1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. Only listen once, stop when the song is over!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
mblaq; g.o/seungho | pg | 36 words | 8eight / 내 삶의 빛(Intro)
“Why do you even listen to this?” Seungho says.
Byunghee raises an eyebrow and tries to come up with an answer. Before he even gets the first syllable out of his mouth, the song is over.
mblaq; seungho/joon | pg | 92 words | Cobra Starship / Pete Wentz Is The Only Reason We're Famous
“Are you sure we need to do this?”
Joon turns around and grabs Seungho’s shoulders. “Hyung, how many times do I need to tell you that spying on other gangs is necessary to survive here?”
“But – ”
Joon suddenly tugs Seungho down. They hear some yelling and Joon curses.
“Do you think they saw us?” Seungho asks with a slight tremor in his voice.
“I think we did.”
They look up to see their enemy Byunghee looking down at them.
“This is not what it looks like…” Seungho starts.
“You’ve got 10 seconds to run.”
mblaq; g.o/seungho | pg | 50 words | SNSD / Genie (teaser)
“You have teaser songs on your phone too?”
Byunghee tilts his head to the side. “I guess.”
“Hmm. It’s SNSD. Of course you have the teaser song on your phone.”
Byunghee cocks his head toward Seungho. “So you know it’s SNSD. Hyung, I thought you weren’t interested in girl groups.”
mblaq; joon/mir | pg | 32 words | Unknown / A Phone Is Coming (parody)
Joon looks at his phone. He’s not sure what this weird sound is that seems to be coming out of his phone, but he’s sure Mir has something to do with it.
mblaq; joon-centric | pg | 107 words | Beast / Lights Go On Again
He feels like he’s drowning. The water turns black, and he gets sucked in deeper with every second that passes. He gets scared – he doesn’t like the dark, never liked it – but he doesn’t have the will to fight anymore. Joon just wants to give in and disappear into nothingness.
Suddenly a face appears in front of him. He recognizes it as someone important, someone he knew many years ago. When his body was at his best, his hair fluffy and untamable. That person once told him, “You don’t have to be afraid of the dark, because at the end of the night, it'll become light again.”
infinite; hoya/sungjong | pg | 91 words | Wonderboys / Genie
“You have got to be kidding me,” Howon says.
“Why? Don’t you think this is the best idea ever?”
“No it’s not.”
Sungjong pouts and stands up. “Just watch.”
Howon watches how Sungjong does every move accurately, his legs lifting at the right moment and his expression bright – exactly like the original dance.
“Don’t you think it’s perfect? We have to convince the PD that Infinite can be the new Wonderboys,” Sungjong says, skipping over to Howon. “Come on, you know you want to do this.”
infinite; hoya/sungjong | pg | 202 words | SHINee / Sherlock (Clue + Note)
“This is our clue? A feather?” Sungjong glares at the feather. “So our conclusion is the killer is a bird. Mystery solved.”
Howon groans. “You can’t just give up that easily. The feather could be our main clue for all we know. Maybe the killer has a bird. Or the killer wore a hat with feathers. Maybe the killer is a woman who wore a feathery dress.”
“Or maybe the victim was murdered during a pillow fight,” Sungjong says sarcastically. “Seriously Howon, it could be anythi-”
“That’s it! Sungjong you’re brilliant!” Howon jumps excitedly.
“Now I know I’m brilliant, but what exactly have I done for you to admit that?”
“The victim is smothered by a pillow. That explains why there are no other clues!”
“Oh. Well. Does this mean we can go home now?” Sungjong says, walking over to the door.
“What? No, we still need to write everything down and prove –”
“Yeah, yeah, you figure that out on your own.” Sungjong waves from the doorstep. “See you tomorrow, detective Lee.”
“No, wait. Where are you going? Sungjong? Sungjong! Wait – ”
“WHAT IS THIS? WHY IS THERE A FLAMINGO HERE?”
Howon looks at the pink feather in his hand. Oh.
infinite; hoya/dongwoo | pg | 93 words | Death Cab For Cutie / The Sound of Settling
Dongwoo groans as he lifts another box. “I hate moving.”
“Come on, it’s just a couple of boxes.”
“Just a couple of boxes? It’s lots of boxes and a couch and chairs and a table and -”
Howon grabs the box out of Dongwoo’s hands. “Alright, you go inside and decorate everything the way you want. I’ll finish this.”
Dongwoo beams at the younger boy. “You’re the best boyfriend ever.”
“Just for the record, we’re going to grow old and die in this place. There’s no way I’m ever moving again.”
super junior; kibum/donghae | pg | 199 words | Haha & Taw / Laugh and Cry
He doesn’t really give it any thought when he bumps into Kibum on the street. Not really. Chances are the boy will only remember him vaguely, just like the thought of Kibum is like a blurry memory in Donghae’s mind.
When their shoulders brush, it’s just that. Nothing more. Two strangers bumping into each other, turning around half annoyed, half feeling apologetic. Briefly looking up and locking eyes –
He does remember. Of course he does. How could he forget someone who used to be the most important thing in life. How could he not give it any thought, when it feels like he’s punched in the gut and kicked until he doesn’t have the strength to stand anymore.
(Blurry memories become clear and vivid, a rush of feelings suddenly hitting him full force.
Their shoulders bumping as Kibum teases him, grinning as he presses a kiss to Donghae’s head. Hands clasped tightly as they walk home, goodbye kisses at the doorstep, cheesy lines before waving goodbye.)
Donghae collects his thoughts and mutters a sorry. He pretends he doesn’t see Kibum’s eyes lightning up in recognition. He moves aside and walks on.
They’re just strangers. There’s nothing more to it.
super junior; zhou mi/kyuhyun | pg | 126 words | BLØF / Liefs Uit Londen (Love From London)
for lindeyyy, because this is basically our story ♥
Zhou Mi sends Kyuhyun a postcard from China while he’s busy filming a show he forgot the name of. He soon gets one back, with Kyuhyun claiming it’s just because Zhou Mi would whine about it if he didn’t.
It soon becomes a habit though, both sending postcards from whatever country or city they’re visiting.
I love you, let’s meet soon, is what’s written in each one Zhou Mi sends. Kyuhyun reads them, over and over, memorizing the handwriting, tracing the little hearts with his fingertips.
And just because he’s polite he sends postcards back, always making sure he hides his I love you too, I miss you, we’ll meet soon!, in between lines of you’re silly, don’t whine, you can just call me you know?