rksongmino

[rksongmino]

1.06.14

송민호 @hxgeboymino              8s

Here at a resto, waiting for my younger sister Danah. Just because I'm getting recognized doesn't mean I'll be forgetting where I came from. Communications will be cut off. #lookinsogoodimustsay

[rksongmino]

The entertainment company that you're in wants you to do something that you don't agree with. How do you overcome this situation?

Hmm.. Good question. I’ve never really thought of that before, it had always been me thinking that I’d be willing to do anything they want, just to able to debut. But come to think of it, companies need to have limitations and respect their artists’ rights, and the artists on the other hand need to be more strong-willed and leave some respect for themselves. I believe that I’ll be the type of artist who’ll stand on his ground and fight for what he thinks is right, make the CEO understand why he chose that decision. I want to be an artist who has a mind of his own and not just a robot that has to follow the company’s orders. 

[rksongmino]

1.06.13

송민호 @hxgeboymino    1m

Tomorrow's Music Tuesday! Who's got any idea of the song me and @tigerbi are gonna work on?

송민호 @hxgeboymino    4m

@imrina It's because I can.. Problem?

송민호 @hxgeboymino    5m

RT @imrina: Why is @hxgeboymino trying to be cute in his vlog. #no  Retweed by Song Mino

[rksongmino]

[sms to min1] More self-confidence saeinggie~

[sms to min1] You should believe my words when I said you are the best!

[sms to min1] Yep, now. Sky blue? Meet me in my room tonight ^^

[ text ➠ minnow ] i know, i know! [ text ➠ minnow ] but there is so much talent!!!!!! [ text ➠ minnow ] sure… what color?? i’ll help you paint. i like painting. now??

[rksongmino]

Calming his nerves down after his response, Minho knew how unreasonable of him to had snapped at the innocent stranger. He was only being curious and he was also aware of how it was also his fault that the older had gotten ahold of his grade. "Look, I'm sorry about that." he muttered under his breath, his smug expression leaving at once. "I was just not in the best mood." he explained himself but even Minho knew he went too far this time. "It's just that.. You were sitting on my usual spot and I guess annoyance grew in me. I was really childish.."

Taking a sip from his coffee, he sighed, his lips quirking up to a genuine smile. "Let's start over?" he asked, offering a hand as sign of his peace offering. "And man, you speak Korean like a native now." he added, amazed by how well the older can speak in both languages, compliment involuntarily slipping out of his mouth.  "Pleasure to meet you sir. The name's Minho.." After introducing himself, the lad realized that it might not be the best idea to tell his real name to the man he had just leashed out his anger on. "Damn, should had said a fake name. This guy might report me and ban me from going outside Korea." he spoke in a low, hushed voice, not intending the older to hear his thought.

☼ english and coffee. { smh & lmh }

Minhyuk raised his hands defensively. He certainly hadn’t meant to offend the kid or anything, so he was taken aback by the other’s reaction. He listened carefully to his English; it wasn’t perfect, no, but it undoubtedly deserved more than the mediocre grade that was scrawled on the piece of paper. “Hey, hey. I didn’t mean to rustle any feathers,” he started, “and by the sound of it, you’re a lot better than your teacher seems to think you are.” Is he trying to make some kind of a statement? Minhyuk wondered. It seemed pretty immature to try to make a point like that, though it was somewhat plausible. How old is he?

He shook his head. “No, I was actually born and raised in Scotland.” Still feeling bad about hurting the kid’s pride, he resolved that bringing himself down may make up for it, even if only a wee bit. “When I moved here, I barely spoke a word of Korean, it was pretty embarrassing. I got bullied a lot.” Minhyuk took another sip of his coffee then gently set it down in front of him.

[rksongmino]

If you are to act in a drama, who would you like to have for your female lead?

Ahh, too many great actresses in our industry. But I always had a crush on Yoon Eunhye, Ha Jiwon and Yoo In Na. They’re not only pretty to look at but they have incredible acting skills, it would definitely be an honor to work with them. I’ve also heard that they’re really nice in person, maybe they can give me a few more acting tips as well.

[rksongmino]

Trying to withdraw himself from the sudden pair of arms wrapping around him, Mino flustered but still keeps his cool, speaking with a blank expression on his face to hide his bashfulness "Don't think I'll let you slide so easily this time just because you're acting all cute and greasy on me. You've worked this trick on me thousand of times and I've learned my lesson. It's definitely not gonna take effect on me anymore." A soft sigh escaped him, he knew what he said was total, complete lie. She had him forgiving her when she hugged him to appease his annoyance, but he ain't letting her get a piece of his mind.

"Lies. Look at these cheeks!" he said as he reached both his hands to her cheeks, pinching it lightly. "Where have those squishy cheekbone had gone to huh? Sent them on vacation or somethin?" Shifting from his seat uncomfortably, Minho avoided eye contact with his friend when she inquired about him having dinner. "Uhm, sure thing babe, let's definitely runaway. Your wish will always be my command." he spoke in an unconvincing tone as he leaned back to the couch, biting the lower part of his lips.  

Wild For Da Night ϟ Mino & Hyorin

[rksongmino]

With an eyebrow quirked up high, the lad gave the stranger an incredulous look, a soft scoff escaping his lips as he listened to what the older had to say. After letting him finish his translation, his once amusement was quickly altered to annoyance. Who does this guy think he is? Minho wondered as he continue to stare at the male, silence filling the air as he refused to get humiliated by a stranger. 

"I'm sorry?" he smirked, his eyes directly meeting his "But I don't think you have the right to poke your nose into my business." Minho spoke in his best English, it was Korean tinted alright, but surely the other would had understood him for he was one of the best English speaker when he was still in middle school. Gritting his teeth, he snatched his test paper out of his notebook and slid it back into his bag, quietly cursing a it for causing him embarrassment. "But I must say thank you for your concern, right?" he spoke in a sarcastic tone. What's wrong with you Minho? Why are you being so cranky all of a sudden? It must because of how hard Minho had to focus before he finally got what the other was saying, or maybe it's the fact that of all people, he let a stranger poke fun of him. But he won't let the older get the better of him. Flashing the stranger a smile, he tilted his head slightly, returning to his native language as he continued "Your English is very distinguished. You're not from here, are you?"

☼ english and coffee. { smh & lmh }

Minhyuk admired the boy for his courage, or at least, Minhyuk considered it courage as he’d never confidently stride up to a stranger and ask to sit with them; he’d reason to leave the cafe all together if that’s what it had to come down to. The kid was interesting, and Minhyuk was amused. He was especially amused when a particular test paper slid out of the other’s bag, unbeknownst. Taking a closer look, Minhyuk not only spotted the mark, but he also identified the subject. English.

Smirking from behind his coffee cup, Minhyuk spoke in English, his thick Scottish accent dripping from each word. “Not doin’ so well with the English there, are you?” He knew the boy wouldn’t understand him, even if he was good at English despite the grade of his test; Minhyuk’s accent did make it difficult to understand. Hell, even some native English speakers had a hard time comprehending some of his words. He repeated himself, this time in Korean, “Doesn’t look like you’re doing too well in English.”

[rksongmino]

have you liked anyone? if so who?

"Yes, of course. I did have a few certain crushes as I grew up." Mino pursed his lips, taking a moment before he continues his response. "A girl from my school. Ha, she was real attractive if I remembered correctly. But turned out she doesn’t enjoy my kind of music so we broke up in my fantasy." Letting out a soft hearty laugh, the lad’s joking expression disappears, finishing up his answer. "But my relationships with Rihanna and Beyonce are still going strong. Long distance relationships are hard but we’re all doing fine. Thank you for taking interest" 

[rksongmino]

song mino, defined.

[rksongmino]

Back To The Past ϟ Mino & Youngjae

Ever since he was born, the boy had always had those round cheeks and bulky body. At around age 2, he remembered how everyone around him always gave him their attention, spoiling him and cooing at him for his cuteness. But things took a turn when he reached grade school.

Outside school, he was still the cute, adorable, chubby kid who everyone loved, pinching his cheeks and showering him with sweets. Minho loved all their attention, striking cute poses whenever people are staring at him, trying to get them to love him more. In short, he was an attention seeker. So imagine his surprise when he entered grade school where children gets self-conscious, judging things that were different than them. Minho was made fun of for continuing to have this round, bulky body when the rest of the boys started cutting down their food intake, wanting to have a body like the tv stars. He had no complaints though, he was just curious as to why people changed their opinion so quickly when over a year ago, he was called cute and not fat.

It was not that bad though, he still had better luck than a kid in his class. The kid was more timid than he was, causing more taunts and ridicule to come his way. If the saying birds of the same feather flock together was true, they could be the evident of it. It was not because they were the kids who were larger than the society's normal size, but because they were the kids who were truly good-natured who understood each other.

It was hard to gain Youngjae's trust. Minho sat beside him during lunch, even pushing himself closer to the other child during their playtime. He was often ignored. But Minho refused to have his efforts to go to waste, so he tried one more time. He sat beside the empty swing the boy was occupying, getting himself ready for lunch. Minho was doing the same when he noticed how a taller kid yanked his lunch box away. The boy was shocked but said nothing about it, only staring at the foods that had scattered on the grass. Needless to say, Minho didn't take this without a fight. But a good exchange for his black-eye? A friend named Youngjae.

Now 20 years of age, it had been ages since Minho had seen his childhood buddy and without any question, he was missing his company. After all, they had been together for more than 10 years. Returning to his old school was nostalgic. His appearance was requested by their principal for a talent show, he was a judge and was also asked to perform. Still hours early for the show, he made his way to the playground where he and Youngjae first became friends. Upon closer view, he noticed a man sitting by his old friend's spot at the swing, smiling as he stares at the sky.

[rksongmino]

Headstrong ϟ Mino & Joohyuk

Walking passed group of guys who greeted him, Minho popped the gum he had been chewing since he entered the university, clearly bored with everything that had been happening right before his eyes – girls surrounding themselves gossiping about the latest buzz and boys acting like wild animals, howling and prancing around like it’s their first time to be released from their cage. Ah, another week to get through. Just a few more months and he’ll be able to kiss the so called educational establishment goodbye. After punching in the combination to his locker, he unsubtly cursed out loud, ignoring the pairs of eyes that were now focused on him after the books he had stack inside fell on his foot. “Fucking books!” The teenager bent over as he picked up each book that had scattered on the floor, not caring if his lower back was being revealed to the public, earning him a few whistles and giggling of the fairer sex.

“Hey, sexy. Want to come over my place some time?” Minho looked up to stare at the female who was being too friendly with him, having her hand resting on his shoulder. “Leave me alone while I’m still being a gentleman that my parent raised me to be.” Not budging, the teenage female leaned closer to him to his surprise, smirking as if she knows his dirty little secret. “Aw, c’mon Minho ah. I know you’ve been wanting to have me since our first..” Feeling annoyance rising, Minho took the female’s wrist, not letting her finish as he pushed the female against his locker aware of the ruckus they both caused.

The tension between Minho and the female became even more unbearable when the girl’s boyfriend caught them in such situation. The once loud hallway now silenced, only soft murmurs can be heard as the male came closer to where Minho was, fire evident in his glare. “Get your filthy hands off my girl!” The larger male gave him no time to respond as his fist came in contact with his face, leaving him sprawled and face to face with the floor. “You damn bastard!” the boy spoke in a softer tone, smirking as he saw the blood on his hand after running it on his now swollen lips. “You messed with my face huh?” Just as soon as Minho was about to get up, someone came from his behind carrying a bat, readying himself to hit the unaware boy.

“Dude! Your back!” another voice screamed from the crowd, warning him of the awaiting danger. Shutting his eyes tight, Minho knew it was too late to even dodge the hitter, so he froze in his spot, taking the hit like a man. But no hard bat came crashing to his skull.. Someone interfered with his fight, and it was the man who had warned him earlier. Taking the scene in, he saw a tall young boy with his fist clenched tightly and a man who was a friend of the female’s boyfriend knocked down on the floor.

[rksongmino]

Unexpected Surprise ϟ Mino & Zelo

It's Sunday night and everyone from the underground crew showed up, their lead rapper and other rookies as well. Mino looked around the room, the atmosphere was cozy and warm, it felt like.. home. This restaurant doesn't seem so bad.. The teenage thought to himself as he remembered how he almost refused his sunbaes' invitation due to his laziness and lack of communication skills, fearing that he might just ruin the gathering. Sitting beside his senior who sent him a warm smile as he patted the empty chair beside him, motioning to come over, Mino took no second thought as relief washed over him. There is no other seat he'd like to be rather than be at the person who he respected the most's side. 

Since Mino announced his desire to debut as an idol, the boys had rarely seen each other, the typical supportive and chatty elders kept asking him how he was doing and wishing him luck and even asking him for an autograph. The aspiring musician felt uncomfortable at all the questioning, it was nothing against them, it was just.. Mino was embarrassed to tell them the truth - that he still has a long way to go to be able to be on his own and have his songs released on the radio. It was not as easy as he thought, Mino thought that having an ability to rap and compose was enough, he never thought that he'll be needing more than that. The flustered kid fidgeted with his finger, thinking hard as how to break the news to them. Silence filled the table as they all focused their eyes on him, awaiting for happy stories he had for them.

Swallowing lightly, he was about to speak when a young waiter approached their table asking if the crew had been ready to order, after all, they had been here the past 5 minutes or so just catching up with each other's lives. "May I take you-" the slightly petite boy was cut off abruptly when the senior by Mino's side stood up and gave the blonde haired waiter a hug, patting his back and mumbling something about how great it was to meet him here. After seconds of greeting and bowing, their lead rapper introduced him to us. It turned out that quite a number of them was aware of who he is. And when Mino's turn came, he stood up in the older's instruction, introducing them both to each other. "Mino this is Zelo, a younger batch from the underground. He reminds me so much of you when you first came to us.." the older chuckled, patting Mino's back lightly. "and Zelo, this is Mino. He is currently our pride in the Royal Class." Extending a hand to the younger, the lad offered the younger a small smile as he spoke "Pleasure to meet you Zelo-ssi. And don't believe sunbae's words, he just like exaggerating things for me."

[rksongmino]

In your opinion, what is your most attractive quality?

"Not to brag, but I think it’s my eyes. People say it had always been expressive - it can show my happiness when it turn to crescents, charismatic when I glower over and turn it to puppy dog eyes when I want something to go my way. It expresses me without even talking, I really like my orbs." Chuckling, he shook his head, noticing that he had been complementing his eyes too much. Not to brag I say..

[rksongmino]

Mino’s reaction to eating lobster.

[rksongmino]

Walking down to his usual hangout spot, Minho was in no hurry today. He was a given a day off over the university by a professor who kept insisting the teenager to meet up a certain gal who was willing to spend her time to educate him when he probably know more things than she does. It was of course typical of the new Minho to skip the offered tutoring session and head out to a spot where he can focus on his music. With his composition notebook in hand, he stride over the counter, greeting the cashier with a smile. "Aye, you got a full house huh? Got my usual spot reserved for me?" he inquired the young female as he pouted his lips over his customary place. As he craned his head towards his table, he spotted a certain tall, petite male leisurely drinking his own cup of caffeine.

With a frown, the boy placed his order and made his way towards his favorite spot near the window. The clear view of the busy streets with people having each of their own stories always gave him inspiration for a new material for his music, maybe that's why he always liked that table.

"Uhm, excuse me? May I share the table with you?" he paused, pursing his lips deciding that his arrogant attitude and claiming of the table was really childish, so he suppressed himself from commenting any further as he approached the male.

With the other's nod, he pulled out the chair opposite to the male, placing his cup of iced coffee down, making himself comfortable as he ignored the stranger right by his front, proceeding to his agenda for the day.

Scrambling his notebook open revealed an unfinished song as well as a C minus marked test paper he got from an examination just a day ago, the latter unknown to him. Noticing a pair of curious eyes watching him, Minho lifted his head, their gaze meeting. "Uhm, don't mind me here sir." he spoke, shooting a slightly awkward smile to the male who was not shy to not even peel away his eyes from him despite being caught in the act of staring right at him, amusement washed over the young boy.  

☼ english and coffee. { smh & lmh }

Minhyuk dragged himself into the coffee shop, trying desperately to rub the tired from his eyes. He’d worked the overnight shift the other day, not getting home until six in the morning. He’d planned on using his day off to catch up on sleep and practise that he was slacking on—he’d been wanting to try something new, inspired by a b-boy he’d seen in Hongdae a few days back. However, all his plans were ruined as he received a phone call merely three hours after finally returning to the warmth of his apartment. “We could really use an extra pair of hands,” his boss begged, “we have a lot of dogs coming in tonight.” Minhyuk knew he couldn’t say no and he knew he’d be getting paid double, thought that wasn’t enough to shake the irritation from the pit of his stomach.

Needing to wake himself up, he resolved to pay a visit to a busy cafe and buy himself a simple Americano. The buzz of chatting occupants and the rush of caffeine would be enough to prepare himself for the night ahead of him, though he wasn’t to be in for another few hours. Still, he knew he’d need all the time he could to bring his mind to full alertness. 

He approached the counter with the money already in hand. He was pretty much a regular here, and he normally did order the same drink each visit, so he had the price memorised. 

"What’ll it be for you today?" the pretty barista asked, a wide grin stretched across her lips.

"Large Americano," Minhyuk replied with a small smile.

He handed her the money and shuffled to the side to wait for his drink. He didn’t have to wait long, thankfully. Carefully lifting the paper cup, he carried it to the only empty seat he could find. It was next to a window, which Minhyuk was rather content about. At least he could people watch while he sipped on his coffee.

[rksongmino]

It was the most awaited night of the month, or at least for the rapper called Huge Boy. The young aspiring musician was headed towards The Mansion Club where he luckily landed a contract as a regular performer, but this night's different. Although a trusted performer, Mino was never given the chance to perform as a solo artist. Despite his doubts and uncertainty as to what made the establishment's talent manager changed his mind, he made no inquiry about his decision, fearing that his questioning might turn his luck back around, and he doesn't need any of that at this moment.

Dressed in his favorite ripped jeans, a form fitting Michael Jackson white shirt, topping it off with his black leather jacket, the teenager was all set for tonight's performance. Arriving hours early, Minho's sluggish and timid persona disappearing, a smug and overly confident aura surrounded him as soon as some fellow performers and staffs spotted him, waving and wishing him luck as well. Albeit not needing any luck, the boy was still thankful of their support towards him as an artist, making him even more determined to kill the show in one go, hoping to keep their support to himself. 

Sliding a shot of tequila his way, Mino grinned and nodded his thanks to the elder bartender who he knew was only trying to make him feel good, attempting to calm his nerves down. And without any surprise it worked like magic, the lad's basic senses left him, all thoughts of other things pushed away by his desire to showcase his talent as soon as possible. It was like someone above was listening to his wish cause just as soon as he gulped down the last drop of the liquor, an unknown hand dragged him over the end of the stage, trying to slap the sense out of him by screaming at the top of his lungs against his ear, asking him to be in standby.

Spotlights blaring his vision, music pounding against his eardrums and loud screams making him lose his hearing ability, the rapper knew that it was his time. His stage. His show. His very first own performance. 

"Ayoooo, wassup! Where are my ladies at?" 

Huge Boy screamed, earning him an even louder cheer from his audience. "You guys ready to bring the house down?" he spoke in his usual low husky voice once the noise toned down a bit. Satisfied by their response, Mino shoot a wink over the direction of a certain female who caught his eye, the lad's trademark one-sided grin painted across his lips. "This one's for you babe." he spoke one last time before his voice was drowned down by the music of his original composition. Beatboxing his way through the chorus part, Mino started spitting out his own composition, owning the stage as if it's his own concert.

↳ starstruck || pjy & smh

Tonight she had on her biker chick ensemble; a lined, tooled leather corset top with top stitching and rhinestone accents, a ruffled skirt and knee-high leather boots. After checking her reflection one last time in the oak cheval mirror in her room, she glanced at the clock on the bedside table. “Crap!” She quickly grabbed her purse and dashed out of the room towards the front door. However, she came to an abrupt halt and began rummaging in her purse for her keys and most importantly, her ticket for tonight’s show. As soon as she felt the crisp piece of paper in her hand, she was instantly washed over by a wave of relief and made her way out.

By the time she got to the bus stop, the bus had already arrived and she was really grateful that she made it in time. She payed for the ride and took a seat by the window. All the way to town, her visage was lit up by a wide smile without her even realising it. Perhaps it could be described as when a child was excused from eating all of their leafy greens on their plate and then allowed to have an extra bowl of ice-cream. That was how excited she felt.

When she got off the bus, she couldn’t help but to feel like her steps were much lighter as she made her way to the club. Of course, the queue was already long but somehow she didn’t mind the wait. She even smiled sweetly at the person collecting the tickets and earned a weird look for it but she completely ignored it — which was really unusual of her. Who could get upset when you get to see your favourite superstar on stage tonight, right?

The dance floor was already full with sweaty youngsters whose bodies were gyrating to the beat playing in the background. She wasn’t sure whether she should join the crowd and risked getting ground by a total stranger. However her doubts were soon answered when the music stopped playing and the spotlights were dimmed. Oh God, he’ll be out soon! She was so exhilarated that she was practically squealing as she stood there. When the crowd parted a little, she saw her chance and quickly made her way through them to get to the front of the stage — well she was two rows behind but it didn’t matter because she could still see the stage perfectly clearly. 

Moments later, the crowd began chanting out his name and she could feel her heart starting to race. She had been counting down the days to see him and when it finally came, it just felt so surreal but here she was anyway! Total silence filled the whole room as a beat began to play and there he was! Stepping out on the stage with a microphone in his hand accompanied by a stride fit only for a king, owning the whole place as if it was custom made for him — which could possibly be true, who knows? But oh he is so fine…