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Kim Hongjoong doesnāt like the word ācult.ā He prefers āsect.ā
pairing: ateez x fem reader
genre: cult au, thriller, angst
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chapter word count: 4,180
chapter warnings: ... murder. and descriptions of murder. hallucinations. panic attack (??) and just violence in general
Jongho doesnāt revel in the act of killing her.
No, in fact, he would much rather not be killing her. Haseul hasnāt done anything to deserve his wrath, nothing to deserve her life ended.
Other than being friends with the wrong girl.Ā
Really, this is no fault of the blonde in his arms, her blood flowing freely from the slit in her throat. He had tried to be humane. He holds her as she bleeds out, the front of her shirt blackening with the sickening flow of her blood supply. The blood flows all the way down her front, her arms long gone limp at her sides. Her fingers twitch and Jongho knows that sheās still alive, her life still ebbing out of her.
Heās sorry for her. Wrong place at the wrong time. Contrary to popular belief, Jongho actually doesnāt like killing innocent people. Of course, what someone considers to be innocent might not align with what Jongho thinks, but still. Haseul is, or, was, someone that would be seen as innocent by anyone looking into this scene.
He doesnāt feel guilty. If she had escaped, there would have been hell to pay. Literally. Everyone wouldāve been killed. Jongho doesnāt know much about what happens after we die, but he expects that, if the Christains are right, he will burn for all eternity. As would most of the other followers.Ā
Really, Jonghoās only regret as Haseulās body slumps completely in his arms is that (Y/n) isnāt here to see it.Ā
How he would love to look up at her from this position. If he thinks about it hard enough, he can picture her figure here, her face illuminated by the moon. The way it would contort in horror at the sight of her dead friend. The speed at which her eyes would fill with tears, the twisted sobs that would escape her.
Would she fall to her feet? Pull her friend off of Jonghoās lap, cover herself in the gore? Would she speak? Ask Jongho why? Why he did this, how he could hurt Haseul? Or would she stay frozen, unable to move? Would she look away, hide her face in her hands? Run away and cry to San? Hongjoong?Ā
Jongho scoffs into the silent night. He doesnāt care what her reaction would be, he only cares to see it first person. See the realization in her face when she knows that Jongho did this, Jongho killed her friend and dumped her body.Ā
But Jongho knows that that will never happen. Heād be lucky for her to ever even find out that her friend is dead. He can already hear San and Hongjoong and Seonghwa in his ears, insisting that (Y/n) never find out. Itās pathetic, really. Shouldnāt she know? Shouldnāt she understand what he can do?
For her credit, (Y/n) can be rather crafty sometimes. Jongho is sure that sheāll eventually figure out that Haseul is dead, and it will probably be sooner rather than later. He only hopes that heās there when she puts the pieces together.Ā
A man can dream.Ā
He slides Haseul from his lap, dropping her onto the ground unceremoniously so that he can stand and assess the situation.Ā
Sheās not twitching anymore. Jongho nudges one of her arms with the toe of his boot, folding it closer to her torso. Minimize the mess.Ā
His hands are fucking filthy. He tries to rub them on his thighs, but the fabric is too wet already to accept blood. If anything, his hands get grimier when he wipes them, the blood smearing across his palms, seeping into the lines of his hands. The stickiness is almost nauseating for him, the feeling of her sticking to him like tacky glue.Ā
Itās okay. He takes a few deep breaths, thinking about the feeling of the cold nightās air on his skin and that heāll be able to take a shower as soon as he takes care of her. Thereās no use panicking now, not when thereās still work to be done. He canāt.Ā
It is a bit funny, though. Is it really just a coincidence that this girlās name is Haseul? Or is there some higher power at play? Some punishment coming for him that he shouldāve expected a long time ago?Ā
He blinks down at the girl, jumping back when he sees her face instead of the Haseulās. The gravel crunches under his feet as he takes steps back, the wet rocks making a sickening grinding sound. Jongho blinks faster, his breath coming harder and harder when her face doesnāt change.Ā
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuā
He closes his eyes completely, resting a hand on his chest in an attempt to control his breathing. He breathes in through his nose and out through his mouth, focusing on the expansion of his lungs under his palm. Itās not real. He knows that it isnāt real. He knows that he didnāt kill her, even if, in a way, he had. This is Haseul. (Y/n)ās friend. Not her. Never her.Ā
He peeks his eyes open hesitantly at first, but fully once he realizes that Haseul is, once again, Haseul. Jongho sighs, blinking tears out of his eyes that he hadnāt been aware of.Ā
The approach of the truck really pulls him back to his senses as he has to shield his eyes to the headlights.Ā
Jongho isnāt entirely sure why San appears after Hongjoong leaves. He supposes its possible that Hongjoong grabbed him to make him help with the cleanup, considering itās his fault that thereās even a mess for cleaning. Whatever the reason, it doesnāt really matter to Jongho. Heās just happy he doesnāt have to get rid of her himself.
San is always squeamish about the dismemberment, though.Ā
Unfortunately, pigs donāt really feast upon entire corpses. They have to be broken down to more manageable pieces. To Jongho, itās no different than processing any carcass, but⦠yeah, he can see how it could be gross.Ā
āCome to help?ā Jongho asks, kneeling again at Haseulās side. Heās been trying to figure out the best way to move her, as he didnāt bring a tarp or any rope out with him. Stupid. Shouldāve asked Hongjoong, no matter how pissy he was.Ā
San wonāt even look at her, keeping his head turned pointedly upward, as he approaches the pair.Ā
āHongjoong said I have to,ā San still doesnāt look, swallowing hard, āHe knows I hate this shit.āĀ
Jongho chuckles, the thighs of his jeans starting to stick to his thighs as he shifts on his knees, āShouldnāt have let her go, then.āĀ
San scoffs, finally at least looking at Jongho. āAs if that wasnāt the fucking plan? It couldnāt have gone any fucking smoother for him.ā He finally glances down at Haseul, wincing as he does so. āChrist, what did you do to her?āĀ
The irony of the comment almost makes Jongho laugh. āYou act like youāve never seen someone with their throat slit before, Sannie. Werenāt you there wheāā
āShut up, Jongho.ā San takes a few more steps forward, stepping into the pooled blood.Ā
Itās Jonghoās turn to scoff as he stands, smiling at the audacity of Sanās anger. āWhat? I canāt talk about the blood on your little girlfriendās hands?ā In all honesty, Jongho doesnāt want to think about her, not right now. Not when he just saw her face on the dead girlās body and not when San is clearly in the mood to shove his fingers in his wounds. But he canāt stop himself, his emotions toward (Y/n) are too hot to keep inside. Too much to not taunt San with.Ā
ā(Y/n) had literally nothing to do with her. If you want to be mad at someone, you should be mad at Hongjoong." Sanās voice rises, defending her so fiercely that Jongho almost laughs again. As if San has any idea what (Y/n) did or didnāt do to her.Ā
āA little defensive, donāt you think? Already attached?ā Jongho tries to wipe his hands on his thighs, though, again, this does nothing for the mess on them. āYou really shouldnāt speak on something that you know nothing about.āĀ
Sanās lips twitch upward, as if against his will. āAll Iām saying is that itās unfair to (Y/n) for you to blame her for something she knows nothing about.āĀ Ā
He raises his eyebrows, āThatās funny logic. Do you think she wonāt blame you for Haseulās death when she finds out about it? Even if she doesnāt ever learn that you were here tonight, who does she think was the last person to see her alive? Youāll āknow nothingā and yetā¦ā
San steps over Haseul, closing the distance between himself and Jongho. He grabs the front of his shirt, glaring down ever so slightly, āYouāre a little fucking degenerate, you know that?ā
Jongho shoves San away, blood soiling the front of his button down, āIām the degenerate? For, what, exactly? Killing people that pose a threat to us? Our way of life? What are you, in that case?āĀ
āI donāt know what you think youāre alluding to, Jongho,ā San swallows, his voice hard, ābut you wonāt speak a word of any of this to (Y/n).ā
āOr what? Youāll tell on me?ā Jongho scoffs, sticking his lower lip out in an exaggerated pout, āGo ahead. Iām not scared of Hongjoong, and Iām sure he would just love to hear about how deeply you apparently care about her and her opinion of you.āĀ
San stares back at Jongho, blood seeping into his shoes as he stands in the puddle. āYouāre seriously out of touch if youāre not scared of him, Jongho.ā Silence lingers between them as Jongho stares back at San, considering his statement.Ā
Jongho isnāt afraid of Hongjoong because he has nothing to lose. Thereās nothing that he could do to hurt him, besides⦠well, torture, he guesses, but that wouldnāt be as bad as whatās already happened.Ā
He shakes his head, clearing his mind and his throat, āWhatever. Just help me with the body. And stop whining about (Y/n).ā
āYouāre the one that brought her up in the first place,ā San grumbles, but squats to help Jongho anyhow.Ā
Jongho slams his door shut behind him, not bothering to lock it before making his way to his bathroom. He had managed to get inside and all the way upstairs without anyone seeing him, thankfully. Though heāll have to remember to wipe down the surely bloodied door handles he touched, heās fairly confident that there is little to no evidence that he had been out, just the way that Hongjoong likes it.Ā
Except for the dead body in the pig sty and the blood on his hands. But both of those things will be taken care of soon enough. And the average Follower will be none the wiser.Ā
Itās funny, Jongho thinks, their way of seeing things. And Hongjoongās way of making them see things. Killing people in the name of ceremony, in the name of sacrifice is completely okay to them, because Hongjoong says so. But oh no, no, they canāt possibly know about the āsenselessā killing that goes around. As if it all isnāt senseless.Ā
Nausea churns in his stomach as he enters his bathroom, turning the faucet on and starting to rinse his hands. The water is cold, freezing even. He doesnāt care, rubbing his hands together and watching the water turn red. The blood had started to dry on his skin, caking into the crevices of his palms and knuckles. He knows from experience that his nails are a lost cause.Ā
Once his hands are relatively clean, he grabs a washcloth, wetting it under the running water as he finally looks up at himself in the mirror.Ā
The mess is⦠just about as he expected. Thereās blood on his face, dripping down his neck. His shirt is a lost cause, and heās sure that there will be a faint residue when he peels it off. Jongho scrubs at his face and neck with the cloth, turning his face every angle he can manage. He rubs until his skin is raw, the sensation of the abrasion enough to keep him from panicking.Ā
Which he wonāt do. Not Jongho. Not after making it all night. He makes eye contact with his reflection, sneering at the state of himself. What would she have thought? Would she have been scared of him? Scared of the dog? The errand boy?Ā
Jongho likes what he is. Likes his purpose. Likes his responsibilities and his roles. Before them, he was lost. He was the other, the weirdo, the freak⦠except to her. She loved him. Or, at least, she told him as much. But Jongho canāt believe that she would still love him like this. If she had seen him at his full potential, she wouldāve been scared of him. She wouldnāt have felt safe in his arms or kissed his forehead or brushed his hair or, or, or anything.Ā
Not that he thinks he deserves it. If he were an outsider looking in, he would probably be afraid of himself, too. Hell, half the time he is scared of himself. Scared of the pleasure, scared of the joy, scared of the rush of power and scared of the high of the kill. And yetā¦Ā
āFuck this,ā he turns away from the mirror, beginning to unbutton his shirt. He has to peel the fabric away from his skin, the shirt so thoroughly soaked with blood that it clings to him. The sound is sickening.Ā
He drops the shirt to the floor, not bothering to care about where it will land. Tile is easy enough to clean. Wiping his dirtied hands on the washcloth he holds, he steps out of the bathroom. He throws the towel behind him as he hurries into his bedroom, his eyes set on his target.
The Answer sits on his bedside table, where he left it before going out.Ā
He checks his hands one more time, flipping them over and around to make sure that all of the blood is gone. He wouldnāt dare touch this copy with bloodied hands. He already touches it more than he should, the holy thing that it is. His hands donāt deserve to feel its weight, butā¦
Jongho picks up the text when heās satisfied, already feeling relieved. The leather cover feels familiar in his hands, the texture welcoming him back. He opens the cover, his heart clenching at the inscription on the endsheet.Ā Ā
"For KIM HANEUL:
if you ever need any guidanceā¦
CHOI JONGHO"
He was stupid.
He flips the first few pages, finding her first mark on the book. Jongho knows her annotations better than the text theyāre in, but the blue ink still strikes him. On the first page, she had underlined one word: connection. What it had meant to her, heās not sure. He wishes he could ask.Ā
Jongho remembers her like she had died yesterday rather than over a year ago. He can picture her now, dozing on his bed with this exact book over her face, blocking out the sunlight. She always took naps here, on top of the covers, insistent that this time she wouldnāt fall asleep. Her pens would always roll out of her hands, falling onto the ground and clattering in that terrible plastic-y way that always reminded Jongho of lecture halls and final exams.
He would watch her sleep, even if thatās a little creepy. He would watch her breathing, counting her respirations, even. He would watch her fingers twitch in her sleep. He would shut the blinds as tight as he could before lifting the book off of her face, setting it on her nightstand. He would cover her with a blanket he kept in his closet for this exact occasion, so that he didnāt have to pull any out from under her.Ā
His stomach rolls as he looks at his bed, the covers undisturbed. He hadnāt taken that blanket out of his closet since the last time he folded and placed it there. He couldnāt bear to look under his bed in case a stray pen still lingered.Ā
Jongho doesnāt hold a grudge against Hongjoong or even Seonghwa. He knows that they had to do it, had to kill her. He couldnāt have been him if she had always been here. And⦠clearly (Y/n) is the one most at fault. She took Haneulās spot. If Hongjoong had never found her, never stalked her and decided that he had made a mistake (or, rather, that the Guardians had guided him wrong), Haneul would probably still be alive.Ā
Or, maybe not. But what Jongho doesnāt understand wonāt keep him awake at night.Ā
What will is the remembrance of her touch, the way that she laughed with her whole body, and the fact that she only brushed her teeth with bubblegum toothpaste. The late nights and the special requests on town outings and the books that she read and the role that she was perfectly willing to fulfill.Ā
What would be if she was still here? Would the Sign be here already? Would the Guardians be gone? Does Jongho even believe in that bullshit? He has no fucking clue.Ā
All he knows is that he loves Hongjoong. He worships him, praises him, accepts him as his God. Though heās not scared of him and doesnāt particularly respect him as a man⦠Yeah. He knows that none of it makes sense. But it does to him.Ā
When heās sure that heās backed away from the precipice of his panic attack, he sets the book back down onto the nightstand, taking care to drop it gently.Ā
Itās unlike him to panic after killing, but itās not unlike him to have the occasional hallucination. He just simply hadnāt been expecting the two to converge. That would be enough to send anyone into a spiral, right?Ā
Whatever validation heās looking for, Jongho doesnāt get it. He glances around his bedroom once more, as if expecting Hanuel to walk in through the door at any second. Maybe he is.
He turns back into the bathroom, walking with a purpose to turn the shower on. He finishes undressing and hops in, not waiting for the water to warm up.Ā
A small part of him wonders what San walked into when he returned to his own apartment as he starts scrubbing at his skin once more. Had (Y/n) been awake? Hah, wouldnāt that have just been the event of the evening? Jongho hopes that she was awake, that she saw his bloodied clothes and sullied hands. He hopes that sheāll see San for what he is. Maybe that could get her scared enough to run again? Scared enough to take him up on his offer?Ā
How he would love to catch her in the fields. To play a little game of cat and mouse, to hear her shrieks as his hands landed on her. How lovely would it be to wrestle her to the ground, to wrap his hands around her throat and apply his body weight. How sweet to feel her hands claw at him, to have her nails scratch his face and draw blood. How intoxicating to watch as her face became redder and redder until it went pale, to watch her eyes go from full of life to rolled back away into her skull.Ā
And he wouldnāt let go, no. He would stay there until he was sure that she was dead, not an inkling of life remaining in her. Assuming she has no special training, she should be dead within seven minutes. He could sit there for seven minutes. Gladly. He would enjoy every second of it.Ā
Would he feel better after killing her? Heās not entirely sure. But thatās not the point, anyways.Ā
So he hopes that (Y/n) was awake. He hopes that San has to make up some shit cover on the spot and fails.Ā
ā¦But thatās unlikely and Jongho knows it. Itās quite late at night, and thereās not really much that she couldāve been doing to keep herself entertained.Ā
And, per Hongjoongās orders, he obviously canāt touch her.Ā
No matter how bad it gets, no matter how angry he is or how badly he wants her to hurt like he did⦠it canāt happen. He canāt let himself lose control with her. All he can do is wait. And hope. That Hongjoong casts her aside like he cast away Haneul. If that happens, surely he would let Jongho have his way, right?
He never wouldāve asked Jongho to do it himself. Though, typically, that was the sort of thing that he did.
Hongjoong honestly hadnāt had a particular reason to kill her. He just⦠didnāt think she belonged, anymore. She was loyal to him, but⦠it felt that she was more loyal to Jongho. And, for that, she had to be punished. The devotion between lovers is strong, Hongjoong knows that, but he felt that, without Jongho, Haneul would leave.Ā
He had to be sure that the opposite wasnāt true as well. He needed a dependent Jongho. He needed a loyal Jongho. He needed a cruel Jongho; he needed a motivated Jongho. He was sure that this would get him there.
Of course, there was also the issue of (Y/n). She was clearly the one. And there couldnāt be two of āthe one,ā now could there?
When he had marked Haneul for ascension, Jonghoās jaw had dropped. There was a disbelief that Hongjoong thinks he held until the moment she was in (on?) the ground. He didnāt seem to process any of it; nothing past the original announcement.
Hongjoong had expected begging. He had expected pleading. But he didnāt get it. He watched as Jongho and Haneul spent their last days together, an air of freedom about the two of them that he hadnāt anticipated. They seemed happy enough.
Though he doesnāt completely understand the whims and desires and emotions of love, he thought he understood why they acted the way that they did. Haneul was devoted to the Answer, she was happy to be chosen to ascend, even if that wasnāt what had originally been planned for her. Jongho was happy that she was happy. He wanted her last days on earth to be the best that he could be, so he wouldnāt let her see his pain. Hongjoong supposed that it made sense.Ā
The day of her death, Hongjoong had expected a snap.Ā
One didnāt come, though. Seonghwa delivered the news to Jongho, the finality that she was gone. He didnāt ask to see her body. He just nodded his head and excused himself from the room. Hongjoong still wonders what he did when he left, wonders if he wept and asked a different God how this could happen.
He doesnāt think so. Jongho had never wavered in his loyalty, not even for a moment.
And for that, he was rewarded. With his free reign. Jongho essentially gets to do anything that he wants without threat of repercussion, something that no one else enjoys the privilege of. Part of it is the fact that Jongho is like himself, but the devotion is also quite reassuring.Ā
Jongho could easily manipulate his own group of people into clinging onto his every word, and yet he doesnāt. Instead, he follows Hongjoong and does his bidding. Isnāt that just sweet? Just darling? You kill a manās love and he becomes nothing but devoted to you.Ā
Hongjoongās sure that isnāt the case for everyone, but it sure is convenient that whatever is fucked in Jonghoās head also made him fucked in that regard as well.Ā
One thing Hongjoong hadnāt been counting on was Jonghoās attitude toward Hanuelās successor. It annoys him, honestly, the fact that he didnāt foresee the emotions that Jongho would harbor for (Y/n). Emotions. Ugh. Anger is one that he gets, the desire for revenge and the sadism especially, but he canāt very easily predict other peopleās emotions. A disgruntling fact.Ā
Jonghoās hatred for (Y/n) throws a wrench in the works. As sure Hongjoong is that Jongho is completely under his control⦠he knows what itās like to be angry enough to kill. He knows what the desire for revenge can do to a person like them. Heās not sure that he could stop Jongho if (Y/n) were to set him off completely one day.Ā
And thatās a threat. A threat to everything. He canāt lose either one of them, and yet it seems less and less likely that theyāll be able to peacefully coexist.
A problem for later, frankly. While losing Jongho would be inconvenient, losing (Y/n) would be a disaster. He knows who he would pick if it came down to it.Ā
side note: you can find the hyung line ver hereĀ (again, i preface that this is not the sexy kind of vampire. these are loser vampires.)
San:
I am aware of his status as āmost-likely-to-be-sexy-supernaturalā, but something about him screams average suburban vampire. Your local blood sucking ghoul. I can see him smiling and accidentally scaring a child because he showed his fangs. Putting his blood bags into a yeti cup so he can take it to his favourite spot at the park. Learning how to cook to give his friends nice meals. That being said I can see him using his powers to play pranks on people, like stealing the toilet paper in a train station stall; or tying peopleās shoelaces together.
Wooyoung:
Idiot stupid dummy vampire. Smudged eyeliner and oversized leather jacket, and probably tells people openly that he is a vampire. I feel like heād give his pals piercings by biting on their ear, and charge them $5 for it. Gotta make a living somehow. When you watch twilight with him, he thinks its cool to point out every inaccuracy, as though you care at all. Goes to the club and follows creepy men home to drink their blood; and then walks out on the street with blood on his face like āhappy Halloween!ā Baby itās marchĀ
Mingi:
Probably scared that he will scare anyone for any reason at any time. Looks like he would strangle a baby if it tried to look at him, but in reality he has a collection of dried pressed flowers in a book. Super gentle but suck with the face of a warlord with a kill count in the six digits. Whimsical and inviting in nature. Writes poetry about the human condition and is too embarrassed to publish it anywhere.Ā
Jongho:
Out of all the ateez members, Iād say that Jongho is the most vampire-like normally; he dresses like one, and has that thousand yard-stare. Cue the scene in the show where heās like āiām a thousand years oldā, and the girl is like but you look so young! Itās because he moisturises, babe. Has seen so much shit in his day to day life that he retains an unmovable sense of nonchalance. You could set him on fire and he would be like oh the third time this week get the fire extinguisher will you.Ā
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we need a part two to the fratboy reaction thing you wrote i cried laughing ajfjahahjaka
(tosses this post like i throw bread at stray birds) there's your meal for the year
NCT 2022 as your final school presentation partner
side note: since i am the principal at this uni/college/higher education establishment I have decided that this will be for an english presentation. also i do realise that this does not count as a part two but dont worry i might do one in about seven years time!
Johnny: You stare holes into his laptop from across the lecture hall once your partner is announced. He thinks youāre just curious about what heās watching, and turns the screen to reveal a custom car parts video. Despite your initial apprehension-and failing to convince your professor to change partners, he is a fairly decent partner (he made the google doc) and contributes his fair share (he offered to do most of the talking). Shows up 20 minutes late to the actual class absolutely hammered but takes it like a champ. 6/10, thanks for making the google doc, mate.
Taeil: Everything is fine until he tells you that he can't work in the campus library- he HAS to be in his dorm room. You nod along, already mentally reminding yourself to bring pepper spray in case you enter his room and there are star wars posters. Definitely INSISTS on playing music, and sings to it like his life depends on it. Like no babe, your life depends on these slides you're neglecting. Turns the script into a song to memorise it faster, and you can't believe it actually helped the both of you. No star wars posters, so the pepper spray was left untouched, 8/10, ā« Good moooooorning everyoooooone today we will be discusssssing Littleee woomeeeeeenā«
Taeyong: For a party guy, heās super nice and willing to do the work- itās just that he has a horde of friends that tail him everywhere. Itās not exactly productive to be in the library (quiet) with ten dudes chatting up a storm (not quite) two tables away. Offers to buy you coffee because he feels bad, so at least your wallet is happier than your ears. During the presentation, his bros are attentively taking notes and roar into applause when you conclude the presentation. 6/10 The chorus of āMY BRO IS SO SMARTā is oddly sweet, and you are thankful one of them added on āAND YOU TOO LADYā Because yeah, you too lady!
Yuta: Offers you a 100 dollar note to finish it by yourself, and when you decline heās like āoh ok iāll do it thenā. You thought about changing your career goals to becoming a cultural negotiator, because that was easy. Does the absolute bare minimum, and flirts with you the entire time- shoes up on the library table and all. But itās not all that bad, because he teaches you how to accessorize and shows you his cool tattoo. During the presentation you looked scared and plain next to him, mostly because he was decked out in full leather and facial jewelry. 4/10, couldāve told you there was a dress code.Ā
Kun: Lets you work at his nice apartment right outside of campus. How can he afford it? You donāt want to ask! Makes a plan on how to equally divide the workload, always texts you updates on his slides, offers advice if you need it and is generally a fantastic partner. Once the presentation is over, he resumes his role in your life as the nice guy you look at from two rows below you. 10/10 next project youāll try to be his friend. Next projectā¦
Doyoung: ACADEMIC WEAPON. Mate, you donāt even see this guy. He just randomly emails you a utterly phenomenal proposal for the project, you reply āthis is great! When are you free to work on it?ā He just attached the finished thing. Itās bulletproof, with great analyzes, and even has potential questions + answers for you to review. You meet for the first time AT the presentation, and when you ask him why he just did everything, he stone-faced replies: āIām very passionate about metaphors.ā 8/10 You were also very passionate about them, but clearly not as much as he was.
Ten: On his phone when your group was assigned; so you decide to approach him. Which was your first mistake, because once you enter a ten meter radius of him you begin sweating- and youāre only mildly offended asks who you are. You two work in his friendās tattoo studio (why does his friend have a tattoo studio), and he will doodle up designs for you unprompted. You are 1) impressed at how good he is at drawing 2) forgetting that THERE IS A PROJECT FOCUS BITCH. 4/10 you failed, but got a sick tattoo thatās better than Yutaās.
Jaehyun: In shows, the jock is usually an idiot until the last moment, where he magically develops super smart sense and aces the project. Not Jaehyun though, heās a fucking moron. At some point, you just have to tell to shut up; heās a good partner until he opens his mouth. Hey, at least his face is nice to look at, and you know who to call if you need someoneās head knocked in. 6/10 What do you mean you donāt know what a proposition is? Youāre taking an ENGLISH DEGREE!
Winwin: Will be twenty minutes late. Will also bring his roommateās dog over, which you donāt know if youāre thankful for or not. You two will interact with the social aptitude of two underdeveloped microorganisms; and he will combust if you look at him for more than a second. Not in the flustered, more in the apathetic introverted way. 4/10, you had never been so silent in your entire schooling years.
Jungwoo: Lovely boy, thank the stars you got partnered with him and not Jaehyun. The only disconcerting thing about him is that he has to type lying on his belly with his feet kicking in the air. But fuck it! You join him, and suddenly you two are middle school girls gossiping about academic essays. You both spend more time decorating the slides than finding information. 10/10 You do think that he is your long lost other half.
Mark: Despite this being a completely professional situation; with no romance and barely even any possibility for friendship, he still manages to have zero rizz. Zero Academic Rizz, as one might call it. But when heās not embarrassing himself by stuttering eight times in five words, he gives you decent feedback and is surprisingly emotionally intelligent for being a man. Brought you a half-melted chocolate bar before the presentation because the day before you complained about cramps. 9/10 You go, Mark! Even if you mispronounced ātheoreticallyā in front of the theory teacher!Ā
Xiaojun: Right there alongside Taeil with the massive inclination to sing his heart out. I do imagine that he is also studying musical theatre, so god bless your heart. Do you know how distracting it is to hear phantom of the opera while you study catcher in the rye? To be fair, he also lets you occasionally listen to Nicki Minaj, which he turns into melodic opera. 2/10, he ended the presentation with ā«anyyyyyyyyy quueeeeeeeeestionsā« and you wanted to die.
Hendery: Goofy (derogatory) Silly (insultingly) Despite not knowing him before this presentation, you forcibly grew so close with him in the span of a week that you began smacking him with your laptop every time he went on a tangent. Even if you had screaming matches outside the library (you got kicked out), you two still managed to make an outstanding social commentary within the amazing world of gumball. 10/10, he got yelled at for dancing while the professor asked her question.Ā
Renjun: He regards you the same way you regard your friendās 13 year old, freshly intellectually sentient sibling. Is definitely more interested in texting his friends than talking to you, but you like it that way (you think to yourself spitefully). You purposely don't decorate his slides, but his script is so good that the professor doesn't even notice it. 1/10, the one point is for when he told you that you formatted your script wrong.Ā
Jeno: Asks if you can come to the gym and work with him there. At first you say no, but it seems like his schedule is severely booked, and you finally relent. It sort of looks like you are his secretary, with your laptop in your hands, typing the words his grunts out between sets. All things considered, he knows alot about the topic without having to reference anything. The project is finished within three sessions, and you are forced to do some exercise 3/3 times. 8/10, the smell of sweat is horrendous, but he makes a pretty good personal trainer. One more! One more! You got this!!
Haechan: You both didnāt get anything done. Not for the lack of effort, but for the sheer amount of banter. And fighting. Lots of fighting- but your favourite colours are opposites, how were you meant to find the best slide background? The projectās pushed to the night before, and the two of you spend 5 hours straight at a McDonalds, drinking copious amounts of coke zero and ignoring the minimum wage workers trying to tell you that you shouldnāt order any more fries. 2/10, he threw said fries at you and the salt lodged itself in your keyboard.
Jaemin: Neither of you want to do the work, so he finds an existing presentation on the topic and you just⦠steal it. When the professor confronts you both about the obvious plagiarism, Jamein induces WW2 mental warfare to psychologically manipulate the professor into thinking sheās crazy, and that she was being unprofessional by assuming her students couldnāt produce a high quality of work. 10/10 After the presentation, Jaemin whispered to you: āVictory by any means necessary.ā
Yangyang: Imagine this, 3AM, two students sitting at the library with drained faces, staring at a blank laptop screen. Thatās what working with yangyang is like. Since both of you were procrastination-fueled learners, there was nothing to do but wait until the dreadful deadline approached and suddenly, you both would turn into geniuses. You moved for the first time in an hour when he offered to drive to burger king. 5/10 BURGER KING! The idea of a whopper ignites your ability to start the slides.Ā
Shotaro: Like Jungwoo, is a pleasure to work with, even if he is a little unremarkable. That being said, both of you had no idea how to answer one of the questions, and the two of you just exchanged concerned glances until the professor answered it for you. 5/10, both of you went to starbucks after to freak out and celebrate simultaneously.
Sungchan (I REALISED I SPELT HIM NAME WRON GIN THE OTHER POST OMG IM SO SORRY GIRL): This dude probably refuses to do work until you threaten him with either physical or mental torture (your choice, artistic interpretation) and he makes an extra effort to press each key as loudly as he can with a typing speed of half a word per minute. 2/10 During the actual presentation you two canāt stop from fighting to the point that the professor has to split you two apart.Ā
Chenle: You kill him. 0/10. Smack him over the head, and he still maintains the bratty disposition. He is the test sent by God, and one you cannot pass.Ā
Jisung: Would be super nice to work with, but surrounded by his upperclassmen, harassing him for no reason other than their preconceived role in his life. But itās cool, because you have noise-cancelling earbuds, and also because itās sort of funny to watch him whine and complain. When you can actually work alone, you find that he has to refill his americano at least three times per session. 6/10 Whether his hands shaking was from nerves, or a lethal caffeine overdose, youāll never know.
side note: this is not a sexy-blood dripping down chin interpretation (as much as I wish it was) might do the maknae line if i dont forget this acc exists
HONGJOONG:
The kind that has tried every lasting occupation known to man. He was probably an oil paint portrait artist whenever those were a thing, a philosopher and then a nursery daycare teacher all in the span of fifty years. Any form of vampirism takes a backseat to his colourful portfolio, and I firmly believe he is currently a haute couture designer for vintage pieces; and only drinks the blood of people who refuse to ethically source their leather and furs. The image of him living in some apartment in Paris smoking a cigarette (that has a hole in it because of his fangs) is perfect to me.
SEONGHWA:
The brooding, edward cullen type. Iām talking; hand perpetually covering ¾ of his face, avoiding sunlight at all costs, falls in love with some pale girl kind of edward cullen. He has to move every ten years because all the women feel like cougars when they go after him despite him being at least double their age. He lives in some dusty cob-webbed mansion in the forest during the weekends but his real house is a small flat and heās best friends with his elder neighbour who he has dinner with sometimes. Wears contacts to cover his eye colour but it's not strong enough so people think heās always wearing red Halloween contacts.
YUNHO :
Newly turned vampire who just wants to go back to his normal life. Has trouble controlling his cravings and tries to drink a gallon of tomato juice because that's what google told him to do. He got violently sick and now just sticks to blood bags. Doesnāt understand why heās always surrounded by crows and black cats (he is a dog person) but is very thankful to have so many furry friends. Definitely the type to accidentally show his strength by breaking the football goal net, or accidentally shaking someoneās hand very tightly because he was excited. People thought he was a werewolf, honestly.
YEOSANG:
Sitting on a chaise lounge, monotonously sipping on a glass of blood while wearing eyeliner. Thatās sort of the image I get when thinking of him. Something very high class and untouchable that demands respect from his peers. But at the same time heās only pretending to read The Art of War, and is using it to cover his copy of some trashy romance novel heās actually reading. Secretly really wants the modern human experience, but is too attached to the concept of velvet couches to really let go. I can see him pointing towards any form of fast food and sayingĀ āWhat... desperate concoction is that?ā While grimacing (he really wants to try it)
nct 2021 and how they would react to you throwing up in a frat party bathroom
side note: this is loosely based on that frat guyās tiktok bc it made me shit my pants laughing so hard
Johnny: Would ask you if you were okay, and if you said no heād offer to get you a red cup filled with water.As you drank it, heād probably ask you about how much you drank, and subtly judge you for being a lightweight. Afterwards, heād ask the first person he saw to take care of you instead. 4/10, you think he was definitely one of the party hosts.
Taeil: Scream first, ask later. Immediately feels bad for scaring you afterwards, and sits cross-legged on the disgusting toilet floor to hold back your hair. If you have short hair, he would just awkwardly have a hand on your shoulder while he told you itāll be okay, and where your friends were. What started as a terrible encounter actually left you feeling better. 8/10.
Taeyong: Stand frigidly at the door because he just wanted to wash his hands. After some time, his presence bugs you more than the puke coming out your nostrils, so you try to ask him if HEāS okay, but end up throwing up halfway through. He comes to his senses and asks you if youāre okay, and offers to help you to your car. You decline. 5/10, you felt sort of bad, and he tried.
Yuta: Thinks youāre just drunk, so he laughs at you until he realises youāre actually sick. Apologises and pulls out a tin of mints from his back pocket to give you. Leans against the toilet wall and teaches you a bunch of breathing techniques to stop the nausea. When youāre feeling better and ask him how you knew all of this, he claimed his friends had a habit of getting wasted. After leaving the toilet together he disappears into the crowd and you never see him again. 10/10, you think it was an apparition of Jesus that saved you.Ā
Kun: The moment he sees you deflated over the bowl he lunges into that bathroom with the power of a man with maternal instinct developed against his will. Asks you what you drank/ eaten, if you have allergies, if you were hanging out with dodgy men- everything. Once heās gotten an entire college report on your wellbeing he gets you some water and wipes your face for you. He helps you out of the bathroom and takes you outside for some fresh air while he calls you a cab. 10/10, you spend the rest of the week trying to figure who this magic man was.Ā
Doyoung: Opens the door, sees you there and instinctively shuts the door. After a few seconds he comes back in to ask if you need any help, even though it sounds a little disgusted. Not wanting to bother him, you tell him youāre fine and writhe in misery. You donāt see him again until a lecture next week where you find out heās the guy who sits next to you and lends you his pens. He doesnāt recognise you from the party and now you sit there with the thought that mr. straight-A-nice-guy has seen you at your worst. 2/10.Ā
Ten: Is the person Johnny sent to check up on you. You get your third āWow, you look like shitā of the night, and almost want to punch him in the face. But heās surprisingly patient, and takes it upon himself to shoo away anyone who tries to come into the bathroom. Even has water and little mints like he was prepared for this. He sits on the sink and watches you throw up your entire soul and essence, and claps for you once you say you think youāre done. The next morning you bump into him and heās like āoh my god this is what you look like without the running makeup?ā and you decide that you will haunt him when you inevitably die of embarrassment. 7/10, he fixed your eyeliner before you left.
Jaehyun:Ā Offers a āYouā¦good?ā and regardless of your answer he leaves anyway. When you get back to the party with another drink, he cautiously approaches you to take it off your hands, and no matter how much you try to complain to your friends about it, they say you should feel lucky because of how hot he was. 0/10. Youāll kill him.Ā
Winwin: He seems like the kind of guy who doesnāt go to the bathroom at parties. Like, the āiāll just wait until I get homeā sort. But if he saw you looking unwell heād ask one of your friends to make sure you didnāt drink too much. The next day he would keep a lookout for you in any of his lectures to make sure you got home alright that night. If you looked particularly worse for wear, heād give you an energy drink on your desk, claiming he ābought too manyā. 9/10, spared you the embarrassment and was a good sport about it.
Jungwoo: An impressed sort of āWoahhhh.ā because heās never actually seen someone throwing up at a party before. After another dry heave from you he offers to call you a cab, and you say youāre fine. Of course he doesnāt believe it, and stays in the bathroom until youāre either fine to leave, or get so sick he calls that cab for you anyways. You apologise to him for ruining his night but he insists that itās okay, and gives you a really adorable smile. 7/10, definitely tells his friends that he did a good deed after youāve left.
Lucas: Thereās something oddly comforting about a frat boy freaking out over you throwing up. Granted, you could not tell if it was over how you were lying down on the rancid floor or your actual state, but either way, you appreciated his concern. Made sure you got back to your friends safely. 5/10, i would say this is standard procedure.
Mark: Panics the most of anyone on this list. Like, completely loses his shit trying to find a way to help you. Almost trips on your discarded shoes, drops his phone, the whole nine. It gets to a point where you stop throwing up just to calm him down. In a reverse psychology sort of way, it was him freaking out that helped you feel better. You two spend the next 20 minutes sitting on the floor asking the other person if theyāre okay and also how his friends were all drunk. He insists heās fine, but his palms are still sweaty and his ears are still red. 8/10, strangely endearing, and ultimately helpful.
Xiaojun: Is also on the verge of throwing up. Ran to the first bathroom available only to see that youād also been sick and had forgotten to lock the door (rookie mistake). He barely manages to shut the door before the sound of puking makes him sick, and the two of you are stationed on opposite sides of the bathroom. Ten minutes later youāre both just silently gargling water side by side at the sink, not daring to even look each other in the eye. When you two left, your friends asked you what happened, and if you had hooked up with the other guy who had sneaked off. Not wanting to relive the traumatic duo-throw up experience you just had, you just meekly agree and carry on with your life. 1/10, now your friends giggle and catcall him whenever you walk by each other. You donāt have the heart to tell him why.
Hendery:Ā Same as Jungwoo, just sort of marvels at the core memory youāre currently experiencing. Debates taking a selfie with you in the background, but he considers the moral repercussions of doing so and decides to help instead. For some reason he starts by introducing himself rather than asking if youāre okay, and even asks for your name. You obviously cannot answer, so he just hands you the water bottle heās holding instead. Asks if you want him to chill here while you ride it out, and he is still met with no answer, so he stays. Talks to you about his day and the things heās seen at the party, and is a surprisingly good storyteller. When youāre done he sticks with you and continues talking to you for the next hour until your friends come to take you back from the stranger bothering you. 7/10, made a new friend.
Renjun: Apologises for intruding and closes the door. Then, youāre left alone until twenty minutes later when he comes back, really needing to use the bathroom. Clearly, youāre not done, and he then creates this system where every three minutes he barges in to see if youāre done. Even when heās used the bathroom upstairs, he still checks if youāre still in there. At some point he gets you some ibuprofen and a can of seltzer water as a peace offering. 5/10, felt like an emotionally distant father coming to your graduation.Ā
Jeno: Asks if you want anything, and when you respond that you want the sweet release of death, he crouches next to you and asks if everything is okay at home. Cue a mortified look from you as you realised that the man next to you did not understand sarcasm, which happened to be your only form of communication. He then refuses to leave the bathroom, and insists on talking about what plagues you in your life, even when youāre better and want to get back to your friends. He trails behind you like a puppy, making sure that your friends were nice and that you had a good support system. From then on whenever he sees you on campus he asks about how things are for you. 8/10, (strangest) nicest frat boy youāve ever seen.Ā
Haechan: Also drunk, and comes into the bathroom crying over something. You knew him from a few mutual friends, so you balance throwing up and comforting him. He sits right next to the toilet while you pat his shoulder, and he complains about life. Once youāre done and washing up heās still sitting there, and compliments you on your outfit and hair, in that sort of drunk-girl-in-bathroom way. He drags you to his friend circle, saying that youāre the miracle girl who solved all his problems, clinging onto your arm like a koala. 4/10, each of his friends looked at you with pity in their eyes.Ā
Jaemin: Thinks youāre Haechan, and enters the bathroom with loud, maniacal laughter. Iām talking about the most forced, villainous cackle you thought only your evil aunt was capable of. You stop puking just to turn around and give him the stank eye, to which he drops the smile and stares at you like a living corpse. He then turns around in a full 180 degree spin and saunters off without closing the door or an apology. When you try finding him later, heās nowhere to be seen. If Yuta was the apparition of Jesus, Jaemin was a petty imp. 1/10, you felt like staying off alcohol for the rest of your life.Ā
Yangyang: Texts Ten on how to help you, and he gets an angry phone call on how āItās not my job to help drunk girls! Google exists!ā But tells him how to help anyway. Heās a little awkward with you, rushing in and out of the bathroom with things like water and ibuprofen, all the while asking if he could do anything else to help you. He even offers his shoes, noticing the blisters on your feet from the heels you were wearing, and goes through the rest of the party bare-footed. When you go to return his shoes the next day, heās an absolute mess, red-faced and spluttering the whole time. 9/10, his effort made you believe that sometimes men were ok.
Shotaro: No idea what to do. Does he call someone? Ends up standing there until youāve realised heās there, and at that point youāre feeling much better. You wash up and quickly leave the bathroom, apologising to him for holding it up. He tries to tell you itās okay, but heās too late and ends up feeling a little bummed out. If he sees you again, heāll definitely say sorry. 3/10, poor guy.
Shungchan: Does not see you because he came into the bathroom looking at his phone. When he looks up heās like āwhen the fuck did you get hereā and youāre like how??? Did you not see me??? Definitely wonders what on earth you drank to get so wasted, but is afraid that youāll puke on him if you say something rude, so he just wishes you the best and leaves you alone. 0/10, felt like another emotionally distant father and reminded you that you needed to call him sooner or later.
Chenle: Was wandering around when you ran past him, drinking spilling everywhere and green in the face. Wondering what the drama was, he sort of followed you until he came across the opened toilet door and you were absolutely unloading todayās lunch into a sink. At first he was sort of disappointed that you werenāt running to beat up a cheating boyfriend, but he still felt bad and asked if you were alright. Definitely went to ask Kun to come help you since he had no idea what he was doing, and from then on you were taken care of. 6/10, I would call him nosy but this is exactly what I would do, soā¦
Jisung: No idea what to do, tries to make it so you never saw him in the bathroom, and manages to just go back without alerting you to his presence. Everything was going well until he bumped into you a few days later and asked if you were feeling better since the party. You ask him how he knew, and he accidentally reveals that he was there. You stare in shock and ask why he didnāt even ask if you were okay, to which he has no response to. 2/10, for both the experience and the amount of times he almost cried during the interaction.
nct 2021 and their hogwarts houses, except ive never seen the movies or read the books <3
side note: i will not be taking criticism nor do i care that i know nothing about the houses.
Johnny: I was debating between gryffindor and slytherin and I chose Slytherin but only because sometimes I feel like he can be kinda bitchy so there he goes with the snakes ig 𤷠actually I change my mind he looks good in red so itās gonna be gryffindor.
Taeil: Gryffindor because he has to be courageous to deal with the audacity of everyone else at any given moment. Also red is his colour period.
Taeyong: ok like hear my out heās like crazy on stage but idk he seems kinda nice so Iām going to put him in hufflepuff. Just a swell guy who likes his friends.Ā
Yuta: ravenclaw because every time I look at him I get this horrible feeling that heās planning the end of the world and thereās nothing I can do to stop it. But like in a sexy way.
Kun: ummmm either ravenclaw or hufflepuff. Iām trying to maladaptive daydream as hard as I can to get clear results, but I can only do so much :(Ā
Doyoung: girlllll slytherin. The only other man Iāve ever seen with such a powerful side eye is my father. My father has a very powerful side eye. Is doyoung my father?
Ten: slytherin. next.Ā
Jaehyun: Iām going to hurl him as hard as I can into Gryffindor and slam the door shut. just look at him. Itās giving BRAVE YOUNG MAN energy u feel??? Itās giving quidditch captainā¦
Winwin: RAVENCLAW! That's what my brain screamed when I typed his name. I am the hat I make the rules xoxooxoxoxox
Jungwoo: the thin line between a slytherin and a hufflepuff has never been so thin before⦠heās so bitchy⦠but also⦠so niceā¦.Ā
Lucas: 𤨠very obviously gryffindorā¦. Will not be giving him any more screen timeā¦
Mark: Bro he literally looks like Daniel Radcliffe how could I not give him the grief in door š¤Øš¤Ø also like something about his accent and BOY-LIKE charm just gives it away.
Xiaojun: Hufflepuff because he gets embarrassed very easily and he had that phase where his eyebrows were dyed yellow.Ā
Hendery: Ravenclaw. but in a satirical ironic camp sort of way.Ā
Renjun: would he kill me if I didnāt put him in ravenclaw? I feel like thereās a gun to my head. Ravenclaw it is.
Jeno: Can walk himself RIGHT next to Jaehyun into the Manly-Man-Man gryffindor section of the function hall. Walk and never return, frat boy.
Haechan: Slytherin. I feel like he would claim he could talk to snakes but in reality he would use that as an excuse to shittalk everyone. (claiming: āit wasnāt me it was the snake who said it?ā)
Jaemin: Is the sorting hat. He decides peopleās houses based on their zodiac signs.
Yangyang: Slytherin. He can schnappi schnappi his way into the reptile enclosure for all I care. In a few days heād probably have them all wearing $1000 Nike sneakers.
Shotaro: Hufflepuff. Nice boy, very sweet. Hufflepuff is for all the nice people.
Sungchan: Slytherin because I could see him in a green robe and he looks good in it. Gives off little bastard vibes but I cannot be sure. It is only a matter of time before I prove it⦠Mark my wordsā¦
Chenle: Slytherin and honestly I think apart from Mark this is the most obvious one. When he sat under the hat it laughed at him and was like āBro have you seen yourself GREEN it isā His main hobby is cutting up the robes of his seniors and blaming it on Jisung to fuel fights.
Jisung: Gryffindor because he seems like a good young man who is bullied by all his friends so therefore he belongs in the grief in the door house. To be fair my only impression on gryffindor is that it's kind of lame people HAHAHAH.
oddly specific things that remind me of wayv (xiaojun, hendery, yangyang)
XIAOJUN
Perfume that makes you smell like a warm fireplace, that you have ten samples of because you canāt find the full bottle anywhere.
The guy who asks you if he can pet your dog while youāre on a walk/ calls your dog āgood boyā and frantically apologises if you tell him sheās a girl.
Laptop chargers that are slightly bent at the tip.
The McDonald's menu changing right before itās your turn in line to order breakfast.
School T-shirts that have been signed before graduation by all of your classmates.
Kids with missing front teeth who keep showing everyone their archeology scrapbook.
Theatre kids who start crying after you tell them to rehearse a little softer.
The face you make after someone tells you their favourite ice-cream flavour is rum and raisin.
Your favourite polaroid picture that you have clipped above your bed.
Wearing your cardigan for the second day in a row when itās become extra fluffy and warm.
Someone desperately trying to understand poetry to impress their crush, and having no idea what the bloody hell they're reading.
HENDERY
Like those wooden rocking horses that toddlers play on.
One of those but made specifically made of felt and covered in scratch-n-sniff stickers.
Having your seat changed next to someone you found annoying/ but eventually foster a life-long friendship with him over your shared hate for the chemistry teacher.
A hug from someone whoās not affectionate but knows when you need them most.
Your momās best friendās auntās second-removed cousinās nephew who you meet once every three years.
True crime youtubers/ scary movie reviewers who make the movie less scary with their commentary.
Making pinkie promises even though youāre too old for them.
Bookshelves filled with anything but books. (especially figurines/clutter)
References that become too long-winded and convoluted for anyone to understand.
Instragam posts that do terrible jobs describing zodiac signs.
The criminally underrated enemies-to-besties trope.
YANGYANG
Sneaking out the house at 2am for convenience store runs.
Staring at your phone screen without blinking as you try to learn a really hard tiktok dance.
A really mediocre breakfast. Like cereal with lukewarm milk and a glass of water.
Being strangely prepared for an exam you didnāt study for.
Old pokemon games on the Gameboy advance.
Your best friend being completely apathetic as you cry on the phone, box dye in hand, wailing over your most recent breakup.
The specific scene in every coming of age movie where all the characters are in a bedroom filled with posters/ and theyāre all super tired but happy and content for the first time.
Just the act of play fighting/ roughhousing.
Playing with someoneās hair subconsciously.
Picking up the groceries in one trip while wearing your mom's slippers and socks on.
When they try to get your attention at the airport conveyer belt, and accidentally miss their luggage doing so.
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