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1. namjoon/jisook: delicate- damien rice
'namjoon,' she whispers and he cranes his neck to see if any of his friends would notice him slipping away.he slips into the alley and presses her up against the wall, kissing away her giggles until she pushes him away and glows at him as she wipes her mouth, smoothing down her hair as she peeks out to see if anyone's watching.he turns soft when he's with her, soft like he never is when he's with his 'crew', and she sneaks him into her house and bounces onto her bed, bubbly and effervescent and he grins and he walks towards her on his knees, knocking a plush monster out of the way as he encloses her in his arms.he can barely remember how it started- mutual friends, hanging out with everyone else, and it somehow turned into this; him kissing his way down her neck as he traces featherlight patterns on her thighs, her eyes fluttering closed as her lips part slightly and he loses another piece of his heart every time he sees her.but they don't exist as a they when they're not alone, and he gives a short bow and calls her jisook-noona and they go back to being loud with their friends and their voices ring out above the laughter and his heart drops when he sees her giggling at another guy and he tries to remember the whispers that they exist in in the silence.
2. jyp/q.ri: hot patootie, bless my soul- rocky horror picture show
his eyebrows are creased as he bobs like a pigeon to the song and q.ri has to bite back a laugh even as she can't help but bounce along, infected by his passion for the song (and really, who decided to play rocky horror songs at a club, q.ri both hates and loves them) and somehow it turns into them dancing together dancing along exaggeratedly to the song.it's a lot of fun and q.ri doesn't think she's ever laughed so much before in her laugh as he shimmies his shoulders as he revolves around her and she draws on every seventies dance movie she's ever seen.she'll probably never see him again once the song is over (and she's fine with that) but she doesn't think she'll ever forget the experience as he bows to her as the song ends, kissing the back of her hand and thanking her for being one of the prettiest dance partners he's ever had.
3. seunghyun/siwan: you won't see me- the beatles
it had been days and seunghyun hadn't seen siwan.days which would be inconsequential except that the last time seunghyun had seen siwan he'd confessed, told him he liked him and asked him out and siwan had just squeaked and split and seunghyun just wanted to talk to him, but he ducked away everytime he saw him in corridors, and wouldn't answer his phone or text messages and now he wasn't answering his front door.'siwan, i just wanna know we're okay!' seunghyun yelled, never one to keep things small. 'i shouldn't have dropped that information on you, but i figured hey why not give it a go, because i really do like you, and i'd never know if i didn't try, right? i'm sorry if i made you uncomfortable, and okay, i get you're probably not interested and i will try my utmost to not make things awkward because it's okay if you don't like me, but i just- i'd like to still be friends with you, and i just think we really need to talk.' silence and still no one opening the door. 'please just open the door, dude.'there was a sound of a throat clearing behind him, and seunghyun turned, ready to excuse his actions to a disgruntled neighbour- histrionics included- only to come face to face with a blushing siwan, grocery bag in hand.seunghyun blinked at him and looked up at the house, looking back at siwan and pointing at the house. 'you weren't home.'siwan shook his head. 'sorry i ran away the other day,' he mumbled.'you haven't been answering your phone either,' seunghyun said accusingly and siwan looked up at him.'my phone's been broken for two weeks, minwoo stood on it.''....oh.''i-' siwan stopped and cleared his throat. 'um. i- yes,' he blurted and seunghyun blinked.'yes?'siwan nodded. 'yes.''...yes what?'seunghyun didn't think it was possible, but siwan's cheeks grew even redder.'yes, i will go out with you,' he mumbled and seunghyun leaned in closer.'scuse me?''yes, i'll date you,' siwan said a little louder, not meeting seunghyun's eyes and it took a few beats of stunned silence before seunghyun's grin threatened to split his face in two.
4. changsub/siwan: aliens exist- blink182
'what are you doing?' siwan asks awkwardly as the guy in his room plays with his radio, and the guy looks up, tattoos all over his arms and siwan thinks shit, i'm going to die here. 'I mean, who are you?'the guy blinks at him as if he's buffering and then grins, his eyes disappearing. 'changsub works,' he says and siwan blinks at him.'huh?''you can call me changsub. names are generally used on this planet, right?'
planet?!
'huh?!'changsub laughs and hold up the radio. 'this is pretty cool. kinda retro.''it's- it was my dad's,' siwan replies, helplessly confused.'yeah? pretty cool. hey, do you like space?''space?'changsub nods, starting to look at siwan as if he's slow. 'yeah, like with stars and other planets and black holes and stuff?''oh. uh. yeah.'changsub grins again. 'i kinda stole my dad's sidecraft because i was bored, and while this place seems pretty cool it also seems pretty dead right now, and you seem pretty cool- if a bit weird- but you wanna go for a ride?''i'm weird?' siwan asks and changsub laughs.'you wanna go visit the nearest milky way?'what? siwan thinks even as he's nodding.
5. yun/minzy: don't take your guns to town- johnny cash
yun walked into the saloon and ordered a strong drink- now that he was legal, he could. his gun hung heavy on his belt, and his mother's words rang in his head (don't take your guns to town) and he shook his head, reaching for his drink.he sputtered and coughed as the whiskey burned its way down his throat and the guy next to him snorted back a laugh.he narrowed his eyes, unable to make out any features under the bandanna over his face. 'didn't your mama tell you it's rude to wear a hand in doors?' he muttered petulantly and eyes twinkled at him from under the brim.'i'm sure you do everything your mama tells you,' a rather high voice said and yun wondered if this kid was even old enough to be in the bar (don't take your guns to town).the guy slid off his seat and patted his shoulder, bumping against him, and it was only afterwards, when yun cursed and realised that the kid had jacked his gun and his hat and bandanna came off as he chased him down the street did yun realise that he was actually a she and oh he was so not telling anyone he was robbed by a (pretty) girl as he sped up slightly.
6. donghyun/jaejoong: smooth rider- dave matthews band
donghyun really didn't know how he got himself into situations like this. he really had no idea why he was running away from jung yunho who was yelling after him when jaejoong had been the one to sneak into his room and why the hell is jaejoong's friend so goddamn protective actually and why did he keep fooling around with jaejoong when shit like this always happened.eventually, donghyun gave up and sat down in the middle of the road, ready to take whatever punishment yunho saw fit to deal out, only to be yanked to his feet by the collar (ow) and dragged back towards the dorm and yunho is berating him for breaking rules because people aren't allowed in his room after curfew and oh yeah yunho's head of the dorm.'he was in my room!' donghyun protested, 'why am i getting into trouble?''okay for one, jaejoong doesn't listen to anything i say,' yunho said sternly and yeah, that sounds like jaejoong, 'and two, why the fuck did you run then.''because-' donghyun stopped and narrowed his eyes.'because?' yunho prompted.'because jaejoong told me to and i was so confused i just did, okay,' donghyun huffed and yunho laughed and let go of his collar.'he's a menace, he is. but listen, really, i'm obliged to report you to the housemother if i catch you guys again.''what am i meant to do?' donghyun demanded.yunho shrugged. 'just tell him no.'donghyun gave him a deadpan stare.'it's worth a try!' yunho insisted.no it really isn't, donghyun thinks tiredly when jaejoong sneaks into his room again later that night, murmuring amused apologies into his neck.
7. iu/derek hale: wild child- the doors
she seems to glow from the inside, luminescent in the night, and derek doesn't understand because that is definitely a young girl and yet- she smells like the moon (he'd never smelled the moon before).she smiles and touched his shoulder lightly and he drops to his knees, fighting the urge to expose his belly, whimpering and completely submitting himself to her, and he knows- he just knows- that she is something else.what, he's not sure, but she's everything, she seems to be life itself, old as time and yet innocent and young and derek is terrified and entranced, and he knows that he'd be no match for her if it came to that, but he still prowls around her as she flits through the forest, laughter ringing through the trees, and he growls at anything that came near, because even though somehow he knows there is no need, he is prepared to lay down his life to protect her.this slight, beautiful girl, moonlight shining on her hair, voice soaring angelically as she sang, and derek just knows- just knows- that she is nothing like anything he has ever seen or ever will again, and the thought leaves him breathless.'
8. seungho/eunji(9m): shiver- maroon 5
fire is racing underneath seungho's skin as he sees eunji leaning on a table, talking to her friends, legs long long long, and his mouth is dry because those jeans are hugging every curve and she glances over and her lips curve into a smile and seungho accidentally breaks his disposable chopsticks.he is not being ridiculous. he is not being overdramatic.it's just-he can't forget miles and miles of smooth pale skin and warm breaths against his skin and it was just too much and he is forever thankful when she hurried over and grabs his hand and drags him out of the dining hall and presses him against the wall to press her lips against his and he can feel his smile grow as he reverses their positions and she laughs as he presses her against the wall, trailing hot kisses down her neck, before tasting her lips again.'mmm,' she purrs, 'now that's what i like for dinner.'seungho can't help but feel a little smug, running his hands over her hips. 'my room tonight?''kick byunghee out and we have ourselves a deal,' she says.seungho shrugged. 'no problem.'
9. jungkook/taeil: meg white- ray lamontagne
the boy was stuttering and blushing and taeil blinked up again and-'what did you say your name was, again?'the kid stopped midsentence (taeil had stopped trying to figure out what he'd been trying to say anyway).'jeon jungkook,' he said and taeil thought hey, at least he got that out clearly.'You're in one of the vocal classes i'm teaching for, right?'jungkook nodded and taeil nodded as well.'okay. so what did you want to talk to me about?'taeil swore he heard snickers around the corner and jungkook looked like he wanted to slap someone and he jerked his head around to glance in that direction before looking back at taeil and taeil wished the young ones would stop being so tall, it was getting annoying, having to look up at practically everyone that called him hyung.'i like you, ssaem. you have an amazing voice, and you're really cool, and i really like you.' taeil raised an eyebrow at the sudden firm determination in jungkook's voice and idly mulled over what he'd just said.'okay, i see one rather large problem with what you just said,' taeil said carefully, trying not to let it show that he was kind of at a loss of what to do because it's not like this happened often.'hmm?' jungkook looked confused.'ssaem,' taeil repeated. 'it's not really appropriate, jungkook.''is it not allowed?'taeil winced. 'yeah.'he didn't know if it was or not really, but he was glad for the excuse to let this kid down gently.jungkook looked like he was thinking about something. 'so,' he said slowly, 'if you weren't teaching me, you might like me back?''um.' what. 'yeah, sure.' why not.jungkook nodded firmly. 'thank you, ssaem. i'm sorry for putting you in an awkward position, it won't happen again.' he bowed and taeil gave a small confused bow in return and jungkook turned around and marched towards to where the snickers came from. 'you hear that, you fuckers?! he said yes, kind of!'taeil just shook his head and turned to leave.
10. cl/c.a.p: julianne- ben folds
it was nothing serious, she knew this as she took the guy home, all dark skin under her lips and tattoos across his back and he was ht, and that's why she chose him, murmured 'cl' in his ear when he introduced himself as 'cap' (what the fuck name was that, really, but it didn't matter) and he was different (so so so different) and no, she did not miss zico- zeeaco- she did not and this proved it because, yeah she had fun.it lasted for most of the next day, sheets twisted around their legs as she proved just how much she did not miss him, and did not think about how he would tease her silly for the words that fell from her lips and then suddenly she was tired and she murmured 'i said i'd meet a friend, maybe you should go' against his shoulder and he didn't seem phased.she wrapped the sheet around herself as she walked him to the door and he stopped and picked up a photoframe and wow she needs to get rid of that picture, she's been meaning to for a while now and he looks kind of horrified and why would he-'that's an ex, i've been meaning to-''you're jiho's chaerin? please tell me you're not jiho's chaerin.'she froze. 'what?''i'm bang minsoo.'wow, fuck.'jiho's friend.''yeah.''well, shit. this is awkward.''bit more than that.''...it never happened?'minsoo nodded. 'yeah.'she tugged at her hair in frustration after he left because how the fuck was she ever meant to forget him when she kept being reminded of him?
11. seunghyun/jun.k: she's leaving home- the beatles
*tales!verse
'where are you going?' seunghyun asks, leaning over the fence and minjun jumps.'why are you- shhhh,' minjun hissed furiously and seunghyun grins at him.'why do you have a bag? are you running away? where are you going? is it fun? can i come? are you coming back? because i'd quite like to come back,' seunghyun says conversationally.'have you been drinking?' minjun asks, sniffing the air and seunghyun snorts.'it's like three in the morning, yeah, i've just gotten home. where are you going?'minjun straightens his shoulders. 'i'm leaving. i'm done with home. it's holding me back, holding me down, i need to spread my wings and fly,' he declares.seunghyun stares. 'but why? your parents are great and hyukjin's funny. and everything's paid for. where are you going to stay?'minjun deflates. 'i- will find a place. i'm going to drive out of town.''why.''because i want to,' minjun snaps.'can't you just go holiday?' seunghyun asks.'why do you care?'seunghyun shrugs. 'i don't know, i mean you can do whatever you like, it's your life, but i feel like you're overreacting and also a really pretty girl gave me a lift home- jinwoon's sister, don't you know him?- and like, why would you want to run away and leave town when there are things like friends and cool people and pretty girls and stuff here and your parents feed you and you have a brother you can get to do things-''i don't get hyukjin to do things,' minjun interrupts.'-why not, junhyung gets me to do things all the time, isn't it like an older brother's perogative, hyukjin would totally do shit for you, he's great- but like also, if you leave i think your parents- where are you going- your parents would be sad which means my parents would be all like wah and it would be a very sad affair-''why are you following me.''-a very sad affair, and principal suho would probably give a really boring speech and it would just put a damper on the mood, you know? the mood of the whole town but like- i just feel like if you wanna get away just ask your parents, i'm sure they'd let you, why run away- where are you going now?''back inside,' minjun snaps.'did i change your mind? why?''to get you to shut up,' minjun mutters and wrenches open the door, closing it on seunghyun's cheery 'good night!' and he storms up the stairs and drops his bag on his floor, collapsing on his bed. he scowls up at the ceiling before fumbling for the letter he'd left on his bed, ripping it up in annoyance because he could smell the alcohol coming off seunghyun and how dare he make sense in that state.he heard a faint crash from next door and 'sorry!' followed by an annoyed 'shut up, seunghyun' and he pulled the covers over him in a huff, determined to try get some sleep before he had to get up for school the next morning.
12. changsub/kyumin: sweet wanomi- bill withers
'where'd everyone go?' kyumin asked blearily, looking around and chagsub shook his head, leaning against the pillow on the wall, eyes closed.kyumin had gotten so into the discussion him and changsub had been having he had not noticed that the ambient sounds had died down to only the crackling fire and actually when the hell did someone start that.changsub yawned. 'they fucked off a while ago.''you noticed them leave?''you're really fucking stoned, aren't you,' changsub laughed, opening his eyes a little to look at kyumin and kyumin grinned.'pretty much.''stoned enough to shut up and let me sleep?' changsub tried and kyumin started to nod before-'wait, no, you have the only pillow, that's not fair, i also wanna sleep.''make a plan,' changsub mumbled, cuddling into the pillow and kyumin narrowed his eyes at him before shifting and dropping his head on changsub's stomach, eliciting a little 'oomph'.'made a plan,' kyumin announced and changsub shoved his head lightly.'so sleep already.'
13. jb/jun.k/rupert grint: anthem- blink 182
*tales!verse
'why are we on this run?' jaebum hissed and minjun gave him a deadpan look.'because we lost the game, now shut up.''why was i even involved, you're friends with my brother,' jaebum grumbled and minjun whacked him on the back of the head.'don't act like you're not going to smoke it too. your dad is going to catch us, shut up.'it's nighttime and dark and jaebum's getting annoyed by how minjun is dragging him around by his hoodie and why the hell was yesung out of town it just made everything more difficult but at least he'd given them a number even though- no, jaebum still doesn't understand why he and minjun were sent out, the guy only spoke english goddammit.'hello?' minjun tried in accented english. 'i am looking for rupert?'a window opened next to them and a redhead looked out.'you jun.k? why are you the alley? come to the front door,' the guy said and closed the window, leaving minjun cleairng his throat in embarrassment.'what did he say?' jaebum demanded. 'was that him?''yeah. he said to go to the front door,' minjun muttered.'why did you just assume we had to go to the alley?' jaebum asked and minjun cuffed him upside the head again.the guy seemed friendly enough, really chill, even though jaebum couldn't understand a thing he was saying (let him have a hit of his joint, so there's that), but minjun was still shushing jaebum when they snuck back into his house because no, he still doesn't understand why he was sent on the run.
14. youngjae (b.a.p)/krystal: johnny- system of a down
*tales!verse
kyuhyun's walls were enclosing in on her and krystal couldn't-'jesus, cho, what the fuck do you take,' she bit out scrabbling at the door, not really getting a reply from him as she stumble down the stairs, needing to get outside, feeling everything whirling around her and she was starting to panic; she didn't know where she was, and colours were intensified, and the world was spinning too fast and she wanted out she needed off-she screamed as hands gripped her shoulders, flailing out and hitting a solid chest.'whoa, hey, i'm not going to do anything, are you okay?' a disembodied voice said (but no that wasn't right, not disembodied, there was someone right there.) 'you're krystal, right? your sister's in the same class as my brother, sungmin. my name's youngjae. are you okay?'she was shaking as she gripped onto his shirt, feeling like he was secure, her knees starting to give way.'okay, whoa, okay, did you just come from kyu's house?'he was sitting on the ground with her, still holding her shoulders, and she nodded numbly.he chuckled lightly. 'that explains a lot. you take something?'she nodded again.'wanna go inside?'she shook her head frantically and he stroked her shoulders lightly.'okay, okay, outside it is. come, let's go sit in my garden and not in the middle of the road, okay?'she let him help her up, still gripping to his shirt as he walked her slowly somewhere (the world was still swimming in front of her eyes) and she felt him help her down on the floor and then she was lying on the grass, her head in his lap, and he was smoothing her hair from her forehead, voice soft and soothing.'you'll be fine, krystal, everything will be fine. i won't leave. you're okay. tell me what you're seeing.'her breath hitched in her chest, the sunlight burning through her eyelids and she didn't want to open her eyes but the world was spinning and she was going to fall off and she reached out for youngjae's hand, gripping it tightly as she opened her eyes and began to try explain the colours dancing in the sky.
15. crazyno/nicole: a kiss to send us off- incubus
'where are you going?' nicole asks.'australia?' zyno replies, as if it should be obvious.'oh.' she's quiet, and he opens his mouth to say something but- 'guess we should make this count then.' -she beats him to it.and then he can't really say anything, not with a lapful of nicole and a mouth full of tongue and okay he's just going to go with this.it's only afterwards, when she's basking in the afterglow, that he turns to face her with a wide grin.'you know, i'm only going for two weeks.'she blinks up at him, momentarily uncomprehending.'it's just for a holiday. i'll be back before you know it.'she squeals in annoyance and hits him over the head with the nearest pillow and he's laughing and covering his head because really, she should have let him finish.'you asshole, you made me think-! i'm not going to talk to you for the entire time you're away and you better get me a damn nice souvenir!'(he still gets a goodbye kiss at the airport the next morning, and he knows she's not going to follow through with her threat)
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1. leo (vixx)/ hwayoung (t-ara): work me- the black keys
leo was sweet.very sweet.and quiet.and gentlemanly.almost too gentlemanly.it had been at least five dates and all hwayoung had gotten was a kiss, and that just- wasn't enough anymore.oh sure, she was in the relationship for more than the physical, but the physical was nice dammit.so she asked him to watch a movie, and they were sitting on her bed in her room and the movie was playing (some chick flick she'd seen a million times and leo seemed to be nodding off in) and the lights were dim and-she threw her leg over his lap and settled herself comfortably, grinning down at him as he blinked up at her.'so, you know how it works, right?' she teased and he remained impassive. 'sex, i mean,' she clarified and he nodded. 'good, because i'm getting impatient.'this time, when she pressed her lips to his, expecting to have to work for it, his mouth was hot and hungry against hers and his hands were warm on his waist and he tugged her closer and somehow found the remote and she heard the movie click off before he flipped her onto the bed, a hand sliding up her top, and heat grew in her belly as he nipped at her neck, a hand sliding up her thigh, his other hand cupping her bra and when she felt his smile into her skin when she couldn't hold back small mewls she thought dazedly that evidently she just hadn't been direct enough before.
2. aj (ukiss)/ daesung (big bang): into the night- alkaline trio
aj didn't expect death to be this... happy.not that death was happy, the place was rather grim, carrion birds screeching over an endless stretch of dry cracked earth and all aj wanted to do was scream and run away, run back to-but then all he smelled was burned rubber and spilled petrol and all he heard was sirens and screams and crunching metal and a lump rose in his throat and he wanted to throw up- which apparently he couldn't do in this pre-valhalla or where ever he was, so he was left on all fours, dry-heaving.but death the person- death the person looked like the nicest guy aj had ever met, as he crouched down next to him rubbing his back and aj scrambled away from the strange touch, warmth and ice cold, looking up at a friendly eyesmile.'who are you?' he gasped out and the guy laughed softly.'death, i guess would be the most commonplace name, but i prefer daesung.' he smiled and aj felt like he was about to have a panic attack, breath quickening and oh dear he was hyperventilating, was he supposed to be able to do that while dead? 'it's a bit of a shock, isn't it? it's pretty grim here, but the next level is a lot better, I promise.'
3. yuna (aoa)/ u-kwon (block b): it's our time now- plain white t's
yuna giggles as yukwon whispers nonsense into her skin, broken lyrics and threadbare promises and endless praise, tied together with alcohol-laced sincerity, a drink in one hand and her in the other, and when he whispers 'let's run away together' she wants to say yes.'where to?' she says instead, playing cautious and he laughs, loud and bright and addictive, pressing his lips to hers in a swift intoxicating kiss.'anywhere you want to go,' he says, 'everywhere. let's see the world. paris. new york. rome. tokyo. where do you want to go?''everywhere,' she whispers against his lips, 'take me everywhere. show me everything.''we'll tear down the world, babe,' he promises, eyes twinkling with a universe of possibilities, 'you and i, we can do it together. they won't know what hit them.'and she ducks her head into the crook of her neck and laughs because he's warm under her touch and he's ignited fire under her skin and he wants to give her the moon and the stars and she is more than ready to take them.she doesn't want to let go, not now, not ever, not with effervescent butterflies keeping her afloat three inches off the ground, safe in his arms.
4. n (vixx)/ heechul (super junior): body of water- red hot chili peppers
'how are you the parent!' hakyeon cried frustratedly as heechul jutted his chin out belligerently. 'why won't you allow me to do anything! all you do it sit on your stupid throne and-'hakyeon sputtered, wiping water from his face after a wave leapt up and doused him. 'why would you do that?' he yelled, stamping up and down, and heechul resisted the urge to grin.'throwing a tantrum isn't the best way to convince me you're all grown up,' heechul said primly and hakyeon let out a frustrated screech.'dad, you are being unfair-''no, i don't think i am, hakyeon. look at your uncle. he went running around spreading his wild oats and that just caused a whole lot of trouble.''i don't want to spread my wild oats- that's a disgusting term, by the way-' heechul nodded in agreement: he'd always thought so. '-it's one girl, and she's a nymph and she actually likes me back, and you're really not one to talk, actually, everyone knows about that mortal lover of yours- hangeng, his name is right? and how is that any-'hakyeon pushed his hair back from his forehead, glowering. 'could you please stop dumping water on me midsentence, i know you control the seas and everything but saltwater tastes disgusting and don't even try argue that point.''wasn't going to,' heechul replied with a shrug, 'so this nymph. water nymph?''of course,' hakyeon replied, and heechul nodded.'is she-?''daughter of a river-god, dad, ew, obviously i made sure.'heechul raised a wave threateningly.'sorry,' hakyeon mumbled and heechul let the wave drop.'okay. i'll let you go to her.''wait, really?''do you want me to change my mind?''no!' hakyeon fairly shouted, and grinned widely. 'thanks, dad. you're the best.''you better come when i call, though!' heechul yelled after his retreating son and got a wave of a hand in assurance which he supposed would have to do.ah, they grow up so fast.
5. yunho (tvxq!)/ hyunyoung (rainbow): kelsey- metro station
yunho's besotted.changmin can't stop laughing at him whenever she walks past, black hair with a white streak in it , eyes curving into half moons as she laughs and when yunho tries to look cool and lean against the wall and is so busy staring he misses and ends up in a gangly pile of limbs on the floor yunho eyes him grumpily and hopes he actually busts a gut.jaejoong lets out a yell that's bordering on a scream when yunho digs his fingers into his arm hard enough to leave a mark.'she dyed her hair,' yunho breaths and jaejoong tries to unfasten his grip on his bicep, eyes fixed on swishing caramel hair.'have you ever actually spoken to her before?' jaejoong snaps, rubbing his arm resentfully.'hmm,' yunho replies, staring after her.'she said hi once,' changmin supplies helpfully. 'gave him a flyer to a singing concert thing.''oh god, you're pathetic,' jaejoong says impatiently.which is how yunho finds himself holding a bunch of roses and walking towards the girl of his dreams with instructions to talk to her and give her the roses under the pain of death which yunho is pretty damn sure jaejoong will inflict in the most painful way possible.yunho is pretty sure he's sweating.'uh, hey, hyunyoung?' he says, and she turns and blinks up at him and oh she's so tiny he just wants to cuddle her up and protect her from the world.'oh hey! jung yunho, right? oh those are so pretty, who're they for?'yunho blinks. 'uh. you, actually?''me?' hyunyoung exclaims and yunho nods, not feeling quite as nervous in the face of the pink rapidly rising in her cheeks.'yeah. they come with a question.'hyunyoung tilts her head questioningly.'do you wanna go on a date with me?'her cheeks are definitely red and yunho gives himself props as she reaches out for the roses, burying her face in them with a small smile.'okay.'
6. hyunseung (beast)/ q.ri (t-ara): hell yes- beck
jihyun was ready to slap hyunseung through the face, because the only reason he was blasting music this loud was to piss her off, and no she was not being paranoid, he was dancing and keeping eye contact with her the entire- belligerent, defiant eye contact and her fist clenched around her pencil.'why?' she demanded and he shrugged, loose and limber as always.'it's breaktime.''it's exams,' she countered, 'there is no such thing as break time.''why are you using the classroom to study, then,' hyunseung said. 'everyone knows i practice here during break.''i am head girl of the hostel-' jihyun started and hyunseung leaned on his elbows on her desk, shutting her up immediately by his sudden proximity to her face.'i don't care,' he said and her mouth dropped open in indignation.'i am head girl of hostel,' jihyun repeated loudly, 'and that demands a bit of respect.'hyunseung shrugged. 'i didn't vote for you.''maybe not but the majority did,' she snapped.he tilted his head, seemingly surveying her, and she straightened her back, determinedly not noticing how pretty his eyes were.when he suddenly grinned she was taken aback.'tell you what, miss head girl. dance one song with me, and if i think you've had enough fun, i'll leave and let you get back to you studying.''if i've had enough fun-' she started furiously, but he just turned up the music with a smirk, and she slammed her pencil on the table, standing up, because fine.(four songs later and her notes were on the floor, his lips on hers and his hand on her thigh, the wood of the desk rough where her skirt had slid up and this was not in the plan but what the fuck, her next exam was really only two days later.)
7. kwanghee (ze:a)/ rain: top of the world- all american rejects
it's sweet at the top, luxurious and elegant, people's backs as stairs to higher ground, and yet when you look at the ants you call your subjects drowning in a flood of nothingness, the crown never felt heavier.you with the smiling eyes and airs and graces, robes thick on your shoulders, we see how your smile falters when you look at us, your carefully crafted face a figurehead, the face of a ship you have no control over.there's a joker who hides in the shadows, charming and effortlessly handsome, without a care in the world, with sharp eyes and he hold the wheel, he steers the ship and you; you who could have the power if you cared to wrest it from him; you're trapped, caught in your idolatry and while we know it is not you who did this to us, you love the man who did and that man has made you helpless, it's made you dangerous, and for that, when he falls- and he will fall- you will fall too.it's a long way to the bottom, your majesty.we hope you can survive the landing.(long live the king)
8. minki (airplane)/ joo: still in love- caleb denison
she'd been a breath in the wind and yet he'd never been able to forget her smiling face, her soft laugh, her sweet voice.so when he meets her again, years later and his heart stutter in his chest and he's hoping against hope and he stutters out his name and she looks up, hair curling around her face and catches his eye and she slowly smiles, a smile that spreads warmth through his chest because that's all he needs to know that she remembers too.and the years fall like autumn leaves and minki is staring out the window, humming an idle song that's been stuck in his head for days and arms wind around his waist and she's standing on her tippytoes to rest her chin on his shoulder and he enfolds her in his arms and whispers into her hair.'love you, minjoo.'she laughs and buries her nose in his jersey.'love you too.'
9. changbum (100%)/ sera (9muses): i write sins not tragedies- panic! at the disco
changbum leans against the altar, looking around at the empty church, stiff starched collar already scratching at the throat, and he glances down idly to make sure his boutonniere wasn't getting crushed.the decorations are beautiful, flowers falling in waterfalls in elaborate arrangements and he thinks idly that it's a pity the whole thing is a farce.'how do i look?' a soft voice calls, and he turns to see her standing there, dress hugging her figure, flaring out and falling in an elegant marshmallow puff and he feels a grin steal over his face.'beautiful,' he answers.it's not them who are to be standing at the altar.not both of them, at least.'you ready?' he asks and she shakes her head.'no,' she mutters bitterly. 'i should never have been the perfect daughter, then i'd never have been put up for this stupid arrangement.''would a not-perfect daughter not have to?'she laughs. 'as if they'd want anything less than perfection. can't tarnish their reputation now.''how's your reputation?'she sighs. 'flawless, not that i care. but you know that.'he nods slowly. 'i do.'she reached out and grabs his wrist, pulling back his sleeve to check the time, worrying at her bottom lip. 'hey, changbum?''mm?''can i ask you for a special wedding gift?'he raises an eyebrow. 'what is it?'there's a fiery determination in her eyes as she looks up at him and his breath catches in his throat. 'a kiss.'he stills.he's not going to deny her. he can't.so he leans down and she stretches up and their lips brush and it's soft and sweet and tender and bitter, because it's the first and last time it'll ever happen.he finds he can't stay for the ceremony and he's slipping away when he hears a commotion and then a yell of his name and he sees sera running towards him, barefoot and veil-less, skirts held tightly in her hands and he stumbles when she collides with him, throwing her arms around his neck, kissing him fast and hot.'someone saw us,' she says in a hushed voice, delight lacing her words, laughter threatening to bubble out of her throat, cheeks flushed and eyes twinkling, hair less than perfect. 'someone saw us and told him and oh god, they're furious, spitting mad, but the wedding's off, he refuses to marry me and they're probably saying the most horrible things about me, but i don't care, changbum, i don't care, because the wedding's off.'her excitedness infects him, boouying him up inside until he's feeling almost as giddy as her, his arms wrapped around her waist and she kisses him again, deeply, and his head is spinning and this is all he's ever wanted and she pulls away and rests her forehead against his.'run away with me,' she whispers, 'let's just leave. you can do that, right?''we can do that,' he murmurs, 'i'll go anywhere with you.'her eyes are glittering and she's never seemed so free before, a bird ready to spread its wings a fly, soar as he's always known she's wanted to do, and maybe she planned this, maybe everything just fell into place but it's inconsequential, none of it matters, nothing matters except the smile on her face and he's laughing as she's running again, tugging on his hand to make her follow her.he glances down to see his boutonniere is ruined, so he plucks it out and lets it fall, white petals strewn on the path away and everything falls away.everything except her.
10. tao (exo)/ jinwoon (2am): crazy- simple plan
'you read those?' the voice is condescending and zitao lowers the magazine ready to break out his wushu because think what you will, you do not use that tone on him.of course, the guy who said it is roughly the size of a small mountain.well, he looks roughly the same height as tao, but those shoulders are very broad.'excuse me?' tao's tone is icy.mountain-man jerks his head towards the gossip rag in zitao's hands.'you read that shit? it's a bunch of consumerism rubbish, feeding lies and false realities on the braindead populace, forcing unrealistic standards on anyone who buys into it.''not a fan, i'm guessing.'the guy snorts. 'no.''good for you.' zitao raises the magazine again.'look, you look like an okay guy, so i'm going to lay it straight: those things kill your braincells, and basically encapsulate everything that's wrong in the world today. false standards and enforcing conformity while claiming to admire individuality, consumeristic ideals making the world go crazy. so i'm just saying, open your eyes. don't let it draw you in. fight the system,' he urges.'huang zitao!' the receptionist calls, and zitao closes the magazine. 'your anarchistic views are cute,' he says, 'but i'm only reading that shit because there's nothing else to do in a dentist's waiting room, so they're entirely wasted on me.'the guy blinks at him as he stands up. 'oh.''yeah. oh.'when zitao walks out of the dentists office, mountain man springs up from his chair.'hey, look, sorry, we got off on the wrong foot,' he says quickly and tao raises an eyebrow.'no shit, really?''i'm jinwoon, and i'm in a band that's playing at a bar nearby later- if you'd like to swing around, i'd like to buy you a drink to apologise.' the guy smiles and wow, that smile is deadly, zitao thinks.'give me the address,' he says primly, 'and i'll see how i feel.'
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1. doojoon (beast)/ leessem (nine muses)- prompt: weed
sam blew out a cloud of smoke, puffing smoke rings that expanded into misty halos over her head and doojoon stared- partially at the smoke rings in envy and partially at her long legs stretched out over the pillows because oh it was summer and that meant shorts and he was staring.'you want?' she offered, noticing him and holding out the joint, lazy smile on her face.'uh... i was just- looking for sera, she's my project partner-' doojoon tried and sam looked around.'she's not here,' she supplied helpfully, 'i don't know when she's going to be back. do you want a smoke while you wait?''um.''oh, come on,' sam said, rolling onto her stomach, 'do you have somewhere to be?'doojoon considered this. 'actually, no.'sam grinned as he crossed the room in about three steps, wiggling around so she was leaning on the wall and giving him space to sit down.as soon as he was settled, she stretched her legs out again, leaning forward to hand him the joint and to hold the lighter and doojoon was convinced he could feel the heat rising in his cheeks at her proximity, her hair almost brushing her shoulders and long long (long long) legs, and he was sure if he flinched he'd touch her in a way that was not appropriate for passing acquaintances.he breathed a sigh of relief and a lungful of smoke when she leaned back on her pillows again and savoured the taste, figuring that, well, he had to wait for sera anyway.whether or not he'd be in any state to remember what he had to talk to her about was debatable, but yolo.
2. chanyeol (exo)/soyou (sistar)- prompt: lightning
'chanyeol, sit down.''but the lightning-''what about it.''it's pretty!''is it.''... not as pretty as you?''chanyeol, please just- come sit down.'chanyeol's brow furrows as he looks at her, briefly super illuminated by the lightning flashing through the window. the sky rumbles a few beats later and he n0otices her flinch and- oh. he didn't notice that before.'are you scared of thunder?' he asks and she scowls at him.'no.''really?' he asks after the next roar of thunder. 'because you just jumped.''this is like the loudest thunderstorm i have ever sat through, okay,' she whined, 'it sounds like the ground is cracking up and opening portals to hell and we're all going to die.'chanyeol blinked at her.'you're the one who insists on horror movies,' she mumbles and he laughs and bounds over to her, flopping down and wrapping his arm around her.'don't worry, jihyun-ah. i'll protect you,' he coos and oh that is a very indignant look directed at him.'i do not need your protection, park chanyeol.''but-''go make me hot chocolate.'he thinks about protesting, but she's cuddled up in her blanket, her hair bunching around her ears and she's widening her eyes at him and-'okay,' he says meekly and presses a kiss to her forehead, 'one cup of hot chocolate with extra marshmallows coming right up.'
3. krystal (f(x))/ rain- prompt: mop
'yeah, no.'jihoon blinked. 'excuse me?'krystal tossed her hair a little and and looked disdainfully at the mop he held out to her. 'that's not gonna happen.''what do you mean it's not going to happen?' jihoon protested.'i'm not mopping the bathrooms.''but- detention-' jihoon tried.krystal shrugged. 'i'll do filing or something, i'm not mopping the bathroom.'jihoon drew himself up to his full height, trying to figure out how someone so slight could be so intimidating. 'listen, young lady, detention is a punishment, you do not get to pick and choose what you will or won't do, you do what i tell you to do, and i am telling you to mop the bathrooms!' 'and i'm telling you, sir, that i'm not going to do it,' she returned and jihoon gaped.he made a garbled noise of annoyance and stormed off, leaving krystal inspecting her nails coolly.it was with great satisfaction that he watched krystal push her hair off her face in an irritated huff half an hour later, mop in hand and bathroom floor glistening where the water had hit.'thank you,' he said and kahi laughed next to him.'not a problem.''i owe you.'kahi patted his shoulder. 'you always do.'
4. mark (got7)/ narae (spica)- prompt: champagne
it was mark's first event alone and his parents had wandered off, leaving him alone and godammit why did jackson have to not be there, because without jackson as a (super loud) buffer, the sheer amounts of people were making mark nervous, and should the champagne really be flowing quite so freely, this was probably his third glass.he didn't even particularly like champagne.but, despite all the drinking 'practice' jackson had coerced him into, the bubbles were getting to his head (probably because all he'd had to eat since lunch were the thumb-sized mushroom stuffed puff pastry things that mark was sure were more for show than anything else because that was not food unless it was placed on top of a steak or a pile of mashed potato. it was garnishing, not food.).he reached out for his glass of champagne from the low table he'd taken refuge next to after eating a few of the garnishings in hopes of lessening the swirliness beginning to happen in his head, and he needed something to wet his throat before he got started on the last one in his hand, but his hand collided with another one reaching for the same glass. startled, he looked up-and nearly dropped his vol au vent because wow, the lady trying to steal his champagne was stunning.'sorry,' she laughed and mark shook his head hastily.'no, no, my fault,' he burbled, 'please, take it, it's yours.'she glanced at him a little oddly, smile still in place. 'actually, mine's on that side of the tray.'a quick glance proved that there was indeed a glass of champagne on the other side of the tray (whoops, mark could have sworn that was full a minute ago).'you can have this one too if you want?' mark offered weakly and she laughed.'i'm narae,' she introduced, 'sorry if i seem rude, but you seem a little young to be at a cancer fund event.''my parents brought me,' he explained, 'i've been coming to them for a couple years now, but normally my best friend jackson comes with- but he has this fencing thing, so he couldn't come this year.'narae nodded. 'interesting.''oh, i'm mark,' mark said hastily, belatedly realising he had not introduced himself.narae grinned at him and mark could hear jackson's voice in his head telling him to make a move, be a man.'well, mark, it was lovely meeting you, and again, i'm sorry for trying to steal your champagne. i have to get back to my friends now, but maybe i'll see you around?'mark nodded enthusiastically. 'yeah, yeah, totally, i'd like that.' what.narae laughed and flashed him a dazzling smile before moving through the crowd again and mark held in a smile as he took a large swig of his champagne.(and promptly choked because bubbles up his nose)
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1. chanhyuk (akmu)/changmin (tvxq): this is how i disappear- my chemical romance
'changmin-hyung!'changmin jolted in his seat at the yell, looking around wildly.'changmin-hyung!' kyuhyun muttered incoherently next to him as changmin tried to pinpoint the source of the yell- when he finally managed to, he just got more confused.'changmin-hyung!' the guy's hands were cupped around his mouth as he yelled, glasses riding up his face, large bow affixed to his head, and a small girl next to him.changmin didn't recognise him at all.but then, the guy seemed to know him- or so it appeared, as he started waving frenetically in changmin's direction. 'changmin-hyung!''who's that?' jonghyun asked, his mouth full of chips.'i have no idea,' changmin replied, mentally running through possible places he might know this guy from.'that your kid with him?' kyuhyun asked and changmin spared a moment to send him a withering look with jonghyun.'why would you come to that conclusion?' he asked dryly.kyuhyun shrugged. 'he's calling you and there's a small child- shut up.'jonghyun paused in his laughter to howl out. 'it's a guy, kyuhyun!''i said shut up!''changmin-hyung!' the guy yelled louder, getting changmin's attention again. 'i can see you, stop trying to hide!'hide? now changmin was lost. nothing he was doing could be construed as hiding. at his height, he'd learned not to try hiding in a seated crowd. but... the guy was yelling his name. and waving in his general direction. changmin glanced around and saw a guy a few seats down in the row in front of him sinking down in his seat, covering his face with his hand as if avoiding someone's gaze.he recognised him- he was in the grade below him, and changmin knew him because his name was also changmi- oh.changmin looked closer. there was a definite family resemblance between other-changmin and yelling-kid.'it's your turn to babysit!' a guy who appeared to be changmin's friend gave him a shove at the yell and stood up, waving his arms frantically. 'bring her here, chanhyuk!'yelling-guy- chanhyuk, his name appeared to be- grinned and grabbed what changmin could only assume was his sister's hand and starting pulling her up the stairs as other-changmin groaned slightly and then put on a smile as she approached.'hey, soohyun-ah!' he said earnestly, 'play with jokwon-oppa's hair, okay? oppa has a headache and you can't play with my hair.'chanhyuk rolled his eyes. 'whatever, hyung. just because you spent three hours styling it this morning. see you guys later!''not yours, then,' kyuhyun commented and changmin whacked him on the head. 'why!' kyuhyun cried.'trying to knock some sense into you,' changmin replied and jonghyun perked up, leaning over changmin to reach over to whack kyuhyun.'here, i'll help!' he said brightly, which rapidly descended into changmin trying to protect his face from the flying hands of a squabbling jonghyun and kyuhyun.'children, please!' he cried.
2. youngjae (b.a.p)/ yura (girls' day): you know- laura marling
'oppa!' youngjae turned at the call, midly curious- and then stumbling and almost falling as yura barrelled into him.'i haven't seen you for ages!' she beamed after she let him go, and youngjae laughed.'i've been staying at university a lot recently, the workload's been hectic.'yura raised an eyebrow teasingly. 'the workload, huh?'youngjae laughed. 'what are you implying, huh?''you know,' yura said.'no, i don't,' youngjae insisted.she rolled her eyes. 'please, oppa, i dated sunggyu.''yah, are you comparing me to him?' youngjae said indignantly. 'wait- dated? you guys broke up?'yura looked surprised. 'you didn't know?''i've been at university since like the beginning of the year, i'm afraid i'm not incredibly up to date on the local gossip,' youngjae said dryly. 'when did this happen?'yura tapped her chin thoughtfully. 'umm... beginning of the year? no- during the long holidays.''you're okay? you guys were together for a while.'yura shrugged. 'perfectly fine. we're still friends.''why'd you break up?' youngjae asked, leaning against a nearby wall.'oh, you know,' yura said airily, 'he liked someone else. they're together now.''he left you for someone else?' youngjae repeated, surprised. 'who?' he thought for a second. 'was it yoona? they always were close.'yura burst out laughing. 'oh no. i was about to say that it was a funny story, but that's far funnier. no, not yoona. why would you think that.''well, she's really pretty,' youngjae explained, 'and if he left you for someone else, she'd have to be ridiculously pretty.'yura beamed. 'thank you, oppa, that's sweet.''anything for my gaming protege,' youngjae said, 'so who?'yura tossed her hair over her shoulder. 'you know my friend, minah?''he left you for your friend?' youngjae exclaimed.yura laughed. 'no, no, no. her brother.''her-' youngjae paused. 'what?''you know, woohyun. the second brother,' yura prompted.'he left you for a guy.''it was a mutual thing. i knew it was going to happen. woohyun was pursuing him quite vehemently. i watched sunggyu go from 'who is this person he needs to leave me alone' to 'i think i might like him'. it was sweet.'youngjae blinked at her. 'and you were completely okay with it.''i adore sunggyu, but our relationship ran its course a long time ago, you know.'youngjae eyed her, his eyes slipping down to her legs. 'no, i really don't.'
3.mark (got7)/boram (t-ara) (/pillow) : i'm only sleeping- the beatles
boram stared down at the redhead kid curled up in her bed, cuddling her pillow.she backed up to the door. 'hyunyoung?' she called down the stairs, keeping an eye on the guy in her bed.'give me one sec, jackson's gonna cheat if i leave now!' came the yell from downstairs. boram spared the kid a glance as he snuffled into the pillow and closed the door before heading downstairs. 'your friend's in my bed,' boram said.'what?' hyunyoung said, distracted by the tv screen, her car screeching over the finish line just before jackson's- at least, that's what boram assumed happened, jumping by the remote flying in the air as hyunyoung let out a delighted whoop and jackson let at a yell of annoyance. hyunyoung turned to boram. 'sorry, what did you say?''your friend. is in my bed,' boram repeated.'friend? you mean mark?' hyunyoung said and looked around the room. 'when did he leave?''i wondered why he wasn't cheering me on,' jackson commented, and hyunyoung snorted.'please, as if he'd support you.''dreamkiller,' jackson shot back.hyunyoung stuck her tongue out at him. 'wait, did you say he was in your bed?''who's in whose bed?' changseob asked as he wandered to the kitchen.'mark's in unni's bed,' hyunyoung told him and he grinned cheekily at boram.'nuna, i know you like them young, but i think that might be illegal. what's he doing in your bed?' boram could feel the heat rise in her cheeks at changseob's suggestive tone. 'he's just sleeping!' she exclaimed, 'i got home like ten minutes ago to find him asleep in my bed!' she turned to hyunyoung. 'why is he in my bed!''maybe he's waiting for you,' changseob teased, poking her in the side with a biscuit.'shouldn't you be with sunyoung or something?' boram snapped, and changseob shrugged, popping the biscuit into his mouth.'broke up last week,' he mumbled around the crumbs, and boram was flooded with instant regret and she reached out to touch his arm, and he gave her a half-smile. 'guessing you haven't spoken to her yet.''changseob-''i'm fine, nuna,' he interrupted, 'it's not like this is the first time. good luck with the preteen in your bed.' he flashed her a grin and headed back upstairs, biscuit hanging from his mouth.boram turned to hyunyoung, ready to demand an explanation.'he might have mixed up our rooms?' hyunyoung offered.'he doesn't have the best sense of direction,' jackson added and hyunyoung gave him a look.'it's better than yours. but this is only the second time he's been here and our rooms are opposite each other.'boram sighed. 'okay.''i'll wake him up for you if you want, nuna,' jackson volunteered, 'i do it all the time.''no, it's okay,' boram sighed, 'i babysit sometimes.'boram went up the stairs slowly and peered in, crinkling her nose to see him drooling a bit on the pillow. 'mark?' she called softly, walking over and resting her hand gently on his shoulder. 'mark?'mark's eyes opened slowly and he blinked blearily up at her.'hyunyoung's room is across the hall,' boram said softly, and mark blinked slowly again before bolting upright, colour flooding his cheeks.'sorry, nuna,' he said, his voice sleep-roughened, 'i got lost. sorry.''it's okay,' boram said with a soft smile. 'but uh- you can take the pillow.'
4. minwoo (boyfriend)/ joo: lollipop- aqua
'joo-nuna~' minwoo called sweetly and joo looked over from where she was heating food up.'yes?''can i have a lollipop?' he asked, fluttering his eight-year-old adorable eyelashes at her.joo glanced at the microwave countdown (3:01, 3:00, 2:59) and looked back at him. 'we're about to have supper, minwoo.''please?' he begged. she shook her head. 'you won't eat your supper.''i will!' he insisted.'you can't have a lollipop before supper.''but i want one!''after supper, maybe,' she relented.'but i want one now!''your mom won't like that.''but changbeommie-hyung has one!''what?' joo whirled around and looked into the lounge to see the eleven year old sitting crosslegged in front of the tv, lollipop in his mouth. 'changbeom!' she exclaimed.'i'll still eat supper, nuna!' he called and she sighed. she'd demand more pay, but they were still easier than looking after her siblings.
5. boram (t-ara)/kim woobin: given up- linkin park
boram stared at her (very tall, very attractive) classmate bouncing around her cousin's room, yelling out indecipherable english as sungjoon played discordant riffs on his guitar.'oh my god. what is this racket,' joo said next to her, putting her hands over her ears. 'i'm going to unplug the speakers.''no, don't!' boram exclaimed, reaching out to catch joo's arm, and joo raised an eyebrow at her. 'they're having fun,' she tried and joo laugh, settling back down next to as sungjoon played a solo that didn't go with the song at all, making a face boram couldn't help but laugh at.'whatever,' joo teased, 'you're just enjoying watching woobin leap around.''shut up,' boram whined, smacking joo lightly on her leg, her breath hiccupping at she heard woobin yell out what she recognised as an english swearword.'it shouldn't be attractive, right. him swearing,' joo whispered in boram's ear and boram collapsed into her side.'he's just so long and pretty,' she whimpered.'don't you have a crush on like all of sungjoon's friends?' joo asked.'shh,' boram said, glancing at woobin, veins popping out on his neck as he screamed into the can of deodorant he was using as a microphone. 'have you seen them?'joo nodded. 'so that's why you come to my house all the time. seeing them at school isn't enough, huh?''they're pretty,' boram said defensively and joo giggled.boram leaned against joo and continued watching woobin, perfectly content to ignore the noise.until ilhoon marched in and yanked the main plug out, and woobin and sungjoon looked at him in surprise.'could you please stop murdering the concept of music,' ilhoon asked them, 'it's painful to everyone in a ten mile radius.'