#hryongnam

[hravstin-blog]

a starter for: @hrbin​, @hrsangwoon​, @hrkarin​, @hrjunjae​, @hryongnam​, @hrxdorian​, @hrhyunbi​, @hrjasper​

kwakaustin has invited ‘bin52, psw98, timeforus, junniepuff, moominerous, immercury, hyuntimes, and earlybird’ to the conversation

austin has changed the conversation to ‘small kids.’

austin: heyy, i thought it would be nice to just have a group chat with all of us together so we can plan things or something like that austin: what do you say guys? austin: sounds?? good?? 👍👍👍 austin: i mean if it doesn’t sounds good it’s okay i guess?? but we’re friends! austin: so friends sticks together. buds for life. 

[hrxseth]

Night bus ☾ Yongnam + Seth

@hryongnam

The air is cold against his skin, causing a shiver to run up his spine as he tries to zip up his jacket. It takes longer than it normally would as he has trouble focusing in his inebriated state. Plus, there is this feeling of exhaustion that has been weighting heavier on his shoulders as the night went on. He does eventually manage to zip his jacket up and he sighs as he leans against the bus shelter, reaching down to pat his pockets to make sure that he still has his bus pass with him, or at least some change just in case. He is relieved to find that he has both, so he relaxes again, humming softly to himself as he waits.

It doesn’t take long for the bus to arrive and Seth stumbles as he makes his way towards it. He doesn’t notice the wary stare the bus driver gives him as he struggles to step on the bus (it’s not his fault the step looks higher than usual okay). He swipes his card and slowly makes his way toward the back of the bus because that’s always where he prefers to sit (there is more space for his legs there). When he finally reaches the back of the bus, he flops down next to a stranger.

He could have chosen any other seat, one that wasn’t right next to someone, as there were plenty of available seats at this time, but maybe the drunken part of him felt like being close to someone, even if he didn’t know that someone at all. He sighed again, this time at feeling warm and comfortable. He buries his hands in the pockets of his jacket and sinks a bit further down as his eyes slip shut. It doesn’t take long for him to fall asleep, breath evening out until his chest rises and falls slowly.

He wouldn’t be able to tell if what happens next is the result of the movement of the bus or just a subconscious desire to find a pillow, but his head ends up resting against the stranger’s shoulder. Of course, he’s not aware of it, not yet.

[hrxmisook-blog]

❝ don’t slip! ❞

→ prompt.

the warning comes nearly a second too late - heels and ice are no match made in heaven - and had the boy not been there, misook would have made a mess of herself. perhaps she should have dressed for the weather, but she was known for her expensive, extravagant looks no matter the season. in hindsight, a fashionable pair of boots would have been a safer bet. who knows the state she would have been in had the boy not offered his arm in support.

luckily for herself, the boy had been dressed for the snow. had he not been wearing long sleeves, the crescents of her nails would have been imprinted into his skin for how tightly she was holding onto him. as she collects herself, misook offers the boy a genuine smile. "thank you. may i have your name?”

[hrbin]

💅🏻

VALENTINE HC !!

Does your muse always try to look their best around their partner, or are they comfortable wearing anything around them?

He puts in the same amount of effort as he would in general. He’s a firm believer that you shouldn’t have to change any aspect about yourself just to please someone else’s expectation of you. That even includes wearing the same pair of socks three days in a row or not fixing up his hair in any kind of way.

[hrxblaqk]

❝ there’s no signal on my phone. you? ❞

“Nothing for me.” In a self-soothing gesture, Blaqk ran his fingers through his hair. The stylist on set was going to hate him for it, but the longer they were without power, the more Blaqk was under the impression they were not going to continue. So much for filming a short segment for the company to strengthen Rubato’s - and ultimately Tunite’s - bonds with the community. 

Pursing his lips, Blaqk tapped the boy beside him with his foot. An improper way to ask for someone’s attention but Blaqk probably had a good few years on the kid, so it wasn’t as disrespectful as it could’ve been. “Do you have a way to get home? We have security now but, once they decide we need to wrap this up, it might get a little crazy outside with the power outage.”

[rosaleexhr-blog]

❝ i don’t feel safe here. ❞

“What? Why?” she asked, curious. “I’m here and I’m not afraid of anything, so don’t worry. Trust me.” It was all about Pokemon Go. Somewhere in the forest, there was a gym, and Rosalee was about to get her team win that gym. “I really wonder what’s there. I mean, I hope it’s that great if there’s something there! Maybe we’ll discover a new place, and then it’ll become a safe place!” Who knows. Maybe Rosalee was too curious and too willing to do random things for normal people. Because she wasn’t that normal after all.

[hrxseungwoo-blog]

@hryongnam said: ❝ it’s supposed to snow tonight, you should just stay here… ❞

upon hearing yongnam’s invitation to stay, seungwoo can’t help but smile. he’d already gotten his coat on, ready to set off, but he begins to shrug it off once again. “alright, then,” he nods, going to hang up his coat.

there’s a silence between the two of them, but it’s comfortable. that’s always been the case for him and yongnam even back when they were in high school. neither of them had fit in -- they both thrived within the pleasant confines of their respective quietness, and their shared indifference towards seonguk high school and its high regard for great sports performance had gotten them to form an unlikely alliance. one that’s lasted till this day, despite yongnam having moved out of soryungdong for a while now.

“let’s order in some food and watch a movie,” seungwoo suggests, “your pick.”

[hrdaehyun-blog]

❝ i feel like a penguin with all of these layers. a very fat penguin. ❞

“What are you talking about? I only see a very adorable penguin,” Daehyun cheekily smiled at Yongnam as he looked up from where he was sitting on the couch, reading a book. The other boy had come to visit and had just arrived. You could barely see his eyes because of how high his scarf was and how low his hat went. Besides that, there was also the puffiness of his coat, which all contributed to the illusion. It did look like Yongnam would just waddle his way over.

He closed his book and set it aside before standing up and walking over to where Yongnam was still standing in the doorway, trying to get his boots off. “Alright, look this way you little penguin,” he chuckled as he reached out and started unwrapping the scarf from around the other’s neck. He let it hang there and then offered his arm so Yongnam could hold on to it if he wanted and keep his balance. He used his free hand to unzip the boy’s coat.

“How many layers do you even have?”