all the world's a game

lee chanhee 931005 institute #082 cloning heukyang born and raised

[perolinha]

[xmchunji]

we're getting close now (don't turn away)

[animated-minsoo]

( /the main thought that settles into the back of his head after everything else seems to sink in is that chanhee is warm and warmth is so good right, exactly what he needs in the cold of the new year but it’s not a physical warmth of their linked hands; more than just skin against skin and something deeper in his chest and he’s used to this feeling, now, used to the feeling of his heart beating faster whenever chanhee’s involved, and faster again whenever they’re touching like this, so simple and gentle and for a moment he feels like he’s back in the warehouse back when it was just the two of them cuddled together for warmth and then cuddled together because it was simply easier to sleep like that and he feels like chanhee’s been doing this thing to his heart since not long after that time. ) it’s easier to show you. ( /it’s harder, really, but the entire concept is hard in general because the entire thing is about letting chanhee in and letting chanhee see more but the smile on the other’s face is enough to make him smile back even just faintly and decide that even it’s hard, it’s what he needs to do because if there’s someone who he should be showing this kind of thing, it’s chanhee - he’s already let the other into parts of his family history before, so he might as well keep going. ) it’s not far. ( /walking will probably warm them up, as well, so he tugs at the hand in his and begins to walk without really giving chanhee a chance to protest - not that he’d listen anyway - and begins to lead them in the direction of the cemetery he knows all too well. ) - ( /he stays silent the entire time, lost in his thoughts and the warmth against his hand and he keeps close to chanhee’s side as they walk simply because he can, and he only comes to a stop in front of a colourful grave - he’s visited recently, only a week or two before this trip, to repaint the headstone so the colours are still bright and vibrant; a garden of flowers with the usual mustang and three birds, but still he says nothing, and his thoughts turn to his mother as they always do here. ) - ( /he frees his hand from chanhee’s as his knees begin to bend and he bows forward, all the way down, until his knees and head and palms are all on the ground, and he stays like that for a few seconds before he sits back up, sits back on his heels, and glances up to chanhee and then to the headstone and he smiles. ) I told you I’d bring him to meet you one day.

[xmchunji]

{` he can get used to this -- matching minsoo’s footsteps just like always, with no idea as to where they’re even headed -- but this time, their hands are linked securely together and he doesn’t feel the cold as much. the breeze is insistent and his cheeks are tinted red from his body’s attempt to warm up quickly but he doesn’t utter a word of complaint, simply taking in the places they pass, relishing the slight warmth that minsoo’s presence provides, and busying himself with a private game of guess where we’re going } oh. {` it’s only audible enough for his own ears, rushed away by a particularly strong breeze as they stop in front of a grave -- unconventional in a way that it isn’t stone gray and frozen bland in the new year’s chill. his eyes follow the colours artfully drawn, recognizing the mustang immediately } -- {` he doesn’t move even when minsoo disentangles their fingers and bows low before the headstone, stuck in the strange circle of oh, wait, what happening in his mind, only managing to kick himself back in motion as minsoo speaks, looks up at him, and he catches that smile } um. hello. {` he drops down beside minsoo, bowing slightly before placing curled fists atop his lap. his stare is the slightest bit wide-eyed and words fail him as if he’s thrown back years before he’s mastered the art of twisting words to gain him favour, as if he hasn’t lived for so long just because he always knew what to say and it’s absolutely ridiculous because technically nobody’s physically there to judge whatever it is he does or says at that moment } you-- {` his mind replays the last thing that minsoo said and he turns his head, smile slow and small as he whispers like someone might overhear } you talked about me? here? 

[eunromiseoul]

[chasmbloom]

♥♥♥

[xmchunji]

[text] yOU CHICKEN MCNUGGET FACE ANSWER ME WHY ARE YOU AND HYUNG SO SILENT [text] I NEED TO KNOW. /NEED/ TO KNOW OMG [text] THIS ISN'T FAIR I HATE YOU BOTH

[xmchunji]

[text] my 'my best friends are doing something important without me around to witness it' senses are going off [text] like, RED ALERT RED ALERT type of thing [text] what the heck are you two doing [text] i dEMAND TO KNOW

[xmchunji]

we're getting close now (don't turn away)

[animated-minsoo]

( /hesitance and anxiousness follows first, even if he is more relaxed with chanhee leading, but even those slowly fade as the moment carries on, even with the sound of explosions so close by the lights flickering through the skin of his eyelids and the only thing that really matters is what chanhee does. ) - ( /so when the other pulls away, especially with that faint laughter, he pulls away as well, not far just enough to create space, because he doesn’t want distance between them, even if the unfinished question that follows isn’t something he really knows how to answer - none of this has ever been something that he understands particularly well, so that’s no surprise - but the question is left unfinished and not needing answer, because chanhee seems to find the answer himself. ) - ( /his eyes linger on the other’s face even after he looks away, and he only looks down when he feels something against his hand, instinct kicking in to lace his finger’s with chanhee and squeeze slightly, and he brings his head down a little as well, resting it against chanhee’s. ) okay. ( /he repeats and he’s not sure why, it just falls out, but then there’s a smile on his lips as well and everything feels okay, so he lifts the hand in his and presses his lips across chanhee’s knuckles. ) I want to show you something…

[xmchunji]

{` his lingering smile refused to leave even as his eyes remained trained on the ground, mind replaying the scene only seconds prior, over and over even though he could literally relive the experience first hand if he just quit his dumbstruck daydreaming -- warmed fingers absently run across the skin under his touch, head so high up the clouds that it barely registered when he couldn't move the same hand so much anymore. he didn't care though, opting to squeeze back once he had enough control over his wandering mind, peeking up for just a moment when he felt minsoo against him } -- {` he should probably stop smiling now, what with his cheeks hurting a little from the grin that refused to go down, only growing insistently with that kiss on his hand -- he should be used to those, should be able to tamper the giddiness that followed the act (but no, apparently not) } yeah? {` the answer came a little belatedly as he was too distracted being deliriously happy -- he straightened a little, prepared to arrange his expression into his usual cool interest out of sheer instinct, and then stopped, because this was minsoo and if there was anyone he'd let in on his uninhibited emotion, it would be him } what?

[byungkais-deactivated20150129]

[essylaria]

My whole life i’ve been eating food wrong. 

[xmchunji]

we're getting close now (don't turn away)

[animated-minsoo]

/ he was never really the sort to like things with too many opportunities, too many unknowns and too few knowns; he liked doing things where he knew exactly what was going to happen, so being stuck here with chanhee pulling away and not saying and not doing anything was just bringing back the urge to run and never look back, and, again, he very nearly does, urged by the same discomfort that urged him before - but then he’s stopped by the same thing that stopped him last time as well; chanhee’s voice catches his attention and makes him freeze and tense up, before he relaxes into the arms pulling at his own and he follows the other lead - because that’s a much better option than anything else he’s got going for him right now./

[xmchunji]

{` his hands don't stay still for long, gaining a life of their own and sliding up to minsoo's shoulders, hesitating a little before moving higher to rest on either side of the other's face -- their movements were halting and almost shy; as confused as their owner on what they should do next -- pushing past his passive instincts, he pressed closer, fireworks a background song of explosions and flashing lights blanketed over by his closed eyes. a smile managed to pull at the ends of his lips despite his best efforts to keep them as they were, firmly attached to his friend's (friend?) own, but once it started, he couldn't keep the bubbling chuckles at bay, forcing him to pull away once again } uh. so, you...? {` like me? sounded juvenile. feel the same? sounded weird. know what you're doing? like hell he'd question it. so he stood there dumbly, looking hopefully at minsoo, armed with nervous laughter and a truckload of doubt -- he cleared his throat, honestly there was no reason to doubt now, even minsoo would know that that kiss was as far from platonic as it could get } okay. {` whispers to himself, breaking eye contact to follow the trail of his left hand, which fell in between them to twine with one of minsoo's  }

[merelyobsessed]

[xmchunji]

31 Day Challenge  ↳Day 26: Bias behind-the-scenes (MV filming)

[simplychunji]

[xmchunji]

© Meribel | do not edit

[chan-hees]

[triplehsofresh]

chunji with his head just casually resting on c.a.p’s crotch

[animated-minsoo]

/he’s not sure what he’s supposed to expect from his sudden action and he doesn’t know how Chanhee should respond or how he will respond or, well, anything; his brain is completely blank because it’s only way to stop him from worrying and fretting and second guessing everything, but even that seems to backfire on him because Chanhee’s initial response isn’t… well… anythingand he suddenly can’t help but wonder if this was a bad idea, if this was the worst thing he could ever do, if he was going to need to wring Byunghun’s neck; the feeling lingers and he very nearly pulls away, very nearly runs and hides and maybe he could move to a different city and start over again rather than continuing to make a complete ass of himself in front of his best friend and probably the most important person in his life; he doesn’t, though, he holds his ground and he doesn’t regret it, either, because finally there’s something and it’s something good; his lips pull into a gentle smile and his own eyes close as well as he turns his body slightly and presses closer./

[xmchunji]

{` he lingered for a little longer, relaxing further when he felt the smile against his lips -- his hands stuttered awake, finally regaining their function yet they still remained at his side. hesitantly, he moved back, eyes flickering between minsoo and the lit sky, down to the noise and movement below them and then back again. he couldn't help but think of how ridiculous this was; cliche and ridiculous complete with dancing lights and background celebration noise and even the hill was ridiculous with its stupid perfect view } really. {` mumbled under his breath as he stared at minsoo and before the other started thinking bad ideas (which, pretty much every idea other than staying exactly where they were was considered bad at the moment), he pulled at minsoo's arms to bring him closer and now much more prepared, gives him a proper kiss -- questions would have to come later }

[xmchunji]

convenience has a name

[rkniel-deactivated20140331]

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[xmchunji]

"Wait, who's him -- are we on the same page here?" He didn't think he'd ever be lost in a conversation so simple as this. Yet here he was, utterly sure that their topic had just gone on a loop he hadn't been able to catch on. The 'him' he'd heard apparently wasn't imaginary. This kid really was referring to someone. 

He was suddenly glad they'd taken a seat. Standing in the middle of the hallway frozen and just a tad annoyed wasn't the way to blend in with the surroundings. At least with their current position they could pass off as classmates squabbling over a project and such. That really shouldn't be a foreign sight in a school full of mutants. 

However, his patience neither cared nor felt whether he was seated or not. Not one for lengthy, confusing conversations (although technically, he was the one asking the damned questions; sometimes his own lack of patience pissed him off too and he didn't know what to do with himself), he let out an irate sigh and crossed his arms.

"Should've taken the stupid train." Looking over, he flashed an odd gaze towards the other as he caught a mutter of something unintelligible. He didn't ask, though. He wasn't exactly keen to know. But now that he'd wasted a couple of precious minutes with pointless interrogation, he could either a) threaten the guy to teleport him somewhere in one piece or else b) push the kid back to class and take the train, or c) threaten him some more just because he now felt frustrated. 

"Know what. You get back to class. Nevermind the teleporting, I don't trust you." This guy had sounded a lot cooler when the younger kids were talking about him appearing out of nowhere. Chanhee could say he was disappointed.

Man, he could have teleported anywhere. 

[xmchunji]

....oh...ah...wait gotta give it a second....................................*poofs out*

{` stares at the space previously occupied, slowly directing his eyes back down to his phone — why does he tolerate all this shit. he gets up to get some food and maybe forget about this and hopefully the thing doesn’t come around demanding for a friend again }