kim.Minseok

Kim MinSeok, 19; sophomore Gangjeon Complex #411 with Hoon rp only.

[seongminseok]

#ooc

Hi, everyone!~~ 

I've already notified Acchan, but I'm taking a long semi-hiatus of one month. I'm moving to Korea and I've a lot to worry about before being able to do replies again, but since I think that one month is too much, I'm only taking a semi-hiatus, because who knows? I may be able to do some replies. XD

This is also to Jaeseop. So don't worry if I take some time to reply, I will! It isn't my intention to drop Minseok and Jaeseop, so please be patient before I will be back! ^___^~~

[seongminseok]

{ To the left, or to the right? // MinSeok & SeHun

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There isn’t much Sehun could do when he opened his eyes. It’s pitch black, everything is pitch black, and the area he’s laying down on isn’t exactly the most comfortable spot in the world. The ground is hard and cold and honestly, he’s not sure how he ended up down there all disheveled and confused. He also feels a burning pain along the side of his head and a faint voice pulls him back to reality, asking whether he was okay or not.

He raises an eyebrow when he sees the guy poking him on his side. Where exactly was he? He doesn’t remember the last thing he did, neither did he knew who the guy was. “What the hell?” he suddenly murmurs, voice thick and hoarse, dry from just waking up. “What happened? Where am I?” The last thing he remembers is trying to find his directions back to the— “Aw, shit. I’m still stranded in the forest?!”

[seongminseok]

For one moment, Minseok stood up and started walking in circles, in pure despair, because he knew nothing about first aid, and if the boy started bleeding, or if he died?! He was grabbing his head and almost crying, then he heard some voice and, thanks God, it was the boy he had just hitted. Sure, he would be annoyed because some random boy threw a rock on him, but Minseok hoped that he would understand. The first questions, though, made him wonder if he made the boy lose his memory. Just great, Minseok! He had not only hurt him, but now he didn't know who he was. But, at least, he remembered that he was already lost.

He ran to the boy, all worried, kneeing in front of him. "Hey! How many fingers are here?!" Minseok showed his hand with four fingers up, hoping to hear the right answer. "What is your name?! No, wait... I don't know your name either... Answer how many fingers are here!!!" He said, tripping on his own words.

[hiraethyra]

♛

[thisisjustforfunval]

[seongminseok]

Hyung, don't shush me!!! (* ಠ_ಠ)

[mnseok]

© ʟ-ᴋᴀᴛʜʏ

[yorubaka]

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Midsummer's Night Nightmare - Minseok and Joon -

He was not sure if he had any guilty conscience or not. If someone would ask him, he would probably say no, of course not; if required, he would fake that he had it. But, when he was alone, with nobody around, just him and his thoughts, Joon would bet on it easily that he had none. Either that or very little left.

So, why did he dream of her tonight? It started like a normal dream. He was walking down a street and he spotted a girl at the end of it, waiting to cross it. The light had not turned green for pedestrians yet. Joon was quite amused by her and from afar she looked pretty so he hurried to greet her. Because, why not? But the closer he got to her, the redder he dress got. Blood red. It was as if her dress was bleeding by itself.

By the time he was a metre away, the dress was soaked and he swallowed, realizing he knew who this girl was. When she turned around, face as white as snow and lips blue, he muttered ”Soo Young” before he woke up, sitting in his bed soaked in sweat, annoyed and somewhat scared. What on earth?

His heart was beating rapidly and his palms were sweating like crazy. He hurried to the bathroom and splashed cold water at himself. Pull yourself together. Quickly, Joon got dressed and walked outside, with a pack of cigarettes. His heart was still beating in an uneven rhythm and he needed to cam down, in any way possible.

[seongminseok]

Because everything changed a lot, Minseok had never thought about some things that could be called "old memories," but, in fact, were just asleep feelings. So, time by time he had those strange dreams where he was caught on deep confusion about his feelings towards Junhyung and Jongdae. Obviously, when he was awake there was nothing to be confuse about: he liked Junhyung, and he didn't feel the same way about Jongdae anymore.

But... Because it was Minseok, it couldn't be only dreams. It should bother him for hours and doubt his own feelings. Those dreams were dragging him into deep thoughts all day long.

He was usually seated at the cafeteria — where him and Jongdae had inumerous meetings, and also where he had met Junhyung — but there was nothing more around him; just him, the chair, the table and his cappuccino. Suddenly, he starts choking on the drink, and keeps gasping for minutes, feeling like he would die, until Junhyung come to him and starts kissing him, ending the pain. But when he moves away, it is Jongdae who he sees, and Minseok wakes up still gasping.

Minseok felt like, this day, he couldn't focus properly on anything, so he decided to walk around the campus, far from the cafeteria, to think with himself about everything his mind was bringing up recently.

[seongminseok]

I'm in crazy needs of plots because everyone I plot with disappears.

I've actually nothing to reply.

So I'll just sit here and open my arms for plots. Come to me, everyone \;-;/

[seongminseok]

{ To the left, or to the right? // MinSeok & SeHun

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Sehun ususally has a good sense of direction but when it came to walking arounf a forest with trees that had no distinct difference, thinhs might become rocky: like the situation now. Groaning inwardly, he takes closer step to where he hears the noises of a crowd, seriously hoping that they were people he hears and not some sort of herd of wolves and bears. He came with his cabin mate as part of the dare the two of them lost to and what was suppose to be harmless fun became harmful ignorance. As the day slowlt faded into the night, he begins to regret not coming out with a charged phone, only the jug of water to spare him.

As he takes a turn, he accidentally steps on a twig and it snaps into two. There’s a sudden ruffling of foot steps and Sehun becomes hopeful that there might be someone else out there. Shuffling towards the source of the sound, he hurries around the pine tree and is caught off guard when he feels a painful tug on the back of his head. The only thing he remembers is a faint whisper before his vision completely faded to black.

[seongminseok]

Minseok heard a noise after he threw the rock, like something hitting the ground. He wouldn't be worried if it was a soft and short noise, it would indicate that it wasn't a huge wild animal at least, but it sounded like a harsh thud against the ground. Minseok freaked out imagining what kind of animal could do such a noise when falling on the ground — there were bears in the area?!

It took a while to the short boy gather the courage to verify what have happened, what he had hit, and, with very slow steps, trying to not do much noisy while stepping on dry leaves, he went for the exact place where he threw the rock. Being Minseok, he was also kinf of worried if he had hurt some animal. His intention was just to scare it, not hurt it. But, for his surprise, what he have hit was, actually, one of SNU's student. He stook in the same position for a while, but as soon as his brain started up again, he run to the boy fainted and crouched down near him, shaking his body.

"Hey, hey! Hey, I'm sorry, I... Are you okay? Hi?" Minseok asked non-stopping. He was almost crying, thinking he had killed someone and hopeless that he would get out of this forest. "Ya~~~ Wake up, please!" He started to poke incessantly, hoping to have any reaction from the boy.

[krisinsanity]

[seongminseok]

{ To the left, or to the right? // MinSeok & SeHun

Minseok wasn't a fan of the nature. He did like it, or he wouldn't go to the retreat at all, but he was more the kind of person who would sit with his sketchbook over his lap and trace on a blank page the wonderful landscape ahead of him.

Even though he had it in mind at first, the plan didn't go as expected. Minseok was somewhere lost in the forest and what was supposed to be a good time, just drawing for hours and hours, became a daytime nightmare — and the slight fear of the night coming wasn't helping the chubby Minseok.

"How did it happen? Where's the right way?" He mumbled for himself, scrathing the nape and looking around. Sure, if he could get lost with a map on his hands, as it had happened once with Hoon, it would obviously happen with nothing to guide him. Even the noises that his own steps were doing were scaring him, and just to add to this amazing scene; he had no cellphone with him.

Then all that had remained to Minseok was to sit and cry. Not literally cry, but whine about the whole situation. Before he could sit, he heard some noise around him and this time he knew it wasn't him — he wasn't moving at all — and he wasn't sure if there was any wild animal there. He grabbed a small rock to scare whatever it was, and threw from where he believed the noise was coming, shouting a "Yaaa!!~"

[seongminseok]

#ooc

Quick message; I was kind of busy these days because of an event I'm organizing x-x~ but today and tomorrow all starters and replies will be done for both Jaeseop and Minseok!

I've answered everyone, so if you are waiting a message from me, send it again! ♥

[hitmeme]

140602 EXO 1st Concert “THE LOST PLANET IN HONGKONG” Day 2

cr:민석아,누나야

[seongminseok]

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♪ CRAYON (G-Dragon)

Minseok liked to sit in the middle of the campus and make drawings of the prople around him. There was always someone that would grab his attention, and this day in special a boy was this one person. His facial features were kind of different from everyone else, Minseok was enjoying drawing him so much. The red crayon tracing his strong lips, the black one his small eyes… Minseok’s head was going up and down, from the boy’s figure a bit far from him to his sketchbook’s page. He did remember this boy from the few times he had watched Hoon training football, but he have never noticed how handsome he was. Minseok chuckled because, well, people at SNU would think he was creepy for drawing everyone, but there was nothing he could do when people were like this boy.

[seongminseok]

{ Incidents & Meetings // Minseok & Yixing

It was another day at the Cooking Club. Minseok was excited to learn something new, and also thinking for who he was going to give the meal — he usually always did it thinking of someone that would like what he was cooking, so it always had lots of love over everything. But not different of other days, Minseok was just too clumsy with his tiny hands. He was the kind of person that, without even starting to cook, would have his apron already dirty — somtimes of the blood of little cuts on his fingers.

This time, though, dirty wasn't a problem, but the organization of his space. Things were almost climbing each other because there was no sufficient space for everything, and Minseok's slight OCD was driving him crazy. How hard would it be to like things organized, but be as clumsy as Minseok?

It was in the half-action of mixing the delicious cover of the cake when he realized that he couldn't remember if he had added eggs to the mix of the cake. Minseok stopped, crouching in front of the oven and trying to take back from his mind the memory of him adding the eggs to the mixture. The cake would be ruined if he didn't. Then, the smell of something burning called him back to the reality and he stood up in despair, looking to the sweat dense chocolate liquid getting burnt in the pan. He turned the fire off and took the pan as fast as he could to rest it inside the sink, but Minseok would obviously get burnt at the time that the oven's alarm started ringing to announce that he cake should be taken off of the oven.

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Send me a ♪ and I'll put all of my songs on shuffle and write a drabble involving our muses with the next song that comes on.

[hoyahuh]