#d3throned

[cyberiaexe]

— 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖍𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖍𝖊𝖊. @ hwanee’s secret garage

hwanhee’s appearance never gave off the impression that he spent most of his private time alone in this garage. hwanhee seemed like he belonged in front of a camera rather than a steering wheel. sangwoo has always admired the older’s physical features; he was handsome — a kind face with a warm smile. it was no wonder his sister had fallen madly for him.

yet, seeing the other here in this space that was tinted with the scent of oil and rubber, the younger could see that this was where hwanhee truly belonged. he looked at peace, the troubles outside these 4 walls couldn’t penetrate this sanctuary if they tried.

“hyung?” speaking up after a while of admiring the finer details of one of the polished cars. sangwoo was one of the few people that knew about this place, and he felt special to know that his older brother trusted him to spend time unwinding here together.

“i know you’re in your zone right now, but i brought the stuff.” smiling wide at the other, “i have some options for you to pick from.” he walked towards the black backpack he brought with him and began to rummage inside. he pulled out the most tame of his selections and presented it to the other. “i know you’re not crazy about showing skin, so i got this one. what do you think? i thought the layered look would suit you.” his voice trailed on happily as he admired his piece — an oversized black t-shirt with a long sleeved undershirt, plain and clean. 

“I have others if this isn’t to your taste.”

[kivng]

08:15pm, break of dawn nightclub stuck where the road has no end with @d3throned

upon arrival, the staff working at the club that night is familiar to him; he smiles at some of the bodyguards, says a ‘good evening’ to the receptionist, and feels almost at home when he enters the building. he’s been there multiple times and would even say that he possibly knows every corner of the club — well, at least he knows every corner of the areas that he’s allowed to go to. but the one he knows best is, of course, the bar. it’s his favorite place, where he usually stays when he wants to cool down a little after spending some time on the dance floor.

somehow, he feels his body relax and his mind empties itself as soon as he steps into the club, and he hopes everyone else feels the same way in order to enjoy the party and the free drinks they’re gonna receive from the hosts. how kind of 2M ENT, to invite only the prettiest part of the elite to such a wonderful night at the club; and obviously, providing the best of the music they can produce in their studios, and the best drinks their money can buy. 

it’s only when he spots kang hwanhee that kyung notices that maybe not everyone feels as blessed as himself for being in there. he frowns seeing how tense the other man looks, and he makes it his mission to help the kang number two detach from whatever is keeping him so stiff and serious in a night like that.

“hwanhee,” kyung says with a bright smile on his lips, immediately wrapping an arm around the other’s shoulders to drag lead him towards the bar. “you look like you need a bottle of soju, my friend. come on, let’s get you something to drink and make that big brain of yours stop worrying about your family.”

[ily2sian]

09:37pm, rooftop terrace a misty memory with @d3throned

most faces come with invisible tags underneath them: they state their names, their families, and the house they belong to. most of the guests are just that, a face with a label related to it; sian doesn’t know anything more other than the information everyone else has, but he’d be willing to learn more if he was given the opportunity — and he often is given the opportunity, such as this event itself, but he’s always too nervous to engage in a conversation with other people. even if they’re around the same age as him.

and yet, when he spots kang hwanhee ( his invisible tag reads: the second son of the kang family, emphasis on ‘second’ ) he feels something deep inside of him boost his courage to a level that makes him feel a little more social. maybe it’s the curiosity that sparks it, the desire to know more about a boy that he knows and ye doesn’t know at the same time. after all, sian has seen hwanhee around many times, they’ve exchanged a few words here and there, but never took some time out of their lives to simply talk to each other.

sian is willing to change it this time. after all, no one could stop him this time, no one could catch his attention before he could attempt to make a friend in an event that he has no interest in.

“excuse me,” he says when he’s finally near the other man, with a soft smile on his lips and a hand awkwardly touching the other’s shoulder. “you’re kang hwanhee, right? i’m not sure if you remember me, i saw you at an orchestra i played at a couple of months ago.”

always so formal and respectful, his face turns a faint shade of red when he notices it.

“i’m gong sian, i hope i’m not bothering you...”