witch's brew.

help me, it's like the walls are caving in. sometimes i feel like giving up, no medicine is strong enough; someone help me. i'm crawling in my skin. sometimes i feel like giving up but i just can't ... it isn't in my blood, i need somebody now.

[feyhyunjin]

feyhyunwoo​:

there’s something about having been alive for so long that has honed hyunwoo’s perception of even small tells, especially of those he knows particularly well. now that he’s bonded once more with donghyun, he has his enhanced senses once again, too. all of these combined means that hyunwoo notices when hyunjin’s eyes flicker towards the garbage bags piled up by the door, the minuscule tilt of his head, and he pauses. 

“i’ll toss the garbage first, then wipe the table,” he offers gently. even so, there’s no room that he leaves for hyunjin to really protest, not that he thinks the other would protest. it’s fairly clear that hyunjin, easily scared as he is, isn’t willing to go out in the dark alone to toss the garbage bags. not that hyunwoo blames the younger (or even minds), given that the nights can be dangerous, especially for an unbonded witch like hyunjin who is quite non-confrontational.

tossing the garbage barely takes him any time at all, unafraid as he is of the dark and the creatures that linger there, knowing that he can handle them. long strides take him from the front door to the counter where he snatches up the cloth, heading back to wipe his table. “i’m done,” he calls back as he finishes up, laying the cloth on the counter before he washes his hands a final time, drying them. “ready to go home?”

     his eyes widen slightly when hyunwoo comments on the garbage bags and he just nods quietly when the other takes them not quite sure how the older had known that that was the one thing he needed to do. it used to be on his list of things to do before closing, but since his scare a few days ago he had switched it up to be on his to do list for opening instead. 

     hopefully, his nerves would calm down and allow him to do things normally again soon.

     he quietly washes the plate and his own cup that had been holding tea as well, humming softly to himself as he cleans them and then places them on the drying rack for tomorrow. there’s nothing left to do after that so he just goes into the back to get his coat and bag, tucking his phone into his pocket before he hears the familiar chimes, knowing that it was hyunwoo returning from dumping the trash. 

     “thank you hyung,” hyunjin says softly, walking up to the other with a small smile on his lips, genuinely grateful. he bumps him gently with his shoulder before he tilts his head towards the door. “let’s ... go,” he says quietly, feeling a bit nervous but not as badly as he had the night before when he had practically run home alone.

[feyhyunjin]

feyhyunwoo​:

“there’s a santa claus,” he confirms with a laugh. “i heard there’s something very special about him. we should go check it out, i’m curious,” he says, even though he knows full well what the surprise is. hard not to, when he’s seen so many variations of the sort. “secretly, i’m just trying to get you to say all your wishes to santa claus so i can eavesdrop on you and fulfill them in the night, so you’ll believe santa claus really does exist.” 

he tries to keep a straight face but it’s incredibly difficult to do so when he’s clearly speaking without an ounce of seriousness in his body. but he really just wants to see hyunjin’s somewhat confused expression as the younger male tries to process whether he’s serious or not. that is, if everything goes according to plan. it could be the case that hyunjin would just not consider his words as possibly being true. 

“i’ll keep you upright,” he says with a warm smile and his expression softens as he squeezes the other’s hand. “i think you should be okay at it… it’s not like you’re exceptionally clumsy or anything.” his voice is calm, confident, and it’s this voice that he uses on donghyun too, when the young teenager is doubting himself. “i think you’ll have fun,” he sounds confident in the thought, nodding to himself. it’s also an excuse for him to hold hyunjin’s hand, anyways, and for him to potentially take the next step in their relationship. more than just… some. 

     he blinks at this, and because he doesn’t regularly go to any of these public events, he’s not sure of what to expect. also he can’t tell if hyunwoo is just teasing him or not, so he’s kind of stuck. he guesses he’ll just go along with it though, even though he’s still not quite sure what he would ask santa for. he doesn’t think he has any physical, tangible gifts that he wants to ask for this year.

     playing right into what hyunwoo wanted, unknowingly, hyunjin looks up at the other in confusion because he really has no idea what is going on right now. “you’re not actually trying to convince me that santa claus is real right?” he asks, really trying to figure out what the other was trying to do right now. 

     making a soft sound under his breath, he kind of resolves to be faced with many aches and bruises tomorrow, knowing that it was easy to start skating for the first time and he hadn’t actually prepared any healing potions in case he hurt himself or something. he had one on him at all times, of course, for emergencies but he’s not quite sure that getting hurt while skating for leisure counted as one. “i’m ... kinda clumsy. especially lately, but i think that’s because i’ve been kind of tired.” he swallows, before he gives a grave nod. “i think i’ll be okay.”

[feyhyunjin]

feyhyunwoo​:

he can’t help his fond chuckle when hyunjin ducks his head, and somehow he can already guess that the younger had probably rolled his eyes in exasperated amusement. “hmm… i’m so hurt,” he comments placidly, his lips quirking upwards at the edges as he watches the other, obviously not meaning his words at all, even just by the tone of his voice. 

when hyunjin finally does actually take him at his words, leaving to go and finish up the cleaning duties of the shop, hyunwoo quietly sips at his tea, idly tapping away at his phone. it’s a game that hyunjin had gotten him to download onto his phone. it’s nothing really special, rather, it’s just this game of collecting cats, and hyunjin had first gotten him to download the game by saying that there was a cat in the game that looked like him. once he’d started playing it, he’d found that there was a cat that reminded him of hyunjin, and donghyun, and even eunji. cats everywhere. 

it’s easy to get distracted by whatever is on his phone screen, absently sipping at his tea and eating his pastry until there’s no more left. hyunjin’s voice nearly startles him, but he doesn’t show it, locking his phone and setting it down next to him. “hyunjinnie,” he says in greeting, unsure of exactly how much time had passed. “i’m done. do you need help with anything?” he asks, wondering if he should have offered earlier. 

     he makes a soft sound while shaking his head, and he doesn’t think there’s anything he needs to ask hyunwoo to do for him, though there’s a brief thought of asking the familiar to maybe toss the garbage since it’s dark outside but he brushes off that thought. he’s been throwing the trash out the morning after instead of at night like usual, but it hasn’t really hindered his schedule at all. 

     chancing a glance at the garbage bags he had left by the front door, hyunjin shrugs instead. “i just need to take your cup and plate ... so maybe if you could wipe the table while i do the dishes that would be great!” he asks instead, thinking that was enough help from hyunwoo as it was. “there’s a cloth on the counter that should still be damp since i just used it!”

       he doesn’t say anything else, taking the dish that he had delivered the pastry on and hurrying away to go and wash it. it’s the last thing he needs to clean so he opts to handwash it instead of turning on the commercial dishwasher. once he’s finished with that, he dries his hands and does a last check of everything in the store before deeming that he was ready to close for the night. “are you ready hyung?” he calls out from the back office, putting on his jacket. “you can leave the cloth on the counter ... i’ll deal with it tomorrow morning.”

[feyhyunjin]

feyhyunwoo​:

hyunjin’s rambling only serves to put a small, fond smile on hyunwoo’s face, so affectionate and warm as they walk towards gwanghwamun square. it’s far too easy to get carried away in his obvious (or so he thinks) affection for the other, finding hyunjin so utterly endearing at almost all times. it’s strange, he thinks, to feel this strongly about a person that isn’t necessarily just in the way he’s used to. for all the years he’s been alive, his strongest feelings have always been associated with protectiveness. and he feels that with hyunjin too, he does — he thinks he always will, having seen the witch grow up. but the feeling of romantic love? much rarer. there had been one time, when he was still with haneul, but it had been a tumultuous time and his bond with his witch had taken priority, no matter the loss. 

“other than the ornaments, which you so thoughtfully provided for?” he says with a self-deprecating smile, and his eyes are fond. “i’d be happy to look at the different booths. but there’s a rink, and i was wondering if you would want to go skate for a while?” he suggests, having already planned out a considerable amount of different activities they could partake in. perhaps that was why he’d completely forgotten to bring the donation items for the decorations… 

“also, i heard there’s something interesting about santa claus,” he says with a raised eyebrow. “do you want to go tell him your wishes?” he chuckles softly, reaching out to smooth down a flyaway hair on hyunjin’s head before he takes the younger witch’s hand once more. 

     “santa claus?” he echoes, confused because he honestly hadn’t really looked into the festival at all until hyunwoo had asked him to go to it with him. hyunjin didn’t have any plans to go at all, so it was a bit of a surprise for him when he had briefly read up about it to try to find things to do there. he was still a bit surprised that hyunwoo had approached him first about it, and he’s genuinely not quite sure how to go about this. 

     like ... (was this a date? a real date? they’re holding hands.) 

     glancing up at the familiar with a soft sound when he feels a hand on his head, hyunjin just smiles a little and glances away. “are you conspiring against me to have me tell my christmas wishes to santa claus?” he asks, feeling very amused and he shakes his head slightly, even though he’s not opposed to the idea. he wonders if there’s even any physical gift he would want for christmas this year. 

     he realizes belatedly that the older male had asked him a question befoe distracting him with the thought of asking santa claus for a present, and he stares at hyunwoo for a long moment before he recalls the question. “skating?” he asks after, tilting his head slightly to the side. “i don’t think i’ve ever skated before ... but i’ll go if you promise not to laugh if i fall.”

[feytaeyoon]

Pour it up

@feyhyunjin

he’s shivering by the time he steps into the cafe, a familiar place to him now due to the fact he comes to often these days. it’s a nice cafe, not overly crowded even though he fully believes the shop deserves to be famous for its drinks. and really the thought of a warm tea is the only thing getting him going after the absolute horrendous morning he had. more like a horrendous month, but well he doesn’t want to get into it. 

the teen sighs softly as he shakes as if trying to shake off the cold, rubbing his red hands together as he approaches the front counter. one of these days he’ll smarten up and wear something warmer but for now he continues to stick to his fashion aesthetic rather than warmth. 

“hello hyung.” he greets, though his voice lacks the normal overly confident happy tone he normally carries. he hopes the doesn’t appear as runs own as he feels because he doesn’t want the cool cafe shop owner to think he’s anything less than well put together. “don’t suppose you have anything special on the menu today, huh?” 

[feyhyunjin]

     it’s a pretty normal day for him, if he’s honest. there’s nothing really interesting that’s happened today, aside from the odd magical being that had stepped into the cafe but that’s really nothing all too new either. hyunjin has learned to be welcoming to all sort’s of guests, even ones that are much less than human. it’s unsurprising, considering he’s a witch himself, but he doesn’t usually go out of his way to tell people that.

     actually, he keeps it as hidden as possible. only a handful of regulars at the shop know, and those are usually people he’s known for all his life.

     at the chime on the door, he glances up from where he’s wiping down the counter behind the register and he smiles, seeing taeyoon. the younger is someone that he’s known for a little while now, considering he’s the only person who really works in the cafe aside from his mom who pops in every once and a while. and hyunwoo who will force him to allow him to help out sometimes. 

     “nothing new, unfortunately,” he says, adjusting his glasses and placing the cloth he was holding back down on the counter. “having a bad day?” he asks, already planning to give the younger a drop of a stress-relieving potion, considering how stressed he had looked the last time he visited. “penny for your thoughts?”

[feyhyunjin]

feyhyunwoo​:

“well, it’s a delicious pastry,” he says with a playful smile on his lips, his eyebrow arching. there’s something very sweet about hyunjin and the way he flirts — the way he has been flirting with hyunwoo since many years ago. hyunwoo had thought initially that the phase would pass, that the other would quickly grow bored with him. it certainly isn’t the first time that this has happened, after all. sohye had been very much the same, at that age, although she had quickly grown out of it. or perhaps it had just felt quick to hyunwoo. 

but he’s certain that more time has passed than it had with sohye, and still hyunjin remains by his side, still ever the same. they had had a bit of a rocky time when hyunwoo and donghyun had finalized their bond. despite the promise having been there for years, it had still been a big difference when their bond had actually been brought to life. hyunjin had obviously been awkward, and it had taken some time (and stubbornness on hyunwoo’s part) to convince the younger that the bond didn’t change anything between them — whatever they were. 

what has been a pleasant surprise for him is the fact that somehow, hyunjin has put up with his subpar flirting and shocking lack of experience and is still interested. hyunwoo doesn’t really understand, but he’d be stupid to let this opportunity for genuine happiness in a romantic relationship slip away from him. those have been preciously few, even in his long life. will they be happy forever? he doesn’t know. but a witch’s life is short enough that hyunwoo thinks it’s worth it to take the risk.

“that’s fine with me,” he says with a soft laugh. “i didn’t live this long without dying of boredom because someone entertained me all the time,” he points out, his lips twitching up at the corners. “don’t worry about me, hyunjinnie. i’m happy to wait.”

     he can’t help but roll his eyes at the other’s words, shaking his head slightly in amusement even as he ducks his face so that hyunwoo wouldn’t see the fact that he had rolled his eyes. even despite finding the older’s words amusing, he didn’t want to appear rude or anything. “you’re so annoying, hyung,” he says without any heat in his voice, shaking his head slightly though, he’s also smiling to show that he doesn’t mean it at all.

     taking hyunwoo’s words for what they are, he disappears to finish cleaning up and closing up the shop. the other customers seem to realize that he’s trying to close up and start getting ready to leave, thanking him on the way out as well. hyunjin smiles and waves them out, telling them to have a good night and to come back whenever they want. he smiles, and heads to clean up the now-vacated table. 

     it’s funny to him, considering how much of an introvert he is, that he loves this job so much. he never would’ve thought that he would enjoy working in customer service like this. it’s a fun thing that he’s discovered, and he’s planning to continue running the cafe until he can’t do it anymore. 

     once he’s finished cleaning up everything — having purposely left hyunwoo’s table until the very end — he makes his way over with a damp cloth in hand and a small smile. “i’m done everything except for your table hyung,” he says, smiling. “are you finished your tea?”

[feyhyunjin]

feyhyunwoo​:

hyunjin looks adorable. well, hyunwoo has thought that hyunjin is adorable for quite some time now, but the important thing today is that hyunjin is wearing his scarf. well, it’s true that he had given it to hyunjin because it was cold, and then never gotten it back. but he doesn’t really want it back — it looks better around hyunjin’s neck, anyways. 

but hyunjin when he says that hyunwoo’s hand is warm, all without looking at him? more adorable. he chuckles softly, squeezing the other’s hand. “too bad it’d look dumb for me to hold both of your hands,” he says playfully. his eyes crinkle up at the other, pleased when the other peeks up at him. his dimple dents his cheek as his smile widens, a close-lipped one that makes his whole face smiley. 

“you’re the best,” he says easily as he glances at the other’s bag. “i’m glad you thought about that, i completely forgot that was a thing.” there’s not really anything he’s particularly excited for today — just the prospect of spending a day with hyunjin, on what’s pretty much undeniably a date, already enough to make his heart warm. this kind of romance is not something that hyunwoo had ever thought he would find. 

now all that’s left is for him to make it official. hyunjin had been too young when the other had first expressed interest in him, but now that years have passed and the other continues to express the same interest, hyunwoo is more than willing to move forward with taking a chance on them. on love, cheesy as it sounds. 

     “it’s for the ornaments! i brought a few, just in case we wanted to make more than one,” he adds after a moment, having though about suggesting both of them making the other an ornament but he also doesn’t have a christmas tree in his apartment to hang it up on. but he guesses they could make some for their mutual (and non-mutual) friends as well. “if not, i’ll probably donate it anyway, since i bought it for this.”

      he had bought them for specifically this occasion, not sure about how this outing would go and whether it would get boring or something halfway through. they’ve been on many not-dates in the past year or so, and it’s never happened—they’ve never run out of things to say to each other or things to talk about, and they don’t even mind just spending time together in silence but hyunjin’s brain likes to give him bad thoughts so he needed to make sure they had something to do other than just wnadering aimlessly around the plaza.

     those thoughts probably wouldn’t come to fruition, but he needed the backup plan to make his mind stop trying to implode in his brain. 

     “did you have any other plans?” hyunjin asks, glancing up at the other now that the original wave of embarrassment had passed. “i know a few witches who have a booth up so i thought we could check them out? i get most of my ingredients from donghyun, but it never hurts to have something as backup ...”

[feyhyunjin]

feyhyunwoo​:

“a pastry is fine,” he says with a fond smile on his face. it feels to him that fond is his constant state of being around the lee family. minsoo, hyunjin, donghyun, all of them equally precious to him in very different ways. he can’t deny that specifically when it comes to hyunjin, it makes him happy that the other doesn’t seem to run away quite as easily, even when hyunwoo tells him it’s okay to leave. it only confirms the fact that they do like each other, even if neither of them had taken the last step towards turning that something into a more concrete relationship. “you’re too kind to me, hyunjinnie.” 

in hyunwoo’s defence, he had been waiting for his bond with donghyun to settle, first. the young witch has always wondered why hyunwoo would wait, and hyunwoo had refused to let a relationship get in the way of the bond mate he had chosen more than a decade ago. his priorities will always be priorities, and he hopes that hyunjin can understand. he’s hopeful, seeing as how donghyun is also hyunjin’s cousin — the teenager could even be considered a shared responsibility, in a way. 

he glances down at his cup before he takes a sip, knowing that hyunjin has a penchant for drawing the most adorable little things onto his cups, whether they’re pictures or little notes, and he smiles when he sees the two cats that have been sketched onto the cup. fitting. he thinks that if hyunjin were to turn into an animal, the younger would absolutely be a cat. he runs his thumb around the drawing without saying anything else, glancing up at the other with a smile that’s enough to communicate just how affectionate he’s feeling. 

“i’ll wait,” he reassures hyunjin with a soft chuckle. “if you’re providing me with a pastry — and your company — i’m sure the time will fly by.”

     “it’s just a pastry, hyung,” he points out with a soft laugh, shaking his head and feeling amused, a bit fond.

     he had been a bit wary around hyunwoo when the familiar had first bonded with his cousin. he had sort of felt like he had been intruding on a relationship that he shouldn’t be intruding in, and had fully taken a step back. actually, he had taken quite a few steps back, going as far as avoiding both hyunwoo and donghyun for weeks before the oldest of the three of them had confronted him about it. he had cried, a lot, and he didn’t want to admit that but he couldn’t really do anything about the fact that he was a crybaby. 

     so now they’re back to their tumultuous relationship and hyunjin still doesn’t really quite know where he stands. he didn’t think that hyunwoo would choose him—why would anyone for that matter?—and he’s always known donghyun was better at everything too. 

     there’s a lot of confusing thoughts in his head, but all he knows is that he would rather have them both in his life than not have them at all so he had kept them both at an arm’s length for a while. but now, it’s kind of back to how it was before everything had happened. though, he’s still not quite sure what’s going on between him and hyunwoo. nothing has really changed and he’s probably more confused than ever. 

     it’s worse now than when hyunwoo had first started flirting back. 

     “i’m not sure how much company i can provide,” hyunjin says with a soft sigh, though his cheeks have flushed a soft pink in embarrassment, having caught hyunwoo’s glance towards the drawing and the following smile. knowing he had a bit more cleaning to do, he pushes through. “you’ll probably just get to watch me clean.”

[selfalgorithms]

— the way things go

 son, you should know ; @feyhyunjin

minsoo is very much aware that he’s the affectionate uncle, the one who might spoil his nephews a little sometimes, the one who is their favorite until they’re 13 or start their teenage rebellious phase — which usually makes minsoo very sad but at least both donghyun and hyunjin never turned down his affections anyway, no matter how much embarrassing minsoo can be sometimes and that’s something the werewolf does not take for granted and thanks the heavens everyday; at least two of his nephews will let him cuddle and smother them with love as much as minsoo wants —, and he’ll fight all of his brothers on this. after all, minsoo was always the best at bedtime stories, at play time, at anything regarding to kids. 

after all, he isn’t a daycare teacher for nothing. 

but minsoo also admits that maybe because of it, it’s just hard to let go, to not still look at them and see the tiny kids that he used to read bed stories for, the small kids who he’d let play and pet him when he was in his wolf form. it’s a little hard to admit that they’ve grown and minsoo doesn’t need to stay in their room, holding their hands because they’re afraid of the dark. he tries to, however, since just because he’s in denial doesn’t mean that he can manipulate reality as he wishes, that it won’t change the fact that hyunjin and donghyun are a little older now and minsoo has to act accordingly. 

that’s why he’s here now, in hyunjin’s cafe, for his weekly catch up with the younger witch. at this point minsoo doesn’t even order anything anymore, just lets hyunjin decide what they’re both having, trusting the other’s tastes to know minsoo’s own taste — and either way, this is a tea made by his nephew, it could be made of rocks and minsoo would still love it and drink all of it. 

and talking about watching his nephews grow up and become adults, there was something that minsoo caught that really draw his attention to it, that surprised and dare he say shocked him this week and he needs to know about, needs to ask. “so,” he waits for hyunjin to take a sip of his tea, because minsoo might still be a little shit. even to his beloved nephews who might as well be his own children. “since when you and hyunwoo are dating?” 

[feyhyunjin]

     honestly? hyunjin’s never minded minsoo’s affectionate ways, considering both of his own parents were very much the same. perhaps that was one of the reasons why it had been so difficult for him to not receive hugs or anything from the few friends that he did have. it’s been a bit of a struggle for him, to get to a closer stage of friendship where hugs and skinship were regular things. he’s always been a bit too awkward for that, though the friends he does have, he treasures very much.

     but something that he’s always amused by, is the sole fact that his uncle seems to think that he’s still a baby or something. much younger than the ripe old twenty two that he is this year, and the fact that he’s been a legal adult as well as a business owner for the last two-ish years. well, he’s only run the cafe as his own since about a year ago but he’s been a legal adult for about three years now, give or take a few months or so. 

     so, hyunjin is never quite sure what to expect when minsoo comes to visit him at the cafe. there are just so many possiblilties.

     this time, it’s quiet. the cafe doesn’t get too much business regularly but it’s enough to stay afloat and make a bit of profit every week. his mom had opened it years ago, but he had only started bringing the magical element in when he started working there when he started university. but minsoo is here during one of those odd times where there isn’t a single customer, so hyunjin has the chance to sit down and chat for a while. 

     when his uncle speaks though, hyunjin legitimately chokes on his tea though he manages to not do a spit take, coughing as his eyes water. he reaches for a napkin, dabbing at his lips before turning a bewildered expression on the older. “since never? where—how did you get that impression?” he asks, stammering and he thought no one had noticed. 

[beseonyul]

; playmate

backdated to sometime idk 

a quiet meow leaves the black cat as she follows along after the young witch in the school yard. it was another day of her showing up at the school to check in on him. having growing a bit attached to the boy in her time home. it’s part of the reason she hasn’t left yet. now that hyunwoo was starting to find himself again ( thanks to this witches baby cousin ) she had considered going abroad again. 

but something about hyunjin draws her to him. in all her years she has never felt the pull to a witch. never felt like she would be able to bond with someone even with all the witches born into this family. the closest had been the youngest brother in the previous generation. it was nothing like what she feels with hyunjin though, the young boy makes her want to protect him. 

this is why she finds herself loitering near his school so much. she’s still laying low for now after all, wanting to be able to extend her time in seoul by avoiding behind involved in the public. meaning she didn’t have a job, or her own place–thank you hyunwoo for letting me stay. and in her free time she is able to look after the young hyunjin. 

like she is now. bumping against his leg and meowing again to try and gain his attention. the black cat with a yellow ribbon on its neck such a familiar sight at his school now. she hopes they think her unfriendly, always keeping her distance until she sees hyunjin and then she comes running. 

it’s an almost daily routine now. 

@feyhyunjin

[feyhyunjin]

( trigger warning: mention of bullying )

     he’s gotten used to his daily lunchtime, and sometimes after school time, visits from one (or two) black cats. both eunji and hyunwoo seem to worry about him, though he’s not quite sure why since he’s never been anything like a problem child. he’s more shy than anything else, and he hides behind his glasses and long hair and books, not wanting to talk to anyone and being afraid of other students that approach. 

     it’s quiet, but he’s used to it. he never gets in trouble, not really. there are a few bullies who like to rough him up a bit, but he usually gets away decently unscathed. usually. 

     there’s still a certain feeling he gets whenever he sees eunji around as her cat form, the yellow ribbon around her neck giving away that it’s her. he smiles when she bumps against his leg and he heads to the bench that he usually eats lunch at, away from all the other students and hopefully away from any listening ears or prying eyes. it’s not that there’s anything wrong with talking to a cat, but he doesn’t want anyone to see anyway. he gets teased enough as it is. 

     “nuna,” he greets with a small bow of his head, unwrapping the bento box his mom had packed for him and taking out two out of the four onigiri inside, placing them down on the lid after breaking them both in half so it’s easier for her to eat it as a cat. he eats a cherry tomato quietly, watching her. “thank you for eating with me again today. it makes it less lonely.”

[feyhyunwoo]

❬ winter wonderland ❭

an event starter for @feyhyunjin !

there’s a very simple reason for hyunwoo to enjoy the christmas season this year. while it’s true that christmas is not nearly as big in korea as he’s heard it gets in other countries, particularly the western ones — not that hyunwoo would really know. a hundred years he’s lived, and yet he hasn’t really left korea. it’s kind of embarrassing, in a way. 

maybe this time, things will change. they already have in one reason, and other than donghyun, hyunwoo has a very good reason to enjoy the christmas festival being held at gwanghwamun square this year. that, of course, being his not quite boyfriend. the positive thing about being alive for over a hundred years is that hyunwoo has grown confident enough in himself that he doesn’t hesitate when it comes to something, someone he knows he wants. he won’t hesitate anymore. 

so asking hyunjin to go to the winter festival had been all too simple, a straightforward question, and here he is, hand wrapped around the other’s smaller one, scarf wrapped snugly around his neck as they step out of gwanghwamun subway station. “it’s cold today,” he remarks as he blows out a warm breath that comes out white. “are you okay?”

[feyhyunjin]

     literally, just the fact that they’re holding hands is enough to make hyunjin’s cheeks flush at every little movement that hyunwoo makes. the fact that they’re connected like this—and that he’s also wearing hyunwoo’s scarf—is making today feel like a much bigger deal than it really is. like it might’ve been technically a date, but since they haven’t made anything official between them yet it’s hard to really discern how he’s supposed to react to anything.

     “yeah it’s kinda cold out,” he comments quietly, puffing out his cheeks. his glasses have been fogging up slightly because of his breath, but it’s not too bad. “but your hand is warm,” he adds after a moment, determinedly not looking at the older male. 

     he’s been in his own mind since hyunwoo had asked him to go to the festival, and had only been momentarily dragged out of it by the promise of either warm apple cider or some hot chocolate with whipped cream. he, of course, can make these drinks for himself in the cafe—and they’re also on his menu—but there’s a different feeling when drinking these hot drinks outside in the cold. with someone special. at that thought, hyunjin chances a glance up at the other, unable to help it. 

     changing his thoughts’ direction, he indicates the bag that’s slung over his shoulder. “i brought the food donations so we can make the ornaments!” he says happily, the tip of his nose red from the cold but he’s smiling.

[feyhyunjin]

Do you believe in magic 😜

     he doesn’t even glance up when he hears the all-too-familiar voice that can only belong to taeyoon. they’ve been having this half-joking half-serious conversation for ages now, ever since the first time the other had bought a drink that had a potion in it from hyunjin’s cafe. it’s stupid really, considering that hyunjin is literally a witch but he’s been very good at warding off any questions about whether his drinks were actually magical or not. 

     he likes to push it off and call it a placebo effect and most people are willing to believe it, especially non-magical folk. sometimes a witch comes in and gives him a knowing look or two, but he rarely ever acknowledges anything unless it’s from someone that he knows and trusts. he likes keeping it a secret between him and his close circle only. 

     “i like to think that it exists out there, in some form or another,” hyunjin responds, laughing inwardly to himself in amusement. “i feel like the universe is too big for it to not have some magic, right?”

[feyhyunjin]

Are there any people you want to protect?

     the question somewhat throws him for a loop because he doesn’t quite know how to answer it. he’s never been very powerful for a witch, his powers being somewhat limited (perhaps only by his own mind, because he’s also never really tested the limits of what he’s capable of). but he guesses he can answer in the hypotheticals since he doesn’t think he’ll be very much use in an actual fight of any sort. he’s always been on the scrawny, thin, tiny side so his own physical strength would limit him. 

     “of course there are! does anyone not have people they want to protect?” hyunjin asks, knowing that it’s a rhetorical question but wanting to voice it into the world anyway. “there are a lot of people i want to protect,” he says softly, shrugging a bit helplessly because he knows that when it comes down to it, he won’t be able to do it. no matter how much he wanted to. “everyone in my family, blood related or not. i would protect them with everything i have, even if i, unfortunately, don’t have much to offer.”

[feyhyunjin]

Who in life would you say you trust the most?

( trigger warnings: mention of bullying, anxiety )

     “my parents,” he answers easily, no need to think for this question. his mom had always been someone he had adored growing up, and it helped that she had been the one who had taught him everything he knew about potion making. she was the one who had taught him how to light a fire, how to extract the essence of a plant and make it into something that could heal and help. all he had ever wanted to do in life was help other people, and both of his parents had embraced that with open arms, taking him to volunteer shelters and whatnot. 

     he can’t think of a single time that his parents had ever betrayed his trust, not even when he was going through puberty and had crushes on his friends. even when he was little and he had told them both about the bullies at school. even when he was in high school and he was struggling with his sexuality and his anxiety over his grades. and then, ultimately, when he had told them that he didn’t want to continue with school. they had helped him through everything, and never made him feel like he was a burden or anything. 

     “also,” hyunjin’s expression becomes somewhat shy here, cheeks flushing just the slightest shade of rosy pink. “probably hyunwoo hyung? i’ve told him a lot of things only my parents know.” he doesn’t think he needs to add onto that, just smiling a little, shy smile. 

tagged bc mentioned: @feyhyunwoo

[feyevents]

it’s time for honesty hour! for this meme, you’ll be sending and receiving questions to help develop your characters. you’ll have to answer in character, and yes, your characters must be honest. these questions can be about anything, but try to keep development in mind! to let members know that you’d like to receive asks in your inbox for this meme, please reblog this post. and remember “rp karma”; the more questions you send out to your fellow members, the more you’re likely to receive!

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[feyhyunjin]

feyhyunwoo​:

patience is practically hyunwoo’s middle name by this point. though, if he has to admit something, it’s always been extraordinarily easy for him to be patient with the lee family. being from the house of kyegeum (and perhaps because they are haneul’s descendants, haneul, who had been determined, but sweet and kind herself), all of those he’s taken under his wing have been relatively easy to remain patient with. even though he’d finished his americano a while ago, and had no other real purpose at higher grounds, he knows that hyunjin has been rather nervous the past few days to walk home alone. 

since they’re… something, even if neither of them have really clarified what, hyunwoo had offered the first day to walk hyunjin home. as hyunjin places a cup of chamomile tea in front of him — hyunwoo can smell the tea before it arrives, senses once again heightened to what he’s been missing for fifteen years — he turns to offer the other a soft smile instead of a greeting. 

“i don’t mind waiting,” he says patiently, smiling at the witch a fond expression on his face. he wraps his long fingers around the cup, letting it warm up his fingers. “take your time, hyunjin. i’m in no rush.” he reassures, shooing the other away with an amused chuckle. he knows hyunjin far too well to leave the younger now. 

     “do you want a pastry or a sandwich?” he asks, not allowing himself to be shooed away so easily. he doesn’t have much to do, in his defence, considering the fact that the other customers have all been served and need nothing from him anymore and that he’s cleaned up most of the cafe aside from the espresso machine, just in case someone wants another coffee or something. he’s wiped down all the tables and the counters, though there are still a few edible things left that he’s planning to give out to the remaining customers in due time. “on the house!”

     he also sort of just wants the excuse to talk to hyunwoo for a bit longer. 

     there’s a small smile on his lips, wondering if the older would see the little picture he had drawn on the cup, two cats (one black and one white, with the white one smaller than the black one) with a heart between them. it’s cheesier than he would like to admit, but as long as hyunwoo doesn’t call him out on it, he’ll be okay. 

     after another short pause, he makes a soft sound under his breath, remembering what else he had come over to say. “i’m going to ask them to leave in maybe half an hour? but like i said, if you don’t want to wait that long, it’s really okay if you leave.”

[craureolin]

startled

@feyhyunjin

In his hands he carries a medium sized box that isn’t all that heavy thanks to all the time that donghyun has spent in the garden and the flower shop picking up and moving things. A smile on his face as he carefully steps into the cafe that his cousin runs. His father had sent him this way with somethings for hyunjin and of course donghyun had thrown his own little gifts in.

It’s easy enough to find his cousin. Hyunjin is always in similar spots when he comes by around this time and even if he isn’t donghyun knows where to look by now. Past instances stops the teen from calling out as he makes his way inside as he worries the older could be focusing on something and disrupting him could end in a literally explosion. 

Donghyun has witnessed this before.

So when he does in fact find hyunjin focused the younger witch ends up quietly setting the box by his feet and watching his hyung. The older always looks so cool like this. Maybe it’s because donghyun really doesn’t understand this aspect of magic, or maybe it’s just because he thinks his cousin is cool regardless. Maybe one day he’ll ask to learn about potion making. 

[feyhyunjin]

     he’s really just predictable. hyunjin, at this point, is a creature of habit and he doesn’t stray from the schedule that he’s carved into his brain very often. once a week he needs to replenish the potions he uses the most—usually the stress-relieving, calming and energy ones—and anything else that might’ve been used up. thankfully, his uncle runs a flower shop and he can get most of the ingredients he needs at a discounted price. (sometimes for free, even though he didn’t like accepting that.)

     but he also never knows when donghyun will stop by with the ingredients, as he’s been banned from going over and picking it up himself since he could quote unquote hurt himself. he’s pretty sure that was just his uncle being polite and calling him weak indirectly. which, is not wrong. 

     either way, when donghyun walks in, hyunjin doesn’t even sense his cousin despite usually being pretty good with that. he’s focused on the potion in front of him, and he knows it needs his full attention because, well, he has blown up cauldrons before. accidentally, of course. when he finishes, he wipes his brow, adjusts his glasses and turns to grab his water bottle. 

     only to let out a shriek of surprise when he sees donghyun standing there instead of the empty room he had been expecting. he stumbles backwards a step, a hand flying up to press against his chest and feeling the thudding of his heart under his fingers. “donghyunnie,” he squeaks out, eyes wide. “i told you to knock if you were coming in!”