my gf is gr8 and i love her
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my gf is gr8 and i love her
it's a heart break he never thought he'd face...
song minho, hugo as he was known by his friends, fans, family, and the girl that was supposed to be his for the rest of his days. he had seen a future with her, had shown her things he didn’t show others. he had changed the person he was in pursuit of her because he wanted her so badly, so desperately.
he had really loved her.
she hadn’t loved him back though, not from what he could tell. he believe she had developed feelings but she had been so guarded and reserved that at the end of the day, with everything falling apart, he looks back on it all and sees just how much of her attitude and disrespect he had put up with only to not get the girl in the end. she had her reasons for treating him the way she did, he knew that, he had understood that. the fact that they barely had any good times just made it that much worse for him.
he was a broken shell now, empty, so empty...
he wished her well of course, how could he not? he was happy-go-lucky hugo, the world could never contain him. there was nothing that could bring him down... at least he thought there wasn’t. heart break, it seemed, was a rare exception.
he was devastated, and who could blame him for not being able to look at love the same anymore? fate had taken his plans and thrown them out the window. he had been abandoned despite all his efforts. and so the only thing he could really do now, the only thing he was sure of that he could turn to without worry of being left behind was music.
music would be his girlfriend, music is what he would take home to mom. music is what he would pursue for nearly a year now. the only difference was that the music could never leave him. so he took to his notebook, damp spots staining the pages and smearing the ink, trembled hands tapping along the music program on his laptop. he wrote a song, a song that worked better than any tissue at drying his tears, though really they would only make them worse in the dead of the night.
soundcloud upload → hugo ; window ( x )
now the whole world could hear his pain.
birthday night ! @soyeon
-he spies her at the bar, thinking she was probably upset with her head down like that, but as he approached it became more and more obviously that she was sleeping. He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, shaking his head before he puts her arm around his shoulders and scoops her up, heading outside of the club- Let's get you home, gorgeous.. -he smiles to himself before he grabs a cab and seats her inside, rounding and getting in himself. He pays for the ride and then scoops her up similar to before, carrying her upstairs and into the apartment, spying Toshi and Shannon on the couch together and making sure to be quiet as he looks around, eventually finding Soyeon's room and bringing her into the room, closing the door behind himself as gently as possible before moving to set her on the bed-
@rkcheonso
@rkcheonso
[/txt] outgoing to: #ohhellno ▬ … what on earth did u tell her to actually have her agree- ▬ w h y ▬ nvm u got the wrong number. pls contact support for help
[txt; ma girl] i told her about us, how we see each other nearly every day [txt; ma girl] if i walk you home all the time its best to have your number in case your sick or something. we gotta communicate
charisma starters! @soyeon
as always, hugo was waiting outside the training centre for her, or rather inside now that it was winter. he was that lame dude that stood in the area between the first and second set of doors to a building when it was cold out. better warm and judged than accepted by society and cold. his hands were in his pockets, his puffy red winter coat a stark contrast to his usual style of anything hba, anything bandanas and anything black. it was fucking cold, okay? the lenses of his glasses were still fogged up, but at least the beanie his mom had knitted him for christmas was keeping his head warm. his ears were toasty, life was good when his ears were toasty.
his mumbling to himself about the damn cold cuts off when he sees her, and wide, brilliant smile forms on his lips, pearly white teeth on full display. what had started out as a stupid bet with his friend to see if he could get this girl to fall for him had turned into an actual desire. soyeon was something else, she was so unique and genuine and that appealed to him greatly. he had had his fair share of women in the past, and they were all gorgeous, fit, usually plastic in some areas, including their brains and their hearts. soyeon was one hundred percent real, something he strived to be every single day. this is the girl, and he knows it. he’s gonna bring this girl home to his mom, and his mom is going to love her just as much he will, and they’re going to have a fam--
“OW!” he rubs the back of his head. he had been staring again, and he had gotten a beating for it. “you need to not stop being so violent with me. i know i tolerate it and all but geez, have a heart will you?” he still laughs it off though, his smile strong, unfaltered. it was classic soyeon. he gives her a soft nudge with his elbow. “ready to go? or are we picking up some food first?”
@rkcheonso
welcome to a spring performance by hugo and @rkcheonso in the style of high4 and iu
presenting not love, spring, or cherry blossoms
it’s the perfect highlight of a perfect date, at least in hugo’s mind it’s a date. getting to actually perform with soyeon is a bit of a dream come true for him since music is his greatest passion, and being able to share in it with her means something to him. he cherishes the opportunity like none other, noting every single detail of their rehearsals together and when they finally get up on that stage, plugging in his phone to get the track going and handing her a microphone of her own before pulling his stool up and sitting with her. there’s no doubt about how dreamily he looks at her, even while they’re performing. she’s becoming his everything, even through music.
[/txt - baka♥] so... since our birthdays are on the same day... [/txt - baka♥] me and toshi are celebrating on the 31st in club octagon. do you want to come and invite some people yourself? so that all three of us celebrate together?
[txt; ma girl] happy us day <3[txt; ma girl] that sounds really good to me, do you want me to bring your gift to the club or should we meet up beforehand so you don’t have to worry about losing it?[txt; ma girl] or hey, i could come see you today to bring your gift :)