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writetomyheart2016-06-03 11:49 pm
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[TEAM ONE] Team Bonding Trip III
It is...tiny. ^^" And out-of-chronological-order fic is confirmed.
Also I need a Yoojung icon.
“—live their days in happiness. The end,” Doyeon finishes. It was supposed to be a quick bedtime story—even teenagers are allowed them sometimes—but it actually became a mammoth fairytale. She’s slightly exhausted from coming up with something new. Internally, she hopes Chaeyeon and Yoojung don’t ask for another one tomorrow night—it’s their turn, she thinks. Though she’s pretty sure Yoojung’s story will just be of her and Jinyoung-sunbaenim…
Yoojung sighs loudly. As if to prove Doyeon right, she says wistfully, “I wish that Jinyoung-sunbaenim and I could have something like that! He barely knows I exist! But wouldn’t it be lovely?”
Chaeyeon laughs. “He knows you exist!”
Yoojung squeals at the memory. Doyeon laughs.
“Anyway, that was a nice story, Doyeon. Thank you!” Chaeyeon continues.
“Yes! Thank you!” Yoojung agrees. “You’re so good to us, Doyeonnie.”
Doyeon rolls her eyes, glad that it’s dark and they can’t see her. “It’s no problem. But you owe me a story now!”
“I could give you a story about me and Jinyoung-sunbaenim?” Yoojung offers.
“No, thank you,” Doyeon says, “because I know that story very well now. Chaeyeon-unnie?”
“I know lots of scary stories to tell around a camp fire,” Chaeyeon says cheerfully. “Let’s do that on our last night here!”
Doyeon twitches and Yoojung squeals—a different squeal this time; one of horror. “Please don’t!”
“Come on, it’ll be fun,” Chaeyeon says. “Like the story about the hand—”
Doyeon thinks Yoojung’s scream is probably loud enough to wake up the whole forest.
I want you to pick me up~![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
softboys!
Also I need a Yoojung icon.
“—live their days in happiness. The end,” Doyeon finishes. It was supposed to be a quick bedtime story—even teenagers are allowed them sometimes—but it actually became a mammoth fairytale. She’s slightly exhausted from coming up with something new. Internally, she hopes Chaeyeon and Yoojung don’t ask for another one tomorrow night—it’s their turn, she thinks. Though she’s pretty sure Yoojung’s story will just be of her and Jinyoung-sunbaenim…
Yoojung sighs loudly. As if to prove Doyeon right, she says wistfully, “I wish that Jinyoung-sunbaenim and I could have something like that! He barely knows I exist! But wouldn’t it be lovely?”
Chaeyeon laughs. “He knows you exist!”
Yoojung squeals at the memory. Doyeon laughs.
“Anyway, that was a nice story, Doyeon. Thank you!” Chaeyeon continues.
“Yes! Thank you!” Yoojung agrees. “You’re so good to us, Doyeonnie.”
Doyeon rolls her eyes, glad that it’s dark and they can’t see her. “It’s no problem. But you owe me a story now!”
“I could give you a story about me and Jinyoung-sunbaenim?” Yoojung offers.
“No, thank you,” Doyeon says, “because I know that story very well now. Chaeyeon-unnie?”
“I know lots of scary stories to tell around a camp fire,” Chaeyeon says cheerfully. “Let’s do that on our last night here!”
Doyeon twitches and Yoojung squeals—a different squeal this time; one of horror. “Please don’t!”
“Come on, it’ll be fun,” Chaeyeon says. “Like the story about the hand—”
Doyeon thinks Yoojung’s scream is probably loud enough to wake up the whole forest.
I want you to pick me up~
softboys!
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