𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁 {kpop oneshots}

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pretty [seventeen seungkwanxvernon]

seungkwan's life was your basic y/n story, in which he was y/n, talented and flawless, but had that one thing she hated about herself, and it ruined her whole life.

well, except that seungkwan was a sixteen year old boy who had a bunch of friends, and loved his body.
well, he didn't like his fatty thighs, but that's beside the point.

see? your typical y/n story.
now, y/n story would not be a y/n story, without the actual y/n (who is in this case, seungkwan) having her one flaw be a huge problem in her life. and seungkwan's flaw did represent a problem in his life, because there were two ways in which people reacted to said flaw (both of which are negative).

type one is the bully: your regular bullies, that are a must in all y/n stories like this one.
they shame y/n for something she is insecure about, and that makes y/n feel like shit, and leads her to depression (which isn't actual depression, as most y/n stories are written by twelve year olds, most of which make 84549392929 grammar mistakes per sentence, and don't know how to describe shit), and self harm, suicide in some cases, if the author is particularly cruel (you know, like me). but seungkwan isn't y/n, and knows better than that.

type two are the creeps: those who love seungkwan's thighs, and who grope them at any opportunity, harassing him, to the point where seungkwan was afraid to walk home alone after dark.
this is what makes seungkwan not y/n: seungkwan doesn't try to walk home alone after dark, because seungkwan is smart, unlike y/n, who seems to be looking for dangerous situations.

but no matter how hard he tried to avoid it, trouble eventually finds him.
this time in form of the bullies.

"hey, fatass. what's up? want to find some guy to fuck your pussy?"

seungkwan bit the inside of his cheek. another day, same words, same sentences, same people.
it was getting annoying, if he were to be honest.

"oh, yes, this is why i'm going to the library. to fuck."

he felt hands grip his shirt, and breath on his face.
"you better not get sassy with me, you little shit-"

"get your hands off him."

three pairs of surprised eyes turned towards the owner of the voice.

hey, i know this guy from somewhere- isn't he in one of my classes?

seungkwan's bully must have been tired that day, because he let him go, and threathened him.
"you're off the hook this time. you won't be so lucky next time."

"yeah, yeah."

seungkwan turned to thank the boy who saved him, but he wasn't there.
"where could he have gone in five seconds?"

~~

the boy who saved seungkwan, his name is vernon.
or hansol, but all of his friends call him vernon.

which is not many people, considering he had only two friends (their names are mingyu and seungcheol, in case you were wondering.).

now, vernon was your regular emo boy. except he was beautiful, and people were constantly trying to flirt with him. mostly girls.

he shivered at the thought of girls flirting with him.
but, honestly, some of the guys were douchebags, so they weren't much better.

what was i talking about?
ah yes, vernon was your regular emo boy.
very little to no friends, always alone during lunches, mysterious, headphones constantly in his ears (except during classes, because he cared about his education), blasting emo music like panic! at the disco, fall out boy, or your modern emo, twenty one pilots, halsey, melanie martinez, dark clothes for life.