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» a moment of silence.
( » @mgsonam )
jaehwan is not much of a keeper when it comes to secrets. in fact, he’s the epitome of an open book. even if something is meant to remain discreet, sooner or later he will end up accidentally spilling the beans, tea or anything else that can be spilled at some point. yet there’s this one and only thing that is protected like the biggest treasure, the most precious gem which cannot be touched nor discovered by any being.
making music, it is. with the habit of laughing everything off as though nothing actually bothered him, he’s not the best when it comes to taking in the critique. no matter how lighthearted and careless he might’ve ever seemed, a wrong word can pierce him like a needle.
sonam knocked on his door quite unexpectedly, but fortunately the apartment wasn’t left in a state of the most genuine battlefield — in comparison to what it happened to look like at times, now it was inches away from perfection. as he got up from the couch to let his friend in, jaehwan only managed to close his laptop on which he was giving some finishing touches to a new piece.
roaming around the place to bring the two of them some tea and a snack, upon turning around on his heel he realized that not everything was so tidied up. rapidly putting the cups down, he stormed across the room and grabbed onto the notebook held by sonam’s hands before confiscating this paper chamber of secrets, which were his lyrics gracing the pages. so he only swallowed nervously, hardly coming across a life-saving excuse.
Your roommate is hotter.
Upon his arrival, Stella stood up, hands on her hips. “Do you know that it’s rude to make a woman wait?” She attempted to appear cross, brows furrowing while her lips tugged into a straight line. Stella had been waiting for Jaehwan at the restaurant for over an hour now. Even then, the girl was not too upset, in actual fact. The waiting time was spent wisely by exchanging messages with a certain someone. She did not notice the time until he came over.
“You’re lucky that I missed you,” she chided, squinting her eyes at him. It was rather embarrassing for her to admit that, he would probably use this against her or as blackmail later on but it was true, nonetheless. She could not recall their previous meeting. Perhaps, it had been months ever since. Somehow, she had missed all his teasing, childish as they were. The months without him were quieter if she could say so. “But since you’re so late… I guess the feeling is not mutual.”
anyone who knew jaehwan happened to get into a face-to-face contact with his lateness. not like he wasn’t organized, though — sometimes he even wrote down the dates, so he wouldn’t miss out on anything. yet his distracted mind always took over. In fact, he had been anticipating meeting stella for a long while now, especially since they hadn’t seen each other for a few months or so, but the excitement blinded him to the time shown by the clock hung up on the wall.
he stormed into the restaurant as if he was chased by a serial killer and needed a shelter. with lost eyes looking around the place, he couldn’t leave her intense red hair unnoticed. the so familiar grin crawled up his lips as he approached the table she had been sitting by. “it’s not my fault, really!” jaehwan chuckled lightly and put a hand over his heart to empathize his sincerity. “jiyong hyung just spends too much time in the bathroom...”
( » ooc )
hello, everyone! i’m back from the hiatus and i hope to get back on this track as soon as possible!
i’m getting to im messages now but please hit me in the face up if i abandoned you (since i have this horrible tendency for kay imma reply later) ;v;
also, with this being said, i’m in need of more plots so please like this post and i’ll get to you!
I need to know his smell. For science!
you’re a one crazy scientist then. why won’t you go smell ji hyung yourself?
» sneak peek. [ past ]
( » @bellexmg )
although he wasn’t able tell the difference between daisies and carnations, and the intensifying smell of all those manifold scents overlapping each other sometimes gave him a solid headache, he never minded helping his parents around the shop, without asking for a single penny in return. he couldn’t imagine his future there, though. not due to flowers not managing to get the littlest piece of his interest — because he could force himself to learn those types and names by heart — but like every young person he wished for self-reliance and settling down instead of forever having parents for supervisors.
jaehwan took the last box out of the delivery van and soon rested his sore palms on his hips whilst giving the new roses a brief glance — in fact, those were the only ones he could recognize, probably thanks to their popularity. his father flashed a genuine smile at him, the one that was so characteristic to his son as well. the man gave him a gentle pat on the back and told him to finally grab something to eat and drink.
entering the air-conditioned shop with a small drip of sweat rolling down his forehead, he stretched his arm out for a bottle of sparkling water, which was nearly a blessing. taking a sip, a familiar figure sitting on the floor fell into his sight and an almost inaudible sound of a pencil meeting a sheet of paper. taking a slight step towards the girl, he leaned in and squinted his eyes to have a better view of the thing she was sketching.
DO YOU LOVE BAE JIYONG and if so how much?? :333
love has a really extensive meaning... but he’s pretty tolerable as long as he doesn’t empty the fridge.
( ... )
“Well is serves him right!” She screams at the nightclub, smiling at Jaehwan, her friend, while trying to remove dead skin from under her nails. “Jae you know, your pal there is - the big, big guy - he is kinda rude. He- you know, I was just dancing there.”
if not the fact that he has to stand still and deal with each party animal wanting to barge into new city sound, this night could be quite enjoyable — oh, and if he actually decided to grab a jacket instead of going out in his ‘business’ t-shirt, which only resulted in unpleasant chills being sent down his spine once in a while.
of course, there are always those less and more problematic visitors. jaehwan is already familiar with majority of the faces frequenting the club. and some of them are welcomed with the brightest of grins meanwhile the rest is gifted just with a deadly glare that’s actually supposed to dispirit them from coming there ever again. but it will probably take him ages to master the art of maintaining the perfect impression of a tenacious bouncer. now, only his broad shoulders and muscled chest manages to fool people into thinking that he’s a hell of a tough guy.
glancing over the line briefly to calculate its length superficially, he folds his hands together and bears up with yet another puff of wind. in front of him there’s a guy whose look borders on forced flamboyance. his sunglasses are so polished up that they sparkle more than the stars spread across the dark skyline above their heads and the velvet suit possibly costed him much more than jaehwan’s rent. he nods at him firmly, moving out of the way to let him enter.
and this action continued for following couple of minutes. an exhausting routine. sometimes he was too tired to even check whether a person seemed decent enough to go in and not cause any unnecessary trouble. when he was convinced that this night won’t be anything special, then everything changed with his co-worker appearing behind his back — evidently, with a delinquent.
it takes him a few seconds to recognize aecha in the female brought by the security guard. furrowing his eyebrows in slight confusion, the corners of his mouth twitched as if he’s to say something — a word of explanation or excuse for his clearly not-so-sober friend — yet the male walked away, leaving good luck echoing in his head mercilessly.
“are you sure you were just dancing? he doesn’t get that mad often...” not to let her trip over her own feet, jaehwan wraps his arm around her and leans in to gaze into her absent eyes. “come on, be honest.”
"friggity frack"
asking for all is savage but i AM SAVAGE
» text meme ( accepting )
✆ for a morning text
sms » lil shortie aye hello :^ )sms » lil shortie pls bring me some coffee real quicksms » lil shortie luv ya
UR SHOULDERS ARE BROADER THAN MY DREAMS WHAT A GIRL GOTTA DO TO SIT ON THAT FACE
oh, my shoulders and face are really not so demanding.
dumb question: why are you so tall?
it’s not me being so tall, it’s just you being so short.
( ... )
“i’m sorry, i probably look so rude.” she wipes the corner of her eye and pats the chair beside her, offers him an invitation to join her. “i just… does that ever work?”
there was always this subtle tinge, that made coffee taste better when jaehwan wasn’t the one to make it. switching on a kettle and finding a clean mug is no philosophy, but with way too many distractions around he rarely manages to enjoy the pleasant heat coat his tongue, gracing his each taste bud with familiar bitterness and then a hint of milkiness.
his long fingers loosely embracing the cup he emptied in mere seconds, eyes unblinkingly gazing ahead as if he’s in a mood more pensive than ever and only a pair of nerdy glasses could be a cherry on top to this image. even if he does get lost in his thoughts, they rarely go beyond food. now, it’s just the very few hours of sleep exposing its results.
with the blank expression constantly washing over his face, he sits idly all alone by a table settled in the corner until he realizes his lifeless posture — thanks to the caffeine eventually kicking in and a truly angelic stranger finally falling into his sight.
as though given a sudden shot of energy, jaehwan perks up to soon walk up to the female with honey brown hair, who is obviously absorbed by something of greater importance than a random guy appearing out of no where. the characteristic frisky smile of his is already spread across his lips and he slowly reaches out his hand to tap her shoulder gently and grab her attention as well.
“guess what i’m wearing?” the corners of his mouth go upwards and form a wider grin. “the smile you gave me,” he adds in an evidently flirtatious manner. and her laughter is not only music to his ears but also a relief.
“where words fail,” immediately taking seat on the offered chair, he quirks an eyebrow playfully. “then, there goes my unfailing charm.”
Fries or popcorn?
it’s like choosing between coke and pepsi, so— fries, obviously.
bi????? curious????? ?? ? ? hmm,??????
did curiosity ever killed the cat? that’s a real question.
honesty hour! reblog this if you’ll answer any ask you receive, no matter how personal or saucy. this is open to anyone from june 9th and june 11th, so please refrain from circulating this after that.