stuckbyglue

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imagine:

[y/n] is sitting in the backseat of hanbin’s car that’s parked on the edge of the sea. the sun has been set for a long time, and [y/n] has spent the whole afternoon driving together along the coast, listening to music with the widows down, breathing in the salty ocean air.

it’s so peaceful, much more peaceful than the hustle of city life in seoul. as soft music plays out of the radio, it feels nice to just live in the moment, not worried about what happened yesterday, not worried about what might happen tomorrow, just enjoying now for what it is together.

“isn’t the moon beautiful tonight?” hanbin asks. [y/n] looks out the window, but there’s no moon.

[y/n] opens their mouth to respond, but hanbin isn’t looking at them. he’s looking at zhang hao in the front seat, who says what [y/n] is thinking as he playfully nudges the other. but his ears are blushing pink.

[y/n] sigh to themself. just another day third wheeling. but they should be used to it at this point.

[stuckbyglue]

deleted twt last night to avoid showcase spoilers woke up to a whole mess thanks elon guess i will just hang out here then instead 😔😔😔

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he’s both my worst enemy and the love of my life