Title: None
Author: Fallissa Ananda Putri
Genre: Mostly angst
Pairing: MinKey and jealous Taemin
Rating: PG
Warning: None, I guess
Author’s Note: I’ve seen a couple of authors did this, so I decided to try it out. Gosh, turns out it’s quite hard! I wrote this in a duration of ten songs (approximately 30 minutes, 3 minutes for each drabble), so please excuse the fail grammar. And I guess most of the story sucks. Have I mentioned that this drabble meme was hard? Anyway, I hope you enjoy this.
Damn, I’m starting to fall in love with MinKey. I am the biggest OTP breaker in the fandom world.
Anyway, you can click on the titles of the songs. Who knows you want to listen to the songs. Yes, I’m an OCD like this.
How it works:
1. Pick a character, pairing or fandom you like.
2. Put iTunes or equivalent media player on random.
3. For each song that plays, write something related to the theme you picked inspired by the song. You have only the time frame of the song: no planning beforehand: you start when it starts, and no lingering afterward; once the song is over, you stop writing. (No fair skipping songs either; you have to take what comes by chance!)
4. Do 10 of these, then post.
Key was punching the pillow with all of his strength. Another day he had to do another girl group’s dance would be another day he felt like killing himself. He hated those pink frilly thing he had to wear. He hated moving those hips. He hated seducing the audience through the camera.
Everyone wanted a piece of him, and yet he felt so empty. What good were those attentions for him?
Nothing.
His punches were stopped in mid-air by a couple of strong arms.
“You can stop now.”
Key fell into Minho’s loving embrace.
2. Gotta Get Thru This by Daniel Bedingfield
Taemin looked at the couple in burning always. It was always them. Being the magnae, he was always the one to be left behind.
“You’re too young, Taeminnie.”
As if he didn’t understand what was going on.
Was being too young reduce his capability to fall in love? Was being too young mean that he had to stay obedient upon what his hyungs tell him to?
No, Taemin felt like being rebelious. And when Minho was embracing Key in his arms, Taemin knew that he would not shut up this time.
Jinki could hear the thunderous applause behind the curtain. He braced himself towards the light, as he made his way to his first musical ever.
4. The Young Crazed Peeling by The Distillers
Jonghyun ran for dear life, making sure the bag full of money didn’t slip out of his hands. He could hear the sirens were after him from a distant. Fuck, he thought. Why would they pursue him? Blame the society for not giving him a job just because he was a high school drop out. Now he had to rob banks to stay alive.
He heard tires screeching, meaning the police were already near. He took out his gun and prepared himself for the biggest jump of his life.
5. Map of the Problematique by Muse
Kibum was shooting his rifles aimlessly. He didn’t know what to do anymore. The situation was kill or be killed. He only knew to keep shooting in order to survive the war.
He never meant for this. His dreams were to be a dancer, but fate put his hands on guns instead. The options were military or jail. Defend your country, they said.
And so Kibum shot, without knowing why he shot those people.
There was blood. Blood everywhere. At this point, the amount of blood had surpassed the amount of water in the sea.
Kibum screamed in frustrations. And he continued to shoot.
6. Wonderful World by James Morrison
Key knew that smile was fake. The ever-so-smiling leader of SHINee, Onew. He always smiled, despite all the responsibilites he had to take as the band leader. He used to cry, but not anymore. Key guessed Onew just grew to be more mature. He knew a sign of weakness meant weakness for the band. So he always hid it all. He never failed to smile.
For once, Key really wanted to embrace Onew and let his tears flow freely on his shoulders.
7. Atoms For Peace by Thom Yorke
Taemin stood beside Minho’s bed. If his eyes could glow in the dark, Minho would see a blinding gleam from the magnae’s eyes. They shone with lust, longing, and desire towards the sleeping boy. He wanted so much to touch him, but that would mean waking him up. Taemin wasn’t sure himself whether or not he could hold himself together once he touched Minho’s skin. No, if he dared, Key would be pissed out of his mind. Minho was Key’s. Taemin was just the innocent son, whom Key liked to stay innocent.
So Taemin sighed and sat at the edge of Minho’s bed. Right then, Minho turned and found his fingers.
“Kibum…” Minho whispered deliriously.
Taemin cried.
Jonghyun ran and had never stopped running. Gun on his left hand, the bag of money on his right shoulder. He jumped over the high fence. The police were at his heels. Why the fuck were they still after him? he thought. Didn’t they know that he hadn’t eaten for two days? Cheekbones sticking out. Both feet were nothing but sticks. He was amazed that he could still run despite the hunger he was suffering from.
He could hear a gunshot. Then everything went black.
9. Forgiven by Alanis Morissette
Kibum never answered when people asked him what his religion was. What did it matter to them? Whether he had one or not, it was his business with God. People should stop pestering him with ridiculous religious questions. The fact was going to church didn’t stop people from killing other people. Hell, they even killed in the name of God. Burning churches, burning mosques, and they actually believed that they’d go to heaven for that. What a bunch of bullshit.
Key believed, that if there was a God, then he wouldn’t be stuck in the middle of a war he didn’t want to be a part of. But God wasn’t listening, because there was no God. The non-existent God didn’t hear his prayers, just like He didn’t hear the scream of a soldier he just shot.
“What is it, Minho?” Key bellowed in frustration.
“Nothing,” Minho answered shortly.
“Lies! You’ve been avoiding me for weeks!”
“I’ve been busy.”
“Busy with what? You got no schedule at all!”
“So what? I’ve been busy with my personal life!”
Key’s lips quivered.
“Am I not a part of your personal life anymore?”
Minho didn’t answer.
“There’s someone else, isn’t it?”
Minho could hear Key choked as he held back his tears.
“I’m sorry.”
“That was all Minho could say.
Little that they knew that someone was eavesdropping in the living room. Taemin couldn’t help but smile listening to the ex-couple’s conversation.
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DONE! I’m thinking of taking a few of them and write them into bigger fics. What do you think?
The Not-So Silent Readers