#hongbinmg

[mgseokjae]

Can you be my #1 fan? :^)

Yes :^)

[mgmona]

✉,%

                                                               ( TEXT MEME : ACCEPTING! )

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

( sms → hongbean ) maybe i was scared( sms → hongbean ) maybe i never became a star( sms → hongbean ) because i knew i’d never be one( sms → hongbean ) failure would’ve crushed me.

[ DELETED BECAUSE TOO PERSONAL ] 

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

( sms → hongbean ) does the fame get to you sometimes?( sms → hongbean ) do you ever get tired of not being able to be yourself?( sms → hongbean ) 100% of the time?

[londonmg-blog]

►,??

Send “►” for a text that WASN’T MEANT FOR YOU 

[sms: cha cha man] no i don’t think he does [sms: cha cha man] if he does he hasn’t said anything to me about it

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text 

[sms: cha cha man] cna’t sa ythsi to u rfaec [sms: cha cha man] bu t [sms: cha cha man] ur dr aams arn’et hafl bad?? ?

[mgxharu-blog]

I want the K please ❤️

11 = collarbone kiss by @hongbinmg

“Damn it, why are you so goddamn beautiful?”  

Haru won’t admit but she has been admiring this unfamiliar face from afar. She loves how he looks like, every features of him, how he smiles, how he laughs and how he just literally exists right now. What a perfection. For a moment Haru thinks she’s in a dream considering how she’s already drunk, everything can’t be real but she wants to try this anyways. 

He looks confused and in this state anyone in his shoes will probably react the same way. Haru takes a few steps forward to the male before stopping, staring down at him like she’s a creepy stalker. “Why aren’t you talking to me back? Am I not that good enough to talk to you?” She clearly has no idea what she’s saying but even if she’s not drunk, that’ll be something that she would have say out too. It isn’t that obvious but she could see him laughing behind his hand which only makes her more irritated than she already is. Haru spreads a sarcastic smile, her eyes never leave the male. Do you think it’s funny? And that’s when Haru waddles towards him, only to collapse on him afterwards and his arms quickly catch Haru’s body from falling on the ground. “Miss, are you alright?” 

“You…” She lifts her head up to find that she’s already hugging the stranger by this time, feeling her cheeks flushed in red upon being so close to this flawless being. “…look better up close.” She buries her face on his neck, not caring the fact that he’s a total stranger, her arms are wrapped tightly around his waist. After a few seconds of silence and awkwardness, Haru gives a few soft kisses on his collarbone, mumbling against his milky white skin. 

“You smell so nice, you beautiful creature.”

[londonmg-blog]

I want the K ;)

⇢ 15: KISS IN THE RAIN 

london neck aches from having to look up at hongbin for so long, and the rain is falling into her eyes but she can’t lose this staring contest for the sake of her pride and own selfish satisfaction (she also chooses to ignore the fact that his chosen prize if he wins is a kiss). 

“who’s decision was it to do this anyway?” she asks; she can see a droplet hanging off her eyelashes out of the corner of her eye. she’s not a particularly religious person, but london prays it doesn’t fall and make her blink. she watches hongbin shrug, and goddamn is he good at this. 

a few seconds later, london can feel her eyes starting to water, desperately wanting to blink because her eyelids ache from being held open for so long. but her resolve is strong. she’s not going to lose this. even if she will never be able to open her eyes again after all of t-- hongbin jerks forward with a cheeky grin, pretending to fall on her, and in her surprise, london loses focus and blinks. 

“wh-- hey! cheater!” she cries, reaching out to point an accusatory finger at hongbin. “bad sportsmansh--” 

london has no time to finish, because hongbin is quick to cut her off with a kiss, claiming his not-so well-earned prize. when he pulls away, she’s frowning, mad that he’d cheated, but secretly disappointed that she hadn’t thought of it before him. 

“you suck,” she says, sighing and rubbing her sore eyes. “c’mon. let’s go back inside before i catch a cold.”