#never understand jaerim

[sad-sero]

EHHH so I uh finished never understand again and LORD god do I love that manhwa I just WIAH THERE WAS MORE even tho it did mentally destroy me multiple times. Absolutely loved the spicy scene between jaerim and yuri in incorrigible as well 🫣 bros a freak.

ANYWAY have some stuff I’m working on!!! And silly yuri doodle (he’s so silly)

My refs <3 he’s so pretty goodness

Anyway READ never understand it’s such a good manhwa the characters are all fucking flawed but it’s such a good story <3

[remrse]

playing it cool never works for jaerim. he's not the kind of person who could act like he didn't care, or walk past someone he cared about pretending he didn't see them. even if he tried, it’d be a pretty lousy attempt that would only betray his façade and reveal the truth about how he really felt. he's always been someone who wears his heart on his sleeve, despite the countless times he had gotten hurt from that. just as a leopard never changes its spots, jaerim is the fool that never learns.

he had expected raon to avoid him after that night at the benefit. they had, after all, crossed the line they had sworn off all these years. there was a lot to unpack with that change in dynamic (he wouldn't want to call it a mistake, unless she thought of it as one) and he understands that it could've been overwhelming for her. he had called her a few times, all of which went to voice mail. maybe she was just busy. (he was too, with the gallery's opening, but why was she on his mind during every pocket of free time he had?)

after a couple of unread messages and a very incriminating gossip girl post, he finally understands why she was avoiding him. this is when he should've sent her another message, explaining all that was possibly running through her mind, but he realises that he had reached a roadblock himself too. if even he didn't know the answer to this quandary, how could he explain it to her? he misses her and contemplates showing up at the bar she works at, knowing she couldn't turn a customer away, but never plucked up the courage for that.

it was a reflex, showing up by her side when she had gotten wine all over her clothes. he had forgotten the cold war they were having (or at least, a war she had commenced and a poor defence on his end) when he swooped in to put his jacket around her, taking her away from the prying gazes basking in her demise. they left yutnori and he leads her into a staff lounge at the museum, where he had left an extra set of clothing and some toiletries to freshen himself up between breaks.

"i only have an extra suit, but i think the pants would be far too long for you. this should be enough, though." he hands her his white buttoned down shirt and the towel he had gotten from the trunk he came with in the morning. "most people had left for the refreshment party so the museum is pretty much empty. don't worry, just change into this."

SCANDALOUS ft. @ra0n

[theweirdspacejellyfish]

bl complete manga rec pt 3

semantic error by jeosuri, angy - 93 chapters and shounen ai/comedy/romance/school life

summary: computer science major chu sangwoo is the epitome of an inflexible and strict rule-abiding person. while working on a liberal arts group project with freeloaders who dont put in any effort. sangwoo reasonably decides to remove their names from the presentation. but he didnt imagine how involved he would become with the person whose study abroad plans were messed up because of that project. the involved person: the campus star who everyone knows, department of design's jang jaeyong. he has everything from skils, looks, family background and good relationships except for 1 big problem: chu sangwoo. what happens when an engineer and an artist whose personalities are like oil and water have to work together? jang jaeyong is like a semantic error in the perfect world of chu sangwoo. will sangwoo be able to debug this?

never understand by Bbong - 85 chapters - comedy/drama/romance/school life/shounen ai

summary: Yuri, one of the school's most handsome guys, and jaerim, one of the school's ugliest, collide!... or dont they... cant understand whats going on between these two! its out of control!!

my darling signed in by dimang, new lung - 77 chapters and comedy/romance/shounen ai

summary: jaehyun may be the composed upperclassman on campus, but he secretly plays the hottest elven diva online with a love of pricey costumes. he meets eunsung, a handsome first year with deep pockets guarding his own secrets, at a school event. they connect instantly, but what begins as a sweet challenge becomes a risky game of affection on and offline

tasuketa yakuza ni nerawaretemasu by makina yoichi - chapters 4 - smut/action/romance

summary: tanaka koutarou, a taxi driver who works in the countryside, loves his uneventful life more than anything. one day, he ends up saving a yakuza, kurokawa hozumi, whose abdomen was bleeding. a few weeks later, under the guise of attempting to return the favor, hozumi pins koutarou down... " I'll do my best to entertain you"

[yominna]

[rozaviye]

matching never understand icons:)

[mrakobaby]

out of control

like or reblog n don't repost

[tangerinetangerinetangerine]

The many eyes of Yuri

Out of Control / Never Understand - Bbong

[eatsbop]

*takes deep breath*

You know. I spent so many years getting rid of the half and half part ONLY FOR YOU NOW TO SHOW ME

THAT THIS GUY WITH THE WORST HALF AND HALF HAIR GETS THE MAN

Let me punch someone.

[marinktgawa]

፧⠀⠀ never understand

⠀⠀©⠀like or reblog if save

[shiro-srainbow]

Yo también quise unirme a esto uwu

Llevo mucho tiempo sin dibujar a digital, así que este es el resultado QwQ

[ziyasmells]

did anyone else noticed it or is it just me

just me? aight

[acridcandy]

jaerim ⏤

"you haven't been talking to mommy aera." the child points out, painfully honest, as children always are. another chimes in, "you didn't fight, did you?" "daddy jaerim and mommy aera broke up!" someone shrieked, possibly junho, the loudest of the bunch. jaerim would scoop them up, silence them with some sweets and assure them that they "didn’t break up" (they were never together but children believe what they want to and neither of them felt the need to correct them anyway), whatever would help to keep the ruckus down, but he had gotten some paint on his hands and it was simply impossible to manage this bunch without her help. as if to make matters worse, someone else starts crying, but before he could attend to them, he finds her standing before him, hand in hand with dakyung, the smallest but feistiest of them all. (she always gets her way, not because she's strong but because no one can say no to her.) it was clear the kids had joined cahoots to bring them together, after weeks of suffocating radio silence between them. "um," his eyes meet hers for the first time in weeks, "i think i'm gonna need your help with this mess."

REVERIE ft. @acridcandy

in the end, everything is at the mercy of perception. no matter the laborious might it takes to craft and maintain a positive image, it's a frangible house of cards, standing with the potential to collapse at even the slightest disturbance. it's something that's not specifically taught to aera, but a lesson acquired over the course of time as the daughter of plutocrats. so it only makes sense that her original reasoning for volunteering at an orphanage was purely for image boosting purposes; there's some hope that she's caught donating her leisure time to encourage destitute children, as if the idea comes as natural to her as a shopping trip.

what she doesn't account for is it to become an oasis in between those steel walls, enraptured by the children and all of their quirks and jaerim standing at the helm of it all, with his boyish smiles and congenial charm. the orphanage exists as it's own world outside of reality where they fulfill the paternal roles that remain vacant for them, where class, reputation, hearsay, and all that intermingles within doest factor here, almost untouchable. ( jaerim only existed in rumors and passing glances before, but she can understand his reputation now. )

but then gossip girl crashes into her life like a bull in a china shop, damaging everything within her path and punting the meticulously crafted mask off aera's face, unveiling the rotting person underneath. and as she's left to pick up the pieces of her life in gossip girl's wake, there's nothing but uncertainty about how to put her wonderland back together again. especially when her contact with jaerim has reduced to almost zero with how he damn near scurries away whenever they're remotely in the same vicinity, tail tucked between his legs. he isn't yoojung ⏤ she can't bulldoze her way into his life as if it would fix everything, and even if she could, what could she do when facing him? what would she say? so she yields to his implicit request as long as that question remains unanswered and maintains space from him.

unfortunately, children are much more perceptive than adults comprehend.

such is the case when she finds herself surrounded by a group of girls, coating holographic nail polish upon bitsy fingernails ( aera mentions her collection once in passing and they make sure to harass her about it every time she stops by. it's been two months before she gives in to peer pressure. ) while they prattle on about some cartoon they were currently invested in, sitting at a table a good distance away from jaerim. she doesn't remember the name of the show but makes attempts to mirror their vigor anyway. it's all fun and games until junho's daddy jaerim and mommy aera broke up! reverberates within the room like a call to arms, and the mood shifts without warning as if she's a criminal on trial, rapid fire questions shooting her way. ( "is it true? did you guys break up?" "did he cheat on you? did you cheat on him?" "is that why you guys aren't talking?" "who's gonna take the dog?" what dog, yura? "there was a dog!" )

yura is now falling over while minji isn't taking no for an answer, and jumbled words get caught in aera's throat, perplexed at how quickly things descended into chaos. before she can answer a young hand wraps around her own, dakyung separating her from one rowdy bunch to the next, en route to jaerim as if she's stating enough is enough. weeks seems like years since their last conversation, and it's easy to conclude that things have disintegrated between them if the stiff atmosphere is obvious to kids as well. giving him a smile that doesn't meet her eyes, she turns towards the group with a yell of "everyone! we didn't break up," before making her way to the sobbing iseul, a girl that always wore her heart on her sleeve, "we didn't break up, but ... we did get into a fight. i didn't know how to make up with him." she announces while brushing the girl's tears away. was it the truth? not exactly. did they need to know that? not at all.

"tell him you're sorry and you didn't mean it!" junho yells again, as if that was the key to fixing everything.

in order to pacify the group she follows instructions, facing jaerim once more while cradling the young girl on her hip, "i'm sorry, jaerim. i shouldn't of took your paints without your permission," as her lips form a flat line, as if in deep remorse; though within her gaze it reads to please go along with this so the kids can stop prodding.

[fuck1ngclown]

「 𝐼𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝒩𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒰𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹 」 -  𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐... 🎔

  ☻ 𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑒 ❧

  ☻ 𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑘𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑜𝑛𝑎 𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝑠𝑖 𝑣𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟��𝑎𝑟 ❧

[yominna]

He’s so cute - Jaerim | Never Understand

[chewietsuyu]

listen i know, i know. but he is literally so cute. do i ship it? yes. should i ship it? probably not

edit: ARRGGRGRGRGRG I HATE THIS BITCH 😠😠😠😠👊👊👊

another edit: you know what i kinda like him

[remrse]

16lies

(...) and in yet another measured move, she takes a step closer to him. lips hover inches from his, close enough to taste her honeyed grapefruit-flavored breath before pressing her lips against his. this time, the fever high of fraught kisses is replaced with a kiss that is so chaste and tender, almost to the point of being uncomfortably intimate. it’s not them; it has never been them. (that’s how you win a war.) slowly pulls herself away from him, “i’ve missed you.”

ask jaerim which ex he had loved the most and he might tell you it’s seulki. then again, ask him which ex he hates the most and he’ll find the same name at the tip of his tongue.

here’s the thing: he can’t tell if it really was love, or if he’s confusing the intensity of the emotions she put him through for love. he's yet to fathom the hatred he thinks he harbours towards her, and whether or not it's fuelled by a passion that only seulki can ignite in him, one that translates into the way they ravage each other behind closed doors.

there had not been a peaceful day throughout the course of their relationship—if they weren't screaming at each other, they would be ripping each other's clothes off. their fight for dominance never ends, it only manifests itself in different ways.

there are a million questions that run through his mind when it comes to jin seulki: why is she still on his speed dial years after they’ve broken up? why is it her doorstep he shows up at when alcohol is tampering with his ability to think straight? why does he always want her to stay for breakfast the morning after? why does it ruin his day when gossip girl posts about her and a potential love interest, when he barely even flinches at gossip girl’s posts about him?

most of all, he’s still debating if he could ever hate her. could he really, when he’s soared to heaven and plummeted into the trenches of hell with her, all while holding hands like inseparable lovers that even heaven and hell can’t separate? could he ever bring himself to truly detest a hair on her head?

it's difficult to explain his relationship with seulki to a third party. friends have never understood it (and for good reason)—even he struggles to comprehend it. it's hard to understand why he constantly chases the high she gives him, when the lows hit harder than a brutal fall from the edge of a cliff. it's hard to understand why in a room full of people dressed to the nines, his eyes had so easily found her, almost as if he had been looking for her.

just for tonight, he has an inkling why. he finds his gaze wandering down south, tracing the curves her dress did an exquisite job in accentuating. it's the dress; his dress. he'll recognise it any day—it's the one dress he's always careful not to rip, because he wants to see her in it again.

she spares him no time to collect his thoughts (too much was running through his mind when he saw her in that dress), or to create an appropriate distance between them just in case anyone was watching���not even the chance to return a hello.

his breath hitches when he feels the familiar pair of lips pressed against him in the most unfamiliar way—tender, public, nothing like the kisses they usually share in secrecy—and he entertains the thought of deepening the kiss, curious about how either of them would handle such foreign intimacy.

when she pulls away, a myriad of emotions ran through him. he enjoyed the kiss, he might even want more, but he's confused why it happened. he realises people were watching, and there's no way she didn't know that. then anger hits him. she was doing it on purpose.

"what the fuck?" he breathes out, grabbing her arm and dragging her with him towards an empty room. he needed answers, but he didn't need the rest of the world listening in on them. not when gossip girl is only a text message away; not when seryung was standing amidst that very crowd.

he swipes his thumb across his lips, finding residue of smeared lipstick on it. usually he'd enjoy it, watching her paint the canvas of his skin with her signature red, but tonight, too much was at stake. "what was that about?" he demands, pulling her into an empty room, slamming its door behind her. "people were watching."