fairytale boy

♙ oh junhwan eighteen. third year. dongnam's basketball star. the world needs people like you out there, fairytale boy.

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“I bet you a lifetime supply of cold noodles that I could pose as a student at Dongnam.”

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“ WHAT –– ? ISN’T THAT against so many laws? ” junhwan can’t help but frown at her offer ... but the crestfallen expression doesn’t last long on the dongnam student’s face because he’s suddenly amused by the idea of a bet as the corner of his lips soon quirk up into a grin that’s almost sparking with humor.

( and plus, a lifetime supply of cold noodles does sound nice. )

he thinks for a moment with a quirk of his brow and clucks his tongue expected because he’s never the one who tends to break social norms, people chose their respective schools for a reason and junhwan heavily believed in that ideology but haneun makes it sounds so ... fun. he can’t exactly pass up on that kind of social going with a friend –– but then again, junhwan was pretty sure it was breaking many, many rules.

junhwan sighs. this is going to end badly.

“ fine but –– ” junhwan agrees to the bet and while already shouldering off his dongnam blazer in slight reluctance, there’s a small smile on his face that depicts his entertainment. “ if we get caught, i’m going to cry like ... a lot. you know i don’t do well with being in trouble, haneun-ah! just ... cold noodles are on the line! ”

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Do you still cry at the end of Toy Story 3?

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“ –– maybe. ”

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Would you kiss me for a million dollars? 😘

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“ you –– you can keep the money. i’m actually really happy, right now and it’s just … my father makes enough money as it is with his animation job and with the government supporting us ever since my mom left and –– and i just feel like you need the money more than me! sorry, i’m just … very happy with the way things are but uh, thanks for the offer, i guess? ”

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favorite sports other than basketball?

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“ –– i’ve actually been thinking about doing cross country for a while now! i’m actually a big fan of running so i always thought doing cross country might be nice, you know? i’ve thought about swimming too because i feel like it’d be a nice sport to do over the summer when it gets too hot and stuff? i guess you’ll just have to see. as for sports i like to watch, my dad and i watch baseball sometimes because he likes those really long innings ... i mean they’re alright. it’s nice as fun watching the sport than playing it, i guess. i just ... really like playing sports. ”

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What are three things that are sure to get you in a depressive mood?

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“ –– i like to play basketball when i’m depressed because it’s always been sort of my thing when i’m sad? i mean i don’t really like feeling sad but i found myself playing basketball a lot when my father and mother were going through their divorce which is how i found out how much i was really good at basketball, you know? it’s always been something that’s stable for me like i know it’s not going to ever leave me. my passion for basketball, i mean. so yeah, basketball is definitely one thing that always makes me happy. making other people happy makes me happy too which ... isn’t really a secret but it really means a lot to me. and also eating samgak-gimbap! doesn’t everyone feel so much happier eating samgak-gimbap? ”

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“It seems a little dangerous to be snooping around a different school like this.”

“Don’t wake me up! I don’t care that I’m sleeping in the cafeteria— I have a test next hour.”

“I hear that another event is coming up.”

“I’m your club president, and I say we put some of the funds toward _____.”

“I wonder if I can convince everyone again that SNSD is gonna perform here.”

“That school’s uniform is so unflattering.”

“Wow. I didn’t see that coming.”

“Summer vacation … it’s so close I can taste it.”

“I’m confused by this lesson; maybe you can give me extra help?”

“Do you plan on joining that club?”

“_____ is the most ridiculously untalented school I’ve heard of.”

“_____ makes me speechless at how attractive that school’s students are.”

“Being in _____ is like being in an alternate universe.”

“I bet you a lifetime supply of cold noodles that I could pose as a student at _____.”

“I was in class and tried to flirt by asking the kid next to me what school they go to. I’m officially changing my name and transferring to _____.”

“I’m wide awake today; I’m going to take advantage of this energy-high.”

“You realize what time it is, right?”

“Kurin kind of reminds me of being in a playground at night.”

“Taechon kind of reminds me of being in a playground in the middle of the day, when one kid falls off the swing and scrapes his arm and somewhere else there’s another kid on the roof of the playset. That’s just me.”

“Please, please pretend to be in a relationship with me just to get this kid off my back.”

“Anything you can do, I can do better.”

“Rumor has it they dragged a body out of Chunghwa’s swimming pool.”

“…you realize the swimming pool was just a Dongnam prank, right?”

“Quit studying and come with me to get some patbingsu.”

“With so many finals and test, I just hope everyone takes care of themselves.”

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ADMIN HYOJIN HERE ♡ 

here’s a tiny mini event/meme for all of you! to just get your muse flowing, though not to disrupt your plotting. but it’s HONESTY HOUR TIME !!! reblog this post if you’d like some anonymous questions in your askbox! just remember your muse has to answer as honestly as they can! this event lasts all week and make sure you send as many asks as you can to others so no one is left out! 

have fun all ! 

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acseokbeom.

“…what are you doing here?” seokbeom didn’t mean to sound so cold. it’s just another thing to feel bad about, he supposes. “junhwan, you shouldn’t… you didn’t have to come here.” 

      °☆.。.:* — WHEN JUNHWAN FIRST hears about it, it’s an understatement to say that he was a little hurt. he thinks to himself that maybe it was a mistake, that seokbeom would invite him eventually, right? so junhwan waited and waited, and waited.

but after the second, third, fourth time hearing about the same birthday party hosted by a certain taechon student –– junhwan realizes it was never a mistake. he just wasn’t wanted.

it takes a while to get over the initial shock of it all because it shouldn’t hurt as much as it did, the fact that seokbeom didn’t want him at his party or the fact that seokbeom hadn’t even came up to him once to explain why. that’s why it takes junhwan at least an hour after the actual party started for him to build up the courage to show up, unannounced, with a present in tow as he takes those feeble steps up towards a familiar doorway and knock.

he doesn’t expect much ( he’s learned to stop hoping that things will be okay when seokbeom is seemingly hates him now ) so he’s not necessarily surprised when the front door opens to reveal an awkward and rather harsh birthday boy.

“ happy birthday, seokbeom-ah, ” junhwan murmurs anyway, the smile on his lips straining to stay still because the other’s words hurt, they really did, but it’s seokbeom’s birthday and junhwan was going to give him his gift rather he liked it or not. “ i just ... stopped by to give you your birthday gift. i –– uh, here. ”

then he hastily shoved the awkwardly wrapped gift towards the other boy. junhwan was no gift wrapper, anyone could tell by the amount of tape that was piled over the ugly gift wrapping but it was his mother’s and junhwan always thought the gift spoke louder than it’s wrapping. it’s a notebook, something rather small and had that certain design where it actually looks more older than it was but –– the minute junhwan had spotted that notebook in a window that belonged to one of those really expensive stationery shops around the corner of his house, junhwan knew that he had to get it for seokbeom.

“ it’s ... um, a notebook. for, you know, when you write songs? i know you never liked those flashy, bright notebooks so i thought you’d like this for when you go big, one day. ”

[acjunhwan-blog]

*  — just you and me alone;

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acnohmin.

         “i don’t think they meant to hurt you,” he then calmly says. the thumb on the hand holding his beloved’s is gently gracing the back of his hand, as if to comfort him again. “but don’t worry,” he continues, his lips edging closer to junhwan’s. “i’m here now, and you remember who i am, don’t you?”

         the pause isn’t for junhwan to answer, but for him to remember, as nohmin likes to tell him all the time. so, just before he leans in for a kiss, he smiles and mumbles, “i’m your knight in shining armor.

     °☆.。.:* — JUNHWAN FEELS LIKE he’s falling. it’s not particularly a bad feeling but junhwan is suddenly surrounded by such affection and love, it’s comforting to say the least. whether it’s the soft tone that floats soundly in his ears or the fact that nohmin has done all this –– a place to stay, making soup, change of clothes, wrapping him in a blanket, being so attentive to his feelings, all junhwan wants to do it hold onto the elder and never let go. and so, that’s exactly what he does. 

( he falls but he doesn’t let go. )

the dongnam student shifts his body until he’s facing nohmin directly, a soft yet earnest smile making it’s way onto the younger’s lip as he lifts a hand to rest comfortably onto the other’s neck. his eyes sting at the sudden dryness of tears that had quickly disappeared and he could feel his own face burning up in almost embarrassment that the other had to see him like this; and he especially notices how tired the other looks and yet, has junhwan’s undivided attention. it’s genuine affection that makes junhwan’s heart beat a little faster before he leans forward to brush his lips against the elder’s before pulling back.

“ thank you. for letting me stay, ” junhwan murmurs quietly, thumb brushing softly against the skin that makes contact with his nimble digit –– blinking once, twice before lips twist into a smaller grin. “ thank you for listening. ”

all junhwan wanted was for his parents to live that happily ever after that he’d always dreamed of. that doesn’t necessarily mean he couldn’t get that same happily ever after, as well.

a laugh escapes the younger’s lips before he could stop himself, ducking his head lower in attempt to hide that blush that soon blooms across his cheeks, but his smile never flattering at the sound of those words. it’s something that he’s been waiting to hear for years –– attempt after attempt, and it seems like junhwan has finally found his knight in shining armor.

“ but my knight looks very tired, ” he replies back after another soft swipe from lips between lips, unable to wipe that languish smile off of his face, a good contrast to the frown that had stained his mouth the minute that he had entered the other’s house. “ can we ... go to your bed? ”

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*  — just you and me alone;

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acnohmin.

         again, he runs his hand through his hair and sends him that same smile, but it doesn’t disappear this time. “you’re always welcome here, you know that. i thought i made that very clear,” he joked, his head tilting to the side now. gently, he runs his hand from his hair down the boy’s jaw, his thumb brushing against his cheek as he continues with a, “and i don’t know who or what upset you but you’re with me now. just tell me whatever you want, whatever you need, and i’ll give it to you. i’m all yours.”

     °☆.。.:* — JUNHWAN FEELS WARM. it’s not a physical aspect because he’s still freezing cold if the small shivers and desperation that clings onto junhwan’s fingers on nohmin’s shirt is anything to go by, but his cheeks start to heat up at the thought of the other actually ... caring. junhwan is no stranger to giving because that’s just who he was; he’s someone who gives and gives, and gives, until there’s sunshine that peaks through and he knows that everything is going to be alright.

right now, the feeling is no different.

he sniffles and nods, desperately trying to blink away the tears that threaten to leak out once again because the smile on nohmin’s face says it all, that he’s there and willing to listen –– or not listen, whatever junhwan feels whenever he actually has the courage to speak without becoming the same sobbing mess that led him to the elder’s house. but there’s trust and softness that’s shines in junhwan’s eyes the second he’s led onto the couch, the familiar and comforting cushions that junhwan has grown to love, all while never straying far from nohmin’s side while a blanket is wrapped around the both of them.

whatever regret that junhwan had felt when he arrived at his teacher’s door that night had soon disappeared once he had felt nohmin’s arm wrap around him soundly.

he turns and snuggles closer into the warmth, fingers clinging onto the fabric of the elder’s shirt, all while nodding quietly at the words that were spilt into his ear. he blinks for a moment before smiling, barely but his lips find humor in the other’s words and actions, because nohmin’s all his and he doesn’t think the elder is just talking about that night.

“ i just –– ” junhwan tries once more, raising a palm to try to wipe the remainder of his tears before reaching down to link his fingers with the other, giving him a firm squeeze with hesitation. “ i ... couldn’t stay home tonight. my mom –– my mom and my dad were fighting, and i didn’t know what to do so i left and i just thought being with you would make everything better because you don’t make me sad like their –– their fights, and i just ... ”

he spots the cup of soup that’s laying merely a foot away on the living room table that sits idly across of them and let’s out a breath that resembles a chuckle because of course, nohmin would make him a cup of soup despite everything. he turns and presses his lips underneath the other’s jaw briefly before pulling back.

“ is it okay –– ? if i ... stay over the night? ”

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*  — just you and me alone;

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acnohmin.

        and then nohmin waits. he walks to couch and sets the blanket down, planning on giving it to junhwan when he finally gets into something dry. he doesn’t know that the boy brought his own clothes. he doesn’t even know why he is here in the first place, but nohmin doesn’t care about that he showed up on his doorstep late at night. the way he looked, he needed someone, and nohmin was going to give him his heart tonight.

         “i’ll make you something warm, too,” he then says, but this time, he sends junhwan a smile so he knows that nohmin isn’t uspet at him for anything. “now go change, you’ll get my floor all dirty if you just stand there, junhwan.”

     °☆.。.:* — MAYBE THIS WAS a mistake. he realizes the fact after his knuckles makes contact with the front door for the third time because ... despite having been together for a handful amount of months, nohmin isn’t exactly required to put up with junhwan’s childish worries and troublesome antics. he would probably think junhwan is tiresome, showing up at the elder’s doorstep announced, unwanted, all because of some silly dispute between parents. junhwan doesn’t have to react between wanting to leave and the heavy tears because suddenly, the door is opening to reveal the man who makes his chest ache at the sight because –– god, how did he get so lucky?

it doesn’t necessarily hit him that he’s soaking wet with a bag filled with clothing sticking awkwardly onto his back and sniffling away tears after tears until he’s pulled into the household and left by the door like a drowned puppy, unable to anything but follow.

pitiful. how fitting. junhwan does his best to wipe away the rain that’s dampening his hair and the tears that’s clinging desperately onto his lashes and nods, taking the shirt silently and trudging towards the bathroom. he dumps his backpack into the bathtub as well, not wanting the elder’s floors to in even worse condition because of him and quickly changes into the given shirt even if he’s finding it a little difficult to breathe at the time.

he’s terribly cold the minute that he leaves the elder’s bathroom as bare feet pad softly across the way until he’s back in the living room with nohmin, fingers clung desperately onto the hem of his shirt while eyes flicker between the floor and the elder. 

“ hyung, i –– ” junhwan’s throat croaks at the attempt to speak before stepping forward, fingers finally, finally reaching over to grasp onto the elder’s shirt and pulling until nohmin’s tightly pressed against his own lithe frame and buries his face in the crook of the other’s neck in attempt to hide his tears. “ i’m sorry for ... for coming here. i’m sorry, i just –– i just ... need you. ”

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jaehyunac.

as the kurin boy pulled into the dongnam school’s parking lot, a figure would catch his attention, causing for him to squint into the dimly lit area. or TWO figures, rather, since it was easier to see once he drove a little closer, but then…. in that moment, jaehyun would turn on his headlights due to the fast setting sun and found himself reeling back in his seat, as a soft curse left his mouth. 

it was the professor —- the one he had poorly impressed and….and junhwan? 

    °☆.。.:* — IF SOMEONE WERE to ask how junhwan would spend his friday nights, he wouldn’t particularly lie his way out of the situation because lying just isn’t someone that he is, ironically enough, since he’s a good guy –– captain of the dongnam’s renowned basketball team, gym enthusiast, someone who’s got a passion for setting a respectable example to his team members and peers. so yeah, junhwan’s a good guy and would never lie about his friday nights.

( but it’s not like he would exactly tell the honest truth, either. )

his friday nights were just a bit ... different than how they used to be because now, he has a new constant in his life. junhwan still dedicates most of his time practicing because it’s his last year at dongnam and scouts were soon going to fill the stands as well as avid fans and classmates so he’s got to work, work, work. it also helps that his coach is also his number one fan, his teacher, and his boyfriend all in one so junhwan’s definitely got his hands full for the rest of the year.

but the dongnam student so caught up in his constant worries about talent scouts and his new relationship that he doesn’t even think that in a million years, it’s jaehyun that would catch him in the lie.

he remembers briefly about a call from the other boy about some bribing for snacks and a late night run to the connivence store around the corner since both of their schedules matched up and it was only fair, but it doesn’t necessarily hit him until he’s standing with nohmin in dongnam’s parking lot with fingers laced tightly around the elder’s sleeve and a bid farewell on the tip of his tongue when he actually sees jaehyun’s car in the corner of his eyes ––

and he’s suddenly putting much more distance between nohmin and himself than necessary, reeling back with an innocent blink of his pupils and lips parted in somewhat of a surprised. he bows hurriedly in farewell to the other before rushing away –– away from the lie until he’s standing outside of jaehyun’s passenger door with a downward cast as if a child had been caught doing something unthinkable.

“ jaehyunnie, i –– uh, you’re ... early. ”

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*  — just you and me alone;

@acnohmin

     °☆.。.:* — IT TAKES A moment to realize that it’s raindrops that’s spilling onto his cheeks and not tears this time around. it’s ironic how it starts pouring the second that he arrives onto the elder’s doorsteps; junhwan’s never thought that the weather has ever matched his mood more perfectly in his life. 

he only remembers snippets of it, hiding in his room for the remainder of the night until it became too unbearable to listen to any further; he remembers letting his mother into his house, the crestfallen expression that was held between her lips before she had asked to see his father in private. it’s been two years since the divorce has been finalized but junhwan, somewhere deep, deep in his heart, had always hoped that there was still room to rekindle that love and live happily ever after. 

( junhwan was a fool to ever think that. )

it hadn’t even been ten minutes until the fighting had started from inside his father’s study, the screams being too loud and too aggressive for the teen to ignore. he tried holding his breath, counting –– one, two, three before the chest ache became to unmanageable. he knew that this wasn’t his fight to begin with, hastily packing a bag full of clothes with aching pupils and shaking fists. he knew that he needed to go somewhere, anywhere, if he wanted to keep his sanity for that night.

and somehow, in the midst of all the tears and frustration, junhwan found himself on the doorstep of someone that he trusted the most.

he’s hesitant to let his fists rasp roughly against the wooden frame but he knows that the elder is home, the living room light can be seen from the bus stop despite the darkness that surrounds the area, so he knocks –– one, two, three before trying his best to muffle his angry sniffles that threaten to leak while using a sleeve to wipe his damp eyes hastily. 

“ nohmin-ah, ” junhwan’s voice is shaky and small, his throat scratches from the inside out. “ –– it’s me, junhwan. can you ... open up, please? ”

[acjunhwan-blog]

hey-o, whaddup ? it’s steph, back at it again w my mascot ironman!joohyuk and i’m v excited for the re-opening of my fav community, academia ! i didn’t exactly change much of my bby, junhwan here –– so he’s still your Soft™ and awkwardly tall dongnam basketball cap but i did drop most of my plots and threads unless we talked so lmk if any of you bubs want to plot w this dummy ! you can check out his intro post right here or like this and i’ll come swoop into your ims and bother you for threads ! i love nd miss u all nd can’t wait to get back into things !!

[kdramabc]

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acaeri.

“clover leaves” ft. @acjunhwan

                                                              ❝ you and i ( livin’ it up )                                                                   here ( just livin’ it up )                                                                       keep on coming ❞

as conjectured, aeri was in good terms with almost every other inhabitants around. well, for the most part since the girl befriended everyone—keeping her social circle range intact, and given that she was associated to the dongnam soccer team; being rather approachable and such had came in the form of suit when she had admired junhwan in such ways. both sharing similarities to one another as he was one of the star players, yet, she only regarded him as a person deemed higher than her. after all, he was her sunbae.

and withal the aspects, it was the same for the latter as well. recalling a flashback whereas the other joked around that he was her lucky charm, so that his presence was indeed an essential when she was performing for the prestigious sports event. 

needless to say, it laid truth in those statements. 

which reflected onto him as well, since she actually took her time to spectate the team’s routines before a match. examining each and every detail to be taken, if there were any errors and such so she could prompt her opinion afterwards.

opting a few steps closer to the taller after it was announced for a break, “you did well, oppa! i think you’re ready for the next match!”

                                                                                       ↻ SONG ON REPEAT: EXO - LUCKY ONE 

     °☆.。.:* — JUNHWAN never quite believed in luck when he was younger.

( but shin aeri was never in his life when that had occurred. )

junhwan was someone who was quite well-rounded, someone who offered nothing but optimism and positive vibes to anyone who had that grasp of a persona, and befriending someone like aeri never became a difficult task. instead, it became somewhat scary over the idea of being someone’s lucky charm because quite frankly, he never even believed in luck himself when he was younger.

luck ... was somewhat of a foreign feeling. his father had always thrived him to never believe in luck because luck was in fairy tales and fairy tales only happened when you worked for them. that’s what junhwan calls his ‘luck’ in basketball, years of hard work and determination that landed him in one of the most athletic schools and the captain of a favorable sport. 

but for some reason, junhwan believed he was her lucky charm.

with sweat dripping drastically off of loose strands that stuck awkwardly from the crown of his head, junhwan let out a huff of laugh between his short intakes for air –– an immediate smile displaying on his lips as his own steps grew to a stop until he was merely a few inches away from the shorter.

“ –– you think so?” junhwan murmurs, tone practically dripping of reservation as his eyes cast downwards, fingers fiddling with his gym towel. “i feel like ... i messed up my footing when i tried to do that pass, don’t you think?”