Wake Up..


Blame it on the weather and Coheed and Cambria and my lack in writing skills and creativity, and the depressing atmosphere in this house..


The bright lights of the grand ballroom were suddenly dimmed. The crowd’s buzzing slowly died down as they anxiously wait. What was going to happen next, they too had no clue.

Loud music blared from the giant speakers—a beat every guest was familiar with. Disco lights started to fill the huge place.

And before she knew it, the spotlight was aimed at her and the man sitting next to her.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, let’s welcome the lovely Kim a.k.a. Ssangchu couple for their first dance as husband and wife. Techtonic music started to play—of course it had to be Get Hot. It was afterall the first music they danced to together.

Hwangbo’s cheeks turned bright red as she faced her husband in surprise. It was delightfully embarrassing. She should not have handed him the task of choosing the song for their first dance, she should have known he was planning on something when he gave her that wry smile a few days ago.

Hyunjoong stood up and did some of her infamous dance moves as the crowd of celebrities and relatives hooted. She was cracking up again, this time trying to cover her face with her bouquet of white calla lilies.

He momentarily stopped as he extended his arm to her.

‘YAH..’, she mouthed becoming increasingly self conscious. She was in her Greek inspired all white gown—it would be a disaster if they started doing the techtonic now.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the Ssangchu couple!”, DJ Koo announced again.

The double S boys started to sing along, “Dun dududun.. Dun dududun..”

Jungmin was doing the arm action, same dance moves he teased his Hyung with in that famous Taiwan interview. Baby and Kyu started to do the same as the crowd started to sing with them encouraging Hwangbo.

The pretty Buin, still giggling, took her Shillang’s arm. They walked towards the center of the dancefloor and started to dance like crazy.

The ballroom was filled with laughter and happiness as the guests joined the couple.

The sly DJ Koo played some more techtonic music, R2Song.

This time the crowd chanted, “Hwangbo! Hwangbo!”

All lights were focused on her as she started to play along with the crowd and do that hip thrusting motion.

Hyunjoong stepped aside, marveling at his pretty wife. ‘HIS WIFE’, oh what sweet music that made to his ear, ‘HIS WIFE, HIS BUIN’

Now, he can proudly claim her and announce to all those idols and all those ahjussis and all those businessmen that Hwangbo Hyejung is HIS WIFE.

He smiled as she gamely danced while the crowd cheered her on. He stood there realizing this was the reason why he worked so hard—that woman in white gown with long flowing hair holding a bouquet of calla lilies was his reason for waking up each day and braving life’s unendless battles. Hwangbo Hyejung was his reason and that alone was enough.

A lone tear escaped Hyunjoong’s eye as he sat by her bedside. He paused the tape, then gently squeezed his wife’s small, soft hand.

“That was our first dance during our wedding. Look at you, doing your Techtonic dance moves..”, he told her, his voice croaking, trying his best to stop the tears from flowing.

“Don’t you miss it, Buin? Don’t you miss your TV shows? Don’t you miss your mom, your dad? Don’t you miss Yejin? Don’t you miss Jins? Your adopted sons and daughters? Don’t you miss the beach? The snow? Don’t you miss Euni or Boram or Jeewon? Don’t you miss your Shinhwa boys? Don’t you miss our little house by the beach? Don’t you miss me?”, Hyunjoong asked her, holding her hand tightly, “Don’t you miss me at all?"

“Buin, you have to wake up. Please wake up..”, he begged his wife, who seemed to be sleeping soundly for six months now after a vehicular accident she was involved in.

“I have been waiting for you to show me a little sign, Hyejung. Please give us a sign. Please give me a sign..”, Hyunjoong continued to beg.

“I will continue to stay by your side and annoy you everyday..”, Hyunjoong whispered to her ears, “Until you decide to wake up…”

Love Or Something Like It…

Were you expecting green leafy lettucy fics? Mian, I think I’m having a Lettuce road block right now, especially those wondering what happened to 3/3. It’s—well, let’s just say it’s on comatose and I cannot promise you that it can still wake up.

I’ve been wanting to write about this couple so much, but I do not know them well enough to whip up anything although I have been a loyal follower. I have to admit, I started watching because of Khun and I did not know who Victoria was back then (yikes, I did not even know what f(x) was). But pretty much like my Lettuce addiction, I got hooked. Perhaps Vic is the only cutesy type I can swallow, plus she has a quirky personality that’s very easy to love. And another thing I like about her is that she seems genuine. There’s something about Vic that draws you in.

This is for one of my fave Unnis in twitter, @ellehcar817! She’s the one feeding me stuff about Khuntoria (from unsubbed to subbed epis to fanfics or fanvids to blogs and sites). Thank you!!!! I know I can be pesky with my anti-HJ comments sometimes, but you’re (and Ash and cjv501) still very patient with me!!! Daghang Salamat… And, I’m sorry it isn’t any good—I just wrote it while I was trying to get some sleep—so basically, it’s sleepy and weird and I did not put much thought nor invest so much time on it. I will try to do better next time (that is if there is a next time). Lam ko Unni, pasan natin ang mundo, pero sana napangiti kita.. Hehe.. OA ba?

And oh, this is also for Chelsie because I did mention to her that I was gonna write a Khuntoria fic one of these days.

Hope Khuntorians and JBers alike will enjoy this.


The sudden gust of cold wind blew into the quiet room, making Chansung, the maknae of the famous boy group, 2PM, jump up from his seat.

A frightened, guilty look registered on his face as he watched Nichkhun enter the apartment. His Hyung looked tired and sleepy. Chansung’s eyes roamed around the living room then back to his hyung, unable to speak like a terrified little cub—the room was a mess, boxes of pizza lay on the floor, ramen cups and tissues spread on the table and some on the sofa, shirts and other clothing items scattered everywhere.

But it seemed that Nichkhun was too tired to even notice what a big mess he and Wooyoung created.

Chansung then stared back at the PC’s monitor, this time he seemed to have been panic stricken, almost guilty. This got Khun wondering. The older man raised his fuzzy brows at Chansung. The younger man forced a smiled, it was like he was caught doing something he should not be doing.

“Khun’s here..”, he said to the person he was chatting with online, “And, I have to go now..”, he announced nervously.

“Oh good!”, the sweet female voice resonated inside the room. “It was nice talking to you, Oppa. Annyeong!”, she said, Korean was obviously not her native language, as she faltered and mispronounced some words.

Khun was curious, but at the same time, amused, thinking—which foreign girl fell for the maknae’s charm this time.

Chansung looked up at Khun, “Hyung, Sherleenwantstotalktoyou…”, he said then disappeared from his hyung’s sight. He knew very well that Nichkhun was very, overly protective of his youngest sister, and all of them were not allowed to contact, not even look at her.

Khun’s brows furrowed as he stepped in front of the computer. He was disappointed at Chansung for not following his orders, he was frustrated at Sherleen for not heeding his warning that all his members (even if he loved and respected them all) were dangerous.

But all anger dissipated the moment he heard her voice, “Oppa!!!”

She wiggled and blew him a kiss.

“Oppa?? You watch way too much Korean shows, Sherleen..”, he told her little sister.

“Don’t worry Oppa, I only watch shows that you guest in..”, the young lady reassured him, “But I’m angry and I feel hurt..”

The smile on Sherleen’s face quickly went away replaced by a frown that got Nichkhun worried, “What? Why? You’re angry at me?”

Sherleen nodded, then rolled her eyes.

It took a few minutes before she spoke. “They said you’re coming home next week.”
“And you’re bringing Victoria with you..”, she pouted even more, “Why?”

Khun panicked. He did not know what to say. All the while he thought, Sherleen was okay with his virtual marriage to f(x)’s leader. All the while he thought, Sherleen liked Victoria.

“But Nichkhun Horjvekul, it’s a school day!”, she said becoming really flustered.

“And, don’t tell me you’d wait for me at Grandma’s house, because I already checked your schedule earlier with Chansung Oppa, and your manager said you’d be going to the hotel right away. You are so unfair! This is my chance to meet my sister-in-law! My chance to meet Victoria! No fair!”

Khun laughed at his sister’s childish display. He felt relieved at the same time. The worry and tension growing inside his heart was quickly replaced by overwhelming happiness.

“Don’t worry Sherleen, I already asked Mom to tell your teacher that you’ll be coming home early on that day.”, he told her in between laughs.

“Oh good..”, she finally calmed down upon hearing his plan. Her face was beginning to light up again.

“Oppa, can I ask you something?”, she asked, a wry smile on her lips.
Khun nodded.

“Victoria—do you like her already? I mean, not only as your virtual wife? Do you like her?”, Sherleen questioned. “You’ve introduced me to some of your girlfriends, but you’ve never brought any of them to Grandma’s house. I heard it was your suggestion that you bring her to Thailand. I heard you were supposed to go to Beijing, but you insisted. Khun, do you like her already?”

Khun was dumbstruck. He did not know what to tell her.

“Khun, do you love her?”, Sherleen asked the question he never dared to ask himself.
Khun knew it was not an ordinary crush, like the crush he has on Krystal. He knew he cared for her and he felt the urge to call her to check if she has eaten or if she was well. He wanted to get to know her more—what she likes, what makes her happy, what makes her smile. He wanted to protect her and keep her safe. There was a loud thudding in his chest when she comes near him. Butterflies—the size of flying dinosaurs, soared inside his stomach when she smiles at him.

“Khun? Are you in love with Victoria?”, Sherleen asked that question again.
Sherleen’s voice echoed inside his head.

Khun smiled, his cheeks burned and his ears turned red, “I don’t know if it’s love yet”, he answered honestly, “But it’s something like that…”

Sherleen smiled—gloating. It was like a dream come true—her most beloved brother is in love or something like that with her idol.


Testing! Am I back on? Are the widgets/apps/chat box/music/whathaveyous working fine? If not, please contact my brother..

I was being a know-it-all and pretended I was blog-savvy. I tried fixing and rearranging some stuff in this blog, but I ended up messing it all up.

It’s quite embarrassing really, trying to call on my brother to fix my blog aka my secret life(yes, no one in the family knows that I keep a blog and a write fics).

So just in case there are still an interested few out there, the blog is back on. I did not try to block people as some of you might be thinking.

On a happier note (really, I'm just trying to switch topics because I was sooo embarrassed.. I am an epic failure...)

I know people have been talking about DBSK’s come back as a duo, and I know I’m late in posting this, and if you guys know me at all, you’ll know I am pretty much addicted to Yunho, so here it is.. Their latest song. I am mighty proud of these two. I mean 3/5 of the group left, but they were still able to stand up and make a comeback.

So Changmin and Yeobo—I mean Yunho, KEEP YOUR CHIN UP!!

credits to sment @ youtube

I am mighty proud of these two!

credits to NLmsNL @ youtube