#247seunghoon

[247jiyong]

RIDE OR DIE — @247seunghoon & jiyong

1. M.I.A. - Double Bubble Trouble 2. Santigold - Disparate Youth 3. Lee Hi ft. Dok2 - FXXK WIT US 4. Dog Orchestra - Hotel 5. MINO ft. Taeyang - Fear 6. Jaymes Young - I’ll Be Good 7. B.A.P - Confession 8. Brooke Candy - Happy Days

[247sun-blog]

wedding bells

@247seunghoon

Sun had heard about this wedding for a while now, but she hadn’t been personally invited, which was fine with her. One of her friends was part of the bridal party so for weeks on end she heard about everything going on and all the planning and preparation taking place for someone else’s big day. 

She didn’t mind listening and the more she heard, the more she became intrigued by the festivities and was curious as to how everything would come together. Sun had only ever been to weddings with her parents but even then, she hadn’t gone to very many.

As the big day drew closer, her friend asked her to come to the wedding too as her plus one, claiming that it was going to be a girl’s night with no boys allowed and she really wanted Sun to be there too. Sun had no reason to say no and secretly, she was glad to be invited, even if she didn’t know many people who would be attending.

And so, the big day came and for the entire day going into the night, Sun stuck close to her friend’s side, smiling and laughing along with her and enjoying a few drinks here and there but she mostly stayed quiet, not exactly eager to join in on the conversations between the girls but doing her best not to stick out too much. 

At some point, one by the one, the group of girls she had been with were being taken away one by one by men who wanted to share a dance with them, eventually leaving Sun on her own. 

So much for a girl’s night with no boys, she thought to herself but at the same time, she wasn’t surprised. They all looked stunning and anyone looking at them could see that they hadn’t come with any boys.

Now she felt awkward, a stranger at a wedding who was sitting alone and quietly drinking as she watched people socialize and drink and dance and Sun couldn’t help but wonder if she should leave, but a part of her reminded herself that she really had nowhere else to go and besides, there was an open bar here. She would stay a little longer and who knows what would happen next if she did.

[247jiyong]

“i don’t follow rules, i make them. & when necessary, i break them. so, what’s next? selling her hair extensions?” ( hope you don't mind that i combine them lol )

RIVERDALE MEME — currently not accepting 

Beer cans were scattered across the floor along with plenty of snack wrappers. Scanning the room with his half-closed eyes, he also noticed a lamp that was knocked over (he wanted to get rid of it anyway). Gazing towards Seunghoon who was sitting beside him, his friend was evidently way more awake and energetic than him. The older was staring at the TV unblinkingly, with a broadening grin as he was rhythmically nodding his head and that left Jiyong puzzled and slightly worried for his psyche. There was no music playing and yet the male seemed to be lost in a certain tune. Maybe The Kardashians marathon wasn’t the best idea — it wasn’t a challenge to go crazy after watching this absurd for hours.

When something spurred Seunghoon into jumping onto the coffee table, Jiyong immediately looked over all those bottles he could leave shattered anytime soon. “In this house we don’t stand on tables!” Shouting in a raspy voice, he didn’t want Seunghoon to cause a worse mess for him to clean up later. And somehow his response wasn’t a surprise at all; it sounded like their motto. “Don’t break your bones, though…” He muttered before frowning at the mention of hair extensions as the man was pointing at the big screen. Squinting to figure out who was the currently displayed person, he then arched an eyebrow quizzically. “Doesn’t Kylie wear wigs? But, well... Hurry up before she sells them for a prohibitive price first.”

[247jiyong]

"Why are you afraid of saying I love you?"

DEEP ASS STARTERS — accepting

His eyes blankly stare right into the water in the glass around which his fingers curl tighter and tighter that it could break in his hand any time soon, though it still would be less painful than the reminiscence and countless questions flooding his mind — among them Seunghoon’s inquiry roams before it starts to echo inside Jiyong’s head. And it resonates mercilessly. Over and over again. Biting on his bottom lip, there’s a lump in his throat and he somewhat can’t muster up the courage to lift his head and look up at his friend. His vision becomes blurry due to the unwanted tears collecting in the corners, his heart seems too heavy and although not a name was mentioned, he knows who the other male meant.

Seunghoon was the sole person to whom he disclosed his little secret back then, yet today talking about that boy is way harder than few years ago. It’s almost impossible. Almost.

“I don’t know,” he mutters lowly, with his gaze eventually wandering towards the man. A bittersweet smile tinted with a faint hint of pain sluggishly makes its way onto Jiyong’s expression. “Maybe I don’t love him anymore.” As he leans back in his seat, those words barely leave his mouth. He hasn’t talked about it in forever. The topic of love has always been the one he was trying to avoid at all costs, as if it was to expose how truly vulnerable he was. “Or maybe I’m incapable of loving?” Raising an eyebrow, the emitted chuckle borders on wry and hurt. “Saying this would only make a bigger mess...”

[247jiyong]

— Two Ghosts

( — @247seunghoon )

The sound of ‘engagement party’ itself seems to be like a hell of an oxymoron for Jiyong. So far it’s only been an ordeal for here and also a personal battle not to greet everyone with a not too friendly glare or an unnecessary comment. Just because he’s far — oh, way too far — from having fun, it doesn’t mean he should ruin it for the rest. And he keeps on telling himself that he’s here for Seunghyun; he repeats it in his head non-stop, with hope that his mood with lighten up by a tad but it doesn’t quite help. Therefore he goes outside, along with Seunghoon for whose presence he’s more than grateful, wishing that maybe a puff of wind will cool him down.

His restless hands fumble in the pockets until his fingertips stumble upon a metal cigarette case. Opening it, he holds it out to his friend and takes one for himself. “Here, here.” Jiyong encourages the other man to smoke with him before he gazes off to the side, scanning the surroundings as the muffled music coming from the place were the party is happening is still audible. How he dreams of absolute silence, the one that would quiet down his tumultuous thoughts as well. Putting the cigarette in between his lips, he leaves it unlit for a while and wordlessly stares into the distance. Eventually turning to Seunghoon, he suddenly feels something ache his heart as his eyes start to itch, what certainly isn’t the best sign.

[247jiyong]

aesthetic boards — @247seunghoon & jiyong

❝ we are the reckless, we are the youth. ❞

[yijoo247-blog]

▶︎ get a clue

@247seunghoon

On a quiet morning at the campsite, the news anchor was seen sitting in her tent with a perplexed look on her barely made-up face. Arms crossed and head tilted to one side, Yijoo stared at the empty table, contemplating. “I definitely left it here before I went to sleep last night...” she murmured. The last loaf of bread was gone. This wasn’t the first occurrence, she had noticed her food disappearing every night. She scanned the tent with suspicion, looking for any traces or evidence left by the food thief, but everything looked fine and in place.

Poking her head out of the tent, she saw a burly man carrying a filming equipment passing. That gave her an idea. “Hey!” She hollered, waving a hand at him. The man stopped his track, eyes widened when he saw it was Yijoo. He turned his head around to see if the pretty newscaster was indeed summoning him.”Yes, you. Can you come here for a second?” She asked impatiently. The man padded over in hesitance, wondering what was this all about.

“I think there’s a thief.” She claimed and his expression quickly turned slack-jawed. “Someone has been taking my food from my tent several times, I have to catch whoever it is!” The man looked at Yijoo like she was out of her mind, but the girl was dead serious. “You guys have cameras set up everywhere and they are recording even at night right? Can I check the footage to see who is stealing from my tent?” 

Hearing her request, he chuckled nervously, rubbing the nape of his neck. “I-I’m afraid not. Unless there’s a special circumstance, we’re not allowed to do that. I’m sorry, Yijoo-ssi.” He said meekly before scrambling away swiftly, Yijoo didn’t even have time to get her words out. “Oh, so you’re just gonna let a thief roam around freely to steal more? Unbelievable!” She yelled loudly, not caring that most of the campers were still sleeping.

[247jjk-blog]

reforget // jjk x lsh

@247seunghoon​

It was stupid for Jeongguk to think that joining a camping trip would be anything remotely fun and entertaining. Possibly, the scenery does something for his stressed out mind from all of the criminals and toxic workplace in general, so maybe he did need a time away from people.

But not in this kind of context wherein he’s currently so lost that he has no idea where he is right now, and a shit ton of cameras following around. Jeongguk was smart to outwit those pesky beings as if he was anything remotely significant before. He definitely wandered too much with the campsite no where from his sight; so much for his soul searching and alone time. He was completely alone anyway on his daily basis. The calming rustle of the tree’s leaves was anything but white noise, making him think of the times he was in Cheongnam. A horrible thought in his head, but joining Gossip Girl’s treat can’t make him think of anything else really. Jeongguk had changed a lot since then and he wouldn’t trade for who he is right now, but the carefree attitude is something he misses.

Sat alone in the middle of the forest and only the moon as his companion and the twinkling stars easing his thoughts, Jeongguk felt tranquil. Maybe this whole trip wasn’t bad, if you forgot about the fact that this trip is a show in its own. Meeting a few familiar faces hadn’t brought him any scars from the past, and he had yet to see or meet someone from his clique again (which is something he both dreads and wants to do). His state of peaceful thoughts had to be cut short though, as he heard the rustling of dry leaves on the ground being crunched up with every footstep.

“Who’s there?” Jeongguk stood up from the ledge he had used as a comfortable seat, looking at the dark void of the deep forest. He didn’t want to be a crazy dude who hears random noises. “Speak up!”