himizu

lol

"you should collab with brian kang "

here it goes again. Jae quickly scrolls through the comment section under his new video and found a dozen more of these. it's became a thing now. people are probably going to start a campaign on change.org soon to make him and this brian guy do a collab. it's not like he dislikes "brian". he watched some of his videos doing covers and original songs when he first noticed people bringing up his name in the comments. he thinks brian is a good singer, and he writes nice songs, and his voice is beautiful, and then there's that smile. it's that kind of smile that makes other people smile too. 

he once replied to someone asking them to do a song together. "maybe ;)" that was all he said, and next thing he knew, people are all over his twitter, youtube and instagram talking about how their vocals will be a perfect match, "friendship goals" and there's even a few saying that they will make a lovely couple. thinking back, he may have started this, but that brian can't not be responsible with his damn smile. 

jae came very close to DM Brian on twitter that one time. when he clicked on brian's icon he suddenly realized that brian was not following him. (of course he wasn't following him either, but still.) what if he doesn't know him? what if he knows him but he doesn't like the idea of a collab at all. even worse, what if he hates his guts and that's why he never responded to anything jae-related? 

thank god he was suddenly reminded of all these potential life threats by his pessimist self. 

he thought as long as he doesn't talk about it, people will eventually stop, which is the exact opposite of what has happened. he doesn't know why, but people seem to believe they are going to do a thing together and it's going to be big. the hype is real, so is his anxiety. 

he decided he has to do something since it looks like brian isn't going to. he typed Brian Kang in the search bar once again, after two months. oh, Brian has a new profile picture, he looks nice, Jae mentally noted, then he sees the little rectangular box that says "follows you" right next to Brian's username. 

is brian kang following me on twitter right now? that brian kang with the best smile in north america (approved by fangirls)? Jae suspects the effects of being overly stressed for too long has set in. 

" you have 352 new messages" 

" you have 353 new messages"

did that brian kang just messaged me on twitter? jae wasn't sure what he was hoping for.

He was there too early.
The vampire told him to come after sundown, but he had a fight with his parents and he may have accidentally dropped his father’s favorite vase.
He slipped through the wired gate, waited in front of the huge building for a moment, then decided he’s going in.
Even though it was still broad daylight, the walls are too thick and there’s no windows. The hallways were as dark as always, only lighted by the torches burning on the wall and around each corner.
He’s heading to the bedroom upstairs, where they usually meet, where there’s too much space he doubt you can still call it a bedroom. Walked past the twelfth corner, he counted, the last turn is to the right and he should be right in front of the heavy wooden door leading to the vampire’s room.
He knocked three times. No one answered, for obvious reasons.

*
Dim light from the lamp on his coffin-side table casted shadows on the vampire’s face. He’s such a stereotypical vampire, he thought, with his pasty skin and prominent features. Even that long, slick black hair looks like it directly came out of a Twilight fanfiction.

*
“What’s wrong?”
“I had a bad dream.”
“I didn’t know vampires can dream.”
“Well, now you know.”
The vampire answered way too fast for it to be convincing.

橘蹦 毕业生 2

我居然写了2,应该明天会再改改吧。。


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安宰孝眨了眨眼睛,根据阳光照亮房间大部分地方的样子,看来时间又不早了。想起了什么似的他猛然向左转过头,却只看到了熟悉的墙,还有自己的被子被叠好靠在床尾。

打着哈欠走出房间觅食,空荡荡的客厅预示着又是独自度过的一天。他拾起餐桌上母亲留下的纸条。啊,原来允熙姐的朋友和她一起出去玩了,还有,原来他叫敃赫。去哪玩了啊,允熙姐和敃赫?安宰孝有些恶狠狠地想,为什么只有他永远是被丢下的那个,明明才睡了他的床,就这样招呼都不打和他最心爱的姐姐出去玩了。去海边了吗?高三都在忙着看书,好久没去过了,好想被湿润而温柔的海风吹过头发啊。

直到当天晚上半夜两点敃赫回来时他终于知道他们是去哪儿玩了,对方身上散发出的酒气、香水与烟味混合在一起的微妙气味无一不叫嚣着。真的是,要去夜店玩首尔不好吗,为什么特地来釜山,安宰孝觉得自己的家乡简直被这个人看轻了。

为了不吵醒已经睡下的父母,宰孝不得不扶着这个醉汉,生怕他踢到桌子或是撞倒书柜。对方热热的呼吸和酒气扑在他的颈后,让他很想一个人过肩摔,却只能拼命忍耐。用对方的手臂环住自己的肩膀,艰难地架着人前行。

对方却不管不顾他的幸苦大步往前走着,宰孝只能在他快要脸着地的时候拼命拉住胳膊把人又捞了起来。幸好(可惜)没有真的摔倒,不然破坏了city boy帅气的脸大概会被起诉吧。

千辛万苦终于进了他的房门,刚一松手半趴在他背上的人立刻自觉地跑到床前,踉跄了几步一头栽进他堆成一团的被子里。

“抱歉,我实在太累了,我还是去地下睡吧。”

脱了一半的外套挂在胳膊上,坐在床上的人突然想起什么似的开口,一脸真诚的困扰,眉毛像喜剧演员的小胡子一样撇着。

面对这种好笑却又可爱的表情,拒绝也太没人性了吧,安宰孝的大脑还没跟上节奏,嘴巴就自己做主说了好。

好什么啊,安宰孝恨死自己一时嘴快了,离他不到半米远的人不但散发着热量,香水的气味也毫没有放过他的意思。

刚刚在客厅时两人贴的很近,最浓的大概是他自己的古龙水味,如安宰孝预料的做作地装作精英时尚的味道,其实他也不太懂,只是觉得和他想象中电视上爱情剧男主角会用的味道一模一样。但身旁的人身上传来的恼人气味还夹着其他女士香水的味道,有略微清淡的花香,也有甜腻的水果味。该不会是允熙姐的香水味吧,安宰孝被自己突然冒出来的想法吓得一哆嗦,赶紧翻身用背后对着身旁的人。

但他心中好奇的小猫拼命用爪子挠着,他想看看屋顶的斑痕或是窗外的树,黑暗却毫不留情地夺走了任何分散注意力的契机。认命地叹了口气,他尽量放轻动作又翻回身面对睡在里侧的人。

舒展状态下的眉毛也耷拉着,让他显得年轻而无辜,细密的睫毛随着呼吸的节奏微微颤动着,而他虽然不宽却丰满的嘴唇张开了一条小缝,隐约可以看见排列整齐的小门牙们。

感觉这样偷偷观察别人实在有些变态,安宰孝刚想命令自己移开视线,却注意到了那人衬衫开了三颗的领口。因为侧身的关系第二颗纽扣的位置两边布料互相错开、露出大片皮肤和左边锁骨上方暗红色的痕迹,在昏暗的月光下依然吸引了宰孝的目光。

他下意识地想凑上去看个清楚,在鼻尖离胸口还有十公分时,余光突然响起了警报。他小心翼翼地抬眼,害怕连转动眼球都会发出声音,对上了一双即使天色暗淡也玻璃珠一样亮晶晶反射着光的眼睛。

他清楚地明白自己应该开口说点什么,就算是最蹩脚的解释,张了张嘴却发不出声音。

与此同时,眼睛的主人自顾自地动了起来,对方放大的脸近在咫尺。他仿佛能感觉到那人的睫毛拂过他的脸颊,一种不可名状的痒由心脏发散到指尖,穿梭在他的每一寸皮肤。

安宰孝感觉自己的血液都凝结了,僵硬地保持着半躺在对方怀里似的姿势不敢再动。

让他松了口气的是身旁没有再传来动静,闭着眼意识终于渐渐离他远去。


橘蹦 毕业生 1

本人脑洞变幻莫测,文笔小学生习作,大家随便看看吧。。

(有女性原创角色,有三角恋倾向,如果你在意的话)


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仰面躺在房间狭小的单人床上,安宰孝无聊地望着天花板上一小块水渍出神。午后是令人不习惯的安静,家里一个人也没有,风扇无休止的嗡嗡声成了唯一的背景音。今天是他三年高中生活的最后一天,上午参加完毕业典礼后和父母一起在外面吃了饭算作庆祝,两人把他送回家后又去工作了。高中的结束似乎是人生中一个重要的节点,此刻他却一点也没有完成了什么的实感。几个小时前他默默看着同学们哭得鼻头通红又笑着彼此拥抱,既没有终于长大成人的幸福也没有与朝夕相处的人分离的不舍。作为少年的日子结束了,接下来呢?


安宰孝从脑袋下抽出发麻的手臂换了个姿势,一滴汗珠顺着颊角流下。侧过头刚好能看见房间右侧的窗户,他把注意力从屋顶移开,研究起了窗外仿佛完全不受酷热影响长势正好的树苗。树是不到一年前父亲亲自种在他房间外的路边的。原来那棵高大茂密的树不知什么时候起被虫子当作了家,叶子越掉越少,父亲终于决定移走它时才发现树干已经成了空心。载下新苗的时候父亲说,虽然窗口向南,但阳光太强烈的时候的还是有些遮挡好。现在小树的阴影刚刚够到窗台,而他即将告别这个生活了十八年的称之为家的地方。


晚饭时母亲提起,下个礼拜邻居家在首尔上学的允熙姐姐要回来了。从安宰孝有记忆起他就总是跟着允熙姐。对小孩子来说三岁的年龄差是天上地下的,他记忆中的允熙姐总像电视里的人一样好看、与他们身边脏兮兮的小鬼们截然不同。什么都很擅长,仿佛世界上没有她不了解的事。直到他上中学后,青少年特有的自尊和别扭不允许他过分殷勤,即便喜爱之情从未减少丝毫,他渐渐不再什么事都要跑去告诉允熙姐、什么问题都要征询允熙姐的意见。虽然整个中学和允熙讲过的话不超过二十句,她离开去首尔上大学那年,宰孝连续躲在被窝里哭了一个礼拜。大学第一年的暑假允熙回家待了一个月,那时高一的他因为尴尬、不知如何和现在看起来更加完美、像个真正的首尔人一样的姐姐相处,除了邻居们一同聚餐之外一次也没单独找过允熙。两年过去了,现在的宰孝更不知道该如何面对允熙,他好像还是刚上初中时那个不善言辞、动不动就手足无措的小鬼,而允熙姐姐,大概已经成为华丽的大人了吧。想到自己和允熙的距离在她离家的这三年间又不知增大了多少,一开始的期待迅速化成了深深的沮丧。宰孝勉强地应了一声表示听到了母亲的话,继续机械地把食物送入口中。


每天只是睡到中午,起床随便吃点东西接着打游戏,一周的时间转眼就过去了。阳光毫不避讳地照在他裸露的胸口,宰孝突然惊醒,摸到床头的闹钟发现已经过了十二点。今天是允熙回来的日子,据宰孝妈妈说,上午十一点允熙的爸妈会去车站接她。宰孝赶紧坐了起来,开始从床尾的衣服堆里试图找出一件不算太脏的T恤。等床上和地板都堆满了衣服,他才猛然意识到,允熙并不会特地来他家见他,他没有任何可紧张的。叹了口气,他把手上的短袖扔回堆上,又躺了下来。


母亲回家的时候一边开门一边叫着他的名字,宰孝恋恋不舍地脱下耳机。他接过母亲手中四个装得满满的塑料袋,还没来得及开口母亲便回答了他的疑问。允熙姐姐一家要来吃晚饭,说是还有她的一个朋友,跟她一起来釜山玩的。朋友?宰孝短暂地好奇了一下这位“朋友”是男是女,很快决定不可能是男的,不然都要带回家了大概会说是交往的男友吧。


即使在宰孝的心中允熙一直是光彩照人的,看到站在自家玄关的允熙他还有有一刻晃神。明明只是比他大三岁吧,为什么永远都是知晓世界运作的原理一般怡然自得呢?不管是合身的裙子、略带弧度的发梢和恰到好处的微笑。把他拉回现实的是来自允熙身后一声“打扰了”,明显不是允熙姐姐的清脆男声。安宰孝无法控制自己上下打量了起对方,留着着两侧剃短的时髦发型,眼睛大而圆却因为上扬的眉毛并没有可爱的感觉,打招呼时微微翘起嘴角在左脸颊挤出一个酒窝……允熙姐的“朋友”吗?对方明显是首尔人的样子,大热天却毫不在意地穿着皮夹克和紧身牛仔裤。他徒劳地拽了拽身上短袖T恤的下摆,突然对到自己皱巴巴的衣服和运动短裤自觉起来。


允熙姐说要麻烦让她的朋友借住在宰孝家时的笑容也是完美的,她额边散落的碎发勾勒出圆鼓鼓的脸颊和小巧的下巴。直到一桌人都把目光转向宰孝的方向,他才意识到自己又在神游,急忙连声答应。于是允熙姐又笑了,露出洁白的牙齿,长长的睫毛在眯起的眼睛上投下阴影。


父母从房间的壁橱里取出了备用的被团,宰孝一手拖着被团,另一手夹着枕头把东西都运到了自己房间。允熙姐的“朋友”只是坐在他的床边看着他费力地把被子挪到房间中央的空地上,双手垫在大腿下面,两只脚来回晃着,丝毫没有要帮忙的意思。首尔人都是这样冷酷无情的吗?安宰孝瞥了对方一眼暗暗地想。


“那我关灯了。”对方轻轻地嗯了一声当作回答,安宰孝快步跨过对方横在他面前裹得像毛毛虫一样圆滚滚的身体,爬到自己床上。两个人的呼吸声在安静的房间格外清晰,令他没由来的烦躁。无法入睡时窗外渐渐响起了雨声,开始是一滴两滴,紧接着越来越大,伴随着风呼啸而过。夏天夜晚的暴雨在海滨城市是常有的事,比起扰人对宰孝来说更像安眠曲。终于快要进入梦乡,迷迷糊糊间他却感到有人压在他身上,本能地挣扎起来,想把他身上不管是人是鬼赶跑。

“嘿,嘿。”

小腿被牢牢压住,手腕也被抵在床单上,危机意识终于让他睁开了眼睛。对上的是一双圆滚滚的眼睛,本来气势汹汹的眉毛撇了下来,变成了比起吓人反而有些滑稽的八字眉。对方的体温透过薄薄的被单传递到他身上,宰孝愣了一下随即又挣扎起来,然而对方只是收紧了对他的钳制。虽然是比较高的那个,但他身材瘦长四肢并不特别有力,此刻对方借着体重的优势压制着他,一时难以挣脱。

“打雷了。呃,我,不太喜欢一个人睡,虽然和打雷并没有什么关系……”

四目相对,对方的声音越来越低,随即放轻了手上的力气。

“算了,对不起,我……”

“……没事,要我帮你把被子拿上来吗?”

叹了口气,宰孝活动了下有些吃痛的手腕,无奈地问道。

“不用了,不麻烦你了。我不盖也行的,天气很热。”

对方从他身上翻了下来,安静地躺在他和墙壁间狭小的空隙里。软绵绵的手臂紧贴着他,安宰孝终于受不了地掀起自己的被子盖在左侧的人身上。

“谢……”

不等对方说完,他从床上坐了起来,捡起被丢在地板上的被子给自己盖好并掖了掖角落。

“睡吧。”