#regclars

[neonhymn]

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Elias was always so surprised whenever he came to one of Jovi's photoshoots.  It was still so surreal to have a friend get paid to have their face looked at by millions.  Elias was a fan of it himself, but he did also enjoy the company as well.  Sometimes he found himself wondering what the other saw in him.  Elias felt too obnoxious, too loud, too reckless to be anyone's friend.  When he was a teenager he was used to people finding him completely overwhelming and getting burnt out.  He had only a few high school friends and now he was in college and hoping to keep those close to him.  And Jovi was at the top of that list.

He felt so out of place at the set, dressed up in his ripped up jeans, oversized black tshirt, ratty backpack and an iced coffee in each hand.  Jovi was working hard and Elias raised a hand to silently announce himself before bumping into a table and earning a few glares.  He nodded in apology, knowing better than to speak during the photoshoot.  His cheeks were flushed and he hoped his friend didn't see any of that.  With a small sigh, he went over to the back of the room to sit down on the floor against the wall.  He set the coffee he got for Jovi beside him but decided he couldn't wait any longer to drink his own.  It took several moments to get comfortable where he sat, drawing his knees to his chest and trying not to make it obvious he was looking over at his friend by messing with his phone.  After a few minutes, he truly was engrossed with one of the gaming apps and he was quick to lose track of time, only breaking his concentration when he heard footsteps approaching.  He brushed his bangs from his forehead and offered the man a smile from where he sat on the ground.  "How was work, pretty boy?"

[brucelees-a]

* – —  ryuichi  &  dayuan    ♡     a starter for @regclars​

"you’re always there for me, aren’t you? even when i want you to fuck off, you just barge in here, take care of me like the strict and sizzling hot nurse you are,” ryuichi was laying on his side, his elbow on his pillow and head propped up by his closed fist as his gaze met dayuan’s, who was resting right beside him on the bed. “so, your crush on me...” a cheeky grin formed on the rockstar’s features, eyes twinkling mischievously as he reached out to cup the younger’s face. “it’s cute, dayday. you’re... very cute.” 

[bvtterfliies]

          ( based on this. ) ☾ ˚⊹ *・゚it wasn’t unusual for mia to ‘ hit it and run ’ as it were. she didn’t have time for attachment, no time to be hurt. it was more so to protect herself than anything else. the other was actually really nice and it was one of the best nights she had ever had, but she had promised herself she wasn’t going to allow it to be different so she just up and left like she did every single time she slept with someone. now here she was at her friend’s brunch, quite literally sat opposite the person she tried to escape from in the morning. “ well this is awkward, ” she mumbled to herself before looking up from her lap and smiling at them. “ uh ... hi ? ” ( @regclars​ )

[oncebattled]

↳ incoming @regclars​ gets a starter ! featuring: isao && junwoo

                              the harshness of the idol world kept junwoo from fully immersing himself in it. sure, he did choreography for groups and sometimes acted as a backup dancer but he never lingered too long. imagine his surprise when his boyfriend became an idol. it seemed okay but now things had imploded as he believed they would from the beginning. fine. no big deal. it could be worse and it sure went there a few days after the scandal made headlines. junwoo suddenly awoke the fateful morning of trash fire because of his wildly buzzing phone. reaching beside him, junwoo came up with air and made an annoyed noise under his breath, loathing mornings. stumbling from the bed, he rubbed at his eyes, trying to find his absent boyfriend. ❝ you broke the don't leave junwoo alone in bed pact. i mean, when you're actually here, ❞ he called out, running right into a wall since he didn't round the corner well enough. ❝ who made walls! the gala is tonight isao. what is all this going on! i don't understand. ❞

[brucelees-a]

@regclars​ liked this for a short starter !

“here, i brought you some comfort food. you can stop crying now.”

[brucelees-a]

although he didn’t look like it, saint was absolutely crushed by their break up. at first, he didn’t believe june was serious, and figured he’d change his mind sooner rather than later, but watching him pack up all of his gaudy and glittery decorations in cardboard boxes was making him lose hope rapidly that they would ever reconcile. the sinking feeling in his chest was a painful reminder of why the romance novelist avoided real love like the plague. reality wasn’t a beautiful fairytale with a happy ending, it was dark and disappointing, just like how it’s always been for him. “june...” his voice was soft, almost a little timid. the last thing saint wanted was for them to fight again. “i can see that your mind is made up, and whilst i’m deeply saddened by the notion of losing you, i hope you’ll be able to find the kind of love you’re looking for. you deserve it.” 

{ @regclars​ }

[neonhymn]

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Oliver always felt so warm when he talked to Chaemin, whether is was over the phone or the internet. It was his first long distance relationship, but also the first relationship he actually took seriously. Chaemin was always there for him when he was stressed out over exams (which he didn't study for most of the time) and he was always fascinated by his life on the other side of the world. It was weird waking up when Chaemin was going to sleep and he did screw up his already messy sleep schedule just to have more time to talk to him. If he couldn't be out there with him, it was worth it. He knew he was going to meet Chaemin, it was only a matter of time. He was determined and saved up as much as he could from his random part time or tutoring jobs. What he wasn't expecting was having company on the flight over to see him.

He hated that even though he was the middle child, he was still babied. But it was easier to just let his sisters do their thing when they stopped by the hotel room he was staying in with Chaemin before they went to explore the city. Normally he would be jealous, Oliver loved exploring new places and learning new things. He was really enjoying their private time though, thankful that his sisters were staying in another hotel altogether. "Why are beds at hotels always so comfortable?" he asked aloud, his limbs starfishing across the sheets as he tried to ignore the little ball of nerves in his stomach at the thought of his sisters not liking Chaemin. There was a reason he never told them about his previous relationships: they were extremely judgmental. He finally sat up, leaning back at his hands as he studied Chaemin. "You're not nervous about my sisters visiting, right? They're just dropping off my camera charger and leaving. I told them I'm spending my time here with you."

[neonhymn]

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It's been weeks since he had last seen Jovi. A few days after the incident Elias made it a point to come over to his apartment with a pizza and wanted to surprise his friend. He just wanted to move on from whatever happened that night when Jovi seemed to sink into himself and close off Elias entirely. What he didn't expect to find was the place to be empty. Jovi was supposed to have the next few weeks off from work, where was he? Elias tried calling and texting to no avail. Soon he just spent all the free time he had outside of class in that apartment, waiting for Jovi to come home like some lovesick dog. It was so pathetic, but he felt so incredibly lonely without Jovi. Outside of school, he's the only one he wanted to spend his time with. How did things get like this? Elias was used to being everyone's friend. One week after Jovi's disappearance, a boy from his economics class asked Elias on a date. But what surprised Elias even more was the fact that he agreed.

He hated every second of that date too. He hated dressing up, deciding that his usual attire of a sweater and jeans wasn't appropriate. Instead, Elias styled his hair back off of his face and wore a printed button up shirt with tight black slacks. He felt uncomfortable the entire date, it felt so wrong. The Italian restaurant was cute and all and the food was good but every time he looked across the table he just wanted to see Jovi and he was determined not to cry on a date. He didn't have a crush on his best friend, it was something much more intense and his heart broke every time he had to smile politely at the boy sitting across from him because everything was wrong. He wouldn't even be on this stupid date if Jovi would have just talked to him. Elias only felt like he could breathe again after being dropped off at Jovi's apartment building, not letting the other man walk him back to the door. No, it was clear to both of them that this wasn't going to work out. Elias let out a huge sigh when he finally walked into the apartment, kicking off his shoes and walking further into the home before stilling at the sight of his friend. His heart stopped beating in his chest and he tried ignore the feeling of shame that welled up inside of him, reminding himself that he did nothing wrong by going on the date. "You're alive," he said blankly, the shame quickly ebbing away and turning into that longing he was used to when it came to Jovi. He wanted to laugh and hug him like he used to, but something in their friendship shifted. Elias wasn't oblivious. "I've missed you. Where did you go?" Why did you ignore me?