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Kim Chanhwi. 17. Second Year. Hyeon Mu. Cheong Ryeong Initiate. Volleyball and Dance Club. Tracker

[yfchanhwi]

Distance

[yfxhongbin]

“Even if he hit on me, I probably wouldn’t even notice,” he replies with a laugh. Or rather, it’s more that he would pretend not to notice. If he showed that he was aware of it, it would only make his life more complicated than it already is. “But awwww, there’s no way anyone could ever take your place as my best friend. Were you worried you were going to lose your spot? Let me reassure you right now, that’s not going to happen. You’re my best friend and if someone tries to steal you away from me, I’m going to slap them as well.” He is more serious as he says that. Hongbin gets along with a bunch of boys, sure, but he’s definitely not as close with any of them as he is with Chanhwi. “And how many times do I have to tell you that you are way too biased and that I am not as good as you make me out to be,” he pouts cutely at the other, doing a bit of aegyo without even being aware of it. “You know I’m not good when it comes to art. You’ve seen my artwork before and how terrible it was. I may be good at a bunch of things, but art certainly isn’t part of it.”

He cannot help but watch as Chanhwi change and he feels horrible. How can he hide himself in front of his best friend and then stare at Chanhwi when he changes?  “Hey, you can’t miss things because of me. Imagine if you ended up with bad grades? I can’t let that happen. But as for dinner, I didn’t really have anywhere special in mind? I mean, if we’re allowed to go out in town we can try to find a little restaurant but otherwise I think we’ll have to settle for cafeteria food.”

His breath catches in his throat when Chanhwi is done getting ready. Black button-up shirts will be the death of him. It looks so good on the other, but then again, his best friend has always looked good in everything. He is so focused on memorizing the way Chanhwi looks that he doesn’t answer him right away. When he finally moves his gaze away, he appears lost for a few seconds, but then he straightens up and turns his back to Chanhwi so he can grab his phone and search for his wallet. He’s just grabbed his wallet when he hears the other say “well whose fault is that”. He winces and he’s glad that Chanhwi can’t see his face. He bites his lip and his fingers ball up into fists on top of his desk. But then he’s turning around and facing his best friend with another pout.

“I’m not being awkward or avoidy…I just…I’ve just been a bit busy.” Liar. “Anyway, just be careful okay? I wouldn’t want you to get expelled or anything like that. But yeah, let’s go.” He starts walking toward the door and opens it before motioning for Chanhwi to step out first. “After you, my dear,” he teases.

[yfchanhwi]

“That is true. You can be pretty oblivious and wouldn’t know even if it was being said to you.” Chanhwi loved his best friend but Hongbin was naive and oblivious and often didn’t see things until it was too late. “That’s why I’m so worried. You wouldn’t know if he was flirting with you or stealing you from me even if he straight up told you.” Chanhwi smirked. He loved his best friend but there were times when even Hongbin received his jerkish personality. He gave his best friend his most serious look. “If you ever leave me, I will kill you.” They both know he would, too. Hongbin was his best friend and always had been. His life wouldn’t be the same without him. Hongbin was Chanhwi’s and no one elses. He scoffed. “Please. We both now I don’t lie, not to you at least. If I say you’re good then you’re fucking good, got it?”

Chanhwi looked up at his best friend as he continued to put on his pants. “Me? Bad grades? Have you not met me? I have lots of smarties that don’t want things revealed.” Chanhwi smirked again, this time mischeviously. Hongbin was the only one aware of how Chanhwi maintained his high grades. “Missing school is worth it if it’s you. You know that.” Chanhwi nodded and shrugged. “Whatever you want, Binnie. It was your idea.”

Maybe the fact that Chanhwi willingly and openly changes in front of Hongbin is a way to seduce the other male. Chanhwi has never been the best seducer. His face is usually enough to draw people in. He never needed to seduce anyone since Chanhwi always got what he wanted. The only thing he doesn’t have (yet) is Hongbin to call his own and that thought makes him sick. Chanhwi had seemed dazed for a few moments as his thoughts flooded his head and he shook his head to clear his mind. Hongbin seemed to be zoned out as well and it made the initiate laugh inside. They were so similar and they matched well together. He knew what he had said was harsh but he was hurt by Hongbin’s actions and distance.

“Busy, huh? Being busy has never stopped you before.” Chanhwi gave Hongbin’s back a look before he set about gathering his belongings he needed for the night. “Awww, is little Binnie worried about me? Now I’m happy.” He smiled. “Right, eat. I’m starving, let’s go.” Chanhwi made his way to the door and smiled at Hongbin. “Thank you, dear.” He responded, a teasing tone to his voice.

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[yfchanhwi]

KCHAN 57 SECS AGO

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lilies,

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and jinhwan’s basically trapped in the other’s game of charade, being used merely as a pawn in a round of queens and desperately trying to hold back all use he is to them. he’s got nothing to offer in the world besides broken down feelings and scarred hands, and maybe one or two pieces of homework to those not available enough to do their own. he’s not sure how much of use he can be to someone like the boy in front of him, but he’ll be enough.

he clears his throat, fingers clenched over the wound in his wrist and a bewildered expression plastered on his face that melts into relief. he’s still wary, though, still unsure whether it would be safe enough for him to be calm and say thank you when minutes before the other had a promisingly dark future for him.

“awful.” the only sign he shows of memories are when he shudders, everything in his mind pointing to hyungseok. the mess that was the rehab centre, the scandals for months after. he’d rather die than go back. “i.. is there anything else i can do? for you to promise your silence?”

[yfchanhwi]

Chanhwi loves manipulating and using people for his own pleasure. It’s his own real life chess game that he’s playing with himself and no matter what he wins. Does he feel bad for the way he treats his fellow human beings? No, because to Chanhwi, he’s not human. He knows there are countless students and other people in his life that would call him the devil. He should be kinder but he hates the world and everyone in it.

He noticed the other masking his wound and it reminded Chanhwi that something needs to be done about that before the kid bleeds to death. He chewed on his lower lip as he thought about what’s the best approach to this kid’s wound. His hands were in his pockets and he was stilled thinking when he heard a voice. He snapped back.

“Awful, huh?” He noticed the other shuddering and it gave Chanhwi a confirmation that he was able to play the other as a pawn in his chess game of life. “At the moment I can’t think of anything but when I need you I’ll let you know. We need to fix that wound before you bleed to death,” he said, head motioning to the other’s wrist. “Can’t do anything for me when you’re dead.”

[yfchanhwi]

Look who’s almost back!

So sorry everyone for suddenly disappearing but life caught up with me and I had to take a hiatus. But I’m slowly coming back and am ready to bring back my little asshole. To all the new members to come since my last activity, welcome! I am Shani and Chan is an asshole. If you’d love to plot please hit that heart button and I’ll hit you up or you could message me. Chan has a plots page you can check out as well ^^

[yfchanhwi]

Manipulation of Innocence

[yfxwoosun-blog]

“yeah, hyung. i don’t want to hurt you. you’re always nice to me!” woosun chirped out what he was supposed to say. true or false didn’t matter. from his days in middle school where he was bullied, woosun learned to say what he was supposed too. no one wanted to hear that they were mean or hurting him, they wanted to hear nice things – and woosun would say all the nice things he could think of. chanhwi was far nicer than some people woosun had known.

fingers curled into the fabric of the towel, woosun took time processing new information. he was slower than most of the other students when he was told or read something. he learned through action. nonetheless his head nodded in slow bobs, accepting chanhwi’s answer with his teeth chewing the inside of his cheek. a glance stolen of the back of chanhwi’s head as the touch only radiated what chanhwi’s words meant; concreted them into his senses.

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[yfchanhwi]

“Of course I’m always nice to you. You do what you’re asked,” Chanhwi responded. He was surprised that Woosun had thought that he was nice. Heck, Chanhwi was far from it. However, Woosun was keeping Chanhwi’s school life interesting and he was distracting the male from his inappropriate thoughts of his best friend. He gave Chanhwi what others couldn’t. He was the initiate’s daily entertainment.

Woosun was slow and naive, and while it had been interesting at first, there were times when he wished the younger student would just catch on to what was happening. Sometimes it was fun for the elder to see the other’s face upon realisation of what was happening. Much like now. He couldn’t see Woosun’s face but he could imagine what it was like. That brought a smirk to his lips.

Perhaps Woosun wasn’t as innocent as he let on since he seemed to be ok with Chanhwi’s current actions. It was good. Maybe he could finally get what he wanted and move on from Woosun. Weirdly, the thought of not teasing Woosun made him feel a little sad. His days would be boring and dull once again as he continued his days of being a complete ass to his fellow students and teachers. The hand on his arm made Chanhwi move his head slightly to look at it. Perfect.

“Mmmm?” The way the younger spoke only added to the elder’s heat. Woosun was pleading with him and Chanhwi felt powerful. He felt amazing. His actions were clearly having a substantial effect on the younger. Should he stop? Part of him felt bad for the location he had chosen for their encounter but the other part of him found the location added to the desire.

“What do I like in them?” he repeated, tilting his head to look up a little. What was his type? He didn’t really have one. Well, that was a lie. He had a type, but ‘Hongbin’ wasn’t the best answer for this question. He felt a head on his shoulder and that caused him to move his hand up and inside the younger’s swimmers. His signature smirk once again on his lips as he finally felt bare skin under his palm. “I don’t have a type. I don’t give a fuck what they’re like as long as they’re attractive. I don’t do connections so I don’t pay attention much. What about you? What is your type, Sun-ah?”

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[yfchanhwi]

Manipulation of Innocence

[yfxwoosun-blog]

hearing chanhwi explain once more that he wasn’t angry, wearing that smile only made woosun drag his teeth over his bottom lip to contain the smile. he wanted to remain apologetic for not keeping to his prideful promise. “okay hyung!” the words came out in eagerness, wanting to put the whole situation behind them. being around chanhwi set woosun up with goals, distractions to focus on, a person whose praise he could earn and delight himself with; approval and acceptance he craved.

with his knees against the hard ground, woosun tried to ignore the immediate discomfort against the bare skine and instead on the fabric of the towel and chanhwi. “okay. not too hard. i don’t want to hurt hyung,” woosun replied, voice bubbled and buoyant, wanting to sound confident and assured in his actions. fingers gently pressing the towel to chanhwi’s back, wiping away the any droplets of water that might be there. he stifles a happy noise when the olders head tilted back and he seemed to be relaxed under his touch.

woosun’s wet lashes fluttered when ‘boys’ came from chanhwi’s lips, absorbing the meaning as his hands came to a stop in their actions. he didn’t know what to say, and that only left his skin to heat as he stared at the towel, chanhwi’s smooth skin and his own hands. as his mind started to finally click over, woosun swallowed thickly to speak and found the words falling back down his throat as he inhaled sharply at the touch to his crotch. had chanhwi’s hand slipped? but how could it slip behind his back? woosun’s mind with explanations such as the congratulatory pat to ones behind when they did well on the field and how this was definitely not like that.

wait –

the connection of chanhwi’s comment about boys being what he cared about and the hand that was position in such a sensitive place took longer than necessary with blood splitting in two directions. if he rejected chanhwi, the older would be hurt and angry, and woosun didn’t want that. it was the quiver inside his body that made him weak to that idea, fingers pressing into chanhwi’s back and breathing out the tension in his body. “i.. i think girls do. i don’t.. i don’t know,” he stammered an answer far too late and ducked his head lower, tops of his cheeks burning. 

did chanhwi like him? that flushed a mixture of panic and curiousity through woosun. 

“what does h-hyung like?” woosun managed to get out. maybe he wasn’t chanhwi’s type. he didn’t want chanhwi be hurt if he pulled away or acted weird. all he had to do was act normal. this was normal. 

[yfchanhwi]

Woosun was sweet. He was too kind for his own good and, had he been anyone else, he would feel horrible for the way he’d been treating him. The friendly, energetic, excited Bae Woosun really should learn not to trust so easily. He should learn not to trust him so easy. Poor boy. He was about to experience first hand just a snipped of how evil he can be.

Chanhwi didn’t really have a type. He slept with whoever was around and it was rarely ever more than once. He was the ‘hit it and quit it’ type. If he slept with you more than once then clearly you’re doing something right (or wrong). The younger was unlike anyone Chanhwi had encountered before. He was different and there were times when he made Chanhwi feel happy. Some days he even forgot the fact that Woosun was his play toy and treated him like a friend - like Hongbin.

“Please don’t hurt hyung or else he might actually get mad and a mad hyung is not a nice hyung.” He smiled at Woosun sweetly. The feeling of the towel drying his back felt nice on his bare skin. He’d never really had someone who was so willing to do that aside from Hongbin and that was different. It felt nice to have such a loyal and obedient pet.

Chanhwi noticed the stilled actions of the younger once he had spoken about his attraction to boys. Since his father wasn’t there to harm him he was open about who he really was. Though it was still hard for him at times. Especially when you’ve had the gay beaten out of you many of times. What a fantastic father Chanhwi had. 

He noted the stammer and it only made him want to explore more. He straightened his head so he was once again facing forward. “Hmm. I’ve never really noticed.” He hummed softly, more to himself, as he looked around once again. What he was putting Woosun though was nothing new to Chanhwi. He often did worse than this in more public places.

He moved his arm closer to Woosun’s sensitive area. He closed his eyes as he hummed. He left Woosun with the sight of the back of his head. There was a smirk on his lips as he continued to moved closer until his hand was finally touching Woosun’s crouch. “My type? What do you mean? Do you mean what do I like in a partner?”

[yfchanhwi]

Manipulation of Innocence

[yfxwoosun-blog]

woosun’s gaze averted as soon as it came in contact with once of chanhwi’s smiles, as if blinded by a strike of sunlight – only one that caught his heart to contract too tightly in his chest and his lips to part in need of breath. attraction was easily denied by the fact that chanhwi was far too good-looking and certainly had this effected on anyone who came in contact with him. a pure pinning of his lips into a smile and the glint in his eyes, it would cause anyone to look away.

“i know. but i’m still sorry.” he didn’t know, but his impulse was to say that he did. his lips curled in, chewed on as he abashedly glanced at the older. “i really thought i could do it,” he explained, cheeks heated with the faintest shade of embarrassment. tiny pinholes had been stabbed into his pride now, and he wanted to bandaid them up.

once chanhwi had taken the towel from him, woosun wiped at his jaw and brushed at his hair, trying to rid himself of dripping water and straighten his appearance up. everyone in cheong ryong looked good and together no matter what they did. woosun wanted to prove he could as well. he was rubbing at the back of his neck when chanhwi seemed to question his assertion and he nodded, flashing a smile. 

“yeah hyung!” he chirped, eyes on the towel as if it was a coveted prize and taking it up with eagerness. the fabric weighed in his hands before he realized that he now had to wipe chanhwi’s back. woosun swallowed his nerves, moving forward and ducking his head down as he set down on his knees behind chanhwi. one hand wrapped in the towel, he stretched forward to begin drying off the older males back. 

“hyung’s shoulders are so broad,” woosun complimented in awe, only realizing how strange this might have sounded in the seconds after. “i mean thats a good thing, isn’t it? girls like that, right?”

[yfchanhwi]

Kim Chanhwi knew all too well the kind of effect his smile had on people. How do you think he drew people in? He would use his usual facade and act sweet and nice and when he had them where he wanted them he’d attack; showing his true nature - the evil person he was often called. His smile seemed to enchant Sunhwa and everyone he met. Perhaps there was a benefit of being an attractive teenager with a smile that hypnotised.

One person he seemed to have a specific effect on was Woosun. The adorable and innocent first year who was far too happy for Chanhwi’s liking. He almost made it too easy for Chanhwi. There was no fight. No push and pull. However, his oblivious personality gave him some fun. He smiled. “I’m sure you could have. Don’t worry, ok? Hyung isn’t angry.”

His flirting attempt seemed to have gone unnoticed and that made Chanhwi both pissed and entertained. It meant that Chanhwi would have to be more forward and to the point. It might take a bit of experimenting but the initiate would work out just how upfront he’d have to be. Woosun wanted so desperately to get into Cheong Ryong and Chanhwi would make him earn it.

When Woosun agreed to dry his back, Chanhwi grinned brightly at him. “Don’t dry too hard or you might damage my back,” he teased as he watched Woosun kneel behind him. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, the sun shining onto his closed eyelids. When Woosun spoke again he opened his head, his head still leaning back. “Are they? I’ve never noticed.” he chuckled. “Do girls like it? I never noticed. Girls aren’t my thing. It’s more the boys I care about.”

There was a moment of silence between the two. Chanhwi looked around and noticed that most students were on the other side of the pool or swimming. He smirked to himself before he moved back slightly so he was closer to his toy. He causally placed his right hand behind him so it was now brushing against the younger’s crouch. He was about to test Woosun to the max.

[yfchanhwi]

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[yfchanhwi]

Manipulation of Innocence

[yfxwoosun-blog]

the serious expression on chanhwi’s face made tiny worms knot in the bottom of woosun’s stomach.

he knew what failure looked like; that dreaded lack of smile that was on the older males face made woosun more nervous than when his eyes were curved with happiness or when chanhwi got too close to him. fingers curled on the edge of the pool as he looked up, seeing the splatter droplets of water that must have been from his cannonball, and averted his gaze once more. an apology on his tongue as the click of chanhwi’s tongue ran down his spine.

woosun pushed himself up, climbing out of the pool and reaching for the first towel that he found. fabric rung in his grip as he closed the space and held it out towards the older. “here hyung! i’m sorry for getting you wet – i really thought…” his puffed chest rose and sunk with a sigh, thinking this was a lame excuse. “i really thought i could do it!”

his gaze fell and rose again. chanhwi was handsome. everyone in cheong ryong was. but only chanhwi made woosun nervously bite the inside of his lip and hold it out more.

“is there something else i can do? to make up for it!” he didn’t want chanhwi to be mad at him. he wanted chanhwi to like him and to pass it on, and to help him get into cheong ryong. “you’ll know i do anything you ask.”

[yfchanhwi]

Chanhwi was a very bad person to make angry.

Luckily for Woosun, Chanhwi wasn’t that angry. Sure, he’d asked the younger male not to get him wet but in a way it was his fault for sitting so lose to the edge. He continued to flick the water off his body as he looked at Woosun. The expression on the first year’s face made Chanhwi feel bad for some reason. He never feels bad for making people upset. Hell, he loves making people upset. Perhaps it was because Woosun was his toy and thus he feared he would be abandoned if he was not kinder.

He had been looking at his bare chest, clearing the water when he spied something in his proriferal vision. He looked up to see Woosun standing above him with a towel. He gave the first year his usual killing smile as he took the towel. “It’s impossible to cannonball and splash everyone but me. I’m not angry, Woo. Relax.”

He decided to mess with the younger even more. Chanhwi took the towel and slowly moved it down the length of his body as he kept his eyes locked on Woosun.

“Anything, huh?” Chanhwi raised an eyebrow. He reached up to hold out the towel to the younger. “Dry my back. I can’t reach all of it.” He smiled sweetly as he looked up, still sitting on the ground. He wanted to see just how far he could go until Woosun cracked.

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