let out a sigh of content as he made himself more comfortable on his back,
bringing the covers up to his middle. He yawned and stretched his limbs,
turning his head slightly to the side to glance at the digital clock that was
resting on the side table.
supposed to get up soon, yet, he gave no sign of doing so. His eyes just
continued to stare absent-mindedly at the white ceiling, sometimes going out of
focus while his mind kept replaying the events of the last few days in his head.
Even now, he still flinched at the thought of
your relationship almost ending because of his stupidity. He should have been
honest to you about everything from the beginning and not lock away his
feelings. After what happened with his ex, he should have known better.
Normally, Baekhyun would pay no mind to the
ticking of the clock his manager had in his office, distracting
himself with other things, but now, the annoying sound only made him more
anxious and impatient as he sat down on the leather couch that was situated on
the left side of the room. What happened? Was he in trouble? He could swear he didn’t
play a prank this week. Good news? Then what was taking his manager so long to
come and announce them? All of those questions flooded his mind as he ran a
hand through his brown hair in frustration when the door finally opened with a
sudden force, making him jump out of his skin in surprise.
As soon as he saw the man he’s been waiting for
half an hour now, he immediately opened his mouth to voice his frustration but
closed it just as fast when he saw that he wasn’t alone. A petite woman came in
after him, her eyes scanning the unfamiliar place before settling on his form,
a friendly smile forming on her fair features.
Baekhyun quickly recognized the woman as one of
his seniors and shyly smiled back, bowing politely in her direction to show his
respect. What was she doing here was beyond him but maybe his manager would
finally explain everything.
The man in name closed the door before finally
facing the two, clasping his hands together with a squeal
”Baekhyun, meet your new girlfriend.”
And that was it. He was pretty much forced into
the first relationship of his career. Baekhyun tried to protest, ask questions
but all he got was: ”It’s good for publicity, Baekhyunnie, don’t worry too much
And he didn’t. He came to terms with the fact
that this ‘relationship’ as they called it, was nothing more but business and
tried to make the most of it, getting to know his girlfriend and even becoming
good friends with her.
What he wasn’t prepared for though were
He had no intention catching feelings for
someone he was pretending to be in a relationship with for publicity, let alone
fall in love with said person. But, with time, as they continued to hang out
and get to know each other, he found himself falling for her charms a little
more each passing day. Her smile made his day and at one point, he felt like he
couldn’t continue on without seeing her. He let his feelings dictate his every
move, becoming oblivious to what was happening around him and everyone else’s
Baekhyun was so certain that she felt the same
way so when he finally found the courage to confess, he really wasn’t prepared
for what he saw.
She…she already had someone else. And she
looked the happiest he’s ever seen her.
In that moment, his heart broke into a million
pieces, knocking all of the air out of his lungs, leaving him weak and fragile.
Even if their relationship wasn’t real, even if it was all business, he really
thought that all of the time they spent together meant something to her. He was
After that, he just
went and called everything quits, letting his manager take care of everything,
not even having the courage to face her and end it himself. But she knew. With
time, she realized exactly what made him end things and felt bad. Yeah maybe
she didn’t reciprocate his feelings, but she still cared and seeing him act
like she didn’t exist every time they were both at the same event hurt her.
Maybe they were never a real couple, but anyone could confirm there were definitely
some kind of feelings there.
loudly and shook his head at the memory, turning to lay on his stomach. The
reason he never talked about her, he wasn’t ready to talk to you about it yet.
Maybe because a part of him still hurt when he thought about it, maybe he felt
embarrassed, he didn’t know. What he knew though was that he didn’t want your
opinion of him to change because of what he did in his past. For you, a relationship
consists of two people who have real feelings for each other, not a publicity
stunt. Stuff like these happen’ all the time, he just didn’t want you to know
he was part of something like this just for some fame.
reason he hugged her that time, as he explained it to you, wasn’t because his
old feelings came back to him once he saw her or something cheesy like that, it
was because he finally decided to put his ego aside and accept her friendship.
And that was 100% true.
As he was
about to doze off again with his head buried into the soft pillow, the door to
his room suddenly opened accompanied by loud footsteps. He felt the other side
of his bed dip slightly and allowed a small smile to appear into his sharp
you whispered, leaning over to poke his cheek, “wake up, it’s time for
breakfast. Everyone is waiting.”
no reaction to your voice or touch, keeping his eyes closed, pretending to
still be asleep. You let out a sigh and he almost laughed at how frustrated you
sounded already, not even 2 minutes into his room.
You then decided
to take a different approach, raising the blanket and sneaking your cold hands
under his shirt, running them up and down his warm chest. His eyes shot open immediately
and with a squeal of surprise he sat up almost instantly.
not how you’re supposed to wake up your amazing boyfriend who you love so much!”
he pouted, making you finally burst out laughing.
Mr. amazing boyfriend but the others won’t think you’re so amazing if you keep
them waiting any longer.”
only shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest in a childish manner,
turning his head away from you.
“I won’t move
from here without a good morning kiss.”
your eyes and smiled, scooting closer to him, “as you wish.”
lips could touch his soft cheek in a quick peck, he turned his head in your
direction, making you kiss his lips. Your eyes widened and before you knew it,
he dragged you closer to straddle his lap, his strong arms wrapping themselves
around your waist. You couldn’t help but smile into the soft kiss, your own
hands going up to cup his face in a loving manner, making Baekhyun lean into
your touch. Your lips moved slowly against each other in a passionate kiss
which left the both of your breathless by the end of it.
You broke apart
after a while, Baekhyun letting out a sigh, his warm breath hitting your
flustered face as he leaned his forehead against yours.
“Ok, I’m definitely awake now.”
A/N 2: here you go! I hope this cleared up some things. Thank you for reading this mini series, I hope you liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it! And like I said before, thank you for the amazing feedback this got, I still don’t think it deserves it. You’re the best <3
EXO Reaction: S/O is a youtuber and wants to film a video together!
A/N: I love this! I hope you guys like it, too!
Xiumin wouldn’t ever want to intrude on your youtube filming; he is more of a supporter from afar, but if you ever wanted to film a tag or Q&A with him, he would quite shyly join you no matter what.
Suho is the type of boyfriend that would buy you your tri-pod and all your gear for your videos and other stuff, wanting your channel to rise and you to gain the popularity you deserve. If you needed him in a video, you better your booty this man will UNDOUBTEDLY be sitting right next to you, talking to a camera to help you out!
Lay would love to be in your videos, even if he wasn’t talking or actually in your videos. He just loved to watch you in your “element”, filming fun videos for your fans. He loved to see you happy and would just quietly watch you or join you in a video whenever you were filming.
Chen would be in your videos, but solely to try and mess you up. He loved the idea of “boyfriend pranks s/o” and videos like that, so he would always have a new prank or joke idea for you whenever you filmed material.
Chanyeol would be very secretive and film videos on your channel just by himself, either him talking about you and your relationship or him singing the songs he wrote just for you. He would want to surprise you with all these videos and to have you watch them whenever he was on tour or not around.
Kai would want to try couple dancing and make those type of “couply” videos with you, loving how domestic he feels when you two act all cute and lovey-dovey with each other; he is another that would jump at any opportunity to film with you.
Kyungsoo would want you to have a weekly mukbang video where you just both sit down and eat the food Kyungsoo makes for you. 1) he gets to see you happily eating and 2) he gets to watch you eat his food, something that makes him feel accomplished and like he is taking care of you.
Sehun is a bit shy, so it would take a lot of convincing for him to join a video. He knows how important youtube is for you, so he wouldn’t want to take any chances of ruining or messing up a video for you. He would be like Xiumin and quietly watch you film your videos, his little way of showing his support for you and your channel.
When he’s in any room, he has no idea that the world around him disappears. Even if he opened the door, he wouldn’t know. His landscape is simply that- a landscape. It’s created just for him. The world truly does revolve around him. As he walks down a street and turns a corner, the street behind him disappears, and the street in front of him appears. The transition and materialization of pixels is too quick for him to notice. He never notices.
His life is a simulation, a game. Every person he meets, every friend he makes, they’re developed just for him. When he’s by himself, he thinks his friends are out living their own lives, simply existing. In reality, they’re nowhere. They may look and act human, but they’re actually layers of realistic pixels. Computer controlled designs with no true feelings. When he tells his mother that he loves her, she tells him she loves him too. She doesn’t. She can’t. She’s not real. She’s simply programmed to respond that way. When he steps on stage to perform, the crowd cheers and chants his name. His band members, his brothers, embrace him. They smile and tell him to look at what their hard work has led to. But none of it is real. His career. His hard work. His fans. His brothers. All fake, designed by a person behind a computer. And he’ll never know.
A/N: This is based on a prompt my teacher gave me in class the other day, so it’s a little rushed. But I liked it in its raw form, so here it be. If you read this, thanks!
Yixing’s entrance into the world of superheros was actually a complete accident, literally.
It was a rainy, Wednesday morning, and he was already late for his European Architecture class. I guess you could blame the fog or the slick roadway, but as he sped across the Brockdale Bridge (the town’s one and only bridge), he collided with a hydroplaning car from the oncoming lane.
Yixing had no time to react before his car was shoved over the guardrail and off the bridge.
His mangled car began to barrel roll in the air as it fell towards the lake below. CD’s, water bottles, and papers flew around his car, hitting him in the face and body. Strangely, all he could think of as he tumbled closer and closer towards his death was, “Good thing I’m wearing my seat belt.”
When his car hit the water, he felt nothing. No pain, no holy ascension to heaven. Nothing until… it was like something was grabbing onto every hair on his body in attempts to pull them all out. He felt himself being pulled forward by his skin. He felt a rush of water slam into his body, as if he had been thrown into a washing machine. The water swirled and gargled, foamed and bubbled.
Then, the top of Yixing’s head broke through the water, the rest of his body following. Yixing felt no fear, only calm. He had never been baptized, but he assumed this is what it felt like.
Yixing’s body was clammy, but his clothes and hair were dry. His head whipped side to side to evaluate how he had not died. He was sitting on top of the Brockdale Bridge, next to the car that had hit his. He thought, “If this is Hell, it’s not very good.”
The front of the car next to him was virtually gone, all of the metal being crushed or torn off. Although he was in a daze, he stood up and peered into the driver’s window. To Yixing’s surprise, the female driver was slumped against the wheel of her car. Her eyes were closed, but her back was rising with her every slow breath. The front of hair was matted with blood.
Yixing didn’t even pause to consider the risks. He began to tear at the driver’s side door. The crumpled metal wouldn’t budge. The more Yixing pulled, the more he felt a burning sensation in the back of his head.
Suddenly, a stream of water shot from the hair follicles in Yixing’s arms. The water twisted into ropes, wrapping around the car door and yanking it off its hinges. Out of shock, Yixing leaned over and puked. After wiping his face with his shirt, Yixing slid his arms underneath the girl’s body and lifted it from the car. He laid her on the concrete next to the car, making sure not to place her near his vomit.
Yixing tucked a strand of the girl’s hair behind her ear to get a better look at the gash on her forehead. His hands almost recoiled when he realized he recognized the girl’s face. She sat two seats in front of him in his European Architecture class, the very one he was rushing to get to just before the crash. Yixing wondered what she was doing heading away from their local university, when class was just about to begin.
Yixing was stirred from his thoughts when he felt the girl’s dainty fingers wrap around the hand holding her hair. Yixing’s head jerked down to the girl’s face, their eyes meeting for the first time ever. Her lips trembled, and she whispered, “Yixing?” His name had never been said with such confusion and astonishment. She had sworn she saw his car fall off the edge of the bridge. She hadn’t meant to hydroplane into his car. Was she dead? Was she concussed and delusional?
Before either of them could discuss the unbelievable aspects of their crash and rescue, the sound of sirens filled the air. Yixing frantically searched for the emergency vehicles, thinking, “Well shit, how am I going to explain this mess?”
The answer came to him in the form of the girl’s voice. “Go! Go now. I’ll make something up.” Yixing hesitantly lowered the girl’s head onto the road. He shyly gestured to the pile of puke a few feet away from them, as his DNA was now at the scene. The girl replied, “I’ll tell them it’s mine…I owe you.”
As Yixing turned to leave, he looked at the bloodied girl and whispered “Thank you.” His eyes scanned for an escape route, when it came to him. When he had emerged on the bridge, he was sitting as if he were in the seat of his car. Yixing’s feet rushed to the edge of the bridge, and he leaned over the edge of the bridge. Then, Yixing jumped.
Yixing plummeted towards the lake for the second time that morning. He squeezed his eyes shut as he approached the water, hoping he was right. If not, he really was going to die today. He hit the water on his back, feeling the hair-pulling, water-rushing sensation all down his spine.
Yixing felt goosebumps rise on his arms, and he gasped for air. His eyes shot open to see the dark gray sky above. He didn’t even notice that he was laying on the muddy sand surrounding the lake because his eyes had locked with hers. She was standing on the bridge, gripping the guardrail with the hand that had held his only minutes earlier. The emergency responders were just now arriving, taking in the crash site. As they rushed to her aid, she whispered, “No, Thank you.” Yixing knew. He knew this wasn’t the last time he would use his powers. He also knew this wasn’t the last time he would talk to her.
A/N: This is my first post on Tumblr, but I’ve been on here for ages. Idk if anyone will read this, but I’m cool with whatever the outcome is. This was inspired by Yixing’s new ad with Biotherm Homme. Just the visuals of him falling into the water… oof god bless. Thanks!