KWON SEUNGMIN, better known as MIN, is the GROUP LEADER, HIP HOP UNIT LEADER AND MAIN RAPPER of CHARM under BC ENTERTAINMENT. He was born on DECEMBER 31, 1996. He looks a little like MARK LEE OF NCT.
haaaay people 🌻🌻 !! you can call me moon & i’m super excited to be joining this group! i come from cst, and go by she/her/hers pronouns. however, enough about me... i joined with my sweet boy seungmin in charm! the basic overview of my sad nerdy boy who loves horses is right under the cut~ 🤓 i’m v v v excited to get to know all of you and plot with your wonderful muses, so hit that like button below if you’re interested and lets plot up a storm!😝
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a new york city born boy!!!! english speakers wya???
has two older sisters youngest child and only boy 😔
family had a grocery store growing up, but one of those corner small ones?? they were low-middle class, and his parents really could not afford 3 kids but they managed to get by somehow
his sisters are v v bitchy and a lot older than him so they would push him around & he just took it like the pushover he is 😭
when he got older starting at age 8, he would help out at his parents’ store, mopping floors n doing all the dirty work as a Man
one day he was helping out and what do you know~ they see him dancing with a broom singing a song, and he was Cute. they said ‘’’yoooo you really have the bc look so why don’t you come and audition’’’
his dad and mom rly thought hard n they decided to convince him to audition???? bc the scout made Really promising statements of how they would not STruggle anymore if he succeeded so they sent him becos the bills were racking up
he went to sk~ and trained for 4 years before knight’s debut was announced.... they asked “do you want to be leader of the next group or maknae of this one” but being the young Man and thinking about his dad he said “leader!” all happy n shit .... little did he kno it would be THREE whole years till charm was announced
each time he called home,,, his parents basically said “work hard to see us again” rly sad and desperate i know.... but he still went ahead and worked harder bc he rly missed his fam 😥
finally!!!! 2015 n charm debuts,,, success!!! except not rly because all his $money$ goes to supportin his sisters
tbh all he rly wants to do is buy a horse n bring his family to korea so they never have to work again but rn his sisters make it Hard
for now??? i think he is p much just chillin inside charm saving money so he can support his fam
personality wise 🤭 he is a v nice guy and likes to stick to himself,,,, v innocent and pure so anyone wanna corrupt him??
when he was younger he used to play with toy horses in the stockroom of his parents store n that’s why he really loves horses to this day,,, that girl in high school that liked horses n anime? ya that is seungmin.... if ur muse likes anime, plz let him have a netflix fest with u!!!
he rly wants the best for everyone and will be the biggest pushover whether someone takes advantage of him or just hates him for being the Good Guy?? he will probably cry n sulk in bed
that is p much it!!!! if u want to kno more because i could go on abt him 4ever, just msg me n i will share 🥴🥴🥴
he is just a soft boi so pls be nice 2 him pretty plz
shoulder muscles tightened in a shiver to the tune of the table shaking. seungmin had stronger fists than sung would have imagine, though, he supposed he could pass it off as passion for this vague idea of bold action. vague, at least, considering how half baked this idea was. “i’ve never seen the hangover movie, but, i think, if it requires seven bottles of vodka, uh, that might be too dangerous to try? i’m not so sure about you, but one drink of some soju or beer tends to have an effect on me.” some might have called it completely wasted, himself included, but sung didn’t think it was appropriate to divulge the entirety of his life story to seungmin. sung’s arm slid across the table, wrist flipped up so his palm faced seungmin, “–not to say i don’t want to participate. i’d like to try to be bold with you. it could be good for me, too. just, safe and bold, right?”
if asked, sung wouldn’t have hesitated to admit that he was glad when seungmin gave up on the original idea, but left to the air, it would stay a secret between him and the o2.
the next idea, in sung’s opinion, wasn’t as bad. it wasn’t as dangerous, for one, if done in the right settings. he wasn’t all that well-versed in the specific rules bc had for tattoos and piercings, since daisuke didn’t want tattoos in the first place, so he relied on seungmin’s knowledge there. agreement sat on the tip of his tongue, visible through the bars of a jail cell of teeth. billowing grey smoke created stretching wisps in his stomach. “i think… well, it would be cool. not a lot of idols have those kinds of things, and i don’t think anyone would expect that from you. but, is this for you? or others? is it what you’d think would make you happiest?”
seungmin’s fully aware that the seven bottles of vodka is merely an exaggeration fo what he can actually handle. it was just in theory, or at least that’s what he’s telling himself when all he does is keep his head low, chin tucked in a puff of breath. “ definitely dangerous.. i drink two shots of whatever anyone gives me and i’m already dizzy and stumbling over my two feet ! ” seungmin admits fully, watching joosung’s arm slide across the table. “ it’s like... can you really be safe and bold at the same time, hyung ? it’s always one or the other.. at least, that’s what i’ve been observing. ” truly, seungmin didn’t know if it were even possible to be both at the same time, so instead of pondering over the matters any further, he just mopes in his seat with his arms against his chest.
it doesn’t last much longer when he thinks of the question. it gets all serious.. something he’s not really exposed to when his position inside charm is just hiding behind the shadows of the rest of the members. “ that’s a hard question... ” seungmin admits, the cold glass of grapefruit ade wrapped by his fingers. he clenches harder while he thinks, and even manages to forget about the frigid cold temperature of the melted ice. “ see ? my happiness is appeasing the fans.. but tattoos and edginess i don’t think is the way to set myself away from being horseboy... i can’t really win if you think about it like that. ” he mumbles, gnawing down on his bottom lip. “ sorry.. i think i just made the conversation too serious. sorry about that. ”
changhee was past the age of feeling forced to be bold. he’s been in the industry for 10 years. at this point he feels there’s no reason for him to even try. he doesn’t see the point really. fans knew what they where getting with decipher. they’ve been in the industry far to long for bc to care about their image. and fans still stick around. “i don’t think that’s a good idea. it doesn’t really match charm’s image. and you don’t wanna stray to far from that image. fans don’t really appreciate it when you do. you don’t have to be flat on your ass drunk to be bold.” he said giving the other man a questioning glance.
“but just so you know being bold isn’t necessary.” he’s seemed to make it 10 years without being particularly bold by any stretch of the imagination. when he first stared out he knew he wasn’t going to change who he was. and fans either accepted that or turned their back on him. he honestly didn’t care. for him being an idol wasn’t about making a good impression or gaining popularity. it’s about having fun. someone failed to mention that being an idol wasn’t always fun. he never cared about changing his image. “if you want my honest opinion i say don’t care about what your “fans” think of you.” he made sure to put air quotes around the word fans. if seungmin chose to be goofy then real fans would accept that. “real” fans don’t care. you don’t need the validation of a bunch of random people. just be you.”
okay... so, seungmin feels a bit defeated when such a big company senior rejects his idea. he should be respectful and what not.. right? seungmin does his best, keeping his chin up in a wide smile reaching from one ear to the next. “ true... ” he begins, tapping his palms against the back of his neck. “ but my current image right now doesn’t really fit charm and all... when i’m just known as a horseboy that loves anime. ” he doesn’t know what’s best, really out of luck at this point. charm was the boy next door, and in reality, seungmin was just the loser nerd next door.
“ being bold is more just me wanting to stand different... ” his voice trails when he takes a deep breath, rolling his palms now down against his lap. “ respectfully spoken, of course, sunbaenim. ” safe to say, he feels uncomfortable here like he’s being interrogated by a company senior. still, seungmin wants to assume the best and keep high spirits up so only his chipper smile is visible. “ i can definitely see what you mean, but i really care about what the fans think. after all, they’re the reasons for why i’m here. y’know ? ”
Even if they could survive doing something as reckless and dangerous as chugging several bottles of hard liquor, and even if they could do it without risking the consequences of their company and the general public, Daisuke still wouldn’t have been all that interested in partaking. He didn’t care for drinking, even after coming of legal age to do so. The taste of most alcohol was enough to put him off, and he could only handle drinking the occasional beer, a shot or two of soju or wine. But mostly he just preferred not to drink. “If you blacked out, you wouldn’t remember anything during that time, so you wouldn’t really have an amazing story to tell, hyung.” He chuckled fondly at the older male.
“Goku might not be the best option.. Maybe something with a little bit more deeper meaning?” He had never thought about getting a tattoo himself, but if he had to think on it, he knew that his tattoo would be something Sung related. As sappy as it sounded, the older male was a very important facet of his life, if not the most important. “I think you’d look good with a nose stud, hyung. You could definitely pull it off,” he said softly, nodding his head in encouragement. “You pull of just about anything well.”
two for two, and seungmin sulks back into his chair even deeper than he initially thought he couldn’t. seungmin’s back arches and he rolls out the knots inside the back of his neck, and it’s safe to say he’s just hit a brick wall at this point of ideas. “ true, but the people around me would have a cool story to speak about. if that word gets around, then maybe that’ll be enough for people to see me differently than the shy kid around the corner ? ” seungmin sheepishly adds, ducking his head down and keeping his arms closer to his chest. but on the flip side, he can’t make a serious argument any further when laughter leaves his voice.
“ if not goku, aang’s arrow on my arm. it’d be symbolic, like totally epic... don’t ya think ? ” it doesn’t take much but one anime reference to open the gates, and suddenly, seungmin was flooding with his fast paced words getting tongue tied in between. but the sudden complements wrap him up, and seungmin sits with an egregious look on his face, dismissively flapping his arms in front of him. “ you’re being too nice ! stop that ! ” he beams widely, shaking his head furiously back and forth. “ i get overlooked because i’m small, and that’s the only reason nobody pays that much attention to me. ”
“yeah, it has been a really long time, hasn’t it?” ting’s smile faltered a little bit, his lips tugging downwards into a smile for a moment. it was a little sad now that it had finally settled in that he hadn’t seen seungmin in a while. someone that he considered to be very near and dear to his heart had to basically be ignored because of the amount of work that dimensions put on his plate. and he knew that it was only going to get worse in the upcoming months. he was just glad that he was going to be able to spend at least a little bit of time with his friends, especially the smaller male he had invited over. he smacked a smile back on his face. “yeah, soju! but i have some soda and juice and stuff too, if that’s what you want instead. no worries.” he could sense a little bit of a mood shift and he wanted to avoid any discomfort. “you could never be a nuisance to me, man! stop all that.” he placed the bags on the counter of the kitchen and started taking out the containers of food. “this month has been a bit of a vacation month for us, but we’re about to start working on our next album and some more things pretty soon. 2021 is going to be just as busy for us as 2020 was. thanks, hyung.. that really means a lot.”
to be honest, seungmin couldn’t figure out the amount of time that passed since he last saw the younger idol. however, it was enough to know that unity was always busy, and the similar schedules of charm only kept them further apart. it was nice to unwind and catch up, even if it wasn’t that frequent. “ did you grow taller since the last time i saw you ? ” he jokes, raising a hand far above the head of ting. okay, a bad joke at that, but still seungmin’s never gotten a good hand at being funny for all that long. “ glad you have juice, i’ve been drinking so much apple juice lately. it’s my new favorite ! ” seungmin’s far from being uncomfortable and back to being his own self by the time he’s walking into the apartment, making himself feel all at home by sitting into the chair. it’s pretty much the same as being with any of his other members, and for that he’s forever grateful for someone like ting in his life. “ i like your place.. kinda weird how we started as trainees and now we’re all living in our own place. it’s like we’re growing up, but i don’t feel that much older. ” his hands are already helping way across the counter, taking the lids off the containers, listening intently. “ i’m glad dimensions is giving you a break though ! i worry they overwork unity too much as times, so be sure to take care of yourself here and there ! ”
when it came to things having choreography, duri always got a bit worried. he’s not a dancer, he doesn’t have a dancing position in knight - so, he always felt like he needed the extra practice. this time around, however, it was for another solo release of his, because bc entertainment wanted to prove that he can do dance tracks, after the fact that chocolate didn’t do that well on the charts, but did a lot better psychically. but, nonetheless, he was spending a bunch of time practicing the dance before having to film the music video and promoting the song for only two weeks. but, he wanted to make sure it was perfect performances. so, that’s how he found himself within one of the practice rooms, practicing the choreography.
he had finished a round of practice, a water bottle going to lips, before his eyes are looking at the window, managing to make eye contact with seungmin. a giggle couldn’t help but to leave his lips, a wave happening towards the only. “hi!” he says as the other greeted him when walking in, lighting up a bit more. he chuckles softly, “i think i might practice a bit too much,” he admits. “knight isn’t coming back yet!” he says. “but, i am!”
patting away his palms on his lap, seungmin feels extra cautious just because he’s aware that he’s not in the best mood, and that would just result in something worse if he decided to let it show. so, he sits with an extreme grin, painful even, but that sort of discomfort goes away when the knight member starts speaking. “ you are ? ” seungmin definitely sounds surprised right now when he asks, but it’s his own fault for not looking at the whole company schedules ahead of time. lately... he just wasn’t with it. “ sorry... i uh... haven’t been paying attention lately if i’m being honest... ” he sounds uncertain, but quickly he switches the subject when he stands back on his own two feet shuffling towards the mirrored walls.
“ think you can give me a spoiler ? i always love your solo music, hyung ! could use a pick me up right about now. ” okay, so maybe seungmin was being selfish trying to do everything except what he was supposed to be doing, but there wasn’t harm in getting to hear more about something if he was genuinely interested in it... right? “ maybe i can learn a few moves alongside you ! well, uh... that is if you don’t mind. i can leave if ya want... ” too lost inside his own thoughts, and once again seungmin surely feels he’s stepped over his boundaries.
there’s a million other things spawning like rapid fire inside his head — a minor tweak to a revision on a track here, a meeting shuffling through concept changes in the next hour. yet, chung gyujeong handpicks his own methods to scrape by the time he doesn’t have.
his body leans back in his chair, eyes perched on the ceiling above. he pays no attention to the huffs of seungmin, dismissing it more as a youth in revolt than a mid-life crisis edging in his twenties. “hold your horses, cowboy — we’re in seoul, not some american college house party.” the tone lacks condescension, edges more on the brink of sarcasm when a grin peeks through his mouth, the roll of his eyes to follow. “nose ring and tattoos on the other hand, isn’t that a bit punk rock for a horseboy senpai like you?”
the laugh gyujeong offers poses itself like a condolence, half-amused yet half-disturbed when his eyebrows scrunch together, skepticism. it bleeds into a lackluster stare by the time his eyes roll back around to the charm member. “you’re already the coolest person i know — you wear naruto shirts in public, not many people can pull off that shit.” it’s honest, liberating to see the view
(his eyes open widely, attest to it all).
a tilt in his head, his teeth bite down on his lower lip. a suggestion, a clue — life lessons spoken true. “eat a bowl of naruto ramen, and then do the naruto run down the hall — no one will question your coolness by that point.”
seungmin can’t help but burst into a fit of laughter when he hears the old saying coming out of his hyung’s mouth, and he nearly makes a show by the time his arms are shot out, hands flapping away. “ hyung ! i’m trying to get away from the cowboy thing and um... branch off into frat territory if you didn’t get it by now. ” seungmin argues, but there’s honestly no point in trying when he can’t control the laughter that follows. he drums his palms against the table, and well it’s already in his mind that he doesn’t expect the older idol to understand when knight’s always been so different from himself. “ horseboy senpai, c’mon ! ”
his phone’s already lit up with a collection of fashion pictures that fans have snapped of him, and when seungmin tosses the phone back to his hyung, he mopes back into his seat awaiting the reaction. “ you can’t think this is cool, can you ? there’s articles going around saying i don’t own normal clothes save for the stage outfits bc picks out. ” well, that was kinda true now that he looked at it... nevermind. definitely true when he thinks back to the last load of laundry he did. “ ramen does sound good though... let’s just get regular ramen. not naruto ramen, i’m turning over a new leaf. help me out here now. ”
“bold? oh i’m all ears,” she assumed it was going to be something childish, preposterous, out of touch with reality and suggested only for the sake of shock value, and well, she was thoroughly correct. “seven bottles of vodka? are you serious? i bet it takes two glasses of hot chocolate with a little bit of rum to get you drunk. and you know that’s just a movie, right? you’d probably end up in the emergency room with a severe alcohol poisoning. however, i would support the idea of buying a giraffe. i’d like to own a giraffe too, just like alan,” was it a tease? yes and no, but she didn’t dare to share that information with him.
“look, kid, you’re too young to be going through a midlife crisis. but hypothetically speaking, you could get a nose ring and some tattoos. they’re pretty popular these days so you definitely wouldn’t be the only one. but would you be getting those tattoos for the right reasons? or just because you want to look cool during your next comeback? if you want people to take you seriously, you need to stop acting like a child,” she had every intention to laugh, but somehow, she managed to refrain from showing any emotions, genuinely willing to offer him a proper advice. “why don’t you start with something much simpler? like clothes? and if you stop liking your new style, you can always just throw away the clothes.”
“ what’s the point of drinking if people think you’re drinking hot chocolate and don’t know there’s alcohol in it ? ” seungmin queries, scrunching up his nose as he speaks, but when he realizes who’s sitting in front of him for the umpteenth time, he squirms instinctively in his seat. it was kinda hard not to be afraid of a company senior, nonetheless one that possessed such a scary aura when she was standing in front of him.
seungmin gnaws on his bottom lip absentmindedly, really unknowing what to say to her. was it a joke? or was it serious? he’d like to assume it was the former for his own sake, so he musters out a loud laugh hoping it’ll ease up the awkwardness. “ yeah sure, you can be alan, yoonah sunbaenim. i can be doug ! ” he wipes his sweaty palms all frantically on his jeans, rocking back and forth on the chair. things... certainly could get better if he tried, right? “ i wouldn’t say it’s a midlife crisis.... ” pause, and he thinks about how to choose his words correctly. “ i dunno what it is, probably just me being average and wondering how to stand out. ” seungmin shuffles inside his seat a bit more, and quite frankly, he was just setting himself up for a disaster of a conversation when a visible frown popped into his face. “ why would i throw away clothes ? that’s such a waste. “
Jaemin looked up at Seungmin from his drink, eyebrows raised in suprise at his words yet nothing was said, letting him continue to express himself trying to find out if he was being serious about it or a joke. “ Can you even drink one?” He asked, as much as it could be seen as the senior teasing him, there was no mocking tone on his words as he asked. “Start with something easier for your liver…” Jaemin said, a small piece of advice as someone older..who had drank more duringhis younger days.
“Wait that’s all?” His eyes snapped open, falling on the young Charm member in front of him before shaking his head, curls falling over his eyes as he did. “You know there are fake ones if you are just lookng for a concept…” Jaemin commented, he was not the one to speak and give advice to the younger idols after all to each their own but this time he couldn’t help but speak out to his junior.
“ c’mon hyung... ” seungmin feels kinda targeted like he’s back into the seat of a kid. it’s a challenge to him, and he puffs his mouth out further voice all whiny. “ i’d like to say i could drink seven... maybe even eight ! ” he’s lying, even though his brain is telling him it’s pretty much pointless, but what’s the harm in trying. “ you forget, i’m still pretty young... ” twenty four to be in fact, but he omits that tiny number. “ my liver’s as fresh as it’s ever gonna get. no bad in trying now, right ? ” for him, he’s never personally experienced a hangover. but life was all about experiences, and he was bound to come to one at some point sooner or later.
seungmin moves around in his seat a bit, uncomfortable when he drops both arms flat onto the table. “ fake ones make people look lame, you have to do the real one so people know you’re cool. ” he counters, and by the way his face drops, it’s obvious to anyone by now that he’ll just always be horse boy at this rate. “ enough about me, i’ll figure it out eventually, i guess. how have ya been, hyung ? ”
for a moment, jaein simply stares at seungmin because she thinks he’s joking. then she remembers who she’s speaking to and realizes that he is indeed not joking. it’s one of those tv narrator moments that snap her back into reality, and she quickly grimaces at the things that seungmin is listing out as bold. “i think that it’s a recipe for disaster that i don’t even know where to begin.” she’s not sure if she should pop open naver dictionary to remind seungmin that there’s a clear difference between bold and stupid, and she thinks that most of these things fall towards the latter.
“how about you just dye your hair color something vivid? i think that’s a much safer and reasonable choice.” she’s not sure exactly how bold he wants of a suggestion, but she can’t seem to think of anything that wouldn’t kill his career or kill him in the hands of his company. look, dimensions might be bad, but she’s heard too many things of bc and their controlling ways. “or just drink two bottles of vodka and then sleep like a baby because i’m not dealing with that,” she states with another shake of her head. “why are we even having this conversation again?”
seungmin realizes early on in their friendship that jaein’s always smarter and more reasonable than he’ll ever be, and that’s probably why he tends to gravitate towards her inside his random bursts of ideas. however, he still deflates back into his chair when she pops his bubble, but he still grins past it all. “ okay, just ignore it then. you’re no fun, y’know that ? when are you gonna let loose and live life, you boring grandma. we’re twenty four now. ” ...okay, he’s not that fun either, but what’s the harm in an obvious joke?
it takes about three seconds before he throws back his head, cracking into his own burst of laughter before she can offer him a response. really, it’s his own fault for being bad at horseplay in the first place. “ dye my hair... maybe for the next charm comeback i’ll do a bright pink, what do you think ? ” seungmin questions, but the thought of bleach back on his head burning his scalp forces him to grimace hard, scrunching up his face. “ two bottles, i dunno if that’ll be enough for me to sleep like a baby. how many shots is two bottles again ? we’re having this conversation right now because i’m figuring out how to spice up my image. ” now, seungmin’s just being plainly honest, finding his own niche inside a group of thirteen members. he’s always just been the lame one. “ i have too many fans complaining about me wearing naruto and tkyo ghoul shirts. ”
“bold,” he repeats. watching as the other makes a show of the statement, an eyebrow lifting with some amusement at the sight of the other trying to make himself appear taller, more than. the skepticism is clear as day across his face as he remains silent for a few beats, studying the charm member he had thought was one of their older. now he wasn’t quite as sure, unable to tell if he was simply cute or young, naive. “seven might be a bit much for you,” he replies slowly, leaning back in his seat as he works to process the full implications of his idea. “the hangover wouldn’t be fun in practice, either.”
he decides just as quickly that seungmin was just naturally cuter, making a face at his expression unconsciously, working through the suggestions n his head of what would be the least extreme in practice, but the most effective in scratching whatever itch the other had gotten without causing a scandal. “i’ll go with for a tattoo. you can do one of the gumball machine ones,” he offered, exhaling more heavily with some uncertainty. “that’d be bold.”
sitting forward with his hands folded, eyes narrowed, his own, more leader-like side peaked through briefly. “what brought this crisis on?”
seungmin sucks in some air, lips pouted outwardly all crooked before turning his head. the thought of practice brought to his attention, and well, now he was back into the dilemma that sprawled this in the first place. “ seven is a lucky number, that’s why i picked it ! ” he explains, sitting up more in his seat as he remembered the lessons about being polite to your elders. “ i don’t know what a hangover feels like, but maybe it’ll turn me into a changed man or somethin’... what do you think ? ”
gumball machine said, seungmin scrunches up his eyebrows when he thinks about a physical gumball on his arm... definitely wouldn’t be his first choice, and not so much bold. “ is it bold to get colorful circles on your arm ? i think that’s the image i’m looking to get away from... ” seungmin tries his best to remain respectful, arching his back a bit when he puffs his chest out sitting straight. why’d this feel like an interview? “ honestly, i just looked through the comments again, and all the fans still call me baby. i’m well over twenty now... that’s not baby ! ”
Being one of the youngest members of CHARM but having the appearance and attitude of someone that was seemingly one of the eldest, especially due to his very tall height, had always put Daisuke in a weird spot. Or more less weird, and more so comical. Whenever situations like his current one with Seungmin occurred, he had to be the one who added a little bit more reasonable suggestions. Getting absolutely shit faced was something that they definitely couldn’t do - at least not easily. Being under the watchful eye of the general public meant that it wasn’t easy for them to get away with things that anyone else could. Not to mention he didn’t think anyone could survive chugging seven bottles of alcohol. “I thought you wanted to have fun, not die from alcohol poisoning, hyung.” He looked at him from his position seated.
He pondered his question a little bit. “I think a tattoo could be nice. Maybe a little stud nose ring, not a hooped one?” He suggested, trying his best to help along his process. Daisuke didn’t really make many changes to his appearance, except maybe highlights here and there. The most drastic thing he had done was added green highlights to his black hair. But as of late, his hair had been dyed back to all black, although there was still enough time for BC to decide they wanted to do something different with him.
okay... well, daisuke had a fair point there. there wasn’t really anything beneficial to chugging so many bottles of vodka when, in fact, he’s probably had like seven shots total in his entire life. inside his head, however, it was a better idea when he envisioned himself as doug. “ y’know, they always show the best times on movies and tv with alcohol. thought if i blacked out or somethin’, i’d have one of those incredible stories to tell ! ” seungmin replies, hands waving around maybe a bit too loud for his manager to hear. all it takes is one look, and seungmin tends back to his chair and the tall company in front of him.
“ tattoo, yeah.. totally. i was thinking getting goku tattooed on me. but now that i think of it, probably not the best thing because i might regret it when i’m seventy or my parents won’t like it very much... ” he sulks, crossing his arms against his chest. “ you think i’d look good with a nose ring, or uh.. nose stud ? ” seungmin had been revealing too many insecurities inside this conversation, but any sign of confidence was already dropped by the time it was another charm member and not someone else in the company. well, screw it. he’d just be himself.
“ uh... okay, so hear me out.... i want to do something bold ! ” seungmin puffs out his chest, loud and proud when he slams his fists on the table to stand up tall. well, maybe not tall since he’s only 5′9, but he can at least pretend for a second when he decides this is his chance to finally become more than the horseboy who laughs way too much for his own good. “ like... maybe we can chug seven bottles of vodka, that’s enough... to film our own hangover movie, right ? ” okay, seungmin definitely doesn’t sound certain when he slides back into his seat and turns his eyes away from the person sitting across from him. maybe, it’s just hopeless at this point to breakaway from who he’s been.
with an elbow on his table, seungmin catches his chin on his hand. “ okay... maybe not that bold. but what can i do ? maybe i’ll just get like a nose ring and some tattoos.. that’ll make me look cool when charm comes back soon. what do you think ? ” his lips kinda pout outward, but it’s not some pretend aegyo or attempt to be cute. it’s just that he feels like a loser when he’s twenty-four and the fans still call him out for wearing his naruto shirt religiously in public asking why he looks so off when charm suddenly goes into concepts like hit. so what, he doesn’t get why the public makes such a big deal?
“oh, you got here early!” ting chirped, carrying his bags up the rest of the flight of stairs once he caught sight of seungmin. the two of them had made plans to spend the evening together getting caught up with one another. with ting being busy with unity schedules and seungmin being busy with charm schedules, there wasn’t much time for the two friends to actually hang out and have a guys’ night. he had told seungmin to come over when he had first run out to go to the convenience store and hadn’t been expecting him to show up before he did. he must have taken way longer than he thought he would have. he playfully nudged the smaller boy over so he could tap in the access code to his apartment, pushing the door open so they could walk inside. “i’ve got soju and fried chicken and ramen! and a little bit of tteokbokki. a little bit because i admittedly ate some on the way back. but at least i picked up some sweets for dessert! and some ice cream.”
“ yeah ! i wouldn’t want to be late anyways, ‘cos i haven’t seen you in forever ! ” seungmin greets bouncing in his steps, following closely behind like a dog. well, not that he’s a dog, just happy to be in the presence of a long time friend and it’s nearly impossible to find any time where charm and unity have any free time since they’re both worked to the bone. “ uh..... soju ? ” seungmin moves his head, gnawing on his bottom lip. he hasn’t drank since... the event? he can’t really remember at this point, rightfully so. “ maybe, after we eat ! wouldn’t wanna pass out on your couch and be a nuisance.. you already did too much for me ordering the food. ” his suggestion when his voice cracks is basically him chickening out, at least till he gets some food in the system. however, ting already knows that about him, and that’s just what so many years of friendship does. “ what have you been up to though ? unity’s had.. like a massive year ! i’m really proud of you, by the way. ” he adds, only this time his voice doesn’t crack and it just gets louder with how excited he’s getting at.
