KPopDayDreams

Ok. So I've been thinking a lot for the scenarios and to make up for the lack of them over the summer, I am going to now post one every day to clear the list of lovely patient people :) This will probably start tomorrow...So keep an eye out for a daily injection of KPop daydreaming :) xxx

Thu, 18 Aug 2011 05:42:00 -0400

WOW thank you to my lovely new followers! And also to my older, loyal followers! I have been studying the last few days but I shall be posting more scenarios soon! :)

Tue, 09 Aug 2011 10:38:33 -0400

SS501 holiday request from hyungvia - Park Jung Min 6/6

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 15:57:48 -0400

DAY 6

The bird that woke you yesterday wakes you again once more but today you are thankful. Because it wakes you so early that you leap out of bed realising that none of you have packed and the cabin is in a state.
And you need to hand over the keys in less than two hours.
*Jung Min!* You shove him until he wakes. *Jung Min!*
*Wha - Wha?!*
*Go wake Kyu and Hyung* You fly out of the room and barge into Young Saeng’s. He didn’t even make it to the bed last night, having collapsed on the rug.
*Wake up, we need to get sorted!* Young Saeng doesn’t move. You’re tempted to pour the vase water over him but instead just slap his thigh.
*Yes mummy?!*
*Come on, we have to get ready!*
Hyun Joong isn’t in his room so you rush down the stairs, banging on the two downstairs bedroom doors since Jung Min hasn’t shifted from the bed. Kyu sits up from the floor.
*Who put this up my nose?*
*Wake up, we need to get ready*
*For wha?*
*Leaving. Oh, look at the state of the place …* Just then the kitchen door opens and Hyun Joong emerges, hands covered in yellow rubber gloves, an apron around his waist, cleaning mop in one hand, bucket of water in the other.
*Gather the troops, Your Name. We have a cabin to clean*

It takes just an hour to clean the cabin. As the boys (slowly and grumpily) clean, you run around the rooms packing, bagging dirty clothes, folding unused ones, discovering toothbrushes in the shower and odd socks under the bed (Kyu). The boat is returned to its shed, a note left apologising for the damages and leaving the contact details of the company and the campfire has been dismantled. At the allotted time, the last suitcase is packed into the back of the car and Young Saeng has chosen the music for the ride home.
Hyun Joong closes the cabin door for the final time and locks it.
*Well guys* He says, joining the five of you beside the car. *It’s been an amazing few days*
*It certainly has* Jung Min says, hugging you to him and grinning. You smile back.
*Come back again soon, huh?*
*Absolutely*
*Hey and guys, maybe you will have girlfriends of your own by then* You tease. *Someone for me to talk to. Some female support* Jung Min laughs and Hyung Jun shrugs.
*It could happen*
*In your dreams* Jung Min says, getting into the back of the car as Hyun Joong and Young Saeng take the front seats. Hyung Jun and Kyu Jong sit in the very back seats behind yours.
*I’m in the right spot to slap you, Jung Min* Hyung Jun warns him. Hyun Joong shuts his door and buckles up.
*No arguing in the back, children*
*Besides* Jung Min continues, avoiding Hyung Jun’s swift hand.
*It doesn’t matter who bring to the cabin. She’ll never match up to Your Name*

SS501 holiday request from hyungvia - Park Jung Min 5/6

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 15:53:00 -0400

DAY 5

Your last day of holiday dawns with a bird singing at your window. Shutting your eyes tighter, you ignore the blighter and try to sleep some more. He is insistent. Stubborn. So are you. You keep your eyes closed.
Then another type of bird begins to sing.
Jung Min.
In the shower.
Singing at the top of his voice.
A year ago you would have longed for this morning. A year ago you would not have pulled your pillow over your head and groaned loudly, demanding to know why the world can’t let you sleep! A year ago you would have leapt out of bed and joined him.
But a year ago you were not going out with him, you weren’t sleeping with him and you weren’t used to being woken by the earliest bird in South Korea.
Funny how he always got annoyed if you tried to wake him.
Fighting a losing battle, you fling back the covers and bang on the window at the bird. It looks at you as if to say Is That Supposed To Scare Me? and warbles out another song. You groan and sit back down on the bed.
And then you giggle.
It builds up within you.
Higher and higher until you can’t contain it.
And you laugh out loud.
You’re still laughing when Jung Min emerges from the en suite, towelling his hair dry.
*What’s so funny?* He asks, puzzled.
*The sun - the sun is out!* Jung Min looks to the window then back at you cautiously.
*Your Name… Are you suffering some sort of break down?* You shake your head and stop the laughter.
*No. It just makes me happy that you kept your promise*

* * *

As it is your last day at the cabin, you all decide to make the most of it. Starting by each choosing an activity that the other must participate in.
Your choice?
Getting them to learn how to use the damned range.
*Oh, but we couldn’t!* Kyu Jong protests. *It’s - it’s your shiny toy!*
*What if we burnt ourselves?* Young Saeng asks in concern.
*He has a point* Jung Min agrees. *Can’t argue it*
*Oh I can*
*We would only burn the food…* Kyu Jong suggests.
*Wouldn’t be all we’d burn* Hyung Joon said, looking at the range doubtfully.
*Oh, come on! You’re big boys! It’s only a range for heaven’s sake. Now. That basket has the remainders of the wood. You simply get it going and begin to cook. Now, I’d like two fried eggs, there’s some sausages in the fridge still and a pot of fresh tea would be nice please*
You leave the kitchen with a grin.
You leave the kitchen with five useless and clueless males.

* * *

You try and ignore the loud banging, the constant cursing, the smell of smoke, the shouts of FIRE! and the pan that comes clattering into the living room, thrown out of the kitchen by Jung Min and retrieved by a solemn Young Saeng. You smile to yourself. The TV adverts come on.
At eleven o’clock - two hours after you ordered your breakfast - you come in from a most refreshing walk in the meadow, making sure you take in every detail of the cabin, and enter the kitchen. It is a total mess. Broken egg shells on the floor. A carton of milk mysteriously punctured with holes and left to pour its contents into the sink. You find a fork next to it. Jung Min must have gotten frustrated. The fridge door has been left open, the window too, presumably to let the smoke out, and the range is still warm to the touch. There are more casualties but you decide to ignore them. Something has caught your eye out on the dock.
You walk down to the dock, shying your eyes from the sun (though hot it isn’t as hot as it was thanks to yesterdays storm) and see what you thought you saw in the kitchen.
A small table. A single chair. Sat on the dock. A delicious smelling breakfast laid out on the most unchipped of plates, and four butlers stood at each corner of the dock. The two at the back, Young Saeng and Hyun Joong, hold their arms against the chests, noses in the air, towels over their arms, waiter style. Hyung Joon and Kyu Jong hold bottles of lemonade in their arms. As you get closer, Jung Min comes forward and ushers you to the table.
*Morning madam* He grins, pulling out the seat for you. You take it, slightly shocked at all of this.
*Please, allow me to offer you this most delectable of breakfasts* You look at it.
*It does look delicious*
*But of course, madam*
*Can I start?*
*Please do*
You take a bite of sausage and nod. The boys all visibly sigh in relief and you laugh.
*You do all look silly. Didn’t you make yourselves breakfast?* They all shake their heads.
*It um… it took us long enough to make that* Kyu Jong says. *And… we think we broke the tap* You begin to ask - and then decide not to.
*Your management are going to love you* You mutter as you consider the custard on the beds upstairs, the messiness of the cabin, broken fishing rods and, now, a broken tap.
*Come on. On the grass* You pick up your plate and lead the five of them to the grassy bank. Sitting down, Hyun Joong opens a bottle of lemonade and pours it into some cups. You give your eggs to Hyung Joon and Young Saeng and share the sausages and toast with the rest. Jung Min kisses you as you sip your drink.
*You’re the most incredible woman, you know that?* You nod.
*Yeah. I know*

* * *

Kyu Jong’s decision is to watch TV. You all decide that can wait until later in the day and so, as to Hyung Joon’s decision, you all play a game of outdoor hide and seek.
And you’re it.
Back to the lake, you count to a hundred. Your hands cover your eyes but as Jung Min races past the tree you stand against, you part your fingers a little. He’s headed for the forest.
Turning at a hundred. You instantly find Kyu Jong. His fingers hold onto the underside of the dock. You walk along it quietly, taking off your shoes, and peek underneath.
*Hi Kyu* You grin at him, upside down.
*Damn!* He says, pulling himself up out of the water and shaking his head. *I thought I’d at least be found second*
Kyu Jong decides to sunbathe on the deck and leave you to find the rest of the boys.
You check the meadow but don’t see any of the boys. The rules stated that you were not allowed to go into the cabin. So you venture round and decide to check the forest for Jung Min.
Knowing Jung Min, he can’t have gone far into the woods. He’s too chicken. So you look a little into its boundaries but find nothing. You decide to look up.
*Hi Jung Min* You say. He frowns.
*Damn!*
*Come down so I can kiss you* You grin. He scuttles down the tree and collects his prize.
*Kyu’s on the dock. Go sunbathe and stay out of trouble*
You emerge from the forest together and part at the lake.
The shed.
Its door is unlocked and you open it with a creak. Hidden beneath a pile of fish nets and boat covers, you spy Hyung Joon’s feet.
*Hyung?* Silence. *Hyung?* You walk away towards the shed door. *Hm. I guess I’ll have to go join Kyu in front of the TV then…*
The nets and covers move.
*No! No TV until tonight!* He says, coming out from beneath his hiding spot. You turn, feigning surprise.
*My, Hyung. I had no idea*
*Yeah, yeah* He laughs, dusting himself down.
*The boys are on the dock*
*Who’s left?*
*Young Saeng and Joong*
*Good luck* You scoff and go off to continue your search.
But you are stumped.
There is no where left to look.
You check the meadows and orchard. The forest again. The shed. Circle the cabin. Check beneath the dock and the porch.
Nothing.
Eventually you turn to the three you found.
*I can’t find them. Where are they?*
*Are you giving up?* Jung Min asks, eyes closed to the sun. You stand over them as they continue to sunbathe.
*No. I just want your help*
*Ah, wish we could* Kyu Jong says. *But… Meh*
You splash them with water. The squeal like girls but don’t move.
*Fine. I’ll just go inside and make myself some lunch. Maybe the door will lock when I’m going in…*
*Alright, we’re up!* Jung Min says moodily and taking your hand. *Lead me on fair lady*
*Hyung, Kyu, take the west side. We’ll look over this way* They nod and you separate. It is only as you come round the front of the cabin towards the road out to town that you realise something.
*Jung Min*
*Mm?* He picks at a stone in his shoe.
*Jung Min. Where’s the car?* His head shoots up.
*Good question* As you both look out to the road you see a vehicle coming down towards you. Folding your arms, you spy Young Saeng in the driving seat as it gets closer.
*Hey guys! Sorry, have you found everyone else?*
*Three of them. Where have you been?*
*Who’s missing?* Young Saeng asks, jumping out of the car and taking two bags out of it.
*Hyun Joong* Jung Min answers.
*Ah*
*Do you know where he hid?*
*No*
*Oh*
*Where did you go?*
*Me? I was bored of Kyu going on and on about those noodles. Hence* He holds up the shopping bags. *I bought us dinner for tonight* You forgive him instantly, rushing over to look in the bags.
*Did you get the brand new flavour*
*Yup*
*What size?*
*King size*
*I love you* Young Saeng smirks at Jung Min and heads to the cabin. Hyung Jun and Kyu Jong come round the corner at that moment and stop. Kyu Jong raises his arm.
*Is that a King size all new flavour instant noodle as seen on TV but never before tasted you won’t believe your eyes noodle kit?* Young Saeng looks at the box in his hand.
*What. This? Oh. Yeah, it is actually*
*I love you* Kyu Jong says, rushing over. Young Saeng laughs.
*So does everyone else. I should take these noodles clubbing with me*
*Any sign of the leader?* Jung Min asks Hyung Jun. He shakes his head.
*Oh well, he’s lost, we’ll just be a four-man group, sad loss, let’s eat!* Young Saeng snatches the noodles from Kyu’s hands.
*For dinner*
*It’s dinner time* You say. Hyung Jun pipes up:
*No it’s not. Not for several hours. Now. Shall we go for a swim? I’m boiling!*

* * *

The swim is glorious and a lot of fun. You all mess around, splashing at each other, racing lengths, seeing who can hold their breath beneath the water the longest.
At one point, Jung Min swims beneath you and tucks you onto his shoulders, lifting you out of the water and shouting out to Hyung Jun. He does the same to Kyu Jong and Young Saeng fetches an inflatable ball. Deeming himself referee, you indulge in a very noisy game of volleyball.
It’s as Young Saeng and Jung Min argue over whether you shoving Kyu Jong into the water and then pushing over his ride, Hyung Jun, is an illegal move that you all hear a sleepy voice on the dock. You turn in the shallows of the water.
*Hey guys. Whatchya doing?*
*Joong. Where have you been?!* Young Saeng asks.
*Hiding. Waiting for you* he points at you. *To come find me*
*We looked everywhere*
*Where were you hiding anyway*
*Under there* You all look to the fishing boat which has now been tipped on its side so that he could crawl out from beneath it.
*That’s genius* Kyu Jong says. Hyun Joong nods.
*Guys. It’s like four. I’m starving*

* * *

*So - we can safely say that the CIFs lied about the Beef Jerky flavour* Kyu Jong says, putting down the pot and shunning it. You smirk.
*Yeah, but mine’s great*
*What is it again?*
*Chicken Delite*
*Mm*
*No*
*Huh* Kyu Jong looks to his leader for sympathy. He sighs and shares out some of his noodles. Kyu Jong plunges in.
*So. That’s three wishes for the day done*
*Three?* Young Saeng questions. *What happened to mine?*
*You forefitted it when you went out to get the food instead of playing hide and seek* Hyung Jun replies.
*I think driving off was a very good hiding effort on my part*
*Cheating and it doesn’t count*
*Fine*
*So. Leader. What would you like to do?*
Hyun Joong thinks a moment and then stands. You all watch, thinking he’s heading for his guitar again. Instead he turns with a digital camera.
*I’d like some photos of us all together. Tomorrow we return to the real world. I think we should be allowed to look back at this dream one now and again*

* * *

The rest of the afternoon/early evening is spent indulging in the photographs of everyone at the cabin, in the surrounding grounds, of the wildlife that dares to come close. Hyung Jun poses with a tree, pretending to wrestle with its branches (none of you know why, but you do know that it’s funny). Young Saeng is sitting on the bank of the lake looking thoughtfully out to the mountains when a small otter swims over. You all remain painfully still and quiet as it comes closer to him. It disappears quickly but not until it’s had its picture taken with Young Saeng sat looking at it silently, a small smile on his lips.
You and Jung Min managed to fit into the tyre together and Hyung Jun and Young Saeng push you, Hyun Joong taking pictures of your hair flying around you, your clothes fluttering in the breeze, huge smiles on your faces, Jung Min trying to kiss you as the tyre swings out. He also has a particularly good one of the rope snapping and you both plunging into the water…
Kyu Jong has grown particularly fond of the TV and so some of his pictures are with his arms around it. He tweets it with a grin, typing in I AM IN LOVE. Within seconds his mobile has more updates than it’s had in a while, most of them retweets of Oppa In Love and Oh! I Wish To Be That TV!
Hyun Joong is, predictably, captured sat on the rocks by the lake, the purple hue of the mountains matching the cream of his top, his guitar resting on his knees, gaze out to the water, thoughtful and serene.
You get some group photos too. The six of you on the sat and stood around the sofa, the timer capturing your grins. Ones of you each on your own in various areas of the cabin. Young Saeng wrestling Kyu Jong for the remote. Hyun Joong and Hyung Jun discussing how to use the range. Jung Min with his face covered in left over custard. You with your head sticking out from beneath the sofa.
Snapping these moments takes you into darkness with lots of laughter and joking. As Jung Min shoulders you and takes you outside to throw you into the lake, Young Saeng following with the camera on Record, Kyu Jong saves you by shouting out TV!
The TV winds you down through the late hours of the night. You and Jung Min snuggle up together on the sofa underneath a blanket. At your feet, Young Saeng lets out a loud laugh at the repeats of comedy sketches you are watching. Perched on the coffee table, Hyun Joong drops his head, hiding his smile at the antics of the two main characters. Leaning back on his hands, Hyung Jun watches silently, thinking about the work they will be returning to tomorrow. Kyu Jong lies on his back on a bean bag, watching the TV upside down, shovelling marshmallows into his mind now and again. The door stands open, letting in a light breeze.
In the early hours of the morning, Hyun Joong stands and stretches, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
*Jung Min* Jung Min raises the remote and hit’s the off button. You snooze gently against his shoulder.
*We never got to do your wish, Jung Min* Young Saeng yawns, wondering if his legs will work long enough to carry him to bed.
*Don’t worry, hyung. I am not bothered?*
*Sure? Right, good, bed* Hyung Jun says quickly, standing and kicking Kyu Jong.
*Hey. Wake up* A snore answers him.
*I‘m not carrying him*
*Leave him there*
*He’ll get stiff*
*Put a cushion under his head* Young Saeng clumsily does so and grins, nodding.
*Perfect*
*Works for me* Hyung Jun says and slips away to his bedroom, closing the door softly. You wake at its click and blink your eyes.
*Jung Min?*
*Ssh, sweetheart*
*Night, Your Name* Hyun Joong says, helping Young Saeng up. *Sleep well*
*What’s that by my feet?*
*Kyu. Fell asleep on the bean bag* You look down blearily.
*He’s upside down*
*Yeah*
*Jung Min?*
*Sweet girl?*
*Carry me to bed*
*Ah, I had another idea, my sweet* You groan.
*I’m too tired, Jung Min -*
*Not for this you’re not. I’ve wanted to do this all week* Standing, he pulls the blanket off of you and offers you his hand. Wearily (and protesting) you stand and put your hand in his.
*Mind the lump* You step over Kyu who mutters in his sleep, a marshmallow stuck up his nose by Young Saeng.
*Out we go*
*Out?*
*Come on*
*It’s cold out here. Let’s go back inside*
*Uhuh. Come on*
You follow him (well you have to, he’s holding your hand and practically dragging you across the moonlit grass) and come to a stop at the lake. The chill of the night air has woken you up now and your eyes widen as something occurs to you.
*Oh no* Jung Min pulls his top off kicks it to the side.
*Oh yes*
*I’m not going in there - it’s freezing*
*That’s part of the fun!* He says cheekily, undoing his belt.
*You’re getting me in there* He throws out his arms.
*Ok* Wearing just his jeans, he wades out into the water (you’re certain you hear him curse from its freezing temperatures). You look around. Shout out to him. He throws his trousers onto the bank. You look out to him.
*Take those pants off and I’ll take all of this inside and leave you here* He waves them to you above his head and you laugh.
*Oh what the hell!*

Up in his room, Hyun Joong closes the curtains swiftly.
He has no desire to see either of you skinny dipping by moonlight.

SS501 holiday request from hyungvia - Park Jung Min 4/6

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 15:35:26 -0400

DAY 4

You stir the next morning to a peculiar sound.
Pat. Pat. Pit pit pat.
Opening your eyes, you find yourself looking into the sombre sleeping face of Jung Min.
Moving gently so as not to wake him, you turn over and look out of the window. Ah. That makes sense.
The pit and patter has turned to pitters and pat as fresh rain falls against the closed window. You tuck your hand beneath your cheek and silently watch it.
After awhile you get up. Dressing quietly, you put up your hair and sneak out of the room. In the bed, Jung Min rolls over and continues to sleep, moaning that the bed is cold.
You go down to the living room and wander to the bookcase. Looking at it you pick out a book and settle on the sofa.
After a little while the rain gets heavier and your eyes stray from the page across to the window. The book goes ignored on your lap and your thoughts turn to Jung Min. To going home. To your future together…
Hyung Jun’s door gently opens and he emerges. Turning from the front window you look behind you to him. He smiles, still a little sleepy.
*Good morning*
*Hello*
*What has happened to the weather?*
*I fear it was your singing last night* Hyung Jn smiles.
*Ah. One too many beers* You laugh and make room for him on the sofa.
*Have you enjoyed your time with us, Your Name?* You smile.
*Oh yes. Thank you all for making me such a part of the family… I can’t remember when I’ve had such fun*
*We’ve enjoyed having you here* He looks back at the kitchen door. *You’re the only one who knows how to work the range* You laugh again before settling into a comfortable silence. Outside the rain continues.
*It will be a day for cards then*
*And I fear TV*
*Kyu*
*Kyu* Hyung Jun goes silent again before speaking. His words come out slowly.
*Your Name. You and Jung Min. You are very serious, aren’t you?* You blink.
*Yes*
*I am glad*
*Are you?*
*Mm. I knew there was something different to you the moment Jung Min introduced us to you all that time ago. The way he spoke about you when he first met you. And the way he is around you. So gentle when he needs to be yet so playfully and openly himself. It’s great to see him with someone who can put up with him*
*You mean his good looks, his wonderful sense of humour, his loving nature and giving heart?* Hyung Jun laughs.
*Yes, all of that. But also his sarcasm, his mood swings. His human nature. You are well suited. I wish you all the best*
You take in his words and nod. He is right. You are perfectly suited. You have never doubted that. From the moment you met him, you knew. You knew he was The One.
*Anyway. I am going to go have a shower before Kyu wakes. Such a hassle having to share our en suite*
*You could borrow ours?*
*And risk having Jung Min come in and join me thinking it was you? No thank you*
You laugh until yours sides hurt.

* * *

Jung Min comes down after an hour. You have turned to the TV for entertainment and are now sat transfixed in front of an instant noodles advert. Kyu Jong sits next to you, also hypnotised.
*Kyu? Your Name?* Neither of you respond. Jung Min looks at the screen, at you both, to the screen. He shrugs and walks across the floor, obstructing the TV.
*Hey!* You both shout. You return to silence as he stands at the edge of the room. The advert cuts colourfully to a whole new flavour of noodles and you both lick your lips, eyes never leaving the screen. Jung Min sticks his hands in his trouser pockets. He thinks. Then he steps out a foot. And walks past the screen once more.
*Jung Min!*
*Outta way!*
He comes to the other side of the room with a cheeky grin and sniggers. The noodle pot magically turns into a king sized version with three exciting new flavours appearing behind it and swirling all over the screen with typical Korean graphics.
Jung Min passes the screen again.
*Stop it!*
*Down in front!*
As Jung Min gets to the kitchen door and continues to find this highly entertaining, Hyung Joon steps out of his room. Jung Min gestures at you and Kyu. Hyung Jun watches as he steps up and once more walks past the screen.
*I’ll kill him with the noodle pot!* Kyu says. You pull him back down.
*He’s not worth it. You’d damage the pot*
Kyu sits again and Jung Min grins across to Hyung Jun. He shakes his head and goes over to the TV.
*Good night, ladies and gentlemen* The TV goes blank.
*Aw!*
*We were watching that!*
*We’re still on holiday* Hyung Jun points out.
*It’s raining* You say sulkily.
*There are still things we can do*
*Yes. Watch noodles CIFs* Kyu reaches out for the remote. Jung Min snatches it up.
*This is an intervention*
*It’s for your own good*
*Bite us*
*Now now children. Let’s have a good day. I can think of several things we can do to keep ourselves occupied.* You both look over at Hyung Joon who folds his arms.
*You have not noticed yet. But neither Young Saeng or Hyun Joong have woken yet* The four of you grin at each other conspiritaly.

* * *

Young Saeng snores loudly and twitches in his sleep. Jung Min attaches the string to Young Saeng’s big toe and trails it out of the room. You take the end of the string and take it along the hall to Kyu Jong. Nodding, he disappears with it into Hyun Joong’s room.
Turning back, you pass Jung Min a jug of cold custard. Outside the trees shake as the wind whips them back and forth. Young Saeng sleeps through the brewing storm and keeps snoring. Jung Min positions himself next to the head of the bed. You run to hide behind the door, signalling to Kyu Jong in Hyun Joong’s doorway as you go. He nods and you get behind the door.
Across the hall, Kyu Jong rushes out of the doorway and into the third bedroom. A minute later, Hyung Jun rushes out too and joins Kyu Jong in your room. He whistles softly.
Jung Min hears the signal.
*Oooh hyung. Time to wake up!* Jung Min calls. Young Saeng stirs a little. And receives a jug of cold custard over his head.
Jung Min slides beneath the large bed as Young Saeng bolts upright in bed. The action pulls his jerks his foot and the string tightens. You shrink behind the door as you hear a yelp of AGGGHH! down the hall.
Hyun Joong must be awake too.
Young Saeng leaps out of bed, tries to walk but trips with the string still around his toe and attached to the thing in Hyun Joong’s room. Cursing, he sits on the floor and shuffles along, out of the room and down the hall. Kyu Jong and Hyung Joon disappear behind your door quickly.
Jung Min looks at you from under the bed. You are both turning red as you try to stifle your laughter.
Young Saeng gets to Hyun Joong’s room and looks up at the large four poster bed. Hyun Joong stands beside it. Also covered in cold cream.
*Someone put a jug of custard on the slats of the bed!* Hyun Joong shouts, looking up at the canopy where a plastic jug dangles down, its contents on the bed and Hyun Joong’s head. Young Saeng sits there and bursts out laughing.
*Why is this funny?!*
*You look so silly!*
*You look the same!* Young Saeng stops laughing.
*You’re right*
*Let’s go*
There is a scream as you and Jung Min dart out of your hiding places and head down the stairs of the cabin. Kyu Jong and Hyung Jun also decide to escape and follow you down. Hyun Joong is fast on your heels. Young Saeng stands, tries to run - and fails due to still being tied up.
*I’ll kill you all!* Hyun Joong threatens, barging down the stairs. At the four corners of the room, you all stand, armed, watching your leader. He looks around himself in bewilderment, custard dripping from his hair.
*You won’t get away with this*
*Now!* You shout. Water balloons find themselves on Hyun Joong’s head. Young Saeng runs down the stairs, now untied, sees you all gathering more water balloons and runs back up the stairs.
*Right! I’ll settle this!* Hyun Joong marches across the room - the four of you hold your fire - and grabs up the TV remote.
*I’m going swimming!*
You and Kyu screech out NO! and follow Hyun Joong as he pulls open the front door and runs out into the rain. As you get outside he turns the corner of the cabin and you all run to catch up with him.
He doesn’t stop until he gets to the dock, raining thinning the yellow guck on his head. Slowing, you all watch as he holds the controller over the water by two slippery fingers.
*Now then. Apologies. And surrender. Or the remote dies*
*Now let’s not be hasty* Kyu Jong tries to reason. *There is no need for innocent casualties*
*Eggs, cracking, omelette, Kyu*
*Surely we can make an agreement?* You call out. Even Jung Min and Hyung Jun look a little afraid. *An understanding*
*Put down your weapons!*
You and Kyu Jong do so instantly, letting the water balloons splash open on the already sodden ground. You blink against the rain.
*Well?* Hyun Joong shouts to Jung Min and Hyung Jun. They too lower their balloons.
*Suckers!* Hyun Joong pockets the remote and runs off of the dock. You all take off after him, Jung Min and Kyu Jong closest to him. He goes past the orchard and around the other side of the cabin, passing the lane to the meadows. You all run after him, slipping in the muddy grass and squealing in the cold rain.
Hyun Joong gets to the front door and dashes through. Hopping up onto the wooden slatted porch, you all head to it too. Only to have the door slammed in your face and locked from the inside. From a window, Young Saeng pokes his tongue out at you all.
Hyun Joong joins him, chuckling to himself and waving the remote at you.
*Fiends!* Kyu Jong shouts. The boys inside make a face but still laugh. You pound against the door but give up after a minute. Hyung Jun pants, hands on his knees. Jung Min makes a rude gesture through the window at his hyungs. They both giggle and walk off into the living room. You slip to sit on the porch, catching your breath. Kyu Jong watches at the window as they turn on the TV.
*They’re watching the noodle adverts!*

* * *

Hyun Joong and Young Saeng let you in after Kyu Jong tore a piece off of his night shirt, attached it to a stick and waved it across the window. Having agreed on a cease fire (and that it was a highly funny and entertaining way to pass the morning) you all retire to do your own things.
You and Jung Min shut yourselves in your room and shower in the hot water before changing into warm jumpers and cuddling on the bed beneath a thick blanket. Outside the storm picks up and you talk quietly, passing the hours, watching the lightening flash across the sky.
Late afternoon comes and the storm passes. The rain has abated to a mere drizzle and you go outside for a few minutes to breathe in the clean air and watch the ripples of raindrops on the lakes surface. You return to the cabin when Young Saeng invites you to a game of cards (with ulterior motives in mind - they are hungry and what something hot from the range).
The rest of the day passes in a blur of card playing, charades, lots of eating and a little TV.
At midnight you and Jung Min are the last ones to go to your room. As you do you look out of the window and sigh.
*I hope it will be sunnier tomorrow* Jung Min looks at the continual rain and shrugs.
*It’s slow down*
*Promise?* He smiles and kisses you.
*Of course I promise. I’ll make sure the sun is shining tomorrow*

SS501 holiday request from hyungvia - Park Jung Min 3/6

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 15:05:00 -0400

DAY 3

Jung Min wakes you up with a hearty GOOD MORNING and a sloppy kiss. You wipe the sleep from your eyes and slowly sit up, leaning against the pillows. Jung Min squats on his knees, looking at you with bright eyes.
*Jungmin*
*Your Name*
*Whattimezit?*
*Early*
*Howearlyzearly*
*Early enough to be awake*
*You mean asleep* You answer, regaining powers of normal speech. Jung Min pecks your forehead and you smile.
*What was that for?*
*Being the most beautiful girl in the world first thing in the morning* You glare at him with bleary eyes.
*Bite me*
*Ok*
*Gerroff!* You laugh, pushing his mouth from your shoulder. *Why am I awake?*
*Because I woke you!*
*Why?*
*I was lonely*
*Go talk to Hyung*
*He’s asleep* You roll over, closing your eyes.
*Kiss him awake then*
*I tried*
You cock an eyebrow and he winks. You sigh and roll back over.
*Ok. What do you want?*
*A walk with my girl in the dew-soaked meadows* You narrow your eyes.
*I am not going skinny dipping* Jung Min feigns shock.
*I never suggested such a -*
*You forget. I can read your mind* He grins, settling next to you and leaning against the bed head. You snuggle up to him.
*I give up. But we’re awake now*
*You are*
*Come on. Just a little walk. The sun hasn’t risen fully yet, it’s cool outside and the sky is so beautiful*
*So are the inside of my eyelids* Jung Min gently raises one eye lid. You stare at him.
*You look silly*
*You look fuzzy*
*Walk with me?*
You pull back the seemingly-heavy covers.

* * *

You and Jung Min walk barefoot through the meadow. It is located at the front of the cabin to the left of the path out to the main roads. The grass is long and unkept, full wild flowers and different types of grasses. Some skim your bare legs, tickling furry heads against you. Some are prickly and puncture your flesh, causing Jung Min to carry you bridal style through this patch, bravely battling on in shorts. The flowers bob their heads to you and as the sun rises over the mountains at the back of the cabin it touches you across the cabin roof and warms your fingers as you walk hand in hand.
You talk about insignificant things as the red of the sky fades to orange, slowly into a yellow pink and then, somehow, into cornflower blue. Bees buzz at you, the air smells of lilac and dew-dampened moss and by the time you settle on your backs, your entire bodies are slightly damp from the early morning grass.
Jung Min laces his fingers through your loose hair and gazes at you on his side. You feel the back of your top getting wetter from the grass. Your denim shorts begin to heat from the rising sun. You will need to change again you think.
*I love you* Jung Min suddenly says, breaking the silence only the birds had punctuated. You turn your head to him.
*I love you* He sighs again, shaking his head slightly. *It’s unbelievable that I could love something more than me but I do*
You giggle and his face lights up.
*I adore the sound of your laugh. It bubbles up like honey*
*Honey?*
*Honey in a saucepan*
*In a saucepan?*
*It’s being heated for a pudding* You raise an eyebrow. *I’m trying to be romantic, don’t destroy it* You lower your eyes and skim your hand across his lower arm.
*I love you too* Your eyes raise. *More than anything* His finger trails your throat.
*Thank you*
*For what?*
*Coming into my life* He shrugs. *For loving me. For being you… For - everything* You can’t hide your smile.
*Silly Jung Min* He grins.
*I am aren’t I?*
*But do you know what?*
*What?*
*It’s one of the things I love about you*

* * *

Jung Min takes you back to the cabin as Young Kyu Jong emerges from his bedroom. Flopping down on the sofa, he goes to turn on the TV but receives a head tap from Jung Min.
*No TV*
*Wha?!*
*We’re on holiday. We can watch TV in the city*
*Huh. Fine. Just wanted to see the updates on City Hunter*
*When we go back*
*Already Monday*
*Don’t wish the holiday away* You say gently, sitting down on a bean bag beside the TV.
*Oh I’m not… I’m just … it never lasts long when you’re enjoying yourself* You nod sadly.
*But we still have . And Jung Min had a great idea*
*Yeah?*
*Camp fire. Tonight. We’ll spend the day fishing, eat cold rice (you roll your eyes. Why won’t they try with the range?!) and then tonight dine like Kings on our plundering!* Kyu Jong jumps up, sharing a high five with Jung Min.
*Manly things!* He flexes his arms.
*Prove our worth to fair maiden* Jung Min bows elaborately in your direction. You laugh behind your hand.
*Get back to our roots!*
*Feed the starving!*
*Help the weak!*
*And make the world a better place!* They both strike ridiculous superhero poses. From the landing above, Hyun Joong’s voice laughs down on them, looking over the wooden banister.
*All that with one fish?*

* * *

To avoid the heat of the afternoon, the boys leave you to go wood gathering in the morning. Young Saeng complains on his way out, afraid of getting splinters, but is called a whimpy whelk by Jung Min and soon there is a competition between the two to bring home the most fire wood. Hyun Joong and Hyung Jun roll their eyes at the pair and go off in a different direction to look for their wood. Kyu Jong offers to stay and protect you (with sneaky plans to switch on the TV) but is born away by Young Saeng and Jung Min, shouting out to the all the trees, mountains and wildlife that he is being kidnapped.
You spend the morning cleaning the cabin and gathering things for the evening’s adventures. You open all of the windows in the boys rooms to let in some fresh air, admiring the view from each window (from Young Saeng’s at the front of the cabin you can see Jung Min beating his way through the meadow on his way to the front forest, a long stick in his hand, no doubt a sword against bears or some such nonsense).
Closing the door of Hyun Joong’s room, you pass the laundry cupboard and retrieve some blankets, scratchy and smooth, for sitting on and keeping you warm tonight, as well as taking a few cushions from the living room. You put the pile on the sofa and then move to Kyu Jong’s and Hyung Jun’s rooms. You plump pillows, open windows and put dirty clothes in their laundry baskets.
*I may as well have kids* You mutter to yourself as you find another dirty sock in Kyu Jong’s room. But you don’t mind. Not really. You’d do anything for these boys.
In the kitchen you put some food into a box and leave it on the counter top. You make sure there are enough drinks cooling in the fridge and wash up the breakfast things.
You decided you would have the campfire at the front of the cabin. To the right of it there is no meadow or immediate forest as there is to the left of the path so there is no chance of burning down the area. You find a nice patch of grass that will give you a nice view to the mountains, lake and trees at the back due to the openness of the valley. Having arranged the cushions and pillows on the ground in such a way that the campfire can be built up around it, you sit down in this cooler spot for a few minutes and sigh in contentment.
A ladybird flies over and lands on your knee. You watch it in fascination as it circles around on your skin, then sits perfectly still. You dare to breath. It does not stir.
You watch the cherry redness of its wings and count its spots. Four on either side. When you were a kid you used to know all of the superstitions surrounding ladybirds and their spots. Now you don’t.
The ladybird suddenly stretches out its wings and a pair of black ones flutter it up and away. You shade your eyes, trying to follow it. But it is gone.
*Fly away home, Miss Ladybird*

* * *

After lunch (cold rice. The boys really hate that range) you and Jung Min retire beneath the tree you hid under yesterday and spend some time talking in low tones with one another. Out across the lake, Hyung Jun and Kyu Jong build dirt castles in the wet mud at the edge of the lake. Young Saeng and Hyun Joong have disappeared somewhere.
*Who won the log competition?* You ask as a breeze cools your face. Jung Min remains silent a moment.
*Log competition?*
*You know. You and Young Saeng. Out to save the world with Kyu. Beating each other in the fight for wood*
*Oh. That*
*Yes. That*
*Yes* There is silence.
*You lost didn’t you Jung Min?*
*He played unfairly, so much wood, I don’t know where he got it from, it just kept appearing in his arms*
*It was probably fowl play* You soothe, fighting a sleepy yawn.
*I think so*
*Mm*
Jung Min’s fingers trace the delicate skin at the base of your throat absently as he watches Kyu Jong and Hyung Jun mess around in the dirt. You are just slipping into the abyss of sleep when Jung Min sits up quickly, moving his lap (your pillow).
*Wha, what?* You sit up too and look around. Jung Min laughs behind you.
*Hyun Joong’s found a boat!* You look towards the lake where Hyun Joong drags a small wooden boat across the grass, Young Saeng stood at its stern, one leg resting on its edge, chin up, chest puffed up proud, shouting out orders to Hyun Joong. As Kyu Jong and Hyung Jun run to the boat, Hyun Joong stops dragging it, pants and goes over to his friend, pushing him down into the boat.
*Help, don’t gloat!*
You laugh and watch as Jung Min rushes over to help out with the boat. The five boys look at it thoughtfully, Young Saeng sat in it, the others stood around it.
*Is it safe?*
*Yup* Young Saeng raps its side with his knuckles.
*Watertight?*
*Aren’t all boats?*
*Doesn’t look rotten or worm ridden*
*Shall we try it?*
*I see no harm*
*It’s hot. We could get sunstroke in out on the water*
*We’ll wear hats*
*Sounds good*
*Decision made*
*Excellent*
*Men! Forward!* Young Saeng stands, resuming his Captain’s stance. The boys look at him and scoff, pushing him out of the boat and dragging it down to the waters edge. Young Saeng jumps to his feet and hurries after them.
You sigh and get to your feet, heading to the cabin to retrieve towels.
This will only end badly.

* * *

It starts so well.
Hyung Jun, Hyun Joong and Jung Min sit out in the boat in the middle of the lake, straw sun hats (you found them under one of the beds) on their heads to shade them from the blazing sun, rods cast out (Jung Min had lost his hat at one point up retrieved it) and a tub of bait (provided by the muddy Kyu Jong). For half an hour they sat patiently in their boat, silent and contemplative.
Having the opportunity to watch the TV without being told off, Kyu Jong had disappeared ages ago. You lie beneath a tree by the lake, book in your lap, reading it, looking out to the boat, reading, looking, reading, looking then just resting your head against the cool bark of the trunk and closing your heavy eyes. Young Saeng stretches out to the side of you, full of strawberries and lemonade, dozing beneath his own straw hat.
You don’t know how long you’ve been asleep but you wake when Kyu Jong comes stomping past your tree, running towards the lake. Dazed from your nap, you look out to the lake.
*Young Saeng!* You nudge him. *Wake up!*
Young Saeng starts awake and removes the hat from his face. He too looks out to the lake, Kyu Jong stripping off his top and shoes and plunging into the water.
*Oh heck!* You both leap to your feet and start across the hot grass, to the sludgy mud, across the wood of the dock. Young Saeng doesn’t bother to strip, he just dives in and begins to swim his way out to the capsized boat. Kyu Jong reaches it before him.
You wait on the dock, the wood burning the bottom of your feet from the high afternoon sun but you don’t realise. The boat is being pushed over by Kyu and Young Saeng and you hold your breath, waiting to see if your holiday is about to turn into a disaster.
Kyu Jong and Young Saeng manage to get the boat over. It isn’t until it’s the right way up once more that you see Hyun Joong has helped them. The rods and fishing gear float away slowly, sun hats bobbing on the moving water as the boys dive for Hyung Jun and Jung Min.
Young Saeng steadies the boat, holding onto it. Hyun Joong returns to the surface and shakes the water from his eyes. Jung Min’s hat bobs past him and he cries out, diving again. Kyu Jong appears, gulps in air and plunges too. Young Saeng continues to hold the boat.
You cuddle yourself with your arms, every part of you turning cold. In your stomach something turns to ice. It grips you but you don’t notice its sting. Your eyes don’t leave the lake.
You hear a slurp behind you.
*Hey. What happened?*
*I don’t know* You answer, watching as Hyun Joong collapses against the boat and Young Saeng helps Kyu Jong look. *One minutes they were floating - now the boat -*
*The boat capsized?* A second voice says. You hear the crunch of a peanut being cracked. *Ha ha!*
*It’s not funny, Jung Min!* You wheel around, tears in your eyes. Then you realise. Jung Min looks at you. Hyung Jun slurps his drink again.
*What* You poke Jung Min in the chest. *Are you* Jab *Doing out here?!* Poke *You’re meant to be drowning out there!*
Jung Min blinks, looks at Hyung Joon then back to you.
*Sorry*
You fling your arms around him, sobbing in his ear. He drops the bag of peanuts and brings his arms around you, lifting you slightly, speaking soothing words. Hyung Jun looks out to the water. You hear him shout out to the others and they shout back at him (why are you over there?! I nearly drowned making sure you didn’t! Where did you go?! Look at the rods, they’re ruined! Idiots, come out here so I can drown you!)

* * *

The campfire is started in the late afternoon once the boys have all showered and changed into dry clothes. It seemed that Jung Min had got hungry half way through fishing and was intensely bored. Hyun Joong had dozed off so Jung Min and Hyung Jun swam to the shore in search of food. They had been in the kitchen when Kyu Jong woke up with a start in front of the TV and came outside to find everyone. Seeing the boat capsized and ignorant to the two in the kitchen, he had dashed past you, waking you up, and swimming out to Hyun Joong who had tipped the small boat when he woke up and flung his arms out to stretch.
*Sleeping is turning into a dangerous habit around here* Young Saeng commented as he piled another armful of logs into the circle. Kyu Jong carefully placed stones in a circle around the pile of logs Hyung Jun was piling.
*Maybe we should agree - no more naps*
*Sounds good*
*Sounds bad*
*We’re just so worn out after the comeback*
*Mind your foot, Jung Min!* Young Saeng calls as a log falls from his arms. You pat the cushions into place like a mother hen and begin to unpack the food. In a cooler tub of ice, the drinks sit waiting to be opened.
*Just a few more logs and we’re done* Hyung Jun says, kneeling back on his shoes. *Looks good*
*I’m going to fetch my cardigan for when it goes cold* You say, standing. As you walk away you hear the boys begin to bicker.
*How much fish was caught anyway?*
*Enough*
*How much is enough?*
*We got plenty, Young Saeng. We didn’t sleep like some people*
*I thought the problem was that you did?* A tongue is poked out.
*We haven’t as many as we did*
*Lost some when the boat* a hand makes a tipping motion to finish the sentence.
*Great. So how much is there* You hear a bucket being picked up as you enter the cabin.
*Are you joking?*

* * *

The ‘feast’ is more of a snack. There are three medium sized fishes. They go down to one when Kyu Jong burns one.
*That’s your share* Jung Min tells him.
*Good. I get a whole one to myself then* Kyu Jong replies snootily.
But with all of the preparations you made that morning there is plenty of food to be enjoyed.
As the evening goes on, Hyun Joong brings out his guitar. As the sky goes from its sunset hues to an inky midnight blue, the stars begin to twinkle bright and white. Hyun Joong slowly plays. Young Saeng and Kyu Jong sing a line now and again, harmonising quietly. Jung Min pulls you into a hug, resting his head against yours as you lean on his shoulder. His arms wrapped around you, they rest beneath your cardigan, stroking your stomach gently. With attempts to stop setting his stick alight, Hyung Joon toasts marshmallows.
It is with a smile that you watch the scene and burn every moment of this evening on your mind. You don’t wish to forget any of it.

SS501 holiday request from hyungvia - Park Jung Min 2/

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 14:48:00 -0400

DAY 2

The next morning you wake to find Jung Min isn’t in your bed. You remember leaving him downstairs and grin. Will he still be sucking his thumb?
Your room has a small en suite and you quickly shower, feeling fresher, and throwing your lake saturated clothes into the laundry basket. Arranging your hair around your face, you wander down the stairs, peeking into the open bedroom doors of Hyun Joong and Young Saeng. The rooms are empty.
At the foot of the stairs you look down on the boys. The circle has broken up a little. Jung Min now lies with his head under the sofa, having somehow manoeuvred himself there in the night. His foot sticks out from under the blanket beneath Young Saeng’s nose. Kyu Jong is cuddling his shoe. Young Saeng and Hyung Jun’s hug ended in the night.
A small cough makes you look across the room.
*That floor is very uncomfortable* You smile at Hyun Joong as he stands in the kitchen doorway, kneeding his back with his fist.
*I know. That’s why I went to bed* Hyun Joong nods.
*Very wise*
*Sleep well?*
*Jung Min kept kicking me. I don’t know how he does it but he moves a lot in his sleep. It’s ridiculous* You nod, sighing.
*Tell me about it*
*Shall we?* Hyun Joong nods towards a vase of flowers on a small wooden bookcase in the corner and you nod. You take the flowers out, pass the vase to him and he stands above his fellow members.
*Wake up, soldiers!*
They do as soon as the water spalshes their faces (and foot). Jung Min smacks his head on the bottom of the sofa in his haste to move and groans.
*What year is it?*

* * *

Your second day at the cabin is spent having fun with the boys. They make you a swing from a tyre they find in a shed round the back and some very thick rope. It swings out on the branch of a sturdy old tree across the shallow waters of the lake and you spend a glorious hour being pushed on the tyre, each member taking it in turn to oblige you. Your dress flaps against your bare legs as you fly backwards towards the shore, your hair rushing across your face as you are flung forwards, the sun warming your skin, the lake sparkling beneath you, toes skimming the water on weaker swings.
Lunch is a picnic beneath a crowd of trees, shaded from the high sun. the afternoon is a lazy one, remaining beneath the tree, laid out on the soft, sometimes prickly grass, head in Jung Min’s lap as he feeds you slices of apples picked from a small orchard to the side of the cabin, his body leant against the tree you all shade beneath. Kyu Jong reads aloud for a little while from a book he found in the living room. Voice hoarse, he soothes it with lemonade and Young Saeng tells some very bad jokes. Kyu Jong then begins to show magic tricks with some twigs but it doesn’t go so well so Hyung Jun begins to sing softly. Hyun Joong strums some gentle cords on his guitar and the boys join Hyung Joon one by one. You allow them to serenade you sweetly, eyes closed against the peeping rays of the sun through the leaves above you.
For dinner you eat cold meats (they didn’t know how to work the range) and noodles. The boys have made this so you pretend that it is a gourmet meal, thanking them for their kindness (though the meat is slightly tough and the noodles gloopy). They grin at one another, assured of their success and you swallow another mouthful quickly.
You and Jung Min sleep soundly in your own bed that night, the covers pushed back slightly in the evening heat, your bedroom window letting in a welcome breeze. The moon is behind the cabin tonight and lights upon you both as you sleep, Jung Min topless, his arm across you, his front to your back. You stir a little at the hoot of an owl. In his sleep, Jung Min’s arm tightens around you.
You sleep in peace.

SS501 holiday request from hyungvia - Park Jung Min 1/

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 14:38:00 -0400

DAY 1

Falling through the cabin door, Park Jung Min collapses on the floor and begins to kiss it. Heo Young Saeng steps over him, suticases in hand, looking around the beautiful wooden getaway. You follow his lead and step over Jung Min who continues to kiss the ground, ecstatic at a holiday. You turn back to the door in time to see Kim Hyun Joong kick Jung Min’s behind in humour. Jung Min straightens, now kneeling upright and rubbing his rear. Kim Kyu Jong and Kim Hyung Jun come in and dump the remaining cases.
The six of you look around the wooden cabin. It’s in a secluded spot, rented to you for five days. Five glorious days with your wonderful boyfriend and four ‘brothers’.
Jung Min looks around himself and begins to stand. You enjoy the feel of warmth on your skin as the sun comes through one of the large windows.
*Well, I can’t wait to go skinny dipping* Jung Min decides loudly. Young Saeng and Kyu Jong laugh at him.
*We should unpack first* Hyun Joong says, looking at the two bedroom doors on the ground floor side by side, the wooden stairs leading to the other bedrooms upstairs, rugged with a colourful woven carpet up the middle section.
*I just can’t wait for a lie in* Kyu Jong stretches.
*Home cooking* Young Saeng says, looking at you meaningfully. You poke your tongue out at him.
*I want to take my guitar out too* Hyun Joong continues *Maybe work on some new material*
*We’re here on holiday* Jung Min points out. *Relax for once*
*It’s how I relax* Hyun Joong replies with a wry smile.
*I just want to enjoy this beauty!* Kyu Jong walks over to a giant plasma screen, the only real modern thing in the living space, and hugs it. You turn to Hyung Joon who has been quiet.
*Oh. I just want some peace* He smiles.
*Good luck with that, hyung!* Jung Min shouts, hugging Hyung Jun and spinning him around. He finishes the hug with a kiss on the cheek.
*Eh, get over yourself!* Hyung Jun laughs, pushing Jung Min away.
Breathing in deeply, you smile at the boys gathered before you.
*Shall I begin some lunch?*
*Later* Your boyfriend says, stepping towards you, hand held out to you.
*Why don’t we go see our room first?*

* * *

The first thing Park Jung Min does on going up to your room is dump the bags and throw himself onto the double bed. Sighing melodramatically, he rolls around like a child, ecstatic at being on a break at long long last and with his favourite people in the world.
*Jung Min. Don’t you want to eat?* You ask, shrugging off your jacket and looking around the beautiful room. You hear the bed springs creak as you walk over to the window and look out at the beautiful view: green hills, purple white-capped mountains at the very farthest point of your vision, acres of incredibly tall trees and, just visible, a large and glistening lake with a small wooden dock.
*Are you lunch?* Jung Min asks and you squeal and giggle as his hands tickle your waist. Downstairs, the boys all roll their eyes at the sounds coming from above them.
*Come on* You laugh as his arms rest around you. *We should go down and be social*
*Huh. As you wish, princess* He rests his chin on your shoulder. You both look out at the view. It silences you.
*Thank you for inviting me* You whisper finally. *I’m so excited to be here*
*I wasn’t going to come without you*
*Oh really?*
*Mhm. I told them - a lake? Fields to roam? Peace and quiet? Campfires and fresh air? No. Not unless Your Name can come*
*Liar. Hyun Joong suggested you invite me*
*Well… Only because he spoke first. I was thinking of it* You laugh.
*Jung Min. I know you want me here. Stop worrying. Now. Lunch?*
*What’s on offer?*
*Me* Your heads turn to each other and you slowly begin to kiss. Kim Kyu Jong destroys this.
*Come on you two!* He yells, walking in with a grin. You blush.
*I’m hungry. Jung Min. Go fishing*

* * *

You walk down the stairs in a fresh pair of jeans and a clean top. As you walk down you look at the open living area of the cabin and see Kyu Jong now resting in front of the TV, his feet up on the wooden coffee table, a cold beer in his hand. He grins reach the bottom step and walk across the room to the kitchen door.
*Sorry to destroy the moment* He says. You grin.
*Not a problem. Your room is downstairs right?*
*Yup. I’m next to Hyung. Young Saeng is at the front upstairs. The room next to yours is Hyun Joong’s* You nod and head into the kitchen. The TV talks to Kyu Jong about a new inovation in Korean instant noodles and you hear him move on the sofa, leaning forward to get a better look at the food.
You look around the kitchen of the cabin. It is basic but perfect. Pots and pans hang above your head, an old English style range stands against one wall, cold to the touch, waiting for wood to fuel it. You sigh as you realise this. You’ve never cooked on a range before. There’s no call for one in your flat in Seoul.
The kitchen has a view of the back of the grounds, out towards the lake. Perfect for gazing at when washing up, you think.
As you investigate the cupboards which are a little bare at the moment due to the food you have brought with you still being in its cardboard boxes, you hear a shout and look out of the window out to the lake. Hyung Jun and Young Saeng mess around on the docks, splashing water at each other, both in swimming trunks, prepared as they wrestle to end up in the water. On the banks, Hyun Joong and Jung Min mess with the fishing rods they found. Hyun Joong is a natural, skimming the line out across the water. Jung Min is not. His gets attached to the back of his top and whips it over his head. You laugh loudly.
Hyung Jun ends up in the water first and Young Saeng does a victory dance, throwing his cap in the air and plunging into the water. It is freezing and he exclaims loudly. You shake your head in humour and begin to rifle through the boxes.
As your back is turned you do not see the four boys emerge from the water and drop their rods and begin towards the cabin, evil in mind. The first you know of their presence is Kyu Jong’s screech as they lift him up off of the sofa and carry him out of the door above his head, Young Saeng and Hyun Joong coming in for you.
*Now boys* you put your hands up in front of you. *It doesn’t have to be this way*
They glance at each other and grin. You back into the sink as they come at you and laugh and shriek as they sling you over Hyun Joong’s shoulder and Young Saeng leads the way into the living area, out the door and around the side of the cabin towards the back. Towards the lake.
You kick a flay your arms about, your head upside down. As you watch the grass sway beneath you you manage to adjust your head so that you can see past Hyun Joong’s back and through the line between his torso and arm. You watch as Jung Min and Hyung Jun hold onto a protesting Kyu Jong. You groan and flop your head downwards again. The grass is replaced by the water splashed wood of the dock.
*We bring these two here today* Jung Min says in a deep voice, his hands wrapped around Kyu Jong’s ankles, Hyung Jun holding onto his wrists. *To charge them with the crime of not having fun. How do you plead?*
Hyun Joong gently lets you down from his shoulder but he holds onto you. Young Saeng waits by his side.
*Not guilty!* Kyu Jong shouts. *I was having fun with my beer and the instant noodle adverts!*
*Not fun!* Hyung Jun decides in a deep executioners voice. *We find the defendant - guilty!* And with that Kyu Jong is swung into the lake with a scream of Aiiiiiissshh! and a splash!
Your turn.
Hyun Joong takes your wrists and Young Saeng your ankles. Jung Min and Hyung Jun look at you.
*And you madam?* The sun blinks into your eyes as Jung Min’s head moves. You giggle.
*Do you laugh at the supreme court?* Young Saeng demands. You shake your head, unsure of anything now, still giggling. You try to speak but the laughter bubbling within you won’t let you.
*You are charged with not having fun. How do you plead?*
*Not guilty! I was having a ball unpacking your lunch!* You manage, still chuckling. Jung Min pulls his finger across his neck.
*Guilty!* He shouts. The world around you begins to swing from side to side as Young Saeng and Hyun Joong sway you in their hands. The world spins as you roll in the air and then becomes very cold, slightly dirty, and very very wet.
On the docks, Young Saeng dusts his hands off and grins at the others three.
*That went well*
*Exceedingly fun*
*I agree*
*Lunch?*
*Why not*
But before they can move off you and Kyu Jong, who signalled to you beneath the dock, reach up your slippery hands and grab the ankles of Young Saeng and Hyung Jun, tugging hard. Having been stood by the edge they both fall backwards into the water with a SPLOOSH and a SPLASH! You and Kyu Jong remain under the docks, laughing silently. Kyu Jong signals, pointing upwards and you nod. Swimming from beneath the dock, you grab hold of Hyung Jun and pull him into the water too. Jung Min looks around himself, nervous.
Kyu Jong sends a questioning look to you but you shake your head.
*He’s mine* You say and emerge from beneath the dock, climbing up onto it. Jung Min sees you and begins to back away.
*Now then Your Name, calm down, no need to do this* You continue towards him as the boys in the lake duck each other and swim around merrily. You drip from head to foot.
*Your Name, it was just a joke, just a laugh* You nod silently.
*Let’s go get you changed, huh? Then - then I’ll make lunch. Yeah! I’ll make it, give you a break, anything you want, I’ll take you into town, we can get whatever you want, seafood -* He has stopped now, unable to stop grinning at you. You smile back.
*Jung Min. I don’t want anything*
*Really?*
*Except revenge* and with that you push him back into the water. He splutters as he comes to the surface and you laugh.
*That was unfair, Your Name*
*No. This is* and you bomb into the water, splashing his once perfectly set hair all the more.

* * *

You make lunch from one small fish that Hyun Joong had caught on his rod which had been left in the lake whilst you played water fights. The fish is shared with ramen and fresh cabbage leaves and for afters, you open some dried apricots and have a flinging match with Hyun Joong.
The afternoon is almost over by the time lunch has been finished and the six of you lie on the colourful rug of the living room, the coffee table pushed away, heads side by side in a circle. You all feel tired, full and slightly gucky from the lake water you have not washed off yet.
You fall asleep one by one.
When you wake it is late evening and the moon bursts through the open front door, glowing on you. You sit up, the only to have stirred, and run your hand through your matted hair, pulling out a strand of lake grass with disgust. Sat up, you gaze down on the five in a circle around you. Young Saeng cuddles up against Kyu Jong. Hyung Jun has his mouth open and snores gently. Hyun Joong’s face is set in a beautiful state of peaceful repose.
And then there’s your Jung Min.
Curled up on his side, thumb in his mouth, muttering quietly in his sleep. You reach your hand out and brush back his hair. Your back twinges a little. The wooden floor is incredibly uncomfortable to sleep on.
You stand stiffly and stretch. Pulling a couple of blankets from the back of the sofa, you spread them across the boys and tuck them in. Young Saeng moves a little but remains asleep. You look down on the circle of heads, hands on hips and sigh contentedly.
*Good night, SS501* You whisper and walk through the gap you have now left in the circle. You close the front door so that they won’t get chilly and make your way to bed.

Ok beautiful followers, this is an apology for taking such an age to get anything new on here, things have been so busy. But I am about to publish quite a large set of scenarios, requested by Hyungvia. The theme is holidaying with SS501 and each one is broken down into your own SS501 bias with a couple of parts to each bias. Enjoy, darling followers, the first will be Park Jung Min :)

Fri, 05 Aug 2011 10:43:31 -0400

HEY GUYS :) OK SO GRADUATION IS FINALLY OVER THUS ARE ITS PREPERATIONS: I CAN FINALLY WRITE FOR YOU AGAIN! I APOLOGISE FOR THE WAIT BUT EVERYONE'S SCENARIOS WILL BE WRITTEN - THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE I MUST DO BETTER!!! :)

Wed, 27 Jul 2011 04:38:17 -0400

Kim Hyun Joong request for dream4dland - You dress up sexily for Hyun Joong but you are clumsy and unsure what to do...

Sun, 10 Jul 2011 12:40:15 -0400

*Haha! How about that one?*

*Is that the front or the back?!*

*Who cares, it’s sexy!*

*How can you look sexy in that? And how do you pee wearing it?!*

*Huh, ok, not that one*

*I don’t like that colour on me*

*Agreed*

*I wiould catch pneumonia in that*

*Inside?!*

*You’d die instatntly going outside in it*

*Mm. This one?*

*No*

*This one?*

*No*

*That one?*

*Definately not!*

*This isn’t bad*

*How the hell do you get that on?!*

*I think it would involve grease…*

*Absaloutely not*

*We’re running out of outfirs, Your Name*

You sigh and lean back from your computer. Your friend clicks the websites Next page button and you shiver.

*I am no cheap!*

*No… course not* You poke your tongue out and laugh.

*There’s only a couple of pages left*

*What are they?*

*Naughty Nurse*

*Mm…*

*Delicious Dancer - it’s edible*

*Uh…*

*Or this one* You lean forward and blink.

*I can live with that*

*Sure?*

*Yeah*

*Great. I’ll add it to your shopping basket. Hey, look, they send a surprise free gift!*

*What is it?*

*I dunno. It’s a surprise*

*Isn’t that a photo of it?*

*Maybe…but it’s wrapped*

*I can guess what it it…look at the shape…*

You both begin giggling…

* * *

Hyun Joong comes home from a tough day at the studios and dumps his gym bag in the hallway. He walks through the flat, slipping on house slippers and combing his hand through his hair.

*Your Name?*

Hyun Joong makes his way to the kitchen and picks up an apple. Taking a crunchy bite he notices food cooking. Lifting the lid off of a saucepan he peers in… a call behind him makes him drop the lid.

*Your Name* He begins to come forward but stops by the counter, mouth open, apple forgotten.

*Why are you dressed -*

*Annyong, Oppa…* You smile seductively, draped across the doorway, a feather duster in one hand. You run your fingers through the black and white feathers. Hyun Joong swallows.

*Your Name? Why are you a maid?*

*Your Name? Who is Your Name? I - am Consuella. Your sexy live in maid*

Hyun Joong’s mouth smiles a little at one corner as he takes in your very small, very tight black dress with its starched white petticoat, frilly white apron, white knee high tights black shining shoes and a cap to finish off the outfit. You beam back.

*Well um…Consuella…If that is your real name* You blink flirtingly. *What is this?* He points at the bubbling saucepan.

*Oh! That!* You start forward and stumble, unused to the style of heels which are six inch spikes.

Hyun Joong watches your progress into the kitchen with interest.

*Um. Well. This is your favourite* You turn by the oven and pick up a spoon. You play with its handle, hoping to all of the deities that it looks sexy.

*Would you like* You dip the spoon into the pan and get some of the sauce *A taste?* You put the spoon in your mouth suggestively and screech. The cooking sauce is hot. The metal even hotter.

*Your Na- Consuella?!*

*Mm* You hold out the spoon, stopping him coming closer. Your face reddens a little as you hold in your scream.

*Thith -* You swallow, pressing your burnt tongue against the roof of your mouth. *This* You put down the spoon. *Is cooked*

*I’m going to freshen up first* Hyun Joong says, looking at you oddly. *Try not to hurt yourself again, uh, Consuella*

He goes out of the room and you rush to the tap, gulping down ice cold water.

After a few minutes you stumble and trip into the living room and take out your feather duster again, placing yourself so that you are looking the opposite way to the bathroom door and bend over, dusting the dustless coffee table daintily.

Hyun Joong splashes himself with water, drying his face infront of the mirror and chuckles. The lengths his beautiful Your Name - Consuella - will go to to please him. He shakes his head, eyes and mouth smiling and opens the bathroom door -

to find your petticoated rear staring at him.

*Uhum* He clears his throat.

*Yes, Sir?*

*Um, Consuella? You don’t need to do this now. The place is pretty clean*

*Oh* You stand and turn, smiling suggestively.

*What would you have me do?*

*Um. Well… I’m going to watch my shows* Hyun Joong slips past you and settles on the sofa, flicking the TV on with the controller. Star King comes to life, the MC audience laughing at the antics of SHINee’s Jonghyun.

*Oh* You turn to look down at him, unsure how to proceed. You’ve never done this before and are completely unconfident. Dressing up You should never have listened to _______. This isn’t going to get you anywhere.

*Right. Well… Are you - are you sure there is nothing I can get for you, Sir?* You bend over once more, allowing the low cut front to work its magic. His eyes blink repeatedly, trying to keep concentrated on the TV.

*Um…No* You lean forward a little more. *No, um … Maybe you could get me some dinner?*

*Dinner?* You blink. *I hadn’t planned on actually eating that* You mutter to yourself.

*Yes. Sir. As you wish* You begin to walk clumsily forward havin to pass Hyun Joong to get out to the kitchen. But your heels are completely impractical and you fall forwards.

Hyun Joong has been watching your progress from the corner of his eyes and his arms go straight out when you begin to fall. You end up in his lap and look up at him, cap askew, legs in the air, feather duster on the floor. You blush finishes the comical look.

*Aish*

*Conseulla? Are you okay?*

*Yes* You mutter, trying to sit up. Then a thought occurs and you faint backwards into his arms once more.

*Oh, but, I feel so - dizzy! Maybe the - the Kiss Of Life may -* You put your hand against your forehead mellodramatically. *Revive me!*

Hyun Joong gives a single laugh and looks around the room, trying to calm himself down.

*I’m sorry… Consuella* You close your eyes and faint a little more. *But I am already dating a very funny, sexy, beautiful woman. And I don’t want to kiss anyone but her* Your eyes flutter open.

*Hyun! Stop spoiling the fun!*

*Your Name! I would never have guessed -*

*Yeah, yeah* You stand up from his lap and kick off the stupid heels.

*I should never have listened to ____. Stupid idea* You pull off the cap. *I’ll go serve up dinner -*

Hyun Joong takes your wrist to stop you.

*Your Name. Don’t be so silly -*

*I just wanted to be a sexy woman to you*

*Haha, don’t be silly - you’ve made me laugh ever since I came home. Don’t you know that’s the sexiest thing you could ever do?* You smile slowly.

*Really?*

*Mm… Well… Except maybe for one thing…*

*What?*

*Well… A striptease might …* You grin and back away, beginning to fiddle with the buttons on your dress.

*Oh really? Well… in that case -*

You fall backwards onto the floor, tripping over those damned heels.

Hi seven-kisses - Thank you so much for your requests! They are on my list :) I just wanted to check if there was a specific band you had in mind? You didn't mention in your request. Thanks again :)

Thu, 07 Jul 2011 12:13:17 -0400

A huge thank you to...

Thu, 07 Jul 2011 07:02:00 -0400

mymiserableredemption

yousureloveanji

seven-kisses

020304lovejungmin

Welcome to KPopDayDreams :)

SS501 Scenario 5/5 for dubustargirl - Kim Hyun Joong confesses his love for you and tells you he wants you to be his

Thu, 07 Jul 2011 06:09:54 -0400

You Are Apart From Kim Hyun Joong For A Week While He Promotes His New Release In Japan. The Flat Is Very Empty. The TV Is Very Dull Without Your Boyfriend To Make Fun Of It. You Have Little To Do Once You Come Home From Work And So Wander The Flat Aimlessly. Your Friends Are All Busy. Your Family Back Home Can Only Talk In The Very Early Hours Of The Morning When You Should Be Sleeping.

But you make it. You struggle through the week and you survive.

The Friday morning that Hyun Joong is flying back in arrives and you are up early. You run a hot bath and fill it to overflowing with your favourite scented bubble bath. Whilst the tub fills you run around the flat, tidying it despite its spotless state, and then you slip into the deliciously warm water.

You listen to Hyun Joong’s new single over and over whilst in the bath, eyes closed, picturing him as you relax your jumping nerves. Your stomach is full of butterflies as you get out and wrap a towel around yourself.

Hyun Joong’s plane touches down at half past nine. You have an hour. Taking your time, you dress yourself in a simple dress of your favourite colour. Your hair dries perfectly and takes little styling for once. It’s as if it knows!

Earrings go in and heels are slipped on. You twirl in front of the mirror. Your style is simple elegance and you know Hyun Joong will adore it.

At nine you skip down the steps outside of the block of flats and get into your car.

The drive to the airport is too long for you. But you quietly thank the agents for booking him into Seoul airport, not Incheon… That would have taken even longer.

Once you’re at the airport you struggle with the carpark ticket machine hands trembling in your excitement.

Once you’re parked you get out of the car and straighten your dress, brushing your hair off of your face.

You locate the terminal meeting point and quickly make your way over. Normally if you come to meet Hyun Joong you would have to wait in a private car for him to come to you, guided by large bodyguards, or you’d have to battle your way through hundreds of fan girls who had discovered his arrival. But today he has kept his return to Korea a secret and, thankfully, the only other people around are those waiting for their family members or business contacts, etc.

You stand waiting impatiently in the airport. Announcements are made now and again in Korean. A little girls runs around the area, tiring her poor mother. You watch with a small smile. The girl squeals as her mum rawrs at her during a game. Giggling, the girl hides behind a colum. Her mum answers her mobile. The little girl runs over to you and hides behind you. You look down on her and greet her. She looks up at you with another giggle.

You watch as she runs around your legs. Eventually the mother realises and rushes over, apologising to you. You reassure her that you aren’t worried and the girl smiles. Her mum takes her hand and apologises once more You’re about to ask the little girl her name when she squeals Appa!

You and her mum look over at the arrivals gate and you see people beginning to come through, bags with them, some pocketing passports, others waving at loved ones. You look quickly for Hyun Joong but don’t see him. You step back, watching patiently.

The little girl is reunited with her grinning father. You can’t help but feel a little teary as he swoops his daughter up and kisses her many times. The mother waits next to you. When the father comes over he kisses the mothers cheek, carrying his child.

You try not to listen as they greet each other. You pull faces at the little girl who continues to laugh and giggle. She’s such a happy child. A minute or two passes and the father puts his daughter on the ground and takes his bag. The mother nods at you as she takes her daughters hand. The little girl looks back at you as they walk away, opening and closing a chubby little hand at you in a wave.

You turn around to find Hyun Joong stood at the gate in a low cap and plain clothes, grinning at you widely.

You break into a run and shout *Hyun!*

* * *

Back at home you cuddle into Hyun Joong’s arms on the sofa, sleepy. He strokes your hair, looking at the TV screen without interest. You murmer in contentment.

*I misses you so much, Your Name*

*Me too*

*You missed yourself?*

*Everyday* You giggle. He tickles you, unrelentingly, only stopping when you can no longer breathe for laughing.

*Ooo* Hyun Joong’s eye is caught by the TV. An advert promoting instant noodles causes a grumble in his stomach.

*Shall I cook for you?*

*I can get it-*

*No, no, you’ve had a long day travelling. Let me* You skip into the kitchen and begin thinking about dinner. Hyun Joong notices a large cardboard box. He stands and goes over to it.

*What are these cans?*

*Hm?*

*In the box from your mother. Alphabetti Spaghetti?*

You come back into the living room and laugh at his bewildered expression.

*Ha, mum sent them as a joke. Reminding me how old I am by sending me food I used to eat*

*But what is it?*

*Food* He looks from the can to you.

*Can we eat it?*

* * *

*Happy with the gourmet, Sir?* Hyun Joong laughs, looking down at his bowl in wonder.

*Very*

*You can eat it*

*But it’s fun to play with*

*Mm. But it’s for eating* He pokes his tongue out at you in humour and eats a mouthful. You laugh as he grimaces.

*Uck!*

*I tried warning you when it was warming*

*You ate this as a child?*

*Loved it*

*Maybe I’ll have some instant noodles after all*

You look down into your own bowl, hiding your smile.

*I watched* he says, playing with the food again. *With that little girl*

*Wasn’t she beautiful?*

*You were beautiful. You glowed around her* He smiles at your blush.

*I missed you so much* He nods and points at his bread plate. You look.

I MISSED YOU

is written out in alphabetti spaghetti. You laugh.

*Hyun! You’re not supposed to play with it*

I REALLY MISSED YOU

He now spells out. You nod, tears beginning.

*Me too*

*How did you miss yourself?* He asks gently. Your voice breaks as a tear rolls down your cheek.

*Because you weren’t here with me*

Hyun Joong’s face breaks into a wide smile. He comes around the table, kneeling beside you and kissing your cheek.

*I can’t leave you ever again. Nor can you leave me. I want you with me every moment of every day* You sniff.

*Why?* Hyun Joong arranges some more letters and you look at them in their red sauce.

BECAUSE I LOVE YOU

SS501 Scenario 4/5 for dubustargirl - Kim Kyu Jong confesses he loves you and wants you to be his

Wed, 06 Jul 2011 06:47:41 -0400

*Right. I Can Do This, Simply Crack The Eggs, Seperate The Yolk From The White, Whisk The Latter, Keep The First For The Second Stage. I Can Do That*

You pause in your speech to yourself, hand poised above the bowl’s rim. You look at the egg, the recipe book you bought, back to the egg.

*Come on, Your Name* You talk sternly to yourself. *Kyu is forever cooking you meals. Now it’s your turn*

You stand straight, glare at the egg and threaten it. *If you don’t crack or if you break into pieces, I will beat you silly with the whisk. Do we have a deal?* You nod. Then you lower the egg and tap it against the bowl. It cracks a little but doesn’t break. You tap harder. And again.

This time the egg breaks.

All over you.

* * *

*One ounce of flour is needed. Simple*

You open the bag of flour. Taking great care, you pour out the desired amount and grin.

*I like flour more than eggs* You decide and lift the bag up to fold its top over. But you don’t realise there is a small amount of flour caught in a corner. You fold it quickly and carelessly.

And get a puff of flour dust in your face for the pleasure.

* * *

*Now. If I have timed this all right. Then in thirty four seconds, the souffles should have risen. The cake can go in. The prawns can begin to fry and I can go get changed* You watch the second hand on your watch.

*Four, three, two, one! Yay!* You open the oven door and take out the tray. The souffles look beautiful. You grin happily and put them to the side, switching off the oven and washing the prawns.

*Right. Now to change*

* * *

Kim Kyu Jong comes round at the exact time you told him. You walk to the door smelling of perfume, hair perfect, lipstick smiling at him. He eyes you.

*Can I just eat you for dinner?*

You giggle and let him kiss you.

*Mm. It smells good*

*Thank you*

Kyu follows you into the living room where you have set up a small table. You have surrounded candles with petals, wrapped the cutlery in heart decorated napkins, and have wine chilling. Kyu grins, standing behind you, hands on your hips. You pick up a chocolate truffle you bought earlier in the day and turn slightly to feed it to him.

*Mm* he murmers. You smile.

*Good?*

*Incredible. Did you make them?*

*Um… Yeah*

You extract yourself from Kyu’s grasp and kiss him quickly.

*I am going to give you the best dinner ever!*

*Can’t wait*

You go our to the kitchen to check the savoury souffles. Kyu picks up another truffle and shakes his head in wonder at the effort you’ve put in.

In the kitchen you quickly throw away the chocolate truffle wrapper and open the cupboard you left the souffles in and bring out the plate.

You gasp.

They’ve fallen!

Panicked, you put the plate on the side and look at them with hatred.

*You couldn’t stay risen for a minute longer?!*

*Everything ok, Your Name?*

*Um… yup!*

You decide to serve it as it is and hope for the best. You quickly decorate the plates as you’ve seen in your cookbook and take a breath, picking up the two plates.

*Please be ok*

* * *

*You know they fall, right?* Kyu asks, pushing away his empty plate. You gulp your last piece down.

*I didn’t. But I do now*

*Your Name. It was delicious* You smile and take Kyu’s hand. He kisses your fingers.

*Now. Main?* He raises his eyebrows.

*We could wait awhile…* You ignore his suggestive eyebrows and stand.

*Uh-uh. First you will every bite of the food I have made you* He laughs as you go back into the kitchen.

* * *

*Ok, top up the wine, the prawns are almost done!*

You quickly stir the prawns in their spicey sauce and dip your finger into the sauce. It tastes amazing. Smiling to yourself, you pick up a tea towel and wipe your hands. You throw the towel down and turn to the fridge to find the cool cucumber dip you made earlier.

You take the dip, some finger bowls and a saucer of rice into Kyu. His eyes light up at the sight of the food and you.

*This is all so good. Nearly as impressive as my meals* You giggle and accept his praise. He punctuates his words by pulling you gently down to him and kissing you. You don’t part until you smell something.

*Smoke?* You gasp and clack your heeled feet into the foggy kitchen. Kyu quickly follows and begins coughing.

*The towel!* You gasp at your stupidity, leaving the now burning towel so close to the gas flames of the hob.

*Out of the way, Your Name!* Kyu comes to your rescue, grabbing the non-burning corner of the towel and ushering you back across the small kitchen. You watch him throw it into the sink and twist the taps. It sizzles and the high flames die. Your arms drop to your side and you feel disappointment settle in your stomach.

Kyu coughs a little as he opens the kitchen window. A cool evening breeze accompanies the sounds of Seoul’s busy evening streets.

*Are you ok?* He rushes to you and you nod.

*I’m so stupid*

*No - no, it could happen to anyone. The important thing is that you’re ok-*

*The prawns!* You cross the kitchen and look into the pan. You flick off the gas in exasperation and lean against the counter.

*It’s ruined. It’s -* Kyu looks too. The extra flames have burnt the spicy sauce and blackened the prawns. He rubs his neck. You bite your lip, refusing to cry.

*Your Name, it’s not that bad -*

*I can’t even cook you a nice meal* Kyu takes a spoon and dips it into the pan. You watch him take a mouthful. He tries to hide the bitter burnt taste but he can’t help but pull his face a little. You rub your cheeks.

*It’s not that bad. Look this bit isn’t burnt* He lifts the spoon to your mouth. You reluctantly eat it. It’s slightly charred but not bad.

*Go sit down, Your Name. I’ll plate the best bits up*

* * *

After your small main, you feel a little better. Kyu has been doing all he can to make you smile and you’ve even laughed over the incident.

*Ok. Ready for desert?* You ask. He looks at you in the low light, the candles wavering their glow on your beauty. He also looks at your very simple yet sexy dress.

*Are you dessert?*

You laugh through his protests of *I’m serious* and disappear into the kitchen. You let out a scream of exasperation.

*Huni?* Kyu jumps up but you come back in, holding a cake tin with your bare hand.

*Your Name, that’s hot!*

*No, it’s not* You tip it a little so he can see the contents. *I forgot to turn th oven back on*

* * *

At half past midnight you finally get to eat the (now cooked, nburnt, completely risen) cake. Kyu had insisted you make up for the lack of dessert by being dessert and you now lie in your dressing gowns on the living room floor and slowly eat bite after bite of cake. Kyu smiles.

*You know something?*

*What?*

*You’re a terrible cook*

You laugh and nod in agreement. *Although this tastes good*

*It’s beautiful* You smile.

*Never leave me, Your Name* You look at him.

*Kyu?*

*You’re everything to me, woman. My friend, my lover, my soulmate, my beauty - my terrible cook* You blush but don’t drop your gaze. He waits a moment and then says confidently.

*I want you to be mine forever. Huh. I love you, Your Name*

SS501 Scenario 3/5 for dubustargirl - Heo Young Saeng confesses his love for you and tells you he wants you to be his

Sun, 03 Jul 2011 11:13:33 -0400

One Morning You Rouse Late. Rolling Over In The Deliciously Warm Bed, You Feel The Sun Fall On You And Close Your Eyes Tighter, Whimpering, Reluctant To Wake Up. You Let Your Arm Flop Across The Bed. The Other Side Is Empty. Curious, You Open One Eye And See That Your Boyfriend, Heo Young Saeng, Isn’t In The Bed. You Yawn And Push Your Hair Back. He Must’ve Had To Go Out.

Minutes pass and your brain begins to adjust itself to being awake. You let your arm rest across your eyes and simply listen to the sounds around you.

Outside the slightly open window lets in the OST of Seoul: Traffic. People clackin heels across the pavement. Shouts between friends on their way to school. The occasional bang from the construction site down the lower side of the dong. A stray dog barking. The sizzle of fresh meat hitting a street vendor’s grill.

Overhead you you hear the person in the flat above yours walk heavily across her floor and leave her flat. You hear the whir of the lift going to collect her.

Inside the flat the tap in the bathroom occasionally lets a drip fall into the empty sink. The air conditioner almost silently growls into life on its timer. The clock on the kitchenette wall ticks in time.

The dripping in the bathroom becomes your focus. It irritates you. You lie there, just thinking about general things. Deciding the presentation you did at work went well. Remembering you need to get some food in today. Wondering if the package from your mum will arrive this morning… Remembering the lovely words Young Saeng said to you last night…

* * *

*Comfortable?*

*Mhm*

*Do you want more duvet?*

*No, I’m warm enough*

*It is too warm tonight*

*Mm*

*I might switch the air con on*

Young Saeng slips out of the bed and pads across the wooden floor of your bedroom barefoot and confident he isn’t going to step on anything in the dark or bump into furniture.

*Better?* He asks, sliding beneath the covers. You nod and snuggle up to him, you on your side, Young Saeng on his back, arm wrapped around you.

The gauzy summer curtains are always left open to let in some air from outside. They let in the partial light of the moon, peeking behind a night cloud. The moon’s rays fall on you both.

*Your Name. How did the meeting go?*

*With my boss? Well, I think. She had positive feedback for my presentation… I feel confident*

He nods and kisses the top of your head.

*I knew you would do well. I always know you will. Do you know that?*

*It’s nice that you have such confidence in me*

*How could I not, you beautiful woman* Your smile is luminous in the lunar light.

*Do you remember when we first met, Your Name?*

*Of course. You told me I was what were searching for. You also informed me that one day you would marry me. But that that day would not come until you had fallen in love with me to the extent that you could forget all other things in your life and dedicate yourself to me* Young Saeng looks at you.

*You remember all of that?*

*How could I forget such words… I treasure them*

Young Saeng forces you to slip back across the bed a little by rolling onto his side to face you. You both tuck a hand beneath your pillow. His free hand takes yours and his eyes lock onto you.

*Then get ready. Prepare yourself. Your Name. Because - I am going to ask you to marry me* He ignores your gasp, carrying on quickly.

*Not yet. I do not yet have the ring I want to present to you. Nor do I know how I am going to do it. But I am telling you because … this news means something*

*You love me* You whisper. He smiles, voice low.

*Yes. I confess. I love you. So much. More than anything or anyone else in this world. I want you. I was right that first day - you are what I’ve been looking for all of these years. And I love you. Love you, love you, love you.

* * *

You smile now, lying on your back, eyes still covered, his words echoing around your mind.

Drip… drip…

*Aish*

You slowly rise yourself up. The dripping is driving you crazy and making you need the bathroom. You reluctantly swing your legs out of the bed and stand.

In the bathroom you rub your eyes and twist the tap head. The dripping stops. Looking at the mirror you gasp at your reflection.

Written in your favourite lipstick, over and over again are the words:

I Love You!

A small heartshaped postitnote is stuck to the mirrors frame. You ignore the fact that the note has been written with your pencil eyeliner and read its message:

I’ve gone on a quest for the perfect ring. Will bring home dinner. Please, don’t forget: Saranghaeyo <3 <3 <3

are you still writing?

Sun, 03 Jul 2011 04:15:53 -0400

Hi yes I am still writing and will be posting some stories today or tomorrow - I am graduating in 3 weeks so I have been trying to get everything for that sorted out this week.

Sorry for the delay guys, thank you for your patience!

:) <3

Hello, it's the not-wanting-to-get-addicted-to-tumblr anon again :D
Once again I wanted to thank you sooo much for your awesome SS501 scenarios, especially the exams-related ones - I've read them a couple of times when I was starting to feel down and they helped me to get a little better (and in the end I passed everything, haha) ♥ And btw, I loved the latest one, Jungmin version ;~;
Anyway, thanks a bunch and keep it up! :D
M.

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 16:43:30 -0400

Hey :)

Thank you sooo much for letting me know this! You’ve no idea the smile I have on my face :) Hehe. I am also glad you enjoyed the Jung Min one, I had fun writing it :)

And WELL DONE PASSING YOUR EXAMS!!! I am so pleased for you! Well done! Fighting for anymore you may have!

I will be posting more stories soon, I’ve just had a week off to catch up wth friends and sort out graduation details - don’t worry, lots more to come! :)

PS Thank you for being such a kind follower :) <3

Komapsumnida/Thank You New Followers! :) XXX

Mon, 27 Jun 2011 12:50:53 -0400

You have 7 new followers:

Thank you! It means sooo much to me that you enjoy my scenarios, I will continue to do my best to please you all :)

SMILES :)

Sending out a hug :)

thank you again! :)

SS501 Scenario 2/5 for dubustargirl - Park Jung Min confesses his love for you and tells you he wants you to be his

Fri, 24 Jun 2011 16:38:04 -0400

Brown Eyed Girls

*Tell me then*

*What?*

*How much you adore me*

*Adore you? Where did you get that idea?*

You giggle at Park Jung Min’s words, head on his lap as you lie on the sofa and he sits, stroking your drying hair.

*You are so romantic, you know that?* You smile. Jung Min nods.

*I do try*

*Try harder* He grins, eyes sparkling. His hand rubs his temple.

*What would you have me do?*

*Be imaginative. Tell me nice things. Think about it*

*Hm. Ok* He shuffles a little, forcing you to sit up. You both turn to look at each other, legs crossed, hands held. He looks at you, straightens his face seriously and clears his throat.

*Your Name. Looking into your eyes is like - like looking into pools of mud*

You gasp and whack his arm as he bursts out laughing.

*Your romance startles me* He continues to laugh.

*I’m sorry, Your Name. But your eyes are brown*

*Maybe I should have dated Young Saeng instead* You tease grumpily. Jung Min stops laughing.

*Ok then. Let me show you romance* He looks at you again, taking your hands. He opens his mouth to speak, gets a burst of giggles, looks away and then back again, stopping the hysteria.

*Your Name* His voice is low and husky. *Looking into your eyes is like turning my gaze on a fountain of melted chocolate, sweet and delicious with a hint of hazlenut*

You blink.

*Did you read that off of the Nutella tub this morning?*

Jung Min bursts into laughter, nodding. You stand up, a bit annoyed now, but he pulls you back down.

*I’m sorry, sweet girl of mine. Listen to me. I have something important to tell you* You turn your chocolate eyes on him.

*I’m listening*

*You are the love of my life. I have known it for awhile but now seems the perfect time to confess to you that - I love you*

You smile.

*Aw, Jung Min -*

*Chocolate-mud eyes and all*

You squeel and hit him with a cushion.

Blue Eyed Girls

*Tell me then*

*What?*

*How much you adore me*

*Adore you? Where did you get that idea?*

You giggle at Park Jung Min’s words, head on his lap as you lie on the sofa and he sits, stroking your drying hair.

*You are so romantic, you know that?* You smile. Jung Min nods.

*I do try*

*Try harder* He grins, eyes sparkling. His hand rubs his temple.

*What would you have me do?*

*Be imaginative. Tell me nice things. Think about it*

*Hm. Ok* He shuffles a little, forcing you to sit up. You both turn to look at each other, legs crossed, hands held. He looks at you, straightens his face seriously and clears his throat.

*Your Name. Looking into your eyes is like staring at a flawless stretch of sky, unimpeded by clouds, left to delight in its purity and beauty. Or maybe it is like looking into an ocean. Sparkling and clear, a window into another, unknown world, full of beauties and wonders few but the lucky will ever see. I would like to lie in the fields looking up at that sky and nothing would please me more than to dive into your cool waters*

You blink. Stunned.

*Jung Min - I -* You have to stop. You feel your eyes become full of tears, threatening to overflow. Jung Min’s face, wobbly from your tears, becomes concerned.

*No! No, Your Name! Don’t cry. Don’t ever cry, not whilst your with me. I will make sure you never have cause to cry* He kisses your lips quickly.

*No rain can fall from a faultless sky. Nor can a whirpool start in a calm sea* The corner of his mouth lifts in a small smile. *But whilst you are crying, can I confess something to you?* You nod, incapable of speech.

*I have never wanted anything in my life as much as I want you. I love you. I love you so much!*

Green Eyed Girls

*Tell me then*

*What?*

*How much you adore me*

*Adore you? Where did you get that idea?*

You giggle at Park Jung Min’s words, head on his lap as you lie on the sofa and he sits, stroking your drying hair.

*You are so romantic, you know that?* You smile. Jung Min nods.

*I do try*

*Try harder* He grins, eyes sparkling. His hand rubs his temple.

*What would you have me do?*

*Be imaginative. Tell me nice things. Think about it*

*Hm. Ok* He shuffles a little, forcing you to sit up. You both turn to look at each other, legs crossed, hands held. He looks at you, straightens his face seriously and clears his throat.

*Your Name. Looking into your eyes, I see jewels. You are a prize. A diamond. Your personality, your vitality, all of you just shines. Your heart is pure as gold. Your soul as faultess as amber. Your generosity to others reminds me of the simple beauty of aqua. Your temper is smooth as a gem. Your skin -* The back of his hand brushes your arm, upto your neck, across your cheek. *As soft as the surface of amethyst. And your eyes are like crystal: bright, rugged and so hypnotising as to render me senseless. The colour reminds me of jade. Perfect in hue and shade: perfect because they are a part of you*

You bite down hard on your lip. His fingers are holding yours tightly. Nothing in the world matters much right now. You are barely aware of anything, just registering your breathing.

*I love you too* You whisper. His eyebrows raise.

*You know I love you?*

*Of course*

*But - I only just realised myself*

*I think we realised at the same time* His smile to this is so dazzling you can barely look at it.

*I confess it* He shouts happily. *I love you!* He laughs. *This is my confession* His voice lowers to a whisper. *I love you*

His arms move around your waist and he pulls you on top of him, both of you laughing and squealing as you fall back on the sofa. After your kiss he raises his eyebrows.

*Go on then*

*What?*

*Be romantic to me* You laugh.

*Oh no, romance is your job. My job is to absorb it*

*Huh. Is that so?* You nod.

*Mhm*

*Well then. Absorb this* His lips lock onto yours again.