since i’ll finally be able to do replies, plotting & such tomorrow after my last uni deadline is submitted, feel free to like this for a starter and / or plotting message.
HAEWONNIE: only the first? wow i’m honored
HAEWONNIE: i suggest next time you try a little harder than a coffee shop
HAEWONNIE: but make sure to snap a pic before you leave. i doubt she’s cuter than me x
( txt : hanbin ) → the first and last hopefully
( txt : hanbin ) → if i took you to dinner instead you might have got the impression this was a date
( txt : hanbin ) → far cuter, you might have just done me a favour actually
( txt : hanbin ) → am i allowed the luxury of knowing why you ghosted me?
( txt : hanbin ) → congrats, u are now officially the first person to ever stand me up.
( txt : hanbin ) → i’ve wasted an hour of my life sitting in this pretentious coffee shop
( txt : hanbin ) → the barista’s pretty cute, tho. i’ll let u know if we hit it off
he’s rudely awoken by a dull noise of a body hitting the floor, eyes blurred with a concoction of sleep & substances that made the light that greets his eyes the moment they reluctantly open only the more jarring. the sheets that barely cover his frame seem to weigh down on him, the uncomfortable heat only emphasising the dryness of his mouth & inspiring nothing but lethargy in him. for once, the question as to where he exactly he’s woken up isn’t at the forefront of his mind, the feel of this particular bed more known than even his own, the scent of weed & brody’s cologne underlying all around him as hanbin rises to a sitting position, momentarily forgetting to check up on his best friend on the floor until he hears the familiar groans emanating from where the other had unceremoniously fell from the mattress.
after allowing himself the luxury of a few moments to rest his eyes & to quell the minor ebbs of nausea threatening to flood him, hanbin eventually scoots across the bed to look over at the boy sprawled out on the floor. “ what happened last night? i don’t even remember leaving that dude’s house party. ”
satisfied that brody probably only suffered some minor bruises, hanbin falls back onto the soft pillows, stretching out across the entire bed to relish the few lone moments before brody eventually drags himself from the floor. he throws an arm over his face, the morning ( or possibly early afternoon ) light that bathed the room becoming more intolerable by the second to his hungover self. “ this is all your fault. ” he mumbles, a common saying whenever waking up in almost comically similar states with the other, though they had long since stopped trying to seriously determine which party was responsible for their shared messes.
the dark haired woman pushed her way through a crowd of dancing people, a joyful smile on her face while she began making her way towards the bar. nearly two drinks,in and the girl was already feeling nice. amazing actually and it was always thanks to the tequila. a rare occurrence in itself that minhee was even at a club to begin with. she had been looking back towards her circle of friends, a single hand motioning towards the bar to let them know where she was headed. not even a second passed before her body collided with another’s, ❛❛ shoot ! ❜❜ the first words to come rolling off the girl’s tongue before her eyes shot up to see who she’d crashed into,. ❛❛— sorry. i didn’t even see you there ! ❜❜ | @changmoons & @moonhcnbin
cynical eyes watch the swarm of writing bodies & laughing groups of friends from where hanbin overlooks the club from his temporary sanctuary at the end of the bar, the scrum that had begun the night crowding the area in order to get served their next shot having thankfully died down as the night leapt into the earlier hours and the party found its home on the dance-floor; unlike most others, the familiar mix of ennui & restlessness hadn’t taken long tonight in successfully creeping its way up his spine and dampening the relatively good mood his night had commenced with, hanbin’s gaze flickering with something akin to bitter envy as he saw the group of friends he had arrived with still crowded around the booth they had claimed for the night, none the wiser of his prolonged absence he had veiled with the excuse of buying the next round of alcohol. he supposed he had spent too long avoiding his inevitable return to the table where his peers had seemed to grow more intoxicated by the second, hanbin strategically drinking slower than them the moment their perception had grown too clouded to notice he was a fair few drinks behind. gesturing to the worker behind the bar for one more shot of something disgustingly sickly & swiftly knocking it back as a form of diluting his sudden urge to leave the place entirely, hanbin begun his journey back to the booth from the bar, but hadn’t made much progress before he felt a firm collision against his chest, causing him to stumble back a few steps whilst instinctively gripping onto the shoulders of whoever caused the accident for support —
“ what the fuck . . . ”
the last enunciation dies swiftly on his tongue upon looking down at the cause of the abrupt obstruction; he had been expecting one of the guys stumbling & slurring on the dancefloor to be the culprit, a venomous retort ready to bleed from hanbin’s mouth before that face came into his view. pretty, he supposed, but he couldn’t help but still feel a little irked.
“ you should really watch where you’re going, there are a lot of people here dying to pick a fight. ” he expresses in a calmer tone, though annoyance can’t help but remain underlying in his words. he tries his best to keep a practiced look of charm on his face, though, the last thing he needed being this doe eyed girl setting a pack of her friends on him for being an asshole. after creating some distance between them, it occurs to him that her direction had been venturing in the opposite of his own toward the bar, and hanbin couldn’t have been more thankful for an unexpected excuse to not rejoin his drunken friends.
“ were you heading to the bar? ” he enquires, as if he didn’t already know the answer. “ i’ll join you. i’ve been looking for some better company all night than those idiots. ” he nods toward the direction of his friends to turn her attention the same way, his group having noticed him speaking to the stranger and proceeding to call him over, drinks slushing around in their glasses in a classic sign of imbecilic inebriety; despite her obvious clumsiness, he already knew he’d probably enjoy her conversation & company more than he could theirs right now.
it’s getting late here and ya boi needs to fix his sleeping schedule before exams start in a few weeks, so those who liked hanbin’s intro post should hopefully all be messaged tomorrow & i can finally get some interactions started for him. furthermore, i’m far better at communicating via d.iscord so feel free to hmu with your user and i’ll be sure to add you.
hey i literally suck at intros but uh here we go. my name’s wren ( ren’s cool too, whatever floats your boat tbh. ) i’m twenty-one, he/him and currently trying and failing to get a film degree. most of the time i’m really into pre-plotting interactions and established relationships, however i’m p flexible when it comes to plotting n all that and i’ll most likely spam you with a whole lotta headcanons in-between memes and vines that remind me of our muses if we get a plot going bc i’m an annoying fucker. below i’ve listed some stats, a little background / list of nonsensical headcanons and some potential connections for hanbin so give this a like or hmu if you wanna plot. ♡
𝙏𝙇;𝘿𝙍 —
is that a bird or a plane ? nah , it’s just MOON HANBIN . word on the street is that the TWENTY year old , CISMALE , looks an awful lot like LEE MINHO , but i just don’t see it . strangers believe them to be ABRASIVE and PERFIDIOUS , but their friends will tell you they’re DEBONAIR and INSOUCIANT . they associate themselves with neon lights at dawn, missed calls, feeling lonely at his own party & sleeping through morning lectures in a stranger's bed.
𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘍𝘐𝘓𝘌 —
name: moon hanbin
birth date: 10 / 8 / 1998
age: twenty
starsign: leo
hometown: seoul, south korea
pronouns: he / him
height: 5′9
romantic orientation: demiromantic
sexual orientation: pansexual
occupation: law student
jung type: enfj
𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉𝙎 —
— hanbin was born in seoul to a relatively wealthy family, though riches & vanity far outweighed warmth in the moon household, with parents that viewed their marriage only in the most basic of its definitions, merely a legally binding contract that would cause only more strife if broken. raised mostly by nannies and his parents’ staff, hanbin spent his formative years feeling a stranger in his own home, raised within a place that permeated endless indifference.
— needless to say, the concept of relationships built off of mutual love & respect was one that has appeared foreign to hanbin from an early age, the results of this loveless & spoiled upbringing resulting in the formation of a persona one wouldn’t be mistaken in describing as cold, sarcastic & arrogant, perfectly practiced to the point of reality in order to hide his true nature.
— homeschooled until high school, hanbin found somewhat of a new lease of life once tasting ( relative ) freedom for the first time, the lack of attention & validation found at home leading the boy to pursue such luxuries in his teenage years by winning his peers over with his practiced charm. though only a semblance of genuine friendship was to be found in the growing social circle hanbin had accumulated, the unconscious desire to be liked & admired driving the boy to hone a certain skill of deception, an exterior that only revealed a fraction of his true feelings, that people were collectables, projects and conveniently expendable.
— upon graduating high school with relative success & moving to daegu to pursue a degree in law handpicked for him by his father, the air of superiority & general distaste for the majority of people surrounding him followed hanbin, though over the years the skill of hiding such traits has become second nature to him & many that only knew him in passing would perhaps consider him a jovial, albeit distant, individual.
— with relative lack of interest in his degree, hanbin has pursued other methods of making his time away from home worthwhile, a regular partier & president of his college’s law society satiating the rebellious streak he never quite outgrew and the continued desire of shallow popularity and admiration.
— despite his dislike of many, hanbin cares for & enjoys the company of those few he considers his friends, being the closest to his true self with them as he is capable of after years of sculpting a version of himself most appealing, yet still maintaining a level of distance between them and his true personality & emotions; with an unconscious fear of romantic relationships & emotional vulnerability, hanbin has never before experienced a real relationship, opting for a more casual route & often being flippant toward other’s emotions in these situations.
— but still, the hollowness of temporary & surficial connections has left hanbin with a ceaseless lack of fulfilment that synthetic pleasures & carnal desires have long since satiated fully, the idea of finding something real, a real kind of happiness becoming more alluring with each passing day.
𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙉𝙀𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎 — ( note: these have been left purposefully vague / lacking in detail so there’s enough room for extra plotting and changing around the dynamic of the connection. )
— a best friend that knows hanbin better than anyone else, the only person that he truly trusts and cares for. maybe one side feels More Than Platonic™ feelings for the other but it’s unrequited because i love to hurt
— someone that sees through hanbin’s bullshit and they’re rivals of sorts. give me pettiness and constant trying to take the other down
— a bad influence to hanbin’s own bad influence, they either party too much or get involved in some risky business
— a hookup that gives hanbin a dose of his own medicine, leaves him on read and makes him feel like the one having to do all the work for once
— a step-sibling from his father’s second marriage, could be amicable-ish or resentful on one or both sides
— a dealer that hanbin strikes up an unlikely friendship with
— another student hanbin tutors although he finds the job increasingly tiresome and is lowkey tempted to just corrupt this other kid ( doesn’t have to be another law student i headcanon that hanbin would be ok at tutoring in most subjects except for math bc math is the devil )
— a roommate / flatmate, totally different personalities with totally different ways of living so there’s tension n shit
— an ex that hanbin left because he got scared of having feelings for once and totally ditched and yeah suffice to say it really didn’t end well and a lot was left unsaid ( this one really depends on the muse and plotting and yeah chemistry obviously )
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