four rushed hours

Redamancy ; T.O.P

Requested
Characters: Seunghyun (T.O.P) / Fem ! Idol ! Reader
Genre: Slight angst, fluff, mention of blood and stabbing
A/N: i added to your request a bit~ hope you don’t mind ^^ this’ll take place in January, 2017 btw
S/N = stage name
:4NGELS is pronounced as angels

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Originally posted by taeyangspecs

[Y/N] sighed as she stared up at the darkening sky, content with life. Another, much bigger hand was intertwined with hers as the owner followed her actions. [Y/N] smiled up at the man beside her, the famous Choi Seunghyun of BigBang.

“I’m proud of you,” Seunghyun stated, a look of adoration and pride on his face. [Y/N] grinned in gratitude, squeezing his hand gently. “I honestly didn’t think we’d win,” [Y/N] admitted sheepishly. Seunghyun clicked his tongue, bringing her into his arms, hugging her tightly. His warmth comforted her, greatly contrasting against the cold January air of New Years Day.

“Please,” he began, “you guys won a newcomer award even though you only debuted three months ago. That’s something to be proud of.” [Y/N] hummed in response, nuzzling her face into his chest. A smile etched itself onto her face at the thought of the award show.

The rookie group [Y/N] was in, :4NGELS, had in fact won an award at the prestigious Golden Disk Awards despite only having debuted a few months prior. It was quite surprising; many other rookies had been on that stage with them, and yet [Y/N]’s group won over the votes.

A peaceful silence overcame them as they started to walk again. [Y/N]’s mind wandered and she frowned. She rested her head against Seunghyun’s arm, gulping nervously. “What’s wrong?” he asked, sensing her unease.

“You’re enlisting in a few weeks,” [Y/N] mumbled, her frown deepening. Seunghyun sighed, stopping completely. 

“Don’t think about that just yet,” he said, his voice just above a whisper as he played with her hands. “Let’s just enjoy the time we have together before I go.”

“Okay.”

The peacefulness of their date was shattered when the two heard conspicuous whispering behind you. [Y/N]’s curiosity overcame her, and she turned around. Regret immediately filled her being, as the whispers turned into screams. A group of people stood behind them, both male and female, and it was obvious that they could identify the two idols, despite them wearing masks and caps.

Shit, [Y/N] thought, tugging on Seunghyun’s sleeve. Not turning around, Seunghyun broke into a sprint, taking [Y/N] with him. She could hear the sound of camera shutters and squeezed her eyes closed. “It’ll be alright,” Seunghyun said calmly, as if he weren’t running at all. “Just keep running.”

Unfortunately, a car drove past and blocked their way. Before they could maneuver around it, the group had caught up to them, surrounding and trapping them. The group shamelessly took photos, gasping to one another. Seunghyun pushed [Y/N]’s cap down, unsure of what to do. “Please let us pass-”

The group of, presumably, fans only gathered closer, this time they started asking questions. “Are you dating?” one of them asked, causing a ripple of shocked expressions within the group. “No,” another exclaimed, “they can’t be!”

[Y/N] kept her gaze to the ground, her grip tightening on Seunghyun’s jacket. She wouldn’t dare take his hand in front of the fans. “Is that [S/N]?”

[Y/N] instantly regretted not listening to Seunghyun when he suggested that they have a stay-at-home date. The glint of metal caught [Y/N]’s attention, her eyes widening in shock. She had heard of extreme sasaeng cases, but a fan wouldn’t dare threaten an idol like that, would they?  

Sadly, she was wrong. She let out an audible gasp when the fan took out a small knife. Her eyes shot to Seunghyun’s form, who was too busy trying to get the rest of the group to let them pass. It was as if time passed in slow motion as the fan crept toward [Y/N] and Seunghyun, though clearly going for him and not her.

When the fan raised his arm, [Y/N] panicked and closed her eyes, stepping toward Seunghyun.

Seunghyun suddenly felt [Y/N] slump against him. His arms immediately wrapping around her waist to keep her upright, his eyes widened when he saw the blood trickling down [Y/N]’s arm. His eyes raised to the assailant, meeting the horrified eyes of a lanky male, a bloody knife in his hand. 

“Call an ambulance,” he heard the group shout at each other. He moved his focus from the male to [Y/N] who had gone limp in his grasp. Dropping to his knees, ignoring the unwelcoming feeling of the freezing snow, he attempted to settle her in the most comfortable way possible, his shaky hands moving to her wound. “So much blood,” he gasped, the feeling of fright encasing him in its prison. True to his words, the crimson blood stained the once pure snow, leaving a pattern all of its own. 

The sound of sirens blared loudly as they neared, and it wasn’t long before paramedics arrived at his side. “We need to move her onto the gurney,” one of them called another and the gurney was at their side quickly. With the help of Seunghyun, the paramedics wheeled [Y/N] into the ambulance.

One of them made eye contact with Seunghyun. “Are you coming in?”

Nodding frantically, he jumped into the vehicle and took [Y/N]’s hands. Almost as quickly as it arrived, the ambulance sped off.


Seunghyun paced the small section in the corridor, members of BigBang, who [Y/N] had gotten close to after meeting Seunghyun in her trainee days, and :4NGELS filling the hallway. “Pacing won’t make the operation go by any faster,” Youngbae said gently, looking up at his elder with pity. Allison, a Canadian member, nodded despite the tears the flowed from her eyes. 

The three other members of [Y/N]’s group all had tears in their eyes as they huddled together, each one terrified for their leader. “It’s been hours,” Seunghyun mumbled, finally collapsing in a chair, dropping his head in his hands. Daesung bit his lip, rubbing his back comfortingly.

As if on cue, the head surgeon walked out of the operating room, blood covering his protective clothing.

[Y/N]’s blood.

“How is she?” Sonha, the youngest in [Y/N]’s group. “Will she be okay?”

The surgeon had a sympathetic expression as he took off the mask, along with his gloves and apron, and tossed it into the bin outside the door. “She’s alive.”

The group barely had time to let out a sigh of relief before he continued, a grim expression replacing his first. “However, she was stabbed in the brachial artery and lost roughly 62.5% of her blood. Luckily, we had her blood type available. If she had lost one more pint of blood, she would’ve died.”

The group exchanged nervous glances. The surgeon obviously had more to say, but none of them were sure they wanted to hear it. 

“The amount of blood that Miss. [L/N] lost was enough to induce a coma.”

The room went silent enough to have heard a pin drop.


Breaking News; Rookie Idol [Y/F/N], known as :4NGELS’ leader [S/N] was stabbed last night while out on a date with fellow idol and label mate, Choi Seunghyun from major boy group BigBang. She is currently in a coma because of Nam Jongsu, one of the few who had spotted the two idols out last night.

After being interrogated, officials revealed his statement. “I didn’t mean to stab [Y/N],” he had said in defense. When officers asked why he had targeted them, he had responded with this horrible answer. “[Y/N] was supposed to be mine. Someone like T.O.P doesn’t deserve her innocence.” He has been arrested for aggravated assault this morning–”

Seunghyun turned the TV off, not able to hear another word come out of the news reporter’s mouth. He already knew all of that; he had read a plethora of articles online and even had his manager run and grab a newspaper for him (since none of the managers wanted any of the members out).

He had also read comment after comment, each one filled with hate, that had been left on his social media. 

“It’s his fault anyway. If he wasn’t dating our [Y/N] she wouldn’t be in a coma!”

“I bet he’s jumping with glee over the attention he’s getting now…”

If anything, Seunghyun was filled to the brim with frustration. Toward [Y/N]’s attacker, toward her coma, toward the haters– he felt frustrated with everything at the moment. But at the end of the day, he had to accept the situation; he had no choice. [Y/N] was in a coma, and he had no idea when she’d wake up.

Or if.

That possibility, the if that hung in the air, was not something he could or would accept.


A month passed since [Y/N] fell in a coma and things haven’t gotten any better. The hate was piling up, VIPs sending hate toward :4NGELS while their fandom sent hate toward BigBang. Not to mention the fact that he had to act happy in front of cameras. It was exhausting and he felt as though he were mocking [Y/N]; smiling while she was confined to a hospital bed.

Hyungdon and Daejun had even asked him about the situation after filming their first Weekly Idol episode, but he couldn’t bring himself to talk about [Y/N].

And now, he stood in front of the four boys he’s spent over a decade with, his suitcase at his side. They were already shedding tears, not making eye contact as they swiped at their cheeks. “You’re going to make me cry, stop,” he mumbled, feeling the sting of tears. “You’ll see me again, it’s not like I’m leaving the country.”

“But you’re still leaving,” Jiyong mumbled through tears. Seungri looked away, patting his eyes with a tissue, before sending a sad smile in Seunghyun’s direction. “We’ll update you on [Y/N], okay?”

Seunghyun gave the youngest member a grateful smile, albeit a broken one. “Be careful,” Daesung added, not even bothering to wipe away his tears. Youngbae hit his shoulder gently, pulling a sarcastic face (although it wasn’t quite working as it was wet with tears). “You say that like he doesn’t already know.”

Upon seeing Seunghyun’s expression, Youngbae’s eyes softened. “Don’t worry,” he said, “[Y/N]’s a fighter. She’ll wake up soon.”

The five flinched when Seunghyun’s driver drove into his driveway. Following prior instructions, the driver stayed in the car, letting them have their moment.

Without saying a word, Seunghyun brought the five of them into a tight hug. “Don’t do anything stupid, alright? And if you do… don’t get caught.” Jiyong let out a broken laugh, wrapping his own arms around his fellow members.

They let go reluctantly and watched as Seunghyun grabbed his suitcase.

“I’ll see you.”


No more than three weeks after Seunghyun’s departure, nurses caught movement in [Y/N]’s hands. “She’s awake?” Kanghee, the last :4NGELS member, said after picking up the phone. Allison and Sonha crowded around her, hopeful expressions on each one’s face.

Kanghee hung up, enveloping the girls in a hug. “She’s awake!”

The drive to the hospital didn’t take long; it was barely five in the morning when they received the call, so there wasn’t much traffic. The three practically burst into tears after seeing [Y/N] sitting up in bed. The four hugged, happy tears wetting the bed sheets.

“Careful with her arm,” the nurse in the room reminded, despite the smile on her face. 

“So,” [Y/N] said after drying her eyes, “what’d I miss?”


[Y/N], to be frank, was devastated when she found out Seunghyun had already left to do the mandatory military service. She hadn’t even gotten to say goodbye. However, she didn’t have much time to grieve. She was swarmed wherever she went; reporters had even stayed outside the girls’ dorm waiting for [Y/N]. 

She had been asked about Seunghyun and the incident more times than she could count on her fingers three times over. Due to the excessive questions, Yang Hyunsuk had even given her permission to confirm the dating rumours.

Although, she hadn’t even heard from Seunghyun. A feeling of dread filled her once she read hate comments on almost all of BigBang’s social media, all directed toward Seunghyun, and all about her. “What if he wants to break up because of this?” she had asked Kanghee.

She wasn’t able to answer.


After [Y/N]’s arm was almost completely healed, which took more three months, YG Ent. had announced :4NGELS first ever outdoor concert to commemorate [Y/N]’s recovery. According to Hyunsuk, one of the ‘pros’ of getting stabbed was the popularity that followed.

“We’re going to do great,” [Y/N] said, raising a fist once the girls circled her. “I’m nervous,” Sonha mumbled, clinging onto [Y/N]’s uninjured arm. Makeup artists were currently hiding the scar on her injured one, much to her discomfort.

“You’re on in twenty-five seconds,” a staff member called. The girls quickly straightened themselves out, letting out nervous breaths. “Let’s do this,” Allison breathed, a bright smile on her face.

Fighting!”


Time passed too quickly for [Y/N]’s liking and the concert was nearing an end. The guitarist from their last cover, Butterfly by BTS, quickly left the stage, another staff member taking his place. [Y/N] looked around, confused when the staff member wrapped a blindfold around her head, taking away her vision.

“What’s going on?” she asked into the microphone. The crowd buzzed with excitement and confusion mixed together. “We have a special surprise for our leader,” she heard Kanghee sing. 

“Is it food?”

The crowd laughed at [Y/N]’s guess before erupting in screams. She could hear numerous things being called out, but amongst them one stood out.

“Seunghyun!”

She felt the blindfold being loosened and before her was Choi Seunghyun in the flesh. The crowd grew quiet, all eager to see what would happen. Sonha gave Seunghyun her microphone. “Hello,” he said with a smile.

[Y/N] couldn’t speak, her hand covered her mouth as her eyes shone with tears. 

“I missed you.”

The crowd screamed at his sudden proclamation, but [Y/N] tuned it out, moving forward to give Seunghyun a hug.

Any doubt [Y/N] once had about Seunghyun vanished into thin air. Her love, in the end, was returned in full.

Yikes, it’s been awhile!  As soon as I finished up finals, I packed in about four hours and rushed to the airport.  The past two weeks I have spent adventuring in Europe and beginning my program in Vienna.  It’s been enormously exciting, so I hope you can forgive my absence!  I’m starting to get back into the stride of things now, so I should be around more!

I’m studying at the University of Vienna:

Which is even more gorgeous on the inside:

Luke & Peyton 001

It’s late. At least to Luke it is. To most people it is far to early. The normally busy park only has two other people in it besides himself. One he is sure is doing a much to early walk of shame. He smiles at her and she avoids eye contact. It’s nothing Luke it’s use to. Most people at this time aren’t in a hurry like the bodies that will fill this place in a four or five hours. Rushing to work with not enough coffee in there systems as Luke will hopefully be in a peaceful sleep by then.

His head still pounds a little bit to the beat of the music that filled the club for the last six hours until ten minutes ago. It’s just a little after four am when he makes it out of the club. He should be home by now but he can’t help it. The park is peaceful now. Quiet. Luke loved it the moment he started working nights much more then days. People come alive at night in a different way then they do in the day. And the park is never quiet the same as it is now at four in the morning. 

His lungs fill with smoke and Luke inhales. He doesn’t smoke often but sometimes its the only things that can bring him down from the pounding of the night to sleep. He breaths and and Luke and almost sure he can taste fried eggs. He pulls the joint back, looking at it slightly confused wondering if one of his roommates messed with his stash as a joke. Luke brings his thumb and pointer finger up, rubbing the inside of his eyes with his free hand.

The taste in his mouth changes with him even taking another drag. The taste of eggs is covered up but that of, sausage and beans? Even before he stops rubbing and opens his eye’s it’s much to bright. The light blinds him for a moment when he realizes the scenery around him has changed around him. There is big windows to his left with to much light coming in for four am. He looks down. Noticing the plate half full of food in front of him.

“Woah.” He wonders if he is just to tired. Maybe his stash has gone bad? Maybe it’s traced with something? He takes a deep breathe in, his lungs filling with the smell of the large breakfast in front of him and not the fresh late night, early morning air anymore. It takes a second as Luke looks around for his eyes to fall on the girl right next to him. Her eyes are on her plate, that is at least until Luke speaks again.

“Holy shit.” It’s not scared as much as surprised. There isn’t much that startles Luke but this sudden transfer of scenery and new person next to him does it. His eyes don’t stay on her for long as he stands from the chair next to hers and slowly does a looking looking around what seems to be a loft. His eyes connect with the scenery outside this time. The sky line outside is most certainly no where he has seen in Seattle before. “Where am I?”