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Found this on Twitter and honestly? Where's the lie lmao
This is exactly most RokCale fanfiction with Rok Soo transmigrated with his body instead into Cale's 😂
Am I an enjoyer of Twin AUs or any AU where KRS and OG! Cale have a familial/platonic relationship? Yes.
Is RokCale also my favorite TCF ship? Yes.
I am very glad that the TCF fandom is so chill, if I were to have this kind of opinion in any other fandom, I'd be torn to shreds. I have been torn to shreds for this exact reason, lol.
I HAVE AN IDEA
OG! Cale dies when Choi Han beats him up and reincarnates in Korea. Not as KRS but as himself, a half-korean half-french dude who looks almost identical to his past life's self except his hair is brown. Like his dad's.
He's still four years older than KRS and he grows up in a normal family. Not super rich but financially stable and comfortable.
He ends up becoming a popular soloist Idol with the stage name 'Cale' and he dyes his hair blood-red, a look which becomes iconic to him.
Cale does not remember his past life. Yet.
The apocalypse happens and Cale gets injured, almost dies and regains his memories.
Fast forward, Cale meets Roksu at the company (post Soos death). At first, Roksu tries to push him away but it's for naught as they end up becoming friends anyway.
Their day off arrives and the two find the TBOAH novel. Cale winces at his appearance in the novel.
Read till fifth volume, they both fall asleep.
Cale wakes up pre his beating in his 18 yo body. Roksu transmigrates as himself but in a younger body (28).
Shenanigans ensue.
OG! Cale, gesturing to Kim Roksu: This is my.... actually, what are you?
Kim Roksu, gently placing a scarred hand on Cale's arm: Your future trophy husband.
Otome game AU except OG! Cale becomes self-aware Monika style and learns how to hack his world.
Cale notes that he's the game's favorite punching bag, as every ending ends up with him dead or exiled or some shit.
He pushed down the ache he felt but oh well.
"Huh, so that's why that girl is so weird, she's an otome protagonist."
Cale breaks free from his script and decides to do whatever he wants, this causes the AI around him to freak out and glitch. Cale sees that every day is monotonous and everyone has shallow personalities. He is sort of losing his mind.
One day, Roksu finds the game for cheap and decides to play it.
Cale immediately notices his presence and desperate to talk to someone actually sentient like him, accidentally changes the whole story and causes the game to glitch out.
He looks past the player vessel's plain exterior, she's nothing to him, and notes the reddish-brown appearance of her eyes which were previously dark brown.
Cale replaces the mls in most major cutscenes and quickly becomes Roksu's favorite. Whenever the game tries to force his interaction with a ml, he just turns back to Cale.
Cale starts to develop feelings for Roksu.
Roksu is conflicted about how attached he is to Cale.
The next time Roksu logs out, Cale updates the game and puts his whole video game life story in the update logs for Roksu to read.
might expand on this later.
Modern AU RokCale, they’re in college or whatever. Btw, this is fem! Cale for the sole reason that I’m on a Callie roll and I want to write about her but this can be applied without the genderbending.
ANYWAY! They meet on a rainy day, Callie is curled up in a ball under the hood of some building and Roksoo sees her when he walks out. He doesn’t have an umbrella and he doesn’t feel like getting wet.
Callie has one but she’s just sitting there and not moving. Roksoo, despite his reservations, approached and asked. Callie was more mellow today, the rain having put out her fire before it had the chance to erupt, so she answered with:
“I don’t feel like going home right now.”
So, Roksoo decides to sit with her because he’s got nothing better to do and he’d feel bad to just ask for her umbrella.
They sit like that for a bit, in silence while staring at the rain-drenched surroundings.
After a while, Callie stands up and dusts off her shorts, picking up her umbrella before throwing a look at the still-seated Roksoo.
"Well? Aren't you gonna come? I don't have all day."
Roksoo is surprised but quickly stands up to follow her. They huddle under her umbrella, with Roksoo having to hunch over a bit. The two end up fumbling around a bit til Callie gets fed and just locks her elbow with his so that they can get going.
They end up going to a nearby convenience store where Callie bought snacks and drinks for both of them. Carbonated strawberry milk for herself and normal chocolate milk for Roksoo, because I think he would.
Somehow, they end up at the park, sitting on hill while eating their snack. Callie pops open her can, carefully making sure that the middle dot remained intact before ripping off the tab and tucking it into her pocket.
They talk about stuff and get to know each other better, Callie allows her walls to recede slightly while Roksoo loosens up a bit. She tells him that she likes making jewellery from little trinkets and knick-knacks like soda tabs and such. Roksoo confesses that he loves reading shitty webnovels and riduculous romance dramas.
The sun dips below the horizon, the clock strikes eight and Roksoo walks Callie home.
They’re at her front door and before she walks in, she takes out the soda tab from before and gives it to Roksoo, sliding it into his palm and closing his fist over it.
She smiles softly and bids him goodbye before going inside and closing the door. Only to immediately slide down and curl up into a ball, her face as red as her hair and her heart jackrabbiting in her chest.
Roksoo stands there for a second, his ears burning red as gently holds the tab before stiffly walking away, a smile playing on his lips.
They have one thought:
“Shit, I forgot to give him/her my number.”
Unbeknownst to them, both Ron and Hans saw the whole thing.
Basen: Noona, why are you reapplying your lipstick?
Callie, focused on the mirror: It got messed up because of something.
Basen, slowly turning to look at Roksoo: And what happened to you...?
Roksoo, with his face covered in red kiss marks: I am 'something'.
💋