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@rmharim
holy shit guys my computer died and i had to send it in to get it fixed and school kicked my ass out of nowhere sry im alive on here and @rmsaebyul i’ll get to plotting soon!!
gucci gang
whats gucci it’s ya BOI!!!!! to new faces, welcome!!!! and to old faces, wsup. this is harim, he’s a nineteen yr old alpha initiate who should be in his second year, technically, but he took a gap yr halfway into his first go at gumi to save up money. harim can manipulate electricity, loves free shit, and works his ass off to get good grades while being #independent because his parents highkey suck.
if you want to plot, pls lmk by liking this post! i’ll warn u ahead of time that school sucks my life away and im impossibly slow on tmblr im, so if u have discord... lmk and we can get this show rolling at a non-glacial pace.
below the cut’s a tl;dr! thx for reading folks
profile ! bio ! plots ! tldr !
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* bleeding hearts.
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( ... )
“hurt me?” wenyan asks, sounding a little incredulous. the words are foreign and strange in his mouth, as if the thought of harim hurting him is almost unthinkable. “i hurt you.”
“i got you sick,” he admits, tone a little self-deprecating, all too quiet against the chatter of everyone else. he worries his teeth at the inside of his mouth, breaking his gaze to look down at the space in between them. “that day when i took you out to eat…” he trails off. stops again. a rueful smile sits in place, tinged with something unnameable. “well, i’m sure you can figure it out.”
he really does like wen.
and it kind of sucks. the more he sits here, the more harim realizes that something really did shift irreparably, something he should have tried to fix right when it happened. the time they’ve spent tiptoeing around each other feels like an eternity and if he’s felt the weight of it on his shoulders ever since he saw wen’s expression of hurt those weeks ago, he can’t even begin to imagine what sort of far-out truths wenyan’s been nurturing.
harim sets his bottle down on the ground and kicks it over idly. the thud is inaudible in the midst of the campfire festivities and harim almost wishes they were somewhere quieter, somewhere less hectic.
the smile that works its way onto harim’s lips when wen manages a clumsy response almost falls to nothing instantaneously. his brows furrow in muted confusion and he lifts his head again, gaze focusing on wenyan scrutinizingly, waiting for any sort of indication that this entire situation will start making sense to either of them, to both of them, in the impending future.
he doesn’t get it.
he doesn’t understand, and it frustrates him because what part about it is so convoluted that harim can’t wrap his mind around it?
wen? of all people? hurt him?
“what?” he murmurs listlessly. “that doesn’t make any sense.”
harim’s expression eases into something softer, something less perplexed. he does remember. he remembers going out for dinner after a long day of initiation with wen, not feeling particularly great or particularly terrible. by the end of the night, he’d felt sick to his stomach and wasn’t sure if it was the seolleongtang or his lack of sleep finally catching up to him. he’d never thought to blame wen, and even if it were wen’s fault, harim would never think to hold it against him.
“that’s—” harim rubs his neck. he’s a little embarrassed because he isn’t sure if what he’s about to say properly conveys how he feels, and whether wen will interpret it the way harim would like. it doesn’t matter. he can explain if he has to, but he figures it’s more important to get it out one way or another. “i don’t really care about that, hyung.”
he pauses, hand falling to the bend of his arm. his sister would probably smack him if she saw him slouching like this, but it sort of feels like his heart’s gotten lighter, like the stiffness in his body’s loosened minutely.
“i mean, don’t get me wrong, that fucking sucks for you. i can’t imagine how hard it must be and i'm sorry, but...” with much futility, he hazards a look in wen’s direction, angling his head to meet wenyan’s eyes. “how could i hate you for something like that? i'm fine now, right? i don’t know, i took a bunch of vitamin c tablets and slept for more than six hours that night. woke up feeling like a new man, so if anything, maybe you did me a favor.” he’s joking, maybe trying to edge a smile out of wen too. “i know it’s kind of weird of me to say it like this, but i really don’t care. it’s not like you meant to do it, and that’s really all that matters to me in the end.”
something crackles, a tiny fuse growing into a storm; his muscles tighten, and harim almost grimaces.
he brushes it off for now. it’s less important in the grand scheme of things.
“hyung,” harim begins, insistence as clear as a bell, “i would never hold that against you.”
# / @ / & / % / ツ
“#” for a RANDOM text.
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“&” for a LOVING text.
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“%” for a CURIOUS text.
( sms — captain ) did it ever really hit you at some point( sms — captain ) like “ah yeah, i belong here”( sms — captain ) or is that way too disney
“ツ” for an EXCITED text.
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( TEXT MEME! )
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“✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
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“&” for a LOVING text.
( sms — yejun hyung ) can u tell the fairy godmother that definitely isnt u who left me coffee ‘thank u’( sms — yejun hyung ) hehe( sms — yejun hyung ) wait idk how to use emojis( sms — yejun hyung ) heart!
“⁇” for a DRUNK text.
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“ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.
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“ツ” for an EXCITED text.
( sms — wen hyung ) HYUNG( sms — wen hyung ) i’m hanging with my coworkers and i just saw ur real life twin!!!!! straight up doppelgänger!!!!!( sms — wen hyung ) ( attachment )( sms — wen hyung ) his name’s winston but i’ll call him wenston lolol
“♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
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KEEPER
yeah, so, fuck this stupid camping trip.
coming into the excursion, harim hadn’t really known what to expect. he’s never been camping before, but the teen movies and all of the exciting photos his high school friends (haha, friends) were uploading on facebook made the whole concept seem like something enjoyable, something relaxing, something worthwhile.
it is with utmost sadness that jung harim must report to the masses: fuck this stupid camping trip.
he can’t really summon to memory any particular highs from over the past few days. there was that one time he could have sworn he was going to die during the race and he didn’t, if that counts for anything (though, considering the trajectory of this trip, maybe that’s a low and not a high) (I WISH I WAS DEAD!!!). he ran into yunseo, which was nice. got dragged to a party he really didn’t want to go to by junhao, which, initially seemed shitty, but maybe the alcohol did sort of help with numbing the pain of reality and the pain of the fifty-thousand scratches on his legs courtesy of the race from hell.
alright! pros: there are some people he doesn’t hate here and also, alcohol is cool. cons: everything else.
he’s not usually a pessimist, doesn’t really have the energy to be a debbie downer, but harim can’t help but think that there are so many better uses of his time than to be present here where he is quite literally at the mercy of mother nature. his entire body is still tingling from when he fell into the god damn ocean and nearly electrocuted everyone in his vicinity had he not reabsorbed his stupid electricity and shocked himself in the process. for dignity’s sake, he’d confidently convinced everyone that he was totally a-ok, but he’s sort of not. it hurts to move, first of all, and secondly, all he really wants is like. a dryer sheet, maybe some body lotion, a giant metal box he can lock himself in until all of the electricity’s out of his system (haha, wishful thinking), maybe a giant fly-swatter.
here’s what he doesn’t want though: to run into singlehandedly the most confusing member of alpha while harim’s trying to trek to the cabin for a fifteen-minute misery nap post-dragging the air mattress to the designated location.
wishful thinking x2.
harim looks up from the ground to moon sungmin, noticeably weary as he lets out the tiniest of sighs before fixing his expression into something a little sturdier, a little less delicate, a little more alpha!!! or something.
“hello.” harim pauses. “er, hi. i don’t know how to greet you without sounding weird—salutations.”
maybe sungmin will look at his pitiful state of being, ignore the crackling noises literally coming from harim’s body, and haze him until harim has no time to think about how miserable he feels!
it’s funny how in dire situations, even the shittiest circumstances sort of seem comforting.
(not really. he just wants to nap. to think about the futility of life in peace. to not have to remember he’s an alpha initiate right this very second.)
he gestures vaguely to the area around them. “what’ll it be, sunbaenim?” there’s no alcohol in their vicinity to chug and he can’t think of any beach-related hazing activities that could happen on a whim. harim continues, tiredly. “want me to eat a bunch of sand?”
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he’s kind of used to mind-numbing exhaustion, both of the physical and mental variety. overworking yourself since a sprightly young age of LEGAL ENOUGH TO DITCH HOME AND NEVER LOOK BACK tends to have that impact, and harim’s more or less adapted to it. but there’s something particularly tiring about having to go through the hazing rituals of an oh-so glorious alpha initiate on top of working, on top of studying (yeah, studying, in the summer), and on top of dodging phone calls from unknown numbers that he knows belong to his parents.
so.
maybe it’s a pride thing (he’ll concede that much—he’s stubborn to a fault), but he isn’t really in the mood to dwell in how tired he actually is. there’s shit to be done, people to be talked to, accomplishments to be made, and harim’s sure he can sacrifice a couple more hours of sleep with little immediate detriment. sure, future harim might be wracked with sleep debt and maybe as an elderly man, he’ll curse his younger self for being a reckless asshole, but just for today, he’ll neglect the future and live in the present.
and in the present, he has shit to figure out. being miles away from home means he’s miles away from work and being miles away from work means he’s miles deep in broke-ass hell.
it’d probably be easier to make sense of his schedule if he wasn’t nursing a killer hangover (seriously? no mercy around these parts) and his body wasn’t aching from the aftermath of trying to get across a body of water probably not meant to be crossed with a pool noodle or an air mattress. as much as he'd like to be responsible and meticulous about his life, however, he really is tired. he could run a couple of miles if he had to, but he's tired in a different way; he just wants to relax, to stop feeling that wound-up tension in his veins shocking him from beneath his skin.
at the very least, he’s grateful for the reliable pillars in his life, the few people he can wholly and candidly (as candidly as jung harim can manage, at least) depend on. he’s met a few new friends, met a few new upperclassmen he’s caught between fearing and admiring, and he's met a fair share of people he could really give minimal shits about, but he’s especially grateful for the troopers that have been around much longer.
it’s why his immediate response to giving up on Responsibility(TM) is to knock twice on cabin black’s door before the bonfire's scheduled to start. he holds his breath as he nudges it open, only letting out a sigh when he sees it’s almost empty save for one person—zhou xiaoli.
with an unpracticed comfort, harim drags his feet across the ground and flops over immediately onto xiaoli’s bed and the older boy’s back, careless in nature but careful not to make any contact that might see a stray discharge of electricity touching xiaoli's skin..
“you’re warm, hyung,” harim says first and foremost. and then, as an afterthought, as though trying to find a good reason that wasn’t ‘needing human interaction with people who wouldn’t make him shotgun a beer on the spot’ for seeking him out: “do you have bug repellant?”
@rmxiaoli
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“%” for a CURIOUS text.
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hey bro i love u bro no homo tho
uh… ilu too man but are u dying or something
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“✆” for a MORNING text.
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