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chngalex:

He drank down the last of his beer, standing up as he put the glass down on the table. He looked at his friend with a smug grin before confidently walking over to another table, approaching the stranger sitting there. “Excuse me” he gave the stranger a charming smile as he captured the attention “nice to meet you, I’m Alex. Mind if I take a seat?” Since he didn’t hear a protest he took a seat at the table, all his attention still on the person in front of him. “You see I was sitting over there with my friend” he nods towards the table he just came from “and my friend over there likes you but is too much of a pussy to come over here and tell you that themselves” he flashed them another charming smile. “So what’s your name?”

           HE WAS BORED out of his mind, fingertips tapping rhythmically on the surface of the cold glass full of soda in front of him, he didn’t drink, not anymore but he liked the atmosphere of that place so it was worth the barman’s judgmental look. wenhan was so focused on that glass that he almost didn’t notice the voice of the person that was apparently talking to him, diverting his gaze from his main source of ‘entertainment’ he focused on the stranger ( that had very familiar features ). It didn’t take long to recognize who the other was, he didn’t know him personally but he seemed to be everywhere wen was, it was starting to get a bit weird “ are you stalking me now ?? ” he couldn’t hold himself back from asking, completely ignoring what the other had said.

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acxisms:

    there was plenty to be sorry for, but ace kept himself quiet, merely nodding at wenhan’s words. the boy had always had an act for changing the atmosphere without notice — but it seemed that he had done it in a negative way this time around. hearing the other call him by a name he scarcely went by besides with family caused something else to stir in his stomach —- and it left him wanting to apologize to the elder even further. ‘ i’m not giving you any look, ’ he insisted, though his words clearly untrue as he failed to tear his eyes from the other. clearly another subject change was in order. ‘ let’s just go get some food, i’m hungry. ’

           HE RAISED an eyebrow at the other’s attempt of denying the obvious, ace sometimes was like an open book, or maybe it was him who was a bit too observant about the slight changes in mood of everyone around him ( he didn’t know exactly ). he opened his mouth ready to retort but there was something in the look on the younger’s face that convinced him to stop himself from saying something, the other looked upset over something so trivial, he really didn’t do anything that he had to apologize for or even feeling g u i l t y for. wen nodded at his suggestion, “ fine, it’s on me ” he stated, almost as a way of redeeming himself, even if he wasn’t even sure for what ; being a bit too harsh with his words ? probably. upsetting ace ? most definitely.

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tvehyun:

            mumbling ‘brat’ again under his own breath as he hung up the phone, taehyun waited for the other to send him the address and was calling him again when it took him longer to get to what he expected — maybe the other would get lost again and was left without signal, that would be very bad to someone who knows so little the city as wenhan. but it did not take much longer for the address to come in his messages and it only took him a few seconds to map his route mentally, fortunately having taken a bus that would do the route he wanted. as soon as he got to the neighborhood, all that the older male could do was question himself how the other had gotten in that place; but he wouldn’t confess to him that he had stopped to ask once or twice where that coffee was ( taehyun preferred to keep as his current title ). ‘ wenhan-ah, ’ he sighed deeply the moment he found the other inside the coffee, confusion in his features. ‘ can you p l e a s e tell me where you were trying to go ?? ’

           AS SOON AS he heard the familiar voice of the other wenhan raised his gaze from his fingers that were i m p a t i e n t l y tapping on the surface of the table ( one of his many habits that others defined ‘annoying’  ). “ I just wanted to go to yeouido park.. ” he revealed while getting up from his seat, he absolutely couldn’t wait to leave that damn place, he had been there enough “ is it far from here ?? ” he asked expectantly. wen didn’t want that little detour to ruin his day, he had been wanting to go to that place for ages but never got the chance to, it wasn’t a matter of life and death but he usually didn’t have much time do make trips ( too busy with work, too tired and so on ) so a free day like that one was a rare occurrence. 

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tvehyun:

              ‘ stop being a brat, ’ a roll of his eyes later and taehyun was laughing to himself as the other describe the place he was. ‘ thank you, genius… you just described the WHOLE seoul, ’ he bite back, taking the bus as soon as it stopped and giving the money to the driver. he didn’t know if it would take too long to get to wenhan and hoped the other had not gotten into any place far away. taehyun could remember the beginning of it, when the other used him more often as a help. he really used to go places that if you weren’t a seoul dweller, you would h a r d l y find this for yourself. by wenhan’s luck, tae didn’t mind to help him out of these situations. ‘ try to be a little more useful to your hyung and go to that coffee and ask where you are, then I’ll get you. you can text me the address, or are you still afraid of your stone… thing that you needs a babysitter on the phone ?? ’

           “ I’m way ahead of you ” he lied, he didn’t even remember the way to the coffee, but he started walking hoping that luck was on his side and would allow him to find that place. “ bye. ” he blatantly rolled his eyes glad that the other couldn’t see him and ended the call without even replying to his question, it probably was a bit rude. looking around he took a street that seemed vaguely familiar only to find himself with a dead end a few moments later. sighing he turned back and took the opposite one that was apparently also the right one since that weird statue stood a few meters from him looking creepier than ever, the dead silence in his surroundings certainly didn’t help. “ why is everything so quiet ” he muttered as he kept walking down the road, luckily a few minutes later the coffee was finally in sight. wenhan entered the shop and asked the cashier for the address quickly typing it into his phone and sending it to taehyun, after doing that he took a seat and ordered a coffee, he just had to wait.

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stardusthqs:

✧*. —- IT’S NOT LIKE MINJAE DOESN’T see the ways in which the models act toward each other ; he isn’t blind to how they’re at each other’s throats nearly every second of the day. yet, when it comes to their interactions with wenhan ( someone minjae’s worked with for a while now ! ) the other models seem different – more HOSTILE ? they talk about him, openly slandering him, uncaring of the fact that he’s often in the same room ! it’s become such a common occurrence that minjae swears he knows what’s going to be said before it’s even uttered aloud. irritation grows as the voices of those nearby rise in volume. he knows he can’t snap, it’ll cost him his job, but he shoots d a g g e r s at the models nearby, praying they’ll get the message. “ we’re almost done. ” it’s said absentmindedly, almost in passing as minjae looks wen over, measuring tape now draped over his own shoulders, hanging loosely at his neck. “ i just need to make one more adjustment … it’s too big near the waist. i can measure you now, sew it tonight, and we can have one final fitting tomorrow if you like ? we’ve already been at it for a while now, you must be tired ? ” he’s nice to wenhan, figures that the gesture might help counteract the overall negativity from everyone else – that and he’s grown to like the other. he thinks they’re deserving of more ; that they should be treated with higher RESPECT. 

           WENHAN NOTICED the way minjae looked, or to be more accurate glared at the other models, he wasn’t sure if he did it because they were being noisy or because of what they were saying but he thanked him mentally nonetheless, at least someone was sane enough in that room ( not that he had doubts about the other in the first place ). apparently his action also worked because the two stopped talking and a peaceful quietness was restored in the room, thank god he thought, one more second and he would’ve done something, he was really bad at keeping his cool. since the day of the accident he was on his own, no one stood up for him ( not that he really needed it, but sometimes it felt nice ) so that small action and minjae’s niceness after that somehow calmed him. wenhan nodded at his offer, he wasn’t that tired but the elder had been working as much as him, maybe even more, so ending early would certainly benefit them both  “ of course, you also must be tired hyung. ” 

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tvehyun:

             one of the WORST feelings that taehyun swears he could pass on is when he has to say goodbye to a family. either for his own reasons or because they no longer need his services; at that point, he didn’t even care about the money. there wasn’t one of the children he cared for who was no longer fond of him and the affection was mutual, so disconnecting that bond seemed so difficult to the dark-haired boy.yet he left the choi’s house with a sense of d u t y fulfilled. he was heading for the bus stop when he heard the ringing of his phone, not long to answer the call and the voice on the other side made him chuckle in a soft manner — that was exactly what he needed at the moment. ‘ wenhan-ah. are you lost AGAIN ?? ’ not that this was the only reason they had to talk to each other, but he could tell that by the thread of almost desperate tone that bathed the other’s voice. ‘ where are you ?? ’

           HE DIDN’T LIKE to admit it but what was the point of even keeping up the ‘I’m not lost’ facade ? “..yes ” wenhan mumbled after a few seconds of silence, probably not loud enough that the other could grasp what he said “ that’s kind of the point of this, don’t you think ? if I knew where I was would I be calling for help ? ” he remarked and then looked around trying to find a place that taehyun could know. “ there’s a street, and buildings, lot of buildings, they’re grey if that helps ” he joked knowing it was quite useless “ but I saw a coffee shop while I was coming here and this weird stone.. ” he paused for a second to find the correct words in korean but giving up almost immediately “ ..thing, it was creepy. ”

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acxisms:

       although wenhan had replied with not at all, something in his averted gaze said otherwise to the younger boy — if his assumption was correct; they were in the same boat. he didn’t know if there could be anything he missed more than home. ‘ it’s okay to be homesick, you know, ’ mumbled ace, though loud enough that he was sure the elder could hear him. ‘ i don’t mind speaking only chinese if it’s for a good reason — especially one like that. ’ he knew there were more than a few times he wished he had been able to speak his first language with people he had come to care for in korea, and the reminder suddenly filled him with guilt — ‘ i’m sorry. ’

          HE DIDN’T LIKE the sudden change of atmosphere and ace’s clear change of expression, wenhan was quite sure that the other missed home as much as he did and that unexpected subject reminded him of it, of his family. it was true, wenhan did miss home, a lot, even if the main reason he wasn’t there in that moment was himself, his fear and a bit of his pride, he didn’t want to go back and meet his parents, that would’ve made everything real. “ there’s nothing you should be sorry for, ” he shook his head as if to reinforce his words “ so don’t give me that guilty look, jieming. ”

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           SOMETIMES THEY WERE HARD TO IGNORE, the constant voices talking ‘behind his back’. wenhan side-eyed his two co-workers a few meters away from him, apparently they didn’t really know what minding their own damn business ( or even just discretion ) was, he could swear the whole staff in that small fitting room heard them talking shit about him. his expression probably showed his annoyance as his gaze focused back in front of him where minjae, the fashion designer, was meticulously fixing his jacket, one that was most definitely worth wen’s entire existence.

↳ @stardusthqs

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          HE LOOKED AROUND, confusion on his face, wenhan didn’t know where he was or how he got there but that definitely wasn’t the place he wanted to visit. tall grey buildings surrounded him with no signs of the cherry blossom he really wanted to see ( or even just nature ), it was hard to believe that yeouido park was even close to where he was. the boy was standing in the middle of the street like an idiot, there wasn’t a soul in sight, he had tried to find his way back but he didn’t pay attention to where he was going in the beginning so it was quite useless. sighing he took out his phone from his pocket, fingers searching for the person that always saved his sorry ass during these not so rare occasions and pressing ‘call’. the phone rang for a few seconds before a familiar voice answered “ taehyun-ah ” he exclaimed “ it’s been a long time, huh ? would you like to meet up ? like, right now ? ” wenhan tried to sound as casual as possible, but he had the feeling the other could tell straight away that he was just lost.

↳ @tvehyun

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           IT WAS MUCH MORE DIFFICULT than he thought, teaching piano in another language, what even went through his mind when he made that decision ? sighing he focused on the boy that was waiting patiently for him to start the lesson, wenhan just needed to find the words, he couldn’t really use google translate, could he ?  “ okay so..last time we went over the correct position and..”  he paused for a moment trying to remember the correct word in korean, he did know it, he didn’t practice a lot before every lesson for nothing after all  “..pressure, yes, pressure of your fingers on the keys but this is not something you can achieve in a lesson, just overtime with practice,”  as he said that he grabbed the music sheet he had prepared before and placed it on the stand of the black piano in his living room. “ I think we can start with the fun part now, just remember what I taught you last time. ”

↳ @vnki

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acxisms:

      it was somewhat of a change of pace for the two boys, as more often than not it had been ace to annoying wenhan; rarely the other way around. ‘ you’re just making excuses for something, ’ the dancer pondered, and his brows drew together the moment he had said it. ‘ is it because you miss it over there ? or is it because you know you can say things i won’t fully understand ? ’ he questioned, curiosity coloring his features. ‘ or is it just because you’re wanting to be mean. ’ grumbled the boy in chinese, and his lips pursed into a pout just in time for wenhan to flick him on the forehead. ‘ yah, hyung ! you’re being absolutely unfair ! ’

           HE WAS MILDLY SURPRISED by how much ace actually knew him, wenhan slightly averted his gaze at his correct assumption and replied with his most nonchalant tone “ not at all ” but he was a bad liar ( a very bad one ) and the other probably knew that he wasn’t telling the truth just by his expression, the one of a kid that was caught with a hand in the cookie jar. “ yah what ? who do you think you’re talking to ? ” he tried to change the subject, he didn’t really care about how the younger spoke to him, it was just a distraction.

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acxisms:

‘ ah, you’re unbelievable, ’ ace whined, features contorting into a rather unattractive state. although it was awfully rare for ace to be so openly annoyed with another, he and wenhan had almost always been comfortable enough around each other that the younger didn’t feel too guilty when he knew that he was acting like a child; because really ! shouldn’t have the elder listened to him ? well, it was possible that ace hadn’t been completely in the right. ‘ you’re too stubborn to actually lose the ability to speak fluent chinese. ’ ace shook his head, trying to avoid a smile that threatened to stretch across his lips. ‘ and who said you were the leader of korean practice ? that’s just unfair. ’

           HE SOMEHOW ENJOYED the look of pure annoyance on the other’s face, it served him right for all the other times wenhan was the one being annoyed. “ you never know, one should always be careful, it would be a disgrace ”  he replied, but the truth was that even after a year and a half wen still felt like an idiot while speaking korean and he knew the other was at least ten times better at it than he was ( but he was never going to admit that out loud ). “ me, because I’m older, it’s very fair actually ” he declared before lightly flicking ace’s forehead. 

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chceminji:

if minji had had a lot of guilt watching her soccer ball go flying into someone, most of disappeared when she got close to the person and realized who it was. there wasn’t anything specific that made her dislike wenhan, the two just absolutely clashed.  for a minute she considered running after the ball, considering it more important than the asshole in front of her, but her pride wouldn’t let her. “oh yeah, cause that totally fucking makes sense. i give you a bruise that lasts what? like two days, and to be fair i have to buy a new soccer ball.” okay, that wasn’t true, she had plenty of extras, but it was the principle. the two just didn’t add up. “but i guess you just make decisions based off of what makes you the biggest dick. i mean that’s what you have to do when you have no other stand out personality traits after all.”

           HE LISTENED to her angry words with slight amusement  “ well, no one is stopping you from running after it, so I don’t see the problem ”  wenhan pointed out the obvious while shrugging his shoulders, it’s not like he threw it to the other side of seoul, hell he would’ve done it if it was possible, he was quite sure that minji’s reaction would’ve been priceless if something like that actually happened. “ ouch, you really hurt my feelings there ” his words laced with irony, this time he couldn’t hold back and rolled his eyes. 

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sxmis:

          HE KNEW HOW SHE WORKED — most of her adventures were shots in the dark, acts of last minute thoughts that somehow tended to end up successful anyway. it helped to have good company of course, and somi didn’t even think twice when she linked her arm through his. «this way,» she exclaimed happily at the bus approaching them, though she had no clue where it led. still, she just smiled at her COMPANY. «you trust me, right?»

           HE HAD A STRONG FEELING she didn’t know their destination, he knew her and he also knew when she was about to drag him into one of her crazy adventures, he could tell right away by the glint in her eyes. “ I only trust myself ” he replied, and it was true, but he somehow had a little trust in somi too or he wouldn’t have followed her around blindly in the past ( and even in that moment ). sighing lightly he closed the umbrella when the bus stopped in front of them and the doors opened, letting a few drops fall on them for a brief moment, not knowing what to expect from the next few hours.

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acxisms:

‘ WHAT, exactly, do i have to offer you for you to answer me in korean ? ’ although it had taken quite some time, the younger was getting worked up; annoyed with the fact that the elder male seemed unwilling to respond to him in any language that wasn’t chinese. ‘ money, food, hugs.. ’ he began a list then sighed ( surely dramatics were kicking in now ). ‘ you said we should practice together so why can’t we practice ? ’ // @ftwenhan

          HE REFUSED TO LISTEN and kept doing what was clearly annoying ace, “ i’m not one to be bribed by such things ” he replied, in chinese, completely abhorring the idea of speaking a word of korean with the other, unless necessary. “ I already speak it so much that I feel like I might even forget my native language, ” he complained to the younger “ and this isn’t practice time, I decide when it is ” wen continued, solemnly nodding at his own words.