This blog is closed. I will no longer be posting any more scenarios or requests, but I will keep this blog up as an archive of my scenarios for your viewing
I will edit this post with the link to my LiveJournal (more about that in the post mentioned above) when I make it.
Thank you all for your support, and thank you for reading the scenarios on this blog!
(and, there’s another thing I’ve lied about. My real first name is, in fact, not Nicole. But I won’t reveal my real name anytime soon. I’ll just remain ~mysteriously anonymous~.)
Woohyun scenario for anonymous! Enjoy! And please read my update about me leaving this blog. Thank you all!
Chewing on your lip, you looked up at the wall clock.
7:35. It’s already been five entire minutes since he said he’d be home from dance practice. Why isn’t he—
You shook your head and stopped yourself. You missed your boyfriend, but you didn’t miss him enough to dive into some obsessive-girlfriend-goes-on-rampage-around-town-to-find-out-where-boyfriend-has-been thing. Whatever that meant.
The door clicks open. You widen your eyes and run up to your sweaty boyfriend, ignoring the stench wafting around in the air for now.
"Ah, wait, it’s hot." Woohyun whined. You had a cold water bottle ready for him since 6:40 so you handed it to him instantly and resumed hugging him.
"Where is my girlfriend? What is this koala bear doing clinging to me like a eucalyptus tree? Because I’m just a regular tree." Woohyun laughed at his own joke as he pried your arms off of him. You responded to this with a silent pout. "Seems like you already showered, I smell that weird fruity shampoo you like to use. Don’t get yourself stinky by hugging me. And, hey, I should try some of that shampoo while I’m in the shower. But maybe a water break first."
"But I want hugs."
"Hug me after I shower."
You frowned and followed Woohyun to the couch, where he took off his hoodie to reveal his wife beater. You chewed on your lip again and slightly furrowed your eyebrows as you stared at his abdomen. You’ve never seen the famous NamAbs before in real live, even though you were Woohyun’s girlfriend. You didn’t ask for much, no, you just wanted to see his abs.
How do you approach someone and ask to see their abs? “Hey, can I see your abs?”
"Hmm? Answer me. Hey." Woohyun snapped in your face. You blinked and looked up at his face. "My eyes are up here."
Sorry for such a long wait. Here’s a Zelo scenario for anonymous, hope you enjoy and prompt is at the end as always!
The music stopped right when you clapped your hands. Instead of the booming bass and trap music filling the room, all you heard now was panting. After wiping away a few beads of sweat with the back of your hand, you rested your palms on the sides of your hips and nodded, facing the exhausted dancers.
"And that is how we do it at YG Entertainment." Though you were also trying to control the pace of your own breathing, the dancing had been quite easy for you. Every step you took was out of muscle memory, while the TS Entertainment trainees you had just coached were choking out with what little energy they had left for dear mercy. You were a trainee in YG, yourself, but since you had been one of the more experienced ones, almost ready for debut, you were sent over to TS to coach (and maybe even scout) any dancers you deemed talented enough. The company trusted you to make good decisions, and your expectations were high; you could choose yourself to bring back none of these TS rookies and Yang Hyunsuk wouldn’t blink an eye.
You had your eye on a girl in the far back sitting on the ground that kept making eye contact with you, regulating her breathing as best as she could to impress you with her stamina. All of the other dancers were either sitting or laying on the ground with their chests rising and falling, still trying to catch their breaths. You were almost certain that one trainee in the far left who hadn’t moved for three minutes had passed out.
Hopeless, you sighed. When you scanned the room again after a sip of water, however, this time a tall figure stood up to greet you. Though you could notice sweat dripping from every single one of his pores, his breathing seemed normal. You were surprised he would even have any energy left to stand after the intense dance practice.
"Are we done already?" He spoke. "That can’t be it, right? That was a breeze."
There’s a Zelo scenario on its way. I think I’ll have it up by tonight, sorry for the long wait.
As I think you all have noticed, I’m quite the night owl (most of my scenarios are written, completed, and posted during the A.M.), and since I can’t sleep tonight, the request page and theme have been updated! Please check it out~ Also, I’ve moved the “Works In Progress” portion of the request list page to the little snowflake on my blog; just hover to check if your request has been started. (sorry for all of you that are on mobile ;; )
It’s nice to see the request list shrinking, isn’t it? Five more scenarios to go and requests will be open again! It sounds pretty overwhelming but at the same time it relieves me that the number of requests I have left is much smaller than what it was before~
Hello, my snowflakes! I’m done with finals for the most part and I can resume writing! I tried to kill two birds with one stone, so this one is for the two anons who requested CNU! Request is at the bottom like always, enjoy!
That was the initial thought going through your head once you picked up the plastic stick and saw a line with another one crossing over it. Just barely, though. You told yourself it was a mistake as you practically tore apart your bedroom for an outfit.
It had to be a mistake, right?
There was no way. You probably just looked at it wrong or were looking at it too closely. Yeah, it had to be an error; when you glanced back at it again, you could barely see the second line, or at least you convinced yourself that it had magically disappeared.
Hurrying out the door (though it wasn’t like anyone was rushing you besides yourself), you made your way to the corner store across the street. Heading to the aisle that sold condoms and whatnot, you scrolled your eyes across to the pregnancy test section of the shelf and picked the three pack of the most expensive variety with a sigh. You had reasoned with yourself on the way that expensive equals accurate. Trying not to reveal your cherry red cheeks to the cashier as you paid, you quickly hurried back to your apartment once you heard the timid teenager working the register mutter a “congratulations” at you.
Three tests and three positive symbols later, you were totally blank. A baby wasn’t going to be the end of your life, but you were more concerned about how Shinwoo would react. The both of you only got married not two months ago and you were already pregnant.
You tapped your chin with your cell phone, hesitating to call him.
Or, maybe it was better to tell him in person.
Or, maybe it was better to not tell him at all.
Who would’ve thought? Not 24 hours after I posted my last update saying I’d be gone for a while and a scenario’s being put out, how crazy is that? This is Himchan for anonymous, request is at the bottom like always, enjoy!
It was inevitable, but you didn’t expect the event to come along so soon, and, of course, not this particular group.
B.A.P having a performance at your college, you meant.
Unfortunately, you were stuck in class for a large chunk of the time the group would be performing. Listening to your professor drone on and on just made you tired. You hoped he’d still be there once you were done half paying attention and half day dreaming.
Once class was dismissed, you tried your hardest to wriggle your way through the crowd forming around the door without pushing anybody. After a powerful shove from a particularly enthusiastic BABY in your class, you were outside. He stood there before you with a bright yellow “visitor” sign pinned over his sweater.
"Hey, how did you know what class I’d be in? You weren’t stalking me, were you?" You joked, smiling shyly at him and trying your hardest not to look like too much of a geek with all your school gear. You silently thanked the heavens that you didn’t spill or drop any food or beverage on your outfit today, as you were usually clumsy.
"Maybe, or maybe I got a tip from one of your friends as to where you were?" Himchan smiled at you. Unfolding his hands from behind his back, he opened his arms out for a hug, which you gladly returned.
"Why are you here? Don’t you have schedules later on?" You asked, breaking free from his firm embrace.
"I specifically requested that we have the rest of the day off. The other members are doing their own thing, and I get to see you! Oh, I hope you’re not busy or anything… oops, I guess I should have thought this through." Furrowing his eyebrows, Himchan rubbed the back of his neck while looking down at the ground.
You really had a boring day planned; if you weren’t able to see B.A.P, you’d be studying, sleeping, eating, and browsing the internet, but since you liked messing around with Himchan, you decided to lie to him and to see his reaction.
"Um, actually, I do have plans. With one of my guy friends."
I’m sorry, my little snowflakes! School’s been hectic and I’ve been trying to get my grades up recently (I just finished homework and if you can see the time of this post, it’s four a.m. on a Monday morning). Though I do regularly feel guilt for not posting for you guys, I hope you understand that I remember that this blog exists and I remember the requests; school’s not something that just goes away. Finals are coming up so I have to work like crazy until they’re done. Honestly speaking, even if I did have the time to update, I really don’t have much energy to do anything besides sleeping, eating, watching dramas or browsing Twitter. I know it’s the whole “it’s not you, it’s me” speech and all, but I really just have kind of lost interest in things besides dramas and shows, mostly because I don’t have to use any brain cells when watching them, haha.
I’ll be back, this is not a goodbye, okay?
Suho for anonymous! Prompt’s at the bottom. I promised myself I’d have this out by tonight, so here it is. I’ll start more requests tomorrow, I have a pretty chill week ahead of me~
"Mmm, guess what?" Suho’s happy voice rang over the line. You smiled to yourself. You always appreciated your phone calls with your boyfriend, and you loved how he always found time to call you and chat about his day, no matter how exhausted he was. Rubbing away the sleepiness in your eyes, your hand instinctively moved to cover your mouth, as though he could hear your grin. It was three in the morning, but it didn’t matter to you. Learning to adapt to his schedules, you were never annoyed when your boyfriend called you; no matter the time or how busy you were, you always picked up.
"What?" Yawning, you stretched out your arms and legs on your bed, pulling up your duvet with one hand, crawling completely under. Every part of your body was underneath except your head, even both of your hands. You’d gotten too lazy to hold the phone for long periods of time and took advantage of the speaker button.
"I have a day off tomorrow! We can finally go out on a date again." You shot awake, your eyes widening as all the tiredness in your body faded away. "Really?" Practically yelling it over the phone, you heard a shush in the background from the other line.
"Oh, yeah, sorry, forgot it was nighttime. Apologize to whoever that was for me, mm? It’s raining really hard through tonight and tomorrow, though, and there might even be thunderstorms, is it really a good idea…?" Your voice trailed off as all the plans that came rushing through your head disappeared one by one.
"Why not? I want to spend my free day with you jagi," Suho whined with a high-pitched aegyo voice, something you never thought you’d hear from EXO’s guardian and leader. A shush again, and a puking sound in the background. Another shush, this time from Suho. You heard him whisper annoyedly, "Guys, come on." You giggled.
"Alright, alright, I guess I could come over to the dorm for a movie marathon or some other indoor activity. It’s not far of a drive and I don’t need to take the freeway, so I can easily avoid any traffic." You nodded to yourself.
"Other indoor activity, hm?" Practically hearing the smirk in his voice, you covered up your face with your blanket and kicked around.
"Seriously! I didn’t mean that and you know it. I’m mad at you now.” You made a “hmph” sound and covered your mouth to stop your laughter.
"Sure you’re mad at me. See you tomorrow." You heard a hushed laugh and another shush, and you ended the conversation with a happy sigh and a quick "tomorrow" before you hung up and fell asleep.