#haejoon — threads.

[lilacsongs]

“y’know  what  —  i’ve  alway  thought  you  were  the  prettiest  person  around.” / @artisn

[tirralirralirra]

A (not comprehensive) thread of iconic, Wanan-style faces in the No Home/집이없어 animation! Because as much as I enjoy the animation adaption, Wanan’s original style has so much flavor and character to appreciate! (GO READ THE COMIC!!!)

See more below cut!

Often visible in the background characters!

Poor Haejoon…really kicking a guy when he’s down

God this one gets me every time, just Eunyung’s little face help

Love how Haejoon stuffs his cheeks when eating

Eunyung…

EUNYUNG….

Me too Haejoon, me too

Just very >:O

Rip

Just 😶😶

clean ✨

pain

Their bickering…

Oh Eunyung…

Haejoon’s default >:| is my favorite

No comment here just more Eunyung

[Deleted one here that's in my twitter thread because of the tumblr post image limit lol]

This whole exchange…

Maybe the best one so far

A variation on that

He’s so embarrassed

THIS ONE IS MY FAVORITE

End (for now)

I mighta missed a few here and there but I think that’s most of them.

[hrskitaek]

shadow

with @haejoonhrs, post-shift at the bar, late.

the world is quiet when he gets off his shift. a technical early morning, but it still feels like night. the weather’s pushing into the start of summer, and the heat is still lingering, left over from that sweltering midday sun. kitaek hopes it’ll rain again, but he doesn’t bothering opening up the weather app on his phone. false promises, or maybe just a let down. his phone stays in his pocket, and he lights a cigarette instead. ignores the slurred voices of drunk old men staggering their way past him, back to homes with disappointed wives waiting in bed. he exhales out and turns from their retreating figures. away from the parking lot, away from the road. 

sidesteps over a shin-high fence instead, something rusting and meant to keep tipsy drivers from barreling past it if a barkeep forgot to collect their keys before closing. into the weeds, and kitaek keeps an eye open for curled up snakes as he ventures out further. 

there’s no larger reason, he doesn’t have a destination in mind, exactly. but he likes to clear his head, likes to wander. especially at this hour, when the dark’s started to wonder if it should disappear and everything is a wash of midnight blue. it’s always silent, but in a comforting way. less like a murmur snuffed out, sentences stuck halfway out of throats, like whoever was talking might’ve been saying something in particular about him. this is different, calm. like it’s supposed to be quiet. just the crack of dry grass and the lonely flair of his cigarette to guide him --  stops every so often to ash it over barren stretch of rocks. he’s already got one arson cover up, he’s not so sure there’s room for another. 

kitaek hops another small fence, this one a little taller. knows how to avoid the tangled up old barbed wire near the top -- a remnant from an angry farmer years ago. he’s left wondering whether he wants to venture out toward the forest or somewhere else, back toward town maybe, when he hears it. a loud shuffle of feet, and a strangled, yelping swear of a trespasser -- not that kitaek has any right to talk, but this is a different sort of trespasser. a trespasser of the town itself. 

he might’ve been more surprised if they weren’t all caught up in the fence, one leg still raised and his fingers busy trying to dislodge himself. kitaek doesn’t bother helping him out, just snorts in amusement. “you’re a shitty tail.” he does inch in closer though, head tipping with a glare he hopes haejoon can make out.

“out here all alone?”

it sounds just as unsettling as he’d intended. serves him right, the jackass.

[tintedpeach]

@carvedsin

It was exceptionally hot today. That’s all the blonde could really think about as he watched his Friend (?) go to work on someone’s car. Seungjae didn't know what they were at the moment. While of course he was coming to the conclusion that he had feelings for Haejoon, after drunkenly, unconsciously and whole-hearted accidentally spilling the beans to him by saying that the other was his ideal type; he was surprised that the other still seemed to hang around him as much as he did. He thought that the other might leave him or perhaps he would look at him in disgust.-- The way his parents had so nonchalantly thrown him out had created some inner issues that he definitely needed to work through.  But now, here they were, working together even though Seungjae had no idea what he was doing and mainly just doing as he was told.. He wasn't sure what they were now that Haejoon knew his feelings toward him and that fact had definitely made him feel weird. Seungjae preferred things to be direct and the absence of a clear answer worried him a lot.

“So what does this do again?” Seungjae asks, looking down at the car part carefully, He swore up and down that he’d live his life riding public transport because of how much money goes into one. He didn’t see why convenience should cost that much. If he needed to get from point A to point B there was no reason why he should drop over 6,000+ on a car. It seemed ridiculous.  His knowledge of vehicles was nonexistent. he knew what a Hood was, but couldn’t tell you what was in it, he knew where to put gas, but had no idea how the gas pump worked. The most exposure he got for cars was  his parents car and of course, riding with haein to work everyday. But nonetheless, he adored helping the other where he could, even if he couldn’t understand it. “A--And what did you need again?” He asks, picking some lint off his long sleeve, before looking at the other.

[lilacsongs]

“you’re  so  rude.”  haejoon  scoffs  and  crosses  his  arms,  shaking  his  head  with  disapproval.  haejoon  is  about  to  turn  down  the  offer,  before  deciding  against  it  and  nodding  his  head  instead.  the  comfortable  buzz  has  dulled  and  a  light  headache  has  come  to  take  its  place.  “how  much  time  do  we  have  left?”

“ don't beauty pageants require brain too? ” river gives him a mournful look as if devastated to burst his bubble. the light shake of his shoulders give away his amusement. with haejoon, everything is easy. it's never been that easy for river. “ let's get some water into you. ” they're meant to be on set early tomorrow morning. well, later today.

[lilacsongs]

“you’re  not?”  haejoon  asks  with  wide,  hopeful  eyes  before  disappointment  takes  over  and  his  eyes  become  misty  in  seconds.  two  decades  worth  of  acting  on  top  of  being  a  drama  queen  in  general  have  made  him  the  perfect  manipulator  —  thankfully  he  doesn’t  use  his  talents  on  anything  terrible.  yet.  his  hand  covers  his  chest  as  if  to  nurse  a  bleeding  wound.  “that’s  heartbreaking.”

this time, river tweaks his nose. “  i'm not indulging you fishing for compliments or you'll float away. ” nothing more than a teasing jab, and the words are laced with fondness. if he so much as lowers the filter, he's done for and wouldn't stop until his every thought is out in the open. “ better luck next time. ”

[lilacsongs]

“it  was  a  compliment  for  the  makeup  artist.  she  did  a  spectacular  job.”  though  haejoon  has  worked  with  plenty  of  charmers  before,  he  wishes  he  can  say  he  is  immune  to  river’s  charm.  however,  it  becomes  obvious  he’s  a  lost  cause  when  his  heart  fllutters  from  silas’  low  voice.  “  —  you  really  think  so?”  he  resists  the  urge  to  grin  like  a  goddamn  fool,  instead  he  narrows  his  eyes  as  if  to  question  his  co-worker.  “that’s  what  people  say  when  they  can’t  bring  themselves  to  call  someone  handsome.”  

“ you called me UGLY the day we met. ” albeit, river was meant to look ugly and the makeup department did an amazing job. “ wanna know a secret too? ” he lowers his voice. “ you're the cutest around. ”

[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.

[lilacsongs]

in  his  intoxicated  state,  it  is  becoming  harder  to  deny  the  chemistry  between  him  and  his  colleague.  he  beams  when  river  reaches  out  to  pinch  his  cheeks,  feeling  his  skin  grow  warmer  under  the  touch.  “  —  and  what  would  your  words  be?”  he  raises  his  hand  as  if  holding  a  mic  for  river.  “i’m  listening.”

“ sure, sure. ” river steered clear from on set romance. for his peace of mind, his professional life seldom bleeds into his private one. only, this movie has been different. the other leads shone too bright for the actor to ignore. not one of them but both. he pinches haejoon's cheek. “ 'course i do. ” an eye roll is the deserved answer to the ridiculous statement. “ your words, not mine. ”

[lilacsongs]

“no,  you  don’t  understand.”  haejoon  shakes  his  head  adamantly.  “i’d  still  be  saying  the  same  thing  even  if  we’re  in  a  crowded  room.”  he  explains  himself,  grinning  like  a  fool.  haejoon  has  often  been  told  his  joking  demeanour  could  be  interpreted  as  confusingly  flirtatious  and  it  seems  to  have  gotten  worse  when  he’s  intoxicated.  

“ i'm the only person around, it isn't a hard spot to earn. ” he jokes to hopefully steer the conversation and spare haejoon the embarrassment come morning.