big boy

im a big boy dont mess with me

[rkjinwoo]

ice ice baby

see for a lot of jinwoo’s actions there’s no good reason behind, and sometimes no reason. today the young boy for some reason was running while carrying a bucket of ice? the reason? jinwoo wasn’t sure, jinwoo’s dad had just asked him to go and get the bucket from a friend and then hurry home, so the young boy as he is listened to his father of course and did that. problem here was that jinwoo was a bit too curious about the ice and focused on the reason behind it, so he wasn’t really focusing that much on where he was running. and before he knew it he was with wide eyes looking at another man who was on the ground with ice over him… what had happened? see, jinwoo had been too caught up in his own thoughts so he had ran into another man and now they were both at the ground, the stranger? with ice over them.

and normally jinwoo does not laugh, not at all yet at the situation he giggled shortly, then realizing what had happened he immediately put away the giggle. “oh gosh” he managed to get out, reaching out and taking the bucket seeing there still was a bit ice left, though majority of it was on the other guy. he didn’t know how to feel, would his dad be mad now? how was he supposed to go home now… and suddenly he realized the other still were here. “wait i completely forgot about you! i’m so sorry… are you okay??”

[ @sichengrk​ ]

[rkjinwoo]

tell me, tell me !

jinwoo… also known as jinu,,,, how had he gotten this name? very well, it was the nickname he had for his twitch channel, it was called JINUgaming to be precise,, the channel was fairly successful as he now had over 300k followers on the streaming service. he had been streaming since he was 13, so for almost three years now, and his inspiration for starting? a special girl called yuzu,,, jinwoo had simply been talking with a friend when they recommend checking out her twitch channel, which he then did, and with that he became obsessed with her and what she was doing, therefore starting his own channel so he could become successful like her.

something weird had happened lately tho, something he didn’t like, his inspiration streamed much more rarely now than she had ever done before. the female now only streamed once a week, this wasn’t normal for her. he had been dying to know why, and it seemed like now he had the chance, because she was standing in front of him. he had been at a gaming cafe alone when suddenly he spotted the other, immediately he ran over to her and stood in front of her. “ah sorry” he said, realizing he had zoned out in front of her. “i’m jinu!” he chose to introduce himself by his nickname “i’m a big fan of yours…” he managed to get out while taking out something from his backpack “can i have an autograph?” he said showing her a pen and a piece of paper.

[ @yuzurk​ ]

[rkjinwoo]

corndogs make everything better !

tw: mention of death

jinwoo has been weird for the past one and a half month, there was one specific reason for that, and the reason? jinwoo’s mother had died. in the beginning it were just sad days, then suddenly jinwoo’s dad wanted to pretend as if everything was okay and nothing had never happened. he found a replacement for mom in their acrobatic shows, he laughed all the time and he had even made a dating profile, yes, jinwoo had caught the other in making a dating profile. ever since his mother died it felt like suddenly everybody cared, suddenly everybody asked if he wanted to hang out, jinwoo had always thought he had very few friends but after the death of his mother he realized how many people he knew.

he was sure kyungwon was the same as the others, that she had just asked to see him because she wanted to try to cheer him up, not because she actually liked him, he was oh so sure. and he wouldn’t have gone out with the very much older if his dad hadn’t forced him, but now he was here with here, and no matter what she tried he just sat at the bench listening to her with a sulky face. the older had gone away for a minute and when she came back the young boy was looking sadly at the ground. she spoke to him and at first he ignored her but at some point he couldn’t anymore and finally looked up. immediately a surprised expression came over his face “corn dogs?!” he half yelled out. “how did you know i loved these?” he said as he without having noticed it suddenly had a smile on his face.

[ @rkkyungwon​ ]

[rkjinwoo]

lleejinjin, wearing my uniform before school starts? aren’t i a good student :3

[rkjinwoo]

hii its puppy here !!! im looking for threads, so please like this for me to come into your dms! or reply with a word (or sentence) for a starter

[ncbodyknows]

@rkjinwoo

“Hey kid. Want to earn some quick pocket money?”

Those were the rather suspicious words Youngjae had greeted the dancer with once he finished up his busking. He had walked through Hongdae in the hopes of finding someone who could help him without asking too many questions, and this kid seemed talented enough to do the job. Honestly speaking Youngjae wasn’t made of money, but he had to make sacrifices here in order to get what he wanted and -- at the risk of judging without knowing anything -- he figured a brat would be easier to bribe because they usually didn’t have that much pocket money.

Of course his request had been suspicious as heck, even he knew that much, and he knew very well that he had to elaborate as no sane person would just follow him after that. “Trust me, it’s nothing much,” he explained. “You just have to go over a dance with me and give me feedback.”

[rkjinwoo]

rkxars

Fuck this. He had thought this was going to be easy, but it turned out the brat was smarter than he looked. How annoying. Haruto hadn’t been like this the first time they met, had he? Granted, Youngjae wasn’t offering him money suspiciously back then either, but did this mean that this kid was smarter than Haruto? Probably.

“You’re flattering yourself now kid,” he said however with a shrug of his shoulders and an arch of his eyebrow. “If I was gonna kidnap someone I’d at least pick someone who looked like they could fetch me a ton of money. Rich kids don’t dance in the street, they dance in fancy studios in front of fancywaists that strut around like peacocks and think they’re galaxies better than us commonfolk.” Of course he was merely making assumptions in that, but mostly the kid simply just didn’t give off that spoiled rich brat aura. “Beside, what kind of kidnapper would strike in broad daylight in one of the most crowded streets of Seoul after casually hitting his target up like no big deal?” This was getting bothersome to explain, but being an ex-mafia he couldn’t fault the kid for being suspicious of him. “I’ll give you 20000 won. You pick the place. If you don’t want that then I’ll go find someone else.”

jinwoo pouts in an angrily way as he tries his best on looking scary, angry or something like that (though most likely, like usual, he looks more cute than anything). ‘you’re flattering yourself kid’’ the words trigger jinwoo, in what way was he doing that?! jinwoo isn’t one to ‘flatter himself’ (though he actually probably is). more so, who was the other calling a kid? if there is one thing that jinwoo isn’t then it’s a kid. jinwoo took a deep breath, tried to make his voice sound as manly as possible (which was hard) and then he began talking “excuse me hag but who are you calling a kid!? i’m fifteen years old which means i am a teen NOT a kid” yeah… jinwoo had showed him! jinwoo had put the older in his place now, right?

and just as jinwoo thought he was winning it was like an arrow went through his heart. ‘rich kids don’t dance in the street’ was jinwoo looking poor out here??? oh no that was not what was supposed to happen. what if the kids at school would bully him for being poor now? oh no… what if people began thinking he was a loser and stopped coming to his shows. jinwoo felt himself tearing up, and with a voice barely above whispering he began talking again “yah that was very mean said of you…”.  he took another deep breath “for your information i do have a big studio to dance in!!! i’m just so generous i let the world see my talent for free” he chuckled, yeah what a nice man he is. 

jinwoo listened carefully to the other and then decided. the other was right, which kidnapper would kidnap in day light? “well, my father’s studio isn’t too far away, it’d take ten or five minutes with public transport, we can go there if you what… also… that’d be at least 25.000 won, i'm not just anybody y’know”

[ncbodyknows]

➟「踊ってみた」i don’t dance。

@rkjinwoo

“Hey kid. Want to earn some quick pocket money?”

Those were the rather suspicious words Youngjae had greeted the dancer with once he finished up his busking. He had walked through Hongdae in the hopes of finding someone who could help him without asking too many questions, and this kid seemed talented enough to do the job. Honestly speaking Youngjae wasn’t made of money, but he had to make sacrifices here in order to get what he wanted and – at the risk of judging without knowing anything – he figured a brat would be easier to bribe because they usually didn’t have that much pocket money.

Of course his request had been suspicious as heck, even he knew that much, and he knew very well that he had to elaborate as no sane person would just follow him after that. “Trust me, it’s nothing much,” he explained. “You just have to go over a dance with me and give me feedback.”

[rkjinwoo]

jinwoo isn’t a born dancer, but with help from his parents he has learned how to dance, now basically all he does is dance. he does acrobatic shows with his dad where he often dances, he has a tik tok where he does dances, and he every now and then goes busking where he performs in the hope of someone seeing him and handing him a contract. so pretty easily said, a lot of jinwoo’s life is about dance and dancing.

today? today was another day of going busking, he had had his dad’s friend teach him choreographies and now performed them. normally he would have his dad with him but because he was a big boy now he didn’t (big and big, it was more because he somehow managed to convince his dad to let him out alone, and more so because his dad only was five minutes away). he had just finished up and people had clapped and were leaving, and just as he was about to leave too he was stopped. immediately his eyes widened at the stranger’s question. “uh i dont know how safe this soundsn style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;"

“how can i trust you’re not some weirdo trying to kidnap me?”