I've decided to do this to try and get my shit together and get over my hellish writers block. I hope I won't miss a day but I'm sure I will so let's hope I can just be somewhat consistent.
This will be moonsun because they're my otp but maybe in the future (for another month) I'll find another challenge that I can do for Wheesa/Kryber/seulrene/idk yet
These will be pretty short, probably just drabbles and most likely under 2k words but we'll see
This will also be AU I think they'll all be in the same universe but nonlinear and not completely linked Photographer Byulyi and Music teacher/vocal coach Yongsun Because yes Featuring grandma dog Jjing Jjing and my children; Daebak, Haengwoon, and Keongang Maybe some smol wheesa/ot4 too but idk yet Yeah
So without further ado, let's get it
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Day 1: Waking up together
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Yongsun was used to being woken up at odd hours and in usually unpleasant ways. Whether it be due to the blaring of her work alarm or because one of the dogs needed to be taken out, she was often up before the crack of dawn. Sleeping in just wasn't a common thing in her home, not even on weekends or her days off.
That being said, she would have rather appreciated some extra sleep. Life as a music teacher and vocal coach was tiring and she was often running errands when she wasn't working. When she wasn't at school she was in her studio, running scales with aspiring idol singers or training students in piano or guitar. Her home life was a little less hectic but even then, it was far from calm. There was laundry to do and supper to cook. Not to mention having three corgis and a miniature schnauzer running around made for many distractions in the small home. Her life was certainly tiring, but Yongsun wouldn't have it any other way.
This day though, she was woken up not by the blaring of a BoA song or the nudge of a corgi nose. Instead she was roused from her rest by the lines of sunlight shining through the blinds, making red shapes dance behind her eyelids. It was strange to her, as she was often up before the sun, and she tried to hide her face from the intruding light.
