I did a writing exercise where I put my ipod on random and I have to write a story based on the song that plays. I could only write as long as the song played. As soon as the song ended, I stopped writing. I thought I'd post the results for fun.

Super massive black hole

Muse

     Music pulsated throughout the crowded club as lights dances across the ceiling. The floor was packed with people, bodies writhing and limbs entangled as the DJ played bass heavy tracks. Kim Heechul stepped into the club with a hungry gaze. He was wearing a pair of skin tight leather pants and red mesh top that showed off his pale skin in the dim light. His long black hair was pulled up in a ponytail and his large dark eyes were lined in black.

    He his plush red lips as he scanned the crowd for someone to claim for the night. Heechul was on a mission to have a good time, all he needed was a warm body and a willing mind.

Backseat

JYJ

    A pair of lips slid across sweat dewed skin as the car’s radio played a sensual beat and the engine hummed. Heechul’s thin arms encircled his date and urged the handsome male atop him to take things further. He usually wasn’t one for intimate encounters in the backseats of expensive cars, but Choi Siwon wasn’t just any rich man in a designer suite come to sweep him off his feet. No, Siwon was Heechul’s undoing in every way.

Falling in love

2ne1

    Golden sunlight glistened across grains of white sand as Heechul lounged lazily under his white beach umbrella. He was wearing a simple pair of red swim trunks and a black floppy sun hat, a pair of large dark glasses perched on his nose and a book in his hands. It was a hot day, one he’d much rather spend inside, but he’d let his boyfriend drag him to the beach instead. A few feet away splashing happily in the water was a man with sun kissed skin, defined muscles, sandy brown hair, and a cut dimple when he smiled.

    Heechul rolled his eyes as he watched his lover, Park Jungsu, splashing in the waves like a child. There was no way he’d let the sun touch his own pale milky skin, no matter how good Jungsu looked, or how much he begged. Jungsu motioned for Heechul to join him, the look on his face sad as he realized his boyfriend rather read than have fun with him in the water. Slamming his book closed, Heechul shook his head as he tossed his hat into the sand and rose from his chair.

   “That dimple gets me every time.”

Lips of an Angel

Hinder

    Guilt coursed through Heechul’s veins as Siwon’s lips pressed against his. His hands shook and his mind screamed for him to push Siwon away, but he couldn’t make himself move. It was like this every time they met. As soon as their lips met, all of Heechul’s worries fell away and his body moved on its own accord. Everything about Siwon made him weak and tempted him away from the man who was supposed to own his heart. The sound of a phone ringing in the distance cause the kiss to break and Heechul to step away.

   “I’ll be right back,” Heechul whispered, dashing into the next room and leaving Siwon panting in the hallway.

    Ripping the phone off the wall, Heechul held it to his ear and waited for an answer. He knew exactly who was on the other end of the line.

    “Rella?” HanGeng’s voice sounded, “Rella, are you there?”

   “I’m right here, Hannie,” Heechul reassured, flinching when he felt Siwon’s lips on his neck. “I miss you.”

    “I hear something, are you alone?”

    “Yes,” Heechul lied, feeling terrible for deceiving his boyfriend. “I’m alone…,”

At Gwanghwamun

Kyuhyun

    Autumn leaves fell from the trees like a rain of floating fire. Reds, oranges and golds descended from the branches and covered the dirt path as Heechul strolled through the park with his mind lost in thought. He was wearing a warm auburn sweater and a cream colored scarf. His golden hair hung loose about his face and there were tears in his large dark eyes. Autumn was a painful season for Kim Heechul, for it had been in the fall that he’d lost his love.

    Heechul’s thin hands clutched his scarf as he walked. It had been a present from HanGeng. He cherished it more than any other item he owned, but it also brought him great sadness. Looking out at the leaf covered path, Heechul almost thought he saw his beloved Chinaman approaching him in the afternoon light, but it was only an illusion. He’d walked this path many times with HanGeng’s hand intertwined with his own. But, that was in the past. He was alone. No matter how much he wished for HanGeng to return to him, Heechul knew it wasn’t meant to be.

    “Heechul-ah?” an accented voice floated through the air, causing Heechul to turn and gaze up the path into the bright sun, colorful leaves falling all around him, and a cold breeze blowing through the trees