| Fan Fiction |
by Peeps
Below the ceiling of a huge open hall screaming of the filthy rich with carvings in gold covering every single piece of available wall and white paint in between the carvings, in the gargantuan hall only worthy of the mighty ShinHwa Group, stood groups of the elite in Korea - The President, the vice president, ShinHwa Group shareholders and partners and their immediate families (wives, husbands, sons and daughters) - mingling together and discussing affairs. Most of them were in a battle of wits and half-heartedly toasting to the other's health, happiness and (what-have-you-nots).
Shining and glowing ever so brightly at the front-right-side of the room, surrounded by a gaggle of the most elegant young ladies of marriageable age in Korea, stood two of the still-famous F4 members, JiHoo and WooBin, both who were catching up on old times and toasting to each other their happiness.
"Yah... You've changed quite a bit these few months, haven't you? Where's your playboy, flirty tendency?" JiHoo whispered and gave a small smile. "See, we're in a hall, surrounded by girls of your type - beautiful, high-class, frail little girls... (JiHoo cocks his head and refers to the circle of girls around them who were pretending (horribly) to ignore their presence and eat as gracefully as they could.) Usually, you'd have one by your side in no time. However this time..."
"Eh, I've realized my folly! I will not break another girl’s heart ever again!" rebuked WooBin.
JiHoo couldn’t believe him. How could the second most terrible Casanova in the group suddenly see the error of his ways just days after returning from a 6-month working trip in Japan? Where’s the logic in that? What’s the possibility of that? JiHoo eyed WooBin suspiciously then asked nonchalantly:
"Ooh? Lend me your phone please."
“Where’s yours?" asked WooBin as he passed over his super-ultra-mega expensive phone.
(Obviously this guy here doesn't know what JiHoo did to someone else 4 years ago...)
JiHoo smirked as he scrolled down the contact list in WooBin's phone and found one name labeled "Honeypumpkin".
(Ooh! SO CHEESY! Yuck! But it was all I could come up with and I didn't want anything clichéd.)
"Yah... where are the ex-bachelors? Have they forgotten about us just because they already have their 'honeys'?" WooBin wondered.
*ring*... *ring*... *ring*...*ring*...
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(Yah, JiHoo, what are you doing again??)
OK, so I've edited this thing. Hope I've removed all spelling and grammatical errors. If there still are any errors, please inform me. Thanks!
(Yeah, I know the phrase ‘super-ultra mega expensive’ is so 'unglamorous' and not fitting here in this story but I couldn’t resist!)