❝𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. ❞
༉‧₊˚✧ | life is brutal.
hers was already a living hell,
but he had helped her.
nct park jisung fanfiction
angst au
started ju...
After reading the text message, she ran upstairs to where her and Jisung's room was. Zooming into the room, she went to the bed where her dress laid nicely on the white sheets.
Her hand got ahold on the hanger the dress was on, gently taking the straps off of the hanger. She quickly slipped the dress over her head and straightened it out on her body so it hugged her curves better.
She zoomed back downstairs and got the handle on the guitar case, and got the piece of paper that was on the coffee table. Before stepping out she examined the paper making sure there weren't any grammar or spelling mistakes.
Once she proofread it all, she got the jacket that hung from the coat rack and got out the house.
Locking the door behind her she noticed Jisung was already waiting outside. His figure pressed up against the cars passenger door, his arms crossed in front of his chest as he waited for the girl.
His head looked up to see the Han, dressed up a white lace dress and black high heels to tie the outfit all together. "Woah you look beautiful" his lips parted— staring in complete awe.
"You don't look so bad yourself" she shyly chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears, that were decorated nicely with silver pendants. "Shall we go?" his hand slithered it's way onto the handle of the car, opening it for the raven haired girl.
"We shall" the corner of her lips curved up into a smile as she tucked her head to get into the car, placing the guitar case in between her legs.
"Are you excited?" he made his way onto the drivers seat, turning on the engine and driving off to Mark's place. "I mean it's just us 8 so of course i'm excited." her hands fiddled with the paper— folding it into a small square.
. . .
As the dirty blonde haired boy parked his car in front of the mans house, he noticed that Mark's car wasn't here so it was perfect timing. "Come on, let's go" he gave the girl a warm smile before stepping out of the car.
Rushing to the other side, he opened the car door for the raven haired girl— making sure she wouldn't fall or hurt herself. She carried out the guitar case that was getting quite heavy inside the house, trailing behind Jisung.
"Aeri! You're here!!" the 5 teenaged boys rushed over to the girl to attack her with a bear hug. "I told you guys I would" she hugged all of them back, her smile growing even more big as she was embraced by her friends.
"What about me?" the youngest offendedly said— the palm of his hand meeting with his chest, making it even more dramatic than ever. "Who cares about you?" the second youngest stuck his head up— he yelled out making sure he'd hear.
The Park fake cried as he heard the hurtful words come out of his own best friends mouth, "Look what you guys did! You made Jisung cry!" the lady played along, hitting the orange haired males arm.
"He deserved it!!" he blew a raspberry towards the direction of the younger man. The group all laughed in unison as the bickering continued between the two— Jeno took Aeri's gift and placed it in a spot where they had put all the gifts for the birthday boy.
The smaller girl looked around the nicely decorated house, looking at the small picture frames of the group that were on the coffee table. The big banner that read 'Happy Birthday' and the funny printed out pictures of Mark taped onto the wall, surely the paint would be ruined by the tape.
Sticky notes on the walls with funny and cute drawings, without realizing she smiled to herself. These boys cared an awful lot about each other— her heart ached at the thought of being cared for as much as Jisung.
Not even Soojin was as affectionate as the guys were, heck if she even received that amount of affection she wouldn't even know how to act. Suddenly her right cheek started feeling damp as a tear streamed down.
Her sniffles were evidently loud— gaining the attention from the guys. "Ae you okay?" the taller guy approached the girl, immediately placing his hand on her shoulder for comfort.
Her hand met with her cheek— wiping away the wetness with her palm. "Hm? Oh yeah I'm okay, just the sniffles" she played it off, slightly chuckling to make it seem realistic.
The man squinted his eyes at her— not buying her obvious lies, but he didn't wanna pressure her so he brushed it off. Patting the spot on her shoulder; he pushed the girl closer to him— hugging her ever so tightly.
"Guys Mark is here, get in places!" Jeno peeped through the blinds— eyeing the newly parked vehicle in the driveway. Aeri pulled away from the man— his head cocked to the side signaling their hiding spot.
Behind the couch.
With the signal, they all rushed into their spots, holding in their breaths so they wouldn't be heard in the silence of the suffocating house.
Darkness overcame the room; with everyone hiding, the place looked secluded and abandoned.
As they all heard the door open slightly, their hearts beat against their rib cages. Their breaths were still held in, not even daring to escape.
"What the-" the older man looked around the decorated house, completely confused by it all.
"SURPRISE!!"
The group of teenagers all jumped out from their hiding spots, yelling out ever so loud they didn't care if they would get neighbor complaints. Toothy grins were plastered on their cute faces— "Happy birthday Mark!" Jeno and Jaemin rushed to the man, attacking him with hugs.
"Thank you guys! but I told you I didn't want anything big" the older man hugged the younger men, taking in their presence along with the others standing by watching.
"Nonsense! you're turning 22, we're celebrating! I already invited the rest of the people" Jeno's smile grew even bigger as he mentioned their plan.
The girls face dropped as she heard the news, "T-there's more people c-coming?"
