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@egosthrall
# 𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋 ⸺ very low activity, independent blog of an original character set in no specific universe . LEE SEONGHWA , ceo of the tech company lee enterprises with different branches located in various other countries .
𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐃. / 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒 / 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.
𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐖𝐀'𝐒 𝐁𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐋𝐁𝐈𝐓 ⋆｡°✩ : @yoobiins .
𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 : @blasphematic / @bulsoitan / @fallenhymn / @girldangers / @lawscoped / @florietiae
𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐖𝐀'𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 .
⌞ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋 : @softroars , @vantehae . ⌝
im home finally and finished eating so ill be writing tonight ... im dusting off my sweet boy over on @softroars and writing on him again so if yall want yall should totally follow me on there too and write with him okay mwah
JUNGKOOK FIFA WORLD CUP
“Stop making this so hard.” / @egosthrall
the words are enough to make him scoff. eric can't stop himself -- his eyes roll, arms fold across his chest, and the way he stares down at seonghwa has heat burning low in the pit of his stomach. ( because this was his fault. not eric's. he tried his best -- he begged, pleaded with the younger man to give him a chance. give them a chance. eric didn't -- doesn't -- care about the complications. about the things that seonghwa's mind very clearly decided were deal breaking factors in the long haul. because he loved him. and maybe it was stupid, but... well. love doesn't always make sense, does it. )
but the younger CEO was insistent. firm. decided for the both of them that it wouldn't work.
and now, they're here. eric's fiancé lingers two rooms over, waiting for him to reappear so they can attend some stupid benefit together. all for appearance, no doubt, since his father's the one hosting the event. a celebration of his son finally settling down. ( even if it was a lie. ) and, of course, his father just had to reach out to lee enterprises. had to invite their young CEO to this... facade. this mockery of his own well being. because if anyone took two seconds to look at eric -- really look at him -- they'd see how tired he is. ( as it stands, he barely sleeps most nights. he can't think, can't focus. all he wants is what they had before he opened his big, stupid mouth. )
with seonghwa finally in front of him, the only thing eric can focus on is the anger that pulses through him. the regret that sinks into his bones for letting himself fall for someone so foolishly. "i'm making this hard?" he asks, tone low and scathing. "you're the one that showed up to my event with your fiancé in tow." ( and it's not a slight on them, eric thinks -- they seem nice. familiar. truthfully, it doesn't matter who it is -- eric was never going to like them. because they had what he wanted. )
tonguing his cheek, eric shakes his head, lets his hands fall to his hips as he inspects seonghwa from head to toe. he looks gorgeous, the fucking bastard. and once upon a time, he'd tell him. praise him. tuck his hair away from his face and kiss the corner of his mouth and tell seonghwa how proud he is of him. ( his jaw hurts from clenching it so tightly. ) "you shouldn't have come at all," he insists. "you could've come up with an excuse, could've... i don't know, sent your brother or something." he pauses, pinches the bridge of his nose. "my father's too overjoyed to worry about attendance, so clearly you came here to just... what, cause a scene? watch me spiral into oblivion for fun? is that enjoyable for you?"
( he hates the way he sounds. he hates being mean. he hates fighting with him like this. but, eric has to stay firm. has to keep his wits about him. ) his lower lip trembles, just once, before he's inhaling sharply. "make your rounds and leave quietly," he warns. "i can't -- you can't --," he pauses, the distance between them closing minutely as his tone shifts to something quieter. meant just for the two of them. "i don't want you here." ( it hurts too much goes left unsaid, but the words are evident in the roundness of his eyes. in the way they've glassed over, tears threatening to spill. and eric's cried enough over seonghwa to last a lifetime. ) "please -- just... go."
seonghwa doesn't know what he's doing here. what possessed him to make an appearance. well, the obvious answer is that he needed to shake hands, smile & stay on good terms with the head of the prince empire. after all, it was good for business⸺his father certainly held mr. prince in high regards, so of course he wanted his son to show up as a representative of the lee conglomerate. to celebrate mr. prince's son in finally settling down⸺just as seonghwa would be.
but, the reality of the matter was that seonghwa was still a selfish, selfish man. he wanted to see the new person eric had finally gotten engaged to. ( so soon after seonghwa had left him. what did they have that he didn't? they didn't know eric like he did. ) even if he knows he has no right to be bitter about it. their [ … ] connection, starting off so antagonistic & mean-spirited had shifted into something more real. too real. too soft & tender, toeing the line between sexual attraction & love. something seonghwa couldn't comprehend happening, because who could possibly love him, with the baggage he carried deep within his soul? so he broke it off, pushed eric so far away, locked him out of his heart & ran away. their relationship crashed & burned after that. he hasn't spoken to him in weeks.
only to find out through internet articles that eric prince had gotten engaged to someone from another highly influential family. it hurt. it hurt more than anything, that eric had moved on so quickly. even when he was the one that pushed him away. seonghwa didn't know what to do with himself, & the moment his father had brought up the notion of going on a blind date with his business friend's oldest child, he took to it without hesitation. the date going off without a hitch, their fathers meeting & discussing the idea of an enagement. of a wedding.
it was easy enough to parade minchae around in public & at events. they were beautiful, soft around the features, suiting his own & they were incredibly kind & witty. they were perfect. but they weren't eric. he wanted eric. he wanted the man who looked as if he came out of a fairybook itself, tall, handsome, with the prettiest eyes. who was equally witty, knew how to take control over a situation. who knew how to handle seonghwa even at his worst. who was willing to handle all of his baggage & flaws if only seonghwa was willing to let him in.
he & minchae made their rounds. spoke with a few people, but after awhile he had to excuse himself under the murmured excuse of needing to use the restroom, hurrying out of the main room⸺only to run right into the man of the hour himself. eric. it was just his fucking luck.
the air around them tense, it was hard for seonghwa to even look him in his eyes as his throat felt just about to close up. he hates the way that eric looks at him⸺the way he speaks to him in such a scathing, callous tone. as if they were nothing to each other. ( and that was the truth, wasn't it? they weren't lovers. certainly not friends. )
“i didn't want to be here.” he begins with a hiss, trying to make himself sound just as flippant, as harsh as eric's vocals are. “unfortunately for you, mr. prince, my brother is useless when it comes to these events. my father knows we've worked closely together, it's only right he sends me in his stead to give both of our congratulations. this wasn't me trying to … slight you." seonghwa tries to school in his expression, but his bottom lip trembles, his hands shake & he's quick to ball them into fists to get them to stop.
he looks up finally⸺just to see that eric's has done the same. he's trying and failing to stay strong, because seonghwa knows how he looks when he's truly upset. he's studied his face long enough when they were together to notice the difference. it makes his chest ache. it makes his shoulders slump, hesitating for a moment before he takes a single step closer.
“you don't mean that.” seonghwa whispers, tone soft & almost pleading for it to be true. “you don't.” his fingers twitch⸺he wants so desperately to cup eric's face & hold him close, wiping away his tears. he doesn't. he can't bring himself to bridge that gap. so he says instead, softly, “i don't like your fiancé. they aren't good enough for you.”
i always ask my pookie bears for angst bc i enjoy hurting my muse and then immediately hate it once it happens. i do this to myself really 😪
so we all agree that 2022 world cup j.ungkook is jay coded and 2026 world cup j.ungkook is seongie coded right? got it. ok ok cool.
super low-key, unformatted INBOX CALL! like this post for me to skim through your memes / prompts to send into your ask box.
super low-key, unformatted INBOX CALL! like this post for me to skim through your memes / prompts to send into your ask box.
a cutie enjoying the game ♡
[ SMS ; SWEET BOY 💕 ] I'm not mean! I'm... strict. I'm rational. [ SMS ; SWEET BOY 💕 ] I have to be when you're so-- [ SMS ; SWEET BOY 💕 ] When you do things like this that threaten to break my brain. One of us has to be composed, baby. Otherwise, we're both doomed. [ SMS ; SWEET BOY 💕 ] You are being very sweet, though... [ SMS ; SWEET BOY 💕 ] If you promise me you'll stop being a brat, I'll give you what you want. [ SMS ; SWEET BOY 💕 ] Partially, anyways.
[📲 MSG: daddy ⌚️ ] you're not rational. [📲 MSG: daddy ⌚️ ] you're mean and crazy. [📲 MSG: daddy ⌚️ ] i didn't even do anything this time? i was so good… and i'm being good right now. i'm listening to you. [📲 MSG: daddy ⌚️ ] that counts for something. [📲 MSG: daddy ⌚️ ] hm… partially and not whole? i dunno… i don't think that's very fair. [📲 MSG: daddy ⌚️ ] can't i just get all of it if i make that big of a promise? you know i like making my own fun.
[ SMS -> my favourite seong ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ] that's not faaaaaaaaaaaaair. [ SMS -> my favourite seong ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ] that's not fair and u know it >:( [ SMS -> my favourite seong ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ] what am i meant to do huh ?? just ?? not go to practice ?? [ SMS -> my favourite seong ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ] im here running back choreo for like ?? the twenty millionth time today and u think i'd rather be HERE ?? [ SMS -> my favourite seong ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ] HERE ??? INSTEAD OF BOUNCI-- [ SMS -> my favourite seong ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ] no. no im so not doing this oh my god i can't dance when im [ SMS -> my favourite seong ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ] rrrrrrrAAAAAA i can't believe ur doing this to me rn
[ 📲 MSG: short king 🌻 ] uh … yeah?? actually. just dont go [ 📲 MSG: short king 🌻 ] they can manage without you. [ 📲 MSG: short king 🌻 ] i need you more. i'm having to fill the hole in my heart by looking at that video i took of you a few days ago. it's not the same. [ 📲 MSG: short king 🌻 ] if you can't dance that badly, ask for a 10 minute break~ [ 📲 MSG: short king 🌻 ] 10 minutes is all i need to get you off. [ 📲 MSG: short king 🌻 ] you're so sensitive after all, baby. [ 📲 MSG: short king 🌻 ] i'll even be nice enough to head that way to make it easy for us! you're welcome.
@blasphematic asked: sender kisses receiver to tease them. / frenchie
ah [ … ] it was bad for him. really, really bad. being this close to frenchie, spending as much time with him as he had [ … ] it almost felt like his heart was ready to burst out of his ribcage, from how much it beat for the other idol. the gorgeous, breathtaking man with a pretty laugh seonghwa finds himself getting distracted by, that smile & beautiful eyes [ … ] seonghwa was utterly ruined before he even had a chance to realize what was going on. ruined by blonde angel who matched his energy too perfectly. a pretty, blonde angel who shortened his name in the cutest way⸺hwa. a pretty, blonde angel who made him feel better about himself than he's ever felt in awhile.
the kiss that he lays on seonghwa's lips was a fast one. longer than a peck, but short enough not to be considered an actual kiss. but still, it makes his lips twitch, his cheeks flush up and his eyes almost glaze over as he watches the way frenchie backs away from him with bright eyes & that lovely smile. laughing about seonghwa's expression, of how he folded so easily & how cute he could be. “angel…” his voice cuts through his giggles. “you can't just…” he huffs for a moment, the sound a mixture of frustration & desperation. “you can't just do that. that's not fair.”
he moves in, closing the distance between the both of them & pressing him into the cushion of the couch, arms caging his smaller frame as his eyes move from frenchie's, slowly down to his lips. “i wanted to kiss you too.” seonghwa's eyes remains on his lips, taking him in for a few seconds before he finally closes the distance between them, pressing their lips together. it's a slow motion, not wanting to overwhelm the other idol with how much he feels. purposefully holding back, whilst hand reaches to cup over his cheek, stroking over it with his thumb.
daily reminder that while seongie is a top at heart and prefers it that way rather than bottoming, his main type is someone that can challenge his brattiness and knows how to take control when needed. 😌 tease him, insult him a little, take away the privilege of him fucking you until he behaves. or better yet just use him until you're satisfied even if that means getting him overstimulated. he lives for that shit.😌
@blessedrulers asked: ❝ i'm not going to stand here and argue with you about how much you need to get some rest. if i find you passed out on the floor i'm leaving you there. ❞ / they MEAN IT, Seong 🫵 (as if they would 💀)
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he looks similar to a fish in that moment⸺mouth opening & closing several times, each in preparation to defend himself from them [ … ] only for the words to never come, which makes him halt in his vocals once again. he knows he has an unhealthy habit of staying up late into the night, trying to make a dent into his long list of work, but he really thought it wasn't that big of a deal. that he managed his time well & left him some room to get some sleep. after all, wasn't getting 4 hours better than none? that's how he assumed it to be.
“baby,” seonghwa begins, finally, after that long, belated moment of silence that had him staring at hayden as if she had grown two heads. a flick of his wrist, gesturing for her to come closer so he could lace their fingers together, guiding her hand up to press a chaste kiss to her knuckles. “that's not going to happen first off, but it's good to know i'd be on my own if it did. you wound me sometimes.” he jests, giving her a smile as he bites his lip to stifle the yawn that threatens to escape.
“i'll be fine. really. sorry to make you have to repeat yourself again, but i promise that i'll go to bed at a proper time soon. just after this week … i need to make sure everything is done on time. trust me?”
@blessedrulers asked: “let’s go for a walk.” / from Hotaru!
( * MISC. PROMPTS.
“now?” he asks with a tilt of his head, turning so he could properly face the other woman as she rounds the counter she was currently behind. seonghwa already had a few drinks in his system, enough to dull his senses slightly & make the loud music that fills the club fade into the background for him. though, honestly, it wasn't as if seonghwa was having much fun here. he was early, hayden wouldn't be here for another hour [ … ] or two. she was caught up with other things she couldn't properly disclose to him & being the dutiful ‘husband’ he was, decided to wait around until she was done with her job.
which led to him getting a few drinks to occupy himself, while he spent his time talking to hotaru. who, while rough around the edges [ … ] wasn't that bad of company. he's spoken to much worse. after he tosses back the last of his drink, he sets the glass down, ready to follow behind her. “where are we going?”
he's going to be the first to get eric pregnant and that's a promise thank yew.
"is that a promise or a threat?" a beat, brow quirked. "either way, i want at least three kids, so...," he smirks, "get to work."
he pauses for a moment, staring at eric with wide, stretched eyes, laughing sheepishly. “you uh – you really? you weren't supposed to … reply like that. i thought you were going to get flustered and all stuttery and–”
