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“I don’t think I can do this, I don’t really know how to dance,” You said as you watched turn on a slow song and offering his hand to you but L just chuckled and shook his head, as if saying it doesn’t really matter he just wanted to dance with you, you took his hand and he pulled you forward.
His hand wrapped themselves around your waist while yours went on to his neck, he swayed both of you to the soft rhythm of them song and you found yourself resting your check on his chest.
“You’re not too bad at this,” You heard him whisper, but you almost missed it.
You didn’t utter a single word and neither did he, both of you enjoying the silence of the moment. You looked up at him in the middle of the song, your chin resting on his chest instead of your head; he looked down at you feeling the sudden movement.
L stared in to your eyes and you found yourself not being able to tear your gaze away from those dark brown eyes, he leaned down a bit, his bangs resting on your forehead.
You bit down on the insilde of your checks as he leaned down more, your lips only centimeters apart, you saw his eyes beginning to close and you shut your eyes. Feeling his breath on your mouth, “You have no idea how much I want to kiss you right now,” He said pulling away,
A possible new story, what do y’all think?
Here’s something i know quite bit about
Rompiendo Mi Corazón (Breaking My Heart)
In love there no guarantee’s there was nothing that could predict what would happen in a relationship,
There are many possibilities of what could happen; stay happy, get married, stay happy and have kids, have kids, get divorced, break up early on, never date in the first place, and break up after years of being together.
But what happens most of the time is breaking each other’s hearts.
And there are a lot of different heart breaks, but most of the time they’re the ones when both parties know they don’t love each other anymore, but they stay together just so they won’t be lonely, or because to end it,
And it’s hard to end it; it’s hard to end when it’s like this, because you’ve gotten attached to that other person and even if they’re no longer what they were to you, you still don’t want to hurt each other because you know that they’re such an amazing person and that they don’t deserve that.
Your fools in love, to place it in simple, fools trapped in a relationship they have no business being in.
And that’s what yours and DO’s relationship is, you’re both fools in love, more like fools out of love, you’re both in this relationship, because you feel obligated to be in, you were both fools, such fools, you were doing more bad then good;
You were “Rompiendo Sus Corazónes’ without even knowing it
I love knowing Spanish sometimes (even though I absolutely hate the damn language a ninety nine point nine percent of the time), there a just some words that are pure perfection, Chinese is good too, but my Chinese has been sucking lately.
¿Qué Será? (What will be?)
Life threw you a lot of curveballs at you, no, wait, life liked to throw ten tones of boulders at you and see how you’d your ass get out of it. It was this funny little game life played with, but now, now, life was just fucking you over.
And it was life; it was him, Kai. He honestly couldn’t just get the message, even when you had said in such clear words; “Fuck off”,he was just a stubborn little fuck.
Seriously; he didn’t understand that you liked being free, you didn’t like being restrained, you liked… you liked being as free as a bird.
Because no matter what happened in life you were as free as a bird and you were happy.
But thanks to Kai that wasn’t the case anymore, and the thing about it was; it wasn’t that you didn’t want to date.
It was just that you didn’t like to date anymore; you had gotten seriously messed up in a relationship and now you just didn’t date much.
Whatever life throws your way; you’d take it with a smile even those ten toned boulders it liked to throw at you.
You weren’t totally against it either though, especially with this new ten toned boulder that went by Kai, he made it hard to not want to date, that persistence and cockiness of his, was attracting you to him. A lot more than you were willing to admit to. But you weren’t willing to giving, just like that.
So the question now was;
Thank you N for the word, and oh Seoul, I’m going to hell I read penis instead of ‘Pain’, I’m going straight to hell.
It pained Suho to know that you felt so lonely; you didn’t know that he knew, because he had heard you talking about it over the phone. It broke his heart in to a million pieces to hear how lonely and sad you were,
How much you were hurting and he hadn’t known a thing, how he could’ve been doing things to make you happier, but he was too busy to even notice how sad you were.
It was a bit funny though; Suho thought he was going a great job with you, he thought you were happy, he was happy, he thought you were both happy, he thought things were going great, and despite the busy schedules he thought you guys were in a good place in your relationship, that was what he thought at least.
He was wrong.
You were in so much pain, you were so lonely, so miserable, and he hadn’t even notice, he felt so bad, he felt like he should’ve been paying more attention to you, he felt like, maybe, just maybe, he could’ve helped you out before you felt like he did. He felt like if he had paid more attention to you then maybe he would’ve noticed and not found out by you having a conversation with your friend over the phone about how miserable you were.
It pained Suho, especially since he couldn’t be with you as much as he liked, and he assumed that just made you feel worse. Suho was in pain because you were in pain, and you were in pain because you were with Suho.
Maybe it was better to end the pain, then to try to fix it.
This ended better but there was a black out and it wiped out half of this.
Semi, kind of, I guess you could say it’s related to ‘Disloyal’.
Kris was offended. And he was never the type to be offended easily; he wasn’t the type to take what other said to heart, but when it came to you,
Kris was as easily offended as a five year old, he could never take a hit from you, but that was because you were the girl he loved.
And it wasn’t his fault what had happened, you had seen something, you assumed it was his fault and then it was over, just as fast as it started it had ended.
Kris was offended. How you believe he was capable of such things, how you believed what you saw but didn’t believe what he said. But I guess it’s true what they say ‘Actions speak louder than words’ ‘You have to see it to believe’.
And you did see it, and you did believe it.
But you didn’t believe his words, but then again words can be driven away with the wind, words meant nothing, actions, proving things that meant things. Because you could say many things, you could say anything you wanted, but to believe it? To do it? That’s a whole other twenty dollars.
Kris was offended on how you didn’t believe it; he was baffled, had he mean nothing to you? or had he just been that bad of boyfriend that you couldn’t believe a word that he said. Either way Kris was just;
Longer than most of the tittle but this one’s related to ‘C’ which is for ‘Childish’, which was Sehun’s first drabble of the series.
Now I’ve got a get a move on, I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket but I’ve gotta get a move on with my life.
That Childish cycle that you played with him, it was horrible no good could have come with it, you knew it, he knew it, his friends knew, your friends knew, people that didn’t know both of you well knew it, yet you both still played.
I guess you could say it was an addictive game, spiting insults at each other, screaming until dawn, breaking things, throwing things at each other, ignoring each other for day’s weeks even, and then going on dates; holding hands, kissing, hugging like any normal couple would, but you two were far from normal.
You used each other, you toyed with each other, but it was more Sehun than anyone.
Sehun had started it, and you kept it up, Sehun three the firewood, you three the matches, Sehun light it up, you added more firewood, then he added more fire word, and both of you added gasoline to it.
But now, now you were going end it, you were sick of these games, you wanted to move on, and be with someone that actually loved you.
Even though you loved Sehun, but you knew he didn’t feel that way for you, he loved to bother you, he loved to joke around with you, he loved to mess around with you, but he didn’t love you, even though you loved him. And even if you loved,
Now you had to get a move, you were going to miss him like a child misses their blanket, but you had to get a move on with your life.
Thank you N for the stupid word that my brother said and making go through my playlist of Taylor Swift songs! And kudos to me for being able to include the tittle and character of ‘C’.
Luhan acted sometimes who he looked, like a baby, Childish; maybe that’s why he and Sehun were best friends. But he wasn’t nearly as childish as Sehun was.
Luhan was more… he was… He knew what he wanted, he knew how to get it, and when something was his, it was his, and anything less was just NG (No Good).
When something was his it was his, there was nothing that could change that. It sounded possessives, it sounded a bit petty even, but that was just Luhan.
And that’s what you were to him, his, no one could ever mean more to him than you did, he could never want to protect anyone more than he did with you, and no one would ever be able to love you more than he did.
You were one of those things that will never let go of, because you were his. He was yours. And he always made sure you knew what you were to him.
You were; “mine”.
(Such a predictable word to use, semi related to A and A was for Amor no correspondido.)
Love brought many complications, it brought problems, it brought heartaches, it brought fights, but it didn’t just bring bad things it brought good things as well.
Love brought happiness, it brought joy, it brought someone that sticks with you through thick and thin, it brought someone that was there for you no matter what. That was what love brought to Lay.
It brought all those things, but the thing it brought most was confusion.
Love was tricky little bastard, because sometimes, no, most times, we loved people that we shouldn’t love. We loved people we couldn’t have, we loved people we couldn’t love, and most we loved people that were just unattainable, that were just unreachable.
And that was all Lay’s story, love was bitch to him, love was horrible to him. Because could never be with her. To Lay loved was something that was so far yet so close.
That was his love story. That was love to him. And there wasn’t much could do about it, because that was just;
Again thank you N for the word! I told my friend to pick between Tao and Chen for Justice and Killer and when she said Chen for Justice, I was like ‘Fuck yeah’! Because Tao’s pretty easy to write for this kind of stuff.
To everyone Tao was nothing but a killer, a horrible, bloodthirsty, heartless, killer.
He had never done anything, Tao was as innocent as they came, but that’s not what they thought, they thought wrong things of him, things he would never do.
But at least he had a wall to lean on, you, Tao had you to lean one, you to keep him up, you to give him a good kick in the ass when he needed it, you to tell him to ignore what people said about him.
You held him up when he needed someone, you were someone who never judge who he was said to be, because you knew they were all wrong.
It didn’t matter that they called you mad, it didn’t matter that they called you dead meat, it didn’t matter that most people said that they’d make sure to bring cherry blossoms to your funeral since those were you favorite flowers, it didn’t matter, because you knew who Tao was.
You knew what he was capable of, you knew what he did, you knew why he acted the way he acted, you knew his reasons, but most importantly you knew he wasn’t a;
I got anon hate just now, and I honestly couldn’t be happier to have gotten it! It’s odd, but it’s the truth! Thank you anon!
Thanks for the word N. I’m actually posting these as soon as I finish writing them,
Chen never thought he did you justice. He knew there were so many other guys that were so much better than him, but for some reason you chose him over them.
But that didn’t stop the insecurities from coming up.
He couldn’t hug you in public, couldn’t hold your hand, couldn’t kiss you, couldn’t hold you, hell, he couldn’t even been seen with you in public.
That made him even more insecure; it made him feel like he could never do someone like you justice,
You were sweet, caring, nice, and to perfect in his eyes, you were his ideal type and he couldn’t be more head over heels for you. You were just you. And all he needed sometimes was just a daily dose of you.
It really wasn’t justice, he couldn’t treat you the way you should be treated, he couldn’t take you out, he couldn’t be with you as much as you wanted, and he couldn’t just be with yoy like a normal person could, it made him sad. He loved you so much and he wanted to show.
It wasn’t fair.
It wasn’t justice.
Baekhyun loved that girl. He did. He really did. He’d take a bullet for her, he’d reveal how much he loved her to the world without a second thought, he’d remind her each and every day how much he loved her, because he did.
There was just one problem;
It wasn’t the company, it was him being an idol; it wasn’t that he was to shy; it wasn’t that you were to shy or that you were in relationship, it wasn’t that he didn’t have time for you. It was just;
You wouldn’t let him in for shit. He’d break down walls only to have you build more up, he’d gone through hell and back getting to know you but you didn’t let him in, you just didn’t give him anything.
He wanted to take a mile, but he’d settle for you just giving him an inch. He’d settle for anything, just as long as you gave him something to work with.
But you didn’t. And for fucks sake he couldn’t wrap his mind around it. You were cold, you were unbreakable, you were untouchable, you were… you were……you were Ice.
Nothing could melt you, because you were;
Thank you T for telling me this word.
Chanyeol was the happy virus that’s what people knew him asm that’s what people expect him to be, that’s what he expected to be.
So that’s why when anyone had any problems they always expected the happy virus to have a cure. And he did most of the time with his infectious laughs and smiles that positive attitude that could anyone frown turn upside down.
But that wasn’t who Chanyeol really was, sure he was happy most of the time, but that was all an act. What do they say? Only truly sad people go out of their way to make others happy.
That was Chanyeol’s case; he tried his best to make others happy, to make them smile, to brighten their day, to make them see a better tomorrow.
Because he couldn’t do that for himself.
People saw him as an always happy person, but that wasn’t the case. It was the care at all, and the fact people thought that about him was;
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DO loved to cook, it was comfort zone for him since his recipes always turned out great. It was the only guarantee he had in life. Seeing as no other aspects of if life had any.
EXO for example; there was no guarantee that EXO was going to make it big, they may had attracted a lot of attention on their debut but there was no guarantee their comeback was going to be any good.
His health; the life of an idol was nothing but simple, long flights, long practice hour, strict diets, the pressure of keeping up a perfect imagine, among other things.
But the one thing he had no guarantee about was his love life. That was one thing that had absolutely no guarantee. It was such risky things that love life of his.
It was like a teeter totter, it went up and down up and down, like a rollercoaster going around in loopy loops, and it was a hot and cold kind of thing..
And it wasn’t like he could do anything about his love life, being an Idol and all made him have to be careful with what he did, he had to be cautious making sure not screw it up. Or else he could be in a lot of trouble; not with the CEO, not with the managers, not with the fans or his members, but with you.
Love with you being a normal girl while he was an idol was dangerous. He had to be cautious.
But there was no garantia that you were going to make it