#mmgyul

[sungmm]

& love sick.

@mmgyul​​ !

love is a fickle thing.

sung catches feelings as easily as he catches a cold, frequently and fleeting- but if one thing is for certain, is that he always falls hard. it can be seen in the way he becomes a flustered mess around the quidditch captain, all nervous and adoring, even a little starry-eyed at times.

( he’s well aware that he’s perfected the art of acting like a complete fool. )

tonight he’s basking in the company of his friends, like a sunflower soaking up in the sunlight, all bright and happy. perhaps it’s fate when he smiles at seonchan, eyes crinkling at some stupid joke he’s made before he looks to to the side as he takes a bite of the cupcake in his hand and his gaze falls onto—

kim hangyul.

a vivid blush begins to paint his cheeks, and he’s hit with the startling realization that he’s in love. it doesn’t even matter to him that before this, sung had just considered the 3rd year to be nothing more than just one of his favorite dongsaengs to coo over. 

the fact that he has never seen hangyul as more than just a baby doesn’t stop him from mumbling a halfhearted excuse to chan before heading towards where his ( absolute ) favorite dongsaeng stands.

“gyullie!” his voice is surprisingly stable despite how fast his heart threatens to beat out his chest, and his grin becomes electrifying once he catches the younger boy’s attention. he suddenly feels nervous, and he tugs at the collar of his dress shirt as he stumbles over his next few words. “hi! i just wanted to say that you look, uh, really. really! nice today.”

he pauses, tongue darting out to swipe at his lips distractedly before amending his statement: “you look very cute, gyul.”

[mmjina]

ONLY FOOLS FALL

a person who acts unwisely under the guise of a love potion ; we don’t call it love. see also: jina and @mmgyul, the annual yosul commencement party, amidst confusing, tormented hearts. 

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒, 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒. maybe it wouldn’t hurt when she notices the way his eyes are never on hers and the realization strikes her faster than cold water on a monday morning. she never had a chance, did she? she wants him to look at her, see her -- please. the words are deaf on the lips because jina never begs, but her heart bleeds in consequence. the flowers in her lungs once so full in bloom, vibrant and lovely quickly wilt, and she wants to breathe -- cough, feel the air slither it’s way into her chest rather than the way they shrivel up. locking her breath and keeping her entertained with the disillusion that this wasn’t true. but she can’t -- she feels them crush into her windpipe and all she feels is daffodils, roses and lilies, discontempt, devastation and frustration. 

her eyes are hearts, heavily so, eclipsed onto him and he can’t seem to see her. why won’t he see her? these feelings are too familiar, they grow fangs and sink into the very cracks she had thought she had successfully glued together. but jina, oh jina, she never learns. 

a girl of nineteen, she doesn’t know love.

she can’t seem to get her bearings together ; they’re powerful and her heart aches, painful -- the cracks appear again. faster this time, undoing months of forgetting, of pretending; they break where they once lay, deeper, and deeper and the flowers in her lungs die. why so? because he doesn’t say the words he once had said.

instead, “hold that thought, i’ll be right back” is spoken into the void and jina lets him. she lets him slip through her fingers like all those times because her eyes are full of broken hearts and she doesn’t have it in her to stop him. it hurts, but she pretends it doesn’t.

pretending is fine, it saves her the heartbreak. because no, he wasn’t going to do this to her again, was he? ( he has, he will, he can’t stop but jina doesn’t want to end this so soon -- this soon -- they just reconciled )

memories of when she first confessed flood and she feels the gash in her heart tear just a bit more as fingers wind into small fists. the wound is stale, dried blood rounds the corners and all yun has to do is dip dainty little fingers in and pull, for everything to come apart. perhaps, months apart did nothing to cure the heartache, she fears. it’s secured when he reaches his target and she has to force a breath because the flowers are too much, they’re ashes instead of air and she’s coughing up death; in the midst, her heart constricts.

time stills and she rarely notices the way hangyul comes and never leaves; acknowledgement falls flat because all jina can see is what she doesn’t believe. 

jina thinks if she blinks it won’t hurt. she thinks if her eyes close for just a second, that it isn’t real -- that reality is far more kinder than her nightmares, than dreams could ever be. but through glass eyes, all she sees is the way he’s falling into her and jina can’t look away.

was this love? 

[maracmm]

☏ ⁇

☏ for a vague text

( TXT KIM HANGYUL ) if the shoe fits

send ⁇ for a worried text

( TXT KIM HANGYUL ) that was a nasty fall are you sure you’re all right? 

[maracmm]

LEVITATE

@mmgyul

Funny, she'd only been there for barely a year, but the nostalgia that sets in has the potency that goes beyond that time period. Varsity's a whole different breed as far as vigor, vigilance and victories goes, but playing intramural had been the first step, after all. 

It also helps that she’s got a reason to show up for the games once every so often (read: when Hyeon Mu isn’t the opposing team) to provide moral support. Helps the most when she’s taken to a certain chaser with sibling-like affection, or as much as her equally introverted ways can provide. 

How she approaches him is evident of that much: a good twenty something minutes after they’d called it quits with the Chong Ryeong seeker’d catching the Snitch, and carefully from behind. Grin in tow, Mara taps at his elbow to grab his attention. “Good game, today.” 

[mmnana-blog1]

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MSG    →   ❪    SOEUN    ❫   so i think kujo is in heat againMSG    →   ❪    SOEUN    ❫   please come and get him gyu i can’t hANDLE THISMSG    →   ❪    SOEUN    ❫   wait a sec

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MSG    →   ❪    SOEUN    ❫   please don’t tell anyone about that MSG    →   ❪    SOEUN    ❫   i don’t want ppl to think i’m a bad mom

[mmnana-blog1]

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MSG    →   ❪    MAEHWA    ❫   unnie, send help plsMSG    →   ❪    MAEHWA    ❫   i really messed up this timeMSG    →   ❪    MAEHWA    ❫   don’t tell gyu i’m begging.