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“Please Nam-gyu, just this one!” Gyeongsu nags him as he’s highlighting notes in his notebook.
“Yeah, c’mon man. You’re always cooped up in your room, why not have some fun?” Se-mi agrees as she picks her head back up.
Nam-gyu’s never been one for party's. He’s only been to one, and he didn’t even last for 10 minutes before high tailing it out of there, so does it really count?
“Look, we’ll stop asking you to do our homework if you go.” Min-su says quietly, his eyes flickering around to everyone else as they slowly nod.
“Fine.” Nam-gyu finally mumbles as he aggressively highlights an equation as everybody cheers.
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This is just an out of character high school AU that I’ve been gagging to find so I wrote it.
DISCLAIMER!!!!
Thangyu are NOT junkies in this. The closest thing to that will be aggressive alcohol drinking and an odd joint. I don’t want that type of story line so if you’re not all for that then you can leave. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE read the tags cuz there might be a couple triggering things in this fic(?) we’ll see. -
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In which after Shannon Diaz leaves Texas to look after her mom, she never has any contact with Eddie or Chris and see's nothing wrong with it .However, when her mom passes away her family starts to question her on where Eddie and Chris are at the funeral. Too ashamed to tell them what she did she tracks them down in order to try squeeze back into their lives and be able to face her relatives again.
The biggest thing standing in her way however, is Evan Buckley, who she quickly realizes is everything she wants to be with Eddie and Chris. She starts to see this as a competition with him and forgets the reason she came back to start with.
It is obvious to everyone but her that this is a game she will never win.
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"You know him?" Thanos asks as he tries to think of his own lyrics to go with the track that's still playing. "He produce for real, or is this a favor type thing?" Doesn't matter either way. Thanos has got a damn gift when it comes to getting people to do shit for him.
"That's the thing," Semi groans with a downright strange amount of frustration. "The guy's name is Namgyu, I'm pretty sure, and he's a composer. Like, the classical stuff at the beginning, that was his."
Thanos nods, even though he doesn't really get why she's saying this shit like she's reading him a prison sentence ending in the electric chair. "Soo...?" He asks slowly. "If he made that, he can definitely do the producing shit, too. It's just a different genre." It's true. As long as he's got an ear for what's good, and knows how to work the fancy ass machines, then Thanos should be solid.
"Well, the issue is that he would never do it," she shrugs.
"He'd do it for me," Thanos waves off. It's not even cocky or some shit. All he's got to do is hook the guy up with girls or drugs or an oil change, and he should be fine. "Why wouldn't he?"
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How Thanos and Namgyu make an album together and maybe fall in love.