hello everyone!! my name is ollie (she/they, 22, gmt+8) and i’m excited to be here! please welcome my baby kang namhyuk (not part of the newly added kang family; he’s chelmico2!), also known as dawn of chelmico! he’s the main dancer of the group, hardworking and extremely critical of his own skills. under the cut is some bullet points to know more about him, and his rumor of being a frequent visitor of a hospital has no bearing ha ha
if you would like to plot you can send a msg or also ask for my d*scord/twt if that works better for you! i’ll get back to asap you since it is... almost midnight here....
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basically an only child
extremely poor; his family lived and served in a church
but he discovered his love for dancing
and started to perform during sunday services
expressed his desire to be enrolled in dance classes
but parents are only living in love gifts so they can’t give it to namhyuk
attendees loved namhyuk’s dancing skills
and found out his desire so they started pitching in
including his parents bcs they saw how namhyuk’s eyes lit up while performing
finally got his dance classes and shortly got into a dance academy
was scouted by bd ent during his dance recital
namhyuk opened up to the idea of being an idol and took a while convincing the church + parents he wanted to be a trainee
tl;dr he is now a member of the world’s most successful boy group
tw: anxiety // but he always overworks himself and puts the group’s burden of choreographing their dances and thus resulted to a few trips to the hospital due to physical and mental exhaustion, shortly getting diagnosed with general anxiety disorder
// he keeps his meds in check and in secret too so do what u want with that info uwu // end of tw
tw: homophobia // he also struggles with the fact that he is also attracted to the same gender and his christian guilt creeps up on himself // end of tw
serious off cam, but extremely loyal to friends and members, will do Anything for the people he loves
made his parents move out from the church and got a place of their own
struggles with his faith ://
and... that’s it thank you for getting this far i hope you like him :(
ah, since everyone else is saying their farewells and the what could have been for their lovely muses, i’ll say mine here as well ^^;
first of all, thank you for everyone who has plotted with me, chatted and built a new connection! it was really fun for a couple of weeks, and i sincerely appreciate those who were extremely patient with me <3 i wish you all the best and hopefully we can meet again somewhere
and as for my baby kang namhyuk, i believe he will start accepting himself for who he really is, gets the continuous help that he needs for his anxiety and eventually comes in terms to go back to his hometown for a bit and come out to his parents, and while they might be disappointed, i’m sure they love namhyuk so much to even thought of disowning him is unacceptable and thus accepts his sexuality slowly but surely <3
for his career as a chelmico member, i believe he will have to quit at one point. people will be disappointed, confused, but he will give up being an idol and trade it to start a new dance studio that he will run on his own, and that is where he will see his true calling: teaching dance. he’s still living doing the thing he loves the most, without the societal pressure that made him miserable in the first place. yes, eyes are still on namhyuk, but as he slowly becomes who he is, these eyes start to not care anymore.
and of course, he does get together with sunwoo, the person who was so patient, so caring and helped him to accept who he really is. without him by namhyuk’s side, he might not have gained the courage to get up and leave his idol life. they’ll get married, perhaps they’ll both propose at the same time <3
how was it possible to have sunshine embodied in a whole person? it was how kang namhyuk viewed oh sunwoo in his life. bright, strong-willed and while can come off as intense to some people, it only makes namhyuk’s interest grow fonder. if the other had not dared to approach the shy, reserved idol, the artist might not have discovered how much he lacked someone in his life who shined as bright as sunwoo, and how that light can serve such an inspiration for namhyuk to be better, to be more confident in all of his ways. it was evident how much he likes sunwoo, the way how every little move he does has an indescribable effect in him that no one else came close. it was scary how with just a simple back and forth of teasing laced with intent had namhyuk stumble over his words and his idol persona wore off around the enchanting male.
and god, it was even scarier when all that’s said and done, namhyuk had continued to think about sunwoo when he’s all alone.
it was scary because growing up, he believed loving someone of the same gender is immoral in god’s eyes. how can loving someone be a sin if namhyuk learned from anything from Sunday school, is that god is love? how can gender dictate and finalize rules on how to love someone? and why is it are there rules to show affection? namhyuk’s experiences after moving out to follow his dreams has made him realize that not only he is attracted to women, but to men as well, is an ongoing process he still learns to accept every day. and while he would like to believe he is getting better at accepting himself, being an idol further complicates it, on top of his struggling core faith in god that he has long left. sometimes it all comes crashing down on him, but namhyuk’s heart wants what it wants, and it’s sunwoo.
he wanted to explore further his feelings. despite the uncertainty in his gut, namhyuk was magnetized to sunwoo that he knows there’s no use of fighting it. that’s why he let himself be in this parked car, just to ease the burning desire he has been harboring for a whole while now. sunwoo’s marks on his chest will now etch deeper into his skin, his moans burned at the back of namhyuk’s head, waiting to be replayed when they’ve parted ways. the idol’s desire continues to grow, making himself more selfish, wanting sunwoo all to himself, wishing more for this connection to be more than a one-night stand if sunwoo will allow him. he wants to things with sunwoo, even the mundane activities such as going to the movies, sharing songs and selfies, just the simple text messages at the middle of the day to ask how it has been? in all of these, namhyuk realizes as sunwoo goes down on him, though timing might be in his favor, he thinks of the possibility that maybe, namhyuk likes sunwoo more than he’ll realize for himself.
and what a scary feeling it is to be so sure of something and be scared to lose it before it has started all at once.
seeing sunwoo come undone over him was a moment namhyuk wishes he would never forget. perhaps a photograph would have been amazing as a keepsake. the way how sunwoo isn’t built like a greek god, with his slender yet firm torso glistened under the moonlight lets him shine, namhyuk groans and mentally asks how does he think sunwoo is the most perfect human being he has ever laid his eyes upon on, and had the opportunity to mark him up? all namhyuk wants now was to keep on kissing him as the deep kiss the other had graced him while his hardness throbs in sunwoo’s touch, namhyuk takes him in until sunwoo breaks away. his lips are swollen, looking plumper as if it were even possible, breathless and breathing ragged as he continues to lock his eyes on sunwoo.
when sunwoo continued to tease him with his lips tracing the fabric of namhyuk’s boxers, the idol lets out a desperate sigh, until he was finally free. the idol couldn’t help but to smirk with sunwoo’s teasing, breathing in as if he couldn’t believe the other is still teasing him like this. “sunwoo for fuck’s sake i'm going to lose all control if you don’t start taking me in,” his voice was low and mocking a laugh while his thigh squirms and flexes with every touch, gaining sunwoo a good groan from namhyuk. and as sunwoo finally starts to take his head with his lips, namhyuk doesn’t dare to look away, his eyes burning with passion as sunwoo’s tongue licks his head.
“baby don’t you dare stop,” namhyuk demands, as he places his hand to tug sunwoo’s hair, gently guiding him to go deeper. “take me in baby,” he sighs as he thrusts his hips to help sunwoo taking in him. “you’re so, so pretty with my cock around your mouth, it should be illegal,” namhyuk whines and as the dancer moves voluntarily and gaining a rhythm, he couldn’t help but to let out explicit moans that gets louder at his every thrust, his grip on sunwoo’s hair won’t loosen up. all namhyuk wants to do is to bask in this moment, until he comes so it’ll be his turn to make sunwoo feel good.
yangcheon hill has been good to namhyuk and his members so far. he was skeptic about the whole exclusivity and prestige status that the company and themselves should get when they moved this year, but at least starlight complex had little to no intruders from his feared sasaengs. it baffles namhyuk at times how they are able to bypass the strict security. if it’s a work of higher power or money, it’s not up to namhyuk’s speed to figure it out for himself. at least his worries of being followed by trick or treating in a fully clothed all-black outfit with a cloak to fully sell being no face, and the mask to conceal his identity, the idol’s resolve tonight is to be a normal person celebrating halloween.
but what does a normal person even mean for a worldwide idol like namhyuk? it’s been a long time since he has experienced the simplicity of life and living the extraordinary has become the normalcy for namhyuk. unfortunate for the young man, the extraordinary is a double-edged sword that he has to continue to experience as long as he does not leave stardom. he couldn’t imagine leaving though, so he has no choice but to press on and fight, which includes the small crowd that has been following namhyuk around the streets.
how these group of sasaengs had managed to follow and infiltrate the hill is an enigma left to be solved in another time, but god does namhyuk need to get away from them as soon as possible. nothing had worked for the distressed idol so far. he had tried cutting through a different crowd, running around with his long coat dashing the streets and out of breath, but everytime he tries to lift his mask to check if the coast is clear, he can see the crowd at the corner of his vision. exasperated and wanting to give up, he noticed another group following someone dressed as sophie from another ghibli film that namhyuk struggles to remember since he is full of adrenaline, but he can also see that the person wants to get away from the group, running. looking back at the idol’s sasaengs, he sighs and decides to bolt at the same direction to see who is the other one being followed, and to his surprise, it was sujin of june.
placing the mask at the side of his face while he was running to sujin’s direction while his sasaengs follows suit, namhyuk yells out “yujin-ssi! let’s retreat!” and reached out his hand, hoping the female would take it and they can escape their crazy groups and be left in peace.
as the nights grow colder and the spooky scary skeletons are placed around the yards of yangcheon hill, it’s finally time for halloween. namhyuk had prepared for this night as much as his busy schedule could fit. his game plan was to go trick or treating first as no face to avoid any prying eyes and change into an angel costume to go around the skyline park. how namhyuk has managed to prepare two outfits for one night was all thanks to their stylist who generously let him borrow their stage clothes, as long as he promises he returns them in pristine, one piece.
excited like a kid, namhyuk made the executive decision to spend trick or treating with no other than his best friend eunho. has he called up the younger that he’ll turn up to his place tonight? no. is namhyuk sure eunho is up for it? duh. what are the chances that this sudden visit to bug the younger for trick or treating will fail? zero, what do you mean? upon ringing the doorbell a few times and calling eunho out, namhyuk starts to think maybe he had miscalculated a lot of factors, and that eunho has other plans for the night.
namhyuk pouts but doesn’t give up, standing in front of his door, as he sees another person to ring the door this time. his facial expression soured, but he isn’t that rude to pretend the other person doesn’t exist in his eyes to not greet her. instead, namhyuk clears his throat, crossing his arms with the no face mask worn backwards so namhyuk knows she has seen his face. “hyeon,” he simply addresses her, after giving out a heavy sigh, watching what the female’s next action would be.
he’s in his room freshly dressed and rubbing a towel against his wet hair when he hears his phone buzz, and within a few steps, he picks it up. as his eyes scan the messages, the corners of his lips curve upwards.
outgoing to: namhyuk-ie
> sunwoo: namhyuk-ie!!
> sunwoo: i would love to 😊
> sunwoo: i’ll provide the snacks
> sunwoo: what time shall i meet you? ^-^
> sunwoo: any special requests?
he debates on sending another text for a few seconds, and ultimately decides to, because clearly he just couldn’t contain himself.
> sunwoo: do i get to cuddle you though?
the smile that adorns his face is one his mother would have when looking at her husband. a fond, happy smile. caused by no one other than kang namhyuk.
if you’d ask anyone from kang namhyuk’s life if the idol has any game when it comes to his love life, they’d probably laugh first before giving out a disappointing ‘no’. to be fair for the idol, it’s not like he had been actively looking for a romantic partner lately. being an idol means a whole lot of sacrifices, that includes his love life, and that doesn’t end until he ultimately decides to step out from the spotlight. but sometimes, when nights grow cold and the world feels like closing in his room, all namhyuk wants to have is a hand to hold and spill the raging thoughts that circle in his head. sure, that’s what his therapist’s job all about, to let him understand what goes on in his head, but namhyuk had never wanted to hold someone in his arms badly like ever before. someone he can escape to. someone he can truly call home.
perhaps, nobody else but oh sunwoo.
was it quick for namhyuk to assume, to accept, that he has been harboring feelings for the youtube personality? was he rushing in this too hastily? but what does time really mean if all of the uncertainties seem meaningless when sunwoo is around him? namhyuk has always been a rational, calculated person, he had started to avoid anything that might place him and his members in danger and scandal with his actions, so for namhyuk to act out on his feelings and ultimately accepting the fact that he can no longer ignore the attraction and affection he feels for sunwoo, he know oh sunwoo is more than a fling, more than a one night stand and namhyuk wants them to be more.
the minute wait has been agonizing for namhyuk. he starts to spiral down in the couch, thinking maybe there was a better way of asking sunwoo out. maybe it was better if he had been direct? thankfully for the overthinker, various rings of his phone had echoed the walls and namhyuk, though afraid to check his phone, had grabbed the phone anyway and proceeds to read sunwoo’s texts that made him smile like a kid. he's a whole twenty-five years old 6 feet tall man, and here he is giddy and happy over some texts from oh sunwoo. covering his face with his knees up, he starts to type out his reply.
to… oh sunwoo 😳 !!
>> omg yay thank you!!
>> maybe around 4pm?
>> i need to find the blankets that i can steal
>> chips, popcorn and soda please!!
and as namhyuk goes over the last text message, he could help but to blush and chuckle at the thought of sunwoo cuddling him while watching arguably one of his favorite movies of all time. namhyuk was certain he wouldn’t survive tonight, but he has to, to win sunwoo’s affection this time.
>> u don’t have to ask
>> it’s a date then? 😊
namhyuk didn’t think much when he sent the last messages, and a part of him thanks he didn’t because his anxious part is starting to go haywire once more, overthinking the other messages. “it’s cool, it’s chill,” he tries to calm himself down, reminding himself that his decision is firm, and that he will start showing his right intentions to sunwoo.
namhyuk felt a bittersweet pang in his chest. he was thankful that yura shares the same sentiments he hold, that she’s emotionally and socially aware he can’t stay longer as he would like to. “let me know if you’re not busy with university sometime, maybe i’m free to hang around with your brother too,” namhyuk offered. “oh, those are red velvet cupcakes! the color red looks pretty and in theme for the season,” he declares, eyeing the box at the corner. “let me know if they taste great,” he adds on. “so… i guess i’ll see you around later… keep in touch, okay?” namhyuk tilts his side, giving yura a warm smile that makes his eyes smaller like crescents, stepping down from the pavement and giving her a small wave before going back in his car.
red velvet. she could feel her mouth begin to water at the thought of eating red velvet cupcakes. yura was a sucker for sweet things. it was part of the reason why she was going ‘trick or treating’ with everyone else. she was going for the candy that would probably last her for a good few weeks before it’s either thrown away or she has eaten all. in the name of self control and avoiding potential stomach aches, she was goi9ng to try and hold back from eating all of the candy in one night. knowing her, she’d probably make it a few pieces in and get tired of it anyway, unless she was distracted enough. with how good the red velvet cupcakes looked, they were sure to be eaten pretty quickly.
in fact, she was going to have one (or two) before she actually started trick or treating, in case her parents got to them before she was able to. they would be back before her to get ready for the masquerade ball and she’d be over at lia’s to get all dolled up. maybe she’d come back and bring her a cupcake as a birthday present.
“i’m sure they’ll taste sweet, especially because you made them.” she let out a small giggle as she backed up a little bit, getting ready to close the door behind her. “and i will, don’t worry! have fun,” she was just about to close the door, her hand on the handle to stop it from closing. “and be careful!” people these days were ruthless and yura was aware of that - her high school years were filled with ruthless people. the last thing she wanted was to hear that he had gotten mobbed by careless fans.
sighing, she shook her head and shut the door behind her, smiling at the sight of the cupcakes.
then again, yura didn’t go, so she wouldn’t know unless he decides to tell her or eunho beats him to it.
“alright, then.” she clasped her hands, the cupcakes on the corner of her eye. “i know you’re a busy man these days and i don’t want to keep you waiting, because i have to leave soon myself. but…” she looked over at the cupcakes. “before you go, what kind of cupcakes are these?” she had a smile on her face as she looked down at them. maybe she’d sneak one in before she leaves or walk out of the house eating one.
fiddling around with the ends of his black sweater, namhyuk shyly chuckles and a faint blush spreads across his cheeks as yura complimented his costume idea for a safe trick or treating night. “right? so if you see a tall no face running around the hill, that’s probably me,” he gave yura a sweet smile. namhyuk didn’t had any doubts that the secrecy and exclusivity of yangcheon hill will keep him away from crazy stalkers (and no, they are not fans.), but being in the industry for seven years had never erased the skeptic in him to keep all precautions in all of his actions.
keeping a busy schedule as, arguably, the biggest boy group in the world, it was hard for namhyuk to keep in touch with the very few people in his life. and since yura is one of those people thanks to his best friend eunho, he would like to hang around more with her. but perhaps when a longer break can be given to him. a drop off like this makes it hard for namhyuk to carry on with a longer conversation as he wanted to, plus it does look like yura is getting ready for the night anyways.
namhyuk felt a bittersweet pang in his chest. he was thankful that yura shares the same sentiments he hold, that she’s emotionally and socially aware he can’t stay longer as he would like to. “let me know if you’re not busy with university sometime, maybe i'm free to hang around with your brother too,” namhyuk offered. “oh, those are red velvet cupcakes! the color red looks pretty and in theme for the season,” he declares, eyeing the box at the corner. “let me know if they taste great,” he adds on. “so… i guess i’ll see you around later… keep in touch, okay?” namhyuk tilts his side, giving yura a warm smile that makes his eyes smaller like crescents, stepping down from the pavement and giving her a small wave before going back in his car.
she had just put on her final touches. it had been in her mind for a while, what she was going to do this year. and her most reading being the re-reading of some of her favorite books, bitna finally had an idea of what she wanted. “so are you going to come here…i’m assuming but i don’t mind coming to you?” it made sense to her but she didn’t mind traveling.
the apology wasn’t addressed, she loved doing makeup and there was still time. ( she had to be ready early so she could get all of the photos she wanted. ) seeing as as he question was answered, bitna pushed on. “who or what are you going as?” that would help her narrow it down but she found herself already getting a few of her tools out. “but whatever it is, i’m sure i can fix you up.”
upon hearing bitna’s question, namhyuk’s expression lit up, his anxiety whether she’d be willing to help him out in his last-minute costume idea washed away. “i'm going to be a slytherin student, with the whole uniform and all,” he looks at his reflection at the giant mirror at the penthouse, sighing. “my hair’s silver so i guess i'm going for draco malfoy, but it’s really unoriginal and i need your saving grace,” namhyuk starts to spiral but he quickly shakes it off.
the confidence in bitna’s voice was the reason why he almost begged for the company to let him have her as his personal make-up artist. she knew how to make him look like an idol, and never once was namhyuk disappointed in her skills. “i’ll be there in five minutes,” he chimes and with a quick thank you, the dancer grabs his keys and leaves the penthouse to get glammed up for the night.
once arriving to the sitting area, eunho flops himself onto the sofa, tugging a pillow closer to him and clutching it against his head as he leans against the back of the sofa to face his hyung. “it almost did! if i didn’t come back when i did, the whole place would have been up in no time and i’d be homeless,” the influencer whines back, resting his chin on the top of the sofa. with a slight pout, the younger thinks. “hmm, chicken sounds good right now.. and mandu..” was it pushing it to ask for japchae too? “and japchae..”
as the pair go out from eunho’s bedroom and sat down at the living area, namhyuk thinks about the times when eunho was extremely hurt before. maybe after eating eunho can tell him what happened, but trying to formulate an educated guess won’t hurt, right? so namhyuk is like, ninety percent sure it’s his parents’ fault why eunho closed everyone off, including namhyuk. the idol could assume for the remaining ten percent it could be his love life but… his best friend had not told him about anyone he’s seeing or developing any feelings for, so that’s out of the equation. namhyuk wants to take away the pain so bad, but there’s only so much a best friend can do that only a parent can fill.
he takes in a mental note to not have a child unless he’s well enough to handle his own issues like an adult, as being a parent has so much responsibility that namhyuk isn’t sure eunho’s parents are aware of. but what does the idol really know, right? as eunho nudged the lanky idol, namhyuk scoffed. “not even a percent gay for you,” he mumbles, but anyone who follows his private instagram account would beg to differ. there was a small glimmer of hope that flickered in namhyuk’s eyes when he saw eunho’s lips curved, but of course, cheering him up won’t come that easy.
namhyuk follows eunho as the younger sits down at the end of the sofa. he looked so small, the urge to keep eunho in a pocket rises, but his pure brotherly adoration for eunho should be stopped right now. namhyuk then sits beside eunho as he carefully places the younger’s orders, rising an eyebrow and side eyeing the other. “yah,” he mentions in a playful tone, cracking a smile and looking at eunho. “i'll end up ordering another japchae for myself and get some from your feast,” he shakes his head from the amount of food he’s getting only for eunho’s portion, but anything for his best friend, and he loves him too much to deny his wishes. “it should arrive in 30 minutes tops,” namhyuk locks his phone, as he places his back on the sofa, and leaning his head towards eunho’s shoulder, though the height difference makes it a little uncomfortable for namhyuk. “you better eat a lot later.”
developing feelings for another person was not new for namhyuk. he had a lot of crushes during his lifetime, and while it took him a whole while to slowly start accepting the fact that he likes having crushes and feelings for the same sex, his upbringing gets the best of him sometimes. he used to beat himself up for it, sharing it with his therapist before (they did sign an NDA before he started spilling career-ruining secrets). namhyuk fully believe before that something was wrong with him, that he was broken, that he will never go to heaven anymore because his heart decides to go for the one thing god did not design for it to beat for. but namhyuk is older, wiser and he should not be dictated by a book and religion.
but the world around him starts to dictate what he should do and love, ever since he debuted. that leads to namhyuk’s feelings for sunwoo. he would like to hide the reason why he never really acted out his feelings despite the obvious, burning heavy tension between them whenever they meet up is because of what the whole world would tell, and how their words can bring not only him, but the whole chelmico down in ashes. his lovelife was always on fire, secretly dating or not. and it was his duty to make sure he doesn’t drag any member down in flames with just one mistake. namhyuk wanted to believe in the lie that he’s content with the small giggles and subtle advances sunwoo provides, the attention and soft whispers they share – but namhyuk is growing more selfish the longer they keep this up.
and tonight, namhyuk had led them to this enclosed space, acting out on his feelings once and for all, deciding he should be selfish even just for once. he knows there’s no turning back, that the next move after this would be continuing to act out his feelings he had harbored for sunwoo. they’re both well-known, but god, if namhyuk had to lie to himself many more times, he is certain that he will never be happy. locking gazes and bodies pressed against each other in this moment, namhyuk confirms his feelings that he wants more than a physical, sexual connection with sunwoo. they’re explosive and uncontrollable inside the vehicle, but he wants to know more about the influencer. they’re going backwards, but that doesn’t mean the feelings he kept for sunwoo aren’t real and true.
if namhyuk has the ability to stop the time, he had done it at the moment sunwoo follows him at the back seat. just make the outside world freeze in time, while namhyuk savors in every mark sunwoo places on his neck down. with every mark sunwoo gives, the idol lets out a breathy moan, trying hard to look at sunwoo and adore how beautiful he looks with the moonlight illuminating their movement. and god, all can namhyuk think was how much he wants sunwoo all to himself, as his shirt ripped open his mouth open, turning in a smirk and a low growl as his ruined shirt falls on the car’s floor. “christ sunwoo,” was all namhyuk could say, as he keep on letting the older leave painful hickeys on his chest, making the idol cry out every time, sure that he was heard from outside. so namhyuk did the sensible thing to cover his mouth with his hand, trying to muffle out his screams of pleasure, ragged breathing and thank god he had unbuckled his belt or else he isn’t sure how he would have survived all of that. as sunwoo finished marking up the idol, namhyuk looked at him with a hunger-filled gaze, wanting more. “baby, how could i forget you?” namhyuk crunches his body up, his hand behind sunwoo’s neck and pulled him in with a quick kiss and letting it go with a little bite on his lower lip, tugging it slowly until he fully lets go.
as the youtuber goes down, tracing his torso, down to his abs and every so slightly, touching, grazing his hard-on, namhyuk sighs and throws his head back to the side. when sunwoo starts to remove his jeans, the idol didn’t waste any time helping him out. he thrusts up ever so slightly his hips so that sunwoo can pull them down, and as he can see and feel the release the lack of fabric restricting him, namhyuk groans from the freedom he has felt. and when sunwoo’s hand had wrapped around his, namhyuk’s moan that was let out was desperate. he’s sure with just his rub, the idol had pre-cummed, readying itself for more. he looks at sunwoo, registering his question, and all namhyuk can do and follow was his instinct. “you,” he answered, combing sunwoo’s hair with his hand, slowly guiding him to his hardness, while his other hand placed on top of the influencer’s hand that’s rubbing him right now, pointing it, touching the tip to his plump lips. “suck me, please,” namhyuk begs, quite exhaustingly, with his hand guiding sunwoo pumping himself in a steady, slow pace, whining.
“what’s your costume?” she asked, leaning against the doorway. she gave him a small smile, noticing the little blush on his cheeks. it made her want to blush herself. “it’s ‘no-face’, right?” it was ironic, seeing as namhyuk had a face that simply couldn’t just be ignored. there were really some good looking people here at yangcheon - both male and female. was yura one of them? she didn’t exactly know, since beauty standards for everyone were different. she knew that namhyuk was one of them, though, him and a few others.
yura's brightened expression made namhyuk feel accomplished this afternoon. he didn’t have to go all the way to all of his friends’ houses this afternoon to give out boxes of cupcakes, but he wanted to do something cute this holiday since he had the extra time to kill that doesn’t come easy for the idol. might as well remind them that he is still alive and kicking it well, and what better way to do it with free cupcakes? besides, it’s not like other people can actually go and trick or treat at chelmico’s penthouse.
growing up in an extremely christian household, namhyuk isn’t used to dressing up scary for halloween. he’s very certain that the holiday is taboo in his faith, and they never really celebrate it. but namhyuk has fun watching people dress up for one night, letting their imagination run wild, and for the idol, even if he loves watching spirited away growing up, the no face costume was a perfect fit for him to go trick or treating in secret.
his black sweater, black ripped jeans and a pair of black converse highs makes the costume, and of course, the mask at the side of his head. he has a giant black cloth wrapped around his long body, so that no one else would mistake him for slenderman if he gets asked on the streets what was he dressed up as. so for yura to acknowledge his costume, his facial expression brightened, almost not believing he can actually get away with this last-minute closet cosplay of no face. “yeah! it’s no face from spirited away,” he laughs a little. “i figured i can go trick or treating like this in peace if i have myself basically covered from everyone else,” he mused out loud, thinking, wondering, how nice it could have been not worrying about anything when all you want to do is to have fun.
