#247hyo

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THIS IS JUST IN: @247hyo

Hyojung is already putting his mouth to work? Don’t color me surprised. Even during vacation, which he didn’t have to pay a single crummy penny for, he doesn’t stop grabbing each job offer he can get. I’m considering adding ‘greedy’ to his alias, yet let’s not ignore the origin of his current title. Back in the day I brought his questionable health to light and this rooster sucker kept on denying it. He might’ve fooled you but not me. Guess what? Sickboy didn’t magically get rid of his disease. Don’t forget to wrap before you tap that one, you filthy animals!

- xoxo

( 3 comments )

#1: he looks like he hasn’t slept since 2007 and yall want to tap that??? #2: whatevs, the boy is still cute. he can get it ;) #3: Aren’t we going to start placing bets who gave him those bugs?

[247kihyun]

light up the night

@247hyo // 2018 . near the shore . yeosu . 7:53 pm

“you told me we weren’t going to pick up so many.” kihyun groans as he walks with his hands on the band of his shorts, trying to keep them from falling down from the weight of the sea shells given to him by hyojong every minute he sees a decent looking one. these types of activities never cross his mind along with the majority of activities done with hyojong. he’s always the mastermind of it all and kihyun could decide to play either the henchman or his mediator; he decided it wouldn’t hurt to go along with his plan. it’s a vacation, it should be enjoyed even if it was planned by gossip girl and nothing good could come out from that. “i should have bought that bucket...” he mumbles to himself, watching hyojong and seeing such a great shot during the beauty of the golden hour. 

“hold on.” he removes one hand from his shorts and takes out his phone. ideally he would prefer his camera, but he didn’t have it on him and it would be impossible to do it without the chance of his shorts slipping down. he just had to get a shot. he let his finger sit on the button for a second and captured multiple shots of hyojong moving. his silhouette alone was captivating and the glistening water only enhanced the whole mood. of course these are the things kihyun would not admit out loud. it somehow became his role to act tolerant towards hyojong while in reality he does not mind him, no matter what odd ideas he comes up with. “should we head back? at least to put these somewhere other than my pockets?”

[247kihyun]

trouble in paradise

@247hyo // 2018 . dark paradise . yongsan . 11:30 pm

as much as kihyun tried to avoid getting close to people in the past, all of his attempts were done in vain. it was like a gamble, win or lose- you get someone that sees past the facade and you get those that just want to destroy the first person they see. with hyojong, kihyun’s first thought was not a positive one. he didn’t listen to much of the drama back in high school, but it was almost impossible to not hear about the male. he was in a sense wild, sex driven, and a complete opposite of himself; uniting those two together couldn’t lead to something great. or so at least he thought so.

“your destination will be on your right.” kihyun parks at the dark paradise parking lot, feeling slightly weird about being seen here. the guy is no saint, but he’s never had the need to visit a place like this. the computer is more than enough, you see. he looks around once he goes in, looking for the set of blonde hair he’s witnessed be done back at hyojong’s place one day. at the time, kihyun didn’t have an opinion on it since he’s been thinking of changing his hair color as well, so he let the kid do it and to be honest, he likes it on him. it suited his style (whatever it was) and it seemed like the other was into it too, at least that’s what he hoped. it was too late to stop him then anyways.

“yo, hyo!” he raises his voice in order to catch his friend’s attention from where he stood, but from the sudden jilt from the stage down towards one of the guests, he already knew it wasn’t going to end well. kihyun moved as quick as he could, swerving through serves and intoxicated people, he finally reaches the other, face to face with the customer who stood up, slurs spitting from his mouth along with his saliva. 

“hey, hyojong. stop. look at me.” he steps in in front of his friend, holding both of his shoulders. he pushes slightly frontward, pushing the other back, fighting the other’s resistance. “don’t do this, not again. remember what the boss told you last time.” he looks back for a moment, still hearing the drunken customer yell at hyojong. “forget about him, okay. he’s not worth losing your job for.” his voice is as stern as the hold on the male’s shoulders and his eyes unwavering from his friend’s. “let’s just go. the cars out front.”