원 IN A MILLION.

[rkwon]

late night,

rklino​

they’ve just gotten back from the broadcast station, and they’re in the process of relaxing and resting before getting to sleep and ready for the next day. minho’s fiddling in the fridge, trying to busy himself before his turn to shower– frowning when he notes the slowly declining state of their fridge. he pats his stomach idly, and glances around. he knows their manager has already left to go get his own rest, and he doesn’t want to bother anyone who’s already gearing up for bed, but minho wants to head out to the convenience store down the road.

but not by himself, especially this late. closing the door, he shuffles into the hallway and peeks into any of the open bedrooms. when he comes up to won’s shared room, he catches the other still milling about. he pauses by the open door, teeth worrying his lip as he hesitates, before clearing his throat. “hey, won-ah? uh,” he shifts, smiling awkwardly at the other. “d'ya wanna come with me to the store real quick? i wanna grab some milk.” he wanted to eat a quick bowl of cereal before bed, a treat to soothe the sudden sweet tooth that’s kicked in since lunch earlier. “if you’re not…headin’ right ‘ta bed, that is.”

he loves promotions, but he can’t deny that the cooldown at the end of the day isn’t what he looks forward to most, especially the further through their promotion period they get. he doesn’t necessarily have to climb into bed the moment he walks through the doors to their dorm, as tempting as it sometimes is, but to even just be able to curl up with a book or have a late night snack is a blessing he had never really taken for granted. between his life at the jeon house and being a busy trainee and now idol, he hadn’t had much time to get used to a life of full comfort and an excess of free time. 

“mhm?” his eyes widen at the call of his name, head turning to minho in the doorway. he gestures for him to come in if he’d like to and then continues to sort out his washing from today. “the store? sure, why not!” he smiles, patting his pocket to check he has his phone before he abandons his mess of a bag on his bed. “I’ll finish this later; I’m sure mingyu and seonho won’t mind a little mess. we won’t be gone too long.” he feels a little bad, but he’d rather apologise for potentially being a small nuisance to them later than make minho wait who-knows how long. “just milk? do we need anything else? I might grab some snacks; I’m working through my energy bars faster than usual.” 

[woneko]

he has the prettiest of smiles ;~;

[rkwon]

new world.

rkseonho​

ah won hyung is really a life savior right now–and always really. seonho thinks he might have just completely withered away if won hadn’t had something to snack on. sure the teen knows that he should have thought about that sooner and brought something to snack on for himself but he didn’t think about it when leaving the dorm because he had been snacking on something while leaving the door and thus the idea of grabbing something had not come to mind at all. his mistake. but it’s okay! because won hyung saved him! and he isn’t going to perish now! 

the teen all but glows when the energy bar is handed to him, pure happiness coming over him as he latched onto the older in a hug. “thank you hyung! i was really going to die!” dramatic, sure, but thats how he was feeling. dancing is a draining activity and seonho really isn’t a good dancer so it’s even harder on him. every time he messes up he feels some of his life leave him and by the end of the lesson he just wants to curl up and cry it all out. hopefully now at least he won’t be feeling all kinds of hungry and can maybe focus better. 

“maybe i need to start leaving snacks in the practice room.” he muses as he dives into the snack with the energy of someone who hasn’t eaten all day. seonho truly is a typical 16 year old boy at this point. 

it’s unbelievably cute how seonho’s entire expression lights up at the sight of food. it’s a shared feeling; he would even sometimes tear up at the sight of a plate of sujin’s home-cooking. free food is even better, so he doesn’t hesitate to hand the bar over. the only thing he’d hold back for would be to open the packet for him, but that seems like a little overkill. he grins. “of course. if you’re ever hungry, just let me know. I always try to keep stocked just in case. they’re pretty healthy, too — at least, more so than most snacks I’d like to fill my bag with.” he chuckles, running a hand through his hair as seonho digs in.

“I think if you left them in the practice room, someone else might sniff them out. I know I would have as a trainee.” he had been a lot more timid about the rules back then ( at least, almost all of them ), but these days, he feels like he a little more comfortable stretching them within reason. as long as he’s sensible about them and works hard, they can’t possibly complain, right? “I can start bringing extras, if you’d like.” 

he laughs heartily. “slow down a little; you don’t need to rush. savour it. is it good? next time, you can try the blueberry one. I have other flavours at home— at the dorm. I have a secret stash, but you can’t tell anyone. it’ll be our special maknae-line secret, shh...” 

[rkwon]

another night’s sleep.

september 29th, 2020: ‘can you feel it?’ last stage at mtv the show.

it’s cliché to say but it feels like it’s all over far too quickly. it’s probably the almost zero sleep and the constant driving from schedule to schedule, but the month blurs into one long day before his eyes. september might have been merely a week and he wouldn’t have noticed, though it hardly matters. it’s good to be back promoting, and it’s good to finish at some point because, as much as he loves performing, it’s healthy for the body and the mind to take breaks. 

( besides, surely everyone would get sick of them being on their televisions constantly all year round, too. ) 

fatigue is well and truly etched into every muscle and bone in his body by now, but he tries not to let it ruin his energy. it’s one last performance, one last ending smile just in case they pan to him, one last chance to tug in another viewer to look out for them next time. the very last of his strength is a small price to pay to make a good impression. after all, it won’t be long until they’ll be done here, and when they are, then he can rest. then he can take the time he needs to recuperate and recover. it’s certainly a smaller shock to the system the second time around than when they debuted — he at least knew what kind of tiredness to expect; the type that weighs down your shoulders, like you’re carrying around a backpack full of bricks. he heaves out a sigh of relief when they exit the stage for the final time, his hand a little tingly from all the waving goodbye. 

it’d be easier to just fall into the first bed he comes across when they all shove through the door to their dorm at the end of the day, but he forces himself to stay awake until he can shower, clean all the sweat from his body and feel fresh and clean amongst his sheets. there’s only a day left in the month and he doesn’t doubt that in the first week of october, they’ll have something else lined up to get stuck into. plans have likely already been set in motion before they started this comeback, so it’s only a matter of time no matter what, but he’ll enjoy the freedom while it lasts — and most importantly, the sleep. 

[rkwon]

load the bases.

september 13th, 2020: performing at a baseball game.

truthfully, won has no interest in the sport. basketball in high school was probably the full distance won could stretch to, given that his boyfriend was his star player. baseball, however, he doesn’t know a thing about, but to be here feels strangely like an honour, so he’ll continue to believe it to feed his pride for the group. if he can say de:code performed at a baseball game with enough conviction, maybe he’ll make it sound impressive all on his own. 

regardless, it’s nice to perform somewhere with seemingly infinite space. after seeing so many idols fall off stages and slip on wet surfaces over the years, an open field seems like the safest place for them, even if it is a little cold. their stylists don’t wrap them up in any extra layers but he can’t say he’s surprised; as an idol, image and appearance matters far more than whether won’s a little susceptible to the bitter wind whipping through his shirt or not. if he’s lucky, one of his members will donate a coat to him once they’re in the cars to go home, or better yet, the driver will stick the heaters on. but for now, he tries to ignore how his hands shake when the familiar music starts, begs his voice not to tremble when his lines roll around. 

performing ‘can you feel it?’ is second nature now, but ‘gorilla’ is a refreshing touch. he prefers their comeback song to their debut, but he’s learnt to like it more after taking a break from listening to it on repeat to — what felt like — no end. he’s sure he’ll feel the same way about this track by the end of the month, and then again at christmas once he’s cycled through the same routine, but maybe that’s for the best. maybe he’ll grow to love each of their songs more as they add to the roster. it must get awfully frustrating performing the same one or two songs all the time. 

he’s out of breath by the time they finish both, the cold seeping into his bones. yet, when the game starts, he doesn’t feel it quite as strongly, the bodies close by him sharing a little of their warmth and mingyu’s careful eyes on him to wrap an arm around him each time he shivers. it’s only september, though, so he dreads to imagine what it’ll be nice once the weather truly turns bitter. 

however, baseball, he decides, isn’t as boring as he’d thought it would be. he still doesn’t understand the rules, nor when to cheer or boo, but it’s more entertaining than he’d expected. he’s not likely to be picking it up himself any time soon, though. 

[rkwon]

tattletale.

september 5th, 2020: de:code at cultwo show.

if won had to choose, of all the extra activities they do for promotions, radio shows are his favourite. at first, he’d seen them as an added worry — you’re relying so hard on the things you say to be entertaining and draw listeners in. however, as they visit a wider variety of shows, radio and television, he realises that the former is the least undignified of them all. 

won isn’t the funniest person in the world. his stories are often told with a firm tone, as if he’s reciting a paragraph from a cue card rather than the happiest parts of his memory. his taste in jokes is bad puns, animal videos you’d see in the dead of night on television just to fill the time before regular programming comes back on at sunrise. but he’s better at telling a boring story than he is at doing push-ups with another member on his back ( rather, he can’t do it at all ) or making his way through an assault course. he’d rather be laughed at for being a little awkward than because he never had the physical strength to lift another human being with relative ease or kick a ball into a goal. it leaves less of a bruise on his confidence to just be shy. 

it’s not the only schedule lined up today, but it’s a welcomed break ( and the first of the promotion cycle ) amongst long days at music shows. cultwo show prides itself on its interesting candid tales from hosts and guests, so he’s never a perfect fit for this either, but he rattles off a time someone rested their head on his thigh for ‘just a moment’ to catch their breath and ended up falling asleep, or the time he almost got lost on the way back from the bathroom at a music show just after debut. it’s a good time, just laughing and talking about their new album and the process of making every aspect of it. it’s easy to talk about the things he knows, the professional experiences he’s lived only just recently. the tension seeps out of his shoulders in a heavy, content sigh not long after they’ve started, his heart light and his smile serene and small. 

radio shows, he could definitely get used to. 

[koreantunes]

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[rknetizens]

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[rkwon]

I can feel it.

september 2nd, 2020: de:code’s first comeback stage. ‘new world’ & ‘can you feel it?’ at mbc show champion.

it feels good to be promoting again. he thinks himself silly when he looks back on it, but in the month or two after their debut promotions ended, he almost worried de:code wouldn’t do anything again. their first mini album had been well received and their performances full of fans’ cheers, but the almost radio silence afterwards made his stomach churn. standing just off stage waiting to go on isn’t a guarantee that they’ll continue to be active like this in the future, but it’s a little more reassurance that it’s more likely than not. each comeback sets the tone for royal’s approach to the next — what works for them they’ll try again, what doesn’t they won’t, if they receive a lot of love they’ll return faster to capitalise on it, and if they don’t, maybe royal will lock them away until it feels profitable again. so, he works hard to make of it what he can. if he knows he’s put his all in, no matter the outcome, he can be proud of what he’s done. 

( though that is awfully hard to remember when he’s stumbling out of bed at around 5:30am wondering why he didn’t just get a normal nine-to-five job like everyone else. ) 

it’s a long day, though, with waiting room games and make-up retouches and rehearsals. he wonders why they realistically need to be here all day when they spend a decent chunk of it sitting around, but the chance to do nothing when you’re otherwise up and about from sunrise to set is still a welcome one. he might be a little bored on the days he forgets his book, but he’d rather be bored and comfortable on the waiting room sofa than being barked at in a dance studio to go from the top again. 

even when they finally get called on stage to perform their two first week tracks, the day isn’t close to over, but it’s easier to forget it when there’s an admittedly louder than he remembers roar of the crowd and the beat pumping through his veins. dancing is always enjoyable, but for an audience, it feels so much better. he’s smiling even when the performance doesn’t really call for it, even when the camera isn’t focused on him at all, because he’s having so much fun being back here. he prefers ‘can you feel it?’ to their sibling song, but his ethic and approach doesn’t change between the two. they have such tough competition this time of year that he already knows there’s no win for them in this comeback, but he’s not too upset about it. there’ll be more chances and it’s only their second mini album, anyway; it feels too ambitious to hope for anything yet. ( not to mention the large shoes they have to fill first — luxe’s well deserved success had set a precedent for them to achieve great things in their own time. )

what matters is that he enjoys it, because even if they did stand a chance at nomination this promotional period, it wouldn’t feel quite as sweet if he didn’t feel like he’d contributed what he could to deserve it. 

[rkwon]

a little shut eye.

rkmg​

mingyu had wanted to tug won onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist and snuggle up against his chest, but he hadn’t. even now, he’s tempted to reposition and give in anyway, but he manages to hold off, a grin forming on his face as won distracts him from his thoughts. quietly, he even laughs at the comment, though he still rolls his eyes a bit and shakes his head. “yeah, i guess not. this is just who i am. i’m lazy, sleepy and hungry. i don’t know how i’ve made it this far in life.” truth be told, mingyu isn’t all that lazy in general, even if he will joke that he is. he may have a tendency of being unmotivated if he isn’t interested in the task he’s been given, but when there’s something he is passionate about, he’s a hard worker… just one that may deal with excessive yawning and stomach growls.

he feels comforted by won resting against the top of his head, then even more so once his boyfriend is rubbing his back. his eyes close and a warm, happy smile forms while he very quietly hums in delight. “mm, mmhm.” he very slightly and slowly nods along with his response, snuggling in even closer to the younger. “wanna nap..”

his heart leaps when mingyu’s canines poke out while he rolls his eyes, to see the peace in his gaze. over the years, he’s seen so much of mingyu’s heart, from the very best days to the hardest, that it’s second nature — just as he supposes it is in reverse — for him to recognise the sparkle ( or lack thereof ) in his eyes, and there’s always comfort in the way mingyu looks at him. he hopes, though he believes it wholeheartedly to be true, that mingyu can read it on him, too, because being with his boyfriend feels like coming home, even in these sweaty dressing rooms. “you’re about three of the dwarves’ worth in height, too.” he continues to poke fun, his own grin growing even further to wrinkle the bridge of his nose. “I guess if you’re lazy, sleepy and hungry, does that mean I should be bashful? grumpy?” 

as mingyu’s body relaxes, so does won’s. it’s strange to cuddle in public, the tiniest voice in the back of his mind that they ought to be a little careful, but most of the time he doesn’t hold back. they’ve always been very outspoken about how long they’ve known each other and it doesn’t seem too unrealistic that two boys who’ve been together over a decade would be physically comfortable with each other. ( not to mention that seonho also has a habit of snuggling up with the members; perhaps de:code’s youngest members are all just very affectionate? ) the only thing he does refrain from doing in this moment is running his fingers through his hair, though only because he doesn’t want a scolding from the stylists. “so nap, you big baby. I’ll be here. I’ll wake you up if anything important happens. you should lie down, though; you’ll hurt your back like this.” 

[rkwon]

a little shut eye.

rkmg​

after the day he experienced when filming for the music video, promotion days don’t seem so bad. waking up around 5:30 am is a lot better than 3:30 am, and mingyu was also grateful that they weren’t constantly on the run with no time for breaks or food. at around 7:45, they were back at the broadcasting station and had over an hour before dress rehearsals. even though they would have to be careful not to ruin their hair and make up, mingyu still ate as fast as possible so he could try to get a short nap in before 9.

as soon as his stomach was happy and content, he gravitated towards won before grabbing his wrist and guiding him to a sofa. once there, he sits and motions for the younger to do the same, though he doesn’t necessarily give him a choice in the matter. he tugs him down before he can even think to obey, then leans over and rests his cheek against his shoulder, one arm wrapping around his front and holding him close. “i’m always so tired.” he pauses, then adds with a smile, “or hungry… sometimes both.”

though promoting may be tiring, of all their busy schedules, days at music shows are currently easily his favourite. when he thinks back to the long hours filming their newest music video or even the jacket photoshoots, being able to take the day at a more healthy pace feels like a blessing. he’s still having to get up at the crack of dawn despite not being much of a morning person, but at least he isn’t already worn out again before the sun even rises. having the potential to nap after breakfast is enough to make a long day feel less like a million hours. instead, it tends to fly from the morning til about noon. 

in his allocated break, he tends to focus more on eating and relaxing than sleeping. he’s not sure he could fall asleep with so many people around that he doesn’t know, after all, but when mingyu’s hand gently tightens around his wrist and tugs him down onto a sofa with him, he suddenly can’t help the yawn that creeps up his throat. “mhmm? so nothing’s changed since we were kids, then.” he teases,  tilting his head to rest his cheek against the top of mingyu’s head. he wriggles his arm to free it, wrapping it around his boyfriend to rub his back. “you just ate, though, and you’re awfully cuddly, so I’m guessing you’re more tired right now?” 

[jaemtens]

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           [ ♦︎ ] DE:CODE (디코드)  “ENIGMA”  

                                        available in stores now! …                                                     the hotly anticipated second mini album!

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                Details:                 This edition comes with 1 random CD (out of 9), a 120-page                 photobook, 1 random photocard (out of 18) and 1 optional                 group poster (out of 1).

                                        Release Date: 2020-09-01                                         Language: Korean                                         Disc Format(s): CD                                         Publisher: Royal Entertainment

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[rkwon]

capture this smile.

august 10th, 2020: first comeback mini album photoshoot. 

TW BODY IMAGE, WEIGHT TALK

they haven’t had many opportunities to do modelling thus far, but won’s already decided he’s rather fond of it. perhaps he’d be more fond if the day didn’t feel a hundred hours long, especially with the dread of what he knows is to come in two days when they film the music video, but regardless, this is exciting — dare he say it, fun. 

considering he had always had reservations about his appearance, standing in front of a camera should be a source of stress for him. he’s loved the concept of photography since the moment he could understand it. a precious moment and memory forever immortalised in a snapshot that takes mere seconds to capture? what could be better? when your memory deteriorates with age, or even just the natural passing of time since that day, you can never forget a photo. when de:code have been around for years, hopefully comfortable in their position in the industry and experienced enough that the sluggishness he feels today from lack of sleep is so ingrained in him that he doesn’t notice it anymore ( not that this is a good thing, but a product of their line of work ), he might forget how it felt to debut, to be rookies. but he’ll never forget a teaser image, or a music video he can look up on youtube in seconds. it’ll always be there to remind him of what he’s achieved. 

yet, that’s not the reason at the forefront of his mind when he thinks about why he’s starting to enjoy this experience so much. it definitely isn’t the constant fresh dabs of make-up to touch up where he’s accidentally brushed his skin or the frantic hands fixing nudged hair. it certainly isn’t the heat of the professional lighting either. instead, it’s selfishly how confident it makes him feel. it’s hard to feel like he doesn’t fill out his clothes or he doesn’t have the most charming smile when the photographer is here solely to take pictures of them — him included. it’s surprisingly easy to pose in a way that looks natural once he settles in, even more so to control his expressions. ( after all, he had been doing it to lie to everyone around him for the best part of the first seventeen years of his life — he’d be disappointed if he’d struggled. ) it’s surprisingly easy to think maybe mingyu’s right, maybe he is a little handsome, because when the teasers drop, just like last time, people will say kind things about the sharpness of his jaw or the sparkle in his eyes. he doesn’t want to place so much of his confidence on external praise, particularly from strangers looking at final, touched-up photographs of him, but it certainly doesn’t do any harm to be showered in compliments. he’d already come leaps and bounds with just his loved ones, but now a fanbase of de:code listeners? and they’re all telling him the cruel words he’d heard his whole life are lies? a certain kind of joy bubbles in his chest. 

he supposes the root of it all is the satisfaction — how rewarding it feels. the validation of the worries and insecurities he’d carried with him for years, the kindness and patience of the photographers and the pride for a job well done. it feels like something new and exciting yet within his reach, something he could really hone in on and become good at if he’s given the chance to explore it more. it’ll always be a little weird, seeing his face on billboards to advertise their albums or on the company’s social media leading up to the release, but seeing a picture of himself and having happiness bloom in his heart is a feeling he wouldn’t trade for the world.

[rkwon]

look after you.

rkmg​

“twelve hours?” mingyu looks absolutely horrified before pouting and letting out a drawn out whine. “i don’t think i can keep it together for another two hours, much less twelve.” he sighs, closing his eyes as he rests against won. “i want you to write the eulogy for my funeral.” even though mingyu hates hearing how much longer they have to go, the thought of eating and resting does push him to stay on track. he doesn’t want to have to do this for any longer than he is supposed to. they’re already getting worked to death, he doesn’t want be awake a second more than he has to be.

his shoulders slump and he whines again when won briefly pulls away, though he is soon perking up the moment he notices what it was for. he holds his boyfriend to the best of his ability, though he is more focused on getting the energy bar open so everything else is sacrificed for the task at hand. once he manages to, he glances around to make sure none of the other boys are watching since he would feel bad and want to feed them, too. but, won is always his friend priority, even before himself, so he breaks it in half and offers it to the younger. “you eat some, too.”

“I’m afraid so.” his voice is hushed, barely audible if not for their closeness, huddled together. he feels just the same, that another 12 hours just until they can go home and rest, feels like an eternity away, but his frown doesn’t quite come until he hears mingyu’s following comment. “alright, but you’ll have to remind me in sixty years when we’re a bit closer to it. I’m not letting you go anywhere any time soon. we’re both got something else to write before then.” is it a little weird to bring up wedding vows when they’re only twenty-one, two and a half years into their relationship and, toughest of all, idols? probably, but won isn’t embarrassed. it’s not like either of them have ever thought they’d marry anyone else. 

maybe it’s the fatigue starting to get to him, but nothing is cuter than the way mingyu struggles to keep hold of him whilst he retrieves his secret snack. ( that being said, seeing him focus so hard on tearing open the wrapper is a close second. ) yet, when mingyu carefully breaks it in half and offers one of the pieces to him, he really can’t blame the weakness in his knees on the tiredness any longer. his boyfriend always takes care of him, even when he’s trying to take care of mingyu. his heart swells, the quietest, most timid, “thank you,” mumbled out before he nibbles on the broken end. 

[rkwon]

new world.

rkseonho​

there is a light at the end of the tunnel, seonho thinks as his hyung starts to go through his bag before he even finishes speaking. his hyungs are so good to him and seonho honestly feels so blessed to have them in his life. the way they take care of him makes him really feel like the spoiled little brother. some days he does not think he deserves it, but he appreciates it so much. learning that it is okay to ask them for help if needed. even for small things like snacks during break down. he does know better now than to let himself suffer when he’s hungry.. 

and won hyung especially has become someone he really leans on. his roommate was the one after him in age but the years between them still make seonho much younger. he wonders sometimes what it would be like to have someone his age or closer to his age in the group but he wouldn’t trade any of his hyungs for anyone. that thought only amplifies as won describes what he has. 

energy bars are the best but its food. “chocolate chip?” he perks up like a puppy would when offered treats, shuffling closer to the older and holding out his hands. again, very like a begging puppy. the teen not against using his cuteness to get something he wants. “can i please have the chocolate chip one, won hyung?” he pulls out his best puppy dog eye look despite the fact won already pretty much offered it to him. 

at first, he’d thought it kind of like a domino effect between the three roommates. mingyu had always been the one doting on him over the years, keeping him well fed and comfortable amongst everything going on out of his control. now, won is the one fussing over seonho, fishing energy bars out of his bag for him and keeping an eye on him in practices despite the fact that there’s already multiple other older pairs of eyes watching him. however, the more he thinks about it, the more he realises it’s quite the opposite — limitless, in fact. he had always been a comfort to mingyu when he needed it, and won isn’t naive enough to think seonho’s warm and bright energy hasn’t helped pull him out of his shell ten times faster than he would have otherwise. won doesn’t know if seonho realises it, but he has such a comfortable and encouraging aura that even for won — who had once spent most of his time talking to others worrying about every word he uttered — it’s impossible not to open up. opening up doesn’t always mean spilling all your secrets, after all. sometimes it’s just letting your heart heal and letting yourself laugh too loudly at funny jokes or resting your head on someone’s shoulder in a hug. 

“mhmm,” he confirms, smiling to himself at the sparkles in seonho’s eyes. how can someone not want to dote on him when he’s got such a natural puppy-like expression like that? “of course!” he throws the other back in his bag when he retrieves the wrong one, zipping it back up for safe keeping. “here, but don’t eat it too fast — no matter how hungry you are.” 

[thebookquotes]

I've been hurt so bad and I still love so hard. I admire my heart for that.

— Alexandra Elle, Words From A Wanderer