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But some boys don'tknow how to love.

[holovemin]

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[umbrellahouse-krp-blog]

[ ☂ ]  goodbye.

We’re not sure if anyone’s still going to read this, but I think it’s easy to see that his place isn’t as lively as it used to be. Because of that and growing commitments outside the directory, the admins have decided to officially close this place down. We believe we’ve had a good run, and it was fun while it lasted. 

We thank everyone who’s decided to stay with us up to this point, and we hope this won’t be the last time we’ll encounter each other here in Tumblr RP. We wish you all the best and may you have a great year ahead of you! :)

[sungjooon]

[omyseulgi]

[changedmin]

{ ‘he knocks on the door of room 2A, bouncing lightly on his feet as he waits for it to open. in his hands, he grips a very festive red & green striped bag containing this at the bottom and four boxes of this inside. on his person, he wears a set of antler ears and a bright red nose. the second the door opens, he’s holding out his bag, smiling as wide as can be }

Your Secret Santa has arrived! Merry Christmas~

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@uhxtaehyung

(’ he opens the door, rubbing his eyes from a recent nap when he notices the artist dressed festively ) Hey! Can I try those on? ( ‘ those are the first thing to catch his attention so he reaches over and takes the pair, slipping them on his head ) Do I look as good as you? 

( ‘ he smiles, his attention going to the bag and then the other’s words) Thanks and Nice! Merry Christmas! ( ‘ he leans forward and peaks inside the bag, noticing a familiar box showing through ) Are those Chocopies? We can share them together! 

[changedmin]

{ at the sight of the new sticky note, the mysterious figure's eyes light up, and after reading it, they laugh. quite loudly. hurriedly, they place their second note on the door before making a quick getaway } "okaaaay another hint then! we have spoken before!! and i really like cANDY but pls you don't have to get me anything. the next note is coming soooon"

{ after a long day of classes that he didn’t go to he comes home to another pleasant surprise pasted onto his door. He reads it and can’t help but to smile. He takes a pen from his bag and writes in the blank space under the sticky note } 

If we’ve spoken before hopefully I made a good first impression! Haha candy I got you- wait chocolate candy or fruity candy?

[changedmin]

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           After throwing up whatever last bit she had in her, so hyun made her way to the sink to wash up. “Hold on a second, I’ll be out in a minute.” She called back out to the male. Patting her face dry, she clutched on to her stomach while opening the door. “I think i’ll be fine.” She managed to offer a soft smile. “But i think i won’t be able to finish coffee.” 

[changedmin]

He leans by the door, genuinely worried that she might be sick. When he invited her out it was on a whim, he honestly didn’t know she might have had a rough day, nor did he know her too well in the first place. “Are you sure?” He doesn’t know how to deal in a situation like this, but if she insist, he’ll follow along, “Well, if you say so. Hopefully the coffee wasn’t the cause of it.” As he guides her back to their seat, he turns around and asks, “Have you been feeling bad all day?” 

[changedmin]

Lost Angels

[94cha-blog]

He’s seeing all sorts of colors. Bright, neon colors all merging together in a psychedelic manner, before somehow they burst like fireworks–and suddenly, AOA is right in front of him. They’re angels, honest to goodness angels with wings spread, and white, flowing dresses. Choa and Yuna are singing on the side, and Mina is right there, in the middle, slender fingers strumming at the strings of a harp. Hun can’t help but think that he has somehow died and made his way to heaven.

He sighs, and a silly smile spreads on his face as he watches all eight females look divine. He takes a small step forward, thinking this is it, he’s going with them, when suddenly–

“H-huh?” His eyes crack open, and instead of angels all he sees is the blurry features of a young man. “Who are–?” He’s confused, and one of his hand reach up to rub his eyes awake. “Joohyuk…” Slowly, it begins to dawn on him. Heaven had just been a dream, and the reality is that he’s in a bus on his way home with his new friend.

“Where are we?” He mumbles, straightening up in his seat, and looking past Joohyuk to peer pout at the window. The sights don’t look too familiar, and he frowns when he’s told that they’ve missed their stop. “What time is it? Shit–!” Hun is not someone who curses easily, but he feels bad, and frankly, quite guilty. He’s the one who told Joohyuk he’d wake them up after five minutes, and yet he’d also ended up dozing off. “I’m so sorry–”

[changedmin]

“Hm?” Joohyuk tilts his head, confused by the apology. Honestly, there was a part of him that didn’t expect Hun to wake him up, so he dismisses their current situation as a mistake, “It’s okay! I mean, we have the whole night ahead of us! I’ll go ask the driver were we are, and when the next bus is. It’s all good.” He stands up and walks to front of the bus for a brief discussion. 

When he walks back, he tries to keep a positive atmosphere around him. “Okay so it really isn’t that bad...really. I mean we’re just in Nowon-gu. It could be worse, we could be in Songpa-gu.” He’s honestly trying to make the situation better than it is, so he leaves off that this is the last stop for the night. At that moment, there is an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. He places his hand there and looks down for a moment, “Guess I’m hungry. That’s the least of our problems right?” 

He reaches into his back pocket to pull out his wallet. He only took out enough money for the planned part of the trip and what he was left with was 10,000 won. That is enough for street food, but for once in his life, he’s somewhat worried about how they are going to get back to Mapo-gu. “Do you think the trains still run at this time?” 

[changedmin]

Love and Artwork

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“Really?” It makes Taehyung happy to know that at least somebody would like to be taught by him. Maybe Joohyuk thinks a little too highly of him, but Taehyung is sure he’ll change his mind as they get to know each other better. “After this, that’ll be my next job.” Already, he’s excited to teach the other everything he knows. “But just one or two? I could tell you about fifty right now.” Which is not an exaggeration.

Taehyung laughs at Joohyuk’s next words as he picks up a paintbrush – a medium-sized one to start. “That sounds good to me. I’d love to be known as the somewhat mental Dali.”

At the other’s offers to help, Taehyung glances up at him, the widest smile on his face. He’s not sure what he did to deserve such kindness, though he’s grateful for all the same. “You don’t have to do anything, honestly. You could just sit there if you wanted to!” When the male frowns, Taehyung sighs. Normally wouldn’t accept help with things he’s capable of doing himself from anyone, but it seems as if Joohyuk really does want to help. So really, who is Taehyung to deny him of that? “But . . if you want, it would be nice if you could get me more water when I need it.  Aaaand … just keep me entertained while I work, yeah?” 

[changedmin]

Joohyuk’s requirement for being an “assistant” is quite easy, so he figures until the painting is finished he’ll lay on the bed, talk to Taehyung about anything and get him more water. In the end, he would be rewarded with a nice photo that the art student would admire then fall in love with him over. Dramas work like that, right? As Taehyung draws he finds himself keeping the other company but he also feels quite drowsy in the process. “Why is art so calming?” he would rather say boring, but artist don’t feel that way. 

It doesn’t take long before he’s simply dozes off on the bed, hoping that his roommate doesn’t pop in unexpectedly. He finds himself dreaming of someone of the drawings and paintings that are scattered across the room’s walls until moments later when he’s woken up to a pleasant surprise. 

-fin

[changedmin]

{ 'a person sporting a pair giant antlers places a hastily written note at the door of room 2A before making a not-so-sneaky getaway } "hellooo!! this is your secret santa speaking. i have brown hair but you'll never be able to guess who i am ~ also i'll get you something awesome i promise :D"

{ ‘ he doesn’t know what to think when he sees the note pasted on the door the next morning, but he does know he wants to respond, maybe with a quick “Merry Christmas” and “I can’t wait.” as he takes a sticky note and pen from the desk } 

Yoooo! What kind of clue is that? So many people in this house have brown hair! Maybe I should get you something too! I’ll leave it outside my door on Christmas day. What kind of things do you like? 

{ ‘ he finds himself rambling on in the note before walking out to place the note directly under the first one and hoping for a response soon }

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chapter one - joohyuk&hyemin

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[ rewind ]

hyemin looks over the male when she hears his statement, her mind a little unsure how to think. however, it doesn’t take long before she thinks nothing of it. they live in the same house, so she doesn’t believe it would be too hard to find him if he decided to ditch her, too. plus, she’d be lying if she said she hadn’t ever wanted to skip class herself. the only difference between the two seemed to be that she lacks the guts to actually do so.

she smiles, glad that her schedule is free after this class. “Looks like we’re walking home together,” she says while gathering her belongings to put into her tote bag. when her spot is clean and chair is pushed in, hyemin begins to walk towards the door, making sure to grab the project handout before entering the hallway. she holds the door open for joohyuk and only begins to move once he’s beside her. she skips once to ensure their steps are in time with one another.

“I think we’ll get along well,” she admits, suddenly curious as to why they hadn’t interacted before now. it’s then that a memory plays, joohyuk’s reaction when the professor mentioned partners…maybe that’s why? she looks up at the male, another apologetic smile on her face as they step out into the sunlight. “I know I’ve already said it, but sorry you got paired with me. I know a lot of people normally don’t get paired with who they want, even if they’re allowed to pick their partners themselves, and based on your reaction back there, that statement rings true for you especially.” 

[changedmin]

When he notices her packing up her things, he does so too before standing up and throwing his backpack around his shoulders. He follows her out the door, a little shocked that she held it open for him. He walks beside her, thinking very little of the project. He’s thinking about what he’s going to eat versus what he can afford to eat. Maybe he should go to the grocery store for once? 

All of that simply shifts over to her again once she speaks, “Hm, we definitely shouldn’t have trouble getting along. I think you’re pretty fun now!” he laughs as they walk off the school grounds. “Can we work over food? I’m kinda hungry and maybe we could get a lot down if our stomachs are full.” He’s grateful that Hongik is so close to their sharedhouse. They wouldn’t have to waste time catching the bus, although he wouldn’t mind. 

When she apologizes he doesn’t know why she’s doing so in the first place. “You know, I think it’s fate or something similar, that we are paired together. That other girl, she’s kinda uncertain, you know? It’s better to be paired with someone pretty, smart, and nice, right?”

[uhxsuyeong-blog]

spirits we call on.

[uhxsuyeong-blog]

The pointer first settles on the number two, which has Sooyoung’s breath hitching. The board is lightly shaking–or at least she feels like it is, when Joohyuk suddenly declares that maybe they should stop. “What?!” Her head turns towards him, her expression frustrated–now that they seemed to be getting somewhere, he suddenly says this? But then just as soon as he says it, the board stops vibrating, which causes her to suddenly become suspicious.

“Yah!” She frowns, and then just like that she takes her hand away. “Was that you all along?!” 

[changedmin]

It would be wrong for him to tell her that he’s not feeling uncomfortable, that something isn’t making him second guess everything he’s thought until this point. “Um...” he’s speechless, his sight fixated one the board, anxious to find out what their spirit might be saying until everything suddenly stops and he’s looking up at her. She’s frowning and he can’t quite figure out why until she speaks. 

“Do you really think I would go through all that trouble to mess with you?” he thinks about his own words before quickly adding on, “Okay I would, but this time it wasn’t me. I was honestly shocked myself and a little freaked out.”

[changedmin]

Help a Kid Out?

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“Technically, we met a whole back,” she points out with a smile. She understands what he means, although now she’s a little baffled how, despite having a common friend, and living under the same roof for months now, they’ve never actually had a real conversation before. “What’s there to know, though, really–” She chuckles, thinking that it would probably be better if his mother knew less about her own dating history. It’s not even that she’s been around, she’s had a few boyfriends here and there, some more serious than others, but if they were going to be acting anyway, then wouldn’t it be better to show his mother the very best version of her? “I don’t mind if you tell your mother you’re my first boyfriend–” She cuts herself off though, laughing, because for some reason that sounded a little ridiculous. “My first serious boyfriend, anyway?” At least that’s a little more believable, and closer to the truth.

Smiling, she readily grabs the pillow, hugging it to her chest and waiting for his go signal to head back out again. Once he moves, she just trails behind him, even though she knows it’s her room that they’re headed back to. “Thankful that I’m a girl?!?!” She snorts, feeling like he was implying something. “Are you…?” She looks at him strangely, suddenly wondering about his sexual preferences. If he’s mother is worried about such a thing, then maybe…? People do say, where there’s smoke, there’s usually fire. “I mean, if you like boys, that’s okay,” she says, trying to sound casual, and appearing it as well with a light shrug of her shoulder. “That’s your business.”

Mina only wishes she’s done things that are as ridiculous as this now; maybe that’s also part of why she had agreed so easily to do it. It’s a story, if anything. She never has any cute or funny or amazingly unique  stories to tell about herself. This, finally, would definitely count as one. “I’m as normal as they can get,” she comments. “What about you–anything up to par with this pretense??” Somehow, she can imagine Joohyuk getting into situations as silly as this.

When they reach her room, she takes a step forward so she can unlock it before letting him in. “Okay, feel free to arrange your things, but you need to ask me if you want to move anything, okay?” 

[changedmin]

Although he finds it odd seconds later that he’s leading the way to her room, he follows through with it anyway, laughing at words. At that moment she sounds like his mother, so he’s somewhat taken aback, “I wasn’t going to go into my dating history, but once you meet my mom you’ll realize that she takes one question and turns it into a complete theory. Senior year of high school, I dated this girl for about two- maybe three weeks. I don’t think she liked me that much, and every since then I haven’t been in a stable relationship. My mom finds it strange that I haven’t told her about any relationships and that I keep rejecting her blind date offers, so she came to her own conclusion. Don’t jump to conclusions miss Mina.” 

Before he realizes it, he’s standing outside her door. He opens it for her and follows inside. He looks around the room once more, trying to figure out where his things would go. “All the pink- that has to go.” It was an obvious suggestion, but it made him chuckle as he set down the suitcase to open it. “Really?” Despite her looks, she could have gotten herself into plenty of exciting situations. He can’t be quick to judge, “Have you ever camped out in other classes before? Not sure how exciting that is, but sometimes I wander around campus and if it sounds like an interesting and large lecture I’ll slip in. You can make great friends that way.” 

He smiles when she offers to help, “Thanks, I think you have plenty of space so I shouldn’t need to much help. Have I already told you how much I appreciate, you?” With that said again, he replays their story, memorizing it as if it’s script until their three hours are up. 

[changedmin]

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@uhxsohyunkim

The young female clutched onto her stomach while leaning over, her face as pale as a sheet of paper. “I– I don’t think so, at least not that i could remember.” And as soon as she finished those words, she gathered her last strength and dashed for the restroom and vomited for the 5th time that day. 

His eyes were wide open, about to reach out and help when suddenly, she was out of sight. Maybe it was a bad idea to get coffee with her today...maybe it was the coffee that caused her to feel sick in the first place. He felt weary and pushed the drink in front of him before getting up to check on her. He knocked a few times on the bathroom door, “If you’re still sick don’t worry, um I’ll carry you all the way home?”

[uhxsuyeong-blog]

spirits we call on.

[uhxsuyeong-blog]

Sooyoung sighs; she’s just about ready to give up when a minute passes, and then two–and there’s still no movement. “Maybe silence means yes? No?” For some reason, her earlier ambivalence has turned into anxiety. It’s like now she wants there to actually be a spirit, if only to prove something to Joohyuk. “Or maybe there are just asking the wrong questions.”

“Okay.” She takes a deep breath and fixes a stare on the pointer before asking a question in a low and solemn tone. “Spirit, what is your… year of death?” A few seconds pass and once again, there’s nothing. Sooyoung’s about to just give up completely and flip the board, when she feels the strange chill again, and suddenly the pointer is slowly moving towards the part of the board with the numbers. 

[changedmin]

“It probably means the spirit isn’t interested.” he replies quietly, making sure not to unbalance their energy. He nods too eagerly when she mentions asking the wrong questions. He’s sure that it has something to do with, or he just wants to hear her voice. Even if there was a spirit in the beginning, they’re are not the most believing and infatuated pair, so maybe the spirit just moved on. 

He’s about to speak up, maybe say that this isn’t working, or that he just moved the pointer all along when there is another faint draft in the room but it is recognizable. And when the pointer starts moving again, he wants to take his finger from it, but again, that would mess up their energy. “Oh!” Even he doesn’t have a response for this one, but even more so, it’s making him want to back out. “I’m kinda...maybe I believe it now- believe we should stop. 

[93shj-blog1]

[ topsy turvy ] → hj+jh

[93shj-blog1]

[..]

After what felt like a long while in the queue, the pair finally gotten their tickets with just enough time for them to grab the snacks. It was one of the things that Hyejeong enjoyed about going for a movie at the actual cinema; the smell of buttery popcorn filled the air, almost thick with the scent and getting much more as they both got nearer to the counter. “What would you have? I’m just going to get the popcorn but if you want anything else, just tell me!”, uncle had been very generous and gave Hyejeong an allowance - something she had denied for so long after she went financially independent - so she could afford various snacks for the both of them tonight. 

[changedmin]

“Possessed. I definitely don’t want that,” he added on, playing off that he was completely engulfed in thought minutes ago, “no I can pay for the snacks, really.  If you feel like you must contribute then we can pay separately. I didn’t stand in line all that time although you weren’t that late.” However, this was his first time noticing the crowds of people. It is the weekend, he thought but getting pushed through a sea of people wasn’t part of their afternoon plans. When they finally got to the ticket booth he paid for their tickets then ripped them in half, handing one to her and keeping the other. 

Afterwards, he followed her to the concessions stand. He didn’t have to look at the menu for long because popcorn was always the traditional choice. He reached in his back pocket, pulled out a bill and placed it in her hands. “Although, I know your quite stubborn, feel free to pay for out snacks with that.” As they stood in line he couldn’t help but to think once more, this time avoiding the awkward silence. It’s been awhile since he’s seen them after all. Wouldn’t they remember him? “Hyejeong,” he turned to face her, with concerned features, “Do your parents even remember me? It’s been such a long time. I don’t think your mother ever liked me too much.” He laughed as they approached their turn in line.