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ngl you're kind of a genius for i wanna grow up once again because mark would be so perfect as rancho (though id never be able to imagine yuta as chatur LMAO)
lol I was rewatching it and I realised how much I saw mark in rancho but I couldn’t think of anyone for chatur so I picked randomly 😭
★彡 In college, you and mark form a strange relationship. (you think) he hates you for competing with him for being the smartest in class, while you’re just trying to get a your degree so your parents don’t marry you off to another rich families son. Years later, an old bet gives you and his two friends a chance to look for your long-lost acquaintance, who’s existence is rather elusive.
engineering major!mark lee x engineering major!reader (fem)
★彡 academic rivals, where tf did mark go after college, readers gettin married, johnny stops a plane, haechan forgets his pants, yuta is annoying, mark is gone. reader is the college headmasters daughter sorry if it isn’t obviously lol
「September 5th, Present Day, Johnny. 」 - You attack my heart, you attack my heart!
“in any case of an emergency landing, there are marked exits on either side of the plane.”
it’s days like these that johnny is reminded of how much his job absolutely sucks. it wasn’t his phobia of planes or the fact that he is thousands of feet up in the air and anything could go wrong at any time, it was the fact that he couldn’t keep any friend/relationships going as he was expected in a new country or city every week. the only thing that’s funded is the plane ride, not his entertainment, and the book infront of his face is no longer a story but instead just a bunch of letters on a page.
he often daydreams about what his life could’ve been like, you know, if he stayed with engineering and didn’t follow his passion of photography. he often thinks about college and all the great memories, along with the bad ones, he often thinks about his old friends. he often thinks about mark. mark was a strange, but a once-in-a-lifetime kind of friend, he always talked about the future and how he would love to go fishing every weekend when everybody was well in their forties. johnny feels stupid for believing that mark was right, that everyone was gonna stay friends forever. he recalls the last time he saw him, graduation. everyone was ecstatic that it was finally over, all the exams, all the stress. exactly one week after he was on a video call with haechan, complaining that mark wasn’t answering his phone. it was another week after that the messages stopped going through, and it was another month before he gave up all hope of ever seeing mark lee again.
“we kindly ask that all passengers put phones and laptops on airplane mode for the duration of this flight to new york, we wish everyone happy trave-“ , johnny feels the vibration of his phone through his pocket and the deafening ringtone follows immediately after. he bought this phone three years ago and still doesn’t know how to turn down that damn ringtone. he smiles apologetically at his neighbouring passenger as they grumpily twist and turn to get comfy again after being awaken.
“hello?”
…
“yeah, this is johnny..”
…
his face drops.
“sir, can you please put the phone away.”
“yeah, yeah, one second, please.”
he looks around frantically, he needs to get off this plane, and it’s not because he’s scared. he hastily unbuckles his seatbelt, he needs to get off this plane. he stands up quickly and wobbles, it’s about to take off.
“sir, please sit down, you could get hurt!” the flight attendant yells at him to be heard over the horribly loud plane engine.
“i-i..” he grasps his chest, trembling as if he’s in pain. all the nearby passengers shoot worried looks at the airline staff.
“i don’t- i nee-“, the plane jolts aggressively and he stumble to the ground, grip still tight on his chest.
an attendant reaches up from her seat to grab the phone next to her.
“captain, there’s is a medical emergency on board, you must stop the plane.”
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johnny is slumped over in a wheelchair as two members of staff and an on-hand doctor rush through the terminal to get him to the hospital, he looks dead, i mean he hasn’t replied to the staff screaming in his ear to wake up. johnny slowly opens up one of his eyes, his plan worked! he’s off the plane! but how the hell was he supposed to convince the staff he’s fine and is just gonna go look for a taxi to take him home. maybe if he tells them all he needs is some rest? REST? YOU JUST FAKED A HEART ATTACK AND YOU THINK THEY’RE GONNA BELIEVE ALL YOU NEED IS REST?? johnny stops scolding himself and gets to thinking of another plan.
“wait!” suddenly, he jumps up from the wheelchair and puts his hands out to stop them. he breathes deeply a couple times, does a few jumping jacks. what is he trying to prove with this whole performance?
“i’m completely fine now! thank you! you guys carry on, i’ll handle myself from here!”
“sir, wait a minute, you’ve just had a heart atta-“
he ran.
he ran all the way down two escalators, three sets of stairs and out the main entrance. what a shit plan. now he just needs to get home, wait.., he feels around his pockets, where the fuck is his wallet? is he supposed to walk home or something? maybe he should’ve just stayed on the damn plane.
he sees a sign held up by one of the drivers sent for important businessmen, or rich kids who study abroad and get their parents to send them a driver when they come on their annual trip back home, mr. zhong chenle.
“heyy man, long time no see! where’s the car at? i’m super tired!”
“uhh… mr. zhong? is that you?”
“yeah! why, do i look different or something?”
“a lot taller than i remember..”
“growth spurt. now, where’s the car?”
“straight home, sir?” the driver asks after approximately 7 minutes of uninterrupted silence.
“yeah, but go through the downtown first, wanna see it all again, ya know.”
“whatever you say, sir.” the driver sighs, he must’ve never looked at the kids face if he thinks johnny looks anything remotely like a college student anymore. johnny picks up his phone and dials a number he’s dialled about a thousand times.
incoming call, johnny, 12:08pm.
the noise of ruffling bed sheet and pillows fills the room, and a hand groggily slaps the desk to look for their phone without using their eyes.
call accepted
“yeah, johnny, what do you want.” he says while stretching. haechan doesn’t do much on his off days but sleep in until one and play video games. he knows that as soon as he leaves his room his mother is going to give him about fifteen things to do, so he decides to just lock himself up in his room for the weekend.
“get ready in five minutes, i’m coming to pick you up.”
“why, what happened.” there was nothing johnny could say to get him out of his bed.
“yuta called, remember him?”
“yeah, ‘the silencer’” he smirked, the dumb nickname still remembered by the pair even after all these years.
“yeah well, he said that..”
“what, he said what?”
“he said.. that mark’s coming.”
haechan shot up from his bed, making his head rush at the speed.
“WHAT?”
“yeah, he said come to the campus at 1, meet him on the roof.”
he looks at the time on his smartwatch. 12:46pm.
“oh shit..”
“bro, just get ready, fast.”
“yeah, yeah i will!”
he ran toward his bathroom, brushing his teeth and washing his face simultaneously. his sister watched him curiously, confused at why he’s up and out his room at 12.
“listen, i’ll be back soon, tell mom okay?, wait, shoes.” he hastily put his shoes on and wrestled a shirt over his head. “marks back!” he grinned at his sister but she just silently stared at him, biting back a smile.
“wait, but where are you going?”
“just tell mom i’m coming back, okay?”
“‘hyuck, wait!”
“can’t, johnnys here!”
“but you don’t have pants on! donghyuck!”
her shouts fell to deaf ears and haechan raced out the house, looking around for johnnys car. he waved down the car after he saw johnny through the window. the door swung open and haechan jumped in, not even giving it a chance to stop.
“now you want to go home, right, sir?” the driver asked johnny, while haechan was busy tying his laces and trying to contain his excitement.
“yeah but go via the imperial college of engineering.”
“well.. ok sir.”
“ugh, forgot my socks dude!”
“you forgot more that just your socks, hyuck.” he stifles his laughter and points down at haechans legs.
“oh my god..”
the car swerves around a sharp corner and through the gates of the courtyard to the ICE, imperial college of engineering. johnny looks out the window in awe of his old college, which was probably the prime of his life.
the car stops and the boys jump out of the car, johnny goes around to the drivers window.
“thanks so much, now you can go back to the airport and pick up my brother, same last name - zhong!” johnny runs after haechan as he makes his way to the roof entrance.
they sprint up the steps, johnny taking down two at a time, all so that they can see their long-lost friend. they have so much to ask him, where the hell did he go, why’d he stop talking. johnny wanted to slap him and hug him at the same time but haechan just wanted his friend back. they were very close in college, they even shared a dorm room. haechan knows mark didn’t want to cut off contact from them, he knows there was something stopping him.
they make it to the roof right on time, and see yuta standing there with his back to them, staring off into the distance and checking his watch.
“mark?!” johnny completely ignored yuta and instead starts running around the roof after seeing no sign of his friend.
“hey yuta! where’s mark?!” haechan yelled, his eyes looking all around the roof, trying to find him.
yuta smirked and slowly pulled out his phone, still not facing them, waiting for them to realise he isn’t there and come over.
“welcome, guys, long time no see, huh?.” he was dressed up nicely, in a suit with the top button undone, sporting expensive shoes and jewellery, his hair was slicked back, a big difference from the untidy thing he had on his head in college.
“want something to drink?, isn’t this the same beer you guys used to drink up on this roof, late at night?” he forces them to think back to their college days, when they sat upon the roof of the engineering building and drank up to early morning, running to make it to their classes on time, hungover as fuck. he tosses the beer bottle toward haechan and he catches it right before it hits him in the stomach.
“where’s mark.” johnny was getting frustrated now, he stopped his plane with a fake heart attack to be here right now, all for mark.
“patience please, first, i want you guys to look at this.” he holds his phone up close to their faces. a picture of yuta shaking hands with a realtor infront of a big house was on the screen.
“check out that mansion behind me. $3.5 million.” yuta smiled with his teeth while showing off to them both. “swimming pool? heated. living room? oak wood flooring. my new 6496 cc lambourgini.” he swipes through a whole array of pictures showcasing all his luxuries.
you see, mark’s only academic rival wasn’t you, there also was yuta. he was an absolute pain the ass, annoying as fuck but too smart and good-looking for his own good. you, mark and yuta were fighting all year to earn the valedictorian title. always trying to out-do each other with project and homework for a good recommendation from your teacher. of course mark ended up getting it, he was so charming to some of the teachers but so insufferable to others.
“why’re you showing us all this, where’s mark?” haechan interrupted yuta’s spiel about his achievements, demanding to know why he went through all this just for mark to not even be here.
“you don’t remember?” yuta pulls up the date on his phone, the 5th of September.
haechan looked closely at the phone, “yeah that’s todays date, and what?”
yuta smiled and the two then pushed through them, walking up to a part of the wall around the door of the entrance to the roof, that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in years, covered in green stuff you could only hope was moss. yuta pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket, kicks over a ladder covering part of the wall, and starts cleaning it.
haechan and johnny following closely behind him, curious to see what his explanation was for this.
there, carved onto the wall, was a date,
Sept 5th
“i bet you. ten years from now, we will meet here. same day, same place! and we will see who’s mor- who’s more successful” yuta slurred as he yelled sternly.
“d’you have the balls?! c’mon, tell me! tell me you’ll come back here!”
“remember now? i made a bet with that idiot right here. i kept my promise, i’m back.”
johnny threw the beer bottle at yuta’s feet and started marching towards him.
“I made my plane land, he forgot his pants, all to meet mark, we’ve searched for five years, we don’t know if he’s alive. but you think he’ll show up for your silly bet?”
“no i knew he wouldn’t.” yuta smiled. “he’s too scared.”
“am i gonna punch him or are you?” johnny turned to haechan then turned on his heel to grab yuta’s shirt. haechan stopped even though he really wanted someone to punch yuta.
“well then why’d you make us come here if it was just a bet between you two?” haechan asked.
“to meet mark.. and to see where i’ve reached and where he is.”
“wait, so you know where mark is?”
yuta slowly started nodding and smiled. “well, yeah.”
“w-where is he?”
“he lives up in the mountains now, probably works in some rich guys house or something.”
johnny and haechan turn to each other and smile, they’re gonna go find their friend.
“[name], are you ready to get the dress?!” your mother screams up the stairs even though you really aren’t that far away.
“yeah mom, just gimme a minute!” it’s been five years since you got your engineering degree. you got a good job, with good money, and a good life. but, something’s always been missing from your life, something that stops you from feeling like everything was worth it. you don’t like to think it, but it’s mark. mark was someone who you hated so much in your first year, you didn’t think you would make it to graduation. your past with mark lee is strange, to say the least. you never want to admit that you found yourself falling for him in your last year. he had you thinking your life was going to be amazing forever, that you would fill the gap that been empty this whole time.
yet, here you are, about to go pick up a dress for a wedding you really, really don’t want to be apart of.
your own.
you see, you thought that getting your degree and showing that you can take care of yourself would bypass the need to get you married off to another wealthy family like yourselves, clearly not as your father doesn’t have a son and needed someone to pass his college down to, it’s been passed down by his father and his father before that and his father bef- you get the point. but they thought the best idea was to get you married. it was supposed to be your sister, but she convinced your parents that they can try again with you after she found a man, an art student, to be precise, to marry instead of your family friends son, doyoung. the same doyoung who is going to be your husband in a few days.
you miss all of you friends and especially mark. maybe you wouldn’t feel so lonely if you had kept messaging mark. a little bit after graduation, you and mark got into a fight, something about him not spending enough time with you. you can barely remember what it was about, so clearly it wasn’t important enough to be the reason your whole life changed. the last message he ever sent you was asking for forgiveness and saying something about how you should leave with him. he said he had something to tell you. but of course, you were stubborn and didn’t even check his messages until a week after and when you tried to reply, you found out he blocked you. you don’t remember his number anymore, even though about six years ago it was one you thought you could never forget.
you think of johnny and haechan. two of the funniest guys you knew. haechan was great to study with and always had a great supply of energy drinks in his bag for those all-nighters. johnny was great for advice and pep talks before big exams, if it wasn’t for him your sure you would’ve pissed yourself during your final.
but, we’re they ever really your friends? mark’s blocked you and nobody knows if he is alive or dead, and johnny and haechan slowly but surely fell out of your grasp, the less and less the phone calls and hangouts got, the more you wanted everything to go back to the way it was. when mark was here.
your phone dings, pulling you out of your trance. it’s your sister, texting you that she’s outside waiting to go dress shopping with you, wedding dress shopping.
your phone reads 2:23pm, September 5th.
a/n : yay this is gonna be really good i hope, also it’s my first kpop fic i’m sorry if it’s bad, the whole fic will be out soon but i don’t have a date. honestly if this flops i might not post it lol. also you will find out why they call him silencer later :)! if you wanna be on my tag list for when this drops just ask :)
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⌇summary - Alex aspires to become a big star, but there’s something in the way, his name. His best friend Karl claims it doesn’t roll off the tongue like all the big stars. The friends go to the premiere of Alex’s celebrity crush, [name]’s, newest film; ‘DREAMY GIRL’
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“Nobody can blow out the candle of life,
that is protected by God himself..”
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ROLL SOUND,
CAMERA,
ACTION!
“Hey!, Have you ever loved someone?”
“Yes!” The audience cheered.
“Have you ever lost your heart to them?”
“Yes!” They screamed again.
“So have I!” The man on stage threw his jacket up in the air towards the audience, Alex outstretched his hand, fighting the fan girls for the jacket. After pulling it back and forth with the girl beside him, he finally got it and wrapped it around himself.
Alex imagined himself up on that stage, people screaming for him and fighting for his jacket.
“CUT!, Great shot guys, lunch break!”
Alex made himself as small as possible in the jacket and tried to sneak away.
“Hey, You!” He heard someone shout after him.
“Me?” He smirked, thinking someone was finally wanting to cast him.
“Yes, you! Where do you think you are going with that jacket?”
“Well, he gave to me with love, ya know, so I wore it.”
“Huh! Give the jacket kid, could’ve damaged it, get lost. You don’t become famous wearing the jacket, you need some talent too.”
Alex stood there embarrassed, “Sir!!” He exclaimed as he walked away, it was no use though, the costume man had taken the treasured jacket and crushed his confidence in one sentence.
“Did you see that Karl!?”
“Don’t mind him, man. How can a random costume man know the worth of a future superstar?” Karl said, slipping his sunglasses onto Alex’s head.
“A superstar..” Alex trailed off, looking up while wondering.
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“You really think I could become a star?” Alex said, while the friends walked around the outside of the set.
“I’m sure, Alex.” Karl mumbled reassuringly.
“My mom says that too..”
“Every small-time actors mom says that to them, that’s just how mothers are!, But you, you’ll surely become one. What don’t you have? Style, Hair, Face, Grace. You’re overflowing with talent, man!”
Alex grinned, looking away bashfully. Can he really make it in the industry?
“Except, there is just one obstacle between you and stardom..”
Alex’s eyes darted up, he jogged after Karl. “What is it?!”
“Your name.”
“ALEXIS! when are you going to pay your bill? It’s been piling up for months now!” The food stand owner shouts while they take a seat.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll pay up soon, sir.” He said while taking a bite of his sandwich.
“In this life or the next?”
“Which lifetime does your bread belong to? This life or the one before? It’s hard as rock.” Alex remarked.
“Listen, Karl, the day I become a big star, the first thing I’m gonna do is shut down his stand!” He whispered angrily.
He turned back to the owner, “Better remember my name man, Alexi-“
Karl stopped him for speaking anymore, “Thats the thing, dude…” Karl said smacking the table with his hands. He turned Alex to face him. “Just Alex will do, but this ‘Alexis’, how will it get you to stardom?”
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“You know what, you’re right Karl. Why did my Dad have to give me this name?”
Before Karl could reply, A car rushed through the gates of the park where they were filming.
“Here comes everyone’s favourite…”
“Sam Park..” They say together, mesmerised.
He steps out of his fancy car and greets everyone, fans coming up for autographs and pictures, bodyguards pushing everyone to make way. Everything Alex wants to have..
“One of the best actors..” Alex says whilst staring at him.
“See, now that’s a superstars name! Short and simple. Listen, dude, remove the end of your name, boom! Nothing stopping you now.”
“Alright! I’m ready to change my name, but you know what Mom will say..”
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“NOO!!” Alex’s mom screams so loud the whole town probably heard it.
“Oh, God! What am I hearing? My Alexis wants to change his name?!, Tell me, what’s wrong with your name? It was chosen specially by your father.” She finishes her rant looking longingly at the framed picture of her husband on the wall.
He threw his arms up in the air. “I can tolerate our last name and my middle name, but Alexis? Mom, it isn’t memorable, how can I become famous like this?” Alex turned away dramatically.
His mother grabs his face and cradles it in her palms. “You’ll definitely become a superstar one day, my dear. My heart says so, a mother’s heart says so!” She emphasised.
“To hell with a mothers heart!” Alex moved away from her, as she gasped.
“I’ll never become a star in this life, with this kind of name. I’ll die as a junior artist,” He paused and pointed to the picture. “Like dad did.”
“Oh my! Alexis’ father I’m glad you aren’t alive to hear this!” She exclaimed, tracing the frame with her finger.
“Oh, gosh! You really overact, Mom. Now I know why you never become an actress.”
“What? I’m overacting? Did you know, I was called for a screen test for Titanic, Had I not been pregnant with you, then I would’ve been Rose instead of Kate Winslet. Well, she wasn’t too bad, but if I had been in the movie-“
“It would’ve flopped Mom!” Alex said while he finished tying his laces.
“The truth is Mom, you are a junior artist, Dad was a junior artist, and maybe I, too, will stay a junior artist. Goodbye!” He ran out the front door.
“Alexis, wait! I made food!.. Idiot, why does he get so upset.” She crossed her arms.
Karl waltzed over, “What’s up, ma’am? What happened?”
“Look, Karl! Your useless friend fought with me again! Didn’t even stay for food.”
“Not even food?!” Karl asked. “He must’ve gone to the bridge to meet his girlfriend..” Karl laughed.
“Girlfriend?” Alex’s Mom wondered.
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“How are you, [name]? Everything’s fine? You do know why I keep coming back to you right?” Alex said. “Because you are my courage, my strength, my dream, my path and my destination. You-“ He paused. “Hey, you’re not getting bored right?..” he chuckled.
The people passing by him look at him like he’s insane, I mean why else would he be speaking to a billboard?
“You know that I’m a good actor. Mom and Karl say I’ll become a big star, but I want to become a star only for you. So that I can stand next to you and say-“ he held his hand up. “Hey, you aren’t getting bored are you?..” He smiles. “Thanks, this is your best quality you know, I keep talking but you never get bored. You keep smiling..” he looks up at the billboard, God, he wished you knew how gorgeous and talented he finds you.
“And I know you’ve got millions of fans, but remember this.. No one can love you more than I do. And yes, if you were [name] the junior artist instead of [name] the superstar, I’d still love you the same. And we’ll surely meet one day.”
“And that day isn’t far, my friend!” Karl interrupted him, startling Alex.
“Karl, Mom, when did you come?” He panicked “why didn’t you tell me!?”
“Didn’t feel it was necessary, move!” His mom pushed him out of the way. “Let me take a look and my daughter-in-law! Oh my, she like a sparkling diamond!” She said analysing the billboard.
A picture of [name] wearing the prettiest clothes and jewellery. At the bottom, ‘Starring, [name], as DREAMY GIRL!’.
“Mom, stop it.” Said an embarrassed and red Alex.
His Mom moved away from him, still salty from before.
“Oh, Mom. Please forgive me for being rude today.”
“It’s alright, My Prince! I’m sure, someday, you’ll be a star too. You’ll be on a film poster, just like this! Your mother says so!”
“Well..” Karl trails off, remembering what Alex had said when his Mom said that same thing about an hour ago.
“Shut up” Alex smacks Karl in the arm “Of course Mom.” He smiled sweetly at her.
“Here, son, tie this around your wrist, it’ll always grant you protection. And grant your wish to meet [name].” She winked at him.
“Really?” Alex said full of hope.
“Really!” His mother squished his cheeks.
“And this can happen tonight!” Karl butted in the conversation to say what he’s been bursting to this whole time.
“Tonight? What’s happening tonight?”
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“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the premiere of ‘DREAMY GIRL’!”
Hundreds of people gathered outside the theatre, around the red carpet with police trying to keep everyone settled. All the stars who were in the movie getting camera’s flashed in their face, car after car pulled up with the screams of fans getting louder and louder.
A familiar car pulled before the carpet, and the crowd knew exactly who it was.
“Sam Park!” Karl shouted over the crowd, though Alex still could barely hear him. Alex daydreamed once again about how badly he wanted to be in his place.
“Here is the king of romance, Sam Park, and his lovely wife!” The hostess exclaimed into the mic.
“OH MY GOD! HE TOUCHED ME!” Karl screamed, but Alex couldn’t care for his fanboying, because he was here for one person and one person only.
“Isn’t it a lovely evening? You look amazing Mrs Park. Well, Mr Park, when will you tell us all the good news?”
“Good news? That will happen next week. I’m sure just like last year, I will win best actor once again.” Sam chuckled.
His wife leaned into his ear, “She’s talking about the other good news.”
“What? What other good news?”
“The baby” She rolled her eyes at her egoistic husband.
“Oh yes! The baby, that too.”
“And here come the star of the night! [name], DREAMY GIRL herself!”
[name] steps out of the car elegantly, waving to the paparazzi and her fans.
Alex stares in awe, you are so much more stunning in real life.
[name] starts walking up the carpet, the crowd getting almost too much for the guards and police to handle.
Alex raises his hand to wave, and while she walks past with her dress flowing in the wind, his protection bracelet get stuck on it. He gets pulled onto the carpet and glances confused at his wrist and looks up to see [name] walking infront of him. Is he dreaming?
Everyone is cheering at him, and he stops, which pulls on her dress.
She looks back and sees Alex right behind her. She tilts her head in confusion as to why this random guy is following her on the carpet.
He realises and lifts his hand up to show that he is stuck to her dress.
[name] laughs in disbelief and grabs his wrist to untie it from her dress.
She flashes him a smile and turns around to keep walking.
Alex stands dumbfounded in the middle of the carpet, THE [name] just touched and smiled at him?
The guards grab him and pull him back to the crowd while he smiles at her back. She hears the commotion and turns back.
Alex places his hand on his chest like he’s been shot by her gaze. He smiles and goes limp in the guards grasp.
[name] laughs and turns back.
Karl grabs Alex from the guards arms and says, “Leave him! Don’t you know he’s a superstar too?” The guards move back to control the crowd. “You were awesome, dude! No one even got to greet her, but you caught her dress! Well, are you just gonna stand around or are you not gonna go inside to watch the premiere?” Karl rocks back and forth on his feet in excitement.
“Who’s gonna let us in man?” Alex sighs.
“Ta-da!” Karl whips out two tickets. “I have that sorted. Relax!”
“But these are James-“ Alex gets cut off.
“I know, I know, I snatched them while getting an autograph.” Karl grins at Alex. “Come on!” The pair fix their hair while walking up to the ticket person.
“Mr. James Trotsky! Please come in!” They say.
“Yes, thank you.” Karl says, while they both hide their faces in their jackets.
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The big, fancy theatre room is silent, while the movie starts.
Alex and Karl find their seats on the bottom floor near the front.
[name] starts the movie with her famous lines.
“They say this film’s gonna do much better than the last one, ‘lex, and that one was in the top 3 for 25 weeks!” whispered Karl, nudging his friend and using the nickname he’s used since they were kids.
[name] is on the top floor, watching from above. Alex isn’t interested in the movie, he’s watched it plenty of times since it’s release, about 5 days ago. He’s interested in [name] and stares lovingly at her at the top deck.
Karl pushes his head back towards the movie.
“‘Lex, you’re gonna get us killed! If they see us and the real James Trotsky comes, we’ll get beaten up!” Karl says worried.
“Nah, he’s a nice guy, he won’t say anything.” Alex true to convince Karl.
The dancing part of the film starts.
[name] dances and acts the screen, and Alex watches mesmerised.
He imagines him self as the love interest, dancing up there with her. He smiles to himself at the thought.
As the song ends, Alex doesn’t care anymore, he gets up and gives a standing ovation while Karl tries to pull him down, while the song speeds up, nearing the end, he gets louder and starts dancing. Karl decides to get up too and and dances with Alex, other people get up and everyone starts cheering. Security comes in and pulls Alex and Karl away. They run through the aisles avoiding the officers. Alex looks up to [name] and she smiles at him, he blows kisses at her and falls back while Karl pulls him out.
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Alex stumbles around, with his jacket on his head as hair. He mimics [name]’s dialogue, with his audience being Karl, a stray cat, and some kids who were out late.
He finishes up his performance, “Wow!” Karl yells drunkenly, “Applause, applause!” They all clap and cheer for him, and the cat meows in support.
“Can I say something, Karl?” He slurs.
“‘Course, man, anything”
“This year for the filmfares best actress award, will surely go to my love!”
“Of course she will get it!” Karl shouts. “But if the jury was here, they would have given you an award.
“Really?’ Alex asks. “Yeah!” Karl replies.
“When I become a star, I’ll get an award right?” Alex jumps around like a little kid.
“Of course you will!” Karl nudges him.
“When I become a star,” Alex turns whilst wobbling, “I’ll buy this penthouse.” He points to Sam Park’s house.
“Today, Mr. Park owns it, but one day it will be mine.” He says taking another sip.
“Sure it will!”
“Mr. Park lives like an old man, I’ll stay in style, ya know?”
“In style!” Karl throws his arms up.
“Fifteen or sixteen imported cars!”
“In style!” He shouts again.
“About 60 servants.”
“In style!”
“Annnnddd, I’ll have a round bed like in the movies. Every morning when I wake up before my feet even touch the ground someone will slip velvet slippers on me and hand me a glass of juice to start my day!”
“In style!” The both of them yell.
The kids and the cat stare at them both.
“Ah!” Karl says wiping his eyes.
“What happened?”
“Wow, ‘lex, you got me emotional”
“Why, what happened?”
“You’re gonna get the filmfare award later, but first!, accept this bottle award from me!” Karl hands him his empty bottle with a bow.
“Hey, press, take some photos!” They start posing while the children pretend to take photos.
“I’ve written a speech for this award too!” Alex exclaims.
“Everyone sit!” Karl and all the children squat down while Alex gets up on a box to deliver his speech.
“Ladies and gentlemen! I’ve tried to get you with all my heart.” He gestures to the bottle award. “So much so that the universe has conscripted to bring you to me.”
They all look at each other in confusion, Karl raises his hand. “One minute, sir! ‘Lex, I don’t get it.”
“Ooh, shall I make it simple?”
“A bit!”
“Take two!” He clears his throat.
“Ladies and gentlemen!, they say that if you want something with all you heart, then the entire universe works to help you get it. You all have given me what I wanted. Thank you all very much. I feel like the king of the worllldddd!” Alex throws his arms up and cheers. “And, I believe, that just like the films, in life too, everything is okay in the end. A happy ending.”
Karl tears up while looking at his best friend.
“And if it’s not so, then it’s not the end. The film isn’t over yet, my friend! It’s not over..”
Karl and the audience claps for him, Karl wipes his hot tears from his cheeks.
“I love you, I love you all! I love you Sam Park!”
A homeless guy trying to sleep gets up and yells at him.
“What a pathetic speech, get out of here I’m tryna sleep!”
“Hey, but I love you man!” Alex points at him.
The homeless guys raises his fists and threatens them.
“Hey, man, let it be! Run!” Karl grabs Alex by the arm and they both start running.
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Alex sneaks in the front door, past his mothers room, up the stairs and lessens his tie, he didn’t get caught! Or so he thought.
The light suddenly turns on, he whips around and sees his Mom.
“Alexis? Your home, son?”
“Yeah..”
“You took so long, I was so scared!”
“Oh, my dramatic mom! Why were you scared? No matter how late I am, I’ll return home. To you!”
She kisses his head. “Alright then, freshen up. I’ll heat some food for you.”
“Actually, I’ve had dinner already.”
“And you’ve drank too!” She smacks him.
Alex sighs, “Forgive me today, I’m sorry. You always used to say that this moon…”
“What moon?” She asks.
“Mom, the moon- Come here.” He drags her to the window. He points to the moon, which looks as bright as the sun tonight. “You always say that this isn’t the moon, but a dream that you have for me.” He smiles at her.
“Tonight, I touched that dream, Mom.” He reels his hands back in and puts them infront of her face. “With these very hands.”
“Really?”
“Yes!, Really!” He hugs her.
“Oh, my prince!..”
She then smacks him and he looks at her with confusion.
“Now sleep, Alex, you have a set to get to in the morning don’t you?”
Authors note: finally it’s done 😁, it might be too long to be a prologue, but there is a lot to this story so idk if it really matters. Also if you have any questions about anything you might not understand, feel free to comment and ask. It’s quite hard to translate it properly because it’s in hindi and I speak urdu, and translating is hard, so some things might not make loads of sense in english. You can ask to be on the tag list and idk when the updates will be since I have a few tests but I hope to post soon! Also, Alexis is a great name but it’s apart of the story that he wants his name to be shorter and stuff, but never be ashamed or want to change things about yourself, all of you are beautiful! Thank you for reading! (I am open to criticism, please tell me how I can improve my writing!)
⌇summary - Alex, a junior actor, is smitten by [name], a famous actress, but her life isn’t how he made it out to be. With a husband that refuses to reveal the relationship to the public, [name] befriends Alex, but when an ‘accident’ occurs, Alex seeks revenge. (Based on Om Shanti Om)
⌇warnings - angst, character death, fluff as well dw <3
⌇ status - incomplete
⌇ taglist - [open] ask to be added :)
⌇authors note - I love this movie so much, also this is my first fic so sorry if anything is cringy or bad 🤭
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