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minhyuwun · 5 years
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hi if any of you guys are ahgases out here, i actually started another writing blog entirely for got7!! it can be found here!! (lol i’m bad at organizing so i made it separate from this one) you can send in requests there if you want! lmk if you’d like for me to make posts here similar to my first and only post on there:)
dw i’ll still update this of course it’s my og lmao (i’m still working on the angst series whew 🤕) thank you for reading the things i write, really. i say this a lot but it really does mean soooooo much to me!! have a lovely day<3
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minhyuwun · 5 years
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Wanna One (워너원) - ’봄바람 (Spring Breeze)’ M/V
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minhyuwun · 5 years
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i’m drafting tHem already!! omg this is going to be my first time incorporating fantasy(-ish) qualities to something i’m writing i’m really just praying this turns out ok lmao
omg i haven’t written and been on tumblr in a long time since i’ve been stuck in this really awful slump after grad and now i’m thinking of writing a short angst???oof series including all members of wanna one since … yall know whats coming for us
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minhyuwun · 5 years
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omg i haven’t written and been on tumblr in a long time since i’ve been stuck in this really awful slump after grad and now i’m thinking of writing a short angst???oof series including all members of wanna one since ... yall know whats coming for us
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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JR dressed as squirtle and did a bugi Tour of all his birthday ads! 
This is so adorable. JR went around on a Tour to all his birthday ads to thank loves. He said he only did this to thank fans and none of it is filmed. The way he walks in the costume is seriously so cute lol. Well done for loves for keep a respectable distance and wishing him happy birthday!
(c- lovelee-eom)
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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OMG. PINOY KA PALAAAAAAA. Tawa ako ng tawa sa mga tags mo sa napakagwapong photo ni Minhyun. THOSE KILAYS ARE LYFEU
HSJDHDJSHS ANG GWAPO EH NO KAINIS bookmarked na talaga sa akin si 180908
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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fluff drabble with scenario 16 and line 17? with baejin from WANNAONE.
prompt: (16) first kiss + (17) “You don’t get to apologize after you’ve hurt me so bad.”
genre: fluff
a/n: btw i’m so sorry if these drabbles are taking so long! i hope u get to like them 😅
“I didn’t even know they liked me!” Jinyoung retorts. “I’m sorry, okay! I don’t even like hanging out with them. My friends just invited me and suddenly, they were also there. I’m sorry,” he nudges you with his shoulder. You don’t budge, you keep your eyes straight ahead.
“You don’t get to apologize after you’ve hurt me so bad,” you tell him sternly, “I already told you before that I knew they liked you!” You take a long sip of your iced coffee, no sugar, no milk, extra bitter.
“You said it was a gut feeling,” he counter-argues. “And I really am sorry, I thought it was harmless. I don’t even see them that way!” He was now playing with the straw of his own drink.
“But they sure do! They tried to kiss you, Jinyoung! How would you think I’d feel about that?” You try to tell him calmly, staring outside the tall glass window of the cafe. Street lights were beginning to mimic the warm shade of this afternoon’s sky.
“B-But,” he utters, scratching his head. Hesitation overwhelms him before saying what he truly wanted to. He takes a deep breath, “I love you, okay. You’re the one I love…A-And not them. I-I hope you know…that.” His words gradually fade into a low whisper, paused between each of its syllable. Jinyoung’s cheeks flush red. Your hands stop moving. You quickly turn to face him.
“You never said that before,” you raise an eyebrow at him. “Are you only saying that because you’re sorry?”
“No!” He swiftly replies, almost shouting the word. His eyes grow wide, “No! Why would you think that? No. I love you. That’s the complete truth,” he finally tells you in confidence. His cheeks surprisingly turn even redder.
You were fighting the urge to kiss him right then and there, pushing the thought of it far beneath the depths of your mind, but your action was faster––and it betrayed you. Jinyoung was taken aback, unable to move. He registers what was happening into his head, before closing his eyes and kissing you back with the same innocent passion.
You quickly remove yourself after only a few seconds, touching your lip, suddenly turning quite shy. “Uhm,” you stare right at your drink. Your fingers tinker with your lip. “Sorry. I just felt like I had to, since, t-they tried to kiss you, and you told me you, uh, so I-I…”
“I’ve never had my first kiss, actually,” Jinyoung suddenly admits, catching you off guard as well. He too, turns shy, as he slowly tries to reach out for your hand discretely. He was about to retaliate, afraid you might reject his offer, but you immediately grab ahold of his. He smiles. And give him the same soft smile in return.
“But I’m glad it’s you.” He pulls you with him to stand up. Your fingers interlaced with his as you walk out the front door of the cafe, greeted by the breathtaking view of orange and pink skies.
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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23 & 9 for Ha Sungwoon please! So glad that you’re back ❤️
prompt: (23) post-argument + (9) “Listen, I know it’s hard, but I’m not going anywhere.”
genre: fluff
The room went dead silent after what seemed to be a never-ending heated argument has occurred within its confined space. All of which happened not so long ago. Approximately 30 minutes, to be exact. And not a word has been said between the both of you since.
“Listen,” Sungwoon finally cuts the silence without shifting his position sat on the edge of your shared bed. “I know it’s hard, but I’m not going anywhere.” He releases a deep breath. You cut him off before he says anything else.
“Well, who says any of us is leaving in the first place?” You walk over to where he was sat, slowly lowering yourself to sit on the space beside him, yet still leaving a few inches apart. “We’ve fought before, you know.” You look down to watch the fiddling of your own hands on your lap.
“Ah, I know,” he sighs. “Lots of times.” He ruffles his hair to relieve himself of frustration, leaving his hair a complete (but cute, you thought) mess. “And still here we are,” he finally smiles. “Five years later.” Looking quite proud of the relationship you both have.
“Remember when I used to cry everytime we fought?” You wipe away one tear that somehow escaped. “I mean I still do, but…” You chuckle. “I’m just so afraid of losing you.”
Sungwoon scoots closer to you, reaching for both of your hands placed on your lap––holding on to them. “That’s why I always tell you, I’m not going anywhere.” He tightens his hold on your hands, “Not when I’m finally here, where I’ve always wanted to be.” He wipes away another tear that has escaped your eye, “Ah, don’t cry.”
“You should know by now that I always cry when we argue,” you laugh and he does too. “I’m just glad that it’s always you who gets to wipe them away.”
“And I’m glad that it’s always you I have these arguments with,” he looks straight into your eyes. Each word not missing a beat, each word said deeply with every meaning. “Honestly, I wouldn’t choose anyone else to have, quote unquote, healthy arguments with. I’m thankful we get to talk about these stuff,” he rubs his thumb on your hand, a gesture of reassurance. Of which Sungwoon has never failed to provide. “Ah! Stop crying,” he wraps you into a tight embrace. “I’ll start crying too!”
You laugh with your face muffled between his neck. “I’m sleepy now,” you tell him and he quickly pulls you with him underneath the sheets, somehow able to not let go of the embrace he’s got you trapped in. You take one last look at Sungwoon before closing your eyes, you give him a soft smile. Not minding having to argue for a thousand more––as long as it’s with him, and as long as it ends with you snuggled in-between his arms.
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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Helloooo~ um idk whether your drabble is this up for request but... Can I request #4 and #9 for Woojin thank youuuuuu
prompt: (4) soulmate au + (9) “Listen, I know it’s hard, but I’m not going anywhere.”
genre: fluff (with a dash of angst??? i hope i did it right)
summary: typical soulmate au where ur soulmate’s name is tattooed somewhere on ur body then it disappears when u meet them and said their name in front of them hahah the problem is u don’t quite understand yours????
a/n: this is my first time writing a soulmate au idk if i did it right oof
“Ugh,” you roll your eyes at your best friend. “Name a scam.” You tell her as she gushes about finally meeting her soulmate, showing off her spotless wrist where her soulmate’s name used to reside. She did find hers. Huh, so it is true. “Kidding aside, I’m happy for you. I really truly am,” you nudge her before going in for a hug.
“I’m sure you’ll find yours,” she rubs your arm comfortingly. “Soon,” she winks.
“Easy for you to say,” you laugh at her. Remembering how the name on her skin was written in the same language.
You shake that thought off your mind. Honestly, you’ve removed that thought from your mind the day you saw your so-called soulmate’s name tatted on your skin. There was no point in finding your soulmate––whose name is written in a completely different language. Someone must have played a prank on you without you noticing, that was the only explanation for this. And that, in fact, you weren’t blessed with a soulmate in the first place.
The afternoon was getting pretty hot so you decide to remove your jacket and rush to your favorite smoothie shop. “Uh, banana for me please,” you smile to the guy manning the cashier.
“Y/N?” An unfamiliar voice calls you from behind. After getting your change, you turn around to find the owner of the mysterious voice. And there stood a pretty charming guy, his hair quite a mess–but the neat kind, wearing only a plain loose black shirt and jeans ripped in the right places with his almost worn-out sneakers. You blink before you find yourslef hypnotized by this man’s looks.
“Sorry,” your face scrunches with suspicion. “But who are you?” He motions for you to turn around. Instinctively, you follow the stranger’s instruction. You feel his finger lightly touch the upper part of your back and you immediately catch his hand with yours, gripping on it with so much strength. The stranger’s face quickly turns from complete shock to winces of pain. “What are you doing?” You ask him as you pull him to the side as to not cause any disturbance with the shop’s growing line.
“T-Tattoo?” He struggles to say with his accent. You let go of his hand and he shakes it back and forth, hoping he could release some of the pain away.
“What?” You ask in surprise, your voice a little bit higher this time–causing other customers to look at you. “What?” You repeat, but with a moderate tone this time.
He stares at you for a long time, unable to respond. He suddenly smiles as he takes out his phone and begins typing something. My name is written on your back, he tells you through a translator.
You blink a few times, making sure this person in front of you is actually there and not a hallucination due to you and your best friend’s conversation from earlier. “O-Okay,” you stutter. “Prove it, then.” You raise an eyebrow at him.
He scratches his head, thinking of some way to prove it to you. “Ah!” He shows you the side of his left hand. You squint, not understanding what he was exactly getting at. He takes a look at it as well–quite shocked at what he saw before his eyes. There was nothing. His skin was clear, absolutely no visible mark on it. “I called you! D-Do you remember?” He asks you with hopeful eyes, “Y/N?” He calls your name once more.
“Forget it,” you tell him coldly. “We wouldn’t understand each other anyway. I don’t even know how to pronounce your name!” You were beginning to feel annoyed. Were the divine forces playing some kind of prank on the both of you? How could this possibly work out in the first place? Weren’t they thinking? All of these questions flooded your mind. You didn’t want to waste this man’s time.
“For Woojin!” The server calls out from the claiming area. His eyes glimmer once again as he shows you the receipt for his drink with his name written on it. He nods at you, motioning you to say his name.
“W-Woojin?” You look at him skeptically. He pulls you towards the shop’s large glass window, your reflection clear on this bright afternoon. You were surprised to see that the tattoo on your back was gone in an instant. You turn to look at him surprised, “It really is you.”
He nods at you happily, before he hears his name called from the counter once again. The both of you walk over to get your drinks. “Do you want to sit?” He asks you shyly. You could sense that he was very much afraid of making a mistake in every word he says, but you thought it was cute. So, you tell him okay.
“Hmm…” you fiddle with your straw. “Do you live here?”
“My family just moved,” he says without looking at you. They really moved here out of all places? You thought. What a coincidence. The divine forces really went out of their way with this one, huh. “8 months? I’m still taking English classes,” he interrupts your thoughts.
“Oh wow,” you look up at him. “But you’re already quite good in English? I mean, you already know a lot, that’s for sure.” He finally looks up at you, and you reassure him with a smile.
“Thanks,” he chuckles. “I didn’t know I’d find my soulmate, I’ve been looking everywhere.” His face turns serious, “I never stopped. And now you’re here.” He sighs. “Look, I know it’s hard, but I’m not going anywhere. Especially not now that I’ve found you.”
You were taken aback by his straightforwardness; did he take English classes to plan what he’d say when he finally finds you? It sure did pay off, you thought. “I’m not sure what to tell you,” you tell him. “But I stopped looking for you a long, long time ago.” His face drops, and you could feel a light tug at your heart. Truthfully, you were afraid that you might let him down. That you weren’t the soulmate he pictured inside his head.
“I understand.” He agrees, “You’re right. We just met and I’m already scaring you.” He takes a long sip of his drink, providing so much space for an awkward silence. “Okay, okay,” he suddenly says. “How about we start again?” He smiles and gets up towards the store’s front door, leaving his drink on the table. You chuckle at how crazy he looked walking back inside again, pretending to look at the menu––as he pretends to have just seen you, his face in a surprise, and runs back to your table.
“Hi,” he smiles–this time you catch a glimpse of his snaggletooth, making you smile yourself. “I am Woojin. Nice to meet you,” he shakes your hand respectfully with an exaggerated bow. “Is this drink taken?” He points at his drink almost half empty.
You laugh at him before answering, “Pretty sure it’s the seat you ask!” And the both of you laugh at how silly this all was. “Uhm, earlier, you said you weren’t going anywhere?” He shakes his head and tells you nope, with a popping sound at the end. “Alright then,” you smile at him as you think of another question to ask. “Just a warning, I get talkative.” This is going to be one long afternoon. He didn’t mind at all, he’s been waiting for this his entire life.
I met my soulmate. Details to follow, you type on your phone and hit send to your best friend. Turning your phone off and placing it at the deep end of your bag before facing a then-stranger turned soulmate right in front of you. He flashes you his snaggletooth once more, “Do you wanna eat?” And you nod as you feel your stomach coincidentally rumble. Maybe the divine forces don’t make mistakes after all.
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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hello ^^ i want to request #28 + #8 with daniel
prompt: (28) pretend relationship + (8) “I love you. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anybody.”
genre: fluff????? i think
“Daniel,” you look down, refusing to see his upcoming reaction. “This has to stop.”
“What?” He yelps. You feel his body shift towards your direction. “Why?”
“I can’t…” you mutter. “I don’t want to do this anymore. I can’t bear the thought of attending your best friend’s wedding as your fake girlfriend! To me, that’s a huge deal and it’s all feeling…” you finally look at him. “Too real.” You feel your heart sink as breathing gets harder with each passing second. You were afraid to lose him. But it was better than getting to keep him in a forced relationship.
“Are you afraid?” He asks. The look on his face was cold, too hard for you to read.
“Afraid of what?” You stitch your eyebrows together.
“Of all of this becoming real?” He moves closer towards you. The both of you stand inches apart.
“No,” you retaliate. “But I am afraid,” you look at him dead in the eye. “That all of this is fake.” Your feelings begin to overwhelm you as it lets a single tear escape your eye. “I know I sound stupid right now because I agreed to this fake relationship in the first place, but…” You manage to laugh out of disbelief, “I love you. I love you more than I’ve ever loved anybody.”
Daniel continues to stand there in front of you, a blank look on his face, unable to move. “What?” He says in a low whisper.
“I said what I said, Daniel,” you shrug your shoulders. “I don’t like that everything that has happened within the past month was fake. I don’t like that everything you’ve told me in front of everyone we know was fake. I don’t like that I thought I was strong enough to do this, because I’m not.” You desperately wipe away your tears as if it would make the pain go away.
“I…” He stutters. “I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything,” you look down once again. “Daniel, we’re not getting any younger, and I don’t want to spend a huge chunk of my life being in love with someone I’m not even sure is in love with me. I’m sorry.” You turn around, on your way out the front door of his apartment. Unable to take another look at him.
Before your hand reaches the door knob, Daniel quickly grabs you by the arm, turning you to face him in one swift motion. The inches that separated the both of you earlier has been reduced to an inch. You could feel Daniel’s heavy breathing with his chest pressed against yours.
“Wh-“ you were cut off as Daniel plants his lips on yours.
Immediately wanting to deepen his kiss, he aggressively slides his tongue into yours–and you don’t hesitate to let him overpower you in this moment. Daniel’s hand finds it way at the back of your neck, tugging on your hair lightly. While his other hand is placed firmly on your back, keeping your bodies close. You were surprised as he suddenly breaks the heated moment, “You told me I didn’t have to say anything.” He tells you with a smirk on his face. “I love you,” his eyes bore into yours. “Maybe we were too afraid before, but I’m not afraid anymore. Stay with me for tonight and for the rest of my life, babe?” He gives you a hopeful smile.
“S-Sure…” you blink a few times, making sure that all of this were in fact, real. “I don’t know what to say,” you don’t remove your hand from touching your lip.
“You don’t have to say anything,” he winks. “Come with me to pick out a suit for the wedding tomorrow?” He asks you and you quickly nod as you continue to fiddle with your lip. He chuckles at the still surprised look on your face. He immediately grabs your hand as he drags you towards the bedroom, excited for what is yet to come.
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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Situation 21+ sentence 4 fluff with wanna one kim jaehwan pleasee I really love your works and it always make my day. They make me go UwU. 💗
prompt: (21) college au + (4) “Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I love you. I’m trying to decide which I’m feeling right now.”
genre: fluff
a/n: thank u so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💓 i hope u like this one too!
“You’re late,” you tell him without even bothering to look him in the eye. You continue to highlight the sentence on your reading–which, let’s be honest, you don’t even understand. “You were supposed to be here, like, two hours ago.” Upcoming midterms week and feeling homesick is definitely taking a toll on you.
“I’m sorry,” he pouts. “But I got you something!” The pout disappears into a huge smile on his face as he proudly places this large paper bag on your table. “Open it,” he motions you–pushing the bag closer to you.
You give him a stern look as you put your books aside. “What did you bring this time? I swear if this is one of your pranks, I wouldn’t even know what to tell you, I have a freaking midterm exam tomorro––“ your continuous blabber when you’re annoyed is put to a halt when you find out what is inside the bag. “What the…” Your eyes widen in surprise. “How did you…?” Suddenly, you too, break into a huge smile.
“As I’ve told you, my groupmates and I filmed our midterm project earlier and surprisingly, it was actually close to where you and your family live,” he says, quite proud of himself. “So, I dropped by to say hi and as lucky as I am, your mom had just prepared lunch so she told me to bring some back here.” Jaehwan crosses his arms to taunt you, “So what were you mad about?”
Too busy unpacking and taking whiffs of each box filled with large portions of home cooked meals, you too, forgot you were mad in the first place. “Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I love you. I’m trying to decide which I’m feeling right now.”
“Come on, you know you always love me!” He teases you. Jaehwan continues to watch you unpack each box and lay it out on the table neatly. He gives you a tender smile you wouldn’t even get to see. “Three of those are for me, by the way.” You shoot him a suspicious look. “That’s what your mom said. Call her if you want to,” he shrugs.
“Fine,” you tell him. “Honestly sometimes I feel like my mom loves you more than she loves me.” You hand him the 3 boxes that were prepared specially for him, which of course included his favorites.
“Thank you~” he sings in a very chirpy tone. “Let’s eat!” He motions you to clink your spoon with his. And, like the finale of a magic trick, you feel like Jaehwan has magically brought you home. Suddenly home wasn’t a place anymore, but a feeling.
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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9+11 with daniel please🙏🏻💕
prompt: (9) drunk + (11) “Your hand is in my personal space. Not that I mind.”
genre: i made this one fluff……….drunk fluff is cute
“I can’t believe your mom brought us all this wine,” you say as you plop down on the sofa. “Is this what getting old feels like?” You mutter, stifling a yawn. “It isn’t so bad after all.”
“I’m pretty sure she didn’t tell us to drink most of them,” Daniel chuckles. He grabs a pack of gummies on the counter before sitting right beside you. “Congratulations,” he hands you a piece of gummy–sour worms, your favorite. You quickly grab it from his hand and take a bite. 
You find him chuckling again, but this time he was ruffling your hair. “Mhm,” you nod. “Now I’m jobless,” now laughing along with him. “Thank god I have a rich CEO best friend who just inherited all of his mother’s wealth right after uni,” you give him a wink. “Now I’m jobless, but I get to have free wine and gummies!” You playfully scream as you snatch the bag of gummies sitting on his lap. “Congratulations to us!” You raise the bag, and Daniel raises his almost empty wine glass.
“This is quite a boring celebration, don’t you think?” He suddenly asks you. 
“It’s called adulting, Kang Daniel,” you laugh. “And like I said, it’s actually quite nice. Peace and quiet.” You throw your head back as you close your eyes–letting all the wine flow through you. 
“Can I please have my gummies back?” He coos as he scoots over closer to your side of the sofa. 
Too lazy to open your eyes, you throw your hand with the bag of gummies towards his direction. The bag falls in-between his thighs, while your hand finds itself planted teasingly on his inner thigh.
Daniel was quite surprised at the sudden contact. Sure, he was used to your hugs and all that–as a best friend. It’s different this time. “Your hand is in my personal space,” he coughs. You open your eyes and sure enough your hand was there. “Not that I mind,” he quickly adds. 
You chuckle, “I’m sure you don’t.”
“Hey! What does that mean?” He asks you with an insulted look on his face.
“Nothing!” You shrug. “Don’t act so innocent. I remember every single story you’ve told me before,” your finger was slowly tracing random scribbles on his chest now. Daniel gulps. “As your best friend, I’m the one who should judge you the most,” you laugh at the blank look on his face.
He grabs ahold of your hand on his chest. “You want to be the judge of this?” The look on his eyes were different now. Suddenly, you were the one gulping.
“What?” You manage to mutter with a shocked look on your face. You try to conceal every bit of feeling you’ve hid since the day you’ve begun feeling them. And now, is definitely not the time to let him know–let alone tell him. Considering you were both wine drunk. Or perhaps just you–who’s wine drunk, to make things clear.
“I’m just messing with you,” Daniel laughs. Placing both of your hands back on the top of his thigh, he doesn’t remove his hand from yours as he continues to run circles on it with his thumb. “Wah, you get wine drunk so easily,” he chuckles. “You start to like me when you’re drunk.”
As it was getting increasingly difficult for you to hold your breath––most especially your feelings, you quickly take away your hand from his. “Hey! What are you saying? You get funny thoughts when you’re drunk, Daniel,” you slap his hand lightly. Covering everything with a laugh.
He levels his head closer to yours, while his eyes don’t budge from its gaze–fixated only on you. “I’m not drunk easily, you know that.” He laughs, and your mind was clouded with thoughts of how he laughs at everything so easily. You shake your head. “I like you,” he all of a sudden manages to squeak before closing his eyes, quickly falling asleep.
“You’re drunk, Kang Daniel,” you roll your eyes. How could he possibly say it at a time like this?
“I like you too,” you vaguely whisper while removing bits of hair strands that fell onto his face. Unsure whether he’s heard it or not, you chuckle at how silly this situation was. You, too, find yourself falling asleep–hoping the morning would come faster. You’ve both got a lot to talk about.
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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Just saw your reblog of hwang.. i super agree with what you said.. jusq ang gwapo talaga putek.. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA
WAHAHAHAHJAJSJSJSJ GWAPO NIYA SIZZZZZ ANO NA IYAK NALANGSHSHSHSHSSS bigyan naman sana ng bonus gumawa ng kilay niya
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minhyuwun · 6 years
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hi! id like to ask where are u from? :D
i’m from the philippines!! :)
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