#» ―― [ myungsoo ✗ ic. ] ❈

[mamoritxi]

he  wasn't  sure  if  shoi-ming  was  usually  such  a  show  off,  but  he  sure  was  flexible.  right,  he  was  here  to  learn,  not  to  admire  and  grow  speechless.  it  wasn't  like  myungsoo  wasn't  flexible,  but  he  was  supposed  to  integrate  their  movements  into  his  form  and  the  red  head  wasn't  sure  how  to  do  just  that.  he  might  be  better  off  just  grabbing  his  rope  to  jump  or  punch  another  few  punching  bags  to  dust,  but  a  promise  was  a  promise.  he'd  have  to  replay  the  scenes  later  on  in  his  head  and  ponder  on  how  to  do  just  that,  except...  his  eyes  moved  further  down.  he  was  pent  up.  his  next  big  match  was  in  two  days.  he  needed  to  find  himself  someone  and  it  wasn't  like  they  weren't  lining  up...  but  every  toy  would  eventually  grow  old.

but...  the  man  was  a  little  surprised.  he  hadn't  exactly  noticed  how  the  small  pink  had  stepped  down  and  suddenly  ended  up  latched  onto  him.  the  boxer  raised  an  eyebrow.  what  a...  delicate  offer,  he  was  indeed  stunned  for  a  moment.  he  expected  a  lot,  but  someone  so  direct  and  to  the  point,  yet  so  small  and  delicate?  still,  myungsoo  couldn't  deny  one  thing;  he  really  was  a  gorgeous  man.

"i  do  have  a  car  yes,  i'd  be  happy  to  take  you  to  my  home."  he  fished  the  car  keys  out  of  his  bag,  dangling  them  in  front  of  the  pink  head's  face  with  a  small  grin.  "i'd  be  delighted  to  free  myself  of  being  pent  up  with  you."  the  red  head  bit  down  on  his  bottom  lip,  fist  forming  around  the  keys.  "i  am  sure  your  flexibility  can  be  put  to  good  use,  isn't  that  right  now,  shoi-ming?"

Tiny and cute. That was something that Eros prided himself on. It was something that drew in a crowd when he performed. And really, that made it all the better when those poor sods got robbed blind. But he could already feel the way that this new visitor was looking at him. His own purple eyes running over the other's form for a moment even while he was focused on showing off. Because really, who didn't like their partner a little flexible? And if things went how Eros wanted them to go- well, suppose he was going to have a rather fun night?

So the smaller stepped off the beam after a moment. Claiming he needed a drink. And he'd waltz right over to where Myungsoo was. Granted his things were right there, but really, he was just making a show of himself. Bending over to get his water. Pretending to rummage through his bag to really let the moment drag. And when he got up he'd stretch slightly, grinning as he looked up at the redhead. And then turn on his heel, as if to walk away. But he'd stop, gaze drifting along the other's form before he moved a bit closer. Pressed himself against him even.

He tilted his head, brushing his hair over his shoulder. Grin spread across his features before he bit his lip. "Say, sweetheart...y'look a li'l pent up over here~. Watchin' all these pretty things settin' ya off..~? What if we jus'... up and snuck away f'er a bit, huh~? I bet we could have some fun jus' th' two of us. Y'got a car~? Or y'wanna sneak int' th' mens locker room with me~?"

Nobody could say Shoi-Ming wasn't forward at least."

@mamoritxi

[shyminmin]

༄𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐗 𝐟.𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | Fantasy, Mermaid AU | ༄𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 4.4k + ༄𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : Graphic imagery/gore, traumatic events, panic attacks

The newly discovered merman, who I learnt went by the name Yoongi, just stood before me, sporting a straight up poker face.

"We don't have the luxury of time for more questions," he spoke curtly, taking a step towards me. He loomed over my seated form much like yesterday, loose clothes swaying with his movements and eyes ice cold. "Coughing up blood like you are, you won't last the hour."

I quivered in my place on the sand. The fact that he flat out refused to give me insight into whether turning into a merperson was a painful process or not only fueled my ever present uncertainty and panic. Yes I was aware of our time crunch and that he wanted to get the ball rolling, however, I had this unsettling feeling that his non-disclosure was intended, deliberate. Whether it be for his or my benefit I didn't know.

I looked towards Uncle Soo, hoping he would at least tell me something, surely he would know since Yoongi apparently comes and visits him on occasion. Unfortunately, much to my dismay, he remained silent, only giving me a look of sympathy and slight guilt. He knew the answer but didn't want to say it.

"I-It does doesn't it..." I dared to whisper. My assumptions confirmed when the fisherman solemnly looked away from me, not wanting me to meet his gaze.

Letting out a shaky breath and using my hands as leverage, I placed them firmly down into the powdery ground and pushed myself up. This action proved to be quite difficult, what with my legs wobbling like a pile of jelly when it gets swished around on a plate.

The world appeared like it was spinning way too fast on its axis causing another onslaught of dizziness to disorient me. I shut my eyes, not being able to handle the sight anymore without getting sick. Briefly losing my footing, I stumbled backwards feeling myself lose altitude. Gah not again! I've fallen down too much already as it is. Gasps of shock sounded off to my side no doubt from Myungsoo, them registering as if they were distant and murky.

I was at a loss as to what was going on with myself until eventually I felt my head come into contact with something warm and hard. A similar stable force shortly followed, wrapping itself around my shoulders and upper body.

This doesn't feel like the ground.

"Hey..." A deep, baritone voice rang out from above somewhere, causing vibrations to erupt through my form. "We've gotta stop ending up like this."

At that my eyes shot open where they were instantly met by the unimpressed one's of Yoongi himself. The blue in his orbs pierced right through my soul like an electric current as the merman in question held me tightly against his chest, ultimately preventing my little tumble and supporting my significantly smaller frame in the safety of his arms.

Oh my...

My eyes blinked erratically, taking him in. "Uh...I-I.."

Heat automatically rose to my cheeks at the position we were in, of how close I was to him and vice versa. His lean arms were practically crushing my body to his own broad one, not leaving much to the imagination as I could feel every solid dip and angled curve. His heartbeat, an ever present force as it constantly ricocheted against his chest where it then radiated into mine.

I immediately looked away as sheer embarrassment rocked my form. My blood literally boiled, though on the flip side, goosebumps appeared on parts of my body where both of our skin touched, chilling tingles spurting out from the contact.

Desperate to get out of this humiliating situation, I squirmed in his hold wanting once more to create some distance between us; however, his pale arms were like iron clamps, restricting most of my movements. Even though he wasn't the most muscular of men, that wasn't to say then that he lacked any strength, on the contrary, he far exceeded it.

Feeling my errant struggles, he tutted at my futile attempt to get away. "You're really testing my patience now woman," he rapped out, gripping me tighter.

I gulped as my body stiffened under his hold, weird fluttering sensations running amuck through my system as I struggled to remain composed.

Leaving no room for me to reply, he suddenly reached down, tucking an arm under my knees while the other remained around my back and hoisted me up like I weighed nothing. The action elicited a startled squeak from me as I instinctively clutched onto his shoulders, wanting some extra stability.

"Huh!? What are y-...yah! P-put me down!"

"It's for your own good."

He started marching towards the shoreline before he abruptly halted in his tracks, turning on his spot, only realising there was someone still with us. "I'll handle it from here Myungs, it's best if you head back."

"Ye sure?" The fisherman asked hesitating in his place, worried eyes scanning over the both of us as he clearly wanted to help with whatever he could.

I shot him a silent pleading look, not wanting to be left alone with this man. Uncle Soo must've been intuitive enough to get my meaning, only to end up giving me a small reassuring smile and a nod of 'it's alright, you'll be fine.' I sagged a bit in Yoongi's hold, mouth trembling and swallowing down a sob.

Yoongi, attention not wavering from Uncle Soo, grunted out an affirmative, "I'll give you an update on things soon."

"Ye better!" The old man let out, pointing a finger and waving it at him with mock warning. "You take care of her, ya hear me! I don't care if ye be way older, that won't stop me from whoopin' your darn scaley butt."

Refusing to give him the benefit of the doubt, the merman only shook his head at his friend's blatant threats, turning around once more to face the sea.

"Yah! Don't cha shake your boiled dumpling head at me! Aish this kid."

Yoongi only proceeded to ignore him, resuming his trek that slowly drew us closer to the lapsing ocean tides. I could've sworn I heard the faintest of chuckles coming from him, somehow finding Myungsoo's words funny even if they were blunt insults towards him. An interesting companionship they have indeed, one that I'm all the more curious about.

That aside, my heart was doing a marathon the nearer we reached the waters edge. I was surprised it hadn't outright burst out of my chest cavity yet as I remained holding onto the male now for dear life. The waters were intimidating to say the least, knowing they hold some hidden power and control over my fate.

Acceptance of my situation, I found, was slowly outweighing my hesitation, though it was still far from easing my nervous tremors. Just how painful were they implying by their silence? Well, I suppose anything that involves tampering with your body's physiology was bound to elicit a few aches at least, kind of like growing pains. Somehow though I knew it was going to be a little more intense than a mere harmless growth spurt.

I was kind of thankful that Yoongi was carrying me, otherwise I would've surely collapsed into an immobile, worthless heap not wanting to budge from my spot. The merman was giving me that push I needed to see things through.

At one point my head lulled to the side finding its place against one of the man's shoulders, my body's condition once again catching up with me. My skin was the driest it had ever been, cracked in places where droplets of violet trickled out and stung. Breaths coming out short and laboured and eyes finding it harder to remain open as increasing aches and pains jabbed me from all angles. If I were to say that I was worn out, that would be the biggest understatement of the year. Even working three separate jobs at all hours of the night and day couldn't take the cake to how I felt right now.

Yoongi remained silent, not seeming to mind that I was practically using him now as a pillow. I certainly wouldn't have done this if I didn't lack the energy to keep my head upright in the first place. Trying to relax against him and calm myself, I subconsciously picked up his scent of – not surprisingly – water and salt, but amidst all of that, there was another complementing fragrance that was uniquely his own, something masculine and soothing. It was nice... wait what!?

"Try not to move too much," I felt his chest rumble from the words he suddenly spoke.

Straining my neck to view our location, I found that we were now totally surrounded by water, the ocean. It came up to roughly Yoongi's waist from where he stood within it, him not caring if his pants were now completely soaked. I however was still safely dry and untouched by the miniature waves as the merman remained holding me up out of their reach.

"S-so...what um...what h-happens now-" Before I could completely finish my question though, I was interrupted.

Out of nowhere, a cloud of mist filtered through my peripherals, eventually spreading to form an opaque greyish sheet spanning over my entire vision.

I felt light, like I was floating, my surroundings becoming darker and darker the longer I was in this anti-gravity state, suspended in oblivion. I slowly felt my skin cool and get soothed by a gentle pressure, realising my body was completely submerged in a deep liquidy expanse. It was calming, peaceful; remarkably serene.

"You're here..."

My body jolted at the silky notes of my brother as they traversed through the watery depths and into my ears. I rotated my head and looked around the oceany void, wanting to place a face to those rhythmic words.

"Where are you?" I gasped out.

A flash of scales darted past me, catching a ray of moonlight that had filtered down from above. I tried to see where they disappeared off to, me cautiously hovering in my place. Suddenly, the side of a large, sweeping fluke came and gently skimmed over my cheek, myself somehow knowing that it was a form of greeting.

"B-brother?..."

"It's time to come home..." him sounding much closer than he had before.

A hand emerged out of the watery abyss splayed open with the palm facing upwards in silent askance; imploring me to place one of my own into its awaiting grasp.

"Let the waters guide you," he uttered all too familiarly, "let them change you..."

With nothing left to lose I mimicked his action, stretching out my arm towards his expectant hold, fingertips just coming into contact with his own before a certain voice prevented things from proceeding any further.

"Hey!"

Yoongi's shout harshly washed away the makings of my fourth vision, me watching the salty swells surrounding me get dispersed and sucked down into a turbulent, whirling funnel, like someone had just pulled out the plug from a bathtub. The hand of my brother getting pulled along away from my reach as I watched him dissolve like sea foam, his tail the last thing to completely vanish into the darkness.

"No!" I cried out in anguish.

Why were things always separating us?

I tried to launch myself forward to follow where he went, however an invisible force kept me locked in place, forbidding me to go after him. "No, please! Let me go after him!"

"Hey, snap out of it!"

I was too caught up in what had happened in my mind to realise that I was back in the real world with the cat-eyed man staring down at me skeptically.

With my minimal strength I gripped at the collar of his shirt in desperation, making the fabric around my fisted hold scrunch up.

"I...my brother, I need to go-"

His brows furrowed, processing my exclamation before he spoke as he shrugged off my hands.

"Calm down, it's just the lingering effects of the potion, whatever you saw, it wasn't real."

Potion?

"But-"

"Just...." He stopped me further as he let out a long drawn out sigh, clearly at his wits end. "Look... Just focus on yourself right now, clear your head. You'll need to be relaxed for what's about to happen to you. Panicking will only make the process less bearable."

Less bearable!? That certainly was going to ease my worries. The knowledge of my no doubt impending and excruciating transition from human to mermaid resurfaced and plagued my mind. No.. I can't...

"N-no!..."

He raised a perplexed brow at my outburst.

A metaphorical switch was flipped as I shook uncontrollably, my heart accelerating to beat at a million times a second, cold sweat trickling down my temples and eyes going in and out of focus as raw panic claimed my form.

"I-I don't t-think I can do this!" Voice coming out an octave higher from stress.

Everything once again hit me like a ton of bricks, like a town destroying tsunami. It's all too much.... Everything was just too overwhelming.

I-I can't...

"Gods.... Poseidon kill me now," Yoongi cursed out in a low grumble.

My lungs spasmed as I struggled to breathe from my hyperventilating state. My head pounded and my neck burned both inside and out, me soon tasting the metallic liquid of my blood in the back of my throat. No not again..

"Dammit, look at me!"

I felt the merman tighten his hold on me, as he got right up in my face so I had no choice but to stare into his all too alluring eyes. Unexpectedly, a gentle form of tranquility took a hold of me as my heart came to a sudden abrupt halt. It remained still for a moment before resuming its pace for a slightly different reason, the rate of my beats though were significantly calmer.

How did he-?

"Breathe.." He let out calmly once he saw that he had my attention. "I know this is all strange and new... I don't like this anymore than you do but it's either you go through with this or you're dead."

I sucked in a shallow breath at his words, seeing his reasoning. I really didn't have any other choice than to go with this stranger into the sea.

Trying to do as he instructed, to make myself as calm as I could possibly manage in the midst of my panic attack, I prepared myself for the unknown and entrusted my life into the hands of a man who wasn't even human. Then again, I wasn't one either, never have been truly. All this time I've been living as a false pretence of myself, now that chapter has come to an end as I shed that blindfold of limiting humanity and bask in my actual reality, one that revolves around the vast oceans.

Schooling myself, I redirected my gaze towards the water's surface, mixtures of navy blues and bubbling turquoise lapping and circling around us as if they were alive, waiting for my arrival.

No, perhaps I should say for my long awaited return.

Noticing my shift in demeanor, with me appearing to be more stable and level headed, Yoongi cleared his throat.

"I'm going to lower you down now.."

I couldn't help but tense at his warning. This was it, there was no going back.

I caved, giving him a barely distinguishable nod.

One,

two,

three..

Those were the number of seconds that passed before I felt it.

I felt the sheer enormity of it; felt the very far and exalted extremities of what it was like and what it actually meant to be when one was in the clutches of total and utter... agony.

Every part of my body, down to each individual cell pulsed at an unimaginable rate, making me let out a startled, pained scream.

One which would turn into many.

I hadn't even registered the slight chill to the salt water as it went to envelop my form once I was lowered. No, my awareness was too busy being stuck; trapped in the thick, restrictive confines of Pain itself.

It poked and prodded at my limbs, It's nails stabbing me right down to the bone and out the other side, no doubt ripping some of my organs, twisting and making them burn and palpitate profusely.

My muscles had a mind of their own as they uncontrollably spasmed, clenching and unclenching making the body part they were attached to bend at odd angles and assuming unnatural positions that would've surely cut off circulation.

Pain clamped around my throat, choking me like it could easily snap my head clean off with one simple squeeze. There, it scratched three lengthy incisions along both sides of my neck. I gagged and gasped for air, shifting my neck and shoulders around trying to somehow get away from and relieve this invisible attack on my body.

Warm streams of blood trickled down from the birth of those wounds, me being kind of glad that I couldn't bend to see the daunting sight myself.

"Urgh!.." I gritted my teeth, biting down hard enough till the metallic taste of my blood became apparent. That didn't help my current predicament and every time it felt like molten lava was getting breathed in instead of life giving oxygen.

Then, just when I had come to terms with this, something spontaneously pushed me downwards, making water rise and swirl around my head, me realising that I was now completely below the ocean's surface as it drowned out and suppressed my screams. The breath of air that I was in the process of obtaining got harshly stolen, my mouth closing on instinct and my lungs constricting at the invasion of liquid, the chill shocking them into shrinking to conserve heat.

No no no! I need to go back up...I need air!

I remained like this, panicked and unable to move my limbs upwards for air due to the gruelling transition my body was going through. The pressure inside from holding my breath only grew as time went on, becoming more uncomfortable and harder to handle, heat surmounting tenfold.

"Trust the waters!" the voice of my sibling came out anxious and rough as if he was sensing my struggles.

My throat continued to burn and vibrate for air, eyes rolling to the back of my skull and head swaying from the lack of it, however I refused to part my lips. I was acting purely on survival instincts for me to even think of anything else.

"Hey, what did I say before," another deeper voice spoke. "Breathe!"

Huh...Yoongi?

Fingers pressed firmly down on the sides of my neck where Pain had excitedly cut into, except these limbs were real, physical. The areas they applied pressure to felt extremely swollen, like the glands underneath had puffed right up from some kind of infection or virus, however I knew that was far from the case.

"Godammit woman!"

One more harsh press to my inflamed sections caused a violent eruption of pain to surface, making me finally surrender and open my mouth to gurgle out a surprised, tormented shriek. Cool, salty water immediately rushed in at the given chance, filling my mouth and sliding down my parched throat leaving a slight sting in their wake, most likely from the salt hitting several internal wounds.

I coughed at the sudden invasion, trying to hack as much of it back up as I could so that I wouldn't completely suffocate just yet, though in the back of my mind I knew that the action was pointless.

"Breathe! Your gills will take care of the rest!" Yoongi shouted at me from somewhere nearby. His exclamations sounded surprisingly clear and easy to hear under all this water and salt.

The fingers retreated from my throat only for a large hand to come up and grip at my jaw, squeezing and holding my mouth open so that the surrounding water could continue to flow in.

Did I hear that right?... H-he said... gills...

My gills...

No way...

The gears in my head slowly turned, comprehending his statement, connecting things.

Wait... D-does that mean......

Relenting I let caution fly to the wind – or in this case, get swept away along the currents – and blindly followed the merman's advice for a second time. I worked my diaphragm, now allowing the water free entrance, my brain still not used to this action, trying to tell me that this wasn't in any way shape or form natural.

I waited, still slightly convinced that my lungs would drown from the excess amount of liquid, that it would eventually cause me to pass out from not being able to breathe.

Except an entirely different sensation and process took place.

The water didn't seem imposing anymore when I breathed it in; no, instead it felt like I was taking a normal breath of fresh air after holding it for years on end, it felt utterly liberating. It washed over and filled the insides of my mouth easing the tension from the constant pain, almost like it was healing and accepting my presence.

As the water molecules traveled down and reached a certain point in my throat, the sides of my neck pulsed. It unmistakably came from the three slits that Pain had made. When I inhaled they remained clamped shut, however when I breathed out they automatically snapped open, allowing the ingested water exit. That's when it finally hit me.

Gills.

I was breathing underwater!

Wow......

I was notably stunned...baffled...utterly terrified but still... amazed.

I allowed myself to take several more unique breaths, awed by how my body worked, how it welcomed in the water and in turn how the water provided me with the required air. This observation of my.... m-my gills...drew away my immediate attention to the current pain I was in, it being more like a dull throbbing in the back of my mind.

However..

Just when I thought things were starting to wind down and come to a close, that I was finally being granted some much needed relief, Pain was quick to crush that budding sprout of hope.

Oh no I was far from any form of reprieve.

As devious and cunning as Pain was in nature, it wasn't in its job description to cease punishment without totally breaking its victim. It wanted its target to writhe under its brutal touch, for them to beg for nonexistence.

Pain in all its glory was and forever will be...

A true sadist.

Without warning it tore into my hips, fresh ripples of debilitating pain encompassing the area as it found and grabbed onto each of my leg joints. And then out of nowhere.. just like that..

It ripped them out.

"ARGHHH!!"

My eyes bugged out of their sockets as fresh tracks of liquid etched out, dark spots clouding my vision from the horrifying feeling.

Was this what hell was like?

Reaching down along the insides of my legs, Pain slowly ripped apart the skin like bloody wrapping paper off of a gift. It dug deep, slicing through my surrounding tissue till it once again reached bone level, outright crushing my femur and connecting fibula and tibia bones in its large unmerciful hands.

"Arrgh!!" I cried out for the millionth time, vocal cords long since fried, insurmountable amounts of sobs and whimpers leaving my lips, begging for all of this to stop.

"AHH!! NOO!"

"STOP... N-no.. urgh!"

I listened to the sickening cracking and crunching of my skeleton, making bile gather and pool in my throat, ready to throw up from the sounds. The muscles snapping clean off of the bone like a rubber band splitting in half from getting stretched to its limits.

"P-please..."

It speared and twisted its pointed blades into me, using them as tools to muck with my severed limbs, cutting and tearing out chunks at a time and stirring them around like some mad scientist concoction, the smell of iron disturbingly strong.

I could've sworn one or two of my loose dismemberments had steered away from the jarring mass, drifting up along my shriveling form to unluckingly hit me on the side of my face. I forcibly gulped down the contents of my stomach as it protested for exit, not wanting to be covered in other disgusting substances. Mauled flesh was enough.

Reduced to nothing more than crumbled up powdered bone and spongy marrow, my poor excuse for legs hovered there limply, practically unrecognisable in a pool of dark violet ink. I panted, extremely fatigued.

Still though, it didn't stop..

The apathetic Pain gathered a rope and forced my two piles of shredded meat legs together, wrapping them up in the material, merging them both to create one long vertical mass of flesh. The rope-like pressure only became tighter and tighter as time went on, a snake as it coiled around strangling its prey. It squeezed all of the loose skin, muscle and tissue into a singular tight compressed heap, ultimately making everything harden and solidify.

A similar process happened to my feet except it felt like they were beaten within an inch of their life, pounded flat by one giant mallet as blood sprayed everywhere with more spine chilling sounds of bones breaking. It squished the resultant meat pile like it was some sort of dough or putty ready to be shaped and formed to Pain's every will and desire. Stretching the flesh out at impossible lengths, it left a trail of iron hot embers in their stead.

Please, no more...

The whole lower part of my body by now felt like a foreign, tampered-with limb that hung off the base of my hips; it was painstakingly impossible to move without receiving a fresh surge of debilitating pain on top of the already crippling intensity of the change.

Catching glimpses of torn and shredded fabric floating up and around me, I came to the conclusion that my shorts and undergarments had sadly become an unfortunate casualty of my bodily transition, the items of clothing never standing a chance against the agonising fusion of blood and guts.

It felt like...

It felt like I didn't have legs anymore...

Oh...

Eyes failing to stay open, the cord to my consciousness finally snapped. I plunged headfirst down into the deep recesses of a midnight blue crevice where it formed a soft, protective cocoon like presence around my beyond tired form.

Was I actually dying instead... who knew it could be so peaceful...

"It's over," the low rumbles of the merman's voice filtered through, evidently sealing the final seam to my ever dwindling cognizance.

"Rest..."

And rest I did, not knowing whether I'd wake up again…

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Dare to Love Me Unreleased Making Clips (Myungsoo Focus)

Which single-since-birth is so good at dating?

🐱 Oh 🥋Iced americano? 🐱 Yes, yes. Cafe~ [Laughter-filled filming site today too] …. [BokDo couple are on a date] 🐱Relax your tired mind and body here with me today. [A loud sound from somewhere...] 👩🏻It's so nice 🐱 Airplane? 👤 I don't think it's going to work [Today's shoot that is expected to not be easy] [Trying to film when it's quiet] 🐱(Saw Hongdo feeling cold) 👩🏻 What is it? 🐱 Ah 👩🏻You also prepared something like this. [Sweet guy who took a blanket out of his bag and wrapped it around Hongdo] 🐱 It's my first time to go on a date 👩🏻First time on a date? No, then, you've been single since birth? 🐱I didn't know it was this good to look at the same scenery with someone I liked. [Which single-since-birth is so good at dating?] 🐱It's like heaven [It's like heaven] 👩🏻 I also think it's so nice to be looking at the same scenery as you [Hongdo's surprising confession] 🐱 (Heart racing) Calm down (Heart, calm down) [Another airplane sound] 👩🏻 Me too 🐱 Oh, teacher this is very… The plane is coming [Don't pay attention to it and try to continue] [The BokDo couple doesn't lose their laughter despite the continuous sound of the plane] ….

03:00 [The BokDo couple giving Beomgyo a proper lesson] 👤 As you slip here, you'll (Beomgyo) go "aaah" and then this will fly away over there. You'll slip as you come up [The director demonstrates himself] 🐱 Wah~ 👤 I think you should do it like this [The director's high-level action that makes you amazed] (The bag that flies out far) 👤Should I do it? ️ [Director's non-inferior depiction of Beomgyo's action] [Yoonbok is quickly immersed in the shoot] 👤 Good! You look very ambitious right now. Good 🐱 Let's go [The filming starts quickly before the immersion is broken] 👤Cue! 🐱Did you put someone's life at risk for this money? 🧔🏻Ah it's been perfect so far 🐱 How can you take someone's life so lightly?! [Yoonbok's acting is even more angry] [He tries to resolve it with his fist] 👤Cut! Good!! [Thinking hard for a powerful picture] 🐱Director, but actually, this could be stronger. Anyway, I did it like that, but should I do it in the same level as the previous? We can edit it anyway. 👤I like it more now 🐱I see [If the director likes it, I like it too]

🧔🏻You don't know the real world. People's lives? That stuff? It's nothing once it ends [Lee Beomgyo, the villain with the most greed himself] 🐱 What? How dare you [Yoonbok found out about his father's death] 🧔🏻It's been perfect so far 🐱You punk! [Scene that is completed by showing professionalism] (Nod of hard work) [Yoonbok's emotions that remained even after the cut was called] [Two kind people who help him from getting to absorbed]

[Hongdo appears just in time!] 👤 *Bang* and then he falls, Hongdo 👩🏻 This bastard! You think you can say anything with that mouth? [She's just cute even if he curses] 🧔🏻We were doing a historical drama [The mood has changed a bit since Hongdo came] 🧔🏻It became a sitcom all of a sudden 👩🏻 Can I say "this bastard?" [Question: How far will "this bastard" go?]

👩🏻This punk? [Decided to make it look even more like "this punk!" (tn/they were talking about pronunciation)]! 👤It's strange for Ibok to see two people left tanding like this. 🐱Wouldn't it be okay to just show them a facial expression? 👤Really? 🐱 I understand that there are still things I haven't talked about yet. So even if you just look at them (that's enough explanation) 👤So even if I go here, Ibok just looks at you with that facial expression. [Neat details from Yoonbok] 🐱 Like the feeling that you have something to say [Yoonbok is the best!] 🐱 How about the bag? 👤 Yes, the bag is heavy [Let's leave the heavy bag behind] [Shooting starts again] 👩🏻 This punk! You think you can say anything with that mouth [Best Hongdo provides a proper lesson] 👩🏻 I'm not a scholar, and I have no dignity. I have no problem beating up bastard like you! You punk! [Hongdo is back to her senses] (Hehe) [Hongdo becomes a gentle sheep in front of Yoonbok] [Don't be surprised, she won't harm you] [The scene that gave them a refreshing feeling like cider until the end]

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[kmslwaffle]

Lee Hyun Soo the ice prince is back 😍🥰🤭

🫶🫰😉😚😗

#김명수 #명수 #김 #김명수 #엘 #infinite #인피니트 #myungsoo #kimmyungsoo #L #l_ove #m_ove #ove

[lkimthoughts]

2023.02.07

This is a letter for Jesse-kun.

I had a lot on my mind for the past couple days and I really feel like I need to write my thoughts, just to air them out, you know? Maybe I can get some peace of mind with this letter, cause this inner turmoil is honestly messing with me. I don't even know if you'll ever see this, to be honest, something inside me hopes you won't. You might be thinking, why is this guy I began talking to just a week ago writing paragraphs for me? Does he have a problem? Or something like that. I don't want you to think I'm weird or like me less for it. But I was told to be brave and say everything that I'm thinking about, and so I'm gonna do it today.

It's a bit hard to explain what I'm feeling and why I'm feeling this way, but I'll try my best. If I'm being honest, for the longest time, I felt like I would never like someone again. It's not because of previous relationships, I just have always been kind of detached and honestly kinda cold towards my past lovers. I've always felt like my feelings weren't in the same intensity as theirs, and eventually things didn't work out.

I've been thinking that my heart is like an ice cube after this... Why was I the only one that couldn't feel things the same way as everyone else? Why couldn't I feel anything? Is there something wrong with me? I kept thinking. But this is where you come in, Jesse Lewis, a fun, chaotic guy, but with also a calm and collected energy during our conversations about deep topics.

I think from the first day you already made my heart skip a beat, I don't know if this is something you're already used to, does it happen to you often? People falling for you? I bet it does. I mean, you have so many endearing sides of you that I got to see, and I'm sure there are much more that I haven't seen yet. Not only that, but I guess what I'm trying to say is that after the longest time... you made me feel something, and that was terrifying for me.

My ice cube heart keeps melting away every time we talk, and I don't understand why.. why am I falling for you like this? I spent an entire night awake trying to figure out. Maybe it's the fact that you're so kind to everyone? Always trying to uplift others every chance you get. Maybe it's that contagious smile and laugh that brightens up any dark days. Maybe it's the way you're always honest and willing to discuss deep topics without backing away. I don't know, honestly, but something in you is making me feel so many emotions that I'm not sure how to deal with. If you do end up seeing this, I hope you know that I'm aware we are very different. You're quite the extrovert, while I'm quiet and shy. You like being very open about your needs, and I'm quite the private person. You like keeping things NSA, while I'm the relationship kinda guy. So know, I'm not really expecting anything so please don't think bad of me or anything. I'm sorry this is so long, but it's just a few things that have been on my mind for a while now. And no matter what your response is, thank you for making me feel something. I'll always be grateful for you showing up in my life. Even if we eventually drift away, I'll always remember you, Jesse Lewis. — Myungsoo

[tragedicn]

            it's just a small gathering to celebrate the tiny victories . . . evelyn didn't really find it a necessity to celebrate a test run like this  ,  but she knew it was also a way to boost moral and to let people mingle with one another  .  it's a little overwhelming . . . sure  , evelyn is used to a crowd and used to having fun  ;  but after such a long day training  ,  she'd rather wind down with the cold beer in hand and enjoying the skyline by herself  .  she is a party girl  ,  but only in the right conditions . . .

            hand wrapped around her half-finished beer  ,  talking softly with the mechanics . . . her favorite place to be  .  sure  ,  she enjoys the THRILL of racing down the track at break neck speeds  ;  but she's an engineer through and through  .  her daddy's a mechanic  ,  and she grew up being around the pit crew . . . her passion is tinkering with cars  ,  just as much as it's racing them down the way to see how much she's improved it's functions  .

            eyes meeting that of the man she saw earlier  ,  evelyn's brow raises when he's introduced to her  .  soft laughter falling from her lips at his nervousness  ,  ❝  is that a pick up line  ??  ❞  evelyn teases  ,  ❝  i'm evelyn . . . evie  ,  if you'd like  ,  ❞  she says  ,  holding out her hand to shake  ,  ❝  you don't have to be so nervous . . . chill  ,  i don't bite  ,  ❞  evelyn continues  ,  reaching to snag another bottle of beer from the tub of ice to hand it over to myungsoo  ,  ❝  unless you want me to  ,  ❞  she shoots him a grin and a wink  .  

            ❝  so you're the new mechanic joining the crew  ,  ❞  she comments  ,  so that's why he was in the pit earlier this afternoon . . . it's not unusual to have new members join the team at the beginning of the season  ,  she wonders how good he is with cars . . .

continued from here / @tragedicn

he looked after the racer lady for a long while before mingling with the team. there were so many people he had to get to know. he was going to be the newbie for the next few months, but he was eager to prove himself and especially to get a look at their cars. gladly, he captain led him around the different sort of cars and myungsoo was relieved to leave the after party for a moment. it was only a test run, yet everyone was seemingly euphoric. maybe she caused such a mood? perhaps the team was happy to have a new competent driver?

myungsoo was a rather big fan of people who could handle his cars and maybe she would drive one he worked on in the future as well, but until then he had to establish himself and for now he was only going to work alongside the others rather than being left alone to work his magic.

yet, instead of being left behind to admire the cars, he was brought back to the small party and promptly introduced to the lady, who had also changed into new clothes. not that the uniform didn't look fantastic on her or that she wasn't pretty much a goddess, but myungsoo wouldn't want to get himself into trouble. getting into the team was complicated enough, if he'd now also flirt up the main lady... he should keep his mouth shut, just bow a little and pretend to be a nice dude.

and most obviously, keep his hands far away from her rather slim waist...

"ah, hi, the name's myungsoo. i love tinkering on cars and perhaps... i'll one day tinker... on yours."

[byshinmolnam]

[INFO] 180601 Kim So Hyun Nominated Myungsoo for ALS Ice Bucket Challenge 💞

[maakeme-up]

🖤 // black bc it’s our fave 👌🏻👌🏻

[stayinzencity]

check out the other works written for The BBH Day Event hosted by @supermwritersnet ♡

member: birthday boy baekhyun (yes he's 29 now- it's for the alliteration)

pairing: none 

genre: humor (idk what else to call this)

word count: 1.3K

warnings: sehun doesn’t wear a seatbelt (car safety is important!!), kpop references galore, suspension of disbelief is required to read this, there is no actual plot

summary: baekhyun doesn't remember what day it is. then he does. chaos ensues.  

a/n: i sleep wrote half of this. idek what this is. please don't take this too seriously.

He only has one eye open, his head propped up by his hand and it's too early in the day for Baekhyun to be sure of anything, but he's pretty sure he isn't sitting with his friends.

He'd walked into the lecture hall and flung himself into what he'd thought was his usual seat, but he was sitting next to someone he'd never seen before. 

On second thought, perhaps he did know him. Wasn’t it Chanyeol’s friend? Kim Myungsoo?

Speaking of Chanyeol… Baekhyun twists around to check if the rest of his gang was seated somewhere, laughing at him. Yet they were nowhere in sight. Was this even the right hall or had he gotten that wrong too?

"Excuse me." Baekhyun makes an attempt to get Myungsoo’s attention, however he’s too absorbed in his work to notice. Baekhyun tries again with a louder voice and waving a hand in front of him. "Excuse me!"

This time Myungsoo turns towards him, taking out an earbud and giving him a questioning glare.

"Sorry to bother you,” Baekhyun says with an awkward laugh. He runs a hand back through his hair. “Could you tell me which class this is? I think I might be lost." He apologises again. Just to be safe.

The student sighs and pushes his book towards Baekhyun so that he can read the title. Baekhyun rubs his eyes and tries to focus on the words. Oh. His name was Kyungsoo. And Baekhyun was in fact in the correct class.

Maybe today was bunk day, and that's why there weren’t as many students. Or maybe for once Baekhyun had arrived early. 

This morning he'd woken up, noticed his roommate had already left, and hadn't checked the time as he rushed to get to class. He wasn’t even sure what day it was. Was it the third day of May? Or was it still April?

Suddenly, his friends pop up from the benches in front of and behind him. “Happy birthday, Baekhyun!” Oh right. It was May 6. 

They place the ice cream cake before him. Twenty nine candles were arranged haphazardly on it. His face was on the cake.

At least the cake wasn’t on his face. Yet. There’d by cake flying soon if this went anything like the usual birthday celebration. 

However they were still in the lecture hall. Which was equipped with cameras. That were (un)fortunately working. So maybe the caketastrophe wouldn’t happen. For now. It was always possible that they had something else planned for him outside. Maybe he should stake out in the campus until it was safe.

Someone screams. Soda splashes over him and soaks his clothes. 

Kyungsoo hadn’t escaped either and if looks could kill everyone around him would be dead. Especially Chanyeol who was behind the spill. 

It wasn’t entirely his fault since someone had tripped and bumped into him which had sent the cup in his hand flying. But Kyungsoo did not seem to be in the mood to debate technicalities.  

Baekhyun wakes up when the alarm ring ding dongs. 

He checks the time and the day. It was May 6. And he’d be on time to class if he hurries.

But did he really want to be there? His so called friends were waiting for him to arrive so that they could sacrifice him to the birthday demons. Maybe it be wiser to sneak away while he could.

Also how did he forget his friend? Does Kyungsoo already know somehow? Is Baekhyun going to live to see tomorrow?

With these thoughts racing through his head, he runs out the door, straight into Jongdae. Literally. Head banging, air knocked out of his lungs, man on man. Jongdae shoves him off. His sinister smile makes its appearance.

That was Baekhyun’s cue. He doesn’t wait for whatever Jongdae was about to say and tunes out the screeches as he runs for his life.

At one point he realised he was heading towards the campus. Was that the right choice? He’d be found there, for sure, but maybe the cameras would give him the protection he needed until the day ended. Or would it be better to hide somewhere they had less of a chance of finding him?

“I’mma shake it, shake it, shake it, like it was my birthday.” A car comes around the corner blasting a song at an obnoxiously loud volume.

The front window rolls down and Chanyeol pokes his head out. “Get in,” he shouts.

Kai sports his evil grin from the driver’s seat and Sehun lays asleep in the backseat. Which was definitely not safe. At the moment Baekhyun did not have the time or will to point that out.

Of course, Baekhyun doesn’t get in. He sprints into the woods. Which almost seem to appear out of nowhere. Wasn’t there supposed to be a park there?

When he finally stops to catch his breath, there was no sight of his pursuers. Also he was off trail, and very lost. Plus it was getting dark.

He slumps against the tree and slowly slides to the ground. He was going to perish all alone, he thinks as he becomes one with the soil on the ground.

Someone sticks a flashlight in his face. A security guard peers down at him. “Hey! What on earth are you doing here?” It definitely isn’t a judging look he’s giving Baekhyun. “The park is closed for the night.”

Oh. So Baekhyun hadn’t wandered into a forest where the wild would chew him up and spit him out. It was a park like he'd first suspected.

The light was getting awfully bright. Soon all Baekhyun could see was white. He closes his eyes.

When he opens them, he found himself in a laundromat. There was a woman doing aerobics? Zumba? Where was the door?

Baekhyun walks out and finds himself in front of an apartment complex. There’s a group of boys serenading and dancing. He’d take the time to appreciate their performance, especially since they were being nice greeting everyone hello, however he didn’t have time to spare. His friends were after him. Who knew where they’d come from this time?

Somehow Baekhyun wanders into a warehouse. It’s raining inside even though there isn’t a cloud outside. A group is performing some kind of angsty interpretive dance. There’s mud, sweat and rain. One of the guys rips his shirt open and starts laughing diabolically.

It’s definitely time to leave. One of the doors leads to a room where what seems to be a sing/dance off is taking place.

“Tell me your wish. I’m genie for you, boy. Tell me your wish.  I’m genie for your wish. Tell me your wish. I’m genie for your dreams,” the girl group sings.

Meanwhile, the boy group sings, “It’s your birthday. It’s your birthday. It’s your birthday. It’s your birthday. Now make a wish.”

Slightly flustered, Baekhyun contemplates making a wish. Getting the day to end sooner so he doesn’t have to endure this?

The performances are fine- he hasn’t forgotten his friends are still after him though, even if he hasn’t seen them since he run run run himself into the woods. He is currently convinced all of this is a fever dream.

“Cheer up, baby!” A cheerleader cheers. Baekhyun has no idea how he ended up in a gymnasium.

Someone hands him a paper, he signs his autograph and hands it back to them, before he hurries out.

He finished high school years ago, and he did not want to go back to those times.

There was a group of five boys performing outside on the lawn with sprinklers on. Baekhyun was once again felt the temptation to stay.

How much longer until the day ended? He might actually escape this time.

Hands grab him from both sides.

“I don’t think so.”

© 2021, stayinzencity

[goodwriterwithbadhabits]

The Study of Hearts

Master List

Warnings: Hospital talk, minor swearing

~~

“Hey Y/n, what’s been up with you today, doc?” You spare a quick glance over at the nurse who’d come up beside you, glancing away from the patient’s chart for only a second before returning to it. 

“Nothing’s up with me, I’ve just got a lot of patients today.” She scoffs instantly. You should have known better than to try and lie to Nurse Choi. She had been your head nurse during your internship, and your residency, she knew almost everything about you, and you were a fool to assume she wouldn’t notice your sudden drop in mood. 

“Don’t tell me that. We’ve had a fuller ward than this and you’ve never snapped at someone. That resident you scolded is still crying in the nurses station.” You feel a twinge of guilt at her words. The resident hadn’t really done anything wrong, but offered up the wrong medicine when you asked the group a question regarding a patient. You may have laid into them for longer than necessary about checking charts and allergies before handing out meds. “And this morning you actually shouted at the guy who took your parking spot. This isn’t like you.” You’re thankful the patient you’re currently looking at is asleep, recovering from a surgery that just ended. “So tell me what has the calmest, most level-headed doctor in the cardiology department so wound up.” You sigh deeply, setting the chart back into the sleeve at the end of his bed. 

“My boyfriend.” 

“The idol you swear you’re dating.” She huffs, somehow not believing you. You roll your eyes, deciding not to continue and simply walk away. No one ever believed you when it came to your boyfriend of nearly 4 years, and he wasn’t helping his own case either. “I just can’t believe an idol would date you, I’m sorry Y/n.” You spin back to the older woman, rising to your full height. You were sick and tired of people looking down on you for who you were dating as if they had any clue what was happening. 

“It’s Doctor L/n, Nurse Choi. You may refer to me on personal terms when we are outside of this hospital, but seeing as you refuse to respect my personal life, you are no longer privy to it.” She blinks up at you in confusion before nodding. You can almost feel the shock she emits.

“Yes, Doctor.” 

“Room 1134, Patient Kim Seungkwan needs to be prepped for anesthesia. Dr. Song will be here in an hour.” 

“Yes, Doctor.” She bows to you before turning away. 

“And Nurse Choi.” 

“Yes,Doctor?” There’s a hopeful gleam in her eyes when you call for her again. 

“Tell that resident to stop crying, if he can’t handle being reprimanded there is no place for him in a medical field.” Her shoulders slump again, but you can’t bring yourself to feel guilty. 

“Yes, Doctor L/n.” With one last curt nod to her you spin on your heels, stalking down the halls to your office. 

You’ve barely gotten the chance to start your computer before someone is knocking on your office door. 

“Who is it?” You ask, annoyance clear in your voice. 

“Someone told me you’re having a bad day.” The voice of the young Chairman has you standing immediately as he walks in. 

“Chairman Yoon, forgive me, I didn’t know it was you.” You bow, but he simply waves it off. 

“Come on, Y/n, it’s just us. What have I told you about bowing to me.” 

“Sorry Myungsoo, someone could have been behind you.” You chuckle dryly at your friend. “What do you want? I’m in the middle of something.” He holds up a small lunch box, waving it slightly. 

“I brought ice cream, but if you’re too busy I’m sure someone else will help me eat it.” 

“I’m never too busy for ice cream.” You relent, holding out your hands for the box. “And I guess your company too.” He takes the seat across from you, watching for a moment as you dig in. 

“So tell me, how come you’ve been such a bitch today?” His comment makes you choke slightly. 

“Yah, Myungsoo, what the hell?” 

“Come on, Nurse Choi’s upset, you yelled at a resident so bad he had to go home early.”

“He’s a crybaby.” You huff. 

“That’s besides the point. What’s eating at you?” You sigh, stabbing your spoon into your ice cream and setting it on your desk. 

“Mark.” 

“Huh, you’d think Mark eating you would make you happier.” His joke has your cheeks flushing instantly and you throw your napkin at him. 

“Yah! That’s not what I meant.” 

“What about Mark? I heard their tour ended a few days ago.” You clench your teeth slightly, recalling exactly what’s got you so pissed off.

“They got home last night, at least BamBam says they did, only Mark didn’t text, call, anything. I only found out they got back in when BamBam posted a selca.” “So you’re mad because he didn’t come see you?” 

“I’m mad because I’m fucking sick of it!” You explode, slamming your hand on the desk, making him jump. “He refuses to tell anyone we’ve been dating for almost 4 years, so everyone thinks I’m some delusional fangirl. He refuses to talk about the possibility of moving in together, we never go out when he’s in the country, and when he’s on tour I barely get a text once a week. He’s never met my friends or my parents and it kinda feels like he doesn’t even want to be in a relationship with me.” You finish your rant with a huff, raking your fingers through your hair. “He’s been managing to piss me off without even talking to me.” 

“Sugar, I don’t think you’re mad, I think you’re hurt.” He begins, setting his own treat down, “Anger is a secondary emotion.” 

“I know that, I did take psychology.” You grumble. 

“So what’s really making you so upset?” You cross your arms on the desk, hiding your face in them. 

“What if he doesn’t want to be with me any more? What if he just sees me as a burden these days and is trying to make me break up with him, so he doesn’t feel bad?” Myungsoo sighs, reaching out to rub your arm soothingly. 

“I think if you’re questioning the relationship, you should either talk to him, or break it off.” 

“I know, I’m just not sure if I’m ready for that. I really love him, you know?” 

“Chairman Yoon, we have a meeting sir.” A voice announces, knocking on the door. 

“You should go, thanks for the ice cream, and letting me vent.” 

“No problem, sugar, you should call him.” 

“I will.” The moment the door shuts behind him you pull your phone out of your bag, and pull up his contact. He doesn’t pick up, but you aren’t shocked. “Hey Mark, I heard you got in last night, I hope you’re doing alright. Look, I uh, I didn’t call for no reason. I’ve been thinking, and I don’t think it’s going to work out between us. There’s just so much missing between us, like,” You scoff lightly, “Like love. So yeah, I uh, think we should break up.” You look up to the ceiling, blinking back tears. “I get off at 11 tonight, if you want to call me back then. I doubt you will though, you never seem to want to talk to me any other time. Either way, I have Thursday off, you can come get anything you left at my apartment then. Bye.” You hang up quickly, before shutting your phone off and tossing it in your bag. You felt like sobbing, just finally crying and letting it all out, but you knew you couldn’t, you had patients to help, and they were the priority. 

Of course, by the time 10:45 rolled around, you were dead on your feet, your brain hurt and you were about 2 seconds from cracking open the emergency wine you kept in the fridge in your office. 

“Sir, I may not be a pulmonologist, but I can tell you that smoking combined with not exercising are a major factor in why your heart is damaged.” You insist, trying not to roll your eyes at the man as he scoffs. 

“I don’t think you’re qualified to talk to me about this.” 

“Sir, I’m-”

“Doctor L/n to Emergency Care, paging Doctor L/n to Emergency Care.” 

“Mother-” You cut yourself off with a huff, “Sir, while you are in my care, it is my duty to offer you medical advice. You need to cut back on the cigarettes or quit entirely. While you’re in this hospital you are not welcome to smoke unless outside in a designated area, with a nurse present. Good night.” You bow, quickly exiting the room before you lose your cool and punch him. 

“Doctor L/n, you’re needed in-”

“I heard,” You interrupt the resident who ran up to you. “What’s going on?” 

“It’s a patient. He was attacked by a mob. He seems alright but he refuses to leave without seeing you.” The kid explains, holding the elevator door for you.

“Is he having trouble breathing? Shortness of breath, chest pain?” 

“No, I haven’t seen his chart yet, but as far as I’m aware he only has a few cuts and bruises, if there are any internal injuries, it would likely be contusions on his ribs or-”

“Spleen, why on earth am I being called?” You’re racking your brain for some kind of answer when the elevator door opens. 

“Ah doctor, you’re here.” The head of the ER sighs, meeting you only a few steps away from the lift, “Good. This way.” She begins leading you down one of the quieter halls.  

“Jangmi, tell me you have some grasp as to why someone needs a cardiologist here right now.” You bite at the inside of your lip, completely lost as to why someone might need you. 

“I’m sorry, Y/n, he’s insistent and he’s mentioned you by name several times. Besides I’d rather his company continued to send their idols here.” 

“Company?” You ask, just as she opens the door. “Who-” “Oh thank god, the good doctor is here, now will you stop being a baby?” A familiar voice asks, and your heart leaps into your throat as you round the privacy curtain. There, sitting on the bed, looking pitiful in the hospital clothes, was Mark Tuan. You have to bite back tears as you pick up his chart. He had several bruises already forming on the skin you could see, and a split in his lip. 

“Mark Tuan what the hell happened to you?” Blood pressure, normal. Pupillary response, normal. No signs of concussion or brain trauma. 

“Some sasaengs started fighting as we were trying to leave, Mark got caught in the middle.” Jackson explains, toying with the IV stand. “Hey what does this button do, Y/n.” 

“Don’t touch it, Jackson.” Your response is instant and almost habitual, having had to slap his hand away from your tools plenty of times. 

“I’m sorry, Doctor L/n, do you know these men? Personally?” Jangmi asks, noticing the way JB lingers at your shoulder and Jackson immediately stops toying with things. 

“You could say that.” You muse, “Your vitals seem fine, though your heart rate has gone up slightly.” You can’t help the cheeky smile that dances onto your face. No, you broke up with him. You set his chart back down, grabbing his chin softly to turn his face towards the light. “You’ll have a few bruises, but nothing your make up artist can’t cover.” 

“Y/n-”

“So you have any trouble breathing? Shortness of breath, chest pain, headaches?” You ignore his plea of your name in favor of the heart monitor next to him. 

“No I’m fine.” 

“Then why did you beg a cardiologist to come see you?” You snap, turning on him. “If you wanted to finally talk to me, you could have waited fifteen minutes. Instead you’ve wasted the time of not one, but two doctors, at least one of our residents and several members of the nursing staff. What do you have to say for yourself?”

“What do I have to say? What about you? You broke up with me over a voicemail.” He shouted back, and you watch from the corner of your eye as everyone in the room takes a step back from the two of you. 

“Well if you ever pick up your damn phone when I call, I could have broken up with you like that.” Your voice is somehow level, despite how hurt and angry you are. 

“I’ve been trying to get a hold of you all day.” Well, fuck, okay that was on you. “I didn’t want to run into you like this, but I figured ‘fuck it, you work here anyway’ might as well see you.” 

“So instead of waiting to be discharged and coming up to my department you worry me sick by begging me to see you like this? Do you know how scary it is to be paged down here? I was terrified someone’s heart had stopped beating, or I was going to need to perform an emergency surgery and I found you sitting here, beaten up instead.” The dam breaks, and the first tears begin streaming down your face. “The second I heard JB’s voice I was terrified I was about to have to save your life. After everything I told you about my work, about my fears of finding you on my table one day, how dare you use that against me.” 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” Mark jumps up, pulling you into a tight hug as you cry into his shoulder. 

“You’re the worst.” 

“I know. I know I’ve been shitty. I should be taking you out and showing you off and I haven’t been. I’ve been so scared that Aghase might reject you, I never realized I was the one doing the rejecting. Please give me a second chance.” 

“Promise me you’ll change?”

“For you, in a heartbeat.” 

“Um, Dr. L/n.” Jangmi’s voice has you pulling away from Mark, wiping your eyes on the cuffs of your sleeve.

“I’m sorry, Dr. Seo.” You laugh, trying to calm down. “I’ll handle his discharge paperwork.” 

“Of course, Doctor.” She chuckles softly, offering you all a bow before exiting the room. 

“You really broke up with him over voicemail?” JB asks, clearly trying not to laugh.

“I was upset.” You defend. “I also yelled at several people and told one of my closest friend’s to go fuck herself.” 

“Well, I’m declining your break up attempt, you didn’t tell me directly, so it doesn’t count.” Mark decides, pressing a kiss to your cheek as you walk out of the room. Nurse Choi is standing immediately outside the door, discharge paperwork in hand. 

“Oh, Nurse Choi, I thought you were up in Cardiology still?” You greet. 

“Dr. Seo asked me to deliver this personally.” Her eyes are wide as she sees Mark’s arm around your waist and the other boys just behind you. “It seems I owe you an apology, Dr. L/n.” 

“Yes you do. I’ll take those.” She sets the clipboard into your outstretched hand with a bow, moving to walk away. You saw the slump in her shoulders as she walked away, and the guilt crept into your chest. “Before you go,” Your call has her turning back to face you. “Noon, Saturday, come have lunch with me? Please Jisoo?” The smile that erupts on her face is enough to make you feel better. 

“Of course, Y/n, see you then.” 

[knowanimes]

Shiho Nagaoka

#toheart #fromis #infinite #day #kpop #high #inspirit #cute #dongwoo #namu #namwoohyun #woohyun #sunggyu #myungsoo #namstar #sungjong #cutie #sungyeol #second #write #arbor #ifonlyyouarefine #jjcc #winner #bastarz #big #clc #dia #ice #bhfyp

[soooldout]

200907 Woohyun on Instagram Live

Myungsoo was also in the chat

 Woohyun's MBTI is ENFP-T. 

His favorite number is 7. 

He hasn't tried making Dalgona coffee. 

The musical he will enjoy the most is Kinky Boots. He has been wanting to see the musical, and wil go to see Sunggyu’s performance before it ends.

He is enjoying spending time at home. He watches TV, plays video games and composes new songs at home. Lately he plays the game "FIFA online" and he's now in the top 300 Champions in Korea. His goal is to get in the top 100.

He’ll do his best to get in the top 100 of the game, ”FIFA online” in Korea. He likes to play the game because he cannot play soccer in real life these days. He said you should go to bed if you're sleepy because some will probably share the recordings later.

Woohyun promised he will do IG Live often to take care of Inspirits in these difficult times. He mostly stays at home these days due to COVID-19. He doesn't even eat at restaurants anymore. He hopes the virus dies down by the time of his military discharge. He's worried about us.

Some people he knows also got the virus, so he's worried about Inspirits. He told us to wear masks all the time and stay at home as much as possible. His skin keeps breaking out in the chin from wearing masks, but it’s better for your health to keep your masks on all the time. 

At McDonald’s he orders BTD (Bacon tomato deluxe). When you open the bag BTD starts playing in the background. (pls aslkjfgd) 

When fans asked him to show his face, he said he can’t b/c he’s not wearing clothes. (ok.......)

He wants to eat Bossam & Pho with Vietnamese wraps. He ate abalone porridge last week

He's doing 16:8 intermittent fasting. He has lost 10 kgs and has nice abs. He wants to maintain his current weight. When he was a bit heavier a while ago, it was so much easier to sing well.

He loves Marvel movies, and can't wait to watch a new Marvel movie. He also likes the movies directed by Christopher Nolan. He loves the movie “Inception”. It makes him sad that he cannot go to the movies to watch his new movie “Tenet” due to COVID-19.

Woohyun also recommended the movies “Frequency” & “In Time” and the Korean movie “Tae Guk Gi: The Brotherhood of War.” and  "Knives Out"

He recommended the  k-drama "Signal."

Woohyun also recommended the movie “1917.” He watched “Maze Runner” and liked the 1st movie the most among the series. A fan said his MBTI(ENFP-T) is the opposite of Sunggyu’s(ISTJ) and he said ”Yes, it seems like the opposite just by looking at us being together, doesn't it?”

Woohyun was about to go to bed but thought of Inspirits. He couldn't call us so he started IG Live instead. His voice sounds very soft because he's lying on the bed. He often practices singing after work. He watched the collections of “comments on Infinite MVs” on Youtube.

He played the guitar and sang for Inspirits quietly not to disturb his neighbors.

He's self-teaching the guitar by watching tutorial videos on YouTube. Myungsoo just joined the IG Live. Woohyun will go to the bathroom while we chat with Myungsoo.

Myungsoo just asked if Woohyun went to get the guitar.

Woohyun is singing Kim Gwangseok's "In the Name of Love."

Myungsoo said "You're so great! Next song is Stand By Me." (requested by Myungsoo)

Woohyun sang Stand By Me and Myungsoo said his voice is floating. 

After work, Woohyun usually watches TV, plays the guitar or plays FIFA Online. His cellphone is iPhone 11 Pro. 

He works out by dancing, usually on Wednesdays & Thursdays. Not to forget the choreography, he often dances Infinite & his solo dances. If Myungsoo uploads a video of him dancing, Woohyun will also post a video of him dancing Stranger. 

He doesn't eat ice-creams these days. He doesn't like sweets anymore. He drinks Americano when he's tired. He neither likes nor dislikes mint chocolate chip ice cream. He likes the color of mint chocolate chip ice cream. He no longer drinks Cold brew coffee.

Woohyun really wants to have a concert. That's what he wants to do the most after his military discharge. The word Woohyun wants to say first when he meets his fans again is "I love you." The first song he will sing at his solo concert after the military discharge is "When Fall Comes."

Woohyun wants to try dyeing his hair grey after his military discharge.

He prefers Soju to beer. He wants to perform the musical "The Days" again.

He also plays the game "Battle Ground" It's hard for him to get up early in the morning to get ready to go to work. 

He usually goes to bed around midnight or 1 am.  

It was forecast that a strong typhoon will hit Korea, so he told the fans to stay safe. 

He's not interested in doing Twitch broadcasting of him playing games after his military discharge. Playing games is his hobby and he doesn't want broadcasting gets involved. He also thinks fans will get bored if he broadcasts him playing games.

He got Kartrider Saber but he doesn't play the game often. But he thinks he can still beat the fan who asked him about Kartrider. 

He sometimes eats Mala hot pot. 

He doesn't play baseball games. He prefers soccer to baseball. He likes sports that are more intense & proceed fast.

He shared over a hundred photos from his phone.

Some comments by Myungsoo during the instalive:

"I want to hear the guitar sound too" (as he joined a bit late)

“I didn’t hear the guitar properly can you play it again”

“bring it and play it again” 

“It’s good, (please sing) Stand By Me”

“you’re so great. next song is Stand By Me”

“mint choco is delicious”

“looking forward to the dance video”

“you’re a dance machine right”

“please talk namu-nim”

"Namu-nim please be happy always"

translations by ifntnews on twitter

[kmsarchive]

Dare to Love Me Still Cuts - Myungsoo

Kim Myungsoo experiences a powerful club entrance for Dare to Love Me still cuts.

KBS2TV's new Mon-Tues drama is raising anticipation & curiosity by capturing the embarrassing moments of MZ Confucian scholar Shin Yoonbok (played by Kim Myungsoo) who exists in the 21st century.

The released pictures show young people lined up at a club entrance on one night. Among those all dolled up for a night of enjoyable entertainment, Shin Yoonbok, with his unrealistic appearance and is elegantly dressed up in a hanbok, catches the eye immediately.

In particular, Shin Yoonbok, hailing from Seongsan Village -where Joseon, the country of scholars, retains its appearance today-, embodies the noble dignity and refinement of a scholar. However, his current situation evokes laughter from around him as it seems as if he is at the wrong place & time.

MZ scholar Shin Yoonbok faces an embarrassing situation right before entering the club. Contrary to what he thought would be an easy entry, he is unexpectedly denied entry in just a second. Thinking he might have been mistaken for a minor, he confidently shows his registration card with a relaxed smile, but he instantly fails to be granted entry, leaving the MZ scholar flustered.

While it is a wonder why he came to the club, Shin did not only face embarrassment at this place but also at a cafe. He orders a drink with a polite voice at the kiosk machine.

In the published pre-release video on the official homepage, Shin Yoonbok's adjustment to the modern culture can also be checked out. His behavior of loudly shouting "ice" at the kiosk that failed to hear him clearly as if he threw away his scholarly dignity is causing laughter.

With a painstaking day, from trying to enter the club to using the kiosk machine, Shin Yoonbok, who needs to become synchronized with civilization, leaves viewers curious. At this, we await the first broadcast of Dare to Love Me so see if Shin Yoonbok, a scholar from Seongsan Village, will be able to adapt safely to the IT powerhouse Korea.

Actor Kim Myungsoo's, who returns as the 28th gen descendant of the Woorim Shin Clan of the Seongsan Village, adaptation to the current civilization can be seen on KBS2TV's new Mon-Tues drama "Dare to Love Me" broadcasting this May 13 at 10:10 PM KST.

IG/Twitter caption:

Shin Yoonbok gets a club entrance still cut?

Attempting (?) a majestic entrance wearing a hanbok

Links: Twitter 1 2 3 | IG 1 2

News: 1 2 3 4 5

[biasedwriting]

Kaleidoscope of Our Summer ||2||

Masterlist

Minah was certain she looked like a wet cat clinging onto Taekwoon as he helped her clamber onto the side of the pool, the buzzing in her head nearly drowning out the sound of Hakyeon screaming at Sanghyuk and Jaehwan. Taking another large gulp of breath, she noted the look of concern in Taekwoon’s eyes and nodded, trying to avoid looking anywhere but his face.

Which didn’t help much either, given that it was a terribly attractive face. Neither did it help that he was very close, almost standing between her legs.

“Are you alrigh-” Taekwoon began almost at the same time as Minah did.

“Thank you…” she found herself turning very red under his gaze. “I usually can swim...it’s just…” she wondered why she was whispering.

“Sandals. Excuse me...” the taller replied, reaching to unbuckle the offending footwear off as Minah watched in shock.

“Please! You needn’t!”

“They made you sink like a rock,” Taekwoon mumbled, easing the footwear off and casting them outside the pool where they fell with a clatter. He ran his fingers through the wet strands of his dark hair and let out a sigh through the poutiest pink lips Minah had ever laid eyes on, “I knew those two were up to no good, but I didn’t expect it to go like this.”

“Seriously though, thank you.” Minah’s vision was covered in white as Hongbin threw a towel around her and hauled her to her feet. Violently rubbing her hair with the fluffy fabric, he tugged her towards the house and away from Taekwoon.

“Are you alright? Let’s get you into some dry stuff.”

Minah opened her mouth and closed it, noting the guilty look on Sanghyuk and Jaehwan’s face, Hakyeon and Wonshik’s concerned looks and Taekwoon’s t-shirt by their feet with a half-eaten sandwich lying beside it. She bit her lip and looked down at the soaked ends of her dress and the stringy strands of hair hanging from her forehead. Looking back, she saw Taekwoon clambering out of the pool.

Throwing the kitchen door open, Hongbin led Minah in only to see Haneul setting her bag down on the counter and looking at the dishevelled and very soaked Minah in stark contrast to the crisp business formals she had on. She sighed, shaking her head before holding her hand out to her friend.

“Do I want to know what happened?”

Wrapping the towel tight around herself, Minah nodded to the backyard “Sanghyuk and Jaehwan threw me in the pool. While I had my sandals on...you know, the ones we bought together.”

“Might as well have tied a stone to your leg and thrown you in!” Haneul gasped before turning to Hongbin incredulously “And Hongbin pulled you out?! He can’t even swim to save himself!”

Rolling his eyes, Hongbin sighed “no, Taekwoon jumped in. In fact, he stopped mid-sandwich to jump in. Sanghyuk and Jaehwan thought she was staying underwater to fuck around.” He patted Minah on the back “have you got anything dry for her to wear?” he asked Haneul.

“I think some of Wonshik’s old t-shirts and shorts should do. I think I may have left  something or the other behind, let’s see.” Haneul replied thoughtfully before nodding to Hongbin “go on, give them hell for me...unless Hakyeon is already on the task.”

Hongbin grinned “you bet your butt he is. I’ll just go out and make sure everything is alright and leave you guys to it.”

Watching Hongbin leave, Haneul quickly led Minah upstairs to find her a worn pair of sweatpants and one of Wonshik’s old t-shirts (after much debate about his very questionable fashion taste). Talking to Haneul was very comfortable for Minah. They had been online friends even before Minah had moved to Seoul having come in contact through one of Minah’s high school fests. She liked the warmth that Haneul spread, making everyone feel welcome and at home.

No wonder Wonshik was head-over-heels for her.

“I expected them to pull something like that, but honestly I didn’t expect to nearly drown,” Minah commented, tugging the t-shirt over her head, “I think I’m drowning in these anyway,” she said, stepping out of the bathroom and doing a dramatic twirl for Haneul.

“As long as you’re dry,” Haneul replied looking at her phone. “Haven’t Ara and Miya turned up yet? They were both pretty excited about meeting Hakyeon and Taekwoon.” It dawned on Minah that in the confusion, Haneul hadn’t had a chance to greet her friends either.

“No, they haven’t. I was expecting Miya sometime soon. Ara said she had a meeting with her boss. You should head down and meet Hakyeon and Taekwoon, I’ll just dry my hair and join you.”

Haneul set her phone aside “yeah, I’ll head down. I think Sanghyuk and Jaehwan will be preparing a ‘we’re sorry’ speech scripted by the one and only Cha Hakyeon. I don’t want to miss that!” she chuckled, heading to the door of the room before pausing and cocking her head “I think Miya is here.”

Minah leaned out of the bathroom to hear the steady thump-thump of footsteps coming up the stairs and prepared herself for the ball of energy that was their beloved Miya. If Jaehwan was a cute ray of sunshine, Miya was sunshine in the shape of a human being. Exuding happiness (and inappropriate jokes) and lifting everyone’s mood up, Miya was a pleasure to have around.

“3...2...1” Haneul counted down and the door flew open as Miya stormed in waving a bunch of irises tied together neatly with a violet ribbon and eyes wide.

“SANGHYUK TRIED TO KILL MINAH?!”

“I see Hongbin got to you first,” Haneul commented, holding the door open for the taller one to rush in and tackle Minah into a hug.

“You’re alive!” Miya threw her arms around her friend again dramatically making the latter giggle into her shoulder.

“Yes, very much alive, thank you.” Minah eyed the flowers clutched between Miya’s fingers “Are those for Hakyeon or Taekwoon? Because they’re getting crushed.”

Miya quickly detached herself from Minah and examined the flowers checking if there was truly any damage caused.

“Why are you gifting flowers of hope to two men returning from enlistment?” Haneul squinted at the flowers while Minah noted the sheepish grin and the blush creeping up Miya’s cheeks.

“They’re flowers of hope?”

“Did you just buy seasonal flowers? Because irises do quite well at this time of the year. I’m sure Hakyeon will appreciate them...not sure about Taekwoon, I’m sure he’d rather have a tub of ice cream...” Haneul mused as Miya turned redder.

“They’re not for either of them...uh...someone gave them to me…”

There was a moment of silence as Minah and Haneul processed what Miya had told them.

“Oh my god, who is it?!” Haneul exclaimed while Minah rubbed her own hair with the towel thoughtfully.

“What’s the ethics of people giving their counsellors flowers?”

“No no! It’s not someone coming to the centre! It’s from the part-timer at the florist’s next door!” Miya replied frantically waving her hands (flowers and all) to somehow make Minah’s train of thought come to some form of a halt.

“Oh?” Minah smirked, nudging Miya slightly.

“The part-timer has a wittul crush on our baby Miya?” Haneul giggled, joining in on the nudging.

“Nothing of the sort! I was just having a particularly heavy day so I came out of the centre for some air and a cup of tea! I was sitting on the bench outside just...decompressing and he came over and asked me if I was alright! I just told him I was getting a little overwhelmed at work and he ran into the shop and came back with these and ran away!” the tallest exclaimed as Haneul cooed.

“That’s so sweet! He was giving you a bunch of hope!”

“Was he cute?” Minah nudged her friend again. Miya threw herself on the bed in response (holding the flowers away to prevent them from being crushed) and mumbled into the mattress.

“I’m taking that as a yes,” Haneul replied, plucking the flowers out of her hands. “I’ll put these in a vase so you can take them home when we’re done with dinner.” Heading towards the door she turned back “wash up and come down.”

“Okay!” Miya called into the mattress giving the eldest a thumbs up while Minah patted her back. Miya rolled on the bed and looked at her friend who was shooting her an amused smile. “Minah! He looked like a cute little bunny!”

“Hmm,” Minah hummed thoughtfully “we do like bunnies...except Hongbin sometimes. Are you going to talk to him any time soon?”

Miya stared at the ceiling for a long moment, letting some of the stress of the day ease out of her body with a long exhale. “I don’t know...I should thank him for the flowers I suppose.”

“Maybe ask him to a cup of tea or something?” Minah replied, plopping down beside Miya “I need to figure out how to thank Taekwoon as well.”

Miya frowned “thank Taekwoon?”

“Yeah, he got me out of the pool. Didn’t Hongbin tell you?”

Miya rolled her eyes “no! He told me you nearly drowned and I was too worried to care about who saved you so I ran upstairs!”

“And now you can see I’m fine! Now go wash up, I’ll wait for you.” Minah smiled, lying down on the bed as Miya rolled off it and hurried into the bathroom. The former sighed, feeling more at ease with Haneul and Miya around. She wondered when Ara would be coming in given that she’d been frequently having meetings with her boss...what was his name again?

“Miya! What is Ara’s boss’ name? Was it Myungsoo?’

“Nah! It’s Kyungsoo!” Miya called back, rinsing her face.

“Huh, I was always bad with names,” Minah grumbled, starting when the door opened and Taekwoon’s head popped in.

“Uhm…” she struggled to sit up as he walked in.

“I was wondering if you were alright...so I came to check on you…” he began as Miya stuck her head out of the bathroom to see who the intruder was. “Sanghyuk was feeling too guilty to come...he’s been pacing like a mad man downstairs.”

“Oh...uh…yeah, I’m alright.” Minah sat up, fixing the t-shirt which she was practically drowning in. “I was just waiting for Miya,” she added, nodding towards the bathroom.

“Hey! Welcome back!” Miya waved with a grin as Taekwoon shot her a familiar warm smile.

“You’ve grown…” he commented as the youngest smirked proudly.

“I’m still growing, can you believe?”

Minah found herself smiling at the familiarity between the two, freezing when Taekwoon turned back to her and feeling scrutinized under his gaze. Heat flooded up her cheeks as she met his gaze, wondering if it was normal for someone to have such intense eyes.

“Are you sure you’re alright? Do you want to head back home?” he asked as Minah shook her head.

“No, I’m quite alright, thank you. I think we can head down and put everyone’s worries to rest,” she said, standing up and nodding to the door. Taekwoon shot her get-up an amused look before stepping out. Miya on the other hand smirked.

“What?” Minah blinked in confusion as she stepped out of the room.

“Nothing, other than you let your googly eyes for Jung Taekwoon slip,” Miya whispered, following her friend out.

“I had no googly eyes!” Minah hissed back.

“Sure, okay….Ara!” Miya waved at the new entrant standing at the end of the stairs greeting Taekwoon. Ara’s short bobbed hair bounced as she enthusiastically waved back.

“Hello, ladies! Sorry, I’m late, had a meeting! I brought cake though!” she held up a large box with a grin. Taekwoon quickly relieved her of the cake before heading into the kitchen.

“You’re having an awful lot of meetings these days,” Miya smirked as Ara shrugged in response.

“Kyungsoo had ordered the book I’d been looking for for months, so he called me in to hand it over to me.”

“That’s quite nice of him...isn’t this the second time in the month that he did this?” Minah quirked her eyebrow at Ara who shrugged again.

“Yeah, but it’s an acquisition for the shop as well. So I get to read it at work.”

“You know most bosses don’t let you read at work even if it is a book store?” Minah replied “maybe you’re a special employee.” she winked, while Miya held back a cackle.

“I am good at my work,” Ara nodded thoughtfully, making Miya and Minah roll their eyes. Ara often seemed oblivious to the attention she was gaining with her existence. Her pixie-like features and friendly demeanour attracted a great deal of men, women, and everyone in between, only to have their hearts very gently broken. From what Minah had understood, Kyungsoo had hired Ara not just for her skills in book-keeping, but the customers she attracted.

Apparently, the boss himself was interested. But she’d let Ara figure that one out for herself.

“I’m so good at my job that he’s ordered the Guardians book I’d been crying to you guys about! They should be coming in a few weeks...imports, you know.” Ara puffed up proudly and Miya patted her shoulder.

“You sure are the employee of the decade, now come. I’m starving.”

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[infinitemyungsoo]

200613 Myungsoo’s post on V Live (translation):

Sharing information

1. Diet Black Sesame Ice Cream

2. Beef (grilled, without any seasonings, any cut of beef is fine)

Something like spicy diet ramen

+ pepperoncino or spicy Korean green pepper (cheongyang pepper)

+ black pepper

3. I didn’t say this on Vlive but ‘Almond Breeze’ tastes good. Milk isn’t really easy on my stomach so..

Just in case you’re wondering

Well, just...just in case..yeah...well..right...

translation by ifntnews, please take out with full credit

[intuwam]

w.

world building no one asked for. slightly inspired by legend of zelda. including the ragtag crew   [ x ] : june, hyuck, minjae, jaejin, myungsoo, jaehyun, jaejin, junsu ( we have a lot of boys what the fuck ). @urianius​

featuring, the knight academy.

the Knight Academy, similar to hogwarts in creation is a school dedicated to producing knights/soldiers/guards/warriors for the Empire ( that will have a name one of these days ). every recruit dreams of being chosen for the princess’ personal guard, the closest most end up is chosen as guards for the castle grounds, or guards for court members, the cosy jobs. others will end up on the front lines. knights are usually chosen from all around the kingdom, no matter the province, however most boys are required to go into the academy if the kingdom is at a shortage by age 11. 

if not conscripted as a castle guard then they will be either, frontlines, sent to provinces that need control or work for the official court of knights, and complete missions as ordered. some knights end up straying ( deferring ) from their oath and/or inflicted by magic ( think witcher lore for them ) and have a bounty put on their head.

royal guards.

shadow guards.

castle duty.

town/province detail.

front lines.

knights of seven.

the current war is a war against magic ( go figure ). not because magic was seen as some wild dark arts no one heard of but because magic was once used in the kingdom as a means to conquer but the advisor to the king ended up poisoning him and his mind and using the people as test subjects.

the princess now runs the kingdom, after the king was killed and a war broke out between witches and their enchanted creatures ) minions or dark magic some believed to have been transformed from human subjects. though unlikely to admit it, the knights of seven, well renown and respected are known for their particular affinity for magical elements and though humans don’t like to admit it, the only surefire way to destroy these creatures is with magically enhanced weapons or sometimes extensive training. ( for reference on the types of these creatures, i imagine somewhere between orcs, trolls, cyclops, etc, zelda creatures come pretty close to what i envision actually ). 

so the academy was created, a way to harness the body and the mind and forge loyalty to the crown so that a knight may never fall for the temptations of the dark arts. 

knights do not use magic that isn’t approved and for the purpose of enhancing clothing or weaponry. they use enchanted blades stolen from witch compounds as well as clothing but apart from that their bodies and minds are honed by extensive and intensive years at the academy. knights with specific affinities ( elemental for instance: water, fire, air, lightning, ice ) are coveted but all are welcome. 

the affinities, for clarification aren’t enhancements like waterbenders or airbenders, etc, they’re enhancements for weapons. people with lightning affinities their blades are encased in lightning and their clothes are well making them immune to damage from witches who specialize in that and able to wield and last in areas troubled by that kind of magic. 

at the start of the journey, the news comes out that the current knights of seven have gone missing and there was a betrayal, the princess is barricaded in the castle and the war against witches has been a decoy to rid the land of the good magic and spread dark magic throughout the kingdom. the boys - though not exactly graduates, embark on a journey to save their kingdom ( though no one really told them to ) and to maybe see who actually is the fated member of the legend. there are seven of them so - one of them has to be it right? the prophecy says that when the world needs them the most, the knight will emerge.

minjae

so, i think minjae is just good at things, he doesn’t have a particular affinity, though he works best in swordsmanship, that just fits him to me. i think he joined the academy out of boredom yes, but also I never give mina a break so i’m gonna assume in this au she’s been missing ( not kidnapped but missing ). i also think he has nothing against magic because he knows there’s something fishy up, i’ll say that mina was probably accused of dark sorcery as well. 

not a day goes by when he isn’t questioning the academy’s orders and the knight’s guards as well as the entire war and the system, often getting him in a shit ton of trouble and punishments. 

a third year, a pain in everyone’s behind because he doesn’t pay attention but weaponry comes easy to him, i think minjae just has a lot of steam to let go of and he does so through sword-fighting. he’s charming and uses that to get through everything else, battles, assignments he’s missed, morning duty punishments. i like to think minjae is very clever and good at critical thinking, he’s quick on his feet.

he’s the one who suggested they all go on the adventure together, though he has a knack for seeming selfish. he values each team member’s contribution though he can be a little cocky about his own.

minjae gets into a lot of fights, mainly because of his mouth, so his wit is needed to get out of them, or his speed, his speed is the usual option. 

it takes a lot to keep his attention, but the prospect of this adventure seems to be the first time he’s been so readily excited to do something.

( claims to know who the fated knight will be, everyone thinks he’s lying. )

hyuck ( open for changes! )

if there’s anyone more thoroughly uninterested in the gossip about who the next fated knight will be it’s hyuck, though perhaps hyuck has more of an inkling to wonder about it than minjae does. and an even strongest inkling to envy it to avoid his friend’s teasing.

has a good eye, a very good eye and his agility is unmatched except by jaejin, he would have higher marks in stealth if he weren’t so loud all the time but he’s got a better eye than most it’s why he holds the candle in marksmanship, bows and arrows, slingshots and even throwing spears. those are his strengths and it’s something to be proud of really, even minjae can’t match his accuracy. it’s something that comes from survival too and it’s something that the two boys know well. they grew up in provinces affected differently by the war but they still had to survive and for hyuck it was using whatever methods he could to keep the spotlight off him and his family.

it’s the biggest surprise too because while minjae is going in balls to the wall, hyuck always has his back and that’s how the two work together, the same as if hyuck were in unfamiliar territory in a cornered fight, minjae is always watching, always at his side. hyuck probably didn’t expect to have an affinity at all, but minjae often hints that maybe there’s a bit of air affinity with how accurate his shots are ( hyuck just says he thinks too much ).

he doesn’t discuss his reasons for joining the academy, and most people don’t ask as everyone comes from their own walks of life but it’s assumed he wasn’t a volunteer. due to how much he fools around in class he always surprises people with how well he does on his scores, he jokes but he does make sure he knows what’s going on, just because it helps him get around well, and soon it helps them on their journey. it’s the little things, the smaller lessons often left forgotten that hyuck is the one remembering and pointing out when they’re in a pinch.

he doesn’t exactly dislike the idea of them traveling, but he’s well aware of the dangers it poses. still, he and minjae are inseparable. 

jaejin

i’m thinking a lightning affinity. i think he’s very fast, and he would have large marks in stealth that only hyuck can rival. i think jaejin doesn’t discuss his abilities much either, tries not to make a big deal of them as he gets his grasp on them, also because it’s a pretty hard affinity to control and no one wants the attention that comes from having a lightning affinity.

because he is the youngest and the smallest. marksmanship is his skill and stealth, he is the smallest one of the boys as well as the youngest and though it benefits them on missions, he gets the short end of the stick in raw power. jaejin is calculating, which is why he can hold a candle to minjae in witty comebacks but he doesn’t speak up much or voice his ideas.

jaejin keeps to himself and his studies and doesn’t like the bloody nature of battle, which is why he prefers the distance granted to him by lightning. he has studied up on lore but not enough to be interested in who would be chosen and why and his calculations are only enough for angles and such, survival tactics they’e read about but not ones that will save him in quick situations. he’s not a quick-thinker but he is decisive where it matters.

jaejin has admiration for the knight court but never expected to be anything other than a front line guard, sent to be destroyed as fodder for the kingdom’s war. it’s why myungsoo spends so much time training him in combat and minjae in swordsmanship, they worry where he lacks will be his downfall.

jaejin isn’t soft though, his appearance in the academy was not by choice, he was the last one available from his village and such he is here. he didn’t expect to have any bit of use but found that all his time reading and studying paid off.

he is the first to oppose the journey, the first to cry when he has to kill a creature and often babied by the group though they can’t help it. he and minjae argue the most on decisions even if their decisions are both focusing on the right thing they have different methods of getting it.

is rather popular around the academy actually.

myungsoo

conscripted and almost immediately, mainly because he comes from a family of knights, a brother who made it to the royal guard, and another who is a leader on the front lines. myungsoo is expected to be picked as the princess’ fated knight but he has no desire of it, as the shoes to fit for his siblings and family are hard enough. though the knight identities are secret there is a rumor his third brother is a member.

a fire affinity which is why most of his family ends up being coveted knights, fire is strong and easily destructive. myungsoo has a short temper though he isn’t a fan of his affinity and is even less of a fan of the expectations everyone has of him. he and junsu are the eldest along with june though they both treat june like a younger brother. 

in terms of build he is the biggest muscle wise while junsu is the tallest, both spend a lot of time honing their physical and mental minds because of the toll their affinity can take on them. 

myungsoo is always ready for a fight, always, he’s the bravest one amongst them and won’t hesitate to go against the odds. it can be a problem though as he’s sometimes too wiling to rush in without regard to his life, something that they always argue on. he’s also skilled at mending weaponry, and forging it as well, something he’s often spent time teaching minjae about.

easily he and junsu are the parents of the group, the fourth-years. myungsoo is usually the one they all look up to in terms of leadership skills, and just how bright and generous he is, it’s hard to say no to him, if he says to make up they will make up, if he orders an argument to stop it will stop. he is inspiring, has been training to be a knight since he was young and has a very deep sense of honor and commitment. 

junsu

ice affinity! the problem being, most people consider ice affinities to be a corrupted form of water. there are rumors, that junsu’s brother who was a knight became cursed and is now on the run ( there’s also a rather dark rumor that half of his clan was transformed into hideous beasts of dark magic by the witches ). he does not talk about his brother and he does not talk about his affinity, he just knows he has a duty now and it’s to prove his family’s loyalty despite the rumors.

that duty, is pretty bitter for him which is why he dislikes the idea of going out to save the kingdom or the knights where it’s offered him nothing but pain. because he’s taught so much about loyalty, he is the first to suggest they do things together or the first to wish to clear up fights or arguments between the boys, as they are stronger together, very clear-headed. his duty is to family and little by little these boys have become that for him.

very often is the one cooking for the team, and reminding them of how many meals they’ve missed and not to go to far with arguments and such. very much a mood settler, partially because of the water element that’s present in ice, he doesn’t like confrontation and likes things to run smooth. he was arguably, the first to suggest this mission is a bad idea.

he is surprisingly one of the calmer members, very keen on noticing things such as shifts in atmosphere or a spell that might lead to an area trapped in illusions. he is a quick-thinker and will yank minjae or hyuck back from doing something stupid whereas jaejin will say they should learn a lesson and myungsoo is ready to jump on in with them.

june

my sunshine. his affinity is hard to place, sometimes it seems like it’s light, other times water, other times air. june just tries his best to be good at what he does and where people need him. he keeps to himself and isn’t particularly the strongest rather he knows how to use his strength and has a strong build from relentless training he’s been put through. he excels in sword-fighting, excels in his studies, remembers his history well and is decent at strategizing.

he is, thoroughly too gentle for the world of knights leading several questions as to what he’s doing in the academy. some say he was the only one in his town old enough to go, some say his father is a noble and sent him there with a spot in the royal guard already waiting for him when he graduates. despite that, there are a multitude of rumors surrounding where june will end up, his achievements in the academy have made him the topic of discussion and as a fourth year, everyone speculates where he’ll end up.

june however just wants to do what he can to protect those close to him, he thus doesn’t open up easily or entertain such rumors, it’s often hard to place where his loyalty is especially when his first reaction to the journey had been no. he always seems to be working towards something bigger than just the academy and he’s always lost in thought, if he talks to anyone it’s jaehyun. 

he’s never rude though, always smiling and kind and agreeing to help others, he just seems to prefer being under the radar and nothing about his life seems to want to allow it. a pain because minjae can never really turn anyone on june because june is just - june, lovable to a fault. perhaps the only teenage thing about him is how competitive he can get and how much fun the boys have pulling it out of him.

jaehyun

air? i’m feeling air for the kiddo. or maybe air or water? can’t decide really.

jaehyun is quiet, different from how jaejin might light up around his friends, be playful and somewhat of a pain in his age, jaehyun prefers the shadows. jaehyun prefers to jsut be around and not be seen, he’s not hiding anything really, not in the mysterious way that others are, he just doesn’t have much to open up again. he’s a simple kid, with a fascination with doing something - being something even if it isn’t that grand.

his affinity was seen as something of a blessing, something extraordinary so he cultivates it and takes good care of it but he’s not boastful. he’s also very thankful for it because in his opinion it gives him something to work with as he doesn’t have any other spectacular skills. jaehyun is good at strategizing though, it’s something that the others praise him for and they often seek his advice though he doesn’t voice his opinion often and isn’t too boastful about it. he’s very excellent at record keeping and back-tracking, it’s saved their ass on multiple occasions. 

because of his desire to keep to himself it’s a wonder that he joined the boys, but when he’s laughing at a bonfire with them it’s not hard to see he’s found a place he otherwise didn’t have. and something about the adventure, he lights up when he’s discovering things, when he’s been on use, and like any other young knight, the prospect of making a dent in history is thrilling to say the least.