#247jungmin

[247wonho]

❝ i’ve been taking you for granted. ❞

ben haenow starters — closed!

“that’s not a lie.” wonho’s lips curled up in an arrogant fashion as he stared at the other male from across the table. they were calling it a “business” dinner, this little meeting they were having in a semi-private space, a corner really, of some fancy restaurant wonho had been frequenting whenever he was in the area, yet somehow the name always slipped off the tip of his tongue. 

“but then again, you’re not the only one. that’s what us rich kids tend to do with each other, anyways. everyone assumed i was going to take over my father’s position, that it was going to be yet another case of nepotism in the business field.” he picked up his wine glass and offered a small, genuine even, smile. “i like acting unexpectedly. sure, lush isn’t a step away from the life of a frivolous kid with money to blow, but it’s got a name now, it brings in the big bucks— now that’s what counts.” 

[seunghyun247-blog]

nostalgic for disaster || jungmin+tabi

"So it's not like how the stories portrayed you, huh?" Seunghyun raised an interested eyebrow as the one and only Jungmin sat down beside him, chuckling despite the content matter of their conversation. He didn’t mean to be rude, but well, Jungmin had always been Mr. Sexy around school, so now that he was saying all this, it was surprising to the taller man. Fuck this whole class reunion thing they were at if Seunghyun could have only just pick Jungmin’s brain about how he had managed to be so popular with people- the actor was happy to have just gotten to have this conversation with him at the bar.

Seeing him now was like reliving an old dream you'd once had or going over old photographs, nostalgic for the disaster of how Seunghyun used to feel for him. God, he had liked him so much; Jungmin had been his first male crush, the first indicator that he might not be entirely straight. He watched him every day, mooned over him like one of the girls, always liking the way the guy strolled through school like he owned the place. He was a part of the popular crowd, the ones Seunghyun wasn’t even allowed to speak to- yet here they were years later, talking and having drinks together, reminiscing at this boring reunion. “I know things get exaggerated but come on… some of it was true, right?”

@247jungmin

[247jinri-blog]

❝ i know i’ve been a fool but i swear i can change. ❞

ben haenow starters (part one.)

“i’m glad you know. but you should also know that it’s easier said than done, too.” jinri eyed the other as she checked her phone idly for any new notifications. the girl wasn’t much of a therapist - au contraire she hated having to listen to other people’s boring life stories and problems when she had so much going on in her life alone. but if the problem at hand consisted of a drunken childhood friend slurring out (probably) his deepest innermost thoughts, jinri did her duty as a friend to at least stay by his side while he went at it. besides, one never knew what could become useful. information is power, the saying goes.

the girl gave the boy a reassuring pat on the back whilst trying to be smooth and unsuccessfully attempting to take the drink out of his hand. “hey, i think you’ve had enough. let’s get you home, okay?” maybe she should have ignored her phone when jungmin’s number popped up on her screen at 2AM in the morning, and she would have done with most people, but she always had a soft spot for her closest friends. 

to have to get out of the warmth and comfort of her bed to drag her inebriated friend out of the bar, however, was not a consequence she predicted when she picked up the phone. “by the way, did you have to call me out of the gazillion other people in your contacts? i’m sure hundreds of girls excluding me would kill to be in my position right now.” she frowned as she asked the bartender to get a glass of cold water, holding onto jungmin to make sure he didn’t end up on the floor. “why are you drinking alone, anyways? where’s your usual pretty arm candy to pour you the drinks?”

[r-omanov]

❝ i know who you want me to be, but i’m just not there yet. ❞

She sighed, putting down her ice tea. The glass made a soft sound on the cafe’s table but, surely, the look in her eyes wasn’t at all gentle. Exasperation, frustration and perhaps even a little annoyance shone through her otherwise warm gaze and Ana wondered whether she had made a mistake in inviting Jungmin out. “And here you go with your weird talk again,” she groaned, waving her hand, “Would it kill you to be like a normal person for once? It’s a party, Jungmin, not a mass orgy.”