SSS aka Short Ship Stories
a book filled with one or more chapter short stories, inspired by pictures, songs or scenarios of k-pop idols~♡
ships in the collection right now: Showki; Hyunghyuk; Joohyuk; Hyungwonho; Joohyukkyun, Chanbaek, Jukev
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"My christmas muse"
*click* *click* *clicking intensifies*
I threw my pen across the table, instantly mouthing inaudable apologies to the distraught people at the other tables. This agitated behavior of mine only comes out exactly in THESE kinds of situations.
"Here's your 5th cup of coffee, Hyunwoo. I'm not going to lie, i'm worried about you and so is Hoseok," a person i so dearly knew appeared, placing another cup on my table, whilst taking the previous one.
"Thanks Hyungwon. I know it's pretty bad, but i'm seriously out of any ideas whatsoever. Plus my publicist is leeching out the last straw, demanding a book by next season," i warmly smiled at my brothers husband, genuinely being thankful for his and coffees comfort.
"What are they?! Ghandi?! They should be thankful for your existance as you are the biggest money maker for them!" Hyungwon puffed his cheeks in annoyance, making me chuckle.
"Don't worry, i plan on going solo after this book, aswell taking a break," i gave a reassuring smile, thinking about things i still want to cross off my bucket list, "I want some adventures in life, you know!"
"You want adventures? Go on Tinder, you old man, you will get plenty of adventures," Hyungwon lowly chuckled, clearly amused by his own words.
I immediately dropped my smile, giving him a serious stare, "Do i really look like i would, Won?"
"I don't know, Hyunwoo, but it might bring something good. You do seem be lacking the IT factor, you know..." Hyungwon sneered at me, soft smile of his appearing.
"Are you talking about the movie or-" i pretended to be confused. Of course i know what he meant, but i don't want him to one-up me. As always- it worked.
"Bite your own bum, Son Hyunwoo!" The soft smile had died completely, as Hyungwon strutted back to kitchen, probably on his way to rant to Hoseok.
I chuckled. Don't get me wrong- i loved my family a lot, but, oh, how much i loved to tease them. Especially Hyungwon. Ever since my brother had brought him into our family. No matter how many times i've told him- he can't beat my sarcasm. My mother is always telling me- your humor is why you are single, Hyunwoo. And i am on board with her on this one, i'm like the dark horse of our family. My brother says that i'm too stubborn. I'm a writer- of course i have to be stubborn. In the tehnical field of course. If i wasn't, God knows what sappy romance books, that my editor tried to smear me, i'd be writing. Hyungwon just want's me to get laid.
In all seriousness, if i looked, i could find someone. It's just no one has really intrigued me so far. I am perfectly capable of being single. Though sometimes- my heart does crave for the side warmth i'm lacking in those cold nights.
*ping*
The blue birdy on my phone chirped up. I opened the app, seeing a tweet from the National Book League.
