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expedition 33 is a game about what would happen if you died and your family went insane fighting over your minecraft world you made when you were 12

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It’s been a while, I hope you’re doing well. I decided a while ago that I wasn’t going to write anymore just due to not having the time for it in my life these days. I loved writing and I hope that there’s someone out there who enjoyed reading what I wrote

With the sudden passing of Moonbin I thought I would address this, and check in with the fans. If you’re reading this, please look after yourself. Mourning is difficult. People say time heals, and it does but you’ll never stop missing what you’ve lost. Take it one day at a time :)

And may our Moonbin rest in peace

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Talk // Ha-Eun

Hi omg it’s been a hot minute. I was re-reading this series a week ago and I felt bad for not writing anything in a while. I can’t promise regular updates but I can guarantee that whenever I’m feeling inspired, an update will proceed!

Don’t ask what the time line is, I don’t even know myself at this point lol.

Overall; Eun’s dad is acting a little sus and Eun has a little chat with her mum.

The front door of the bungalow slams open, with Ha-Eun running through a brief second after and rushing into the living room.

“I’m home!” She shouts as she drops her bags on the floor. In the room, her dad stands staring at her. Arms folded. Forehead creased. Eyebrows furrowed. Eyes glaring. He says nothing, and walks into the next room. 

“Hey Eun, you visiting too?” Eun turns around to see her sister standing behind her. 

“Uhh, yeah! Hey! How’s the plan for your wedding going?”

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A little later when the excitement dies down, Eun’s dad and sister leaves the house to go get takeout for dinner. Eun sits down on the sofa watching ASTRO’s latest comeback on TV, with her mum sitting beside her in her wheelchair.  “Oh Eun,” Her mum begins, “look at you go! I’m so proud of you, I can see how hard you’ve worked.”

At that, Eun smiles, “Thanks mum, it’s all because of you.”

“You can’t give me credit for that! It’s all down to your hard work.”

“I’m not so sure about that, who was the one blasting The Carpenters while cleaning when I was 2 years old?”

They both laugh, remembering how Eun’s mum would always play loud music on the stereo while completing household chores.

“Hey, mum...?” A ‘hmm’ to her left follows through shortly. “Is dad mad at me for not sending you guys money?” 

“What?”

“The money I get from being an idol? I send it over every month or after we’ve had a comeback...?”

Sung-Mi stays silent for a minute. She frowns before proceeding the conversation.  “I don’t know why he’s been asking that of you, we’re financially stable. We get our shopping delivered every week, no problem. Did you refuse?”

“Yes...” A sigh escapes, “I refused last time which is why I think he hasn’t spoken to me since I’ve arrived. I’m fully okay with sending money to you all, I want to help out as much as I can, but overtime, the amount increased. I can’t provide for myself and my members are forking out for me. They’re so kind but it’s not fair on them. They’ve got their own families to be looking out for and they’ve got to look after themselves.”

“I understand honey don’t worry. When you go I’ll have a little chat okay?”

“Yeah... thanks mum.” Eun grins, leaning her head onto her mum’s shoulder. As the sunsets, the room gets darker and Eun notices a red flashing light in the top corner of the room. 

Thinking it’s nothing but a charger for her mum’s electric wheelchair, Eun turns back to the performance she’s watching with her mum.

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The new virus in town & the truth // Ha-Eun

This is a mess but I wanted drama so here we are.

Due to COVID-19, Korea will be on lock down. Please take the following precautions in order to stop the spread of the virus. Only leave the house to collect essentials, providing you wear a mask. Your temperature will be checked before entering the store. Do not meet up with family or friends outside of your household. If you feel any symptoms, isolate yourself.

After that announcement, the members of Astro found themselves stuck in the dorms together and Ha-Eun immediately called her family.

“Dad, is everyone okay at home?”

“We’re all fine, I don’t suppose I’ll be going to work, let alone receiving any money. I won’t even be able to go out to get shopping Eun, your mother is vulnerable and I can’t risk her catching it.”

“I could get shopping for you? I’ll leave it at the front door and you could wipe it down later.”

“Oh could you?. Everywhere that does online shopping is fully booked already. That’ll help a great deal.”

“When shall I get it for you?”

“Could you go today? We have basically nothing in the kitchen.”

“Um, sure. I’ll talk to the guys. See you later Dad.”

The call ended and it took a few moments for Eun to snap out of her trance. She made her way out of the bedroom, and towards the boys who are sitting on the sofa. 

“Are you done with your call?” Jinjin asks, to which Ha-Eun nods, “Alright everyone, I know we can’t go to the studio right now but we can’t fall behind. Let’s practice our new song-”

“Um, actually...” Eun starts, eyes glued to the floor. “My parents don’t have any shopping at home and my Dad can’t get out of the house as my mum is vulnerable to the virus. Could I skip this one? I promise I’ll catch up!”

At that, the boys frown. 

“Are you kidding? Your parents house is a 3 hour drive. Public transportation is shut. How do you expect to get there?” Sanha questions with worry lingering in his eyes. Eun awkwardly scratches the back of her head.

“Well, I didn’t think that far...”

“Clearly not. You’re not even thinking of your own safety or financial situation, Eun. I don’t suppose your Dad is going to pay you back for this.” 

“Hey Sanha, chill.” Jinjin says, putting a hand on his shoulder before turning to Eun. “I’ll let you go but I don’t want you going alone. We’re in a pandemic and I don’t want fans coming after you.”

After hearing that, Eunwoo stands up, jingling his keys in the air. “I’ll go along, I’ve got my car in the garage.” 

The par get ready, go to the store and finally arrive at Eun’s parents house after four hours. They place the bags outside, knocking on the front door soon after. A few moments of silence pass before the front door opens, showing Ha-Eun’s Dad, a medical mask across his mouth and the bridge of his nose.

“Hi Eun, thanks for doing this!” 

“No problem, but uh, I think this will be a one off until I can take a train here. It’s unfair on Eunwoo that he had to waste his time doing this.” At that, Eunwoo shakes his head.

“Hey, you know I don’t mind helping out.”

“Then could you do it again next week?” Eun’s dad asks.

“I’m sorry sir, as idols we’re quite busy. We’re preparing for our next comeback and I don’t want Eun to risk her health coming out every week.”

“Of course son, I understand that but Eun is the only one who can do this-”

“I’m sure the government would be glad to help out, I can get links to the website and get Eun to send them to you.” He slides his arm tightly around her shoulder, taking a few steps back. Before turning around he continues. “We have to go practice now but I was nice seeing you.”

Just then, a voice echos from inside the house.

“Jae-Ho, you’d better jump in the shower and put your uniform on! Your shift starts in an hour!”

Everything falls silent. Eun’s racks though the many thoughts circling her head. I’m not deaf am I? I know I didn’t just hear Mum say Dad is going to work when he told me, he wasn’t leaving the house for safety reasons. I know I didn’t just waste everyone’s time for this-

She turns around, fury written all over her face.

“Eun you’re mum’s sick. She doesn’t know what she’s talking about-”

“Sick? Are you kidding me? Stop using my mother as an excuse for your lies.” She spits, taking a step forward. Eunwoo quickly follows her, with his arm still tightly around her body, in an attempt to calm her down. “I knew something was up. You’ve been going to work this whole time, you didn’t need my money so why did you take it? Why do you get mad at me when you know you can look after yourself but I can’t? What parent takes- no steals money off their own kid. I can’t believe you. You have just wasted 4 hours of everyone’s time. Do you understand how important practice is to an idol? I’m about to drive home for another 3 hours because you lied to me. You took my money and you risked my friends safety.”

“Eun, please. My work is essential. You know that.”

“And mine isn’t? My living and financial conditions aren’t important to you? I’m sorry but please don’t contact me for a while.”

With that, the pair start their long journey home. They don’t talk. There’s nothing fun to talk about. Eun just sits, watching the cars pass by, thinking how she was used and how her feelings were manipulated by someone whom she trusted so.

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‘Selfish’ // Ha-Eun

A/N: I’m back after a CRAZY two months. I suddenly felt inspired to write so here I am. It took me sometime to figure out if I wanted to write something based on shows ASTRO have been on or if I wanted to write more about Eun herself.

In the end, I thought we’d dive deeper into the mess that is Eun’s family and I’m telling you, it only goes downhill from here. I hope you enjoy! 

“Let’s take 5 guys.” Jinjin says, laying on the ground, arms spread out. Ha-Eun sits on a bench. She brings her water bottle to her mouth, only for it to be empty. 

“Hey I’m gonna go fill up my water bottle. Anyone else need refills?” She asks, to which the boys respond with a chorus of grunts. MJ stands up and offers to help out. The pair gather everyone’s bottles, walk out the room and head down the corridor, towards the fountain. They get halfway though filling the bottles up, when Eun’s phone rings. She takes it out her back pocket, seeing the caller ID as “DAD <3″ and then answering the phone.

“Hi Dad, what’s up?”

“Hi darling, I’m just calling to say that I’ve got some news!” 

“Oh really?” She asks, tightening the lid of Moonbin’s bottle “What’s going on?”

“Your sister is getting married! She’s been telling me it’ll be next year in January, and they’ll be going to Spain!”

“Oh wow, that’s great! I don’t think I’ll be able to make it though. We’re preparing for comeback in February so I’m going to be really busy soon. Tell Areum congratulations for me though! I’ll give her a call tonight.”

“Can’t you just opt out? Everyone is expecting you.” 

Ha-Eun begins to frown, and switching her phone to her other hand, she replies, “You know I can’t do that, I’ll struggle so much if I get behind.”

“It would do no harm in asking your managers.”

“Dad, please.” She sighs, rubbing her forehead.

“Fine, whatever. Did you send your paycheck to my account yet?”

Upon hearing this, Ha-Eun’s mouth falls open and she stumbles, almost dropping her phone. 

“Are you not going to work? I can’t, Dad. I can’t keep asking the boys for help because I don’t have enough money to look after myself.” At that, MJ tilts his head in concern, mouthing an ‘are you okay?’ at her. She nods, and listens as her Dad inhales sharply.

“Are you kidding me Eun?! You’re an idol for god’s sake. How damn hard is it for you to earn money and help your family out? You poor mother is sick, and I’m the one who’s got to look after her. Would it kill you to stop being so selfish and help out for once?” He spits. 

Feeling her vision go blurry, Eun puts down the bottle and turns away from Mj. 

“Sorry, you’re right.” She begins. A tear manages to slip out and she quickly wipes it away, “I’ll send you the money right away but I’ve got to go now. I’ll speak to you later, send everyone my love.”

With red eyes and a big smile, Eun back round to MJ. She picks up some water bottles and gestures for them to walk back. His eyebrows are creased and eyes filled with concern but regardless, he follows her back to the practice room without another word. 

When they get back, Ha-Eun passes the bottles back to their owners and sits back on the bench. Hands buried in her head, hair covering her face and thoughts corrupting her brain. 

He’s right, I am selfish. What kind of daughter am I if I can’t provide for my family? I probably won’t be able to pay for rent but maybe if I ask the boys for some extra chores, they can give me some cash. Or maybe I can sell some of my stuff-  

“Okay everyone!” Jinjin stands up, clapping his hands, “Let’s start from the beginning.”

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Later that evening, Eun is in the kitchen, mindlessly stirring chicken in a pan as she repeats the phone call she had that day in her head for the nth time. 

The boys dragged MJ into the larger bedroom as soon as they got home. MJ, Sanha, Eunwoo and Rocky sit on the bunk beds while Jinjin and Moonbin are on the single bed. 

“Myungjun, is everything okay with Eun?” Jinjin asks, leaning forward slightly. A sigh escapes MJ’s lips, and not long after, he begins speaking.

“Her Dad called her again, I couldn’t exactly hear what he was saying but based on the replies she was giving, I think he was asking for money again.”

“Again?” Rocky’s mouth falls open, eyes widened “He’s asked every time we get paid.”

“And she’s left with pennies for the rest of the month...” Adds Eunwoo.

“Well that’s the thing,” MJ starts, with his thumb and pointer finger rubbing his chin, “It was different this time. She normally just agree’s but this time she tried to refuse. I don’t know what he said to her but I could hear him shouting. Whatever he said, she’s not happy about it and she’s still giving him money this month.”

“I don’t believe he’s using her money for essentials, it’s got to be more then that.” Rocky states, and Moonbin nods in agreement.

“Minhyuk is right, our parents don’t even ask us for money. We give it to them if we can afford it but this is outright stealing. If she’s refused then he’s aware that she can’t afford it.”

“Right...” Jinjin hums, “but if she’s refused then there’s nothing we can do about it. Let’s just figure out how to cheer her up and keep her safe for now, we can get to that issue later-”

Tap, tap, tap.

Simultaneously turning towards the door, the group is greeted with a forced grin. Since they got home, Eun changed from her dance wear into an avocado pyjama set. The top is white and the shorts are a mint green with avocados printed and spread out along the fabric. Covering the whole outfit is Sanha’s black zipper hoodie, which lands at her knees. If the situation wasn’t so dull, they’d be joking about her height, but they could only smile back and gather in the kitchen. 

Eun-Ha hands each boy a bowl filled with veggies and meat. She grabs an apple for herself and munches on it while sitting on the sofa with the rest of the group. Eunwoo immediately notices her lack of meal, and scoots closer. 

“Why aren’t you eating too?” He asks, frowning. 

“Oh, I just didn’t fancy any meat today. If I left it, the chicken would’ve gone off and I don’t want to waste food so I made it for you guys instead. I’m not that hungry either.” She shrugs and turns towards the drama playing on TV. 

“Here, at least have some fried potato,” Eunwoo offers, holding it to her mouth but she purses her lips and shakes her head. “It’s your favourite, come on.”

“I really don’t feel like it today, I had some for dinner yesterday anyways.” 

Eunwoo sighs, knowing that wasn’t the case. Sanha cooked ramen yesterday because he couldn’t be bothered to cook a full meal. Even so, he watches the drama and continues to eat his meal. 

The dinner was slightly awkward. Not on purpose of course, a joke was said here and there but aside from that, everyone was just stuck in their thoughts. 

“Okay everyone, hand your plates to me. It’s my turn to wash up today.” Eunwoo orders after standing up. He collects everyone’s dishes and then walks to the kitchen. Turning on the hot water, Eunwoo drifts off in his own world as he got to work.

“Um, hey Eunwoo. I have a favour to ask of you.” a voice whispers, gently prodding at his arm. He rotates his head, seeing Eun’s tiny figure behind him. 

“What’s wrong?”

“Well, I was just wondering...” With her eyes glued to the floor, Eun takes a deep breath and stumbles over her words. “You don’t have to agree to it, entirely your choice bu- but um... could you lend me some money for this week and I’ll do all your chores for you. I promise I’ll give it back when we next get paid... Oh! I’ll even let you use some of my special face masks, and I can make your bed in the morning-”

“Eunnie, you know that you don’t have to do any of that.” He places a hand on her shoulder and she responds by bringing up her gaze into his eyes. “Don’t be afraid to come to me when you need financial support, okay? I know you’ve been struggling, and it’s completely fine to ask for help.”

Her chin trembled, and a few seconds after, her gaze fell back to the ground. Nails digging into the soft palm of her hand when she clenched her fists. Eunwoo wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and slowly lead Eun to the couch, where they both sat facing each other.

She was almost still if it wasn’t for a tightening in her throat which caused her to let out short and repetitive intake’s of breath along with a river of tears to flow down her cheeks.

“Hey, hey, hey,” Eunwoo whispers, gently taking her chin in his hands. He uses his thumbs and tenderly wipes the tears spilling from her eyes. “what’s wrong Eunnie? I’m here for you, what’s wrong?”

“It’s just- I’ve just got so much on my mind.” 

“What’s on your mind Eun? I’m here to help you.”

“My Dad keeps demanding I send him money... I’m not in a position where I have money to spare but I send it anyway. I even tried only sending over half of my wages but he asked for more and I- I couldn’t say no, Eunwoo. I feel so bad having to ask for you to lend me money when it’s not something I should have to do. It’s not fair, you- you should have that money to treat yourself but it’s being wasted on me. I tried to explain that to him but he just-” She takes a deep breath, calming herself down from the rambling. “He called me selfish Eunwoo and it’s true. I’m selfish if I don’t send money to my family and I’m selfish if I take money from you guys. I’m so, so selfish...” 

Eun’s head hangs in humiliation and she clenches her fists even tighter. Blood slightly covering the edge of her finger nails and smudging along the bumps of her palm. Eunwoo takes Eun’s hand and unravels her fingers. 

“Oh Eun, I’m so sorry you have to deal with this. We’ll figure something out, okay? Maybe for now, don’t answer his calls. Create some distance so he won’t be able to ask. I’ll support you until our next pay check, okay? If you need anything, ask me or one of the guys. They’re so worried about you Eun. We’re all so worried...”

She nods while concurrently sobs escape her lungs. In an attempt to calm her down, Eunwoo traces circles along her back. Eun scoots closer and lays her head on Eunwoo’s chest. Hearing the thumping of his heartbeat restores her breathing, and she listens to his hushed voice. 

“I hope you know that it’s not selfish to ask for help. It’s wrong of him to call you selfish when it’s your property. He doesn’t own it and it’s wrong of him to demand for it and then guilt trip you when you say you can’t provide it. He may be your dad but that doesn’t suddenly make him equivalent to God. The position you’re in right now, the way your feeling, the only person who is at fault for that is him so please don’t blame yourself.”

Eun nods. The pair sit in silence for a few moments before Eun turns herself around so that she can bury her face in his chest and wrap her arms around him.  “Thank you Eunwoo. Thank you so much. I’m so grateful.” 

“Anytime little one,” he ruffles her hair and smiles. “I’ll tell you what. Go grab some of my face masks, I’ll go get some hot chocolate and a first aid kid ready. We can watch a drama together, sound good?”

“Hmmm,” Crossing her arms, a frown is placed on her features. For a second, Eunwoo panics, thinking he’s suggested something wrong. Oh god, I’m sure she likes hot chocolate. I swear she had it yesterday. Or did she have tea- “It sounds good but... it would sound even better if I can braid your hair.”

Eunwoo’s lips break into a grin. 

“If that’s what will make you happy, then braid until dawn”

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Okay, this is very off topic from my posts but this slaps

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I requested the rocky fic and thank you sm omg it was so good 🥺💕🌈🌷

Aaah I’m so glad! Thank you for requesting it, it was a lot of fun 🥺

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hii can i request an end of the world au with rocky where he realizes how much he loves the reader after he almost loses her and at the end he’s just rlly protective of her with lots of fluff? Also i love ur blog ur writing is so gooddd :)

It’s up! I’m sorry it took so long, I’ve been working on it for the past few days so I hope you like it!

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END OF THE WORLD - AU

Rocky x reader

WARNINGS: some cursing

Oh my gosh, it’s done! I hope you enjoyed it! This fic was a c h a l l e n g e. I’m not that experienced in kissing scenes and fighting scenes - and it shows, but it can’t get any worse from here! This isn’t exactly what anon asked for, I’m sorry about that :( I know you wanted to see some scenes where Rocky becomes protective after he almost loses the reader but, who’s to say there won’t be a part two... 

Ahh idk, it depends if people like this. Stay safe everyone!

It was only a month ago when it happened. At the time, everyone saw the threats as negligible. It was just a joke. We believed that no one would actually be stupid enough to start a war, especially in this day and age where technology was powerful enough to destroy the world. To say the least, it was a shock when a missile landed in North Korea the next week. In retaliation, they sent another missile. One even bigger. One that put the surrounding continents in an abysmal state. 

I was with Rocky that day. It was 6pm and we was walking down the street, on our way back to the apartment after getting dinner together. Hands entwined; a warm sunset. It was normal, everything was the same as usual. An array of vehicles flash by, most likely headed home for the weekend. It was nice. It was relaxing. 

I adored every second of it. 

But then that was it.

It was strange. I started to feel itchy, unbearably itchy. I looked at Rocky, he seemed panicked, I asked him if he felt it too. 

But he didn’t answer.

His hand gripped mine and he started sprinting to our apartment. We were only a three minute walk away so it wasn’t long before he shut the door behind us and dragged me towards the bathroom. He let go of my hand, immediately turning on the shower. 

“Rocky, I don’t understand what’s happening.” 

“I’m not sure, but if I’m right there’s not much time to explain.” I notice he’s trembling. His voice is shaky, his eyes were darting around the room. Something’s not right. “I think there’s been a nuclear missile. Ever since the threats have been going on I’ve been doing some research to prepare for the worse case scenario. I didn’t actually think it would- oh my god.

 Okay Y/N, I need you to get in the shower quickly. I think we’re in the thermal radiation zone. There’s a chance radiation is on our bodies right now, so get in the shower. I’ll go check if the windows are closed.” 

“Are you kidding me? You were outside at the same time as me, you’ve got to get in as well.” I step into the shower and pull him in too. “We’re wearing clothes so it’s fine, lets just worry about our health now.” 

He sighs, resting his head on mine; hot breath tickling every inch of my face. Our clothes and bodies were submerged with water. I put my hand on his cheek, rubbing it with my thumb.

“It’s going to be fine. Everything will work out, I promise.”

2 months later...

The panic has finally settled. It had been reported that 1/4 of the population in South Korea have now passed. Whether they have been starved, murdered, blown to pieces, at the end of the day, a lot of people have died. A small portion of buildings were destroyed. Bricks decayed and their fragments sprinkled around the city. All electricity was shut off a month ago. No one was able to manage it due to the minor percentage of the population going out on a killing spree. In this society, it’s kill or be killed. Funny right? It sounds like something a protagonist would say in a movie. 

Luckily Rocky and I were able to text a few friends before that, the ones that we contacted survived and now we’re travelling together. We found a small house on the outskirts of Seoul. 

Unlike the buildings in the city, this one was mostly intact. The front door, was once painted burgundy, but now a rough cream wood peeks out from underneath.  We were relived to see that it had 4 surviving walls, despite having to barrier up some holes with scrap pieces of metal from abandoned cars, it was better then nothing. Inside the house, there was one long corridor with three doors and a staircase. The first door was on the right, it lead to what once was a living room. There was an ivory knole sofa. It was pushed to the side and upon further inspection, circular, brown stains were left on the arms of the chair. A dirty mint rug laid in front. A TV was neatly placed on the table, but there was a hole that shot through the screen. It created a large crack and left glass in its surrounding area. 

To say the least, whoever was in this room at the time, left in a panic. 

The second door lead to a kitchen where we found an astonishing amount of food, the third door was a bathroom. But that didn’t matter really, plumbing stopped working so it has no use. Lastly, the staircase lead to a bedroom. We ended up setting a camp of some sort in the first room. Sleeping bags became a necessity, we had 2 laid on the floor and transformed the sofa into a bed. There was also a reclining armchair in the corner which Moonbin claimed as his own. Rocky and I shared the sofa bed while Jinjin and Sanha took the sleeping bags. 

It was morning, 7am roughly, we were all sitting around Jinjin as he dug through a backpack which contained our supply of food. He placed 2 cans of beans and a breakfast bar on the floor. 

“Is this really all we have?” I ask, Jinjin nods his head in acknowledgement. He puts the food back in the bag and pushes it to the side. 

“Three of us should go out, two should stay here and defend the house.” he inspects the mood before continuing, “ Rocky, Moonbin, lets go out while Sanha and Y/N stay here. They’ll be safer, and Sanha can fight if anything bad happens - which is unlikely.”

The trio stood up and began preparing for their trip. They each balanced a backpack on their shoulders, Moonbin was equipped with a baseball bat, Jinjin had a knife while Rocky held a shotgun. Just as they were about to exit the room, when Rocky pauses at the door. His hand hovers above the handle, and he turns around, opening up a cabinet by the sofa. He pulls out a black pistol and a simple pocket knife. After inspecting them, he silently hands the pistol to Sanha before turning to me. 

He locks the blade in the handle, placing it in my hand and then wraps his arms around me. I clench the knife, feeling goosebumps, and the sickening chill of the metal, travel up my arms. Rocky’s hands move in a calming circular motion, he then places his hands on my shoulders, looking me dead in the eye. 

It brought me back to that day. Those helpless, muddy eyes obstructing my vision from the danger. 

“I know it’s scary, but don’t be afraid to use it if you have to.” Grinning, I nod my head. He reciprocates my action and finally, the three depart for their mission. 

As expected, the house became quiet. 

“Do you think they’ll be okay?” Sanha says after a few minutes. 

“They’re strong.” I began, sitting down on the sofa and patting the spot next to me. Sanha sits with the gun still in his hand. “Jinjin is smart, he won’t panic if he’s threatened. Moonbin is good at self defence and Rocky used to go shooting with his dad when he was a teenager. Also, the store they’re going to is nearby. If anything happens to them - or us - we can help each other out. I don’t think we have to worry.”

We talked about trivial topics to pass the time. We joked, laughed, even danced a bit. Putting it into words like this: we acted recklessly. But it was fun and it kept us going. Despite being so sick with worry, it allowed us to digest our thoughts.

Until, of course we heard a faint murmur. At first, Sanha immediately jumped out of his seat, running to the door. Only then did I chase after him. I grabbed his hand and pulled him back. He started at me, mouth shaped like an ‘o’, eyes widened. 

“Do you really think it’s them?” I whisper-yelled, then reaching up and tapping his head with my index finger, I continued, “The voices outside... if it was them, don’t you think they would come in by now?”

If was even possible, Sanha’s eyes widened even more then before. Quickly, he seized the pistol, pulling me behind him. 

“Stay behind me. Rocky will kill me if something ever happens to you.”

Laughing a little awkwardly, I tap his back in an attempt to settle his rising tension. “Hey - don’t you think you’re being too mean? I look after you continuously and this is how you repay me?”

“Now’s not the time Y/N.”

I let out a sigh. 

“You’re right.”

The silence was almost nauseating. 

The room was full of blind spots, we had no way of knowing where they were.

My heart palpitated faster then time itself.

Somehow, every passing second felt like years - no, decades. No-

Tap

Tap

Slowly, I moved my eyes to the left. I stared at three men, and they stared back. A thin layer of glass was the only security we had.

To keep it short, they looked like thugs. The three all had black hair. The first mans hair was unkempt, one could say it was an effect of the missile.

 The second mans hair was almost like someone had stitched together patches of grass. It seems that he cut it with a knife, probably an attempt of wanting to have shaved hair so his vision isn’t obstructed.  

The third man didn’t appear to have any prominent features, but upon further inspection, he was vastly different to the other two. To put it short, he was handsome: slightly wavy hair, large eyes, plump lips pulled into a smirk. Yet, he sparked intense anxiety. He lifted a plank of wood in the air, forcefully striking the window. The glass smashed into fragments on impact. They laid like a moat, glistening by the window.

Once again Sanha pulled me behind him. He placed one foot forward and aimed towards the three men. 

“Back off. Don’t think I won’t shoot, I will. Turn around right now. If you even think about coming closer you three are as good as dead.”

“Kid,” The third one began, boldly stepping forward, “what are you, 19? 20? You look young. Your threats won’t bother me, after all, I can tell you weren’t even planning to shoot any of us from the start.”

He gestures towards Sanha’s hands, they were shaking. The other two men chuckle, also taking a further step. The big eyed man sits on the armchair, he leans back and rests his forearms on the arms of the chair. 

“You two, are you the original owners of this house?”

“What’s it to you?” Sanha retorts.

“Me?” The man tilts his head back and laughs before leaning forward. With his elbows still resting on the chair, he puts one hand over the other, almost like he’s preparing to form a fist. After a few seconds, he moves his chin towards the two men, nodding at the pair. “It’s nothing to me but if you are the owners of the house, you owe those two men money.”

Having enough of his taunts, I step out from behind Sanha.

“Money? Even if we were the original owners of this house do you really think money matters in this society?” I question, enraged. In response, the man stands up.

“A debt is still a debt unfortunately, and I think you’ll find money will become more precious then your lives when the government decides to get their shit together. While a majority, if not all of society is poor right now, they’ll still be poor by the time everything’s been rebuilt. Thus, the smart ones who collected money, are subsequently at the top of the food chain.”

“That’s sick.”

“Maybe in your definition, but we’ll see who’s suffering after this is over. Anyways-” He stands in front of Sanha, grasping the gun. “You. Didn’t you say that you’d shoot me 5 minutes ago? Am I getting a discount?”

Suddenly, the man snatches the gun. While Sanha stands in shock, he’s shoved to the ground. As he’s about to get up, the grass-haired man tackles him. They smash into the wall. When they move away, a crack is revealed, leaving temporary evidence of the incident. 

“Now you. It seems like you aren’t the original house owners but sadly, these greedy men won’t leave with nothing.” 

“What about you then? You keep repeating ‘these men’ this, ‘these men’ that. What’s your purpose? It sounds you’re not even acquainted with each other.”

“Us? Well... it’s none of your business but I suppose there’s no harm in telling you a little bit. They-” He points at the men. “-are my dogs. Whatever master wants, they have to go fetch.” 

“You sound stupid calling them that-” He forcibly grips my face with his hand, moving it around as he talks. 

“I may look like a thug but I prefer scientific terminology if you would. What term did my therapist use...sociopath? No that’s wrong...” Tilting his head, he leans closer. “Ah, psychopath. That was it. Do you want to learn more about people like me? We’re smart. We know how to get our own way, but I suppose in your world that’s considered abnormal. But you-”

He reclines, looking at me up and down. 

“You may not be this house’s owner but you should at least compensate for the time we took to travel here. I mean look at us all. This is nice, I bet you two have been stuck with each other for the past month. It must’ve been boring. Don’t you think you should thank us?”

“We never asked you to come here.” I retort while struggling out of his grip. Scanning the situation, I notice now both men are focused on Sanha. He has no chance of getting out of their claws by himself. We need to take them down together. 

This crazy guy, he’s holding Sanha’s gun in his right hand. Trembling, I tightly shut my eyes, kicked the man in the ‘you know where’, and dived for the gun. 

“You crazy bitch.” 

Quickly, he recovers, tugging my hair and dragging me away from the gun. He shoves the gun in front of my face, waving it around. 

“This? Is this what you were aiming for?”

 Clenching his hand around my neck, he lifts his hand. A stinging pain erupts through my cheek. My throat became tighter. The mans features became muddled as tears formed in my eyes. Anxiety built up in my chest. I tried swallowing, breathing in more oxygen but to no avail.

“How dare you hit me. How dare you. Even when I was being so generous, I was going to look after you. It would’ve been fun. Don’t you think so too?” A grin tugs at his lips as the words left his mouth. I could only stare at him in shock. Aggressively, he begins shaking me around.

“Hey, I’m speaking to you. Answer me-”

Clang

Our eyes meet a flickering light on the ground. The man picks it up, unsheathing the blade. It’s sharp edge pieces the skin bellow my eye. A crimson waterfall slides down my cheek.

Drip

Drip

BANG

...

I closed my eyes as my body was thrown to the floor. Oxygen immediately flowed into my lungs. It took me a few moments to just, breath. To realise that I was breathing. To realise that I wasn’t dead. But when I finally calmed down, standing above me, was two figures. The first one was pinning the second down. He was laying face down, the first figure was sitting on top of him, twisting the first mans arm. His  screeching bounced off of the walls. I realised that it was the man from before.

The first man however, was about average height, had ash-grey (obviously dyed) hair and...

“Rocky...?” I asked. 

“Y/N are you okay?” Moonbin couched down by my side. He placed his hand behind my back for support, helping me up into a sitting position. “We got back a few minutes ago.”

“I see.”

Meanwhile, Rocky had turned the man over so that he was laying on his back. Raising his fist, he repeatedly pummeled the mans face. 

“You sick bastard.” Rocky murmured, punching one last time. He moved his hands, gripping the mans collar and lifting him up. “If I catch you around her one more time, you’re dead.” 

He drags to the door and throws him out. “I’ll kill you, don’t ever come back.” Rocky spits, one last time, before turning back. 

Moonbin and Jinjin rid of the other two men after checking on Sanha. After seeing the weapons they carried, the two men hurried off to find their ‘master’.

“You’re hurt.” A voice stated. A look to my right to find that familiar face that I adored. His eyes were filled with tender and concern. He raised his hand and place it on my cheek, his soft thumb rubbing the cut, in an attempt to soothe the pain. 

“I should have been here sooner.” He whispered, chewing on lower lip as tears welled up in his eyes. I scoot closer to him. I put both my hands on his cheeks, lean close and smile. He rests his hands over mine, looking intently at the gash under my eye.

“There was no way you could have known this would have happened. Sanha and I are safe, you guys came at the best possible time.” He looked down, shaking his head with a flood of tears gushing down his cheeks, dripping onto my hands. He began sniffing uncontrollably though words.

“It must’ve been so scary, I’m so sorry. I’m really sorry, Y/N.” I use my thumbs to wipe his tears away before taking his hand and putting it on my chest, above my heart.

“This is still here because of you. Thank you for protecting me,” with a tear rolling down my cheek, I continued. “Truthfully, I thought I was going to die. I was worried that I was never going to be able to see your face again. But we’re both here together. Thank you for saving me Rocky, if you didn’t come, things would be a lot worse.”

With tear-filled eyes, we both laughed a little. He leaned in slightly, taking a quick glance at my lips while he wiped a tear from my face.

In that moment, it was like we were in our own world. His warm breath tickled my face, eyelashes fluttering and heart pounding. I parted my lips slightly; so did he. I leaned in closer; so did he. His intoxicating scent hypnotised my rational thoughts. I felt the slight stubble on his chin that’s been growing for the past few months, and his soft, warm hands pressed against my jaw, fingers running through my hair. And for a brief moment, he smiled lovingly. 

Then, his thumb grazed my lower lip, and he kissed me gently. I put my hands on his back, feeling the soft fabric of his cotton t-shirt, feeling his fingers caress my locks, feeling his mouth moving against mine. Soon after, our lips unlocked - panting. But he smiled once more and whispered.

“I’ll never leave your side, I promise.”

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ahhh i just saw that ur working on a rocky fic and let me tell u i’m so excited ^^ he’s amazing 🥺

Ahh I’m glad you’re excited!! It’s been really fun to write so far hehe and yes he’s amazing! The man is so talented and cute :(((

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do you take requests for haikyuu?

Yes, definitely! If you’ve got any requests, please send them in.

I’m currently working on an End of the world AU with Rocky (Astro), so I may be a bit slow but I’m working hard! Don’t be afraid to send requests, I love writing them :)

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Weekly Idol // Ha-Eun

Hello! Sorry for the long wait. I hope you’re all staying safe and well at home. I know quarantine is driving people crazy but I wish everyone good health during this time. I’ve been inspired lately so look forward to some updates!

Masterlist

“I nurtured these friends,I nurtured them” Defconn states, looking at the camera. Behind the set, stood the 7 members of Astro. Ha-Eun gulps as one of the many other camera’s start to film the group.

The staff of Fantagio had told the group that they would be appearing on weekly idol to promote Confession. While the boys of Astro had appeared on weekly idol before with KNK and 4TEN, Ha-Eun had not. That day, she was auditioning for a drama and wasn’t able to attend as the recording time was the same as her audition. The boys seemed excited to go on weekly idol again as they had a lot of fun last time, however Ha-Eun felt the opposite. She had watched episodes of Weekly Idol in the past, and while she doesn’t have an issue with Doni and Coni, the activities in the show make her anxious. The anxiety had been building up over the past month, and last night she poured her heart out to Eunwoo while the boys were sleeping. 

Ha-Eun laughs along with the boys while Coni gives hints about the group to Doni. When they are finally called on set, Ha-Eun hides behind the Variety certificate that Jin-jin and Eunwoo carry in.

“1, 2, 3, 4... aren’t you missing a member?” Doni asks, while the boys giggle. Ha-Eun pops her head around the back of the certificate and waves at the camera, before introducing herself with the rest of the group. They are then asked to introduce themselves individually.

“I am the captain of justice.”

“I’m the invincible rock.”

“I’m the puppy-kitten of the team.”

“I’m the ultimate weapon!”

“I’m the team’s smile engine!”

“I’m the guardian of women’s hearts.”

“I’m the baby of the team!”

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After doing a catwalk, and performing confession, everyone sits down to write their profiles.

“Let’s start with Jinjin first.” Doni says, before reading the Jinjin’s paper, “likes to play with members ‘reporter and dinosaur’, ‘climbing a cliff’ and more.”

“Ah, when we were filming DOCCA, the members and I would play these together.”

“Lets do a little so we can see.”

Jinjin gestures for Ha-Eun, Sanha and MJ to help show off the cliff climbing play. Ha-Eun walks a little to where the boys are almost in a type of push up position, and copies them. When action is shouted, the three start scrambling and screaming. Ha-Eun holds one arm up, with her fist clenched as if she was holding onto a piece of rubble and thrashes around. Meanwhile, Sanha and MJ crawl forward.

“Sanha, are you okay?!” MJ asks. He then looks over at Ha-Eun and reaches over, “Take my hand!”

Doni quickly stands up and points towards the exit. “Please crawl your way out of the studio.”

The other members are cracking up as the four stand and dust themselves off. Then, they do one more play where Jinjin is the reporter and the other members run around and be dinosaurs. Ha-Eun crouches a little, putting one hand up on her head and one behind her back, she starts running a little around set. 

Jinjin attempts to interview several of the members but after a few failures, Coni kicks Jinjin’s leg and starts shouting. Immediately, Ha-Eun stops. Despite knowing that it’s just a variety show, and it’s just for the sake of comedy, she begins to feel uncomfortable. She wanders back to her seat, watching everyone else, in hopes of not bringing any attention to herself. 

Everyone then becomes a bit calmer, and sits down. Eunwoo places himself next to Ha-Eun and puts his arm on her shoulder, swinging in his seat. After a few impressions from Jinjin, such as Dobby and Dogae-ssi, the MC’s move onto Eunwoo’s profile. He also shows off a few impressions as well as a girl group dance he prepared. 

Rocky shows of his personal skills, followed by Moonbin showing off his great sense of smell. A bunny blindfold is placed on his face and the members line up. 

“I’ll guide you” Doni says as Coni couches in between Eun and Rocky. Doni guides Moonbin to the first three member, who he guesses correctly. Moonbin sniffs Coni, suddenly letting out a complaint.

“Ah, something feels strange...”

Coni lets Moonbin smell MJ, Coni, Sanha and then Ha-Eun, following up with asking him who was the first person he smelt. He guesses MJ correctly,

“Who was the second person? It’s between Sanha and Ha-Eun.”

“But...” Moonbin hesitates, shaking his head. “They don’t smell like that though.”

“What was that smell then?”

“Sour.”

Doni then gets Moonbin to smell him, with Moonbin answering that he smells like rubber. Finally, taking off the blindfold, Moonbin passed.

“What does Jinjin smell like?”

“JinJin smells like the shampoo he uses, Rocky is like seafood, Ha-Eun smells like vanilla or fruity. I think it’s a perfume she uses... Then Eunwoo is scentless, MJ smells a bit like green tea and Sanha smells like a baby.”

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“Lastly, we have Ha-Eun. She is very expressive in regard to hand gestures, she can play the piano and she can jump over a skipping rope while doing a handstand. The last one is interesting, can you explain?” Coni asks. 

“Ah, I used to do a lot of gymnastics when I was younger, it was something my mum wanted me to try so I attended lessons. Obviously, we practised a lot of handstands and back handsprings and jumping handstands was just a useful skill. I don’t know how I started doing it, I assume I saw some videos of people doing it and gave it a try!”

“Well lucky for you, we have a jump rope here.” The crew passes the rope to MJ, who stands on one end, while Doni stands on the other side. Ha-Eun stretches for a bit before getting into a handstand. 

“Woah, I’ve never seen her do that before.” Jinjin gasps, putting a clenched fist to his mouth. 

“Jinnie, didn’t you hear the part where I said I did gymnastics? This is one of the basic moves.”

“Okay, are you ready?” Doni asks, Ha-Eun nods and the skipping rope moves a little. “1...2...3...go!”

The rope moves in a circular motion and Ha-Eun jumps, everyone gasps. She manages to do about 10 jumps before putting her feet on the ground and bowing to the camera. 

“Woah, that was really impressive.” Coni gawks, “You’re really tiny so I think we’re shocked that a girl like you has that much strength.”

A girl like me? What’s that supposed to mean? But she shakes her head and bows towards Coni, thanking him.

“These friends are really hardworking and full of energy too. Until now, its Astro!” 

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The filming had ended after a good two hours or so and the group are now in the van heading back to the company for their dance practice. Ha-Eun was sitting next to Eunwoo in the back. All the members were talking to each other about the filming, or listening to music. Ha-Eun was doing the latter, looking at the passing street with headphones in her ears. She’s ripped out of her little world as Eunwoo tugs her headphones off. 

“Hey.” She crosses her arms and pouts.

“Hey,” He chuckles back, “how did you feel about today?”

“ To be fully honest with you, I felt fine most of the time knowing that you were there looking out her me.” 

Eunwoo grins and puts his arm around her as he lays back in his seat.

“I’m glad, let me know if anything else ever bothers you.”

“Of course.”

She also sits back in her seat, thinking to herself.

  Yes, the recording today was fine. I shouldn’t judge what I haven’t experienced. Everything is okay.

[ksoap-ie]

Hi everyone! I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything in a while, school has been crazy hehe. 

Anyways, if anyone actually reads my stuff, I’d like to know what you think so far! Are you enjoying the Astro’s 7th member series? I’ve not written about it in a while but how is My Brothers best friend (Taehyung x reader)? Is there anything else you’d like to see?

I’m in many fandoms such as:

Miraculous ladybug

Mystic Messenger

Bts

Astro

Monsta x

Stray Kids

Haikyuu

and many more!

I also want to try out text AUs but lemme know!

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V-Live // Ha-Eun

Ha-Eun’s first solo V-live! Well... until someone decided to distract her.

Masterlist

Ha-Eun leans her phone up against a glass that was previously filled with water. Set in front of her is a bowl, spatula, metal spoon, flour and various other baking supplies. She presses the start button and fans flood into the chatroom.

“Hi everyone!” She greets the fans a few times, waiting for a few more to join the live before beginning. “We’re doing something very exciting today!” Picking up her phone once more, she turns the camera around to show the audience her baking supplies.

“We’re making cookies!”

“Cookies!?” Sanha pops his head around the side of the door, striding over to the kitchen. He picks up a plastic spatula with a big grin.

“Can I join?” 

“If you must.” Ha-Eun signs, “but you have to do as I say. I’m fully aware of those abnormal cookies you made last week. Putting them in the bin doesn’t make me suddenly unaware of them.”

They begin measuring out all the ingredients, placing them into separate glass bowls. First, Ha-Eun passes Sanha a pan and butter, telling him to melt it. She picks up her phone and films the butter as it dissolves. After, Sanha adds in brown sugar and caster sugar, mixing it with a whisk then taking the pan off the heat. Ha-Eun faces the camera towards herself.

“We’re gonna add eggs next but make sure that the mixture you just made before has cooled down or the eggs will scramble.” She says, Sanha calls out from the side.

“No one wants cooked eggs in their cookies!”

“Sanha please, stop promoting salmonella.”

When the dough was finally complete, they spoon the dough onto the tray and place it into the oven. Sanha and Ha-Eun sit at the counter. Ha-Eun looks at the chat, the pair read out comments while the cookies bake.

“Where did you get this recipe from?” Sanha reads before looking at Ha-Eun, making her giggle. “I’m not the master here.”

“My mum and I used to make them all the time. She was a chef so I learnt a lot of recipes and food science from her. I mean, I am taking a food class in school but most of my knowledge is from my mum.” She lets out a smile but it wavers slightly. Sanha notices and reads another question. 

When the cookies are out, Sanha immediately picks one up and takes a bite but soon realising the melting sensation scalding his mouth, he spits it out.

“Is it really that difficult for you to be patient?” “I just wanted to try one!”

“Yeah, you big baby and look where that got you.”

“Shut up...”

[ksoap-ie]

Home // Ha-Eun

Masterlist

The gif has nothing to do with the chapter but appreciate it anyways

Sung-Mi is Ha-Eun’s Mum, Areum is her older sister and Jae-ho is her Dad.

“I’m home!” Sun cheers as she enters her Mum’s bedroom. Her Mum sits on her bed, tears in her eyes as Ha-Eun runs up to her giving her a tight hug. 

“Ah, my baby!” Sung-Mi exclaims, “I missed you so much! How are you? How’s your group? Tell me everything!”

Ha-Eun laughs, sitting on the end of Sung-Mi’s bed, facing towards her with a big grin on her face. 

“Gosh, the past few months have been crazy! We finished with promotions so we’re currently on break, hence why I’m here right now. Oh Mum, the boys are so lovely, you’ll have to meet them.” 

“I’d love to! But it’ll have to be when I get my new chair, I don’t want your friends to see me like this.” She smiles sadly. Ha-Eun holds her Mum’s hand. 

“You don’t need to worry about that Mum, I talk about you so often, they love you!” They share a laugh before Ha-Eun frowns a little. “How have you been by the way? Dad said that he hasn’t been able to go to work recently. Are you sick?”

“Work? Sweetie your Dad hasn’t missed off a day of work in months.”

“Huh really? Maybe I misheard him?.”

“Nah, must be his old age catching up to him, you know how it is.”

Ha-Eun thinks back to her conversation for a while. She was sure that he said he hasn’t gone to work. Even Rocky questioned her about it. Despite her concerns, she laughs at her Mum’s comment, pushing her doubts to the back of her mind.

“I can imagine! But seriously, how are you?”

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Later that evening,  Ha-Eun sits in the living room watching TV with her older sister, Areum. They both sit with a bowl of popcorn in between them, talking about their day to day lives. Ha-Eun strokes her families dog, who is curled up next to her. After a few moments, Ha-Eun’s Dad walks into the room.

“Eun, thank you for that money you sent the other day. I wanted to thank you in person.” “It’s no problem, you’re family after all. If you ever need more be sure to let me know, okay?” 

Jae-Ho nods, sitting down on another couch in the living room. The other family dog trails after him, laying beside his legs. Suddenly, Areum asks a question:

“What’s the idol life like for you anyway? You living a life of luxury?”

“Uh... no. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my group and the staff are lovely but it’s nothing special. We just have to practice and work a lot just like any normal person. The work load doesn’t matter though, knowing that we’ve got so many people supporting us even though we’re a rookie group.”

“Ah that makes sense. When’s your next comeback then?” Arerum asks once more.

“I’m not to sure, it should be in the next few months. I doubt that we’d want to wait so long, being such a new group.”

“True... I’m looking forward to it!”

“Thanks! So hows work going for you...?”

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Phone call // Ha-Eun

Masterlist

Ha-Eun x Rocky

Astro were taking a break after promotions and all of the group were finding their own individual ways to wind down. Ha-Eun was laying on her bed, hair tied up messily into a bun, wearing pyjama shorts and some random black shirt she found in her wardrobe. Her laptop rests on her knees as she stares intently at the drama projecting on the screen. 

The only members in the dorm are Ha-Eun, Rocky (who is sleeping next to Ha-Eun, he passed out mid-way through the drama) and Eunwoo. MJ and Moonbin decided to visit family while Jinjin went on a trip to get inspiration for their next album and Sanha is doing whatever Sanha does. 

Ha-Eun’s phone suddenly vibrates. Quickly, she picks it up while glancing at Rocky to make sure that she didn’t wake him up. While answering the call, she makes her way into the kitchen. 

“Hello?” 

“Hi Eun,” a familiar voice speaks from the other side, “how’s idol life treating you?”

“Oh hey Dad. It’s pretty good. We’re currently on a break after promotions, so the dorm room’s been relatively quiet as the members are either not here or sleeping.”

“You’re on break? In that case why don’t you come back home for a bit? Your Mum’s been missing you.”

“Aw man, I was gonna surprise you guys.” She breaks out into a laugh, “Don’t tell Mum that I’ll be coming back for a bit. I still want it to be somewhat of a surprise.”

“I won’t! Anyway’s Eun, I’ve been wondering, do you think you can lend your ol’ Dad some money? I’ve been busy taking care of your Mum as of late so I’ve not had time to go to work. Now that you’re an idol I was hoping you could help out-”

“Dad.” Sun interupted, “Dad, it’s fine. How much do you need?”

“Gosh I don’t know. Just send over whatever you can. Thank you Eun.”

“It’s fine, really. I’ll see you soon, yeah?” 

“Yeah.”

Ha-Eun ends the call and makes her way back to the shared bedroom. She gets back into the covers, ready to continue her drama until she feels a tap on her knee.

“Was that your Dad again? Was he asking for more money?”

“Minhyuk?” She pats the top of his head, “I’m so sorry, was I too loud?” Minhyuk sits up, his hair is ruffled and he rubs the sleep from his eyes.

“Not really, I needed to wake up anyway. But seriously Eunnie, did he ask you for more money?”

“Yeah, he said he was looking after my Mum so he hasn’t been able to go to work as of late. I feel so bad Minhyuk... he’s always caring for my Mum and benefits don’t give you much to live off of. On top of all that the government still haven’t gotten round to getting my Mum a new electric wheelchair It’s been years..”

“Eun, I know that he’s your family but you don’t need to give him all your money. We just started at a group, you know that we haven’t been making much money as of late. Last time this happened you could barely afford your meals for a few weeks, you’re not gonna do the same thing again, right?”

“I gotta Min. They’re my family.”

“And we’re your family, we don’t want you starving yourself.” 

Ha-Eun lays down on her back, closing her eyes. “I know its tricky but I’ve not got a lot of options. He probably feels just as bad asking me for the money but at the end of the day, if my parents can eat and have nice things, then that’s all I can ask for.”

Minhyuk lays down next to her, sighing. “You’re too nice Sunny, way too nice.”

[ksoap-ie]

ASTRO OK READY 5.5 - Ha-Eun

Masterlist

After winning the sequences of games, the group sits around a pop up pirate game. They begin talking about the list of activities they have done so far.

“One thing we couldn’t dare do...” Jinjin starts, “is dress up as women, or in Sun’s case, dress up like a man.” The others erupt into distress as Jinjin states that only one person will dress up as long if they lose the game. 

The last game is pop up pirate. Each player takes a piece, one at a time, and slots it into the barrel. If the pirate pops up from the barrel, that player loses. Ha-Eun sits next to MJ, anticipating her turn. All the boys smoothly pass their go. When it’s Ha-Eun’s turn, she laughs nervously, picking up a yellow piece.

“Turning into a boy won’t ruin my image right?” She asks. Eunwoo laughs and leans over MJ to pat her on the back.

“Not at all, I think you’d be a handsome boy.” He replies. Ha-Eun smiles back and puts the yellow plastic into the barrel. She sighs, relieved that the pirate doesn’t pop out.

“That’s right! You stay in your barrel.”

“Sun, I don’t think you’re that intimidating.”

“Shut up Sanha, you’re literally a baby.”

“You’re younger than me?”

Before finishing the second round, the pirate pops up at Jinjins go. Ha-Eun throws herself into the air, giggling. 

“Can I please do your makeup?” 

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When Jinjin reveals himself, Ha-Eun attacks him with a hug while the boys scream in despair.

“Guys I have a sister!” 

Jinjin gives her a quick hug back, then gracefully walks to where the boys are seated, bowing. Soon after Jinjin’s dress up, Astro begins to get ready for bed. With Ha-Eun she sits in the corner, with wet hair and wearing panda-printed pyjama’s. After blow drying her hair, she grabs a packet of wet wipes and begins removing her make up. Rocky is sitting beside her. Sanha and MJ are behind them dancing around in front of another camera.

“Ew, I look so gross without makeup.” “Hey don’t say that.” Rocky frowns, “You’re pretty no matter what.”

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The next morning, Eunwoo wakes up first. As he moves round, talking to the camera, Sun wakes up with a start in the background.

“You good?” Eunwoo asks. In reply, Sun stumbles over, placing his head against his back, nodding and waving sleepily at the camera. The pair decide to wake up the rest of the group before getting dressed themselves. 

At 6:44am, the group heads into the cars to go watch the sunset. They run towards the beach and stand at the sea, staring at the golden sky. It’s decided that there’s a little while until the sun appears so one by one, they share what they’re grateful about the person next to them. Ha-Eun is standing next to Moonbin, so she talks about him.

“Oh man,” She puts her hand to her forehead. “this is a lot more difficult than I thought. Thank you for helping me out when I’m stuck with a difficult dance move. I feel like I can always depend on you. Thank you for being a great big brother, that applies to all of you.” Ha-Eun smiles, wrapping her arms around Moonbin.