안 Flover

"so what if I want to die? Are you gonna stop me?" - associated with rookies - as long as I have you

[floverrk]

“even though it’s scary it must be fun”

Dongyoon stares out into the world, he’s not sure if coming here was the best idea, but now he is here, it his the 23rd of August, and Dongyoon is at a picnic event to see his band member, and friend, Wooseok. Usually the two only met when they had to write songs together or had to perform, but lately they had agreed on that they needed to be closer, that if they wanted their band to last for long, then they needed to be friends not just band members, hence the two had tried all sorts of things to become closer. In the beginning it was just drinking tea together, then it was going to the beach, then it was drinking, then it was bungee jumping. Now it was something more normal, it was just going to a picnic event and eating together, enjoying the hot weather. Though Dongyoon hadn’t thought this through, usually they met at Wooseok’s place, but this time they had decided to meet at where they were going. And that? That wasn’t smart, why? Because Dongyoon was awfully bad at being in public alone.

It hadnt always been like that, actually, for a long time it wasn’t like that, Dongyoon used to love being in public, he wasn’t much for being home all the time. Now it was the opposite, ever after becoming a trainee his whole life had changed. Yet now he was here, in public, he held tight onto his clothes and then he walked, walked around to find the other. He tried his best to stay calm, to pretend as if everything was okay, and then he saw him, then he saw Wooseok.

[seonghwark]

it was a busy month and at the same time, seonghwa found himself with a nice amount of free time. the free time that gave him a chance to see his boyfriend and show off his new blonde hair. it’s how he found himself, waking in up his bed in dongyoon’s arms. ( which caused him to blush but that was never ending. ) and now, he had to find a way to slip out of the other’s arms. “dongyoon…” it came out as a whisper, as she tried to wiggle free.

“there we go.” it was mostly muttered to himself as he broke free, slowly sitting up on his bed. “dongyoon…wake up…” he tried lightly poking, pushing. his boyfriend only stirred a little. “okay, big guy.” seonghwa stood, walking around to bed to push him more. “you gotta..” before he could even say anything, he felt himself being pulled down, right back into the arms he had just gotten out of. “okay, you get up now so i can cook us something or we spend extra time in bed but no home-cooked food.” was he even listening? 

[floverrk]

Now that Dongyoon lives with his uncle, he and his boyfriend had spend a lot of time in Seonghwa’s apartment, firstly, Dongyoon has gotten surprisingly bad at being in public, it’s like his body can’t handle it, secondly? Dongyoon still hasn’t told his uncle about Seonghwa so it’d be weird to invite Seonghwa over, wouldn't it?

Now that his boyfriend was an idol the two didn’t have as much time together, yet their relationship was going well in Dongyoon’s eyes, the time they did have together was more than well. And as of now Seonghwa had had some time free so the two spent the night together. And as the morning came, as Dongyoon the person he was, he didn’t wanna wake up. “What are you saying” Dongyoon mumbled as he held tightly around Seonghwa.

[floverrk]

quote; “if you try hard enough things will one day be easy”

Dongyoon sighs, it’s time for his band to write another song. They’ve written countless amount of songs together but just nothing has worked out for the melody Wooseok has made. And for Dongyoon it’s just terrible because to him it feels like Wooseok is doing all the work, Dongyoon hasn’t written a single song on his own, all he has done is come with inputs every now and then. But now for the first time ever, they’re sitting in their own corner each and working.

Dongyoon sighs again, he can’t come up with anything, he turns around and looks at the older, though they’re only older by a few days. “Can you play the melody again?” he asks, Wooseok nods and sits in front of the keyboard, thereafter begins to play. As Wooseok is playing Dongyoon writes down whatever words come to mind first. “Thank you” Dongyoon says and looks at his paper, Wooseok nods.

At some point, I used to wish I would disappear from this world          The whole world seemed so dark and I cried every day                      Will I feel better if I just disappeared?          I was so afraid of everyone’s eyes on me During those beautifully beautiful days, I was inpain I hated myself for not being able to receive heart My dad and my mom, they’re only looking at me It’s not how I really feel but I keep getting farther away

What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?

The saying time is medicine was really true for me As the days went by, I really got better But sometimes, when I’m too happy, I’m afraid I’ll be in pain again I’m afraid that someone will take away this happiness

Dongyoon looks at what he has written and then calls Wooseok over. “I think I got something” he says as he looks at his work. “Ooh this is good… what’s the meaning behind it?” Wooseok asks. “Well as I wrote it I thought of my hard times, and then thought of when they were over” though truly they weren’t over yet, Dongyoon was still in very much pain. “I like it… can I just make some small changes” Wooseok says taking the paper “sure” Dongyoon says with a smile, feeling satisfied.

[floverrk]

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[floverrk]

fighter

Dongyoon had been like that for almost forever, violent. As a kid he would always be the kid that got into fights, his temper never helped him and he started believing at a very young age that if words couldn’t solve an argument then hits definitely could. As to why he was never kicked out of school is still a mystery, and honestly he doesn’t want the answer. As an adult he should be capable of being the bigger person and not get in fights but it’s rather often that he’s the one to start the fights.

Dongyoon regularly goes to the gym and as much as he wants to convince himself that it’s because he wants to keep his fit and beautiful body it’s also probably because he wants to be fit enough to win all the fights he gets in. And he does, he does win most of the fights he gets in, in the beginning he didn’t but now he knows how to dodge a hit and hit someone without hurting himself. And maybe it is not that much needed for Dongyoon, since he already knows how to fight and do self defense, yet he’s still here, at a self defense class, ready to see if there’s anything new to learn. Because if there is anything new to learn then Dongyoon would like to learn it, he wants to be even better at fighting and doing self defense.

And kind of as expected, there was nothing new to learn.

[rksae]

eyes closed

・。 @floverrk     ━━━━━━━━         ⤑      ☆   ┊  MAY31 .

    inner peace. saerom signed up for yoga in hopes of achieving something similar. but mainly, she was just seeing if it was worth all the hype. the woman couldn’t count how many people had ranted and raved about how amazing yoga was. her mother had a habit of telling her that she needed to relax more, and suggested yoga to her daughter multiple times before. but the woman was never presented the opportunity until now, and she felt like she would regret it if she didn’t do it at least once.

    plus the fact that the class was being taught by an idol was a plus.

    saerom is focusing, eyes closed and deep breaths passing soundlessly through her nose. the area is relatively quiet and peaceful ( as yoga should be ), but one sound was disturbing her particularly. the woman cracks an eye open in search of the oddly familiar sound, turning her head slightly to glance at the man seated on the ground next to her. 

    soft snores left his frame and she felt so awkward. what was wrong with him? “hey.” she whispers, trying to avoid any unwanted attention from others while attempting to wake the sleeping stranger. using her toe, the woman extends her leg and quickly pokes at the man’s leg. “hey, hey. wake up.”

[floverrk]

rksae

   saerom isn’t one to get into other people’s business; she simply doesn’t have the time to bother with that. she is very much a woman who likes to keep her nose where it belongs until her attention is necessary. and it appears that today, a snoring man disrupting her yoga instruction was certainly enough to beckon for her attention. not because she wanted to be a negative nacy or anything of the sorts, but because it was distracting and awkward… not to mention embarrassing. she felt pity for the instructor.

   “excuse me,” she raises an eyebrow at the stranger’s words. troll? saerom rolls her eyes at the man and continues to poke him despite his swatting. mostly out of spite this time. “you are the troll, and an obnoxious one at that. now stop snoring and find inner peace.”

Oh the amount of love Dongyoon has for his boyfriend, the way he still has yet to believe and understand that they’re together, that somehow Bambam chose HIM, when easily Bambam could’ve chosen whoever he wanted in the whole world. Dongyoon was sure, his boyfriend was too good for him, and he didn’t understand how they had ended up together, but he was happy that they had. And now? Now he laid there peacefully as he dreamt of his boyfriend, and then? Then someone of course came and interrupted him, care and poked him, just as he was laying there dreaming.

Dongyoon refused to wake up but his body was already half awake, it was hard to continue dreaming as someone was there speaking to him, why were they even speaking to him. “You’re being too loud, let me sleep” Dongyoon said as he rolled over on his other side to sleep better.

[floverrk]

band member

Being in a band is weird, especially because the band started out in a weird way. Dongyoon was asked by a friend to make a band with him and two others, but sudddnly the friend that asked Dongyoon dropped out, and not only that but one of the others too dropped out. You would think after that that the band wouldn’t become anything but yet, one of the band members reached out to Dongyoon and asked if he still was open for making the band, and somehow, for some reason, Dongyoon answered yes. And now here he was, in a band called HBAND. And it was a lot of fun being in the band, thought a lot of weird stuff happened, like the gel males constantly getting shipped by fans on Twitter, oh if just Dongyoons boyfriend knew, then what would be his reaction? But one thing that bothered Dongyoon was how rose was the one to make all the songs, and how the much Dongyoon had done so far was help with a few lines on their most recent song. Dongyoon sometimes felt like he was useless in their band, that besides playing majority of the instruments in the band he did nothing (the male of course failed to realize that playing as many instruments as he did was a big thing), and hence, that was how he had ended up here today. A creative writing class, if Dongyoon was honest it sounded rather boring, but Dongyoon was sure he could really need it. And as he had guessed? It was quite boring.

[rkgray]

@floverrk

beatboxing was definitely something that gray had been always interested in, but wasn't the most talented with. during his years as kt trainee, he had worked on that skill a bit, but in the end, he had focused his practice on other skillsets which was why he was just a mediocore, if not even a amateur beatboxer. so after hearing about a workshop that would give tips to beginners, he wanted to grasp on the opportunity and take his chance to learn more about it. gray was here to become a better, a modified version of himself and working on himself constantly was part of this process.

with big interest, he listened to the instructor and took notes of what have been said. gray was actually not the theoretical type, he was more into putting what he heard into practice immediately and try to do it at once. learning by doing, that was exactly what he usually acted on. but at the moment, he just thought that notes might come handy later, when he was to practice on his own again. the instructors gave them a few training tasks, and walked around giving out tips for every individual. he looked around and listened here and there, before he heard a tall male closeby producing clear and precise beatbox sounds. "hello, excuse me. you are really good at that. do you mind if i stand next to you and listen to more of your beatboxing?"

[floverrk]

rkgray

He had always thought that listening to others would define his listening skills better and come in handy later on. GRAY was someone who needed some time before being able to do something in his own style and being actually satisfied with himself, so he usually listened first before practicing for himself. This time it was just the same. The taller male seemed to have natural talent for beatboxing, his rhythm and flow were to GRAYs liking, it was a style that if refined even more was surely recognizable.

Smiling, he stood next to the kind stranger, before flipping through the pages of his notebook where he had put down a few scribbles about the lecture and the tips the instructors had given. “Hm? What do you mean? You’ve seen me before?” The older male asked, raising his head from his notes. It was not like he had a very memorable face nor had he had much exposure as KT trainee in the last three and a half years since he was under the label. GRAY was basically an unknown trainee and even if people remembered him from past appearances, to most of them he was just an old guy who couldn’t do much. That was simply his lot.

“Maybe we’ve visited the same gym or something? Anyways… could you repeat what you just did before? I want to listen to it one more time, more closely.”

Being insecure wasn’t a new for Dongyoon, but it was new being this insecure. Dongyoon has all his life been insecure about how he never lived up to his mother’s standards and only other’s standards, but lately he had been more insecure about it. Dongyoon didn’t know what had happened but something had happened and suddenly he was way more insecure than usually. Though Dongyoon knows for sure it happened after he got kicked out of KT, after that he wasn’t as confident anymore. Getting kicked out of KT was like an eye opener for him, suddenly Dongyoon learned that he wasn’t fit to be an idol yet, if his mother knew he got kicked out, oh how she would be disappointed.

And Dongyoon now, was insecure about something that he normally would be semi confident about. There he stood beatboxing for himself and suddenly someone complimented him, oh was he thankful, he was more than just thankful, a bright smile appeared on his lips, oh was he happy. Dongyoon began thinking, he was sure he had seen the other male before, he just didn’t know where he had met the other male before. “no no I don’t think it’s the gym! I think I’ve seen you before and like… like talked to you!” Dongyoon was sure, he had seen the other male before

[rkgray]

// beatbox your heart

@floverrk

beatboxing was definitely something that gray had been always interested in, but wasn’t the most talented with. during his years as kt trainee, he had worked on that skill a bit, but in the end, he had focused his practice on other skillsets which was why he was just a mediocore, if not even a amateur beatboxer. so after hearing about a workshop that would give tips to beginners, he wanted to grasp on the opportunity and take his chance to learn more about it. gray was here to become a better, a modified version of himself and working on himself constantly was part of this process.

with big interest, he listened to the instructor and took notes of what have been said. gray was actually not the theoretical type, he was more into putting what he heard into practice immediately and try to do it at once. learning by doing, that was exactly what he usually acted on. but at the moment, he just thought that notes might come handy later, when he was to practice on his own again. the instructors gave them a few training tasks, and walked around giving out tips for every individual. he looked around and listened here and there, before he heard a tall male closeby producing clear and precise beatbox sounds. “hello, excuse me. you are really good at that. do you mind if i stand next to you and listen to more of your beatboxing?”

[floverrk]

Talent, Dongyoon has always been nervous and insecure when it comes to his talents. For Dongyoon personally it feels like the only thing he has is his visuals, he’s tall, fit, and his face is gorgeous, with his visuals Dongyoon isn’t insecure at all, but with most else things? He is. Dongyoon does have quite a lot of talents, but he chooses to overlook then as they’re not the talents his mother wants. Dongyoon can run, he can play soccer, and he can play multiple instruments. But his mother wants him to be able to sing, rap and dance and that he can’t do, hence Dongyoon has always been insecure about what he can’t and can do. It took a lot for Dongyoon to come to this class, because he was sure he would fail, that he would become another failure, it just felt like it was going to happen. Because even though Dongyoon had beatboxed for himself at home and it sounded good, he was sure it only sounded good in his ears and once someone else would hear it it would sound terrible. Yet he was still there, yet he had managed to gain the confidence to be there.

And then something that Dongyoon hadn’t expected to happen happened, someone came and complimented him, oh god Dongyoon felt some weird sense of joy. Dongyoon didn’t feel happy often lately, but right now he was for sure happy. “Sure thing” Dongyoon replied back. “By the way, haven’t I seen you before?”

[kakenaku]

This show won’t give me a break from all these cute people.

[seonghwark]

whenever he had the chance, he found his way to his boyfriend again. but this time he had a reason. ( not that he never had them. ) but today, it was a different reason. he had something he wanted to give dongyoon. and right now was the perfect time. his debut would be soon and that meant his free time would go down all the way. it’d be even harder to see during this month, still. he had something. “good, good! you’re finally here.” 

as soon as dongyoon was in his apartment, bambam lead him to the living room and motioned for him to set down. “close your eyes.” he didn’t set himself, instead he stood in front of dongyoon, “bow your head as well.” there was that little detail. once dongyoon did that, bambam pulled out a necklace he got made and placed it around the other’s neck. “and now, we match.” he reached into his own shirt and pulled out his. “see?” 

[floverrk]

Dongyoon would never in a thousand years be able to explain with words how much he loves his boyfriend. The amount of love Dongyoon has for his boyfriend is unimaginable, and Dongyoon is still confused how HE managed to make Bambam his, how someone as Bambam was single. It all didn’t make sense to Dongyoon. Furthermore, he really believed Bambam was the one, they had been together for almost a year and known each other for almost one and half a year, and yet just the thought of seeing Bambam made Dongyoon’s whole day better, even after all this time Dongyoon wasn’t tired of Bambam, Dongyoon had never experienced such thing before, his former girlfriends has all lasted way shorter.

And now, now Dongyoon was on his way to see his oh so loved boyfriend, the boy he had missed oh so much. Dongyoon had left his home with a big smile and his uncle had asked as to why, if there potentially was a girlfriend, to which Dongyoon just laughed at. And that smile had stayed on Dongyoon’s lips all the way over to his boyfriend’s apartment, Dongyoon was way more than happy to see his boyfriend. And as soon as he was there he was pulled by his boyfriend, a confused expression reached his face as he was told to close his eyes, yet he still did as told, he closed his eyes. Dongyoon bows his head for his much shorter boyfriend and then he feels hands at the back of his neck.

Dongyoon opens his eyes and looks down as he sees the necklace, immediately a smile shows up on his lips. “It’s cute” Dongyoon begins before wrapping his arms around Bambam and pulling the other closer. “Cute just like you” Dongyoon says placing a kiss on top of Bambam’s head. “Thank you”

[rksae]

eyes closed

・。 @floverrk     ━━━━━━━━         ⤑      ☆   ┊  MAY31 .

    inner peace. saerom signed up for yoga in hopes of achieving something similar. but mainly, she was just seeing if it was worth all the hype. the woman couldn’t count how many people had ranted and raved about how amazing yoga was. her mother had a habit of telling her that she needed to relax more, and suggested yoga to her daughter multiple times before. but the woman was never presented the opportunity until now, and she felt like she would regret it if she didn’t do it at least once.

    plus the fact that the class was being taught by an idol was a plus.

    saerom is focusing, eyes closed and deep breaths passing soundlessly through her nose. the area is relatively quiet and peaceful ( as yoga should be ), but one sound was disturbing her particularly. the woman cracks an eye open in search of the oddly familiar sound, turning her head slightly to glance at the man seated on the ground next to her. 

    soft snores left his frame and she felt so awkward. what was wrong with him? “hey.” she whispers, trying to avoid any unwanted attention from others while attempting to wake the sleeping stranger. using her toe, the woman extends her leg and quickly pokes at the man’s leg. “hey, hey. wake up.”

[floverrk]

The date hits 31st May, Dongyoon has signed up for two classes for the Speak Up event, what are those two classes? Self defense and yoga, both classes seemed like fairly good ideas when he signed up for it, but when Dongyoon thought further about it he wondered why he had signed up for those classes. Self defense definitely wasn’t something Dongyoon needed, with all the fights the male had been in he knew how to fight and do self defense. And yoga? Dongyoon really wondered why he had signed up for that, first of all, the male isn’t flexible, at least not last time he checked, and secondly? Just the word yoga bores Dongyoon.

And yet, even though Dongyoon already had guessed that yoga definitely would bore him, he was there, ready to do yoga (or ready…). It begins out good and smoothly, Dongyoon follows the moves of the instructor, but then it happens, and Dongyoon isn’t too sure when it happens, but it happens, he’s asleep, deep in sleep. The dreamworld seems much easier than the class, the class was boring him while in his dreams the male is with his loved boyfriend, the thought of his boyfriend makes the male smile. Dongyoon was sleeping good, and then suddenly he feels something bothering him. “Stop that you troll” he said pushing away whatever was bothering him.

[seonghwark]

it’s his boyfriend’s tone that makes bambam think that they should have fun as quickly as they could. he frowned for a bit, wondering if he should say anything before he settled on not. not right now at least. instead he held onto dongyoon’s arm a little tighter since he couldn’t really hold his hand. “yeah, people love fashion or the chance to see a celebrity.” and soon enough, he’d be one himself. 

“okay, those would look good one me.” bambam nodded his head but he wanted to get something for dongyoon. “but we need to find what looks good on you.” or bambam would pick and he did. ( buying both pairs of shoes, and two matching hoodies for him and dongyoon. ) “i have to use it..” he muttered, it didn’t long for that to happen or to find a restroom. “here we go!” bambam pointed to the first one he saw, a little bit a ways away from the crowd and pulled dongyoon with him. “after this one more booth and then we can leave.” a peep inside told him it was clear but instead of heading to the first stall, he gave dongyoon a kiss. a real one this time then he pulled back with a grin. “last booth and we then we can head back to my place.” 

[floverrk]

Dongyoon almost feels embarrassed, why can’t he just enjoy this like he used to, why can’t he just be like he used to? Why has he changed so much, and why is it so hard for him to change back, can’t he just be his usual self, the guy who loves everyone and talking to people. The guy who doesn’t at all mind being in public, the guy who actually loves and prefers to be in public, why can’t he just be that guy? If he was that guy then this would be so much easier, then everything would be so much easier, but for now he can only hate himself for not being that guy.

“There are celebrities here? Who?” the male asks curiously, Dongyoon doesn’t know too many korean celebrities, but perhaps, just perhaps he might know one of those that are here. “Yeah those would look good on you” he begins “but if I’m honest, I think anything would look good on you” the male ends with. “Ah we really don’t have to find anything for me” the male mumbles unsure, he rarely ever buys clothes and he wasn’t intending on buying anything now.

There’s too much going on for Dongyoon to understand what’s going on, but he just know that suddenly he’s kissing his boyfriend, and suddenly he feels calm again, suddenly it’s like nothing besides the two of them matters. And then the kiss is over and it’s back to reality. The thought of going back to Bambam’s place makes Dongyoon smile, and so he follows his boyfriend to the last booth. “Is there anything specific you’re looking for?”

[usergoblin]

ahn hyo seop’s little head nodding (◠‿◠✿)

[floverrk]

a day.

“walk against the wind, or become the wind”

The wind blows, the wind blows hard, the wind blows harder and it will continue to blow harder, the only thing to do? It’s to continue walking, continue and continue until one has reached it’s goal, in this situation, it’s simply just Dongyoon’s house. And so, and so the male walks, and he walks, a step, one step here, another one there, it’s continuous walking, walking against the strong wind until he is either home or no longer can handle it, those are the only options.

“Its quite hard, to just continue walking, and walking, and walking, and walking, and just continue walking until one can’t walk anymore, if I am fully honest, perhaps I’d wish I could stop walking but still continue on moving, that’d be great” the male mumbles to himself as he lifts an arm to cover his face from the hard wind.

It’s quite poetic if you think about it, to move without moving, to go against something while doing nothing, that’s how people may have it, do we realize? Do we even realize.

“!” the male lets out, a surprised sound as a hard windblows runs over his clothes and against his face, the male cannot walk while the big wind blow is there, he can simply stand still, nothing more than that. “It’s hard, quite hard” he finishes off with.

[floverrk]

Dongyoon closes the door hard, he breathes in, “that was quite hard” he says, soon after dropping his jacket upon the floor and throwing off his shoes. And in a second Dongyoon is on the floor too, his whole body feels weak, it’s like one second he was standing, the other his legs gave up.

“Why must everything be so hard?” the male asks himself, the task he was given wasn’t even too hard, it was just going out to model so he could make money, and then coming home, but coming home was so much harder than it should’ve been. The wind was too strong, it was like Dongyoon was so small, he felt so small out there in the cold wind.

“What are you doing on the floor?” a voice asks and Dongyoon looks up confused, though his confused expression soon gets replaced by a happy expression as Dongyoon sees his uncle’s face. “You’re home early” the male says sitting up, still too tired to stand up.

“A storm was coming, I read it, so I went home early today, now tell me, what were you doing on the floor?” his uncle’s says with a big smile.

“Nothing” Dongyoon says before standing up

[floverrk]

seonghwark

it had become increasingly easy to at least hold hands with dongyoon. but that could only happen when they were alone. or in the car, somewhere they wouldn’t be seen and questioned. when and he dongyoon finally kept the had the same pace, bambam turned to glance at him. “you know, i can admit i didn’t expect this many people either. during fashion week, it’s expected.” he had a pretty good idea about how many people would be showing but this was more than he even thought about.

“well that means, people must have a lot to sell and other’s are looking for good prices.” and he was down for good prices. “let’s see…” he trailed off, glancing around at the stalls that they came across first. one had a bunch of shoes and accessories, the other had a few different hoodies and other items. bambam went for the shoes, pulling dongyoon along as she grabbed the other’s arm. “which your style, my treat.” because he planned to treat himself a lot tonight.

Dongyoon used to love lots of people, in fact Dongyoon used to always be with lots of people, always surrounded by people, whether he knew them or not, but that was the old Dongyoon, in quite a short time he has changed quite a lot (which surprisingly, nobody has seemed to notice). Dongyoon isn’t fond of lots of people anymore, actually he disliked it, and if Bambam wasn’t here with him he would’ve gone home long ago. “There sure are a lot of people” Dongyoon answers back, a tone of uncomfortableness in his voice as he looks around.

Dongyoon looked at Bambam as he spoke, sure, there was a good thing in that there were so many people, there was lots of clothes to look at and buy (but was that really a good thing, wouldn’t it just mean they would be here longer?). Dongyoon followed along as his arm was grabbed, this was the closest form of contact they could have, wasn’t it? Dongyoon looked out over the shoes and then pointed at a pair “these would look good on you”

[floverrk]

have you seen--

[floverrk]

yeosangrk

As it turned out, there was a lot on display in a flea market event such as this one, where people with different backgrounds and culture as well as just fashion style in general were selling their belongings. Yeosang was amazed but also confused, especially when he ended up alone when he was searching through this one tent. He had grown used to having his clothes picked for him, that he hadn’t actually developed a proper taste for himself. Now that he thought of it properly, he felt childish.

Yeosang was debating on whether to actually try on this overly fluffy white jacket, when he felt a tap on his shoulder. With the jacket still in hand, he turned around to properly addressed the other. “Ah, did you lose someone?” He raked through his memory, keeping in mind the description the other just gave him, and hummed as he nodded. “I think I recalled someone like that, but that description is pretty vague so I might have gotten the wrong person. I can show you the general direction he went in as well, but he might not be there anymore… It was a while ago.”

With how crowded the market was, it comes as no surprise that more than one person would be missing their friends or family.

The sudden loss of Bambam reminds Dongyoon of how he lost the kid he babysitted at a halloween event a while ago, back then when he asked for help, he got help from a not so nice teenager who pretended to be way older than they were. The memory makes Dongyoon laugh loudly, but he soon enough stops as he feels stares on him, usually he wouldn't mind it, but for some reason he does today.

Dongyoon kept quiet for a little while, now that he thought more about, his description was pretty bad. If he looked around him he would be able to see at least five people who fitted the simple description he had given. Dongyoon sighed at himself, he was never the smartest. “Ah well I don’t know if there’s much else I can say about him… he’s very handsome, he kind of looks like an idol” handsome, that was definitely something Dongyoon’s boyfriend was.