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This Much is True Outtakes
Apr. 10th, 2023 12:12 amhi, anyone who read my january writing log knew this might be coming...
so i have a doc titled "rejects...unless..." to which i add parts of fics that get rewritten, might be useful later on in the fic but are taking up space/are confusing, or just don't quite work. i started working on This Much is True in may 2022 and finished it up in january 2023. honestly, i have older wips that i'm still working on that have less words relegated to the rejects doc than TMIT, so i actually think it might be more of an indication of how focused i am or if i'm writing a lot or in crazy bursts or if i even remember that rejects exists. the process of writing every fic is so different for me, aside from the fact that 95% of the time i don't know how the fic will end before i'm on the verge of ending it.
[WHERE: somewhere vaguely in the beginning, probably around the tearful phonecall]
Over the years, the one thing that has made itself clear is that Serim has no boundaries and little forethought.
(If he had boundaries, maybe Hyeongjun wouldn’t have fallen in love with him. If he had more forethought, maybe, just maybe, he would’ve noticed that Hyeongjun is in love with him and saved Hyeongjun from the minefield that is trying to date other people.)
And for this, he’s unforgivable. But Hyeongjun will always try to forget, because that’s what best friends do.
[WHERE: karaoke bar, coworkers meeting HJ]
“How old are you?”
“I’m 21. And you?”
“24. My god, you look too young to be in this bar. You’re going to age so well, it’s mad.”
Joseph fusses over him so much that Serim is beating back the jealousy demons—
On second thought… “Can you not try to steal my boyfriend?”
[WHERE: karaoke bar, pre-Haruna karaoke time]
No matter how much of a hardass Charlie Daye could be, he fully understood the importance of letting loose. Ulfmoor worked hard and played hard; and if someone had decided to come out to celebrate and was holding back, he noticed.
The only person without a smile on their face in this bar is Haruna. He was glad that he got to meet Hyeongjun, but after they spoke for a bit his lips settled back into a line.
A lot of pressure had been put on him as a goalie playing against Overbury Green, and unfortunately he crumbled under it. Serim understood him; he, too,
[WHERE: confession scene, serim spilling his True thoughts]
“Y’know, I just figured…you’re warm and show care, affection, and aegyo to anyone you kinda tolerate - and you have a lot of choices in people, anyway, since you enchant every person who sees you.”
“I don’t? Stop exaggerating.”
“Taeyoung is infatuated, Haruna is rethinking heterosexuality, and Joseph is straight up going to steal you from me.”
“Oh…okay, my bad.”
[WHERE: confession scene, serim's memory // aka the day serim ran into a pole full version]
There had been half an hour for Serim to get to the soccer club but he hadn’t even gotten on the bus yet. He was usually fine with time management between school and practice - and by fine it was more like barely scraping by - but his Korean professor had let the class go into overtime. He ran out the front of the university and headed straight for the bus stop. As he dodged the pedestrian traffic with the bus stop in sight, a distinct voice called out from the sea of students and staff.
“Oh, hyung! Hi there!”
Serim’s first mistake was letting the voice disarm him for more than a moment. His second mistake was turning to look. His third mistake was not stopping his feet from moving.
His teammates had laughed at the bruise blooming on his face and the aches elsewhere did him no favors with intense physical activity. But if there was a bright side to that situation, it was sharing a bus ride with Hyeongjun for the first time.
[WHERE: post-confession scene, the sliver of makeout session i was gonna slip in got cut out completely!]
“Park Serim, do not finger me in public!”
“It was an accident, I swear! Your ass, it just - it was, like, sucking me in, why is it so big, I get lost. It seems like your legs should be good at kicking balls since your ass and thighs are so well developed, you know…”
“I could kick your balls just fine if I needed to.”
//
“Call a cab. Let’s do this in the comfort of your home.”
so i have a doc titled "rejects...unless..." to which i add parts of fics that get rewritten, might be useful later on in the fic but are taking up space/are confusing, or just don't quite work. i started working on This Much is True in may 2022 and finished it up in january 2023. honestly, i have older wips that i'm still working on that have less words relegated to the rejects doc than TMIT, so i actually think it might be more of an indication of how focused i am or if i'm writing a lot or in crazy bursts or if i even remember that rejects exists. the process of writing every fic is so different for me, aside from the fact that 95% of the time i don't know how the fic will end before i'm on the verge of ending it.
anyways. here are a few things i cut out that i thought were somewhat interesting enough to share. rules: 1) you can laugh 2) i cut it bc i cut it case closed 3) optional: let me know if you learned something or wanna see more outtakes.
Over the years, the one thing that has made itself clear is that Serim has no boundaries and little forethought.
(If he had boundaries, maybe Hyeongjun wouldn’t have fallen in love with him. If he had more forethought, maybe, just maybe, he would’ve noticed that Hyeongjun is in love with him and saved Hyeongjun from the minefield that is trying to date other people.)
And for this, he’s unforgivable. But Hyeongjun will always try to forget, because that’s what best friends do.
-
“How old are you?”
“I’m 21. And you?”
“24. My god, you look too young to be in this bar. You’re going to age so well, it’s mad.”
Joseph fusses over him so much that Serim is beating back the jealousy demons—
On second thought… “Can you not try to steal my boyfriend?”
-
No matter how much of a hardass Charlie Daye could be, he fully understood the importance of letting loose. Ulfmoor worked hard and played hard; and if someone had decided to come out to celebrate and was holding back, he noticed.
The only person without a smile on their face in this bar is Haruna. He was glad that he got to meet Hyeongjun, but after they spoke for a bit his lips settled back into a line.
A lot of pressure had been put on him as a goalie playing against Overbury Green, and unfortunately he crumbled under it. Serim understood him; he, too,
-
“Y’know, I just figured…you’re warm and show care, affection, and aegyo to anyone you kinda tolerate - and you have a lot of choices in people, anyway, since you enchant every person who sees you.”
“I don’t? Stop exaggerating.”
“Taeyoung is infatuated, Haruna is rethinking heterosexuality, and Joseph is straight up going to steal you from me.”
“Oh…okay, my bad.”
-
There had been half an hour for Serim to get to the soccer club but he hadn’t even gotten on the bus yet. He was usually fine with time management between school and practice - and by fine it was more like barely scraping by - but his Korean professor had let the class go into overtime. He ran out the front of the university and headed straight for the bus stop. As he dodged the pedestrian traffic with the bus stop in sight, a distinct voice called out from the sea of students and staff.
“Oh, hyung! Hi there!”
Serim’s first mistake was letting the voice disarm him for more than a moment. His second mistake was turning to look. His third mistake was not stopping his feet from moving.
His teammates had laughed at the bruise blooming on his face and the aches elsewhere did him no favors with intense physical activity. But if there was a bright side to that situation, it was sharing a bus ride with Hyeongjun for the first time.
-
“Park Serim, do not finger me in public!”
“It was an accident, I swear! Your ass, it just - it was, like, sucking me in, why is it so big, I get lost. It seems like your legs should be good at kicking balls since your ass and thighs are so well developed, you know…”
“I could kick your balls just fine if I needed to.”
//
“Call a cab. Let’s do this in the comfort of your home.”
