#rkwonwoo

[rkohsehun]

rkwonwoo

[ → sehun ] thank you self-proclaimed human noodle [ → sehun ] funny, i was just thinking about hitting the gym :) [ → sehun ] with all those hearts you can probably get yourself a girlfriend ㅋㅋ

[text: muscle hyung] ....human noodle sighs [text] pls hit some awesome club or something instead [text] girlfriend omg pls dont hook me up on a blind date [text] how about some ice cream? [text] or cake?

[rkjoshua]

we’re roomies ! joshua&wonwoo

rkwonwoo

He was nearly twenty with a decent enough job, Joshua figured it was high time he moved out of his parents’ home. He wondered if he was getting in over his head, especially considering that he hardly knew his new roommate, but his friend had given his word that the other was a good person and the boy trusted his words. Still, there was that little awkward itch in the back of his mind. What if he hated him? What if he was allergic to everything? What if he was actually a super villain and Joshua would have to constantly be covering for him and harboring a criminal in their shared home?

Okay, maybe that last one was a little over the top, but some of his fears were still very valid.

Joshua assured himself that he would be fine, he had prayed about it of course. The independence would be good for him, even his father seemed to encourage it.

“It’s nice,” the words were murmured, almost to himself as he surveyed the new apartment (or at least as much as he could see of the room he was currently in). Joshua didn’t quite have an eye for anything related to interior design, but it was a place he could see himself living in, and wasn’t that all that really mattered? Things still had to be unpacked, placed neatly on shelves or whatever, but already it had the feeling of home.

[hyunarkarchive]

@rkwonwoo

[ text → 엄마 #2 ] ah that’s a relief [ text → 엄마 #2 ] if anyone tries to hit on you over at royal call me and i’ll hit them for real

[[ text to;; mr low voice ]] i’ll buy you food often, kay? [[ text to;; mr low voice ]] hah, very overprotective of me? i don’t believe you would do that. [[ text to;; mr low voice ]] but hey, i don’t think anything like that will happen, im too boring to be hit on.

[jaehyunrk]

( terrible tastes )

@rkwonwoo

he’d been happy when he had realized that wonwoo was his roommate. jaehyun’s never actually been one to worry too much about meeting new people; after all that was more or less his forte. but to have wonwoo as his roommate was an added bonus. 

he liked the older guy and felt comfortable around him, and that alone more or less made the camp a lot more better than it already was.

as usual, jaehyun was early (perhaps the earliest in the room) and immediately he pulled out a few things he had brought –– some decor to make the place more homely, more... aesthetic.

he pulls out a vase, a photo frame, a small lamp and a banner of sorts. “time to give this place a makeover,” he mumbles to himself, purposefully cracking his fingers.

he’s almost too into the decoration that he hardly realizes anything or anyone that passes by him, instead seriously considering the colour coordinations all on his own.

[rkxiao]

📑  i don’t know

@rkwonwoo

Finding someone who could speak Mandarin in the middle of Seoul was harder than expected. Most people who knew a little about he language knew only that - a little. Yet there were people she could hold long conversations with, and one of those ended up being Bohyun. The boy was only a year older than her, so they didn’t have problems getting along. When she needed help with understanding any classes he would be sure to help her out in Mandarin before teaching her in Korean.

Even after the boy graduated he still managed to help her out. She was supposed to go over to his house and simply pick up some notes he had translated to Mandarin. Xiao would never waste her time translating school notes unless someone directly asked her to do it. Gladly she was on the other side of the situation, so she arrived in front of the door with a smile glued to her face.

Her knuckles slammed weakly against the wood, hoping someone would hear her but still not wanting to be scandalous about it. If she was being honest Xiao normally forgot Bohyun even had an older brother, unless he had already mentioned him on the conversation. She still remembered his name - Wonwoo - but apart from a few hellos the two had never had a deeper conversation together. When the one to open the door was him, though, she didn’t mind giving him a smile and a polite bow with confidence. “Hello!” She pronounced in perfect Mandarin. “I’m looking for Bohyun? He said he would leave some of his notes for me to get. My name is Cheng Xiao and I’m sure we already met.”

[rkohsehun]

Put some muscle into it | osh&wonwoo

There comes a point in life where you just feel like you don’t want to have anything to do with the rest of the world. People call it being lazy or procrastinating, but to Sehun it goes way beyond that because right now, all he wants to do is to melt into the covers and become one with his bed. He’s forgotten what time he had initially planned to get up and pretend to be a productive citizen, but with how especially fluffy and comfy his bed feels at the moment, he couldn’t care less.

So you can imagine how much he wanted to cry when someone knocks on his door, prompting him to get up because someone is looking for him downstairs. Sehun doesn’t want to seem rude and thinks it’s always a joy to see his friends, so he begrudgingly peels himself off the bed and drags himself down to the living room to see his visitor.

“Hyung!” Sehun chirps, grinning automatically at the sigh of his said visitor. He bounds up towards the older male and throws his arms around him in a tight, friendly hug. “How have you been?”

@rkwonwoo

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mr. low voice [[elly&wonwoo]]

Elly was the type of person that would lay down in the middle of the recording studio and wait for someone she had asked to come over arrive. It was either because she spent too much time in there, or she felt that it was too hot and the floor was a perfect ice cold. Somehow, the person that had asked her to be his mentor for quite some time now was missing. He was late. 

That made the brunet growl and push herself off the floor to reach up and drag the phone from the sofa closer to her. The two were supposed to rehearse some basic things, although Elly always managed to spazz over Wonwoo’s voice whenever she gave him a strong bass soundtrack with some slow beats and his voice just came out so perfectly amazing, it managed to sent chills down her spine. Lost in thought yet again she unlocked the screen after a while and went through her contacts, searching for mr low voice. She found him and smiled lopsidedly before sliding onto the name, pressing the phone to her ear and waited for the boy to pick up the phone.

“Buy me something to eat if there’s a shop around you.” There was no hello, hey, sup or whatsoever from Elly. It was something usual when calling people. “You anywhere near the studio? I have songs and other things for you.” she began talking and leaned back, slowly laying onto the ground again. She hoped Wonwoo was close, otherwise she could either die from hunger or fall asleep. 

[jaehyunrk]

( so dangerous )

@rkwonwoo

parties aren’t really his style. some would say that having fun isn’t exactly jaehyun’s style at all but jaehyun would like to disagree and argue that he has a great time at home reading and rewatching law and order over and over again. though somehow he’d been convinced my an ex-senior and close hyung to live life a little, to go wild.

it’s not as though jaehyun doesn’t go to parties. sure he does –– he just doesn’t exactly know what to do. he’s fine in social situations in all honesty he’s just never found any need to go to a party and how to loosen himself up when amongst a group of drunk teenagers. it just wasn’t in his nature to go out partying.

yet somehow he’d agreed to it, had told wonwoo that he’d be ready by nine p.m. and that he’d try his best to let loose. and jaehyun in all honesty has no idea what to wear. he wants to at the very least look hip and cool or something along those lines. and so he throws on a black v neck tee, a pair of jeans and for an added effect, some gold chains he’d bought at a vintage store not too long ago. 

he waits by the living room, still having second thoughts about this whole... party thing. he wasn’t used to it, not used to the idea of letting himself go so wild and free, but truth be told he was intrigued by it, even if just a little bit.

[rkwendy]

[ text → skater girl ] hey hey yonsei girl [ text → skater girl ] congrats on the contract but i bet your mind's still in shambles, huh?

[ text > LA Swagger ] … Thanks, K-arts boy. Good to know you watched~[ text > LA Swagger ] In shambles doesn’t even cover it. This is as bad as the SKY decision a few months ago. O____O 

[rkjieqiong-blog]

① 7-2 (오해) FT. WONWOO

hongdae, seoul, south korea     ♡     ♕ : special collab w/ @rkwonwoo

song : 7-2 (오해)  ↝  translation

there was always something exciting about performing in front of a crowd - filming videos for youtube and short clips were nothing in comparison. and having a partner to top it all off was simply thrilling.

jieqiong couldn’t contain her excitement as she prepared for their little performance on the streets of hongdae - the heart of seoul’s street performances. hair tied up off her neck, the girl adjusts her cute little portable mic while letting her eyes roam the faces of those who pass, a large smile curving her lips.

wonwoo’s voice drew her attention and she glanced over at him before giving him a quick nod and turning her gaze back on the crowd. people passed while a few who the pair had drawn the attention of stopped to see whatever was about to happen.

she greeted their small audience with a bright smile and the cheerful tone she was known for, shouting out a quick ‘hello’ before introducing themselves briefly and the song they would be singing. 

eagerly, jieqiong waited for wonwoo to start the backtrack where she would begin the soft intro.

나레이션) 보고 싶어. .잘 지내? 괜찮을 줄 알았는데.. 그게 그렇지가 않네.. 다 버리려고 했는데 그게 잘 안 되더라구.. 하나도 버릴 게 없더라.. 넌 어때?

her partner’s voice soon replaced her own, filling the air with his deep tone as the words left his lips. a soft smile at her lips, jieqiong sways with the airy music, preparing for her next part that came quicker than she had expected.

♪ ~ 눈물 나게 힘들 땐 말야 너무 외롭거나 슬플 땐 말야어김없이 너를 떠올려 참 이상하게 웃음이나 아픈 기억이 넌데 달콤한 초콜렛처럼 어린애의 보물처럼꺼내면 뺏길까봐 두려워다른 사람 몰래 꼭 꼭 숨겨놓고조금씩만 꺼내 보려 해 사라지지 않게 ~ ♪

the girl momentarily lets her mind float to the song choice they had decided on, how perfect it was for the two of their voices and also appeared to appeal to the small crowd they had managed to pull in. the song in itself is a bit repetitive but sweet on the ears. not to mention a lot of young people were able to relate to such a song. 

her eyes fall upon the flushed faces of many girls (no doubt that wonwoo would’ve drawn them in) and she finds herself satisfied with where this is going. 

glancing over at her partner as he finishes his last verse, she shoots him a reassuring smile and a thumbs up before flowing back into her own.

♪ ~ 너완 유독 처음이 많아너무 특별했던 순간이 많아기억나니 첫 입맞춤넘 긴장해서 떠는 나를 니가 안아줬는데 달콤한 초콜렛처럼 어린애의 보물처럼꺼내면 뺏길까봐 두려워다른 사람 몰래 꼭 꼭 숨겨놓고조금씩만 꺼내 보려 해 사라지지 않게 토닥 토닥 다독거려.. 날 토닥 토닥 다독거려..토닥 토닥 다독거려.. 그림 같은 추억들이 뚜렷한 느낌들이또르륵 눈물에 뒤 섞여 이렇게 오늘도 난 너를 만나여기 두 눈을 꼭 감으면 니가 있으니까 토닥 토닥 다독거려.. 날 토닥 토닥 다독거려..토닥 토닥 다독거려.. ~ ♪

the song comes to an end with the gentleness of her own voice, growing quieter as the music fades and clapping continues in its place. a smile so wide it begins to hurt her cheeks, jieqiong bows to the crowd alongside her partner - waving a few times and raising the mic to her lips before giving a few words of thanks to those who had stopped to listen.

hongdae performances, she had just decided, were her favorite.

[seungcheolrk]

[ text → seungcheol ] hey seungcheol, it's me wonwoo [ text → seungcheol ] do you have some unused items you can donate? a couple of friends and i are doing a relief project for busan [ text → seungcheol ] your help would be higgly appreciated

outgoing → wonwoo( ✉ ) hey! how are you?( ✉ ) oh? sure, what kind of things? I’d be honoured to help!! ( ✉ ) let me know what you’re looking for and I’ll gather as much as I can and bring them to you!

[rkxuanyi]

clunk

xuanyi was all laughs; her own giggles intertwining with the girl beside her. she supposed her name was hana, she looked like a hana, at least. “and then i said, ‘i’m not here to be liked,” she turns to the other, stopping in her tracks; fingers combing over the plastic rungs on her racket. “least of all by you.’ and can you believe the idiocy -- he fucking bowed. and here i thought it was going to take a few months, it took a day.” her eyes roll, absentminded and amused, her own enjoyment in the tale. “the next day, i found a tiny gold crown in my locker.” 

she was minding her own business, whatever that was, telling tales and enjoying the emotions that arose from her friend’s face when clunk! the sky was falling, heavily. it felt like a bull had literally rammed her upside the head, leaving her for dead. all 166cm of her skinny skeleton drops to the ground, and the “ow!” quickly escaping her lips a mile a minute is enough to cause a ruckus. attention is more or less unwarranted but also, more than likely obtained as she literally clatters to the ground, her racket flying from her hands. it’s own movie-like sound affect faint but audible. her eyes are red, anger is quick to seep into her emotions. looking for the sign, the beeline of where the cause had originated from. 

˟ 〔  starter for ⇨ @rkwonwoo  〕 , PRESENT `16

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[ text → 엄마 #2 ] congrats mom, please don't forget to feed me every once in a while

[[ text to;; mr low voice ]] thank you wonwoo. I won’t forget you, how can i? [[ text to;; mr low voice ]] i can’t forget you even if i wanted!!