In which Uki is a famous k-Idol and Fulgur a bit too obsessed.
⌦ Fictional Story
⌦ genres:
⤳fluff, kpop au
↬ English isn't my first language, so please correct me if there are any big mistakes
↬ this story was published on ao3 first under my nam...
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"Uki you don't have to-"
"No shush- I'm an expert I can do this." The idol retorted determinedly as ever as his arm was sluggishly repeating the same motion for the nth time. Had he growm tired of that? Heck yeah. Did he only do it because Fulgur was the one sitting right in front of him? Again heck yeah.
"Fighting Uki." The gray haired cheered, as he watched the idol go through his albums. From time to time he would find the little post-it with questions which were written by Fulgur beforehand. Most of the questions were pretty basic, some of them were risky.
Uki actually preferred the latter, it gave him the opportunity to look up every single time to meet the gaze of the bit embarrassed younger. One question stood out the most:
"You want to crash my place after this?"
As the purple haired read that he could almost hear Fulgur's voice in his head. Creepy but amazing at the same time, wasn't it? You could say the younger was stuck in his head.
Smiling while closing his eyes, Uki scribbled a little something as an answer below the question. He then removed the post-it from the page to swiftly stick it on the fans forehead, or rather the gray hair which was covering it.
"Uki!" Fulgur said hurriedly with a shaky voice due to being startled by the idol who suddenly moved way too close to his face. Quickly he searched for the little piece of paper on his forehead only to grasp it with his hand. His face immediately brightened as he read Uki's reply. The purple haired found this reaction beyond cute but soon Fulgur's face dropped as he skimmed the last line. Uki's answer read:
"Ofc, only if you can crush something ;)"
"Goddammit Uki" Fulgur bursted out in his tea kettle laughter as tears stared to form in his eyes. "Not something- rather someone." He added, his laughter still echoing in the huge room
"So you're free?" The taller asked once again to make sure as he slowly calmed down, his gaze locked onto Uki's hand. His movement was so smooth just like his dancing. His coordination was incredible. Additionally the black painted nails only added to the aesthetic.
"For you always- well you know... if I don't have to work because the comeback is coming up." The idol explained, shutting the last album he had to sign for the fan. "I know, it's okay." The taller reassured with kind words and a sweet smile.
"Oh I almost forgot. I brought you a little something." The younger stated happily as he brushed a few strands of gray hair which were falling into his vision out of his face.
"Cat ears!" Fulgur cheered happily, too consumed by his 'grandiose' idea to notice the dissapointed look in the idol face.
"Really?" Uki sighed, letting his gaze wander away slowly. "That's kinda basic isn't it?" "Well I thought they'd fit you." Fulgur explained, still oblivious because of the joy he was experiencing because of the thought only of the idol wearing the accessory.
