Plot Twist
Description
I got really inspired on tumblr when I saw all these chats called plot twists, where it would be like:
plot twist: oppa knows you exist
plot twist: oppa cries about you
So I've taken the idea to heart, and here is oppa, crying over "you". I plan on writing this through the pv as you, the character Olivia, and through the eyes of GD.
Please enjoy my first real fanfic!
Foreword
You sat there, staring at a picture on your computer. Well, it wasn’t really one picture; it was a collection of candid shots taken over time. Over 350 pictures, one taken for each day and some taken for when you were away with the guys. They called it an obsession, but you didn’t even care anymore. She was absolutely perfect. Her pale white skin, her large eyes, with that slight pull in the corner and her plump red lips; you ate it all up. You had heard people joke about how they thought “halfers” were better looking, but you had never believed it until now.
She was perfect. The way her plump lips pouted naturally, and her brown hair curled like a model’s except without trying. You loved how when she smiled, her whole face lit up with joy, and her laugh wasn’t a normal laugh but a cackle like a cartoon witch’s. You thought about how her waist was tiny, but she had wider hips, curves of a true non-Asian. You scanned each picture knowingly; you’d seen them all before. In each one she was dressed quite fashionably, which was even hotter.
You pictured her, sitting back at a dance studio in Seoul, watching the Kwon twins do their thing. Young Deuk and Young Don were how you met the goddess you had fallen so hard for. The three had worked at one of your favourite restaurants together. It was your favourite because your friend owned it, and thus you received benefits. After that, you found out that the twins and the object of your most dark and deep desires were friends.
Next thing you knew, you saw her around the studios. Slowly learning to fall for her more, because you saw her charms when she was not working and being herself. Like the way she could laugh so hard no noise would come out and she’d run out of breath, but god forbid she stop laughing. You smiled to yourself, just watching her picture. You were pretty sure you loved more than any other man could. No, you knew you loved her more than any man ever could.
There was a lack of knocking as the door swung right open, causing you to close your laptop with haste. You didn’t like being intruded upon when you were admiring her, and you didn’t want your friends to tease you about it. Which was why you dreaded getting caught like this. The younger boy whined and quickly departed into the main room, with you hot on his heels, hands out ready to cover his big mouth.
“HYONG WAS STARING AT HIS GROSS COLLECTION OF PICTURES AGAIN!” He announced for everyone to hear, just before you could cover his mouth. The short haired boy ran his tongue up your hand, causing you to jerk away and wipe it on his sleeve whilst continuously glaring at the younger male.
Your eyes dragged themselves over to the squinty eyed one who chose to speak next. “Yah, don’t . He’s in love.” You felt your cheeks get hot. “Besides, we’ve seen you do much worse when you’re drunk.” You couldn’t help but grin as things started to look up for you.
Until the blond spoke up.
“That may be the case, but it’s getting creepy.” He pointed out as he lounged casually on the sofa.
You pursed your lips into a thin line. Your pictures were not gross, you were not staring, and you were most definitely not creepy. Just as you opened your mouth to speak, you were cut off by a deep chuckle from a mint haired man.
“Let it go Daesung.” He mused nonchalantly. “It’s probably just a phase anyways.”
That was it. You were done. You could live with being called creepy, or weird; but hearing that this was all just a phase managed to piss you off. You glared at them all, finally raising your voice to speak (or yell), “Shut up! Just shut up!” You snapped. Having gained all their attention with your sudden outburst, you continued. “I don’t care if you think it’s creepy or weird, but this is NOT a phase! I really love her!” With that you stormed into your room and slammed the door to emphasize your anger.
You crawled into bed, pulling your laptop into your lap and opening it quickly. Her picture appeared on the screen and all your stress immediately dissolved. “Aiish, what you do to me.” You mumbled to yourself happily. “I’ll be home soon ok? I’ll come and see you. And this time, I’ll try and talk to you.” You mused happily. Quickly, you closed your laptop and tried to get some sleep, hoping you could get back to Seoul as soon as possible.
For her.
To see her.
Your idol.
Credit to: -winter @ flickr for this amazing poster!
As well, none of the ideas or images are mine!
Thank you all so much for supporting me on this!
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