#I tried incorporating hallways but i couldnt do it

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HSH House Floor Plans

So I was trying to write something and I was having a hard time visualizing it. So I decided to sketch out what I thought the HSH house looked like to make it easier. Originally it was just a doodle for myself but then I got carried away and ended up with way more detail than I set out to do. So I’m just gonna post it here just for fun!

Starting out on the bottom floor:

(I know these lines aren't straight. I know things look wonkey. Yes, it bothers me too. But i'm lazy and I'm not going to do it neater. I didn't have any graph paper, okay?)

This is what I envision when I write out the house (second one, not the original townhouse). 

Starting on the sidewalk I have you walk up a few steps to get to the front door. The foyer is where the staircase goes all the way up so you can see the top floor, so it’s open ceiling there. Aside from that tiny alcove where the front door is. A little closet under the stairs for your shoes and coats is about the only real ‘feature’ aside from high ceilings (and poor murdered thermostat). 

Moving up, we go into the living room and come across the bay window. Or as I like to call it - Sky’s sleepy spot! It gets a lot of light and it makes him feel like a happy remlit to sleep there. There’s a big bookcase and a small sofa for the anti-social too. 

There's a bathroom (because it’d be weird for there to be no bathroom on the first floor) but I was too lazy to map it out so use your imagination there. 

Then we hit the main area of the living room - the TV spot! The TV is mounted above the fireplace and there’s a shit ton of space to chill thanks to a very nice sectional sofa. Coffee table to hold your drinks and snacks. There’s a shelf unit behind the couch for all their games and movies and a door that leads outside. 

Into the Kitchen/Dining Area! 

The Kitchen is huge and has a shit ton of counterspace and cabinets. There's what's almost an industrial sized fridge/freezer and two stovetops and ovens. And of course what kitchen would be complete without an island and a breakfast counter.

The dining area probably has, like, fine china in cabinets or something but I was too lazy to draw it in so just imagine that it's very classy. All I could muster was drawing that huge table. No chairs tho lol

There’s a door into the garage. Take a few steps down to make it more even with the street and there’s space for the cars and the bikes to the right. To the left there’s a huge pile of miscellaneous shit Time brought from the old townhouse and things that Legend can’t store in his room. The lower left of the garage is sectioned off by an invisible line that Four draws by glaring at you when you cross it. Enter at your own risk. But he does permit people to come in to wash their clothes in the laundry machines/dryers behind his space.

Out back there's the porch and shed. I didn’t draw the furniture, grill or tree (or treehouse) but rest assured it’s there. The yard is fenced in but any assassin worth their salt can jump it, so Time has garden lights out on the perimeter to keep it from being too dark to see at night.

The Second Floor:

The second floor is basically all bedrooms. So. many. Bedrooms. I almost didn’t fit them all because holy sheet there are a lot of boys in the house and they all have to live on the second floor. Even Wind because I’m pretty sure he’s on the second floor with the others in the new place.

Going clockwise from bottom right;

The small bathroom. Not as big, not as nice, but still coveted. Time made sure to have more than one bathroom in the new place because the boys threatened mutiny if they all had to keep sharing one. And to be fair, it was a rather big oversight the first time. If Time had gotten the ten kids he’d wanted he would have had a lot of unhappy campers.

Wind’s bedroom is a mess. He chose this bedroom because it shared a room with only one of the others and it was close to a bathroom. He opted for a single bed to have more room for his computer set up, since he’d downgraded from the townhouse in terms of bedroom size (and he wasn’t going to need a double anytime soon). He’s got a big honking chair because he spends so much time in it and mounds of junk on the floor because he doesn't have a dresser. The X is the forbidden zone where his clothes go to die and feed the colony of bacteria and teenage boy germs.

Wild’s bedroom isn’t really optimized. A random dresser on the wall leaves a lot of dead space around. He has a lot of stuff and not enough places to store it so a lot of it ends up between his bed and the wall. It smells nicer than Wind’s pile though. Instead of a desk he has a vanity, but due to disorganization it houses his mixing board now. 

Twilight ended up with a corner room because he likes having a lot of light. His bed faces the windows because it helps him wake up in the morning to have the sun beam its light directly into his retinas. He’s got a desk and a closet that he keeps pretty clean. He didn’t know what to do with the space behind or in front of his bed so he got a thin shelf and shoved it in. He’s not super satisfied because it feels like he’s wasting space but he’s got other things to think about these days.

Sky’s room is neat and cozy. Thanks to the weird corner he had a hard to optimizing his space but he figured it out. His bed faces the door because unlike some people he actually doesn’t appreciate the sun trying to burn his eyes in the morning. His desk is on wheels so he tossed his chair away and just drags it to the edge of his bed when he actually needs to use it. It saves space and Sky gets extra time in his bed. Yes, he is a master of his craft.

Warriors opted for a very small desk so he could better fit in another wardrobe for his clothes. The room is smaller than he’d like but it’s close to the nice bathroom and that’s what’s important to him. (not pictured it the full sized mirror that hangs on the wall in front of his closet). Being a social creature, Wars doesn’t spend much time in his room so he doesn’t need it to be big. And after living in the barracks he’s more than used to living in small spaces. The biggest challenge for him was finding enough room for his clothes. Thankfully he cycles through Time’s wardrobe so it’s a non-issue.

The bigger bathroom is bigger and better and almost always has a line in front of it in the mornings. (That's what the couch out in the hallway is for. Waiting.)

The rooms on this side of the house are actually smaller than the ones on the other side and don’t have closets, which was a big thing to consider when the boys were picking rooms. Despite the smaller space, eventually Legend and Hyrule chose these two because they are adjoining, which makes it easier for them. Legend's room is mostly storage aside from his signature rug where he performs his work rituals and his altar, which he keeps pristine among the clutter.

They both sleep in Hyrule's room. Legend respects Hyrule's space and keeps his clutter to his own room, only using the bed. The chest at the foot of the bed holds most of Hyrule's things but it has to be either dragged out to be opened because it’s so close to the wall, or you have to smush yourself against the wall. Usually Hyrule smushes because he’s too tired to go digging around. But he doesn’t have to go into it often because his day-to-day things are kept in the thin dresser along his wall. It’s very small but Hyrule lives frugally and doesn’t own a lot aside from his work clothes, which he hangs behind his door to keep them from wrinkling.

Four won the corner room from Sky in a rock-paper-scissors dispute because of the window. It's an impossibly cozy nook that Four loves to read at when the weather is gray and a bit dreary. It really sets the mood. But truthfully he hadn’t really wanted the room because of the window. He likes it because it puts him as far from everyone else as possible. Not that he doesn’t love the guys but Four is private and he doesn’t want to deal with people walking past his door and peering in randomly. All the spaces above, below and around are as quiet as he can get so the corner room was worth fighting for. The privacy is extra nice when he has a guest staying over. The lack of space isn’t bad either since he doesn’t have much to begin with and anything he actually needs he can just store in the garage.

The Danger Ledge is a small space between the banister and the large window at the front of the house that lets in a lot of natural light. It's called the Danger Ledge because you have to climb around to get to it. Many a boy was bruised in their constant endeavor to climb the Danger Ledge, thus it earned it's name.

The Third Floor:

Upon hitting the top of the stairs you can find a little seating area. It’s just a quiet place to sit that doesn’t belong to anyone else and also is away from everyone else. For the occasional need to decompress without another presence. 

Then there’s the master bedroom. And god, is it big. The bed is basically the size of one of the bedrooms downstairs. There is a dresser with a big TV there for when Malon visits or for when Time needs to watch his soaps without judgment (joking. Maybe). 

And of course he has a huge walk-in closet and private bathroom. It’s got the biggest, nicest tub and no one else is allowed to use it. Everyone else is very bitter about it.

His office is opposite that. Big desk and a huge bookcase to hold his old cases, a fireplace and brooding window for ambiance. And another seating area, this time just for in case any of the boys pay him a visit. There’s also an armchair next to the couch so he can sit there and discuss things on the couch that I forgot to draw in. Oops lol

Then the last room is the newest. Originally it was another storage room but since Winds been helping so much and his newest rig needs a lot of space, Time gave it up so he could have his own space. With the stipulation that he keeps it neater than his bedroom

[angelina-darkness]

Billy Hargrove

Billy & Anna relationship

Little idea story

Warning content- language. Sexual theme.

Life was even everything for Billy Hargrove

Not everyone at school was like this not even himself but those trouble angry issues he needed to grow some steam off but how maybe he could always call Anna or the other one who was hanging out her during high school

' hey billy what's wrong are you doing anything' billy was generous even with this grumpy look on his face he sighs gently smirking a grin on him like any other guys every girls would think this way

' not really but if you insist I have to be honest if you keep wearing that damn thing I would be crazy ' billy laughs abit walking by the hallways with Anna reaching by the parking lot together he went by his black mustang picking beside his silver keys with skull key chain over unlocking the door but he saw Anna approaching his side laying a kiss beside his cheek

' Oh Billy bear you know me very well you big stud ' anna was all over him he could feel these small hands around wrapped around like a little butterfly around the big fella over he smirk kissing beside her cheek

' you know this is abit incorporate if you keep this I'm gonna punish you Anna stop'

Billy was bossy or having these grumpy moods he sighs not meaning to raise his tone over her Anna pouts frowning when billy rise his voice she walks away by the passengers side

' babe I'm sorry it's just that are you. Do you really wanna be with someone like me I'm not that perfect but you are too good'

Billy sat inside his car closing the door he saw her getting in as well leaning over him her gentle hand was brushing through his pants billy had this tangling reaction but he breathes heavy uneasy

' oh you grumpy big boy I know you dont make me beg I been thinking about you all day in class daddy'

anna leans down for his crotch over half of his shaft was abit hard anna had her soft hands tightening unzipping his pants when she let her thirsty mouth taken over him Billy could lose himself he grips by the handle above the ceiling sighing with pleasure taking over him

' Fuck come on...anna please mmm-mmm fucking little slut you like that taste dont you'

billy laughs gently grinning leaning back by the seat licking his lips barely he open his buttons by his red shirt Anna kept her lips wrapped around his manhood even more he could feel this wet feeling billy groans gently feeling his head warm by every minute

' Fuck...stop come on now someone's gonna see us both' billy moved her back by the seat to where she was half of her pretty eyes blink she was wiping herself giggling there

' mmm you feel better ' anna laughs abit touching his cheek billy had to fix his pants even his shirt he nod staring down at the dash board

' god you're my crazy '

billy start the engine driving off trying to figure out where they should go alone but he wanted to bring her somewhere perfect but he could think about this motel he saw

' you wanna spend over the night there I'll have us both pay in if you're that fucking desperate hmm'

billy laughs around her Anna leans over his arm abit with this gentle eyes even her body was like a 70s model type of girl who would attract anyone with single stare but billy was his alone

'Yes I wont mind dear my big boy is hungry like me'

anna giggles kissing above his lip even she leans her head over him even nuzzling beside him he was so handsome for her

' fine then you have to behave'

billy took the parking lot stopping when he set the engine down he was stepping out staring back going by the managers office speaking to the manger for a room he hand over his i.d even his cash of 70 bucks he kept the change while taking his i.d back even the room key over walking back out he put his change back inside his pocket

Anna steps out picking by her pin up hair do letting her curly hair down she breathes but she was nervous too but she had to bad around billy they both share the same story

' babygirl here ' billy hands her the key card instead putting his arm over her walking her along side he kissed her lips but stopping at the room 13 with her billy took the key slipping in by the door to open Anna breathes breathless when she felt the door opening grabbing on to his arms billy walks her in shutting the door shut he couldnt wait anymore

' Fucking hell your still bad girl arent you '

Billy reach behind her ass gently taking her by the bed removing her dress even the simple fabric he tried not to broke her pretty clothes

' mmm Billy bear I'm in need i love you '

anna leans over to reach Billy's long hair even his red shirt taking them off the angry boy hiss pushing her down by the bed undoing his pants he spank her ass biting across her breast letting his hungry lips devouring the rest of her body she was like a little cat but pretty enough to provoke his sexual side

' Fine you wanna play like that then you're be treated like a fucking whore fucking crazy ass little baby'

Billy felt this wet inside her when he grab her face above her mouth as well he thrust aggressively even holding on against the bed above the wall his every single muscles felt this fire building up more the more he was fucking like a fierce animal Anna couldnt stop moaning when billy pick up the pace using his length of speed he was use to this since he was this tough guy with the bigger body

' mmm-mmm fuck billy... oh my god you feel so good damn it.... '

anna yells by the bed wailing in pleasure billy risen up by this insanity also this circle flaming lust releasing more billy moans through her cheek biting across her throat even marking her skin she was groaning by the bite his bigger broad chest pressed her trembling breast the more she moans louder he pin her arms up holding them firmly forcing his speed to break apart

' Fuck...mmm- mmm you love that babygirl you're always mine alone shit...' billy moans grabbing her throat tightly hearing her moaning even making himself losing it he sweats from this pleasure he rolls her by the bed letting himself laying down when the pretty one was taken over her breast is what he could grab groping her more billy moans through his lungs heavy even warm he brush his hair sighing inhaling through

Anna moans muffling when she leans over closer with this gorgeous form she moans starting her hips even faster like this fire suffocating him with each movements his manhood could take her wetness so much it was driving him mad

'Oh fuck I'm gonna cum damn you...' anna wails whimpering by his shoulder she dig her nails like clawing through his body billy growls when she heard her voice he put his fingers above her mouth he let his strength taken over seeing her shaking he moans leaning his head back grabbing above her hips squeezing them hard he was also close enough to make her hit her orgasm

' jesus anna...fucking hell ugh...mmm baby...' Billy moans when he felt himself cum he chewed by his lip biting it hard he kissed her deeply grabbing ahold of her body close touching her head she was breathless when she held on whining she nuzzles like a cat loving him

' baby your always my obsession I dont deny it billy I don't care what anyone else thinks' anna lays down holding on by his side billy tried to catch his breathe chuckling gently kissing her head

[iamsonyeondone]

heir!svt // lee chan

♥  fluffy!!

♥ 3.1k words

♥ summary: you hated chan’s guts for having the skills with ease while you spent every ounce of your blood, sweat and tears to get to where you were now. but chan thinks you’re pretty cute despite your harsh words and he only has one way to get your attention : to annoy you

heir chan, the charming boy of his class who has 12 other older brothers to look after him in the school

everyone knows his parents as the ultimate dancing duo with the insanely popular dancing academy who sometimes come to the school to give lessons!!

and chan takes so much pride in that because thats where he got his love for dancing in the first place - from his parents!!

sometimes people like to call him mini jackson because of how he tries to incorporate the iconic moves of micheal jackson but change it here and there to put his own element into it

although he tries to come up with his own stage name aka dino because he wants to be known as himself 

and he always amazes the crowd, whether it would be contemporary, hip hop or tap dancing

no one comes out of his performance with an uninterested look

besides, not only is his skilled with dance moves but he’s pretty handsome himself

he’s got that cheeky boyish looks that girls would swoon over 

which sometimes make jeonghan really proud because he claims chan is popular with the girls because he brought him up like that

but thats just chan being himself and minding his own business because he was born like that

and even though his main focus is on dancing, he doesnt neglect his own studies and tries to do the best that he can to make his parents proud and be a good role model to his younger siblings

he’s just a really wholesome boy that everyone loves at first sight

but he’s not really wholesome when he hits the stage which makes seungcheol a little disappointed even though most of his cheekiness is because of him

smh seungcheol and jeonghan are really bad at parenting

and whenever they go a little overboard with their love and chan has to literally pluck each finger off of him, he knows they genuinely mean it 

i love a big family of 13 boys ok let me c r y

its not at all surprising that chan is popular among everyone since he’s really sweet with anyone he meets

he greets the security guard every morning, thanks the vendor lady every time he buys his meal and makes sure he greets his teachers in the hallways

how could anyone not like him

that’s what everyone else would say except you

of course the boy had his manners and you would accept that fact

but the fact that you had to compete with him to be able to compete in the national competition as the school’s representative sucks 

dance classes with him is the worst because it always feels like he’s going out of his way to outdo you

or when he has the audacity to smirk your way when he’s done showcasing his own choreo

and it makes your blood boil even more

you really wanted to get this rivalry over and done with so that you could focus on the national competitions that you were hoping of participating in

but chan would never allow that to happen

and it annoys you to the core when he tries to act nice and greet you in the hallways

but you just brush it off with a hum and walked off with your group of friends

and it doesnt only annoy you that chan was cocky and good at what he does

you were absolutely jealous of his supportive parents

the way he would probably be able to practice whenever and wherever he wanted

but you couldnt

you had to do it in secret otherwise your parents would freak out

they think they were doing you any good, by forcing their own dreams onto yours of being the next successor of their insurance company

but money is boring and having to deal with such a large sum was overwhelming

you wanted to dance to the beat and the melody of the music, being able to express your emotions through moves and make it into a masterpiece

you had always find the art of it intriguing but you never had the privilege of entering classes 

and yet here chan was, with all the facilities you had ever wanted at his fingertips

it just didnt feel fair for you to work absolutely hard to get to where you were now

and having to compete against someone who would level up more than you could in a day

and that hatred had always been boiling inside of you ever since you found out that The Lee Chan was striving for the same spot as you did

but that didnt mean you were going to give up

in fact, it gave you even more motivation for you to beat him and that damn smirk of his

as much as you could, you would book the dance practice room for at least 4 hours, polishing your skills in every type of dance you had tried - contemporary, hip hop, tap dancing, and whatnot

most of them you had either learnt it by sneaking off to classes or learning them through videos

either way, you werent going to back down from a kid who probably had professional help throughout his life

but the heavens had other plans for you

just as you were about to enter the practice room you had been using for the past month, you could feel the vibrations and the sound system booming throughout the hallway, faint sounds of foot steps tapping along to the beat

you had never bumped into someone else who needed to use the practice room before, so who else could it be??

to your dismay, you opened the door to see none other than your rival, sweating it out on the dance floor

and just when you were about to leave the room as quickly as you could, chan calls out to you with that sickeningly sweet smile, panting as he took a sip of his water bottle

“were you going to use the room?” he questioned, taking another big gulp this time

you were so tempted to say it to his face to say ‘ no shit sherlock, why else would I be here?’

but a part of you refrains you from doing so and instead you nodded your head in reply

“dont let me interrupt you,” you nonchalantly stated, walking out of the room until chan holds the door open

“hey, dont be a stranger. its not like we’re enemies,“ but that little tug at one end of his smile tells you otherwise

and a soft scoff left your lips before you knew it

"really, i have better places to be at anyway,” you roll your eyes, tightening your grip around your bagpack and walking out the room

one of these days, he’s going to push all your buttons and all your piled up frustration would explode

you stormed out of the school building, annoyed that you wouldnt be able to practice in the best conditions this time

you were left with practicing in your bedroom, while you had to keep your moves limited to your tippy toes

you couldnt risk letting your parents know about what you had been doing for the past few years

and so, the next day you see chan along the hallway and he mentions about the practice room

but you ignore him completely and went to your first class

“you really think that’s cute, chan? don’t you have better things to do?” soonyoung raised a brow, walking in the opposite direction of you while chan’s eyes never left your figure

“they’re cuter when they try to look fierce,”

but you were too far ahead to hear and you were definitely not interested in listening to such a conversation,,, right?

another school day ends, you were chanting with all your might that chan wouldnt be occupying the practice room today as well

besides, why did he have to choose the one that you had always frequented??

was he really trying to get on your nerves??

once you stepped into the room, seeing no one else but you in the reflection, you heaved a sigh of relief while you threw your belongings to the side and got your set up ready

a few minutes into revising your new choreo, the door squeaks open 

and your head nearly snaps from the sudden momentum as you stop mid spin

to see none other than chan smiling by the door way

“sorry, i thought someone else was occupying it today,” he smiled, yet he continued to walk into the room as if you had welcomed him in with open arms

“but do you mind if i stay here for a little while? i was supposed to meet my friend but he’s got to do something for the yearbook,” 

he casually takes a seat in the corner of the room while you looked back at him in disbelief

“there’s a ton of other places to wait, why here?” you groaned, stopping your song as you placed your hands on your hips

“because you look beautiful when you dance,”

and you’re completely caught off guard, unsure if what chan was spouting was utter nonsense or a genuine compliment

either way, you shook your head from the clouds and turned your face away from his line of sight

the unsettling burning sensation rising on your neck and onto your cheeks was uncalled for

why does chan even have that effect on you?? the mortal enemy you would have stabbed for breathing if it werent for the laws of this land

“,,,whatever. but another word from you and you’re out of here,” you sighed, switching the song back on while you scooted further away from his spot at the other end of the room

he gave you a thumbs up through the reflection of the mirror and when you caught the glimpse of his wide grin, your heart began to pound a little harder

it isnt a big deal right?? maybe it was just from the pressure that your rival would be closely watching your every move??

or was it because that smile on chan’s face has been plastered on ever since he saw you??

no no nO focus on you and only you,, chan is nothing but a speck of annoying dust

but throughout your practice session, your eyes were fidgeting to look back to see chan’s eyes staring back at yours

and every once in a while, you would trip and make a mistake and chan would softly chuckle in his little corner

and after a whole hour of chan watching you, you tripped once more and admitting defeat as you laid on the floor

“it’s not like you to back down from a fight like this,” chan stated, getting up from his spot as he attempted to hold in the laughter bubbling in his throat

“and why are you still even here? why’s your friend taking so long?” you were panting slightly from the non-stop practice or more specifically, the little accidents that came along with it 

“i’m not sure either but i’ll help you with your moves if you need to,” he smirked as he stood over you, reaching out towards you with his arm

him helping you out wouldnt be too bad right?? maybe you could take this as an advantage and steal whatever knowledge he would spill

but when chan guides you with his hands, gently placing your arms into place and ever so softly asked “is it okay if i,,you know,, adjusted your hips a bit?? im nOT a pervert i swear. it’s just that it looked awkward during the bridge and-”

“just do what you have to do,” you grumbled, and the heat had risen back up to your cheeks again, colouring them into a slight pink 

while chan’s cheeks mimicked yours

after further adjustment and replaying the song with chan’s advice, you had managed to clean up the choreo for half the song in less than an hour

and during that time, chan casually brought out his jokes to lighten up the mood

at first, you tried your best to hold a straight face and yet when chan pulled out a dad joke he had learned from his seniors, you couldnt hold it in and your laughter began to echo throughout the room

“a dad joke was all it took to break that ‘cool’ facade of yours? i should have known better,” he shakes his head in mocking disappointment, earning a half-hearted glare from you

“tell this to anyone and i’ll embarrass you in front of everyone in dance class. we definitely can’t forget your child prodigy days am i right?”

“YN I SWEAR IF YOU LEAK THOSE PHOTOS ILL- ILL,,,, ILL GROSS YOU OUT,”

you burst out laughing once more, this time clenching onto your stomach while a tear threatened to spill

“you’ve been grossing me out ever since we had the same class. Try again, loser,” you scoff, wiping the tear away while you straightened yourself up to finish the rest

“oh,,, really?” he questioned, taking a few steps closer while you were too busy tying up your loosely-tied shoelaces

“duh, i told you-” 

before you could stand up and start from the top, chan hoists you up by your waist and stares right back into your eyes

“are you sure we’re talking about the same ‘gross’ here?” 

and that damned smirk comes across his face once more

this time, the blush along his cheeks doesnt go unnoticed

and yet you couldnt come up with a better come back, left speechless by his chocolate brown eyes 

you were definitely sure you looked like a gaping fish by now

but the door swings open once more, revealing someone you’ve seen once or twice along the school’s hallways

“hey chan- oh,,, oH sorry i’ll let you guys be,” minghao muttered in embarrassment while chan cursed under his breath

“we’ll continue this the same time tomorrow? don’t be late,” chan shoots a smile your way

and without letting you answer his question, he ran off with his belongings to catch up with his friend

you were left in the practice room, breathless and bothered at the fact that your skin now felt chilly from the lack of contact

 ohhh how the tables have turned

day after day, your usual routine began to include chan in it more - seeing him around the hallways and actually acknowledging his greetings

helping him out with homework when he sees you at lunch because ‘soonyoung’ doesnt know the answer either

and ending your day by fooling around with kpop group choreos as a break from dance practice

he’s really good at girl group choreos and you’re pretty jealous he can make it look cuter then you do

or maybe its because you think he looks cute but you’re not that ready to accept it yet

and without fail, chan tries his best to walk you home and is always prepared no matter the weather, having a hoodie in his bag or an umbrella in his hand

he didnt want to spend another day of school without you beside him if you got sick from the rain or the cold weather

time had flown so fast that the decision for your teacher to pick a participant had arrived

a huge part of you still insisted for yourself to get the position, having no other option to show to your parents that you were more than capable in dancing

but after knowing chan, it wouldn’t feel so bad letting him take the place as participant instead

yet the thing that worried you the most is that, was this the end of your budding friendship?

it wasn’t like chan needed to see you anymore once the choice is made and he probably began talking to you just because of it

so was this it?

“yn, you have never given me a score below average and neither have chan. but chan is undeniably more skilled in nearly every genre, so the place goes to him,” your teacher announces the results in the teachers’ office

no doubt you felt disappointed by the results

that you wouldnt be able to showcase your talents and hardwork to others or prove to your parents

but when you look to your side to see chan staring back, guilt in his eyes, you pat his back with reassurance

“what’s with the long face? you look ugly like that,” you chuckled, yet his face remained grim

“but there’s better news for the both of you,” your teacher interrupts, taking a piece of paper out from her folder and passing it to the both of you

“there’s a competition coming up, and it’s not as grand, but i reassure you that this is another good way to learn how to cooperate with one another. the both of you are indeed my best students afterall,”

your eyes scanned the flyer, reading through the rules and regulations while chan did the same

the rules were pretty much the same for every competition but this time, it was a requirement for the participants to be in a group of 2 or more

and chan looks at you with the brightest smile, admiring the sparkles of determination in your eyes lighting back up again

the both of you walk out of the room, spouting every and any idea that came to your mind 

and feeling relieved that you actually got a second chance

and while chan was reciprocating your ideas with his, something bigger had been occupying his mind all day

it was now or never

with a swift movement of his wrist, he turns you to face him and hold you by your waist, bringing you so close that you could feel his breath fanning your cheek

“i’ve been waiting too long to say this and i cant hold it back anymore,” he chuckled dryly

and even though his movements seemed confident and brave, you could spot his wavering eyes, his trembling fingers and the light tinge of pink on his cheeks

“i like you, more than just a friend. and maybe i get on your nerves more than 5 times a day, and its silly to say this, but i would rather do that than never be able to talk to you. it would be nice if you became more than just a dance partner-”

but this time, you smirk, taking his hand and holding his waist, dipping him and planting a soft and quick kiss on lips

“you were confident a minute ago, is this how youre really confessing to me?” you chuckle staring back at his wide eyes

and chan wanted to tease you back so bad for making him feel so embarrassed

but not everything would go the way he planned

just as he was about to take the lead, his unstable footing caused the both of you to fall, you falling onto him while he took the impact

“look like i made you fall for me,” even in the midst of groaning in pain, chan winks back at you while you rolled your eyes at his cheesy ways

“a minute into being an actual couple and i’ve already had enough of it,” you sigh, picking yourself up and walking away, causing chan to stumble his way to catch up with you

“not my fault you can’t resist me,” he laughed

finally matching your pace, he placed his arm over your shoulder and placed a quick kiss onto your temple, eliciting giggles from the both of you

i guess all that hatred was to mask the fact that chan looked utterly attractive

and now he will never ever let you live knowing that

a/n: my dods im done with the heir series omfg this was a pain in my brain but im gonna make myself suffer some more and make a different series for another group that ive been preparing oops!! will post the masterlist for the heirs tomorrow so you can read the whole gang :P hope you guys have a good day/night <3

[rannzy]

now that i’m living in london i decided i might as well keep track of all the exhibitions i’ve seen because i know that when im 40 im definitely going to forget about all of this... i was thinking of doing multiple posts but at this point i cba (‘cant be arsed,’ a term my welsh flatmate anjelica has taught me)

sense sound/sound sense @ whitechapel gallery 

this exhibition was about fluxus’ explorations into sound art. i rly like fluxus to begin with so i was excited to see this exhibition. it was nice bc the works were rly gud (i liked mieko shiomi’s embryo of music, which plays an entangled/mangled version of a cassette tape recording of mozart’s minuet -- direct from the accompanying text: “As described by the artist, it is ‘an awkward performance (as if music were taking its initial form)’” -- which i think is a great way to look/hear that work). the exhibition was a collection show w works owned by fondazione bonotto (never heard of them) though unfortunately the room was too small to accommodate everything it kinda just looked like a mess although i really liked the works individually.

luchita hurtado: i live i die i will be reborn @ serpentine galleries

its a shame i cant get with surrealism... this lil old lady had some works about the universe and womanhood w a dash of like strange colors and forms and envisioning the light u would see upon exiting ur mothers womb. but anyway i liked this self-portrait she painted

interim @ goldsmiths

so this exhibition was an in between exhibition done by the mfa 1st year now 2nd year students to show what works theyve been making. really there is no curatorial anything behind this nor any description behind any work so ur really just meant to look at the form unless u ask the artist whats the haps... so i didnt really gather anything from it -- there were works that i really liked looking at and works that i didnt. my mom said the exhibition was too depressing because there were some stuff about death and racism and violence

i liked this work by rafael perez evans despite knowing nothing, though i wonder if its just a better version of a spectacle than works by mark justiniani??? maybe i am just amused bc it is my first time to see it?? i dont know but i thought his work was nicely polished compared to many others from his class

i also liked this hair work by pei-chi wu. i kept on thinking about where she harvested this hair and how she was able to make it into a loosely knit scarf kinda thing without her fingers getting cramped??? also the title (’It’s a long story’) is great

olafur eliasson: in real life @ tate modern

it took my mom and i 3 tries to get into this exhibition!!! the first two times we went to tate, a part of the exhibition was closed n we definitely did not want to pay gbp 20 to get in to see an incomplete exhibition. i was able to see some olafur works in the past 2 years but its def better seeing a hella big version of it. im p sure everyone’s favorite work was ‘Your blind passenger,’ which was this long straight hallway filled w fog that u could only see about 1.5m in front of u. the light changes from white to yellow to blue to white again and its rly such an experience walking slowly and feeling for the walls bc u think ur gonna trip. im p sure tate advertises this as the main selling point of the exhibition which i think it rly is, nothing else in the show compares to this work everything else kinda reminds me of being in mind museum (he had a kaleidoscope tunnel thing, constructed rainbows from mist, and other tricks of the eye)

untitled by danh vo @ south london gallery

apparently ‘danh vo’ in reverse (vo danh) means unnamed in vietnamese. danh vo collabed with a buncha other artists n ppl and used their work in his exhibition. the main space had these big mirrors with glow in the dark paint washed over them and also these portraits (i-D vibing) of his nephew/muse taken by his lover, which felt kinda call me by your name ish even though i havent seen the film. everyone seems to be raving about this exhibition though i only really liked one work, which was a letter sent by this french missionary to his father on the eve of his execution. danh vo collabed with his own father who doesn’t speak french but carefully replicated the calligraphy in the letter.

tony cokes: If UR Reading This It’s 2 Late: Vol.1 @ goldsmiths cca

the exhibition was full of diff video works that all had some text flashing with like poppy disco/other fun music playing in the bg. the artist apparently is a professor at brown university and incorporates some theory and political jabs, w quotes by diff figures in history. he had a whole work about how morrissey from the smiths is now a tory but dont worry we dont all have to be tories when we get old. idk i feel like this work was a lil bit too lukewarm take for me?? maybe i have to sit down w it longer n watch everything thru and thru but i think that young hae chang heavy industries does it better

other spaces: UVA @ 180 the strand

this was COOL HAHHAHAA it was super spectacle but i was really amused and intrigued!!! uva apparently is a collective of artists that work across new media and video and walking thru this exhibition felt like being in some sort of interstellar-star trek-matrix kinda vibe?? the first room were these lamps that were swinging around by themselves (kinda like the lamps u would picture in a police interrogation in the films) -- the room was foggy too so u couldnt really see the end of the ceiling it really just looked like lights floating. its supposed to be a commentary on surveillance n stuff?? typical things global north people care about but it was amusing to watch. the other works were like this light beam that made walls?? and theyd close in on u? it was reimagining space as framed by lights. and the last work was this animal orchestra where a bioacoustician recorded snippets from the amazon/ocean/etc and isolate specific sounds by certain species

this was a LONG POST THE END