Within a week, the only person who didn’t know about Junmyeon’s crush on Jongdae was Jongdae himself. This didn’t please Junmyeon, who had worked for years to keep the whole thing secret. It had been quite easy because his friends were only interested in the lives of everyone else, and couldn’t care less about Junmyeon. He wasn’t exciting. He’d been born in California and had a biology degree and knew lots of things about medical research and absolutely nothing about which clothes were last season.

He knew that this didn’t exactly place him on an equal footing with Jongdae. At the age of twenty-five, Jongdae was the marketing director of an international cosmetics chain. He owned a one bedroom apartment in Manhattan and wore specially tailored suits and was dating a French model who Junmyeon wanted to set on fire.

“That guy’s a jerk,” Kyungsoo had said, the first and only time they’d met Marc. Zitao had told Jongdae so to his face. The man hadn’t spoken to anyone, only in French to Jongdae, and left early without telling anyone. Baekhyun had just informed them that he’d stormed out of a photo-shoot today because there weren’t enough ice cubes in the water.

Junmyeon slumped across the bar, almost upsetting Baekhyun’s cocktail. Baekhyun moved it out of the way, sucking on an orange slice. “What is he doing with that guy,” he groaned. “He’s a dick head.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Luhan said. “He just has really terrible taste in guys.”

There was a pause. “Hey,” said Zitao, hurt, because he and Jongdae had dated briefly during college before it became apparent that their separate collections of designer clothing were at war and their relationship couldn’t be salvaged after an argument over wardrobe space.

run, chanyeol, run!

Baekhyun sits and eats cereal idly while he watches Chanyeol run around like a chicken with its head cut off. “If you’d woken up earlier,” he begins.

“Do not talk to me,” Chanyeol shrieks, racing across the kitchen with one shoe on and no socks. “Oh my god, this is ridiculous, where is my coat–”

“On your bed,” Baekhyun says. “Where you threw it yesterday when you came in.”

“Why do I even own a bed,” Chanyeol says, like it’s the bed’s fault that he’s late for class. “It’s not like I’m using it for sleeping in.”

“So I can make you sleep there when you piss me off,” Baekhyun tells him. He points his spoon at Chanyeol, who freezes. “You need to put socks on.”

Chanyeol looks down at his feet and loses his eyebrows in his hairline. “I have no idea how that happened,” he says.

(Source: sehoon-ah, via falsifications)

“oh my god,” says sehun.

“i can explain,” jongin says a little desperately. 

“well, i’d hope so,” sehun says, “because there should be a good explanation as to why you’re half naked in the middle of the school grounds on a tuesday morning and oh my god,” he takes a step backwards, “is chanyeol’s crazy contagious?”

“god i hope not,” says jongin, who has not sat up and is lying on his back on the floor with his pajama shirt tattered into bits and his stomach and chest out for all to see. sehun would avert his eyes except, golden. “i have enough to handle without that.”

sehun narrows his eyes at him. “did you go dancing with the unicorns,” he asks. “is that what you did.” 

“no.”

“just because chanyeol says it will help you pass owls does not mean that it actually will.”

jongin stares at him. “god,” he says, “you are such a hufflepuff.”

it takes sehun a couple of seconds. “did you just call me stupid?”

Pennies and Dimes →

Title: Pennies and Dimes 
Fandom: Infinite, Girl’s Day (AU, !university)
Pairing: Sungyeol/Sungjong, Woohyun/Sunggyu, Hoya/Yura
Word count: 14,229
Rating: PG
Summary: While Woohyun has had Sunggyu for a tutor for just four weeks, Sungyeol has been mentoring Sungjong since the start of the school year. Sungyeol has had this Thing for Sungjong for close to two months and he wasn’t entirely sure that Woohyun even knew who Sungjong was.

falsifications:

C R Y I N G

Sunhee raced through the library, hair falling out of her bun and almost dropping two sketchbooks as she went. Pretty much everyone in the general study zone stopped what they were doing and stared. She reached the table that Luhan and Sehun were sitting at, dropped her things, and shrieked, “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me about Sehun making out with Kai!”

Luhan, who had been sinking in his seat out of embarrassment, sat up suddenly. “Wait, what?” he asked.

Sehun, who was bent over his Mechanics textbook so that he could avoid looking like he knew Sunhee in any way, shape or form, said, “Oh shit.”

(Source: smtowntfln)

glitter bright →

Title: glitter bright
Fandom: Infinite (AU, !university)
Pairing: Sungyeol/Sungjong, background Woohyun/Sunggyu, Hoya/Yura
Word count: 1,841
Rating: PG
Summary: In which Sungyeol is out of Sungjong’s league, Sungjong doesn’t get it, Woohyun is a bit of a dick, and there are lesbian vampires.

Choi Minjung has the best legs in the entire school. Choi Minjung’s legs are probably why roughly 60% of the guys turn up each week to the girls soccer matches. Choi Minjung’s legs would stop traffic if she didn’t insist on covering them up in ugly sweatpants whenever she is outside her apartment, like, say, sitting in the class that she happens to share with Gwiboon.

Gwiboon wouldn’t mind so much, except that she hooked up with Minjung during first semester of sophomore year, and it’s beginning to look like she needs to start attending soccer matches if she ever wants to see those legs in all their glory ever again.

Jonghee, leaning back in her chair with her hair tied back, dark roots embarrassingly long by this point, says, “You need help, my friend.”

“Oh, go hit on that musical theatre major again,” Gwiboon says crossly. 

(via areumdaunsonyeo)

for Diana

Friendly Vampire
or; Open Wider, I Can Almost See Forever

Hoya can’t remember whose idea it was (Sungjong’s) but somewhere between Dongwoo wrapping a black cloak around himself and proclaiming, “I vant to suck your blood”, and Sunggyu producing a giant bottle of brandy from underneath his bed, he starts to think that maybe it was a bad one.

He also wonders how much alcohol Sunggyu actually has ferreted away, and whether Woohyun knows where it is.

It’s not really that much of a costume party, in reality. They’ve had to make do with whatever they had lying around their dorm. The cape belongs to Myungsoo, and no one has bothered asking why he owns it, because it’s Myungsoo. Sungjong is in the dress he wore to dance to The Boys on Strong Heart, and they (okay, Sunggyu) managed to convince Woohyun to wear the Orange Caramel dress so now he’s stomping around the dorm showing off horribly hairy legs. Sungyeol disappeared for half an hour and turned up in a plaid shirt claiming to be Myungsoo. He does a remarkably good impression.

Hoya’s wearing his animal pajamas, because it was easier to just be a tiger, and Dongwoo keeps draping the cloak over his face like they’re playing peek-a-boo. 

falsifications:

the fuck is wrong with you

Shinwoo walks out of the kitchen and finds Myungsoo holding Dongwoo’s new puppy underneath the front legs, swinging it gently back and forth like it’s a pendulum. “What are you doing?” Shinwoo asks, not sure if this is another one of Those Weird Myungsoo Things That He Didn’t Know About When He Was Bringing Him Coffee And Seducing Him Gently With Caramel Syrup.

“Hypnotizing it,” Myungsoo says in a soft hushed voice, and Shinwoo realises that yes, it is one of Those Weird Myungsoo Things.

“Why?”

“So that it’ll stop pooping everywhere.”

“I don’t think you can actually hypnotize a dog. I don’t think that’s even possible.”

“Quiet,” Myungsoo says in a commanding tone. “I am the Dog Whisperer.”

“Sure,” says Shinwoo. The dog gives him a look that asks why Shinwoo is just standing there while he is subjected to this madness. Shinwoo bends down and gently rescues the dog. When he sets it on the ground it scatters off across the tiles towards the stairs, where it sits barking, waiting for one of the girls to come collect him. 

Myungsoo looks disappointed. Shinwoo wonders if, now that the Dog Whisperer is no more, they can leave and get the food that Myungsoo promised three hours ago, before their detour to Dongwoo’s place to see the dog. That Doctor Who boxset isn’t going to watch itself.

(Source: blueparakeet)

Cho Kyuhyun was just voted the most stylish man in Korea.

This is ironic, because Cho Kyuhyun hired a stylist five years ago and hasn’t dressed himself in public ever since.

No one knows about the stylist, though. In terms of the scandal it would cause, it would be easier to just call Sungmin his lover if anyone ever saw Sungmin come out of his apartment at 3am after hanging up all the outfits Kyuhyun is supposed to wear over the following week while Sungmin takes some long overdue vacation and flies to Japan with his boyfriend. Kyuhyun pays Sungmin an extortionate amount of money to keep this whole thing a secret, to the point where only three other people know about it: Heechul, Kyuhyun’s vice-president; Ryeowook, Kyuhyun’s PA; and Henry, the intern who accidentally walked in on a meeting one day and was promptly promoted to Kyuhyun’s sort-of-secretary. Then they found out that Henry didn’t speak enough Korean for anyone to pay attention, but he knows where to get the best coffee in the whole of Seoul so Kyuhyun keeps him.

As far as Kyuhyun knows, Sungmin’s boyfriend thinks Sungmin is a professional dog walker. A really fucking good professional dog walker, for how much money he makes.

(Source: boks, via grisclair)