Minseok

Online

Himchan.

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I need advice.

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Never mind, I already did the stupid thing.

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…minseok what did you do

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“Will you tell me a bedtime story?” Nora stared up at Yongguk with huge, innocent eyes, blanket up to her chin as she hugged her newly recovered rabbit. Anne groaned and tucked herself in, slapping a pillow on top of her face.

“I…” Yongguk looked flustered, “I’m not really good at that.”

“Well, tell me about the people you work with.”

“Oh wow,” Yongguk scoffed and sat down next to Nora’s bed, “how do I begin? I mean. I hate my job.”

“You do?”

“Yeh. I mean. Let me just sum it all up by telling you about the people I work with.”

“Okay,” Anne and Nora sat up and paid attention. Anne even straightened her rabbit to sit up.

“So okay, first off. There’s this really annoying Beverly-Hills-wannabe chick who is as dumb as a short stack of bricks. All she does all day is powder her face and check her hair. She is not productive to our purpose whatsoever and even though, yes, she’s pretty – she is so monumentally useless she wouldn’t know she were fired until three years later.”

“Then why was she hired in the first place?”

“She made one smart comment during the interview and never again since.”

“Life,” Anne brandished with a dramatic wave of the hand.

“Next one is another girl – really smart. She’s the polar opposite of the first one and she’s this tech-savvy person who isn’t basically interested in anything but books. She’s not so bad, but she can be condescending and her suggestions when we work make it unbearable for us to even hear a peep out of the first girl.”

“So… she raises standards for all girls around?”

“Eh… more or less.”

“Okay.”

“Third one. Get this. He’s this skinny, sloppy dude with his hair all over the place all the time. And good lord, his stubble. He grosses me out to the moon. And he’s always acting like a stupid wuss, being terrified of every risk despite the smart girl’s explanations.”

“Huh?” Anne cocked her head sideways. Nora was staring at Yongguk intently, her eyes narrowed.

“And you know what’s worse?” Yongguk was gesticulating wildly now, “he brings a massive Great Dane to work. Like, that thing is as huge as he is and it’s constantly whining and bellowing as though he’s trying to talk. Every day, I have to watch this stupid brown dog walking around with his owner, talking to each other like a weird, messed-up hippie show.”

“Great. Dane.” Anne repeated slowly.

“Anyway. I drive them around in my yellow van and we solve paranormal mysteries.”

Silence.

Then, Yongguk’s hysterical laughter.

“When did you call out on his bull?” Anne looked at Nora with slits for eyes.

“I think… around Great Dane.”

“I can’t believe you called Scooby stupid.” Anne glared. Yongguk wiped the tears from his eyes.

“I’m sorry. But that had to be the best, most elaborate joke I’ve ever told in my life.”

Anne groaned and slapped the pillow back on her face.

“Be serious.” Nora whined.

“Fine, what were we talking about?”

“Tell us about the people you work with!”

“You mean BAP? The guys?”

“Wait,” Anne sat up and the pillow fell off, “you work with those people?” She gestured towards the door.

“Well, yeah.”

“How do you get anything done?”

“It’s a challenge,” Yongguk’s eyes glazed over as he stared into the unseen horizon, “but I manage.”

“Why don’t you tell us about it?”

Yongguk gazed on, as though his thoughts were beyond the confining walls of the girls’ bedroom, and his imagination was a bright array of gold and red, over a field of green, waving grass, and there he stood, there he breathed! And he thrived, and he survived and… holy , there’s a 10-ft rabbit standing next to him, where did that come from…?

“YONGGUK!”

He snapped out of his daydream, blinking excessively in the dim room as both girls regarded him judgingly.

“How the heck do you snore when awake?”

“I…” Yongguk buried his face in his hands in shame, “I guess I was sleepy.”

“You poor dear,” Nora’s tone took a softer note, “ you must be tired…why don’t we talk about it?”

“I’m fine.”

“Are you now?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course I…” Yongguk looked uneasy.

“But do we ever know anything for sure?” Anne chimed in, her face serious. Yongguk’s eyes glazed over again.

“I just feel,” Yongguk murmured, “like we’re a part of something bigger in the univere.”

“Do you believe in dragons?”

“Oh my god, yes.”

Anne grinned, and pulled out a clipboard.

*

Luhan

Online

Hyung, do you mind bringing me a towel.

Sehun used up all mine and Tao won’t loan

me his

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Because he’s a little duplex

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Dumpling*

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Duplex*

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DIP* GDAMN AUTOCORRECT

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Hyung.

Hyung, you’re online.

Hyung TOWEL.

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HYUNG.

JUNMYEON.

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Never mind I got one, you unreliable piece of sinus.

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Sewer*

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Submarine*

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* GODDAMIT

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… I was on the toilet.

Why am I being yelled at?

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*

Luhan

Online

Himchan, could you bring me a towel?

EXO members are being right now

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Busy.

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Doing what?

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Why are you concerned you creepy- stalker

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I’d just like to know what’s more important

than bringing me a towel.

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Or rather, I want to know why I have to freeze

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Just bolt into your room

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No, the bathroom’s next to the girls’ rooms.

Can’t risk it.

BRING ME A TOWEL PLEASE

IT’S COLD.

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I’m watching a movie, dude.

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WHAT

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PAUSE IT

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Don’t want to.

It’ll lose the momentum.

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Hey look.

If you want me to get you a towel,

I’ll bring you one when this part is over.

The main character’s facing a huge revelation right now.

It’s freaking heartbreaking.

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…

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… what are you watching?

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It’s about this pair of siblings and one of them has

a dangerous and fatal weapon that could ruin the family.

So they basically brainwash her to institutionalise herself but due

to hierarchical reasons, she has to come out despite psychological insecurity

and turns out there are assassins targeting her and her family and trying

to steal her empire.

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Huh. Title?

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Frozen.

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*

The corridor was dark. The curtains drawn, the windows shut and the night chilly, a soft zephyr blowing in from between the cracks in the walls. Baekhyun was rubbing his eyes as he felt for the toilet door in the dark when a pale face hovered in front of him in the darkness. His face blanched, and was about to scream when…

Yixing stepped out of the shadows clad in nothing but his pyjamas.

“The secret to a peaceful sleep is serenity and a clear mind.” Then he pattered off down the hallway. Baekhyun exhaled deeply, clutching his chest when…

Another pale hand reached out from the shadows and grabbed his face.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

*

Minseok, Sehun and Luhan sat up abruptly, Luhan rolling out of bed in his trepidation as the screaming in the hallway did not cease. It sounded like…

“Baekhyun!” Chanyeol’s voice boomed outside.

Crash. Crash. Crash.

Door after door in the hallway crashed open and footsteps rang in urgent patters, all looking for the source of the scream. It had abruptly ceased. Sehun and Minseok rushed out, Luhan still squirming in his prison of tangled sheets and stared over the bannister across to the people opposite, who were gesturing at each other in pure confusion, blinking sleep out of their eyes.

Yixing stood at the top of the winding staircase, at the perfect center of the round hallway of rooms stretching around the building on the second floor. The children on the third floor peered downstairs, crowding around Sister Rosaria in frightened curiosity. Yixing’s face was so eerily calm, he seemed to glow in the moonlight reflected off the dusty chandelier hovering on the glass ceiling. His pyjamas were dark blue, so when he moved into the shadows, his pale face seemed to hover over nothing.

“He’s done it,” Minseok breathed, “he’s finally done it. I knew he had it in him.”

“Eh?” Sehun looked at him.

“Has anyone seen Baekhyun?” Chanyeol called from across.

“He’s not on the second floor,” Daehyun called back, he and Himchan walking up to Minseok’s crowd.

“Where the heck…”

“A search is always fruitful if you know where to find. Seek, and you shall be enlightened.” Yixing suddenly spoke and he sat on the floor in the middle of the freaking hallway, cross-legged. Jongup, who was nearest to him, cautiously began to edge away sideways, joining the group.

“He did it,” Minseok whimpered, flailing desperately in his direction, his arm hitting Luhan in the face, “he’s summoned the demon of darkness!”

“Minseok.” Jongup looked at him with a judging stare, “get a grip.”

“Let us meditate,” Yixing’s voice carried easily in the night, and a chill ran up everyone’s spine, “to unlock the mysteries of the universe, let us all join our chi and become one!”

“HE’S GOING TO BRING THE CATACLYSM, runnnnnnnnn…” Minseok screeched and turned to bolt, but his legs carried him nowhere because Daehyun and Luhan caught him by the shoulder, and held on, expressions dry.

“Yixing, get up from the filthy floor, you idiot,” Chanyeol nudged him aside on the floor with his foot as though he was a bag of cabbages, and went up to the others, “Baekhyun’s not on the third floor either and I can’t get Kris to wake up… now you wake up.” He roared at the latter who peered out of his bedroom door, one eye cocked open.

“Has anyone checked the first floor?”

“Ew no,” Chanyeol shivered, “it’s creepy down there at night.”

“This is a convent,” Jongup said, expression deadpan, “not Disneyland. Come on, he’ll be downstairs.”

They made their way downstairs cautiously, leaving Yixing to meditate on the floor. Minseok insisted on Luhan and Daehyun holding on to his arm, in case he passed out at the sight of whatever Yixing summoned. The lounge was empty, so was the waiting room and the chapel. The classrooms were silent save for the concert of crickets outside the window. There was only the kitchen left. Himchan led the way and he poked the door open with a finger slowly, the floorboards creaking under his weight. He leaned in and as his eyes adjusted to the dark…

A shadow standing 7-ft tall, looming over the counters. It was clearly a man, and his figure was massive, hands outstretched and head indistinguishable in front of the window and then…

The lights snapped on.

Everyone cowering outside the kitchen let off the least manly, least dignified, least idol-like scream ever heard in the history of girls. Minseok screeched so loudly Luhan had the time to wince at his painful ears when Jongdae registered the familiarity of…

“Baekhyun?”

Baekhyun had been taken by surprise, and he stood there, balancing himself on the counter and frozen in shock. He stared over his shoulder at the crowd ceasing to scream behind him, his baggy pyjamas hanging on him like sacks.

“You scared the crap out of us!” Himchan shrieked, his voice still high and at the moment, he had no control of its pitch.

“I scared you?” Baekhyun shouted back, “I nearly fell off the freaking counter and died!”

“Oh ,” Minseok clutched his chest and his knees sank to the floor, “oh my poor nerves. Oh, I need therapy.”

“What the hell were you doing?” Zelo demanded.

“I was looking for iodine!” Baekhyun said disgruntled, “I scraped my arm flailing when hyung grabbed my face. Which no one does by the way.” He addressed the unnoticed corner next to Himchan where someone had been standing there, arms folded and eyes wide. They all turned to see and Minseok was the first to react.

“I WAS RIGHT!”

Summoned or not, a demon was present.

“Well that was rude.” Kim Heechul muttered, staring down at Minseok’s unconscious figure.

*

All hail the power of Heechul!

And ship XiuChul. Or HeeMin.

As calmly as you can. (as if)

Wait. HeeMin makes me think of Taemin. Shudders.

Enjoy the update!! (pwease comment)

- Gwaghyeyu out

*starts chugging green tea*