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I can’t wait til I write a story from this oneshot!!

I might put The Game of Truth on hiatus… we’ll see.. maybe I can write for both during the break.

~Hers~

How does it feel like to be loved? When someone looks straight into your eyes and tell you “I love you”, what are you supposed to feel? How does it feel to be with that person that completes you? Does your body jump or does your skin tingle just by the mere touch from that someone special? That’s what I have read from fictions. Is that true? What does it feel like to be taken care of? To know that someone is waiting for you to come back home, how does it feel? To walk hand in hand with that person who’ll never let you go, how does it feel? And lastly what does it feel like to have a purpose to live?

I’m watching something. Something that has never happened to me, at least from what my memory tells me. A father and daughter. The girl’s probably not even a year old while the dad is starting to grow grey hair. What does it feel like to grow old? I will never know. The father is carrying her against his chest trying his best to block the strong wind from barely even touching her skin. When I finally saw the infant’s face, I saw streaks of tears going down her flushed cheeks with her lips wide open. She’s crying. How come I can’t hear her cries? But then, I can’t really hear anything except the battle between the ferocious wind and waves against my ears. I looked around me… beyond the loving family in front of me… beyond this ship that imprisons me… my eyes landed on nothing.

The stars lighted the sky the past few nights. However, in this evening, the dark clouds covered the already black sky. The angry wind and the big waves of the water forecasted the storm coming in. It’s the perfect night to put my plans into place. The last night. The night when I can finally go to sleep, forever.

~His~

Just when I was about to fall into a slumber, the loud steamship sound brought me back into consciousness. I felt the boat hover along with the bigger waves. *Sigh* Another ship passing by. I got up from my bed. I decided to go to the deck and see which ship it is now. The past few nights that I have spent in the middle of nowhere, three ships have already passed by. Their names are something I have never heard before like Taric, Rammus and Galio. I wonder what it will be this time. As soon as I stepped outside, goose bumps spread throughout my whole body. It’s freezing cold tonight, I wonder if there’s a storm coming in.

Alistar. That’s what the ship is called this time. I wondered what these names meant. I was about to go inside when something caught my eye. She’s leaning against the rail of Alistar. Despite the dark surroundings, I still noticed her long black straight hair dancing with the wind. She’s beautiful, stunning. She shined brightly in the night sky with her long white dress. Her beauty is breathtaking. Supernatural. Out of this world beauty. She’s looking down into the water but as if she can’t see enough, she stepped into the railing. My mind screamed for her to not lean in too much. I was worried. I was scared for her. No! I heard myself scream when I saw her take another step. What the hell is she doing? Please, I hope it’s not what I think it is. Then, it happened.

 

~Hers~

I did it. I finally had the courage to do it. I found the strength to step forward and be free. It felt cold. Like a thousand of needles stabbing every part of my skin. I kept on going further down. As if the earth was engulfing me. And I let it. I wanted it to. But then, why does it feel like the sky is pulling me up? What is this? I felt something warm holding onto me… dragging me up. No! What are you doing? Please, please just let me sleep. I don’t want to feel it anymore. The pain, it will only stop if I go to sleep. Then I felt myself breathe. The air circulated inside me. It’s keeping me alive. I don’t want that. This is not what I hoped for.

“Nooo!”

“I know. I know. You’re going to live. Don’t worry!”

“No! I don’t want to live. Just leave me alone.”

“Stop moving too much!”

“Let go of me!! Let go! I want to die. I don’t want to be saved”

I felt him freeze.  I tried to escape from his hold and when I finally did, I started to swim away from him. For a while, I thought I can finally stay away but I felt him pulling me again.

~His~

She said she wanted to die. After hearing her say that, my whole body froze. I felt as if I was punched straight in my gut. Why would she want to take away her life? When I saw her swimming away from me, as if my body had a mind of its own, I pulled her back. What the hell is she doing? Just the touch of the freezing water can kill you already. I don’t know what’s happening to me but I just know that I have to save her. I want to save her.

She continued to struggle. Please, please don’t do this to yourself. I’ll save you… save you from this deep water… save you from freezing… save you from whatever made you jump. Please. Please stay alive.

When we finally reached my boat. I basically threw her inside. I was scared she’ll try to jump in again. So I pushed her all the way inside and locked her in. I know it sounds crazy, as if I’m a psycho killer about to finish my job. But it’s completely opposite of that. I just want to save her. I want to keep her alive. She stood still glaring straight into my eyes. I looked back at hers. Finally noticing I’m not going to let her do what she wants, her body fell onto the floor. She looked down and started crying. Again, I felt something different. I don’t want to see nor hear her cry. I just want to hold her. Embrace her. Let her know that there is still someone out there wanting her to live. And I did.

~Hers~

I felt something warm around me again. One of his hands stroke my back while the other held my chin forcing me to face him. His thumb touched my cheeks taking away every tear. What is this I’m feeling? My eyes looked into his orbs. They’re brown. A warm chocolate shade that looked strongly towards me. They emitted worries. Are you sad like me too? Is that why you’re here? But why did you save us both?

~His~

 
We stared at each other for a while. I studied her face as much as I can in that short time. Her cheeks flushed red. Maybe from the cold water. Her lips shuddered. Is it from crying? Her eyes seeked for something. What is that something? Why? Tell me why you want to end your life? Is someone hurting you? Where’s your family? Who’s taking care of you? I have never felt so worried towards a stranger before. What is this I’m feeling? I just want to take away everything that’s giving her pain… that’s making her cry. As if it’s the only way to save her from everything, my lips touched hers.

 

~Theirs~

Her eyes were wide open, staring at the closed eyes in front of her, shocked. One of his hands moved from her cheeks to her shoulder, then still moving slowly down her arm to finally her hand. He squeezed it, wanting her to know that he’s real. Her eyes started to close while she placed her free hand to his chest. He expected her to push him away but when she didn’t, he gently wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her closer. What she did next surprised him. She kissed him back putting her hand around his neck, also pulling him closer to her.

They both don’t know what’s happening. Here they are in the middle of the ocean, kissing a stranger. But there was one thing that made them continue. Everything felt right. Her around his arms and him around hers.

It was the night she forgot she wasn’t alone, without a family. The night when all of the deaths she had seen were banished from her memories. The night she didn’t feel the pain of her step-father’s harassment. The night she forgot she was someone else’s wife; a wife that has become a slave for her husband’s needs. All she wanted was to love and be loved back. And with this stranger she just met, she felt it; breaking down the wall she had built around her, letting him take her into a moment of pure bliss.

 

~His~

Do you know how it feels like to worry about someone you don’t even know?

I do.

Do you know how it feels like to look into someone’s eyes and feel the same pain that has been drowning them?

I do.

Do you know how it feels like to hold someone so fragile, that a mere touch can break her?

I do.

Do you know how it feels like to care for a stranger?

I do.

Do you know how it feels like to be happy with someone whose name you don’t even know?

I do.

Do you know how it feels like to make love to someone whose existence you have just discovered a few hours ago?

I do.

Do you know how it feels like to wake up next to that person and the first thing you’ll see is the beauty of her smile?

I don’t.



~Theirs~

He woke up the next morning with an empty space next to him. The happiness he felt the night before was taken from him in a second. Gone. Dissolved in the vast of water that surrounded him. However, as he looked out into the horizon, watching the sun rise finally lighting up the dark ambiance, he concluded that she’s still out there; breathing the same air, alive. And he promised himself that he’ll find her and tell her what he had said to her over and over again during their deed the night before, “Please stay alive for I love you”.

i just posted chapter 8 of my fanfic in AFF and wooooow i can’t believe i wrote the last part….. and waaaaaa i was just telling my friends that if i write what i have planned in the next part… im guna have to see a shrink. lolol

anyways… for my b2uties and kpop-lover followers… heres the link THE GAME OF TRUTH CHAPTER 8

andddd ive been posting the english version here… but im kind of behind… ill do that later…. but i suggest… to my non-kpop-lover-followers… to read the original b2st version… even though the names get confusing for you all… that is if you can’t wait for me to post the english version here…. teeeheeeee… im lazy peepsss

telll me what you think of that chapterrrrrrr!!!! ohhhhh SHAWOLS …… GUESSS WHO’S IN THAT CHAPTERRRRR

So i’ve been writing this b2st fanfic… its called The Game of Truth

here’s the foreword… if you like it, here’s the link for it and read the rest of the chapters. 

The Game of Truth

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August 2011 - Present

I felt chills going up my spine as I felt every part of my steaming body touch the cold wooded floor. My chest still going up and down because of my pounding heartbeat. As if I had just taken a shower, my hair’s so damp with sweat. Sweat that is glistening in every nook of my body making my supposedly loose shirt stick to my still hot skin. I inhaled as much air as I could to even out my ragged breathing. Not being able to move a single limb in this body of mine, I just let my muscles relax after that exhausting workout. *What an intense session.*

“That was… intense, right?” I heard the husky voice next to me, also still catching his own breath. Not having the energy to even say yes, I just gave him a nod. I was waiting for him to say something else, but all I heard was both of us panting. After a few more minutes, there was a comfortable silence. My eyes start to close as I embraced the tiredness I’m feeling. Thinking about my soft bed at home, I sighed.

“Tired?” he finally broke the silence. Again, I nodded. He didn’t say anything else afterwards. What might be an awkward silence to other people isn’t for us. I doubt we even ever encountered an awkward silence the whole time we’ve known each other. Just then, I felt my stomach growl.

He chuckled, “Let’s eat first before I drive you home.”

With my eyes still closed, I turned to my side facing him. As I gave him another nod, he chuckled once again. *I want samgyupsal*

“Samgyupsal?” I nodded a few times this time with a smile as I heard his suggestion. *YES! Good thing we have the same favorite food*

I heard him chuckle for the third time. *That’s it! Why does he keep on laughing?!* I finally opened my eyes and peeked at him. He had his eyes closed too. I took this opportunity to look at his face. I can still see a few drops of sweat on his forehead. I always hated his eyebrows, it looks so much better than mine. Same goes with his long eyelashes. Mine are so short. I turned to his chubby cheeks. They’re so cute. That’s probably the only part of his body that has some fat in it! Another thing to be jealous about, he’s freaking skinnier than me! I’m going to buy him a lot of samgyupsal and make him finish the whole thing! He needs to gain some weight… or at least build some muscles! I tried to imagine him with abs. I giggled. Nevermind, I have always liked his body. Tall and lean. Just perfect. Trying to avoid my favorite part of his face, I looked at his jaw line. Again, it’s perfect. I just want to nibble on it and bite it. Just then, my eyes landed on his lips - the thing I want to avoid the most. I don’t even want to start describing it or else I would just go on and on and rant about how… captivating it is. It’s like a magnet pulling my eyes to stare at it all the time. The shape is just perfect just like every part of his body. I was about to take my eyes off his lips when I saw him smirk.

“I know I’m hot and perfect but staring is rude.”

I frowned. Honestly, can this guy read my mind?

“Yes, I can. Come on, we’ve known each other for years already. Of course, I should know everything about you.” That’s always his answer every time I ask him if he’s psychic or not? He knows everything that’s going on in my head. He gave another smirk as he opened his eyes. I take back when I said his lips are my favorite part. How can I forget about his eyes…? Those brown orbs that look into mine with such intensity. Staring deep into my soul as if he’s reading all of my thoughts. I closed my eyes, blocking him to go any further. *I can’t let him find out. Never. Or else, I’m going to lose the game.*

Another round of solitude. Just when I thought he’s going to another “chuckle” fit, I heard him sigh instead. I opened my eyes wondering what the sigh was for. But all I saw next to me was the wooden floor. I sat up to look for him. He was walking towards the door.

“Whe-“

“I’m going to talk to the boys in the other room. Get ready so we can leave when I come back,” He answered before I even asked the question.

I stood up and looked around for a while. Mirrors in every side of the room. Showing every angle of my tired self. Just like him, the mirrors see each and all of my weaknesses. I sighed. *Why am I always surrounded by people, heck even things, that read me so well.*

I was cleaning the dance studio when one of my students entered. “Hey Na Eul.. Did you forget something?”

“Nope. I just wanted to say that your new choreo is amazing! It’s really hard but I love every second of it.”

“Aww thanks! You were great today and learned everything really fast. If you keep getting better, you might even take over my job.” She giggled. I kept on cleaning. Rushing because he might come back soon. I glanced over Na Eul. I saw her sitting, leaning against one of the mirrors looking down on the floor. I sat down next to her, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“I… umm… can… you… um… help me?”

“Sure! Do you need help with any of the steps? I’ll go over it with you.”

“No!… I mean, it’s not about the choreo. It’s something personal.”

“Oh, ok what is it about?”

“It’s about…. Jino”

“What did he do this time? Still annoying and mocking you?”

“… No, that’s the thing… He’s kind of avoiding me. And I’m not used to it… Ughh it’s so annoying”

“What’s annoying you? The fact that he’s not bothering you anymore? Shouldn’t you be happy? You guys are like cats and dogs. Always yelling at each other during practice”

“It’s not about that…. It’s just that, I thought I had him all figured out. But now that he’s acting this way, it’s like he’s a completely different person than before.”

“So… you want to get to know to him more?”

“I guess… But just like what you said, we used to “fight” a lot. It’s going to be awkward to just start talking… normally… to have a conversation with him. He’s always just playing around. And he sees me only as his dance competition.”

“Then play and compete with him.”

“Eh… What?” I saw her confused look as she stared at me. I smiled thinking about the past. *This was just like us before*

“Yeah. Play The Game of Truth with him. You’ll both be playing, so it’s not that serious. It won’t be awkward because it’s just a game. And since he’s so competitive, he wouldn’t just give up and lose… therefore, giving you more time get to know him”

“I guess… How do you play it?”

The Game of Truth.

A game for 2 players only.

Each player can only play one game at a time.

1.     Each player will alternately ask one question.

2.     The other must answer honestly within 10 seconds.

3.     Pausing the game:

a.     if a player aka the Leaver, plays the game with someone else (the Outsider)

4.     Resuming the game:

a.     Only if the Leaver comes back after finishing the game with the Outsider.

b.     The other player will then be given 5 bonus questions that the Leaver must answer before resuming the game.

5.     Only 1 “Pass” for each player throughout the whole game.

6.     Time limit for each game: None.

7.     Losing the game: Get caught lying.

8.     Winner gets 3 wishes. Loser must do all 3 wishes.

“Are you sure this would work?”

“Yes, Junhyung and I are the living proof that this game works.” Just when I said that, the door opened and a head poked inside.

“Yah! Let’s go! I’m starving! And stop talking about me! Paliiii!”

I looked back at Na Eul and whispered, “See… He knows everything.”

“Of course I know everything! Let’s go!”

“Ok, Ok. I’m coming! Bye Na Eul! Do it. It will work. I promise.” I said as I waved her goodbye.

As we walked down the hall, Junhyung puts his arms around my shoulder, “Game of Truth?”

“Yeap,” I simply answered.

We got to his car. As I finish settling down, I waited for him to start it. But he just sat there, staring blankly in front. He turned to me, wonder and curiosity emitting from his eyes as he asked a question,”T: do you regret playing the game with me?”

We both stared at each other as he started his countdown.

10
9
8
7
6
5


“No. Of course not,” Because I never wanted him to think that I’m thinking too much for an answer, I always answer him before the 10 seconds are over.

“Good. Because I don’t either,” He said so fast as if he already knew what my answer’s going to be. He then brought the engine to life and drove down the road. It’s probably been 5 minutes already, but I caught myself still looking at him.

“Stop admiring my face,” he smirked.

I rolled my eyes as I turned to look out the window. The sun is setting already, painting the horizon with a shade of orange and red. Day and night fighting on who’s going to takeover. *Of course, the stars will win.* I rolled down my window, leaning my arm on it. I then lay my head on my forearm. As soon as I did this, I felt the warm summer breeze touch my face, and with that, I let a tear out allowing it to join the wind removing any evidence of my weakness.

*Shit, I just lied to him again.*

yeoboppa:

So my sister is writing this story and i decided to make it a beast fic and posted it in aff (with her permission of course). We’ll be so happy if you guys read it!!

Give us your opinions and subscribe if you like it ^^

here’s the link…

The title is Sing Me a Melody.

Junhyung, doojoon and kikwang are all in it.

Here’s a preview:

~a memory~

        “Doojoon…” I called his name while looking down at the cup of coffee.

       “Yeah?” Doojoon responded as I turned to look at him. His hands were leaning at the back of the bench and his eyes gazing up to the sky so intently.

       “Nothing,” I replied turning my gaze back to the coffee cup in my hand. “Never mind,” I added while tracing the rim of the cup.      

       There was something special about his gaze that I didn’t want to disturb. It was as if he’s looking at something so beautiful…dazzling…stunning. Doojoon has always been like that, everything he does, he does with such attentiveness that I can’t help but to be engrossed with it and little did I know I’ve become absorbed with his every action.

       Doojoon pointed at the small shining star in the middle of the sky and asked me, “See that bright star right there?”

       “Mmhmmn,” I nodded as I looked up. That one star was so bright that it outshined the other stars that surrounded it.

       “Look at how small that star is,” Doojoon continued. “The smallest one from all of them up there in that dark sky. But yet, it’s the brightest. So noticable. That’s. You,” Then, he turned to look at me, his soft gaze made my heart beat faster. “No matter how much you try to blend in the crowd, you will still catch everyone’s eyes,” he finished with a voice…

                                                                                                …a voice…

                                                            …which felt so bittersweet…

…that sent tingles up to my heart.

~End of memory~

_______________________________________

 I glared at him and asked bluntly, “Who are you?”

  Then, the smile on his face changed into a confused and shocked look. “What? You don’t know who I am?”   

    I raised my eyebrow and continued staring at him. Who does he think he is? Does he think I’m some kind of psychic?

 Then, his confused and shocked look was gone and his face lit up as if a realization just hit him and laughed, “Oh right… you were barely paying attention earlier. I saw Yumi had to poke you when the teacher was calling you. Well, Yong Junhyung is my name,” he said coolly extending his hand.

 Huh? How does he know Yumi? I just stared at his hands then I took my bag and left the room and him. As I was walking in the hallway…

  “Nice to meet you, Min!” I heard him shout cheerfully.