You Play A Scary Prank On Them (Monsta X)

You Play A Scary Prank On Them (Monsta X)

Kihyun

Kihyun zones out sometimes, so you decided to take that as a chance to scare him. You crept up behind him while he was in his thoughts and grabbed his shoulders forcefully while screaming. He’d jump so high, but started laughing to cover up the fact that he’d just gotten frightened.

I.M.

You could never scare Changkyun. He was impossible to startle, even the tiniest bit. So every time you would attempt to get him to scream, he’d just mock you. He’d scream in an exaggerated way and pretend to be afraid, which would make you pout and leave, trying to think of another way to scare him.

Shownu

Whenever Hyunwoo would be working, you’d always like to sneak up on him. He was the easiest person in the world to scare. His eyes would always go wide and then, immediately after, he’d look at you with a face saying, “Really?” This happened all the time and his reactions were priceless.

Minhyuk

Oh, this poor baby. He was like a child when it came to you scaring him. It would always go one of three ways. 1: He’d scream and clutch his chest like his heart would fall out. 2: He’d jump and then start whining about you laughing, claiming that it wasn’t funny. 3: His eyes would go wide and he’d just stare at you. Each of these reactions was absolutely hilarious.

Wonho

Hoseok didn’t get scared by that many things, but unlucky for him, you’d always know which things scared him the most. Every time you would scare him, he’d always crack up, giving you props for startling him. Although, in his mind, he’s secretly thinking of ways to get you back. He knows what scares you, too.

Hyungwon

Let me get something straight. Hyungwon doesn’t get scared. Like ever. Whenever you attempt to scare him, he just looks at you. Not just any look, though. He looks at you as if he’s silently judging you for even trying. No matter what you tried, this was always the outcome. Hyungwon was impossible to scare.

Jooheon

Complete opposite of Hyungwon. Jooheon was the easiest person to scare. Sometimes, you wouldn’t even try to scare him and he’d get startled. It was really funny. His look was priceless, too. He would always just stare, his eyes going wide and his mouth agape. No one was easier to startle than Jooheon.

Can you do a Drabble of Park Jimin, #3 and 12? Thank you!

Park Jimin + #3 & #12:

“How do I look?”

“I like your ____ it’s/they’re cute.

(Y/N has one mono lid and one double lid)

Jimin and I were getting ready for dinner with the group. Not just any dinner, like your local barbecue. No, we were about to eat at a very prestigious restaurant in Seoul; Pierre Gagnaire à Séoul. I usually don’t go out with Jimin, his manager says to keep our relationship low key, but this time, he invited me to come along. He wants us to go public. Although Jimin and I were over the moon about being able to do this, I’m still a bit nervous. I’ll be in the spotlight 24/7. I can’t hide anymore.

I adjust my dress, trying to figure out if it’s better to show more skin, less, or none at all. This is going to be the first time the public sees me, since that time, a few months back, when Jimin and I were caught in the car together. They didn’t see my face though. I have to make a good impression to boost Jimin’s career, as his manager put it. “No pressure!” He’d told me and all I could do was fake smile while I was panicking inside.

Standing in the mirror, with this gorgeous dress on, I feel a bit out of place. Jimin walks in the room, towel around his waist, having just gotten out of the shower. He sees me and pauses to look at me in awe.

“Who are you and what did you do with Y/N?” He moves to hug me from behind, is body still dripping with water. I giggle and try to push him away.

“Yah, not the dress, it’s brand new!” I say as he holds onto me tighter.

“I don’t care, I didn’t know my Y/N could get even more beautiful, but you proved me wrong.” Jimin kisses my neck and then let’s go. I smile at him as he goes to choose his outfit and change. I begin to start on my makeup. As I begin, I realize how difficult it will be. I don’t often wear makeup, mainly because it’s difficult for me to do my eyeshadow correctly. I always do it well on my double lid, but my mono lid always looks terrible. I’ve wanted to get surgery, but Jimin won’t let me even look at a plastic surgeon.

I’m looking in the mirror, struggling to close one eye so I can put eyeliner on. There are smudged tissues next to me from the hundred times that I’ve messed up.

“Argh! This stupid liner. I look like like a clown.” I say, wiping off the line I started. I run my fingers through my hair and sigh. Jimin walks out and sees my conflict with the makeup. He comes over to help me.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, still buttoning his shirt.

“I’m just having trouble doing my eyeliner. I’ve got the double lid, but the mono lid keeps smudging when I blink. It’s just so hooded. Why can’t you just let me get surgery, my mono lid makes me look like a freak.” I complain.

“Yah, I like your mono lid, it’s cute. Besides, I have two mono lids. You just have to learn to apply it differently. Let me show you how to do it.” He takes the eyeliner from me and I close my eyes. I feel it drag across my eyelid. “You have to keep your eye downward and fan it so it dries and doesn’t smudge. And for this eye, you’ll need to apply a bit more, so it matches your other eye.” He explains. I giggle.

“When did you become a makeup exper?” I ask with a smirk.

“My makeup artist just explains to me how she does my makeup. I’ve learned a few things.” He says as he finishes up. I look in the mirror and see that my makeup looks amazing now. He even added some eyeshadow to define the look. I smile at him.

“How do I look?” I ask him and he gives me a peck on the lips.

“You tell me.”

“I look so different, but a good kind of different.” I say, looking at myself in awe. “Thank you, Jimin! I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Jimin grabs my hand and kisses it. He catches a glimpse of his own watch and gasps.

“Where gonna be late, Y/N. We gotta hurry.” He says, rushing to put his shoes on. I put on a pair of earrings and tease my hair a bit before grabbing my purse and walking out of the door. I’m followed by Jimin as he locks the door behind us and slips his hand around my waist. He leads me to a limo that is waiting for us and opens the door for me. Once we get in, we set off to the restaurant.

𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝐴 𝐶𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜? (𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝐿𝑎𝑢)

𝑇𝑦𝑝𝑒: 𝐹𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓

𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: 𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝐿𝑎𝑢 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑦 𝑗𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑠𝑘 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑓 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓.

𝐴/𝑁: 𝐻𝑖 𝑔𝑢𝑦𝑠, 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑜𝑜𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒. 𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚. 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦!

𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝐼’𝑚 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔~

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠~

𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙~

Music rings through the halls of the house. It was Henry, doing what he does best. His music flows from his soul and into any instrument he plays. It was always beautiful to hear. I see how every moment he spends in the room of music, is a moment spent in heaven for him. I’ve never quite understood his passion, but I love watching it in action.

I walk down the hall in the direction of the melody, my bare feet smacking the cold floor. I curl my toes, wishing I’d put on my slippers. The sound of Henry’s voice gets louder as I approach. As I listen, I realize that he’s singing It’s You, it’s one of my favorite songs of his. He doesn’t notice me as I walk up to the other opposite side of the piano. He often plays with his eyes closed.

“Tryna hold back, you oughtta know that you’re the one that’s on my mind.” He sings, scrunching his face a bit. “I’m falling too fast. Deeply in love. Finding the magic in the colors of you.

Every since I’d started dating him, he’d taught me how to sing. I wasn’t very good before, but he taught me certain techniques and skills. He even taught me how to harmonize. Which is exactly what I begin doing as he continues singing.

“𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑠 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔.”

He looks at me, but doesn’t falter from playing. He smiles as he sings. I smile back, resting my chin on my hands as he continues before I jump back in.

𝑅𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑢.

I stop singing and Henry looks at me with the most loving eyes. He appears to be singing to me now. I blush, smiling at him. His voice has always captivated me, but so did watching him play. The way he handled the piano so carefully. He didn’t bang on the keys, but rather bounced from one chord to another with grace.

The amount of passion that Henry puts into his music is incredible. It’s one of the things I love about him. I envy his skill with instruments, because I was never able to pick it up as a child, but it’s heartwarming to watch him.

As he finishes his song, he gets up and gives me a big hug.

“You’re getting so good.” He says, picking me up.

“I learned from the best.” I smile at him. “Can you teach me this? It’s so pretty. If not it’s okay, I’m just not really good at playing piano.” I admit.

“Of course I’ll teach you!” He says excitedly. He motions for me to sit down and he stands behind me. I put my fingers on the keys, ready for instruction.

“So first, you’re going to press the notes, G A B A G, with your right hand? And on the second A, you’ll press B with your left.” He tells me. I hover my fingers over the keys and then look at him.

“Uh, where are they?” I ask sheepishly.

“Oh, right." He laughs, playing the notes for me. I copy them slowly, trying to remember which ones he played. He waits patiently as I try to get used to the keys. When I finally get it down, he guides me through the song.

“But since this part is the climax of a song, you’re going to add a crescendo to make the song more heartfelt.” He explains as I stare at him blankly.

“What’s a crescendo?” I ask, when he shows no sign of explaining.

“Oh, yeah, a crescendo is where you start the part of the song off softly and then gradually get louder. Like turning up a dial.” He demonstrates for me. “Got it?”

“I think so... I get that I have no business playing the piano.” I laugh.

“Aw, come on, babe. Let’s just continue, we’re almost finished.” Henry pleads. I let out an exaggerated sigh and nod.

“Alright, what’s next?” I ask, as he continues to teach me.

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𝑶𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑩𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉🕊

⇾𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠: 2190

⇾𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: BTS!V x Reader (feat. RM & Suga)

⇾𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff, angst, fantasy

⇾𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: mentions of racism, suicide

⇾𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: Your life seemed so meaningless and worthless to you. You seemed to be hit with hardship after hardship. So, in an effort to end your pain, you take your life. You just wanted it to all be over. Little do you know that when you jumped, you’d fallen into a new world. Or that in this new world, you would be the key to finally bringing its recipients together.

My mother used to say I was as pure as a dove. I was always so loving and helpful. I always smiled and made others smile. I was a treat to the world, the sweetest little girl anyone could ever ask for... I wonder what changed?

So much has happened since I was a child. My parent’s divorced and it took a toll on me. I hung out with the wrong crowd for a while. I did a lot of things I’m not proud of. But who can blame me? I didn’t choose for things to be like this. I just accepted that my life is trash and I am as well. Why else would everyone leave me like they did? If I was so special, they would’ve stayed by my side when things got tough. But who am I kidding? This is the real world and I need to stop wishing someone would come to my rescue.

Sometimes, I wonder what my younger self would say if she could see how I turned out. Little me would be so disappointed. I’ve really let her down. She deserved the world, but I ruined her. The saying goes, “Life is unfair.” But, really, life is a sadistic little bitch that enjoys the suffering of its victims. In fact, life has taken every chance to shit on me. It’s so hard to keep my head up when I keep getting knocked down.

So I find myself looking over the city, from its highest point. The rain is pouring down on me as the hurricane winds threaten to blow me away. My feet are bare against the rough concrete and my hair has been let free of its constricting ponytail. I’m wearing a plain white dress that flows at my feet.

My tears are masked by the rain as I step up to the edge of the building, of my life, of me. I am so close that my toes can curl off it. The wind dares me to jump and I’m very tempted to oblige. Something about this storm just feels like it’s calling to me. Like there is something better for me if I just take a step foreward.

Thinking about everything that’s happened to me in my life, I spread my arms out as if to hug someone. As I lean past the point of no return, the storm begins to clear up. I see the heavens open up and the warmth of the sun shines over me. This is it, the eye of the storm. What a beautiful way to go. I can finally be free. I gaze up at the sky as I fall ever so gracefully and my stomach churns as I plummet. I find myself at peace as I close my eyes, letting my fate claim me.

V

“V, get your ass up and go hunt. It’s almost dark.” RM tells me. I groan, sitting up from my bed. I was jerked from my sleep by him kicking my bed frame. I give him a scowl as I wipe the sleepiness from my eyes. “Don’t give me that look, you haven’t gone hunting at all this week and Jin and I work bust our asses just so we can survive out here. Stop being lazy and go get us some food.” 

I get up, rolling my eyes, and head for the door. I grab my hunting talons and put them on, fastening the metal claws tightly around my hands. As I walk out of the door, I pass by Jin, who’s just come back from working at The Harvest. It’s basically charity that’s meant to help those in need. It would really help if the food actually made it to them instead of being sent straight to those pompous bastards in the Capital. Behind me, I hear his and RM’s conversation.

“How much did you get?” RM asks.

“Enough to last us maybe a week. Right now, hunting’s our best bet.” Jin replies and they both look to me.

“Guys, I’ll find something, don’t worry,” I assure them. I leave the house before they can say anything else to me. My eyes adjust to the outdoors and my wings spread out. I bend down and dig my talons into the ground, gripping for support. I take flight, causing the leaves on the ground to fly all around.

Once I’m at a decent height, I begin to soar. The skies are golden and set a calming mood all around. I take a deep breath, taking in the scent left after the rain, and spread my arms out. The breeze feels amazing on my face. I close my eyes, indulging in this moment. A feeling of uneasiness rushes over me and I glide to the right quickly. I’d just dodged a rock. I look up and see a couple of teenage eagles flying above me.

“Go back to hell where you came from, Raven!” One of them shouts. I turn around and glare at them, curling my claws. Their eyes widen and they dart away. I roll my eyes. ‘Stupid teens.’ I think to myself. I turn back to my hunting, but I’m distracted by something in the sky.

It’s a girl, a dove it looks like, falling from the sky. Her hair is long and black and she wears a white dress. Her wings curl around her as if to protect her, but she appears to be unconscious. I’m mesmerized by her gracefulness, but I’m snapped out of it when she falls past me and I realize that she’s not going to let up anytime soon. 

I close my wings around myself, falling into a dive and stretching out my arms in front of me. Time seems to slow as I race to catch her. Her arms seem to reach for the sky as she plunges towards the ground. I grab onto them and begin to flap.

She’s heavy, a lot more heavy than I thought she’d be. This causes me to put in a little bit more effort. I realize that my talons are cutting her a little bit, but I don’t let go. I’d rather her have a few measly scratches than a crumpled corpse.

I lower her to the ground and lay her on her back. She’s fast asleep and looks so at peace. As if she doesn’t know that she almost just died. I check her pulse to make sure that she’s actually alive. I check her for any wounds, besides the ones I gave her. She groans when I touch the back of her head. She has a knot.

“Shit, what do I do? This isn’t gonna look good.” I tell myself. I know if someone were to see us, they’d immediately think that I attacked her. All my life I’ve had to tread carefully since ravens are seen as evil. Some of the evilest people in the world have been ravens, giving the rest of us a bad reputation. I can only imagine what would happen if someone were to find me here with this dove.

After a few minutes of debating with myself, I find myself carrying her back to my home. I trudge through the forest, refraining from flying. I’d be caught instantly if I were seen in the skies with a dove on my back. Every so often she groans a little or shifts and I have to make sure that she doesn’t fall. She looks as innocent and pure like all doves do. I envy her privilege of being such an elite breed.

I make it back to my house and go in. Suga is sitting at the table, drinking some nectar and RM is nowhere to be found. I make eye contact with Suga and his eyes go wide when he sees the woman on my back.

“Suga, before you say anything, let me expl-” I’m cut off.

“Who the hell is this?! Why the fuck do you have a dove on your back!?” He shouts at me. 

“I saved her, she was unconscious and falling, I had to do something.” I explain.

“And that something was to bring her here?” His shouting brings RM out from another room.

“Sug, could you quite down? Some people are tryna get some... sleep.” RM trails off when he sees the girl. “What the hell is this?”

“Guys! I know this looks bad, but she’s helpless right now and all alone. She needs us right now.” I say, walking over to lay her on my bed. Suga and RM follow me.

“Why does she need our help specifically?” RM asks.

“I was the only one around. I just saved her from her death and she’s unconscious. Let’s just wait until she wakes up and go from there, okay?” I ask. They both look reluctant but sigh, giving up.

“Alright, but if anything happens, it’s on you.” Suga grumbles, walking out of the room. I take off my talons and place them on my night stand. RM just watches me. 

“Are you trying to prove something?” He asks me. I grab ointment and bandages and begin to tend to her wounds.

“And what would I be trying to prove, RM?” I respond, not looking up from my task.

“You’re trying to prove that you’re not as bad as Raven’s are known for. I get it, you’re a Raven and a lot of people don’t like you because of that. But you’ve got to think of the consequences when it comes to things like these. When she wakes up, what do you think is gonna happen? You think she’ll just be oh so grateful that you saved her? What will she think when she sees you’re a raven?” He questions as I grab an ice pack, placing it under her head.

“Listen, I understand how this can affect me and how it can affect us. If anything happens, I will gladly take full responsibility. But right now, I need to help her. I know you sent me out to hunt, but this is what I found. And I don’t intend on abandoning her when she’s obviously not well.” I tell him.

“You don’t have to make such an effort to prove to people that you are good. If they can’t see it, then who cares?” 

“That easy for you to say, you’re a falcon. But as a raven, I have to go the extra mile or else I won’t make it. That’s just how it is. But even though I have to live like that, I’m not so blinded by status that I would save this girl only to boost my own. I’m not shallow like that, I’m just using common sense. Yes, I know I can get sent to jail because it will seem as if I, allegedly, attacked her, but I couldn’t just leave her out in the forest when it was getting dark. Who knows what would have happened to her. Just let her stay until she wakes up and I’ll explain everything to her.” I suggest. RM groans and rubs his temples.

“Fine. One night, alright?” 

“One night,” I repeat back, smiling. I place a blanket over the girls sleeping form and we both leave the room.

“You’ve gotta take the couch tonight, I guess. Don’t even think about tryna get in bed with me.” RM says, narrowing his eyes.

“What, you don’t want to cuddle with me?” I ask, jokingly. He rolls his eyes at me and goes to his room. I make myself comfortable in the living room with an extra blanket and pillow. However, no matter how hard I try, sleep won’t claim me. So I stare at the ceiling for what seems like forever.

Y/N

There’s a throbbing in my head and everything is so blurry. I squint through the fuzziness and find that I’m staring at a white ceiling. I shift and feel something soft against my body. They look like... feathers? I rub my eyes and sit up. The feathers move with me. No, they’re wings. ‘What the hell?’ I think to myself. I stand up and stretch them. They’re very wide, but they don’t weigh anything. Then it hits me. The last thing I remember is me jumping off of a building. I’m dead, I have wings now, so that must mean that I’m an angel. 

‘Does that mean that I’m in heaven?’ I ask myself. Just then, the door opens and I see a man standing there. He has wings just like me, but they’re pitch black.

“Good, you’re awake.” He says, placing a cup of water on the nightstand. “Who are you? Are you an angel, too?” I inquire and he raises his eyebrow at me.

“An angel? I think you might have hit your head too hard. Where do you think you are?” He asks me.

“Heaven, of course,” I reply. He looks as if he’s holding back the urge to laugh.

“Yeah, we’re nowhere near heaven.” He tells me. I feel my heart drop.

“Wait, so does that mean...” I trail off, hinting at the opposite of the place I’d hoped to be. He realizes what I’m asking and shakes his head.

“We’re not in Hell either. We’re both alive and in the real world.” He explains.

“Then why do I have these white wings?”

“Uh, because you’re a dove.” He looks at me as if I’m stupid, which I don’t feel far from it.

“Then what are you?” I ask.

“A raven. You aren’t from around here, are you?” He questions. I shake my head.

“I don’t even know what here is,” I tell him.

“We’re in the Grand Okapi Woods, the Northern sector.” He informs me.

“What? How did I get here? Where’s Busan?”

“Bu-san?” He looks confused.

“That’s where I’m from,” I explain.

“There’s no Busan here, just Okapi Woods.” I begin to hyperventilate. What is going on? Why do I have wings? Why am I not dead? 

“Where the hell am I!?” I shout.

Blind Miracle

Type: Fluff

Pairing: Exo!Chen x Reader

Summary: Turns out blind dates are so much harder than they seem. You find that out when meeting up with someone very unexpected

A/N: I’ve been gone for a while, but here’s a little something to warm your hearts on Christmas. I hope you guys like it. Merry Christmas!

Word Count: 1,252

4:53 pm

Agh! I’m so late! How could I be so stupid as to overlook the time like this? I was supposed to be there at 4:30! Not to mention, my phone died. I rush through the snowy streets, doing my best to not slip on any ice. I blink snowflakes off my eyelashes as I hurry to my destination. Why are the streets so crowded? I find myself having to weave between people on the sidewalk and bumping a few.

I breath a sigh of relief once I reach the destination. I’m here for a blind date and we decided on a café for lunch. I walk in, shaking the snow off my jacket as I remove it. The place is packed, but there’s one table that only as one person sitting alone. Thank God, I thought he would’ve left. He’s got a book in front of him, as well as a steaming cup of coffee. 

He looks up from his book and we make eye contact. My heart jumps. I smile and wave at him, walking towards him. He waves back, eyes a little wide as his returns the smile. I set my jacket on the back of the seat and sit down.

“Hi, sorry I’m so late. I completely lost track of time. And I was going to call, but my phone died and I couldn’t tell you I was gonna be late.” I ramble as I settle in. I set my purse to the side and quickly plug my phone in to one of the outlets to charge while we’re here. I look back at him apologetically, hoping he’s not upset. He shakes his head.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.” He replies. I could tell that he was examining me as soon a I sat down. I blush a little as he holds my gaze.

“Ah- You already ordered.” I say, pointing to his coffee.

“Huh? Oh, yeah.” He chuckles nervously. I smile at him.

“It’s completely fine, I was the one who was late and I would’ve been more upset if you’d have waited for me. You look really good, by the way.” I compliment him. He smiles and looks off the the side, trying to hide his bashfulness.

“You look nice, too.” My smile grows wider at his words.

“Thank you! Soo, what’s that you’re reading?” I ask him, gesturing towards the book.

“Oh, this? It’s a book about a man who found out that his brother is going to try and kill him so he can use his life insurance money. It’s really suspenseful. I like a book that can keep me on edge.” He says, a smile playing on his face. I smile back, leaning towards him a bit as he speaks. As we talk, a server comes over.

“Hello, I’m sorry for the wait. Is everything okay here? Do you want to order a drink or any refills?” She asks. She looks spent. It’s apparent in her tone that she’s annoyed and just wants to be out of here.

“I’ll have a hot chocolate, please.” I say as she writes down my order. She huffs and walks away, quickly.

“She doesn’t look like she’s having a good time.” He jokes. I giggle a little.

“She’s trying. I can tell. Most other servers have a snappy attitude and don’t put a lot of effort into their job. But she still kept her polite attitude, even if her cheeriness was a little on the downside. She’s doing a good job, given the circumstances.” I explain with a light smile on my face.

“Wow, you got all that from a few seconds of talking to her?” He questions. I nod.

“I used to be a server when I was in high school. I know a few things.” I giggle.

“That’s good, it sounds like a good experience.” He replies.

“Yeah, it really was.” It takes a few minutes for my hot chocolate to get here. I thank and tip the server, smiling as I take in the scent of chocolaty goodness.

“So, why hot chocolate instead of coffee?” He asks as I take a sip of my drink.

“Well, it is almost Christmas, so it’s in season. And also, I love it. It makes me feel like a child again.” I say, smiling to myself. He snickers a little as I take another sip.

“What’s so funny, huh?” I inquire smirking as I roll my eyes. 

“Oh, it’s nothing.” He responds, obviously lying. I narrow my eyes at him, but go back to drinking my hot chocolate. Once I finish, I place my cup down and sigh, smiling contently. He laughs again.

“Alright, what is it?” I ask again, sternly this time. 

“It’s just that... you have some whipped cream on your face.” He informs me. I blush, moving to wipe my mouth with my sleeve, but he stops me.

“Here, use this. It’s much better.” He chuckles, passing me a napkin. I laugh nervously, accepting the napkin and wiping the whipped cream away.

“Thank you.” I giggle. We really seem to hit it off. We talk for about an hour, until we decide to leave and walk around a little. The sun is beginning to set and we’re walking side-by-side, shoulders bumping each other. While we’re walking I feel my phone buzz in my purse. We stop for a moment so that I can read the message and I see I have 12 missed messages from an hour and a half ago.

Park Chanyeol

4:31 pm - Hey, I’m here, where are you?

4:40 pm - Um? Are you coming???

4:46 pm - Hello?

4:50 pm - I’m leaving. Maybe another time...

My eyes grow wide as I read the texts. I look up nervously at the man I’ve been on this date with. He looks back at me with a calm look and a soft smile.

“What’s up?” He asks me.

“Um, I’m sorry, I should’ve asked when I first arrived. But, um, is your name, by chance, Park Chanyeol?” He looks utterly confused at the question and shakes his head.

“No, my name is Kim Jongdae.” He replies.

“Ah, you must’ve thought I was crazy for just sitting down at your table like that. You should’ve said something, I feel so bad now.” I say, placing my face in my hands.

“Well, I definitely thought it was odd that you randomly sat at my table, but I believe everything happens for a reason. Consider it a Christmas Miracle.” He chuckles. “So don’t feel bad, you still had a good time, I hope?”

“Yes, of course I had a great time with you. I’m just sorry for this misunderstanding. I was supposed to be on a blind date with this guy my friend set me up with, but I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t the nicest date I’ve had in a while. Even if you are just some random guy who’s table I sat at.” I smile up at him.

“So, I didn’t catch your name.” He tells me, waiting for my response.

“Oh! I’m sorry. Let me properly introduce myself. I’m L/N Y/N. Nice to meet you.” I say, extending my hand to him. He shakes it and gives me a warm smile.

“Nice to meet you too~”