#c:daehyun

[completemessx]

[ @vcinilla​​ ]

“Tal vez algún día me invites a salir...¿o debería pedir una cita con tu secretaria?” lo último lo dice bromeando, pero mantiene un tono serio mientras arruga el ceño, y una de sus manos sube a rascar su barbilla.

[owyukhei]

@fxckminhyuk​, @kangxdaehyun

A floresta não era o lugar mais seguro para aquele horário. A falta dos raios solares era grande. Se ao menos soubesse as horas poderia ficar mais tranquilo, porém, nem isso. Hei encarou o relógio em seu pulso esquerdo, as pilhas haviam parado a algum tempo. Ele soltou um suspiro, percebendo que o grupo com a qual caminhavam, parara. “O que foi agora?”

[leexmaeum]

@dhyunn

Maeum at times wondered if her father had known where her brother was and was keeping an eye out for him. After all, he had put eighteen years of work into him. Even at a cost benefit analysis, it seemed more worthwhile to make him work and use that to repay the loss he had caused. But once he left, she wasn’t sure whether her father would have still cared. She knew deep down he probably did but he wouldn’t dare show it. It seemed for Hwangsun, Lee Daehyun had died the day he booked his one way ticket out of Busan. Rather than taking responsibility, when he had fled, leaving the rest of them to pick up the pieces of the family he had shattered. Things had hardly been perfect  in the Lee household but they had been good. They had worked. Their father was hard on them and he expected a lot, but she had always sympathized with him. He saw them as prodigies who would take over the company. Was it so wrong of him to want his children to be excellent so they could continue the work he did? The pressure was great and it was suffocating but it was bearable so long as the load was distributed. Despite all the difficulties, the Lee children had still produced success. How many years had it been since there had been even a single smile on the faces of her parents? Her own smile had been buried with her dream of bringing her brother back.

This was not the same warmhearted, apologetic welcome she hoped to give Daehyun years ago. It was spiteful, angry. One where she would demand that he take responsibility. Tracking him down, if she had kept up with his whereabouts for years would have been much easier. But there was nothing money couldn’t buy and she had bought his location. Never before having lied to her parents, this was the only time she dared defy them. After all, at least one of their children had to support them right? And she wasn’t sure what she had expected. Maybe she wanted to see her brother thriving. She wanted to see him full of life, living in a way that was superior to the life they had back in Busan. But all she saw was shoddy bartending and measly tips. So what was he living for now that was so superior to the life he had left behind? Maybe she wanted to see that there was a reason beyond his own anger towards their father that kept him grounded in this present life but she saw absolutely nothing. Hair shrouding her features, she sat down at the far end of the counter. “Whatever costs the most on your menu, I’ll have that.” She ordered in English, deciding to taste his newfound skill herself. After all, he always had an affinity towards expensive liquor.

[glriolani-blog]

who are you

This was a risky endeavor and if Iolani had any real sense, she’d turn around and go back to one of the practice rooms and just abandon trying to finish up another unofficial track she wanted to drop before Cinnamon’s comeback really swung into gear. 

But Iolani didn’t have any sense and she was being bold. At least that’s what she told herself to justify walking to the practice room she knew Atlas was in and hanging around until she saw Daehyun. But none of that made this any less nerve racking.

She paced outside the studio room Atlas was using to do dance rehearsals several times. She needed to amp herself up. Being a fan of Atlas had the added pressure of doing this right and hoping he would accept. After all, Daehyun had a great voice and if his personality matched, they could probably have an easy go of recording this track without much issue.

“This is so...” Iolani trailed off before groaning loudly and letting her forehead thud loudly into the wall just beside the door to the dance studio.

@glrdaehyun

[coliincorrect]

Keiji: where is Xiao?

Daehyun: she’s small, she’s probably under something.

[sinfulhymns]

@exordiium

Daehyun was so thankful to lock up the restaurant and leave, it felt like the customers had never wanted to leave so the boy was stuck there for an extra hour. He sighed when he finally pulled up at his boyfriend’s house, hoping he wasn’t too mad that he was way later than he was supposed to be. He tipped toed through the house making his way to Ryan’s room, he opened the door starting to take off his work uniform and grabbed one of Ryan’s shirts, he crawled on top of Ryan flopping on top of him without any warning, he rested his head against his chest and groaned a bit “Sorry if I kept you waiting for me to come home, Today was rough please don’t be mad at me.” 

[coliincorrect]

Daehyun: What's the one thing I asked you NOT to do tonight?

Absinthe: Raise the dead.

Daehyun: And what did you do?

Absinthe: ... Raise the dead.