08-21-2017, 02:15 PM
[member=58]megumi.[/member] sure, i'd be willing to help you change yours !! did you have anything in mind regarding a new theme or ?? :00
nO WELL KEEP TRYING LOL IT WON'T DO ANYTHING
i stg the fic was at least 89% crack like ?? that's what happens when u and ur bff write fics together at 1-5am
oho but the part right b4 the part i posted was this, right?:
and truu tbh... didn't several exo members admit they at one point felt some sort of attraction to him ?? cx
nO WELL KEEP TRYING LOL IT WON'T DO ANYTHING
i stg the fic was at least 89% crack like ?? that's what happens when u and ur bff write fics together at 1-5am
oho but the part right b4 the part i posted was this, right?:
Quote:[align=center]Fifth year begins like any other.
Hundreds of bright-eyed, slightly terrified first years nervously fill the gaps between cheering color-coded upperclassmen as the ancient grouchy rag hat sorts them this way or that. The stars in the enchanted ceiling shine brightly. Taehyung eats the rest of Jimin’s pumpkin pie (a tradition by now, from day one) and above them, a gold lion yawns majestically.
It’s only when everyone’s found a seat, and McGonagall begins introducing this year’s faculty and new Head Boys and Girls, that a foreboding and unusual wave of silence sweeps through the entire Great Hall, and-
All eyes are on Kim Seokjin.
Taehyung’s mouth falls open mid-chew, fork clattering to the table where it’d been dueling (and sadly losing to) Jimin’s spoon, and seconds later, an elbow meets his ribs, hard.
“Dude,” Jimin whistles lowly, eyes glued to the head of the Hufflepuff table. “Holy shit. Tae, pinch me. I think I’m hallucinating, because that can’t be Seokjin.”
Taehyung does, and then he pinches himself for good measure.
“Jiminnie, I see it too. Send help.”
“I want whatever he’s on,” says Jimin unhelpfully.
Just last year before they’d all gone home for the summer, the kind but otherwise entirely unremarkable Hufflepuff Prefect - now Head Boy - had been tall, a little chubby, and rocking the most highly-questionable mushroom cut and unflattering pair of square frames known to all mankind. The seventh year across the hall is still tall, but the baby fat in his cheeks has melted off like butter on a hot bun, and the only thing framing his face is an attractively styled wind-blown side sweep. He looks stunning. It’s like magic.
Jimin says so.
Taehyung pouts, because, “Magic can’t plastic surgery people like Kim Seokjin into a god. He’s cheating. It’s not fair. D’you think he’s hotter than me now?”
“Everybody’s hotter than you, Tae.”
“Wow,” Taehyung sniffs. “Rude.”
“Just kidding.” Jimin spares him a bright grin, and it dissolves into giggling as he finally manages to tear his eyes away from the Hufflepuff table. “Oh my god, look at that Ravenclaw Prefect - the one over there. He looks so thirsty.”
Taehyung squints over a sea of heads to look, and laughs too at the utterly dumbfounded expression on a tall blond’s face as the guy blatantly stares at the former Prefect. “Of course it’s Namjoon. Do they even know each other? I mean like Namjoon skipped a year and Seokjin started late, right?”
A loud scream from the Slytherin table draws their attention to where somehow an entire goblet of something red has been upended over one of the Prefects. The new Head Boy, short and infamously antisocial, bodily drags a Hoseok who looks like he’s been murdered out of his seat and out of the hall.
“What was that about?” Jimin asks.
Taehyung shrugs, “I don’t know, but let’s ask Jungkookie.”
His short best friend purrs, “I looove asking Jungkookie.”
and truu tbh... didn't several exo members admit they at one point felt some sort of attraction to him ?? cx