May 5, 2020
Long Boys in Long Coats: Hansol
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Long Boys in Long Coats: Hansol
Hello & Welcome!
If you’re here is because you love JunSol... and I’m glad you do!
I’m Mel. I’m 27 years old. I’ve studying body language for a long time and i’m a medicine student. In my extensive ‘fargirl-life’ i’ve meet a ridiculous amount of ships and OTP, but there’s something about JunSol that caught my attention and made me feel like I was at home.. You know, that kind of feeling you’ve when you’re in a nice place, living a beautiful situtation, a warm love sensation.
Since their first interaction in The Unit i’ve monitored them and how their friendship grew. Using my little knowledge in psychology and body languaje, i've decided to create this blog to try to explain (from my humble perspective) why JunSol is so special and could be a beautiful friendship role-model that we should follow.
ps. i'm not english speaker, so please sorry for my grammar in advance!
[Preview]
20190309 Hansol with Newkidd - Busking Event in Hongdae 🕺💓
#Hansol #Newkidd #UNB
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la vida de un girasol. ji hansol
mini comienzo. se seguirá en @aishiterujisol. (wattpad)
"tener el cabello teñido de amarillo traía muchas cosas, entre ellas; apodos. hansol había pasado de limón a girasol, en cuestión de segundos gracias a woochul."
hansol salio de la peluquería con el ceño fruncido. sus amigos al rededor suyo riéndose histericamente.
"¡hyung, eres un limón!" había chillando yunmin al verlo. hansol tomo un mechó de su cabello, tirando levemente de el con un puchero. "¡no lo soy!" espetó.
"lo eres." jiann contradijo. woochul toqueteaba su cabello mientras caminaban a la casa del mas cachetón. "tu cabello es muy suave y amarillo, hyung" el peliazul dijo con una sonrisa.
"lii ~ món!" dijo nuevamente yunmin.
"¡y tú eres un pan!" chillo hansol.
"pero al menos yo lo acepto" río. hansol empezó a caminar mas rápido, con las mejillas coloradas por el bochorno. jinkwon se colgó de su cuello. "no te enojes ~" murmuro suave, frotando su frente contra la parte posterior de su cuello. el ahora rubio llevo sus manos hacia atrás, agarrando la cintura del mas bajo. "no me enojo, sólo no me fastidien." rogó.
en cuanto llegaron y el de mejillas de ardilla abrió la puerta, todos quisieron acaparar el sofá. "¿quieren algo para comer o beber, par de inútiles?" yun paso hacia la cocina, abriendo la puerta corrediza. "¡jugo!" gritaron al unísono.
el menor regreso con una bandeja, seis vasos sobre ella. “levántense, no pienso pasar por cada uno.” y luego de muchos bufidos, quejas y mañas, cada uno agarro un vaso y volvió a su lugar, yunmin quedándose parado, apoyado contra el marco de la puerta. woochul dejo el vaso aun lado dde su asiento y con las manos sobre el estomago y una sonrisa encantadoramente tierna, dijo
“hyung no es un limón... ¡hyung es un girasol!”
el silencio en la sala fue interrumpido por las escandalosas risas de los presentes, incluido el peliazul, excepto por una persona; hansol, quien se tapaba la cara avergonzado del apodo asquerosamente meloso.
“espera woo, ¿porqué?” pregunto hwi, quien se había mantenido en silencio, ahora miraba al mas pequeño con genuina curiosidad. “porque hyung es alto... y ahora rubio...” murmuro, con una pequeña sonrisa hacia el de ojos gatunos.
“tierno.” dijo yunmin.
“adorable.” le siguio jinkwon.
“cosita.” susurro jiann.
“bebé.” termino hwi.
woochul era un pequeño tomate, pero aun así miraba al mayor entre todos, que se había quedado en silencio. sus ojos se encontraron con los castaños contrarios.
“ese apodo si me gusta.” dijo de repente. todos parecieron sorprendidos. “¿de verdad?” cuestiono jiann.
“sep.”
NCTzen culture is forgetting their bias and swerving lane to kunwoocas after the vlive
☁ : newkidd, unb ─ jι hαnsol › ιcons. ˎˊ˗
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credιts to @baeislu on twitter.
Lost Focus
Word Count: 591
Genre: Fluff
A/N: This is just a short, cute fluff! A big congrats to Hansol for his debut I wish him the best of luck for many years!! We are working hard on the requests, hope to get them out very soon!! - Admin Spring
You had met him from a friend and you two hit it off really well. You texted constantly and when you saw each other at the next get together he gained enough courage and asked you for a first.
Today was the day and you had gotten up earlier than normal. You did your usual routine and then started to get ready. You had hours to spare but because of your eagerness you started getting ready early. Once done you took a seat on the edge of your bed waiting for his text to say he had arrived.
RING DING DONG ‘OH SHIT’ you thought as you flew up from the bed.
You realized that you had taken a short power nap while waiting. You looked in the mirror putting your hair back into place and headed for the door.
Once you opened it, your heart began racing again just at the sheer sight of him. Your quick heart was coupled with red cheeks when you noticed the bouquet of babies breath in his hand.
“Hansol, oh my gosh, are these for me?” He nodded shining a bright smile as you went inside with him following in tow. You got a vase from below your sink, filling it with water, and plopped it in. You set it on the counter before turning to him.
“You ready to go?” he says with a happy tone.
“Of course!” you say taking the hand he had held out for you. This was a first date and since you were both college students on a budget you told him you wanted to go somewhere simple. So he decided to take you on the cute cliche coffee date.
“Are these both together?” the barista asked. Before you could respond and say you would pay for your own-
“Yes,” he said then turning to only you, “You know the guy should always pay for the lovely girl.”
You ordered your drinks and he had decided to add two sandwiches and a cookie to the bill. Then he led you to a seat that was over by the windows. You wanted to hold for your drinks to be done before beginning on the sandwiches. So you sat together and started up a conversation over everything.
Nothing was awkward between you two and he was comfortable enough that while talking he had reached over to hold your hand across the table. It had progressed to both of your hands being intertwined with his.
He stared at you so sweetly as you talked away. He had even placed a couple soft kisses on your knuckles at one point. He was so endearing and you couldn't be happier to be with him, even at a place as simple as starbucks you felt like the luckiest person in the world.
“Excuse me, are you Hansol?” the man sitting at a nearby table asked.
“Uh yes...why?”
“Your drinks are ready, the lady has been calling you for some time now. He stood up quickly in surprise and retrieved the drinks from where they sat on the counter. You could see him giving her a polite thank you and sorry. He came back over smiling again.
He was nearing your seat instead of his own. He leaned down and placed a kiss on your cheek before sitting down. Your hand flew to your red cheek and you stared at him with a happy surprised smile.
“I guess I was so lost in your eyes that I all I could focus on was you.”