| Fan Fiction |
by Karlo
"HYUNG!!" Ji Yong literally shouted from upstairs.
"Stop calling me that! You make me sound freakin' old!" I replied as I took out more clothes from my suitcases and arranged them into the dresser inside the room I'm staying in.
"Hyung, hyung, hyung, hyung!" Ji kept calling me while running down the stairs. Ugh, at times like this, he's so annoying when he acts like such a child. He's only a month younger than I am, why must I act more mature...?
"What do you want?" I asked without turning to him. I knew he was there because the door creaks.
"Your OTHER best friend is calling," and then he frowned, "And I still haven't approved of her, by the way."
"I didn't ask for your approval," I smirked while he stuck his tongue out at me, "Anyway, what does she need me for?"
"Just go up, I'm sure she'd love to see you more than see me again."
"What did you do?" I looked at him skeptically. He just smiled.
"I think I hugged her to death," and he didn't stopped smiling. I just sighed as I walked up to her room.
==== Yuri's POV ====
-knock knock-
There was a knocking at my door, "Come in!" I half screamed.
"You needed me?" Tae Yang asked while walking in with Ji Yong trailing behind him.
"Actually, I need all of you up here."
"DAE, RI, GET UP HERE, SOMEONE IS DYING!" shouted Ji Yong. Uh oh.
Dae Sun and Seung Ri both came up at the same time, got stuck in the door way for a while (which was rather amusing) and fell to the floor, face flat.
"Who died?" I heard a certain mumble.
"That always gets them up here the fastest," smiled Ji Yong.
"HYUNG!" both of them said in unison, but I clapped my hands to get their attention.
"Okay, now time for business," and I turned to Tae, "By the way, who was your teacher for English when you were here?"
"Professor Kim Su Yeon," and then I nodded at him, "But why-" and I pushed him out of the door before he could reply, "That's all I needed. You're not important anymore," and I turned around (smiling) to face the guys, which were all trying to keep in their laughter, but weren't really succeeding.
"As for you guys," they stopped their (failing attempts of keeping in) laughter, "We'll go over to register for the class tomorrow. I just wanted to remind you guys to wear CONVINCING outfits. You have more fans in the Philippines than you might know."
"Okay, anything else we need to know noona?" I'm sure you know who that is. (Seung Ri)
"Yes," and I turned to them. I looked at the clock and nodded, "Get out of my room so I can change!" and I pushed them all out. Surprisingly, that was easier than I thought it would be.
--
I was sleeping...Interesting. I can talk in my sleep...COOL!! Anyway, so I was dreaming of Tae again. I won't even deny it, I was in love with him, but not to the point of obsession. I dreamt about him every now and then, but these dreams have been happening more often than usual the last few days. Oh well, I shall switch to dream mode now.
- Dream Mode -
"Yuri-ah! Wait up!" I still ran past him, smiling, almost to the point of laughing as I beat him to the top of the hill.
"Yah! I thought you were supposed to be fit and all, you're the Asian pop sensation!" We were speaking in Korean if you wanted to know. (which I'm sure you DID want to know)
However, as soon as he got to the top of the hill, he didn't stop and ran to me at full speed. We both start rolling on top of each other (laughing) until we finally stopped and I noticed I was right on top of him, both our faces just centimeters apart.
"Yuri-ah..." and he looked straight into my eyes which caused me to shiver a little.
"Ye-Yeh?" (Yeah?) I stuttered. He started to move in closer, so I closed my eyes, waiting for the moment when-
- End Dream Mode -
"NOONA! HELP!!" Ugh, just great, because this is sooo how I wanted to wake up every morning. (Notice the sarcasm?) Ugh, and he was even bagning on my door, stupid Seung Ri.
"SHUT UP OUT THERE! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!" I shouted.
"HYUNG IS TRYING TO KILL ME!!"
"YAH, MAKENAE! WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY DORAEMON CHOPSTICKS!!!" Oh god, it's Dae Sung again.
I slowly opened the door just to reveal the two youngest members smiling cheekily at me. It made me want to strangle them.
"Eh hehe..." Seung Ri started, "Tae-hyung made us do it!" and he hid behind Dae Sung for cover when I wasn't even going to do anything yet. Sheesh, what a coward. I just nodded and went into my room and got out my mind changer (which is just a steel baseball bat, if you must know) and headed downstairs very calmly...
I found Tae digging through my fridge when his eyes met mine.
"Good morning sunshine-...uh oh," and he noticed the bat in my hands. I'm pretty sure he remembers it from 2 years back. Let's just say he was lucky he only got one bruise on his arm...
"Oh, good morning oppa," I gritted my teeth as I slightly started to tap the bat against the palm of my free hand.
"Eh hehehe...How was your sleep?"
"Just PEACHY!" and I got ready to launch at him, but before I could, he slipped himself down to his knees and hugged my legs.
"I PROMISE NEVER TO DO IT AGAIN!" and he kept shaking me, "Please don't kill me..." his voice was sort of squeaky, which I couldn't help but smile at. I eased up a little, but he knows that I'm not a morning person.
"Make me breakfast and we'll call it even."
And then he hopped back up to his two feet (literally) and gave me that same (really wide, but not as wide as Dae's) smile of his, "I'm way ahead of you," and he went on raiding my fridge, "Hey, where's your rice?"
"I haven't made any in a while because my company usually goes out to eat."
"Alright," and he went over to my rice dispenser.
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==== Young Bae's (Tae Yang) POV ====
"EVERYONE! BREAKFAST IS READY!" I called out. I really don't know why I decided to make breakfast today. I mean, I never make it, well I rarely make it, back in Korea, but for some odd reason, I enjoy making it in Yuri's house. Maybe I'm just used to it. Anyway, the four came down and walked through the door way, but my three band members stopped dead in their tracks as Yuri bumped into one of them (she was the last one in line)
"Hey, what gives?" she said looking at the guys just standing in the doorway.
"Hyung, you made actual food?!" and Seung Ri playfully held his chest where his heart was, acting as if he had the shock of a lifetime.
"Just come eat you guys, it won't kill you."
"Are you SURE?!?!" Dae Sung asked.
"Oppa!" Yuri called me.
"Yes?"
"What are they talking about? You cooked for me all the time."
"WHAT?!" Ji Yong jumped in front of her and grabbed her shoulders, "Tae-...You-...Cook?"
"Um..." she looked nervous for she didn't know how to reply to Ji's sentence fragments.
"Kwon Ji Yong, quit making her nervous," I demanded.
"How come you never cooked for us?!"
"Never felt like it," I smiled, folded my arms, and walked over to the table with all the food, "Now hurry up and eat before I eat all of it."