#@junsoe

[heretherebedork]

He confesses something personal feeling like he had a friend, feeling like he could be himself, realizing something because of their connection only to lose it all to a betrayal.

And he was so, so brave and still confronted him and made sure they knew how he felt and how hurt he was despite all of it. He listened to them long enough to know, for certain, what's happening and then he just goes in and confronts them.

Doha is the best and bravest boy in all the land and I adore him. He's sweet and kind and strong despite everything and despite his own fears and he never just lets thing happen or go. He stands up for people and himself and I love him so, so much.

[fadinglights]

“what  is  it,  then?”  their  conversation  from  last  night  hasn’t  evaded  him.  “would  you  kill  me  if  i  was  a  zombie  in  an  apocalypse?”  it’s  a  silly  question  —  he  knows  it  is  a  silly  question  and  zombies  are  disgusting,  but  it  doesn’t  stop  him  from  asking.  a  recent  finding  he’s  learnt  about  falling  in  love  is  that  it  makes  him  curious  about  them  in  every  possible  way.  it’s  terrible,  really.   / @solisocasum

[lilacsongs]

“how  long  have  i  been  asleep?”  / @artisn

[honghwalvr]

2 > 3

m.list atz.list

genre: fan fiction, friends to lovers, college/highschool themes

wC: 1k

- synopsis: after taking a bad fall and losing your memories, seonghwa, your best friend, takes it upon himself to make you remember him and in the process, you both remember how much you love each other

pairings: senior!seonghwa x senior!reader

- warnings: amnesia, underage drinking, swear words, smut

Going “Home”

After Seonghwa explained everything that had happened, you were thunderstruck.

"I jumped off this Kai guy's garage?! Wow, I would've never guessed I was so daring."

"You usually aren't," Seonghwa said, now that the room was empty except for the two of you. "But high school parties always brought out that spontaneity in you," he smiled.

"How long did it take to bring me back to life?" you asked curiously. This guy had brought you back from almost drowning.

"A little longer than it should have with CPR. I was worried sick about you; I thought I messed up big time until you woke up. Then the interesting thing happened..."

Your brows furrowed. "What 'interesting thing'?"

"You asked who I was. That's right when the ambulance came rushing into the yard and took both of us. Your parents, Hyejin and Junso, didn't believe me that you had forgotten me until now, when it's clear you've forgotten them too."

You nodded sullenly. "That must really suck for them, that I can't remember them. It'll take a while to get used to them being my parents and stuff, growing back into calling them Mom and Dad."

Seonghwa nodded. "You had friends other than me, just in case you were wondering. At school, you're part of the popular kids."

Your eyes widened. "I am? God, I must be pretty," you exclaimed.

Seonghwa nodded. "Yeah, you are. The prettiest girl in our grade—we're in our senior year, by the way. We're graduating in a week. But aside from that," he continued, standing up, "you're friends with the hottest guys in school."

You raised an eyebrow. "You must be one of them, I'm assuming?" He grinned, running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah. Then there's Kim Hongjoong, Jeong Yunho, Kang Yeosang, Choi San, Song Mingi, Jung Wooyoung, and Choi Jongho. You and Wooyoung are closest, after me, since you're close in age," he finished, and you nodded, sitting up in your bed.

"Do you know when I'm allowed out of here? I'm tired of being here," you grumbled, just as a nurse, doctor, and your supposed parents walked in.

"Good news, Kyung-jin—you can go home today!" the doctor said. Your brows furrowed once more.

"My name is Kyung-jin?"

"Yeah, Jeon Kyung-jin," the doctor replied with a smile. You nodded and repeated the name several times over in your head.

As you walked into your house, you gasped. The outside was already gorgeous, but the inside?

It was freaking magical.

"This... this is where I lived?" you asked your parents, turning your head to face them.

"Yes, dear. And I know it'll take some time to get used to everything, especially your room, but we'll be here for you," your mom said, rubbing a gentle hand on your back.

And although they were strangers in your mind, the feeling of motherly love was there.

"Let me take you to your room," Seonghwa said. He tagged along because your parents allowed him to. Not that you were complaining—it was nice to have someone your age around in these moments.

He helped you up the stairs, as you were on crutches because your leg didn't heal as well as your arm, which only turned out to be a broken hand anyway.

When you opened the door to your room, you gasped for the third time.

"The old me had good taste..." you said, walking in.

"Yeah. You were really into a lot of sex-song artists," Seonghwa said with a smile, his hands in his back pockets as he leaned against your doorframe.

"Chase Atlantic... I don't fully remember them, but I'm sure the second I hear a song, I'll be a fan all over again."

Seonghwa nodded before pushing himself off the frame and walking in behind you.

"You have some Polaroids of us and with us in here," he said, walking to your bed. It had a canopy, and around the square frame was a string connecting all the pictures Seonghwa was talking about.

"Woah... I was really friends with you guys," you marvel at all the pictures. "Who's who? I know which ones are you, obviously," you say, looking at all the photos Seonghwa placed on your desk.

"Well, that's San, the really buff one. That's Yeosang, the one who looks like he's under a stage. That's Mingi with the blue hair. That's Jongho; he's the youngest. That's Wooyoung, and right next to him is Hongjoong, and that's Yunho.

"You and I are the closest, but you and Wooyoung are also very close," Seonghwa explains, and you nod.

You point to the picture of Wooyoung and Hongjoong. "Who's the eldest? Between them, I mean."

"Hongjoong. I'm the eldest of our group, and you're right between Mingi and Wooyoung."

You nod again. "How does the group go in order?"

"Me, Hongjoong, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Mingi, you, Wooyoung, and Jongho. Nine freakishly hot teens," he says with a smile, and you grin.

"I can kind of see why we're close. Not that I can explain it, but I feel it," you say suddenly. Seonghwa smiles and puts all the photos back up.

"Here, let me help you to bed," he says, helping you crutch over and lay down comfortably on your bed.

"You'll probably still be on crutches up until graduation or the day before, so I guess I'll see you then. My contact in your phone is 'Mother' with a moaning emoji and a kiss emoji.

"Don't ask me why," he says with a smile, making you smile too.

"I feel like the old me had every right to name you that. What about the others? How will I know who's who, since I have such bizarre names for you all?"

"We have a group chat that you named. It's called 'A-Tease,' for some reason. You'll know by the profile pictures," he says as he walks over to your room door.

Just as he's about to walk through, you call out to him.

"Seonghwa?"

"Hmm?"

"Thank you."

He smiles before nodding. "No problem."

[thatssummer]

tagged by @hoforwonho and @junsoe: post the top 5 songs from your 'on repeat' playlist

tagging @sillyabtmusic @fairyjiu @taeraenini @kimkaitual @nfly5 @donghyuckkies @kingleedo @rosieposie

[byunsreverie]

I was tagged by @junsoe to share my receiptify for the month 💘💖💞💗 thank you 🤗

I don't remember who uses Spotify or not so I'm just tagging some people (no pressure) 💖💘💓

@kimkaitual, @babyueare, @miabbh, @yoonkyoong, @baekhyunsbestie, @hyuck-xix, @bunnybbh, @keroinnie

[wohyunz]

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junsoe » wohyunz

[sevencoloredstar]

🌻 Apryl 🌷 tagged by @epiphanytear to share receiptify thank you Epiphany 💜

taggin' @junsoe @aprylynn @jinstronaut @woozification @kveom if you want to <3 🐣

[fairyjiu]

i was tagged by @junsoe & @demainest to share the first 5 songs from my on-repeat playlist

please pretend to be surprised.

i am tagging: @reveloser @jinjjayo @moonsua & @rvsirene

[fadinglights]

"i'll  wait  and  see  for  myself."  june  responds  with  a  playfully  sceptical  smile,  relishing  in  the  comfortable  banter,  although  she  didn't  expect  it.  freshly  made  breakfast  goes  beyond  what  she  would  typically  anticipate  from  a  casual  fling  on  a  lonely  new  year's  eve,  but  she  wouldn't  turn  it  down.  "she  is  definitely  right.  it's  one  of  the  most  important  skills  to  have  in  life."  she  nods.  "of  course,  it  matters.  someone's  got  to  make  sure  everything  is  running  smoothly."  while  she  isn't  much  of  a  fixer  herself,  she  appreciates  those  who  are  skilled  in  the  craft.  "i'm  a  dancer."  she  takes  a  small  sip  of  her  coffee,  which  is  black  and  packed  with  caffeine,  just  the  way  she  likes  it.  "also  not  that  exciting/"  she  adds,  despite  how  movies  and  books  tend  to  romanticise  the  vocation.  "it's  mostly  just  practising  until  you  can't  take  it  anymore,  rest,  and  repeat."

"i only speak the truth." carter responds. and he did, for the most part, with the exception of a little white lie here and there. honesty was a big thing for him. one too many times had he been hurt by liars.

when she asks him about his career, he shakes his head. "no chef. just grew up in a single mom household with all girls. made sure all of her kids knew how to make a meal, myself included. thought it was an important skill to have and i must say, she is right." smiles. "i'm actually an electrician. not nearly as exciting, but i suppose what i do matters." shrugs. "what about you? what sort of career path have you chosen, if you don't mind me asking?" // @fadinglights

[fadinglights]

“a  little  bird  told  me  you  were  thinking  about  me.”  the  little  bird  being  no  one  other  than  daeho  himself  —  with  the  added  text  that  he’d  rather  junso  stay  two  blocks  away  from  him.  well,  it  just  shows  how  little  daeho  knows  about  junso  if  he  thinks  a  warning  like  this  will  accomplish  anything  other  than  leading  junso  to  his  doorsteps.  “so,  ta-da!” / @solisocasum

[lilacsongs]

“it’s  my  jacket  now  —  we’ve  bonded  well  over  the  past  week.  it  looks  better  on  me,  anyway.” / @artisn

[hongberries]

i was tagged by @junsoe to share this month receiptify. added the artist as well for some perspective. it is important to me that you know i am listening to women even if the top songs could lead you to think otherwise.

tagging @hoforwonho, @sillyabtmusic & @atlantis-area

[luccries]

oh junso so sweet 😭😭😭😭

me when she rememerbs 😭😭😭😭 meee when she rmemebers 😭😭😭

NTO RLERVANT BUT THEY RMEMEBRWF MY EIGTH GRADE OCS

VOMITS

[lilacsongs]

a  surge  of  warmth  rushes  to  his  skin  from  the  compliment  —  one  that  he  should  be  used  to  by  now,  having  heard  it  a  countless  time  for  as  long  as  he’s  lived  —  but  it  feels  different  coming  from  river.  is  it  normal  for  his  heart  to  be  beating  fast  from  river’s  light  tap  alone?  “does  it?”  he  laughs  softly,  “sounds  like  i  should  be  running  for  the  beauty  pageant,  then.”

haejoon is an actor but so is river and he can see the fake tears from ten miles away. nevertheless, he lets the act melt his heart and indulges his intoxicated co-star. “ i do find you very handsome but this, ” he taps a finger over haejoon's heart, “ makes you the most beautiful around. ” thankfully, haejoon won't remember a word come morning.

[wohyunz]

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