young and menace

jung sejun. 18. high school student at hwaryung academic institute & aspiring filmmaker. i'm still searching for my galaxy

[hrsejun-blog]

💔

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💔 = Has your muse ever been heartbroken? If so, explain what happened.

No, he hasn’t. Between feeling guilty over his own sexuality and not being out to most of the people in his life, he hasn’t had any sort of romantic experience, and if any romantic feelings have ever been present, he’s never acted on them. 

[hrdabin-blog]

; Once Again

          ╰☆╮ IT’S A QUIET food stall tucked away from the main streets. Which is exactly why Dabin likes the place because he can wear a scarf to hide half his face. He can sip his hot chocolate in the corner and nobody would bother him. Nobody would care because they’re here only to do what they need to do and they only focus on themselves.

Now in any other situation that would be a bad thing. He’s seen enough of those articles about humans are becoming less sociable. They’re focusing on their electronics more instead of saying hello. His manager had even sent him a few articles but it was courageous of them to assume Dabin cared about any of that.

Except today might be a little bit different. Out of the corner of his eyes while he’s taking another sip, Dabin notices a familiar face. It’s a face he had once seen often and then less and less when he got busy. But still it’s a face he remembers and a face Dabin must admit hasn’t changed that much. But even though he can remember the face, the name takes another moment to recall. Se-sehun? No. Sejun. That was the boy’s name.

Leaving his table he walks over to where the boy sits and knocks on his table. ❝ Hey. You’re Sejun right? ❞

@hrsejun

[hrsejun-blog]

Having recently graduated high school, Sejun finds himself with a lot more time on his hands. In the few weeks he has before his first year of university begins, he’s been spending his time both getting videos done for his YouTube channel, as well as working on film scripts. While he’s not majoring in scriptwriting, he still figures it’s something he can work on, as it’s the area within film he finds himself lacking the most in.

Working from home gets boring. Uninspiring, even; he knows every nook and cranny of that house, having lived there his entire life. There’s nothing new there to get inspired by. Which is why he’s been spending his time writing outside, sitting in various places across Hwaryung. 

He’s about to give up when his table is approached. He hasn’t gotten far that day, his brain seeming to have taken a break. Which can happen to anyone, he supposes, but that doesn’t make it less annoying. At the knock on the table, he immediately raises his head to identify the source of the knocking, welcoming any distraction.

“Hi,” he replies quietly, as his mouth slightly drops open in surprise. The person in front of him is familiar, though it’s a face he hasn’t seen in years. It only takes a moment for him to pull himself together, forcing his mouth shut. “Hi, yeah, I’m Sejun.” His voice is back at its usual loudness now. “Dabin, right? Piano guy?” he guesses. “Please, sit down. Let’s catch up,” he suggests, gesturing towards the chair across the table.

[hrsejun-blog]

🌷

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🌷 = Is your muse likely to be the one to make the first move, or would they wait for the other to make a move first?

Depends on the situation, but for the most part, he’ll wait for the other to make the first move. However, if he’s in a situation where he’s very certain the other feels the same but they’re both too scared to do anything about it, he might take one for the team.

[hrsejun-blog]

🌹 = How would your muse react to romantic gestures, expected or not?

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🌹 = How would your muse react to romantic gestures, expected or not?

He’s likely to be flustered, whether it’s expected or not. If unexpected, there’s a guarantee he’ll be a blushing, stuttering mess. 

[hrsejun-blog]

❤️ = Does your muse focus on one person, or do they like to go and date as many people as possible?

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❤️ = Does your muse focus on one person, or do they like to go and date as many people as possible?

While Sejun has yet to date anyone, he can’t imagine himself ever being anything but devoted to one person and one person only.

[hrsejun-blog]

♡

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♡ = Is there any kind of person your muse will never date?

Being an asshole is a definite no. Sejun could never be with someone who doesn’t agree with most of his views, and showing everyone kindness is one of the things he believes in the most.

[hrsejun-blog]

😘 = Does your muse like to flirt? Do they like to be flirted with?

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😘 = Does your muse like to flirt? Do they like to be flirted with?

Given the guilt Sejun still feels about his sexuality, flirting isn’t something he’s ever dabbled with. He imagines he’d feel too awkward about it if he did try to flirt with someone, which is out of character for someone who’s usually never awkward about anything. As for being flirted with, it is flattering, but also something that will make him blush deeply.

[hrsejun-blog]

💜

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💜 = Does your muse date others based on appearance or personality, or both?

Personality is definitely his first priority, though he would be lying if he said he doesn’t prefer if a guy is hot.

[hrsejun-blog]

💵

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💵 = Is money an important factor to consider when dating? Does your muse prefer rich partners?

Absolutely not. Money is something Sejun has enough of as it is, making the financial status of a potential partner the last thing on his mind.

[hrhall]

VALENTINE HEADCANONS

💔 = Has your muse ever been heartbroken? If so, explain what happened.

🌹 = How would your muse react to romantic gestures, expected or not?

🌷 = Is your muse likely to be the one to make the first move, or would they wait for the other to make a move first?

🎁 = Does your muse become flattered to receive gifts?

😍 = Does your muse have any crushes? If so, who are they?

😘 = Does your muse like to flirt? Do they like to be flirted with?

❤️ = Does your muse focus on one person, or do they like to go and date as many people as possible?

💛 = In what ways does your muse express their love to their partner?

💚 = Does your muse get jealous easy?

💙 = Does your muse prefer a night out or a night in?

💜 = Does your muse date others based on their appearance or personality, or both?

♡ = Is there any kind of person that your muse will never date?

💞 = Does your muse believe in soulmates?

💘 = Does your muse believe in astrology signs? If so, what sign are they most compatible with? And is this important when considering a date?

💗 = Would your muse prefer a large, public proposal, or do they prefer a small, private one?

💵 = Is money an important factor to consider when dating? Does your muse prefer rich partners?

💎 = What kind of gemstone would your muse prefer on their engagement or wedding ring?

💍 = Big or small wedding?

💅🏻 = Does your muse always try to look their best around their partner, or are they comfortable wearing anything around them?

[hrsejun-blog]

hrxseungwoo‌:

odds and ends ; ft. @hrsejun !

the first time seungwoo had met sejun was one he’d never forget. a single glance at the items splayed upon the counter brought about countless of questions in seungwoo’s head. what could a high schooler possibly be up to with all of these things? as a mirae department store clerk, though, seungwoo was taught not to question customers. the customer is always right, so the motto went. and so he’d refrained from it, right until around the fourth time sejun had come around. in his arms, and then onto the counter, were even more random items that seem to have no connection between them whatsoever. seungwoo had let curiosity get the best of him, which was just as well, because it’d led to the friendship he’d maintained with sejun to this day.

today marks a milestone in sejun’s asmr youtuber career, and possibly seungwoo’s as well. the food spread out in front of them is bountiful, the aroma pricking seungwoo’s nostrils and making him impatient to start eating. he waits, though, for sejun to finish setting up his filming equipments before touching any of the food. seungwoo sits, cross-legged, consciously holding himself back from reaching out to grab one of the fried chicken pieces on the table.

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From the beginning, Sejun’s channel had been focused on simple triggers. For years, he had been doing videos with tapping and scratching on various items, with the occasional video featuring other things. Slime tends to be a favorite, he’d noticed. It has gained him a moderate following — people seems to enjoy what he’s doing. However, lately he’s been wanting more variety in his content. More specifically, he’s been considering ASMR mukbangs, something that seems to be of rising popularity today. 

And that’s where Seungwoo comes in. Their friendship had started out in an unexpected way, with the older being a store clerk at the store Sejun had gone to when starting out his channel. The seemingly random collection of items such as different types of bottles, leather and wooden items had eventually made the clerk start asking questions. In a panicked state of embarrassment, Sejun hadn’t known what to do other than to tell the truth. 

Unexpectedly, that had been the beginning of a friendship. Being the only one who knew about his YouTube endeavors, Seungwoo has been there with him as his channel has grown over the past few years. And now that the older had launched his own channel, Sejun felt like the least he could do was to help promote it. What better way to do that than by including his friend in his first ever mukbang? 

“No, not really,” he tells his friend as he finishes setting up the equipment. The room is filled with the scent of fried chicken, and Sejun can feel himself growing hungrier by the second. “I mean, maybe a little bit,” he admits, turning his attention back on Seungwoo. “But I’m not nervous about this video. I mean, I’ll just be whispering. I doubt anyone will recognize who I am from that. It’s not like they’ll see any more of my face than they already have.” He shrugs. “It’s more the fact that I’ll be promoting you, and I’ve been in videos on your channel. People might make the connection.” 

His gaze moves over the table in front of them, lingering at the food. That chicken looks really crispy, it’s distracting. Shaking his head to get his mind off it, he goes over the equipment again, checking that the mics are all in working order, as well as making sure not too much of their faces is shown in the viewfinder. Thankfully there’s not too much of a height difference between them, making the set up easier. 

“I don’t know if anyone I know actually watch my channel, though. And when I think about it, I don’t even know why I’m so insistent on keeping it a secret from most people. I mean, there are weirder hobbies. I’m just scared of judgement, I guess.” It’s not something he’d admit to just anyone, but fearing judgement is something he struggles with in multiple areas. “Anyway, I think everything’s ready for us to start, if you’re ready.” 

[hrsejun-blog]

hrkarin‌:

「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 …okay maybe you got me there 「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 damn it now i feel a tiny bit bad unu 「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 i’ll come for the food then! 「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 …and maybe you 「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 see you in a few minutes? unless you need more time for some reason

[ imessage 📲 how about no ] i would say don’t feel bad but looks like it’s working so continue feeling bad [ imessage 📲 how about no ] i’m kidding... slightly... but yes please come over [ imessage 📲 how about no ] wtf would i need more time for [ imessage 📲 how about no ] i was literally just begging you to come over i’m more than ready

[hrsejun-blog]

hrdaehyun‌:

It’s been a relatively quiet evening at work and Daehyun has been enjoying it. Sure he likes it when the place is packed with people and he doesn’t have a second to breathe because he has too many orders to prepare, those nights are always fun and he wouldn’t give them up for anything, but he also likes it when it’s just music playing and people coming over to sit at tables (or the bar) to talk and dance if it struck their fancy. It leaves him with enough time to chat with the regulars while he makes sure that everything is well stocked behind the bar.

He’s cutting limes and laughing at a joke a customer just told him when he notices someone sitting at the very end of the bar. “Excuse me gentlemen,” he tells them with a grin, placing the small knife down on the chopping board and wiping his hands on the small towel he keeps at the waist of his apron before walking over to the end of the bar. He’s sure that the customer must have chosen this spot, hoping not to be seen, but Daehyun has been working here for a while now and he’s made it his mission to always notice everyone that’s coming to the bar, if only just to help him offer the best customer service he possibly can.

As he comes closer, he realises that he’s seen this face before. He rakes his brain, trying to remember where because between university, all the party he attends, his job and all the friends of his roommates visiting the house, that is a lot of face to go through. But then it hits him. He’s seen this guy hang out with one of his roommates before. He smiles softly as he finally comes to an halt in front of the other boy, ready to ask him what he would like to drink, but he doesn’t have the time to formulate anything before words are spilling from the other boy’s mouth.

His smile transforms into an amused one, he can’t help it, and he lets out a soft chuckle, putting his hands on top of the bar and leaning closer. “Indeed, it seems to be quite past your bedtime,” he teases, because he knows the other isn’t much younger than him, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to pass by the bouncer at the door. “But since you are here, might as well make it so that you have a good time? What would you like to drink?” He hopes that his teasing will be enough to ease some of the tension he can see in the way the other is holding himself up.

Sejun lets himself relax slightly, some of the tension going out of his shoulders. There’s a weak smile given briefly at the older’s teasing, though his gaze still stays focused somewhere else, the embarrassment still clear on his face. He’s starting to feel stupid for having reacted the way he did. Daehyun working at this bar meant he was the last person who was about to judge him. 

Still, he can’t ease the sense of discomfort he’s feeling. Another person knows his secret now. Or, well, he hasn’t explicitly stated anything, but it’s fairly obvious why he’s there. Especially after the way he reacted to seeing a familiar face. Up until now, the only person he’s told is Junjae. Even that had been horrible. Even though they’re best friends, and Sejun knew there would be no judgement from the younger, actually telling him had been nerve-wracking, as the fear of being viewed differently had still been present. 

Apart from that, no one else knows. Not any of his friends, nor his family. It feels wrong, almost, for a mere stranger to be in the know. Because that’s what him and Daehyun essentially are — strangers. They don’t know each other as much as they know of one another. Though, maybe Daehyun knowing is exactly what he needs. The older is someone who barely knows him, has barely had enough exposure to the younger to form an opinion of him. Hopefully. Maybe with Daehyun there is no reason to fear being viewed differently. 

“I don’t know...” he answers quietly, finally daring to spare the older a glance. Truthfully, Sejun has never had alcohol before, save for a few sips of wine offered by his parents or older siblings. He doesn’t think that counts, though. “I don’t really drink. Is it lame to go to a bar and order a diet coke?” He lets out a chuckle, attempting to lighten his own mood. 

He surprises himself by continuing the conversation. “You’re probably wondering why some kid who barely looks legal and doesn’t even drink decides to go to a bar alone,” he says, lowering his head. His eyes are focused on his lap, where he’s absentmindedly picking on the skin around his nails. A bad habit he can’t seem to shake. “I’m not sure, either. Curiosity got the better of me, I guess.” 

[hrsejun-blog]

hrjunjae‌:

          EXCITEMENT THRUMS LIKE MULTIPLE DRUMS UPON HIS skin, keeping him warm even in the blanket of a winter night. he hops a bit at the doorsteps while waiting for his friend to reach the door. somewhere, sometimes and the boy does not even know when this happened, the two of them became inseparable. two peas in a pod.

           that may be an exaggeration in the long run of things but leaning on the other figuratively had become quite easy. for junjae he has always lived his life being the sun, the brighter one, the one with the flare but for the first time he’s met someone else who has had more of a penchant for the dramatics. he enjoys it.

❝ – hey! oh, that’s alright, completely alright, ❞ junjae’s mind does not fully pay attention to what is unfolding before him. suddenly coated with warmth he shivers from the change in temperature now all the more focused in making his way inside. ❝ – snack wise…we’ll make do with what we got and movie wise… ❞

           junjae drifts off, distracted once again from his thought. this time not by the warmth of the house but by the embrace of his friend. he easily returns it then once it’s over the boy plucks his thoughts from the clouds above him and bringing it down to string into sentences. 

❝ – i have some movies on my phone if you want to connect it to your tv? ❞

The older leads his friend into the living room, where he had finished setting out all the snacks he bought mere seconds before the younger’s arrival. The house around them is quiet, empty save for the two boys. Sejun’s parents are out of the house most of the time, both for work and social gatherings with other influential families. He doesn’t know what they’re doing tonight, but he must admit, he had stopped caring a while ago. His family’s social status had never been much of a concern for the boy. 

Despite being short on time, the table was filled with a bountiful assortment. He doesn’t think running out will be a problem. “I think we’re okay on the snack front,” he tells the younger, grinning. “You know nothing will stop me from going all out when it comes to food, Junnie. Oh, and I have food in the kitchen if you want anything of, you know...” There’s a pause as he glances at the table, filled with things that are nothing but bad for you. “Want anything of actual substance.” 

Sejun finds a seat on the couch, beginning to dig through the wide assortment of snacks he’d bought. Finally deciding on a packet of tteokbokki crackers, he leans back, ripping the bag open. He’s quick to stuff his face with them, the day filled with activities leaving him hungry. Forgetting to eat was easy when he has other things on his mind. 

“What movies do you have?” he asks, mouth full of food as he speaks.

[winren]

haechan for may (@hyuckiesgf)

[fmdjynxarchive]

movie night / sejun and siyoung

[hrsejun-blog]

hrsiyoung‌:

she wants to tell her daughter to be careful but the damage was already done. sohee wasn’t as little as she thought she was anymore, she could go launching herself like that. but it didn’t seem as sejun minded, so she just smiled at the two. “if you say so…” she sing-songed and shook her head a bit. he was ready because he hadn’t heard these movies almost every night. during the day, the afternoon, just all the time. “sohee go take your uncle to the living room, i’ll finished grabbing the snacks.” 

sohee didn’t give her a verbal response. instead she just smiled and pulled her uncle along. sejun should treasure the silent while it lasted. sohee could hold an entire conversation by herself she felt like it. and by the time siyoung made it into the kitchen, it sounded like she felt like it. her daughter’s voice was loud enough to carry into the kitchen. and it didn’t sound like sohee took  a moment to breath. just constant chattering about the two movies she picked, moana and frozen. not just movies but musicals. 

“he won’t have ears to listen by the time you stop chatter box.” siyoung’s words cut off her daughters who responded with a small but adorable pout. “the drinks are here, the candies are here and now we have the popcorn!” she lifted up the large red bowl in her hands. “and i even take toppers..! movie night can start now.” 

Sejun barely gets a chance to put away his jacket before his niece is pulling him along, bringing him with her to the living room. From the moment his sister disappears, Sohee is excitedly telling him about the movies she picked out. Unfortunately, it’s not Barbie, though at least she had picked out princess movies. Practically the same thing, at least to him. 

All he can do is listen, as his niece goes into detail about everything that happens in Frozen and Moana, even singing a few of the songs. At this point, both movies have become something Sejun is fairly familiar with, after hearing Sohee mention them countless times, as well as playing the songs. He doesn’t mind watching them again; he mostly enjoys these movie nights for the company, after all. Though he has to admit, the movies aren’t half-bad. 

At the sound of his sister entering the room, his head snaps up from where he’s sitting on the couch, Sohee next to him. “Hey, don’t listen to her,” he tells his niece following his sister’s words. “You know I always want to hear what you have to say.” He stretches a hand out, ruffling the girl’s hair. Their attention is soon pulled away from each other as the popcorn is presented to them, with the promise of toppings. “Sweet!” he exclaims. “Noona, did you get the cheddar topping? You know that’s my favorite.”

[hrsejun-blog]

hrkarin‌:

「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 the “last option” is hurt right now 「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 how are you going to fix my well-being? unu 「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 will you treat me to food? 「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 because then maybe….i’ll go… 「✉➝ the loser who keeps texting me」 i haven’t eaten all day 

[ imessage 📲 how about no ] i’m sorry noona but let’s not act like i’m not your last option as well [ imessage 📲 how about no ] it’s only fair you should be mine [ imessage 📲 how about no ] of course there will be food [ imessage 📲 how about no ] do you really think i would invite you over without offering you anything?  [ imessage 📲 how about no ] you know that’s not the kind of person i am