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“I hear he used to be in a band,” Hyerim offers. “And that some of the foreign students call him Brian, so I guess that's his Western name.”
“Affirmative,” Bernard says with a nod. “On both counts.”
“Why are y’all even telling me this?” Jae asks, confused.
“You seem interested,” Hyerim answers with a smile and a shrug.
“Oh also,” Bernard casually adds while stirring his hot coffee, “I hear he's got like—a secret love child or something.”
“Oh, yeah,” Hyerim nods, completely unbothered, as if she hears this kind of gossip all the time.
Jae, meanwhile, gawks at Bernard.
“Wait—what?!”
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or: The one in which Brian is responsible for a toddler, and Jae isn't sure what to make of him ( AU )
“do you have those balls?” “balls?” jae chews on his lower lip, and god, this could’ve been an entire flirtation if brian weren’t dressed up as an elf in clothes a size too small. this man is way too cute for his own good. “you know? those balls? i think my mum wants blue balls?” brian chokes on his saliva. “blue balls?”
or the one where brian is an unenthusiastic gift shop worker and jae is a clueless customer. or the one where they're both young and dumb and kind of infatuated with each other.
before jae can leave, though, he feels a small tug on his shirt. he turns around to face the little boy, his eyes lit up and wide, innocently asking, “can you be my appa, too?”
the image of brian with his sweaty, mussed up hair pulled back into a low ponytail and his defined abdomen on display is a little too overboard for jae to handle, so instead he nods furtively, sets the pen down and slides the form across the counter. silently, he pops his wallet open, carefully slips out eighty bucks before placing them on the form. oh, the things he does for hot guys and cheap lobster.
all semi-broke jae yearns for are cheap lobster and someone to listen to his financial worries.
webcomic artist brian is running out of ideas. after a significant car accident, he realises that the superhero who (narrowly) saves him might just be an idea. or the superhero!jae and citizen!brian story we all need so i wrote it.
Kang Younghyun was lost, broke and his phone was shattered in a city he didn't recognize. Luckily for him, a handsome stranger took care of him and sent him home safe and sound.
Park Jaehyung is one of the biggest producers at JYP entertainment, but he hated how the people around him always sucked up to him. He just wanted friends, or maybe something more?
When rumors of a scandal involving Jae start to circulate, Younghyun doesn't know what to believe. On top of that, things that Younghyun had tried for years to forget about start to rear their ugly heads again, but will he be able to trust Jae enough to find comfort in the man's company?
“Shut up,” Nayeon hisses. “I’m here to learn. Besides,” she adds, nodding her head to where Doctor Kang is still talking, gesturing to demonstrate something. “I heard from the nurses that he’s married. Cutest couple in the hospital or something like that.”
Wonpil squints, catches the glint of a golden band wrapped around Doctor Kang’s ring finger before the man in question turns towards them and raises an eyebrow, judging.
(Or, the mystery of Doctor Kang's love life.)
“Dowoon,” Jae sighs, grits his teeth in an effort not to crack and start screaming out of sheer frustration. “Get in the tub.”
“No,” the four-year-old shoots back, stomping down a foot and crossing his arms over his chest in a move he definitely did not pick up from him, no matter how many times Brian may insist otherwise. “Don’t wanna.”
(Or, the one where Jae is a struggling single dad and Brian is there to save the day.)
“What do I do now?” Jae asks. Is there like, some kind of protocol he needs to follow? Is idol etiquette even a thing? What does one even do after your favorite artist follows you on twitter?
(Or, the one where Brian is still an idol and Jae's a fan, but they somehow manage to fall in love anyways.)
It’s hard, being apart for so long. The distance digs a gap in their relationship and sometimes it just seems too wide to overcome, like Brian would fall right down into it if he ever tried jumping over, but they’re trying to make things work. And it is working. Mostly. At least when Brian doesn’t fuck up. Like now.
(Or, Brian has been trying to come home for a long time now. Jae just keeps waiting.)
sequel to screen talk
dopil
"from now on, i'll always be here for you."
the world has been unfair to wonpil for so long, that dowoon must be his saviour.
“look, jae, i can’t possibly walk up to him. what made him move here in the first place? it’s literally the most deserted, uninhabited place ever! shit, jae, what if i walk up to him, and his blood smells super good? i’ll be tempted to suck him alive, and i can’t do that; he’s so cute! shit, jae, what do i do-”
“-it’s count jaehyung, pirrie. you keep forgetting honorifics.”
count wonpil’s peaceful lamenting life has been disrupted by the cute half-human boy moving in next door.
dowoon makes a list, and it goes something like this:
then, scratched out furiously at the bottom of the page he ripped out from his notebook, it reads: 4. maybe stop staring at sea boy’s lips.
(or, dowoon accidentally fishes himself a boy out of the ocean.)
"It's really late and I'm walking home with a dead phone and someone's been following me for the last few blocks so I locked myself inside a phone booth but I was so scared I accidentally dialed the wrong number and I know you don't know me but please come help I'm really scared" au featuring the maknae line.
jaepil
wonpil shakes his head. he frowns. “noona, i met a superhero. but… i lost him.”
alternatively, the rise and fall of the superhero jae and ordinary citizen wonpil throughout years to remember - and more years to fill
fam·i·ly (noun) - a group consisting of parents and children living together in a household.
(or, jae and wonpil grow up as stepbrothers and learn that when it comes to family, the dictionary falls a bit short // told in big-small moments.)
youngpil
there’s a headline in bolded hangul reading PRODIGY KIM WONPIL TO TAKE ON 2018 OLYMPICS or something like that. brian could be wrong; he hasn't had to read hangul in years.
he doesn’t think he is, though. out on the ice rink is the same boy from the tabloids, skating in dizzying spins, his moves so graceful he almost looks like he’s dancing, and brian finds his mind set around one general thought: i wouldn’t be able to look away if i tried.
sungjin/dowoon what even is their ship name
everything's a bit of a mess, and the kid really could not have come at a worse time.
(or, sungjin gets close to their new maknae // pre-debut.)