lgcwenjun

[lgcwenjun]

disbelief starter for @lgcminki

he bursts into his shared studio with minki in pure excitement, there's a sort of adrenaline that's running through him that he can't quite place his finger on. "hyung," he says, and he wastes no time climbing onto their sofa, placing his phone right in front of the older boy's face. "have you read this?"

the article titled MZSD DEBUT is bright against his phone screen and wenjun thinks he sounds a little giddy, a little dazed. "this makes it feel even more official," he says in wonderment, he passes minki his phone, not worrying too much about what exactly his teammate might find there.

here, he feels a little at ease, he feels a little more like he can breathe. he rests his body against the sofa and his smile is wide. "this is crazy, isn't it?" clearly, wenjun's been practicing his korean, with the way the words leave his lips at a rapid speed. "i was going to read the comments myself, but i'm a little nervous. i know how netizens can be but... i want to know what they think of us," he admits.

[lgcwenjun]

New boy group MZSD makes a powerful and bold entrance with “Earth, Wind & Fire” and “ME=”

The much-anticipated 8-member boy group MZSD, from the newly established label USGEN, has officially made its debut with the release of its dual-title singles, “Earth, Wind & Fire” and “ME=.” Comprised of members BK, NOEUL, MK, SAEM, WENJUN, JAZZ, EDEN, and YICHEN, it is projected to be one of the leaders of 5th-generation boy groups through its bold performances, relatable music, and unity.

Formed under the creative guidance of DBSD’s CHOI DAEHYUN, founder of USGEN, MZSD is a project rooted in intention, individuality, and identity. DBSD and MZSD members were involved in both songs’ music and performance production.

Their name, MZSD, symbolizes a split yet connected generational narrative: the “Z” side, full of boundless energy and youthful defiance, and the “M” side, a reflection of the slow but sure path toward adulthood. With each comeback, they aim to tell a different chapter of this coming-of-age story through music. The Z-side title, “Earth, Wind & Fire,” captures the unfiltered, raw, confusing, and somehow chaotic throws of youth’s first loves. Meanwhile, “Me=” represents their M-side: a more introspective, emotionally rich, and confident expression of one’s feelings.

Before its debut, MZSD was introduced through the year-long YouTube series “NEWKIDS NEWDREAMS,” which premiered on May 1, 2024. The series documented the team’s formation, the training process, and the dreams the team carried into the practice room each day. Over the past year, they also released seven pre-debut tracks, offering fans a first look at their artistry and raw potential.

Now, with their official debut underway, they are ready to be the soundtrack of a generation growing up in real time.

[ + / - ] FINALLY! mzsd has finally debuted and i’m so hyped to hear their songs!! i watched their series and i’m so attached to these boys that i’m so excited to see them grow and dominate everything! fighting, mzsd!! [ + / - ] another group is debuting?? isn’t there anything worthwhile to talk about besides that because this happens so often in this industry lmao

#USGEN #DBSD #MZSD

a/n: congratulations to mzsd on their debut! to celebrate their hard work and debut, all of the mzsd members will receive +15 NOTORIETY for this article. you may link this article to your points sheet for reference.

[lgcwenjun]

( open starter )

wenjun had planned on staying late to practice anyway – but not this late. time had passed faster than he’d thought it would, and before he knew it, the skies had turned dark and his body was slowly starting to give way.

his eyes widen at the time. “oh no,” he mumbles to himself. this isn’t good, he has to get back, and soon. wenjun’s always put importance in being able to get enough sleep ( even though he’s sure that something like that would be impossible as an idol. still, while he can, he’ll try.

he grabs his bag and makes his way out of the practice room before he realizes something. shoot. he’d left his phone, and it’s dark. it’s almost completely dark now. and so wenjun stands there, blinking to himself, in hopes that a kind soul would help him grab his phone and hopefully, protect him from any ghosts that might attack him.

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usgen boys!

hongdae.

thankfully, wenjun isn’t completely unfamiliar with this place. so at the very least wenjun doesn’t have to worry about getting lost ( and if he does get lost, he’ll call up one of his members quickly in a panic ). what he is worried about though are the four tasks presented to him. one had been hard enough but four – four? wenjun’s eyes had been wide when he’d heard of the tasks. how in the world was he going to complete all of them? and be successful?

“i don’t know if anyone’s heard of us…” wenjun says to the camera, a little worried. his eyebrows are furrowed, but he can do it! wenjun has to do it! he walks around hongdae, and trying his best to shed off any sort of introvert-ness within him, he approaches whoever he makes eye contact with.

1. one person with any mzsd song in their playlist

somehow he finds someone with an mzsd song in their playlist. he doesn’t know how – but the first person he approaches pulls out their playlist and wenjun is pleasantly surprised to see he’s group’s song there. his excitement is written all over his face, and he responds with a high five.

she doesn’t recognize who wenjun is though. but it’s fine, as long as he’s accomplished part one of his mission. “i’ll work harder,” wenjun says, but he’s smiling, thankful that he’s done with task one.

2. one person to do any mzsd dance challenge

this mission isn’t completely impossible. “i know a good place to go to,” wenjun says, and he heads to where he knows people usually busk. he spots a group of people dressed as dancers, and approaches one of them. somehow he convinces the dancer to perform a dance cover with him. they decide on doom du doom and it only takes a few minutes for wenjun to teach the dancer the moves.

“thank you! please support us!”

3 + 4. one person to sing any mzsd song with them at the noraebang + one person who recognizes them first and give to them your photocard

this. this feels impossible. but wenjun walks into a noraebang, camera in hand and awkwardly walks around until he spots a group of girls singing to a dbsd song. “ah! this, this is the place!” one of them spots him from outside and lets out a scream.

“you’re lai wenjun!” a girl with glasses says, and wenjun turns to his camera in shock… did he also somehow accomplish task four…?

“yes, i am!” he says. “oh… you win this!” he pulls out his photocard, and passes it to the girl. “this is a gift for recognizing me,” he says, face getting a little red. “actually, i was wondering if you’d like to sing… one of our songs with me…?”

the girls reply with screams, and wenjun jumps a bit, but laughs in embarrassment. they settle for new kidz on the block. 

when they’re done, wenjun beams and gives them all a high five.

“mission accomplished!” he smiles to the camera.

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“you’re like a distant memory… ah… what was your name again?” wenjun jokes. but it’s clear that he hasn’t forgotten dongha – it’s kinda of hard to forget a kid like him. at the very least though, wenjun feels himself being transported back in time to when debut hadn’t felt so impending ( and hadn’t completely feared it ).

he furrows his brows, and jokingly pinches dongha’s arm. “hey, you’re just teasing me now,” he points out. but there’s no malice to his voice, instead it’s light laughter as he makes himself comfortable by the mirror. “come on, can’t you do me that favour? i physically hurt myself for your entertainment, you know?” a lie – it’s not like wenjun had done it on purpose, but he still did get hurt.

he stretches a little bit, and he’s hit by some wave of nostalgia. when he used to do this as well, stay back and work on freestyling, nothing too grande. nowadays, he’s been busying himself with debut, and their songs. his schedules slowly piling up more than ever.

wenjun finds that he’s lost in thought for a little too long, and lifts his eyes to meet dongha after a moment. “ah right, let me watch!” he says again, stubborn. “i won’t judge, serious! i’m not even… a good enough dancer to judge,” he laughs. “surprise me!”

“even if you’ve had worse, i’m still concerned!” dongha insists, scanning through the surface of wenjun’s figure to make sure that absolutely nothing is amiss. once he’s certain that there’s no broken bones—at least to his knowledge, for now, dongha nods to himself. “okay, i believe you, hyung. but if i see you stumble again i’m dragging you straight to the hospital!” he announces, stating it as if there’s no room for arguments from wenjun’s side.

dongha rolls his eyes when wenjun teases him, but he doesn’t stop holding wenjun’s hand. he’s not a monster! besides, he did start the joke, assuming wenjun would’ve taken the bait. instead, he squeezes wenjun’s hand as if he’s pretending to crush it under his own. just to be annoying in return.

“really? donghee? that’s the best you can come up with?” he shoves wenjun a little, not enough that it’ll make wenjun lose balance though, still holding onto the older boy. “give me something… cooler, like a stage name. or a superhero name! but make it realistic still, something that still fits my face. don’t tell me you’ve forgotten how i look either!” he whines, a junior pandering to his senior, nothing new. especially with dongha’s eccentrics.

he hums, squinting at the other boy. “no way, i’m too embarrassed! my sunbae, watching me practice…? i’d trip and fall, because i’m too nervous!” he’s just being dramatic, but he does feel a little shy to show wenjun whatever he was working on. “i was just doing some silly dances while workshopping some… freestyle stuff. nothing too grande. was trying to get my game face on!”

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wenjun smiles, thankful to see someone else who’s unable to sleep ( he shouldn’t be thankful that both their sleep schedules are messed up, but still, it’s always nice to see someone else ). he laughs a little, making himself comfortable beside haneul.

“what were you doing before i came?” he asks, eyes gazing over to haneul’s nails, genuinely curious. perhaps talking to haneul might help wenjun with his inability to keep his eyes closed and his brain quiet.

he stretches a little, and sighs. the night is quiet, and for some reason, wenjun feels as though he’s built a good enough relationship with haneul to spill open his worries; even if only just a little. they’ll be groupmates too, so it’s an important aspect. trusting and believing in one another. “i’m a little sad,” he admits out of nowhere. “that our debut… got pushed back.”

The last few months had been some of the highest point of Haneul's short life. After all, how many boys his age can say they were personally hand-picked by a member of one of KPop's biggest groups to be part of their first-ever boy group? Haneul's not one to take things for granted, so he gives his all into being what DBSD and the group need and want him to be.

So he isn't in the best of moods when they're told that all debut preparations are put to a screeching halt due to things that could possibly be his fault... Was it something he said at the leadership meeting? Was it because he lacks too much? Either way, he's always known what his choice is, but the new question is, is he good enough to rightfully choose to stay?

Sensing a new presence in the living room, Haneul looks up from the soft nails he's supposed to be designing for an assignment. He smiles at Wenjun, who has just stumbled into the living room. "Sleeping on the new bed took some getting used to," he admits with a laugh. "Come join me on the couch, Wenjunnie," he pats the space on the couch next to him. He puts on one detail on the nail he's working on, accepting that he won't get to do the next hand as long as Wenjun needs his attention.

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ZHANG HAO BLUE @ INKIGAYO 250309

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"i'm fine dongha," wenjun quickly replies, waving a hand in front of the boy's face. "i've had worse injuries – really. i walked into a mirror once, that was kind of embarrassing. this is nothing." though he becomes more aware of the fact that he'll probably need to work on remembering his glasses at times like these. he can't keep bumping into things, especially with his debut coming up, and being so close.

he manages to stand up thanks to the hold dongha has on his hand, and he decides to laugh it off. wenjun is gonna be a sunbae, he can't look like a complete fool. even if he is one – sort of – at times.

instead, he circles back to what dongha says, and playfully he nudges the boy with his elbow. "oh yeah, i did forget about you. what was your name again? dong... hee?" he jokes. it's clear that wenjun hasn't forgotten about dongha though. despite his apparent bad memory when it came to things like his glasses, he remembers dongha quite well. they were after all, friends.

"what were you doing here? practicing?" he asks, looking around the practice room. "is it a new dance or performance? i feel like i've been so far separated from the rest of you," he sighs. "hm, can i watch? i promise i won't be a distraction!"

dongha isn’t sure what he’s doing so late in the legacy building. he’d like to think he’s the hardworking type, he does have a sort of complex related to his face. because he lacks something so essential visually, he tends to work harder on other aspects, particularly his skills. then again, he’s not entirely certain which path he’d want to go down. especially not at this time. maybe he should just be a variety star—then again, it’s not easy starting off there either.

he does wonder what it’d be like if he was an idol, what type of criticism he might receive when he debuts. dongha forgoes the thoughts, instead pouring out his energy in the practice room for no particular reason. putting in extra effort would surely get him results, even though he doesn’t know where he’d want to allocate those results in the first place. oh well—that’s something for future dongha to worry about!

someone walks into the practice room suddenly, dongha half suspects it’s a ghost and thinks he could make a living off of submitting a verified photo evidence of a ghost—turns out it was just wenjun. not that he’s disappointed. “oh! it feels like it has been so long, i was starting to think you’d forget about me.” he announces, dramatic in his speech, playing with wenjun’s heartstrings playfully. he doesn’t mean it, of course.

“are you okay?” he asks, raising an eyebrow—concerned when wenjun knocks into something. “it’s fine, you can use the practice room. you seem a little… out of it?” he approaches the other boy, holding him up by the arm just in case. it’d be bad if wenjun crashed into something else all of a sudden! “did you hurt yourself?” he wants to make sure that wenjun didn’t just injure himself—he knows wenjun is on his road to debut! he can’t be injured now of all times!

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mznyang – you've got to be kitten me

wenjun has never been much of a cat person. if he had to pick an animal, he'd probably choose something like a fish. fishes are easier to take care of, and don't give you much attitude. if he had to choose a living thing though, plants would be a no brainer.

it's not that he doesn't like cats, it's that cats don't like him. they hiss at him, and seem to completely dislike his existence. wenjun isn't too sure why. had he somehow angered a cat deity in his past life? was that it? was this his retribution?

and then he's informed of the usgen cafe schedule, and the cats. the cats involved in this schedule. this isn't good at all.

he walks into the cafe, fully expecting for the cats to lunge at him. his bag if filled with bandaids, cream, and medicine ( because wenjun can be just a little bit dramatic ).

thankfully, that doesn't happen. if anything most of the cats ignore him ( typical ), and wenjun has no personal grudge against the feline beings for doing so. if anything, he's just glad that he isn't covered in scratch marks. he thinks that this is it, that no cat will want him – until a white cat with long fur mewls softly.

it starts by rubbing itself against wenjun's ankle, purring when wenjun doesn't move away. the mewls increase, and the cat gently paws at wenjun's feet. "oh my god," he says out loud. "you like me?" he looks around him in surprise. "you chose... me?" he gasps, and a smile immediately makes it's way across his face.

he leans downwards, and begins to softly pet the cat. it returns wenjun's affection, and wenjun squeals. "you look so pretty..." he continues petting the cat. it's white, with a pair of blue eyes.

funnily enough, wenjun thinks the cat shares a lot of the same traits as wenjun himself. it seems patient – at least comparatively to the other cats that wenjun's encountered in his life –, and fond of cuddles. it's friendly in a way that wenjun finds endearing, and it meows. a lot. wenjun doesn't know why, but he gives in easily. he always does.

"ah treats...?" it's come to his attention that the cat does seem to enjoy chicken flavoured treats though. so wenjun does just that, allows it to have treats over and over. he doesn't know what the cat rules are in this domain, but it looks so happy and who is wenjun to say no?

he smiles, as he looks on at the cat. he feels as though he didn't choose the cat. if anything, the cat chose him.

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see // starter for @lgcdongha

he stumbles into the practice room with his nose a particularly bright red colour. in truth, wenjun doesn't really expect to see anyone else here at this time of night – mostly because it's late, and because the winter nights in korea are harsh. and while he's thankful for the facilities provided for him as a now confirmed member of mzsd, there were days where he missed these sort of facilities, the ones he'd frequent as a trainee back then.

"so cold, it's so cold," he mumbles to himself, as he enters the practice room. he's foregone wearing his contacts for today, too lazy, and instead had decided on wearing his glasses. only to realize halfway through his journey that he'd left his glasses back at the dorms.

and so, his eyesight is terrible. his astigmatism acting up, and everything looking like fluff. which should be fine, really; until he notices a figure in the practice room and he blinks. "huh?" he tilts his head, taking a step closer. the face seems familiar, but wenjun can't quite make it out. he blinks, rubbing his eyes and it's only when he's a meters away does he realize who it is.

the look of confusion on his face is quickly replaced with one of a smile. "dongha?" he beams, lifting his brows in surprise. it had been a while since he'd been able to see dongha – mzsd's debut taking up a majority of his time. "ah, dongha! what are you doing here?" he asks gently patting his friend's shoulder. "it's so late? shouldn't you be resting?" it's only then does he realize that he's possibly walked in on dongha while he's practicing. "oh, i'm sorry," he quickly adds, putting a hand over his own mouth. "did i disturb you? i can use another practice roo – ouch!" his terrible eyesight makes itself known when his knee bumps into a table by the practice room, and wenjun flinches in pain.

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music show #1 pledge

everything feels as though it's moving at a scarily rapid fire pace – wenjun wonders just how exactly he might be able to keep up with this. debut feels so insanely close, as though he can almost touch it. they have a date in mind now and wenjun thinks he can almost see the finish line.

"each of you has to write down a pledge for if you win first place on music shows."

the idea of winning first place in a music show though, feels a little foreign to wenjun. is it alright for him to wish for something like that? but it'd be a lie if he said the thought had never crossed his mind; after watching countless groups hold trophies and thanking their fans, he wondered if one day that could be him as well – if he could feel that sort of excitement.

he stands in front of the camera, furrowing his brows and feeling a little embarrassed, mostly because he's unsure if it's alright for someone like him to wish for something so badly. he wants to though, he wants to imagine himself winning first place.

"if mzsd were to get first place on a music show!" he begins, smiling wide, cheeks a little red. "then ... i'll promise to sing our debut song while riding on a rollercoaster in lotte world! i'll record myself using a camera, for all our fans to see!" he'll probably look horrible, and his voice might falter a little ( he'll probably be too busy screaming as well ), but they were told to get as creative as they'd like and wenjun thinks this is about as creative as it might be.

"that's a promise!" he beams.

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there's something that's a little magical about falling in love with your best friend – something that wenjun can't quite put into words. something comfortable yet all at the same time exciting about it. he lets himself melt into yoojoon's arm, smile playing on his lips. after allowing his own negative thoughts to take over his brain, this feels as though something he wants – no – something he needs.

and yoojoon has a way with words, as though knowing exactly what wenjun needs to hear. yoojoon's lips against his head has wenjun sighing, melting more and more at each touch. this is nice, he thinks. how nice if this could last forever. if the menacing thoughts in his head wouldn't take over ( he'd been reprimanded to the point of questioning his own capabilities. but yoojoon is gentle reminder that things will be alright ). he wishes he could tilt his head upwards, press a soft kiss against yoojoon's lips. though he's still careful; afraid that they might catch the attention of unwanted eyes.

yoojoon manages to get a chuckle out of him though, and he buries his head even deeper into his boyfriend's chest. "you're saying our hearts are connected?" his voice is teasing as well, though the idea that their hearts are connected has his cheeks turning a bright shade of red. to be connected to yoojoon always. his chest tightens at the thought of it. "my yoojoon radar is connected to yours too," he beams, wrapping his arms tight around his boyfriend.

for a moment though, wenjun juggles with the idea of telling yoojoon or not – but in the end, he decides to do so. after all, yoojoon is his boyfriend, and in truth, wenjun would more than appreciate a listening ear, and his presence.

"i missed you too. a lot, yoojoon," he breathes softly, eyelids slowly fluttering shut before he opens them, lifting his gaze to meet yoojoon's. so handsome, he thinks. "it's just... debut... and..." his voice begins to falter slightly, unable to find the right words to say, or how to describe his own feelings. "we were reprimanded quite a bit. and i feel like... i fall behind, a lot. compared to the other boys," he confessed. "and ... i don't get to see you as often, because we're both so busy. it's like i'm losing my mind, a little. but you make me feel like i don't," he smiles.

It’s a feeling beyond words, something deep and undefinable, but holding Wenjun close always brings Yoojoon a warmth and comfort unlike any other. There’s a pull he can’t resist, a homely solace that fills him as he wraps his arms around Wenjun, drawing him into a hug.

In that instant, the time apart fades away into something distant and unimportant; the world quiets, leaving just the two of them, with Wenjun’s head resting gently on his chest, his own embrace tightening as if to absorb every ounce of this precious moment.

How he’s missed this—missed him.

"How could I miss it?" he murmurs softly, almost to himself, voice dipped to a whisper. "My sad Wenjun radar went off. I have one, you know—it’s connected to my heart, and that’s connected to yours, so I can feel when you need me, even if I’m not there." His words are soft, almost teasing, laced with a chuckle as he tries to lift Wenjun’s spirits, yet every word is true and full of care.

“I’d be so disappointed if I hadn’t known,” he adds with a gentle squeeze, holding Wenjun close, cradling him like he’s the most cherished part of Yoojoon’s world. He presses a tender kiss into Wenjun’s hair, then another, each one a silent reassurance.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asks, his voice calm, patient, then adds after a beat, “Only if you’re ready. You don’t have to right now.” His words drift softly between them, mingling with the cool night air and the familiar, comforting scent of Wenjun. With a gentle smile and all the sincerity he can offer, he whispers, “I missed you.”

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it doesn't take wenjun long to get himself comfortable on minki's bed, squeezing himself close to the older boy as he props the laptop, and begins to scroll through his folders. his entire desktop is messy – his wallpaper a photo of him and his family back in his hometown, and his folders strewn around everywhere.

"me?" wenjun asks, fingers hovering over his keypad as he attempts to find the folder he's stored the movie in. "i'm hiro, hyung! he's like the..." he pauses for a moment, furrows his brows in an attempt to remember the word in korean, "ah, protagonist! and baymax is his best friend, kind of. you'll see."

he already feels a lot lighter like this, at the very least not as burdened by the thought of debut while he busies himself with trying to set up his laptop. his eyes do light up though when he finds the specific folder he's saved the movie in.

at minki's question though, a mischievous smile makes it way across his face and wenjun lightly nudges the older boy with his elbow. "hyung, i can do bad things too you know," he says, voice a little lower. "this movie... i downloaded it illegally to watch. hahaha," wenjun after all isn't particularly known for being a 'rule-breaker', but this much does excite him.

he clicks play and leans back against the wall. "ah, it's starting hyung," he smiles, allowing himself to get more cozied up. "i think you'll really like this movie, and you'll see why you're my baymax," he pauses, and then turns to look at minki, "and why i'm you're hiro!"

this feels like some sort of standstill.

minki isn’t sure where he had gone wrong, if his weird feelings about dancing had gotten in the way of his work ethics. picking out when his anxieties outshone his determination, moments where it’d look like he was slacking off. scrutinizing his every movement, trying to find something amiss. whatever he did that wasn’t enough, whatever he did that hindered their progress so abruptly that their debut was postponed.

he’s working on making up for his shortcomings, that has been the plan from the very beginning. even with this ‘break’ they’ve been given he doesn’t let up on his usual routine. it helps take his mind off of things, keeps his mind focused on bettering himself—for the most part. other times, like when he looks in the mirror after some solo practice, he can see the flaws in his steps. how it could be better. how he could be better.

it’s another day of pushing himself further, of replaying the memories in his head to remember his own mistakes. he’d just finished a post-practice shower when he hears someone at his door. it’s wenjun, and a smile graces his face as the boy sits next to him. he hopes he doesn’t look at tired as he feels—not when wenjun is probably thinking about a lot as it is.

“if i’m baymax, then what does that make you?” minki hadn’t watched the movie yet, but he does know of the character. while he doesn’t know the details, he is curious to see what exactly wenjun has been comparing him to.

“sure we can!” minki replies, never one to say no. it could be nice, taking a moment to truly enjoy a break before they’re thrown into more debut preparations. something at the back of his mind grates at him though, tells him not to slack off again—but he shuts it away.

“are we going to be watching it on your laptop?” he asks. “you bought the movie already? or… are we watching illegally?”

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working on dangerous !

this is absolutely terrifying. wenjun can't quite believe this – has no idea how he'd gotten to this point. not only is he debuting, but he's working on a song for his group with a dbsd member. he feels his hand getting clammy, but he reminds himself that he can't get too starstruck; once he debuts this will be the norm. being around celebrities. still, he can't help that his mind is moving at a thousand kilometres per second, just by looking at hyunbin and daehyun.

still, he wants to show them that he knows what he's talking about. wenjun may be naive ( a lot of people have told him that he is, and he has no reason not to believe them ) – but if there's anything he knows and loves, it's music. even more so because this has to do with his group. with mzsd.

he feels his throat go dry as he listens to the dbsd members discussing the song, but he can't quite help when something pops into his head. the top line of a song. the melody. internally, his heart swells – the top line of a song is after all the melody and lyrics that a vocalist sings over a song's instrumental track. and while wenjun isn't focusing on the lyrics, he thinks he might be of help when it comes to the melody.

he listens to the instrumental one more time, and as he does so, he begins to hum a melody under his breath, once, twice and then until he thinks it suits the song. it's not perfect yet though, it doesn't feel great, but he's locked in now, and he thinks he may have slowly found footing on this.

"hm," he begins, and he gestures to a portion of the chorus, "this part – do you think this would work, sunbaenim?" nervously, he begins to sing the melody, before he tries again. they continue playing the song, and wenjun gives his ideas and inputs, melodies he thinks would suit the song; it feels bright, but at the same time he feels as though the added melody may give it a little something that'll appeal to the general public.

this and the fact that he's able to even work under the mentorship of daehyun and hyunbin has his heart racing. it feels like a dream, a wonderful dream he hopes he never has to wake up from.

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wenjun blinks in surprise at the realization that byeongkwan was there. in truth, he'd thought that he'd have this time to himself, had figured that maybe the other boys would've been sound asleep by now. that if anything, it would be wenjun's mind running wild.

but byeongkwan's presence isn't unwelcome, if anything, wenjun thinks it might be good to have someone else here right now, just in case his thoughts begin to consume him.

he shakes his head and smiles. "i didn't think anyone would be here too," he replies. he watches as the older boy moves to a corner, far away from him and after a moment, decides to follow him. silently, wenjun makes his way closer to byeongkwan, before he leans his arm against the older boy's.

"it's weird if we're so far apart," he mutters, feeling the breeze against his cheek. "we don't have to talk or anything... i just thought it would be nice to know neither of us are alone. or something... like that."

Byeongkwan lies in bed, wide awake with his eyes glued to the ceiling. He's convinced himself that if he kept this one-sided staring contest up long enough, it would finally open up and swallow him whole. He'd much rather that face that than an empty practice room or a dorm full of disgruntled trainees still dealing with the fall out from their last group meeting.

Unable to will himself to disappear, he remains in his bed, mind riddled with nagging thoughts and doubts unending. No matter how much he'd tossed, turned, and rolled over onto each side. Eventually, he rises to his feet, taking note of the empty bunks around him as he makes his way up onto the roof. At least he could be alone there -

Or so he thought.

"Hey..." he mutters quietly, hands tucked away in the pockets of his sweatpants. "I, uh, didn't think anyone was going to be up here... We don't have to talk or anything, I'll just..." His shoulders shrug awkwardly, shuffling over to a corner furthest away from Wenjun near the door, dropping into a squat. Then a lean, and finally a sit. His head rocks back against the wall with a deep sigh.

[lgcwenjun]

wenjun free time!

wenjun spent most of his free time talking to his mother on the phone, anxious and worried about whether or not this was the right path for him. he felt as though he was homesick, and hearing his mother's voice helped him a lot.

he also spent a lot of his time back at his old part-time job. while he isn't working there any longer, he remains close with the owner of the flower shop. the flowers give him a sense of peace and calmness, and he enjoys being around them. he'd spend his time there, drinking coffee, and talking about life with the owners. on occasion, he'd meet some regular customers that would ask him about his whereabouts, to which wenjun would say that he's been busy without sharing much more.

wenjun has also been rewatching big hero 6 with his member, minki who he has nicknamed his personal 'baymax'. he'd watched that movie a while back with minki and for some reason rewatching it brought him the comfort that he needed after a harsh scolding from the higher ups.

he has been catching up with childhood friends from china, asking them about their lives and learning about what they've been doing. some have graduated, some have plans to get married whilst others were still in the midst of figuring out their future. this perspective was exactly what wenjun needed to see that everyone was going at their own pace.

aside from that, wenjun has been practicing his korean and english, and working on his languages. he's been reading more books in hopes that he's able to one day catch up with his members, and express himself better. it's been frustrating to him how he's been unable to truly express his thoughts without having to pause ever so often to think of the proper word to say.

[lgcwenjun]

wenjun solo ( moving into the dorms )

life moves fast for wenjun – truly, it does. he's not sure how he'd ended up in this situation so quickly. no, he actually does. he'd spent years dreaming of pursuing music, without actually thinking he had the ability to. his lack of confidence stemmed from his upbringing, and the people he'd surrounded himself with back at home, despite his mother constantly cheering him on.

and then legacy happened, he'd gotten a spot in. and soon enough, he'd been pulled into a debut group. nknd – now known as mzsd. his debut finalized. but that wasn't of course without any hitches. wenjun struggled, had gotten criticism for his lack of talent, his inability to catch up as quickly as his peers. and he understood, all the criticism was valid, and it only urged him to want to work harder.

at some point he'd thought he'd gotten the hang of it, only to realize that once again they weren't up to standard. that wenjun was lacking, and given the decision of whether to continue on this journey or not. in truth, he'd struggled, unknowing of where this path would take him. sleepless nights, and phone calls with his mother, talking about his dream, about whether or not this should be something he should be doing.

"but you've wanted this for a long time haven't you, wenjun?" her words were soft, kind. "if it's tiring you can quit. but don't quit and regret never trying."

and so he'd picked himself up, realized that he could no longer live a life like this; constantly in fear. it was exactly how he'd found himself in this situation, moving out of the trainee dorms and into the mzsd dorms.

change had always been something wenjun feared, something that he struggled to accept. but this was the kind of change that he knew would be good. a change in scenery, albeit further away from the rest of the lgc idols, but with a group of people he knew he'd soon grow to love.

the mzsd members, wenjun learned, weren't hard to love at all. if anything, they were people he couldn't wait to share his future with.

he carries his luggage in and smiles. "home," he mumbles to himself, taking in the scenery. this would be his new home.