the building, of my life, of me. I am so close that my toes can curl off it. The wind dares me to jump and I’m very tempted to oblige. Something about this storm just feels like it’s calling to me. Like there is something better for me if I just take a step foreward.

Thinking about everything that’s happened to me in my life, I spread my arms out as if to hug someone. As I lean past the point of no return, the storm begins to clear up. I see the heavens open up and the warmth of the sun shines over me. This is it, the eye of the storm. What a beautiful way to go. I can finally be free. I gaze up at the sky as I fall ever so gracefully and my stomach churns as I plummet. I find myself at peace as I close my eyes, letting my fate claim me.

V

“V, get your ass up and go hunt. It’s almost dark.” RM tells me. I groan, sitting up from my bed. I was jerked from my sleep by him kicking my bed frame. I give him a scowl as I wipe the sleepiness from my eyes. “Don’t give me that look, you haven’t gone hunting at all this week and Jin and I work bust our asses just so we can survive out here. Stop being lazy and go get us some food.” 

I get up, rolling my eyes, and head for the door. I grab my hunting talons and put them on, fastening the metal claws tightly around my hands. As I walk out of the door, I pass by Jin, who’s just come back from working at The Harvest. It’s basically charity that’s meant to help those in need. It would really help if the food actually made it to them instead of being sent straight to those pompous bastards in the Capital. Behind me, I hear his and RM’s conversation.

“How much did you get?” RM asks.

“Enough to last us maybe a week. Right now, hunting’s our best bet.” Jin replies and they both look to me.

“Guys, I’ll find something, don’t worry,” I assure them. I leave the house before they can say anything else to me. My eyes adjust to the outdoors and my wings spread out. I bend down and dig my talons into the ground, gripping for support. I take flight, causing the leaves on the ground to fly all around.

Once I’m at a decent height, I begin to soar. The skies are golden and set a calming mood all around. I take a deep breath, taking in the scent left after the rain, and spread my arms out. The breeze feels amazing on my face. I close my eyes, indulging in this moment. A feeling of uneasiness rushes over me and I glide to the right quickly. I’d just dodged a rock. I look up and see a couple of teenage eagles flying above me.

“Go back to hell where you came from, Raven!” One of them shouts. I turn around and glare at them, curling my claws. Their eyes widen and they dart away. I roll my eyes. ‘Stupid teens.’ I think to myself. I turn back to my hunting, but I’m distracted by something in the sky.

It’s a girl, a dove it looks like, falling from the sky. Her hair is long and black and she wears a white dress. Her wings curl around her as if to protect her, but she appears to be unconscious. I’m mesmerized by her gracefulness, but I’m snapped out of it when she falls past me and I realize that she’s not going to let up anytime soon. 

I close my wings around myself, falling into a dive and stretching out my arms in front of me. Time seems to slow as I race to catch her. Her arms seem to reach for the sky as she plunges towards the ground. I grab onto them and begin to flap.

She’s heavy, a lot more heavy than I thought she’d be. This causes me to put in a little bit more effort. I realize that my talons are cutting her a little bit, but I don’t let go. I’d rather her have a few measly scratches than a crumpled corpse.

I lower her to the ground and lay her on her back. She’s fast asleep and looks so at peace. As if she doesn’t know that she almost just died. I check her pulse to make sure that she’s actually alive. I check her for any wounds, besides the ones I gave her. She groans when I touch the back of her head. She has a knot.

“Shit, what do I do? This isn’t gonna look good.” I tell myself. I know if someone were to see us, they’d immediately think that I attacked her. All my life I’ve had to tread carefully since ravens are seen as evil. Some of the evilest people in the world have been ravens, giving the rest of us a bad reputation. I can only imagine what would happen if someone were to find me here with this dove.

After a few minutes of debating with myself, I find myself carrying her back to my home. I trudge through the forest, refraining from flying. I’d be caught instantly if I were seen in the skies with a dove on my back. Every so often she groans a little or shifts and I have to make sure that she doesn’t fall. She looks as innocent and pure like all doves do. I envy her privilege of being such an elite breed.

I make it back to my house and go in. Suga is sitting at the table, drinking some nectar and RM is nowhere to be found. I make eye contact with Suga and his eyes go wide when he sees the woman on my back.

“Suga, before you say anything, let me expl-” I’m cut off.

“Who the hell is this?! Why the fuck do you have a dove on your back!?” He shouts at me. 

“I saved her, she was unconscious and falling, I had to do something.” I explain.

“And that something was to bring her here?” His shouting brings RM out from another room.

“Sug, could you quite down? Some people are tryna get some... sleep.” RM trails off when he sees the girl. “What the hell is this?”

“Guys! I know this looks bad, but she’s helpless right now and all alone. She needs us right now.” I say, walking over to lay her on my bed. Suga and RM follow me.

“Why does she need our help specifically?” RM asks.

“I was the only one around. I just saved her from her death and she’s unconscious. Let’s just wait until she wakes up and go from there, okay?” I ask. They both look reluctant but sigh, giving up.

“Alright, but if anything happens, it’s on you.” Suga grumbles, walking out of the room. I take off my talons and place them on my night stand. RM just watches me. 

“Are you trying to prove something?” He asks me. I grab ointment and bandages and begin to tend to her wounds.

“And what would I be trying to prove, RM?” I respond, not looking up from my task.

“You’re trying to prove that you’re not as bad as Raven’s are known for. I get it, you’re a Raven and a lot of people don’t like you because of that. But you’ve got to think of the consequences when it comes to things like these. When she wakes up, what do you think is gonna happen? You think she’ll just be oh so grateful that you saved her? What will she think when she sees you’re a raven?” He questions as I grab an ice pack, placing it under her head.

“Listen, I understand how this can affect me and how it can affect us. If anything happens, I will gladly take full responsibility. But right now, I need to help her. I know you sent me out to hunt, but this is what I found. And I don’t intend on abandoning her when she’s obviously not well.” I tell him.

“You don’t have to make such an effort to prove to people that you are good. If they can’t see it, then who cares?” 

“That easy for you to say, you’re a falcon. But as a raven, I have to go the extra mile or else I won’t make it. That’s just how it is. But even though I have to live like that, I’m not so blinded by status that I would save this girl only to boost my own. I’m not shallow like that, I’m just using common sense. Yes, I know I can get sent to jail because it will seem as if I, allegedly, attacked her, but I couldn’t just leave her out in the forest when it was getting dark. Who knows what would have happened to her. Just let her stay until she wakes up and I’ll explain everything to her.” I suggest. RM groans and rubs his temples.

“Fine. One night, alright?” 

“One night,” I repeat back, smiling. I place a blanket over the girls sleeping form and we both leave the room.

“You’ve gotta take the couch tonight, I guess. Don’t even think about tryna get in bed with me.” RM says, narrowing his eyes.

“What, you don’t want to cuddle with me?” I ask, jokingly. He rolls his eyes at me and goes to his room. I make myself comfortable in the living room with an extra blanket and pillow. However, no matter how hard I try, sleep won’t claim me. So I stare at the ceiling for what seems like forever.

Y/N

There’s a throbbing in my head and everything is so blurry. I squint through the fuzziness and find that I’m staring at a white ceiling. I shift and feel something soft against my body. They look like... feathers? I rub my eyes and sit up. The feathers move with me. No, they’re wings. ‘What the hell?’ I think to myself. I stand up and stretch them. They’re very wide, but they don’t weigh anything. Then it hits me. The last thing I remember is me jumping off of a building. I’m dead, I have wings now, so that must mean that I’m an angel. 

‘Does that mean that I’m in heaven?’ I ask myself. Just then, the door opens and I see a man standing there. He has wings just like me, but they’re pitch black.

“Good, you’re awake.” He says, placing a cup of water on the nightstand. “Who are you? Are you an angel, too?” I inquire and he raises his eyebrow at me.

“An angel? I think you might have hit your head too hard. Where do you think you are?” He asks me.

“Heaven, of course,” I reply. He looks as if he’s holding back the urge to laugh.

“Yeah, we’re nowhere near heaven.” He tells me. I feel my heart drop.

“Wait, so does that mean...” I trail off, hinting at the opposite of the place I’d hoped to be. He realizes what I’m asking and shakes his head.

“We’re not in Hell either. We’re both alive and in the real world.” He explains.

“Then why do I have these white wings?”

“Uh, because you’re a dove.” He looks at me as if I’m stupid, which I don’t feel far from it.

“Then what are you?” I ask.

“A raven. You aren’t from around here, are you?” He questions. I shake my head.

“I don’t even know what here is,” I tell him.

“We’re in the Grand Okapi Woods, the Northern sector.” He informs me.

“What? How did I get here? Where’s Busan?”

“Bu-san?” He looks confused.

“That’s where I’m from,” I explain.

“There’s no Busan here, just Okapi Woods.” I begin to hyperventilate. What is going on? Why do I have wings? Why am I not dead? 

“Where the hell am I!?” I shout.

You Play A Scary Prank On Them (Monsta X)

Kihyun

Kihyun zones out sometimes, so you decided to take that as a chance to scare him. You crept up behind him while he was in his thoughts and grabbed his shoulders forcefully while screaming. He’d jump so high, but started laughing to cover up the fact that he’d just gotten frightened.

I.M.

You could never scare Changkyun. He was impossible to startle, even the tiniest bit. So every time you would attempt to get him to scream, he’d just mock you. He’d scream in an exaggerated way and pretend to be afraid, which would make you pout and leave, trying to think of another way to scare him.

Shownu

Whenever Hyunwoo would be working, you’d always like to sneak up on him. He was the easiest person in the world to scare. His eyes would always go wide and then, immediately after, he’d look at you with a face saying, “Really?” This happened all the time and his reactions were priceless.

Minhyuk

Oh, this poor baby. He was like a child when it came to you scaring him. It would always go one of three ways. 1: He’d scream and clutch his chest like his heart would fall out. 2: He’d jump and then start whining about you laughing, claiming that it wasn’t funny. 3: His eyes would go wide and he’d just stare at you. Each of these reactions was absolutely hilarious.

Wonho

Hoseok didn’t get scared by that many things, but unlucky for him, you’d always know which things scared him the most. Every time you would scare him, he’d always crack up, giving you props for startling him. Although, in his mind, he’s secretly thinking of ways to get you back. He knows what scares you, too.

Hyungwon

Let me get something straight. Hyungwon doesn’t get scared. Like ever. Whenever you attempt to scare him, he just looks at you. Not just any look, though. He looks at you as if he’s silently judging you for even trying. No matter what you tried, this was always the outcome. Hyungwon was impossible to scare.

Jooheon

Complete opposite of Hyungwon. Jooheon was the easiest person to scare. Sometimes, you wouldn’t even try to scare him and he’d get startled. It was really funny. His look was priceless, too. He would always just stare, his eyes going wide and his mouth agape. No one was easier to startle than Jooheon.

ChopStuck (Exo!Chen Oneshot)

Exo!Chen x Reader 

Fluff ❁

Highschool!AU

(Reader is a foreigner to Korea)

Y/b/n = Your brothers name

Word Count = 1470

        The scent of freshly cooked jjajangmyeon caused my mouth to water. It's my first time since Y/b/n, my older brother, and I had moved to South Korea. He'd been transferred here by the Army and insisted that we live outside of the military base. I didn't mind it much, only the fact that I am a foreigner that stands out from all of the natives. Nevertheless, I do my best to adjust. I sit with Y/b/n along with our next door neighbor while his mom cooks us a housewarming meal. The boy, Jongdae I believe his name was, doesn't say a word to me, he only smiles at me. I keep glancing at him and getting embarrassed when he looks at me. I try to hide behind Y/b/n. When Y/b/n noticed this, he struck up a conversation.

        "So, Kim Jongdae-" He's cut off.

        "You can just call me Jondae." He suggested with a smile.

        "Ah, so Jondae, what school do you attend?" Y/b/n asks.

        "I go to Daejeon Gwanjeo High School. I’m a senior." He replies.

        "Oh? Y/n is going to be going there soon. Starting next week actually." Y/b/n nudges me with his elbow. I nudge him back and readjust my glasses.

        "What are the odds? What grade are you in?" He asks. His eyes find mine and I quickly look away. I clear my throat before I speak.

        "I'm in the eleventh grade," I say, my pronunciation fails me and I start blushing. This causes Jongdae and Y/b/n to laugh. I cover my face in embarrassment. 

        "Eleventh grade." He corrected, holding back a giggle.    

        "It's not funny, I'm still learning." I pouted. As I said this, his mom came over with the finished food.

        "Eat up everyone, I made it especially for you." She took off her apron and sat down next to Jongdae, who's eyes had gotten three times larger at seeing the food. I don't blame him either, it was a very mouthwatering meal. 

        "Thank you, Eomeoni." Y/b/n thanked in perfect Korean, bowing his head lightly to her. I do the same. 

        Everybody picks up their chopsticks and started to pile noodles onto their plates. I did that same, sort of. I fiddled with the chopsticks and tried my hardest to hold them properly, but ultimately fail as they clink against the table. My hands cover my face in embarrassment as I hear someone giggle. I feel my cheeks getting red and pat them to make them stop. 

        “Do you need help, Y/n?” I hear Jongdae’s mom ask. I shake my head slightly, still covering my face.

        “Here,” Jongdae says. I jump when I feel his hand grab mine and pull it away from my face. He smiles at me and picks up the chopsticks, placing them in my trembling hands. He helps me hold them correctly and I blush at the close contact. He shows me the motion with his own and I try to mimic it.

        I fail horribly and they fall to the table once again. 

        “What’s the matter?” Jondae questions. I’m sure I’m red as a tomato now. Suddenly, I feel a flick on my forehead. I jump and rub the spot.

        “Yah! What was that for, Y/b/n?” I shout at him and he gives me a disapproving look.

        “Don’t play dumb, you know you can’t hold it with that hand.” He scolds, placing the chopsticks in my left hand.

        “Oh? You’re left-handed? I’m sorry I was so inconsiderate.” Jongdae apologizes.

        “No, no, it’s not your fault, I just didn’t want to be different from everyone else. It was bad enough being left-handed in America, I just don’t know what to expect here.” I explain. “But there’s no need to pay any more attention to me, let’s dig in,” I say as I reposition my glasses and finally grab the noodles and place them on my plate. 

        When I took my first bite, I let out a sigh of delight and ate some more. Slurping sounds was all that was heard through the house. My brother and Jongdae’s mom finished their food and stood up with their dishes. 

        “Would you two be so kind as to clean up when you’re finished?” His mom asked us. I still had a bunch of noodles streaming from my mouth, but managed a loud, “Mm!” in response. Jongdae smiled at me widely and looked to his mom.

        “Sure thing, Eomma. I’ll come home after.” He told her. She smiled at him and walked towards the front door. As she walks, I hear Y/b/n offer to walk her home. With the sound of a door closing, Jongdae and I were alone. I looked up at him once I had finished the last of my meal and he smiled at me, holding his hands out in front of him. I looked at him confused for a moment, but then realized he wanted my plate.

        “Oh, here you go.” I pass him the plates and pick up the empty food dish as we walk over to the kitchen. I clear off the counters as Jongdae starts filling the sink with dishwater. The silence is killing me, but I can’t think of anything to say. I grab us some cleaning gloves from under the sink.

        “Yah, we don’t need those, who cares if our hands get wet.” He turns away from the filling sink and grabs the gloves I’ve just retrieved. He tosses them to the side and grabs my own hands. 

        “Why hide such beautiful hands under such ugly gloves?” Jongdae asks as my cheeks turn bright red. I open and close my mouth, at a loss for words. “Do you play an instrument?” He asks, running his fingers over the calluses on my fingertips. I nod.

        “I play the guitar. I write some songs, I don’t sing though. My voice is crap.” I admit with a chuckle. He looks at me admirably and I smile at him. 

“Maybe we coul-” He was cut off by me.

“Jongdae! The water!” I shout, pointing at the overfilling sink and the giant cloud of suds on top.

        “Aish!” He says as he goes to turn the water off. I giggle at him and he narrows his eyes at me. “Yah, you think that’s funny?” I continue to laugh and nod. My laughing is stopped when a bunch of suds are shoved onto my face. I freeze in shock while Jongdae bursts out laughing. I wipe the suds off of my glasses and glare at him. 

        Next thing I know, I’m darting for the suds, grabbing them, and smashing them onto his head. He gasps loudly.

        “My hair! How could you, Y/n?” He asks in horror, his perfect hairstyle coming undone.

        “Aww, let’s all cry for Jongdae.” I make a crying motion with my fists and he starts throwing more suds at me. I laugh and return the attacks, dodging as best as I can. Water and suds are all over the floor, all over us. I go to push some into his face, but he fell back and we both slip and fall onto the floor. I look to see that I had fallen on top of him. 

        He lets out a heave from the impact and laughs, looking up at me. 

        “I knew you weren’t shy.” He states and I look at him in confusion.

        “What are you talking about?” I question. He smirks at me and brushes a hair out of my face. I blush a little.

        “You were acting like you’d never been in contact with a human at the beginning of dinner, but you changed quickly.” He flashes me a brilliant smile and I get off of him, blushing madly. “Yah, don’t pretend to be shy anymore.” He tells me as he sits up, leaning in close to me. I can feel his breath on my face, which I’m sure is flushing red right now. 

        We stare at each other in silence for what seems like forever when I hear Y/b/n shout.

        “Aigoo, I thought you guys would be done with the cleaning by now, but you’ve only made a bigger mess! How is that even possible?” He asks, putting his hands on his hips. I get up and bow deeply to my brother. Jongdae does the same. We both are trying to contain our laughter.

        “I apologize, hyung, I swear it will never happen again, lest I shall be punished,” I say as I drop to my knees. Jongdae snickers and follows suit.

        “I, too, apologize. Please forgive us.” Jongdae begs jokingly.

        “You two are weird, just get it done. And that’s not proper grammar, Y/N.” I put my hands over my head in the shape of a heart. Y/b/n gives a confused look and leaves. Once he’s gone, Jongdae and I start laughing again, actually starting to clean this time.