sunflowers at summertime
As a boy he’d play hide and seek with his friends in the sunflower fields during the summer, and he always won because he knew the fields like the back of his hand. Moon Bin reminds him of those summer days.Or; Lee Dongmin loves flowers.
call me anytime ;)
Bin is the worst best man ever. (But so is Rocky, so it's not all on him!)
the age of dongmin
One summer’s night in 1937, Lee Dongmin was driving north to his parent’s beach cottage when something highly unusual occurred, something almost magical.Snow fell in Sonoma County, California.
you know i love you, don't you?
“I think it’s beautiful,” Sanha said, smiling happily. “I like the fact that there’s someone out there that shares the other half of my soul. It’s so romantic.”Bin scoffed. Eunwoo’s stomach dropped, the taste of flowers on his lips and the feeling of tears behind his eyes.
love isn't everything.
(I love you.)A message typed, but never sent.
a poetic way to say i love you
“Jaemin, a musician with pink hair. You’re sure?” Chenle asked, urgently.“Um, pretty sure, yeah.”There was a moment of silence. “Well, shit.""What?""I’m about ninety-nine percent sure you went on a walk with Na Jaemin last night. Na freaking Jaemin! And you didn’t recognize him! I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.”(Or; Mark is a musician with a small following who has lost inspiration, but he finds a muse in Na Jaemin, who has a killer smile and a kind personality to match. The only problem is that he’s apparently a member of worldwide-famous boy group Millennium, and to top it all off, he's the nation's sweetheart. Yeah, Mark's fucked.)
life goes on
One day, you'll find yourself standing in silence with a boy on a bridge, and though you love him, you will never tell him, because you have come to the shocking revelation that you have run out of time.Or; Na Jaemin is Mark Lee's first love, though he'll never know it.
we were meant to be (on the silver screen)
“The casting team is confident in this choice,” Johnny says, voice smooth. “Unless you have any objections, we’re interested in informing him that he’s been cast as soon as possible. Na Jaemin’s become a pretty big name in the last year or so.”Mark considers it for a split second, and then he's clearing his throat and saying, “I have no objections. Let’s move forward with Na Jaemin from here.”Johnny nods, and the meeting proceeds. Mark sits frozen in his seat, and thinks, oh, fuck. What the hell have I done?(Or; Jaemin is a famous actor. Mark is the showrunner for a Netflix show that Jaemin's just been cast in. They haven't seen or spoken to one another in over ten years, and the last time they were in the same room, they were still together. As in, dating. Actually, now that Mark's thinking about it, he's not totally sure they ever officially broke up. Fuck.)
i didn't say anything, though?
Fairy magic is a bitch, and for the love of all that is holy, Chenle is going to find a way to murder it, no matter how intangible it may be.(Or; Chenle wakes up one day able to read minds and accidentally finds out that his flatmate is in love with him. How nice.)
when frost bites (bite back)
"For such an ancient Archon, the Lord of Geo was nothing like I expected. Of all the many things he could spend his time doing in Liyue, he chooses to work as a consultant for a funeral parlor?”Childe’s mind went blank with shock, and his heart sank like a stone.(Or: Childe flees Liyue, fights God, adopts three children, nearly dies of hypothermia, meets a rotating cast of strange characters, and moves in with the love of his Iife. Not necessarily in that order.)
play to win, try not to lose
“So, I could point out someone in this bar right now, and you’d be able to make them fall in love with you in ten days?” Jaemin says, leaning forward as a predatory smile grows on his face.“Yeah,” Jisung says, gritting his teeth and only slightly wanting to die. Why was he always getting himself into situations?“That guy,” Jaemin says, pointing, and Jisung turns to look.Even in the low-lighting of the bar, it's obvious that the man Jaemin's pointed out is stunning. High cheekbones, bright eyes, his hair falling over his forehead in a soft wave.Oh, Christ. Jisung's fucked.(Or; Park Jisung is the perpetual seventh-wheel in his group of friends – which doesn't usually bother him, except for the fact that they all see him as someone who wouldn’t know romance if it hit him in the face. Jisung's determined to prove them wrong, but considering his awful track record with romance, doesn't actually think he'll succeed.)(Enter Oh Sion.)
shoot the shot!
“I take one side of the gym, you take the other?”“Works for me,” Riku said, clearly trying to keep himself from grinding his teeth.“Good,” Yushi said, probably a bit colder than necessary.“Perfect,” Riku replied, rolling his eyes. Then, as if in sync, they both turned on their heels and headed to their respective sides of the court. Whatever. Yushi didn't give a fuck. Who cared if Maeda didn't like him? He would lead the Wish to victory with or without his help.Unfortunately for Yushi, it turned out Riku was too damn good at basketball to ignore.
i cooked my way to a bf?! [not clickbait]
“Get Donghyuck to take the classes,” Jaemin pleaded. “If he tries to poison me one more time with that disgrace to Korean cuisine he calls kimchi fried rice, I’m going to lose my mind.”Or; Five times Lee Donghyuck's awful cooking brought Na Jaemin and Liu Yangyang closer together, and one time that Liu Yangyang's lovely cooking got him a boyfriend.
i had a marvelous time (ruining everything)
Life without Yangyang went on, and that was absolutely the most fucked up part about it.Or; Yangyang dies. Jaemin travels the world, dyes a dog green, plants a tree, considers throwing himself into the ocean, and breaks and rebuilds and breaks all over again and then keeps on living. Not necessarily in that order.
for the future traded yesterday
“Hey. What’s your name?” Jaemin asked, crossing his arms.“I really don’t think you should be the one asking the questions, given you’re the one that just appeared in my backyard with no explanation," Yangyang commented mildly. "That having been said, it's Yangyang. Now if you'll excuse me, I’m going to try and find my roommate, because I think I might actually be having a psychotic break.”(Or; Yangyang finds an ancient CD in his attic that, when he plays it, summons a group of undead indie boyband members. He's already dealing with a rat infestation, a major he hates, and upcoming midterms. He really doesn't have any time for Na Jaemin, with his sharp smile and freakishly good looks – but it doesn't seem like Jaemin's interested in leaving him alone anytime soon.)(Don't tell him, but Yangyang might be okay with that.)