#ljbyxng

[blyoeu]

– A gift for the young prince, from @ljbyxng!

Another few days have past since they’ve met, and again it feels like it’s been an eternity and not just a concept of hours he can actually comprehend. Hunnie stands before the door of Blyoeu’s apartment once more, this time a gift bag in hand, and he sets it down on the ’welcome’ mat and lingers far longer than he had the last time. Within the bag are tiny articles of clothing, as well as a short letter that reads:

’These are two outfits for the kittens that Changjo gave to me a little while ago and that I didn’t get the chance to give you until now. I hope they’ll look as cute on them as I imagined, I bet they will because the girls are so adorable on their own.

I hope you’re doing well, I know the shadows are worried about you, about what happened. Even if I can’t understand their language, your language, well enough, I can tell, especially because of my shadow. I know something really bad must have happened, even if I hadn’t been there and even if the shadows hadn’t mentioned anything… I think I would have felt it, somewhere in my soul.

I’m sorry. If it was even the slightest bit my fault, I’m really, truly sorry. I never meant for this to happen. I hope you can forgive me some day, but more than that I hope that you’re alright and can be happy. I know you don’t have the same necessities to live as humans do, but… Remember to take care of yourself, okay?’

Guiltily, he’d tried to scratch out the beginnings of his attempt to sign the letter with ’Yours, Hunnie’. In the end, it’s unsigned, but it’s easy to read through the smudged ink regardless.

Hit with a sudden bout of anxiety over getting caught like this, he takes one final look at the bag, then the door itself, before turning to leave.

[nxverlvnd]

[ text: limmie ] w ould it be okayy if i came over? ?

[ text -> hunnie ] sure. just be careful that nobody sees you, ok?

[nxverlvnd]

[ text: limmie ] hey sorryy to text so llate b ut are you free ?

[ text -> hunnie ] huh? yeah i am. why do you ask?

[blyoeu]

💬

-- Send a 💬 to hear how my muse feels about yours. // for @ljbyxng!

The question comes up almost unexpectedly when he and his Shadow are playing games. Its innocent, the way his Shadow asks him about his twin. And Byunghun all but lets out a shy chuckle -- so uncharacteristically like him. He props his back against the railing located on the roof, sitting down on the dirty floor, smoke filling his lungs and dancing around his stationed body in the slow breeze.

“Hunnie,” he asks, his tone so affectionate as he says the name; fondness dripping into every word. “He’s... It’s hard to explain. There’s just... something about him that I can’t help but admire. By no accord is he strong -- physically, at least. He dances, yeah, and he’s got good stamina from years as an idol but he just seems like the type that would be pushed around; and knowing his group, that’s not too far from the truth. That ‘gang’ image aside, and his history in America, too... Just looking at him makes you feel the need to protect him.” His words trail off for a moment and Byunghun takes the opportunity to inhale more of the toxins that do little to affect his body. “But he doesn’t need to be protected.

“Contradicting what I said, he is strong. Mentally-- maybe. And probably emotionally too. -- Ah, don’t give me that look! You know mind stuff is the one thing that I have no control over,” he chuckles, nudging his shadow with the heel of his boot, “But that’s how I feel when I look at him. He looks weak but... but for some reason he just seems... so strong-- stronger than me. And it’s scary. Because I’m so close to breaking, so close to losing myself and losing control but Hunnie just seems like he has a tight lid on everything. That he doesn’t have to worry about hurting the people he loves or destroying something he worked so hard to build up with one casual mistake-- no. He seems like the opposite. 

“I feel like I can rely on him-- trust him. Trust him to-- to take care of me, to be able to stop me, to calm me down if I ever need it. And fuck, I know I do.” Byunghun shoves one of his hands through his hair, gritting his teeth as he pulls his legs closer to his body, hugging them to his chest. “And that’s why-- that’s why I need him. Why I love him. He’s so selfless in his love, so adamant in his affections; not afraid to ever be himself. He probably has his insecurities-- fuck, we all do, but just being around him makes me feel.... safe, for lack of a better word.” 

Byunghun chuckles as he flicks his dying cigarette at his shadow, who opens his mouth to eat it. 

“Hunnie knows what I am, knows how our kind are, he’s even learning the language and the culture -- all because he loves me too and not for his own selfish gain. He’s doing it because he wants to do it for me. As he always does, and it’s... I don’t know! It’s something I’m not used to. But I enjoy it... It feels nice to have someone who would go so far just to make me happy and not for their own selfish game or ulterior motive. Hunnie is so-- there’s really not a word to describe him, at least not in the Korean language. But if I wasn’t already bonded then I’m sure Hunnie would be the closest things to it.”

[kngbri]

[ text: giant bear ] do byung and i get to sleep over when we have the party??

( sms; the thing ) ummmmmmmmmmmmm no???( sms; the thing ) i only invited you losers over for your dogs and cats( sms; the thing ) YOU THINK I WANT ACTUAL HUMAN INTERACTION??( sms; the thing ) you’re funny

[blyoeu]

It hasn't been that long, and yet to Hunnie it feels something like an eternity. Standing before the closed door of Blyoeu's apartment, he hesitates there, hands clutching a box to his chest as he stares at the wooden wall preventing him from potentially seeing his twin. His heart aches, a sense of longing filling him until he's fit to burst, a feeling that's been lingering within him since their fight. Thinking better of knocking, he sets the box of red velvet cupcakes down, turns, and leaves.

It’s the shadows that talk.The shadows the whisper.The shadows that meet their visitor.The shadows who wish to greet him.

But Blyoeu silences them with a snarl, teeth barring in threat. So quiet that only the shadows can hear. He refuses to meet with the person he’s grown to love. Refuses to look at his face. Refuses to let him see the horrors of his broken bond. The person who so selflessly loves him for everything he is. The one who Blyoeu swayed in his loyalty for. The one who would make all the pain go away with a simple touch. The one who would hold him as sobs rack through his body and he’s nothing but a shivering mess. The one who would kiss the tears away and tell him that even if he’s not okay, he won’t have to face the pain alone. The one who would give his life with a word. Blyoeu refuses to meet him.

He’s not angry. He’s furious. 

But not at Hunnie. Never at Hunnie.

And it’s with that suffocating rage that consumes his body in black, that taints his surroundings in darkness, that he turns his head away from the door and allows himself to return to darkness. So resolutely ignoring the pain that constricts his chest when the shadows talk about the gift that Hunnie’s left. The tear that slides down his cheek. The loneliness that seeps into his soul.

He ignores it.

For as much as he longs to hold him, longs to see him, to kiss him, to touch him; he knows he can’t. 

[ocherries]

Dear person I’m jealous of,

[ LETTERS ! ]

Dear lover of my former love,

You’re such an asshole. You know that? You say thatI so-called exist to ruin my first love’s life? You saythat we were friends though you treated me like shitfrom the beginning. Believe me, I was jealous of you from the start. I knew that connection between youtwo had would lead to a bright future. I shipped you guysfor my growing love for Jongin would leave me topeace. But then Jongin and I ‘fell in love’. You screwed me over every single day and told Jonginthat I wasn’t his match. Jongin even screamed atme for messing with you. Do you know how hardit was to love/please someone like Jongin? Do you know how many days I suffered from his words callingme out because of you? And now you’re with him.He’s turned gay just for you. How lucky are you? I can’t believe Jongin introduced me to you saying we were alike. I still can’t believebefore my runaway I came to Jongin’s houseto talk to him… to be friends with him again.And then I found you residing in his bedroom.You guys kicked me out and I’ve had my fairshare of thinking of suicide because of you.I’m jealous of you and you were jealous of meBecause I stole your love, and you stole mylife. Now you sit there on his profile picture onkakao where I was as well. Instead, he’s not going around dating others when with you.He’s loyal to you and I honestly wish I wasloved as much as you are.

Fuck you,Kim Hanmi.

[keumxjo-blog]

😜👑

😜 …someone who makes my muse laugh.

Keumjo is someone who’s humour is very low so she will easly laugh at anything, not to mention she laughs out due to embarassment and nervousness as well but out of everything the people who can always make her laugh are @svjevng @hwannie @hyesthetics and even though she will deny it even on her grave @92kng as they all seem to share her same kind of humour and there really isn’t a day that passes by where she doesn’t share terrible jokes or puns with atleast one of them (or in Simba’s case, him taking things literally or out of context)

👑 …someone my muse is jealous of.

There is no doubt that she’s very jealous of her members as each of them are highly gorgeous women (and on top of that, tall unlike herself ) where each one of them has a powerful and unique charm. From Kyungri’s sexyness, to Minha’s royal like visuals to Sungah’s glamorous body to Hyemi’s powerful aegyo, hwever, one thing she will always be jealous of, atleast so far due to the continuous times they had been compared, Keumjo will always be jealous of Sera because there is no doubt for her that her visuals are not as powerful as hers used to be in the group and she feels like she lacks in both that and vocals in comparsion. Sera had always been considered part of 9Muses’ holy trinity and the ‘hope’ of them possibly hitting finally big, ever since Keumjo had joined the group, she kept being compared to the former member left and right for whatever reason to the point people had also commented how she had brought down the visual in the group. So there is no doubt that Keumjo wishes she could of been just like Sera so she could do ‘justice’ to the empty spot that she had left for the fans.