When I went back in search of our neighborhood street, the street had aged so much. You could feel that the time had passed. i can’t go back to my youth, or to this street. They are both the same. Time will always flow. Everything will pass by. That might be why youth is beautiful. It shines, blindingly bright, for just an instant. But you can never go back to it. 1988. This is the end of our Ssangmundong story. Longing for that time and longing for that street isn’t because I miss the younger version of myself. In that place, where we won’t be able to gather like that again, I regret being unable to say my final farewell. To the things that are already gone, to a time that has already passed, I want to say a belated farewell. Goodbye, my youth. Goodbye, Ssangmundong.
I’m still amazed that they ‘kept a straight face’/’stayed in character’ the entire time. If I had to do this with a close friend of mine I would’ve cracked up. But I suppose that’s why I am not an actor/performer (because I would suck at it.) xD
On another note, I think I was strangely more attracted to 성열 as a girl than anything. It was pretty hot. lmao. (I feel like Sungjong had the easiest job of staring at Sungyeol the whole time because dude looked dayumn good as a woman.)
His knuckles are white from gripping the steering wheel so tight. His
mind is going a hundred miles an hour every single thing running threw is mind
is about her, their baby, his baby. Something is wrong, it’s bad enough for
Suho to call him at work so it must be really bad. The car isn’t going fast
enough for any of the three men in the car, but getting pulled over at the
moment isn’t something they want to deal with, their patience is wearing thin.
When they finally pull up to their home, the driver and the oldest of the group
is already out of the car and busting into the front door.
Xiumin finds them in the living room, the younger two aren’t far behind,
stopping right on his heels in the doorway to the living room. All of them are
there, scattered on the floor, or standing by the window, Sehun is on the couch
with their baby on his lap. Her face is buried in his neck, his arms are around
her, rubbing small circles on her back. With a blanket over her, it would
appear that she is sleeping but they can see her shaking and watch as Sehun
tries to calm her.
“What happened?” Luhan asks Suho.
Suho looks to Chanyeol to explain, “We walked into the classroom that
Joon told us to meet in and we see him on the floor with Jooyoung crouching
Tao continues, “When we tried to go towards her, she freaked out and
backed into a corner. She yelled at us to stop. She was afraid of us.”
“What happened to Joon?” Kris asks threw clenched teeth, as he, like the
others, tries his best to control his anger.
“He got a good beating, but he’s down in the dungeon for now, we wanted
to make sure she’s okay before we deal with that.” Suho answers.
“Did you guys stop him before he had the chance to do anything?” Lay, who
hadn’t been there for more then five minutes looks to the younger boys.
The six who had been there share a look. What had happened in the room
had already been discussed, earning Joon a few broken fingers when Kai
accidently slammed his hand in the car door. They know Jooyoung is listening
and is already uncomfortable telling them and having them tell each other over
“She stopped him,” Sehun says a bit proudly.
Kai chuckles, “Broke his nose.”
“That’s our girl,” Kris smiles softly as he sits down on the couch next
to her and Sehun.
“We just came in to finish the job,” Tao adds in.
“I’ll deal with him in a little bit,” Xiumin finally speaks for the first
time since hearing the news.
“I’m surprised you’re so calm about this,” Kai says without a thought,
earning a swat from his hyungs close by.
“I’m not fucking calm,” Xiumin’s tone turns icy as he gives them all a
horrifying smile. “It is taking all of my self control not to go down there and
kill him. I just want to see her, to make sure she is okay. Can I see her? Is
she still afraid?” They are all surprised when his tone shifts so suddenly to
something so warm and worried.
“Can you let them see you baby?” Sehun whispers to her. She had only
stopped crying a few minutes ago so she can imagine how horrible she looks.
Only Sehun and Suho have been able to see her bruised face and bloodshot eyes.
“Only if they don’t get mad or yell,” Her small voice mumbles, just loud
enough for them to hear. Never in their years of living had they been so happy
to hear someone’s voice.
“We will be good daddies,” Sehun reassures her with a kiss on the top of
the head. With a deep breath she sits up straight on Sehun’s lap and hesitantly
turns around to look at everyone. Kris and Sehun are the first to see her, like
she had worried her eyes are puffy and red. The bruise on her cheek reaches up
under her eye, a deep purple covers most of her cheek, it looked painful even
to the boys.
At first Kris is happy that their baby will let them see her but the
minute he sees his poor baby’s swelled face he wishes he were down in the
dungeon tearing that bastards fingers off one by one, and from the way Sehun is
clenching his jaw, he knows the younger boy feels the same. The other ten
waiting all gasp at the sight, Xiumin is in front of her faster then she could
have thought possible with Chen, Lay, and Kyungsoo hovering behind him, smart
enough not to get in the older man’s way. Xiumin places both hands gently on
her cheeks, his thumbs brush over them, trying to make the pain and tearstains
He leans down as places a dozen kisses on her bad cheek, “I’m so sorry
baby, I should have protected you.”
“It’s not your fault,” She tries to give him a smile but it falters when
a shot of pain spreads threw her face.
“Are you hurt anywhere else?” Lay asks, scanning her and finding a few
busies on her legs.
“I’m fine, I’m just really tired,” She yawns cutely.
“You should go take a nap,” Suho suggest.
“Can daddy Sehun stay with me?”
Sehun smiles at her, “Of course baby, I’ll stay with you as long as you
All the boys felt a pang of envy for the younger, she picked him, she
clung to him even after the others had tried to take her away she stuck to him.
Sehun takes her out of the room, taking all the light with him, leaving the
eleven men in the darkness that they know. Without a word they all file threw
the house to the secret staircase behind a bookshelf in the hall to the
dungeon. The dimly lit halls lead them to another hall, but this one has cells
with begging or crying men inside. They reach their pale arms threw the bars,
their annoying cries echo off the wall, begging for their freedom or their
families safety, the boys are too focused to really care. At the end of them
hall they reach the door separating them from the man who hurt their baby.
Xiumin is the first in, the massive concrete room has only a single light
bulb hanging from the ceiling right above the slouching boy. Tied tightly in a
chair the boy is trembling as he tires to pull his hands free of the bindings.
He knows too well what is going to happen to him. Joon is the son of a close
family friend, whose father works under the boys. He had heard his father
telling horror stories about that happens in the Kim’s legendary dungeon. But
the poor bastard doesn’t under stand what had earned him a chair in this hell
The girl. That little fucking bitch is what got him here. He wants to ask
which one of them she had gotten her claws into but from the way all of them
are glaring at him, he figures it must be all. It would be a lie if he didn’t
say he is amazed that the slut is able to get all twelve to kill a close friend
just for fucking with her. He finds himself chucking, “Wow Hyung, that bitch
has got you whipped.”
Bad decision, Xiumin punches him, more blood pours from his nose and his
mouth. His already broken nose only gets more fucked up.
“Don’t you ever fucking dare say something like that about our Joo,” Suho
“Is her pussy that fucking amazing that you guys would want to piss of my
father just because I fucked the bitch up?” Joon chuckles hoping his friends
will laugh along with him and let him go, but no such luck. In fact Kris heads
toward a table filled with tools and other torture devices.
Kris chuckles humorlessly, “Your father won’t do shit even when we send
your head to his door. Because with your head will be a note telling him about
what you did. You broke a rule Joon.”
“What did I do?” Joon yells, “I barely touched that bitch!”
“That bitch? That bitch is our baby!” Chen growls, surprising Joon, Chen
is never the type to raise his voice or even say anything rude.
When his closest friend Chanyeol comes forward he almost lets out a sigh
of relief, that is until he sees the pliers in his hand. His face drains,
“Yeol, what are you doing? Why are you doing this? I thought we were friends?”
Chanyeol laughs, he places a large hand on the boys shoulder, “Friends? I
told you a hundred times not to touch, to not even fucking look at her! But you fucking touched her. You hit her, you made our
baby cry. You made her afraid of us, because of you she saw our dark sides,
something our innocent little baby should never see. You told her bad things
about us. You took her beautiful smile off her face. Because of that, we each
get a minute to do whatever we want to you,” Chanyeol smiles. “As you know, I
think your smile is important, so someone as disgusting as you doesn’t deserve
such a nice smile. I’m going to make this right.”
My baby looks so broken, she won’t even look me in the eye as I stare
down at her, her gorgeous eyes are focused on our feet. The bath is filling
behind me, it’s only half full now, after five minutes of her asking to bathe
herself. I understand that she wants to be alone, that she might not want
anyone touching her after something like that but I don’t want to leave her
alone with her thoughts. She could talk herself into the wrong thing, she could
think of all the reasons she should run away from us, I’ll be having none of
that. I still feel the deep satisfaction of her picking me over all of the
others to comfort her still buzzes threw me. I find myself smirking at the
memory of their glares. She’s all mine for the moment.
“Baby,” I order softly as I grip the hem of her sweater. Reluctantly she
raises her hands above her head to allow me to remove it, next is her button up
that comes off without much of a fight. She surprises me by pushing my hands
away from her tank top, she holds the hem down tightly, more tears begin
welling in those beautiful hazel, cat like eyes of hers’.
“Please daddy, you’re going to get mad if you see it,” She mumbles out.
“I don’t want you to get mad.”
“Why would I get mad baby?” I try my best to keep my voice soft but we
both know there is poison behind it. My mind is racing a million miles an hour
at the thought of what she could be afraid of me seeing. What else could that
bastard could have done to you?
“I told you earlier, he kicked me, hard. I think there is going to be a
bruise but I don’t want you to get mad.”
“I can’t promise that baby, I’m honestly fuming at the thought that he
actually kicked you. But I promise I’ll behave,” I give her a soft smile which
is enough encouragement for her to show me. But my smile drops the moment I see
the purple blotch on her side, it feels as if my heart has been ripped right
out of my chest.
My baby, my little ball of sunshine and rainbows and all that is good in
the world, was beaten. That asshole marked our little kitten, a nickname I’ve
grown fond of when I think about her. I drop to my knees in front of her and
pull her close, peppering kisses all over her stomach, surprisingly earning me
a precious giggle from her. Never in my like have I seen such a beautiful sight
of that little grin on her face, even with the bruise she is the most beautiful
woman I’ve ever seen. I can’t believe I’ve only been able to look at her for a
week, that I’ve gone my whole life without it is amazing.
“Daddy, stop it,” She giggles as I continue.
“I just want to kiss the pain away,” My hold on her tightens, “tell me
where it hurts, daddy will kiss it better.”
“It hurts everywhere,” She answers honestly.
“Daddy will make all of it better.”
I remove her skirt and panties, until her cute frame is in front of me
shivering like a leaf in absolutely nothing. Never in my life have I been so
amazed by the female form. Her petite frame lacks nothing when it comes to
curves, with a perfect chest that he knows for a fact feel as good as they look
and hips that would make any woman jealous. I help her into the water and sit
on the edge, my hand swirls around in the water.
“Are they going to kill him?” She asks out of nowhere. I pause for a
moment, hesitant on whether the truth is best or not. But when I look at her
and see her staring strait back at me, I figure honesty is the best policy.
She nods, “Are you upset that you aren’t down there?”
Another question I wasn’t expecting, “No, I’m happy where I am, here with
“Really?” There is a cuteness to her that usually isn’t there.
I nod, “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world right now.” She
smiles down at the water. “Are happy here, right now? Or even in this house,
are you happy baby?”
She’s hesitant, “I’m not sure. I don’t want to be anywhere else right
“When I was with that guy, even thinking about all the bad things I know
you could have done I still wanted you guys to be the ones to save me.” She
pauses, “Have you ever killed a person?”
Without any hesitation I answer, “Yes.”
“Do you regret it?”
I shake my head, “I don’t regret a single one.”
“Does that change your idea of me?”
Her head shakes no.
“Do you still love me?” The words surprise me but her automatic nod
surprises me even more. “You love me?”
“I love all of my daddies, even if I don’t like what you do, or what you
It’s as if my heart stops, I don’t want to ever leave this moment, I want
to hear her say that over and over again until time runs out. She loves us. She
Exo K reaction to the girlfriend being bullied by a friend of theirs
We decided to split it up into Exo M and Exo K that way we are sure that none of us are sitting writing a 12 person reaction, it can become a little overwhelming ^^
If you think that he would accept anything like that you are sorely mistaken by that, two lecture upcoming. First on to his friend who he would as politely as humanly that he never wanted to see her again, he couldn’t accept somebody so petty. And then to you for not telling him! You were suppose to be a couple! You were suppose to be together! He would try his best after to build more trust with you, so next time you would trust him enough to tell him the truth, instead of keeping it from him thinking you need to deal with it alone
“You know that you can trust me, I would do anything to keep you safe, being together means we have to carry stuff like this together, not alone.”
So it was no secret that Baekhyung had a lot of friends, he enjoyed making friends! It was how you and him had met so long ago! He always liked to believe the best in people, he never wanted to think something negative about any of his friends. In general he liked to think the most positive he could of anybody, this was the reason that when somebody first told him what was going on he refused to believe it, nobody would ever do something like that! Right? Right? I was first when he saw it himself that he was forced to realize that it was true, he would be so dissapointed in his friend.
“How can you even do this! Fuck the fact that we are friends and she means the world to me, but how can you do that to anybody! It is inhumane, you garbage person! Get out of might sight! I don’t even care if you have a good reason, you don’t treat people like that!”
Normally Chanyeol was easy going, sharing jokes and stuff like that around him, but the moment he found out the truth all jokes were off, and he would just be sad. He would be sad that the reason you didn’t come to him with this was that you didn’t think he was serious enough for stuff like this.
“Would you like me more if I were more serious?” “What? Yeol what are you talking about?” “This would never have happened if I were more serious!” “Did you ask her to do it? No? This would happen no matter what, and I love you the way you are. And you stopped it silly!”
You really think that he would accept that, there is a reason that people call him Satan-soo, he can be terrifying if he wants to, and most of the time he wants to. Kyungsoo is so picky when it comes to friends, that the fact that somebody he saw as a friend would do something like that to him and to a person who meant the world to him! You would never really know the truth of what happened, just that he would come home one night wrap his arms around you and mumble something about how humanity was disappointing.
“Sometimes I feel like we should just give up everybody and just lock us self inside here and never go outside.”
Jongin is not… amazing at expressing his feelings always, he sometimes clamp up when he wanted to tell you how much he loved you. That was what he thought was wrong when you first started looking sad around him, he tried to show you how much he loved you, but you just seemed to just pull away from him instead. When he found out that the reason for you pulling away from him was the words of his best female friend, he was livid! She was the one he went to when he wanted to talk about you, about how happy you made him and everything like that! And she dared pull this shit!
“You took everything I said an turned it again her! You were suppose to be the one person I could trust and you do this to me? I thought we were friends… You know she means the world to me!”
While yes he is very much seen as a brat, which yes he is, and he might not always have the best choice in friends outside of his group, so it would be really hurting to not just him self and your relationship, but also his own ego. He always saw himself as a good judge of character, he would make very sure that his friend knew to never speak to you or him again. When he would get home that day he would just cuddle up behind you and apolgise for something you weren’t even sure of what for.
“I’m sorry” “Sehun it is 2am, what are you talking about?” “Nothing… I’m just… I’m sorry okay, I love you.” “I love you to weirdo, now sleep”
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You sigh and wipe your tears while getting up and leaving your computer. Walking into your en suite bath to run some water you couldn’t help but cry more. Being so caught up in your thoughts you didn’t hear Chanyeol come home and enter the bathroom. “Baby, are you okay? What’s wrong?” he asks spinning you around and hugging you. “Nothing. I just have a real bad headache. I had a bad day at work. I am just going to take a bath, okay? I will order us something to eat, since I don’t feel like cooking, when i get out.” You kiss his cheek and shut the door after you push him out. Chanyeol doesn’t believe you, but knows you will tell him what is wrong in time. Knowing you were in feeling good he decided he would go online and order pizza for you both so it would be there when you got out. He went the desk you two share and goes to use your laptop. As the computer comes on the page you were on is still pulled up. You had came across a blog about yourself, but it was not a good one. It was a blog talking about how ugly, how fat, and how much of a ‘gold digging whore’ you were. It said you weren’t good enough for Chanyeol. Sighing he scrolls through the blog and he can’t help the tears that form in his eyes. Chanyeol blames himself. He knew you weren’t ready for people to know about your relationship but he had pushed and pushed until you said yes. He also feel guilty because if he wasn’t a star you wouldn’t have to deal with this hate. Chanyeol stays on the site until he hears the water being let out of the tub. Getting up he goes up to the door of the bathroom and right when you open it he is on you. He takes your wrist and pulls you to the bed and pushes you on it. “Yeol, what are you doing? I am still in my towel?” you say trying to make sure every part of you is covered. “You don’t believe them do you?” You stare at him in confusion until you look at your laptop and see it on. Closing your eyes you let out a deep breath and lay back on the bed. Your right hand goes . to the corner of your eye to wipe the tears away, “Maybe.” you whisper back. Chanyeol hovers over you and moves your hands away from your face. “Look at me.” he talks you in a soft, but stern voice. You look into his eyes and you see anger and guilt. “Nothing they said is true. NOTHING anyone says like that will ever be true. I don’t care what others think. All I care about is you. And I LOVE YOU. That’s all that matters.” You start crying again. Shaking your head you start to argue, “No, they are right. You could do so much better than me. I am too fa-” his lips cut you off. “Shut up. None of that is true.” turning your head you cry into the pillow. Chanyeol moves so he is at your feet. “I love how you always move so your feet are touching mine in bed at night. No matter what you never fail to have your feet touching mine.” he grabs your right foot and kisses the top and you move you head to stare at him. “I love how you always tell me to not touch your legs because you haven’t shaved yet when I get home from work and you are on the couch in shorts and I put your legs over mine.” he kisses up your freshly shaven calf. “I love your thighs. They are good to hold you down by when you try to wiggle away from me when I am giving you too much pleasure.” He pushes up your towel just enough to kiss the middle of your thighs while smirking. “When we cuddle the only thing that keeps use warm is our tummies. I wouldn’t change you or me. Plus, I love our wing nights at the bar with the boys. You always beat them I get to gloat for you.” He laughs as he squeezes your sides and you laugh a little looking at him with so much love. “Oh, and don’t get me started on my girls here.” he says as he kisses above the towel at the top of your breast. You lightly push his head up and smile at him. “And your face. Let’s see. You have the biggest eyes, well besides DO, that I love. Your little nose that is always runny right when you wake up in the morning.” He kisses the tip of your nose. “Ummmmm, and these lips.” he pauses to kiss them. “I could kiss all day.” You couldn’t believe what he just did. You have never felt so loved before. “Thank you.” you whisper as you pull him into another kiss. He grabs your sides again and starts tickling you. “No! Chanyeol! No, come on I have a towel on!!!” you laugh as you say your sentence. “I know that’s the point.” Glaring at him you get up and run away into the closet and shut the door. “Babe, come on. I just wanted to have some fun.” He puts his head against the door. After putting on one of his shirts and your, and Chanyeol’s, favorite boyshort underwear you come out of the closet. “Baby, let’s go watch a movie and cuddle. I am still sad.” you walk to him and hug him around his waist. “Oh yeah. I am sorry. Let’s go. You can pick. I will go order the pizza.” he runs to the computer and you smirk to yourself as you walk to the living room and wait on Chanyeol to come and cuddle. “How did I get so lucky?” you smile before you turn on Netflix and hear chanyeol run down the hallway. He climbs in behind you and holds you and you rest your head on his chest and sigh knowing you could get through it all with him by your side.