#kyungsky

Dear mom and dad, 

This is your youngest son ( not baby, thank you. ) 

I hope you’ve been happy together and living healthy lives. I’m going to be on T.V. soon, so instead of watching to news- watch me! Ke ke ke..  Anywho, I miss you both and love you both a lot. I’m eating healthy and keeping warm and also taking care of my members. 

I love you,

starter sentences. ( x )

His gaze raises from where it lingers upon the familiar wooden flooring of the company practice room, flickering up to meet the gaze of the older male that stands above him. He’s currently seated against the wall-length mirror, sweatpants-clad legs stretched out in front of him, and a hand raises to push away the sweaty strands of his hair that cling to his forehead– brushing them back from his features. “Um,” the sudden inquiry poised by Kyungsoo is indeed a bit surprising, but despite the fact that he has never quite considered himself to be the closest to the other, he supposes that, yes, the older man should be able to trust him. The nod of his head is slow now, slightly confused, but a gesture of agreemenet nonetheless.

( sms →  펭귄도님 ) the tables have finally turned now, haven’t they, kyungsoo?

( sms →  펭귄도님 ) me taking days to reply to you…푸하하하하!!!!

( sms →  펭귄도님 ) i know you missed us, me especially~ ㅋ

“You shouldn’t have to do that.”

Sehun simply smiles in response, somewhat void of earnesty in his search for a verbal reply. He knows the other is right in a sense; he shouldn’t have to constantly hide and be wary of whoever may be watching. But then again, even amongst the bustling city of Seoul the smallest change of movement in his daily routine as an idol seems to become the new hottest topic of Naver every other day. The attention is a blessing as well as curse. It’s nights like these when he’s alone, reading new articles that revolve around his behavior in public. ‘Oh Sehun and His bratty comments towards the other EXO members.’ or his new favorite, ‘Potential Love interest for Sehun of EXO?’

k-idol inspired starter sentences!

Hands raking through hair, shallow breathing, pacing across the room.

“I don’t—Idon’t know!” Apologetic eyes watches the other flinch from his raisedvoice. I’m sorry.

Everything was so perfectly planned, they double checked, triplechecked that they would be safe.

But all it took was a flash of a camera to teeter their careers on thebrink of exile. Utter humiliation.

   “We’re dead.We’re going to get kicked out of EXO and my parents—they’re going to disown me, they might kill me,”he says in a low voice, not meeting the other’s worried gaze. There’s not a hint of playfulness in his tone. He genuinely fears his life. He lets out abitter laugh, before shaking his head. “They always feared this. I loved myparents, I love my parents, but how will they love me anymore when I’m—”He wipes away hot tears away from his eyes. His voice breaks.

                 “When I’m afucking sodomite? A homosexual whoseduces his members?”

   He moves to sit on the bed, opposite of the other, making sure not to touch him. Not now.“My momloved you. Sometimes I thought she loved you more than me…she probably thinks I‘turned you gay’. I’m sorry…I’m so sorry.” Fists clench on his thighs untilknuckles turn bone white, he can’t touch him, not now, not even when his verysoul is aching, calling out for the embrace of the other to sooth his burningregret with a calming balm. “This is all my fault. You weregoing to be a soloist for SM, I was going to be a composer…we could have actedtogether…formed a duo together…” Bone white knuckles move to rapagainst his temples, he deserves all the pain in the world for the pain he’scaused them, after all. He deserves to be sent to the Seventh Circle of Hell, to reside in a burning desert with burning rain falling on his bare flesh. He’s squeezing his eyes shut to release the rest of his tears butit’s no use, they fall from his face like burning rain. “We could have had everything together. I would have givenyou everything…but I ruined it, because I got selfish. I wanted more than justa friendship,” he takes a deep, much needed breath to prevent him fromhyperventilating, “And I was sick of seeing you look at me with those beautiful lipsand those angelic eyes and me not doing anything about it. I’m sorry.”He brings his knees up to his chest as he lay down, shielding his face from hiseverything.

   From his past, his future, from his father and from his mother, from allthe members of EXO and Lee Soo-Man, from God, from the world.

▒▒█     He shifts anxiously from one foot to the other, phone pressed to his ear, but he’s only greeted by a dial tone and the offer to leave a message. As the seconds tick by, the surrounding fans are pulling out more cell phones and some even stepping closer, and while he’s not particularly scared of them, there’s a feeling of uncertainty that lingers in his gut, paired with subtle embarrassment. With his manager having gone ahead of him, he is left outside the company alone, somehow locked out of the building. Now the man is not answering his phone, and lips purse as he stuffs the device back into his pocket.

x

   Chanyeol rises from his bunk, cracking his toes before frowning down at his phone. Well. It’s something­. Better than Kyungsoo not replying to him at all. Then he would have had to resort more drastic measures, like physically calling out for Kyungsoo or even worse, going to get Kyungsoo himself. His stomach grumbling reminds him of exactly why he was messaging the other in the first place. With swift fingers, he types out his response before pocketing his phone and padding to the kitchen, beginning to take out ingredients from the refrigerator and cabinets.