#● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒 ● ᴄʜᴏɪ ᴋʏᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ

[ichoriism]

@f8less inspired: ❛ you could never hurt me. ❜ @ kyung ha HA

continuation of x

   it is what it is until it isn’t. twenty-three years seem like a step closer to finiteness and Kyungmin embraces it, mind clear and ambitions high. yet right here, under the covers, with Lev’s body pressed up to him and the warmth of his touch trailing down the sensitivity of his waist, reality blurs. his heart is not supposed to twist as Lev hides his face in the crook of his shoulder—it’s not supposed to stutter and then race as closeness transforms into territories ahead of his imagination. it’s too late to back down—he could never; not when Lev stands right there, afraid and uncertain making Kyungmin’s heart leap and speak before his mind catches up with it.

   such is the power Kim Lev holds.

   attraction is simple when ground to the basics. like chemistry, the equation works or it doesn’t. Kyungmin’s lips find their way to Lev’s mouth and the kisses they share transform into a language of longing. his body fizzes as their kissing deepens. fingers are buried in the softness of raven strands and every single nerve of his body is ignited with greed and recklessness. Lev moans his name into his ear as lithe fingers find their way around his shaft, Kyungmin’s head begins to spin as he smiles, dangerous, possessive. fingertips trail down, tease the crown as he licks his way into his lover’s mouth. it’s easy to find his way on top, to press Lev into the mattress and pin him under his weight. Kyungmin takes a look down, sees his young lover looking back at him and it's so fucking much because lust should not lead to thoughts, desire should not transform into anything else but hunger. he noses the line of his jaw, hips grinding down in the familiar rhythm he wills himself to get lost into. thunder flashes outside.

   ❛ could we… ❜ Lev asks as Kyungmin’s teeth graze the column of his neck. hands settle over his hips and it should be scary, that the blond can tell what Lev is trying to ask from him, what’s making his ears redden even more as hips buckle into Kyungmin’s cruel playfulness. it should be scary that Kyungmin is eager for this, that he knows he will not say ‘ No ’, can’t, doesn’t want to.

   he wants this part of Lev to be his, always, no matter what.  

   ❛ are you sure? ❜ the blond asks even when his mind is a thousand miles away thinking of the best ways to break Lev apart, of all the ways he can drive himself in, take his name and carve it into the younger’s soul, brand it with fire and make sure it sticks and doesn’t go, ever. ❛ what if I hurt you? ❜ and he’s not uncertain. eyes glimmer, eager to watch what Lev wants him to see. it isn’t sweet—it isn’t kind to be this covetous. 

   ❛ you could never hurt me, ❜ Lev whispers. Kyungmin can see it, Lev’s heart on his eyes, on his sleeve. his core trembles and he should know—he should admit that… 

   ❛ alright, ❜ he murmurs, the tip of his nose brushing Lev’s. it’s a little moment, a second of connection between greed, lust, and l— and everyone will have to live up to Kyungmin’s mark. 

[ichoriism]

 @f8less​ ignited:

 ❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️ !!!!!!

Send ❣️ to catch my muse under a Mistletoe!

The many times Lev caught Kyungmin under the mistletoe and the one time Kyungmin got Lev instead

—

   it’s become a usual. Lev gets excited as he takes Kyungmin’s hand and asks him to trust him and close his eyes. then, cue in to an alarmingly common response to his requests; Kyungmin does as Lev asks and eyelids flutter shut as he tightens his grip around the younger’s fingers. the grip ends as Lev takes his place behind him and moves the designer through the hallway, hands secure over his shoulders until they are standing somewhere. ‘ look up, ’ he whispers next to his ear and Kyungmin obeys. all air escapes from his lungs at the sight of a simple branch with leaves hanging upon the door of the place that has become theirs. Lev is so young, his eyes so shiny as he crowds Kyungmin’s space, a giggle touching the blond’s ears pleasantly. ‘ i caught you. ’ he mumbles, that mischievousness tempting in its sweetness. Kyungmin’s hands settle on slender hips and he tries to keep his heartbeat steady only to fail miserably. ‘ shut up, ’ he murmurs, but there’s no heat in his words. he’s looking at the stars and he’s dazzled by their brightness. 

— 

   they are no longer together. Kyungmin is alone with his conscience and guilt injecting venom inside it. ‘ hyung, look at where you’re standing, ’ Taeil murmurs, a laugh hidden behind his hand as he points up with his gaze. Kyungmin looks up. his lungs shrink, his heart breaks all over again. a rush of memories flashes one after another. even now, a year later, Lev has him caged under a mistletoe. his presence, strong and loud in spite of his absence.

—

   they call it seasonal depression. Kyungmin calls it what he fucking deserves for being a coward. memories get stronger as the end of the year nears. it’s this longing he cannot quench down in spite of all his attempts at drowning into work and people and noise. ‘ look at where we are standing, ’ the guy whose name the blond doesn’t even remember says suddenly, voice husky as he grins down at the designer. Kyungmin blanches at the sight mocking him from the heights. his stomach lurches. everything is wrong because this man may have dark hair and pretty eyes and be almost as tall but he is not— Kyungmin flees. it’s year two and he can still taste want on the backsides of his teeth, sweet, a yearning too vivid in the aftertaste even when all is gone.  

—

   Lev is a star in the dreams he has when he doesn’t take his pills. he may seem battered as he looks back at Kyungmin, heartbreak and betrayal written all over his face, but even then he is the brightest star the blond has ever seen and touched and lo— he wakes up, head in his hands and the ghost of Lev’s smile in between a tender kiss tingling in his lips. in his dreams, Lev keeps a mistletoe over their heads and he takes one, two, three, all the kisses he wants. Kyungmin indulges him because this tradition is stupid… because this tradition is theirs. 

—

   things are not okay. sometimes, Kyungmin is sure they will never be okay. but he’s making peace with this if that means Lev will get a grip on himself and carry on the flying Kyungmin cut short when he clipped his wings. Lev is gaining weight, the nightmares are not as unbearable. sometimes, he even teases Kyungmin. there’s this presence the older missed that it’s enough to look forward to the future. Lev freezes as he looks up. it was Taeil’s idea to place a mistletoe on the backdoor that leads to the pretty gardens that extend behind the bakery. they are alone, fairy lights extending around and bathing Lev with the golden glow Kyungmin adores the most on him. butterflies of anticipation flutter around inside his ribcage. Lev looks back at him and Kyungmin gets lost in the things that hurt and the things that make him happy. ‘ for old time’s sake? ’ he asks the younger, hoping his voice is not shaking. Lev doesn’t say anything but he closes the distance and… things are not okay, but they could be. they will be.

—

   sometimes, Lev needs to vent out. he’s breathing hard and loud as they stare into each other’s eyes. jealousy is a good look on them but it burns and it chews them from the inside before it spits them out, poison dripping from their skin and tongues. there’s a mistletoe above them, those damned things that are reminders of what they had and lost and will never get back no matter how much they fight. Kyungmin is stranded between wanting and wanting too much. he��s supposed to be better, to know better, to be less greedy. but Lev moves forward and Kyungmin doesn’t step back. they get tangled into the frantic rhythm of what foolish hearts want. it tastes so good and feels so right in spite of the pain. he could never deny him, not anymore. 

—

   Lev looks at him, puzzled, almost afraid. it breaks Kyungmin’s heart because he is the one who did this. he is the one who took all their memories and let them fall in the expanse between them until they became shards that cut their hands open whenever they tried to pick up the pieces. he shifts on the spot. ‘ trust me, ’ he asks and Lev does it not without looking at him with some suspicion. Kyungmin opens the door to their apartment and claps so all the Christmas lights turn on. ' open your eyes and look up, ’ he instructs, heartbeat racing and blood ringing in his ears.

   Lev’s expression reduces him to almost nothing. Kyungmin can see a shadow of the innocence present in those first kisses shared under the mistletoe. the younger looks back at him and the blond cannot find it in himself to want to run away. he takes a step forward this time, his hand cupping Lev’s cheek tenderly. ‘ I caught you, ’ he whispers, soft, confident.  

[ichoriism]

choi kyungmin

tagged by: @f8less ( sweetest bb i finally finished iiiit, ty for the tag ;3; )

𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓼.

full  name: choi kyungmin nickname: kyunggie, minnie, beast from hell name  meaning: coming from the hanja 景 and 民, his name means ‘person of sunlight’ ( isn’t it so charming lev is the child of spring while kyungmin is the person of sunlight? They were fated :’3 ) historical  connection:  none  age:  29 (intl.) birthday: september 7 ethnic  group:  korean   nationality:  korean . languages:  english, japanese, and korean; very basic mandarin ; important to note he knows the jeju dialect because of his mother since she taught him sexual  orientation:  lev-sexual  ( jk he’s a raging homo ; but am i kidding? )  romantic  orientation:  demiromantic . relationship  status:  fated to one kim lev long before he’s even born ; bound to kim lev in every reincarnation coming. class:  middle  class ( though the family who abandoned him is upper class but we don’t talk about them ) home  town/area:  he was born and raised in jeju island so he’s a natural at spotting herbs that help with any ailment and used to have a heavily accented korean that only resurfaces when he’s stressed out and/or mad   current  home:  seoul,  south  korea profession: fashion designer

𝓹𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵.

hair:  dark, dark brown but prefers to have it dyed blond; straight, healthy because beauty is a regime and he does not take chances with his hair eyes:  dark caramel, sharp, used eye-liner a lot when younger but now prefers to add just enough brown shadow to make the shape be even more defined but softer rather than hard nose: cutest button nose face:  fox-like, he has a defined jaw and his skin is near free of blemishes because he does put A LOT of attention to it ( his motto is the best make up is not needing make up ) lips:  sexy and defined cupid bow, they are slightly pouty and the cupid bow is small so when he smiles it stretches out beautifully  complexion:  medium  tattoos: none  height:  178  cm . build:  skinny, tiny waist, slim legs, is proud of his broad back and the contrast it makes with his small waist and hips   hair  style:  kyungmin changes his hair style depending of the month. sometimes he brushes it to the side and leaves a not so noticeable undercut on the sides, sometimes prefers to wear it loose with some waves, sometimes he leaves it part naturally at the middle to frame his features even more usual  face  look:  resting bitch face; he comes across as cold and unapproachable  usual  clothing:   his general rule for every-day fashion is be comfortable and add a surprise touch before you go out . if he wears pure black for his pants and shirt, he will add a super colorful jacket. if he wears something with complimentary colors, he will add a touch of black to define his lines; if it’s a gala, you bet jewelry will be his choice to style it with. his fashion sense is elegant and fresh without overdoing it, he knows what works for him and he exploits it by always leaving a small hints of hidden undertones of more interesting things to come 

𝓹𝓱𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝔂.

fears:  ending up abandoned again ; after his parents died, the family who took him in did not like him in the slightest as their oldest son had run away to elope with kyung’s mom; he was unwanted to their eyes and they expected him to be nothing more than a failure and an eternal blemish ; everyone he thought he could trust in abandoned him until his brothers and he tells himself they are all he needs   aspiration:  be more truthful to the people who love him positive  traits:  kind, honest, artistic negative  traits:   fearful, arrogant, short-tempered mbti:  intj ( the architect ) zodiac:  virgo ( so lev is a taurus, see what i told you? fated. )   temperament:  sanguine-choleric for sure animals:  dogs and cats . vice:  pride  ghosts:  yes afterlife:  yes . reincarnation:  yes . aliens:  yes . political  alignment:  he’s a leftist but knows the left he envisions is a far cry from what they have from politicians  economic  preference:  sustainable and comfortable with a few luxury touches here and there sociopolitical  position:  middle class educational  level:  university .   bachelor’s  degree  fashion design .

𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂.

father:  choi minhyun mother:  choi junghee siblings:  (adoptive) jin, minyoung, and taeil spouse:  not yet there tho there’s an imaginary ring already on their ring fingers— children:  none  extended  family:  he’ll definitely apologize to daehoon and promise him lev will be alright with him once they patch up; he may not be overly himself with lev’s friends but will definitely come to appreciate them

𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓼.

book:  the  picture of dorian gray  movie:  four weddings and a funeral  ( 1994 )   5 songs:  

the archer - taylor swift

wolves - calum scott

somebody else - chvrches 

twenty something - nightly

undiscovered - laura welsh 

holiday:  halloween  month:  november - he likes the golden colors of early november light season:  fall  place:  somewhere private, warm, lev next to him laughing weather:  chilly autumn afternoons or mornings. sounds:  november rain scents:  rain, lev’s cologne, the smell of his shampoo, flowers  tastes:  spicy, the spiciest, the better feels:  lev’s hand brushing against his skin animal:  tigers number:  seven ( even their favorite number is the same AND kyung was born on the 7th?! )   colour:  red

𝓮𝔁𝓽𝓻𝓪.

talents:  drawing, he’s actually good at it not just for drafts of his designs, he can draw realistic things like pretty hummingbirds   turn  ons:  teeth grazing his skin/lips , lev’s eyes when he’s intense, turtle neck sweaters  turn  offs:  ignorance, incompetence, bad hygiene  aesthetic:  fusion of classics with a contemporary spin quotes:  “All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.” — Virginia W.oolf ; “Hearts are made to be broken.” — Oscar W.ilde

𝓯𝓬 𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓸.

main  fc:  kim k.ibum ( S.HINee k.ey ) alt  fc: n/a . older  fc: n/a . younger  fc: kim k.ibum ( S.HINee k.ey ) voice  claim: kim k.ibum ( S.HINee k.ey )

𝓶𝓾𝓷 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼.

q1:  if  you  could  write  your  character  your  way  in  their  own  movie,   what  would  it  be  called,  what  style  would  it  be  filmed  in,  and  what  would  it  be  about ?  the title would be something corny like “a shot at the stars” because it’d be a direct jab to kyungmin and his hate towards clichés ; it would be a romantic comedy bc despite what he says, he loves them, and it would be filmed with the underwater effect because he loves those blues

q2:  what  would  their  soundtrack / score  sound  like ?  bossa nova because it would feature nice restaurants and places and lots of acoustic/stripped covers for the nostalgic moments, but would have pure silence for the moments of tension

q3:  why  did  you  start  writing  this  character ? SHIN.ee was back and i wanted to have human muses. i wanted them to be brothers and i figured the best way to get them like that was through them finding each other after losing the family they were supposed to have. i cannot imagine k.ey in other realm outside artistry so that's how he got here 

q4:  what  first  attracted  you  to  this  character ? i like he is so fierce in his pain ; he can be generous and kind, but he is like a cactus. people think cacti are so strong for surviving in extreme conditions like the desert and having all these thorns and whatnot but did you know if you put them in a place surrounded by life and … elements, they are incredibly fragile to normal bacteria? that’s why they thrive in the desert, it’s safer there. it’s not because they are tough like you think; idk, i always think a lot about cacti when talking about strength haha

q5:  describe  the  biggest  thing  you  dislike  about  your  muse. i hate he cannot be upfront with his feelings and thoughts when it matters. he’s brave enough to stand for himself and not tolerate people’s bullshit but he still dumps his over others, it’s hypocritical and ugh haha i also hate he is so stubborn when he's stuck with an idea not being ‘good’ and not giving it a chance when it comes to his feelings

q6:  what  do  you  have  in  common  with  your  muse ?    …not much now but i also used to let things fester until they became too much and exploded without waiting for explanations or anything, i just ran away from the thing so the pain/hurt wouldn’t catch up with me 

q7:  how  does  your  muse  feel  about  you ? he tells me every day “why do you dress like you are homeless?” ; is in total disbelief i am his creator ; hates me for calling him out on his bullshit.

q8:  what  characters  does  your  muse  have  interesting  interactions with ?   rn there’s only lev and that’s all he needed to become a better person :) 

q9:  what  gives  you  inspiration  to  write  your  muse ?  definitely music. 

q10:  how  long  did  this  take  you  to  complete ? way too much time, curse my schedules :’) 

[ichoriism]

@f8less challenged x: [ ADORE ], [ GAZING ], [ GRATIFYING ], [ COAX ] i present, a whole guideline for kyung & lev 🤧❤️‍🔥

   Lev’s gaze finds Kyungmin as he crosses the door. The softness of the afternoon glow slips through the curtains and bathes it all in golden sunshine. He knows that kind of look; desire turning usual caramel into a thin ring of light around dilated pupils. Lev walks up to him, steps sure like they were once upon a time—like they are starting to show again, after years of trauma. Heat coils in the pit of his stomach, spreads like a snake, all senses tingling. Long fingers settle on his chest as he looks up at the aureate of Lev’s beauty. The tips of their noses brush, affection dripping in every tiny caress. Lips find one another, attraction unavoidable, but it’s a game of teasing and they smile through it, allowing these wants of theirs to become impatient while they remain playful. 

   The younger’s clothes go first. Kyungmin's experienced fingers unbutton his jeans and roll his t-shirt up in swift motions between heated kisses. Hands settle over the unblemished, soft skin of Lev’s sides as he laves his attention on the elegant column of his neck. Presses kisses and gentle nips at the sharpness of the base where it almost meets his collarbone. Adores him and claims him as he wants and makes Lev more bothered. Soon enough, his younger lover loses the waiting game and makes this little sound of frustration at the back of his throat. Kyungmin bites his bottom lip to refrain from chuckling as he pulls back enough for the taller man to finish getting rid of his shirt and slim-fitting pants. 

   They are past the awkwardness of new lovers but sometimes… sometimes Lev takes his time to look at him like this. Molten heat pooling in the darkness of his hues, a flush rising to his cheeks and chest. He moves closer, lips brushing against the shell of the blonde’s ear to murmur a soft ‘ You’re perfect ’, and it’s like he knows how to make him unravel. Something inside trembles with all these things Kyungmin could never be able to put into words: his disbelief of being the one Lev has chosen, the gratitude for being given a second chance, this certainty he would give his life gladly if it meant it would keep Lev happy. Kyungmin presses them backward and Lev giggles until the back of his knees hit the bed and he falls, eyes wide and skin hot.

   Kyungmin doesn’t follow him right after. He takes his time to accommodate perfectly between his legs. Settles on his knees to reach to the nightstand and grab the small bottle of lube they will need. He claims his mouth once settled. Doesn’t give Lev a breath and explores him relentlessly, allowing their lowers halves to meet and rut against each other. He wants, he wants, he wants so much. When he pulls back, bow-shaped lips red and cheeks crimson, he noses the high line of Lev’s cheekbone as his hand cradles his jaw. ❛ Look at me, ❜ he orders into his ear, aware Lev’s eyes are already half-closed in pleasure. ❛ Keep looking at me no matter what. ❜ 

   The blond descends, kissing a trail down a worked body. He lavishes his attention on the dips and curves, over the small nubs of his chest, the jutting of his hips. His mouth leaves wet kisses over the suppleness of Lev’s inner thighs while fingertips covered in lube tease his rim. Lev whines as Kyungmin ignores where his need is aching already and it makes him smile. It’s his cue however to strip Lev away from coherence. Just as his finger enters him to start prepping him, he takes Lev inside his mouth, cheeks hollowing and tongue swirling around his hardness. It’s a blur of obscene, wet sounds and pheromones taking him away too. One finger follows after the other and Kyungmin continues his ministrations guided by Lev’s long fingers gripping his hair tightly.  

   Pulsing, Kyungmin pulls back before the younger finishes in his mouth. He squeezes him at the base, edging him and staring at the way Lev’s back arches off the bed, whining high at the loss of his climax. The younger sobs then, head trashing as Kyungmin moves back up. He chuckles, kissing the sharpness of his jaw as Lev hides his face between his hands. ❛ What did I say, baby? ❜  he asks, kissing his hands before he peels them off his eyes. ❛ No looking away, let me see you. ❜ Lev peers up at him, the rouge on his cheeks more intense, pupils fully blown. Entranced by the beauty of the younger’s eyes, it occurs to him they sparkle like jewels under reduced light, catching it in every angle and amplifying it as if casting their own shine. How he loves to see him coming undone.

   Kyungmin kisses him softly. He licks his way inside his mouth just as the tip of his aching hardness presses against the prepped rim. Lev’s legs fall open as Kyungmin pushes in. Lev’s eyebrows pinch together as he looks up at Kyungmin and this little sound escapes from his throat as he fights to stay as he is and don’t hide from a feline gaze taking into every single detail of his surrender. ❛ Angel, you are so divine, ❜ he murmurs into his ear, hips rocking a few times to test Lev’s resistance. ❛ I want to mess you up and put you back together, will you let me? ❜

   They carry on. Their sense of time and space is lost somewhere between tangled limbs and demanding kisses. Kyungmin satisfies his hunger and marks rain all across Lev’s shoulder lines and hips. He eats his mewls and cries, and tastes the sweet light saltiness of sweat drops rolling down his temples and neck. Pushes all the way in until Lev can barely breathe and is sucking him in, in, in like he cannot have enough either. He loves him, holds him, cherishes him as the afternoon gold turns into silver moonlight and Lev is lost in the world of dreams, safely tucked into his side. 

[ichoriism]

   kyungmin would wake up, a contented smile on his face as he burrowed himself closer to the warm body next to his. on mornings like these, when sunlight was still away from the windows, with the coolness of an early summer breeze slipping through the curtains, the pleasant ache of overworked muscles finding a comfortable position, kyungmin would acknowledge to himself that a life with one kim lev could be a blessed one. 

   that had been him, once. and then reality would fall, harsh, over a rose-tinted imaginary.

   today is a déjà vu, sort of. his arms are full with a beauty’s warmth. his nose tickles with fluffy strands where his chin is buried. legs are tangled together and the smell of that shampoo he missed for endless nights is right here, reaching his senses and making his heart ache before he even opens his eyes.

   there’s a storm yesterday, not much had to be said when seoul is attacked by these daily on summer. it didn’t matter though because kyungmin’s arms were open right away, a kind smile on his face that used to be so rare to see. there’d been hesitance at first and yet—lev still chose him and stayed. he should tell lev—that he never meant to back away, that the space he created between them tasted like tragedy, that being first was not enough of a consolation prize when he knew he wanted to be the only one more than anything else. that his heart burned the most when lev laughed at something idiotic kyungmin did and pretended he didn’t just to not lose his coolness. ❛ i love you. ❜   

   feat. LEV ( @f8less )  

[ichoriism]

   continuation of X

   Kyungmin could just not save face anymore after this. There were photos—scratch that, there were VIDEOS about his disgrace. But if he had to be honest, he was torn between fondness and humiliation. On one hand, it was great to get to play with the little ones and make them laugh and look cool as heck as they put on their rainbow glasses while singing that cute children song they spent so much time rehearsing in the afternoons. But on the other side… Kyungmin sighed, throwing a soft ball to Sacha’s chest.

   ❛ I can’t get out, help me. ❜ 

   if the blond wasn’t who he was, he’d be dying of mortification right now. The back of his onesie perished with all the moving around a grown-ass adult like him kept doing just to see his little ones laugh and having fun like children their age should. Of course, nothing aside from his skin tight brand new boxers were flashing through the back, but he had nothing near to cover with and make a run to the room where his normal clothes were waiting for him. So asking for help it was as much as he did not want to.  

   ❛ Don’t stare, help me! ❜ he urged, and he was definitely not blushing.

   but he was.

feat. SACHA ( @temporalobjects​ ) 

[ichoriism]

𝐆𝐄𝐓  𝐓𝐎  𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖  𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 :  CHOI KYUNGMIN

tagged  by:  @f8less​ (please share Lev’s? :3) tagging:  *sweats* whoever is in this mood for this one, tag me back <3

ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ :

I AM 5'7" OR TALLER

I WEAR GLASSES  (at night mostly)

I HAVE AT LEAST ONE TATTOO

I HAVE AT LEAST ONE PIERCING

I HAVE BLONDE HAIR

I HAVE BROWN EYES

I HAVE SHORT HAIR 

MY ABS ARE AT LEAST SOMEWHAT DEFINED

I HAVE OR HAVE HAD BRACES

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ :

I LOVE MEETING NEW PEOPLE

PEOPLE TELL ME THAT I’M FUNNY

HELPING OTHERS WITH THEIR PROBLEMS IS A BIG PRIORITY FOR ME

I ENJOY PHYSICAL CHALLENGES

I ENJOY MENTAL CHALLENGES

I’M PLAYFULLY RUDE WITH PEOPLE I KNOW WELL

I STARTED SAYING SOMETHING IRONICALLY AND NOW I CAN’T STOP SAYING IT

THERE IS SOMETHING I WOULD CHANGE ABOUT MY PERSONALITY

ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ :

I CAN SING WELL

I CAN PLAY AN INSTRUMENT

I CAN DO OVER 30 PUSH-UPS WITHOUT STOPPING

I’M A FAST RUNNER

I CAN DRAW WELL

I HAVE A GOOD MEMORY

I’M GOOD AT DOING MATH IN MY HEAD

I CAN HOLD MY BREATH UNDERWATER FOR OVER A MINUTE

I HAVE BEATEN AT LEAST 2 PEOPLE IN ARM WRESTLING

I KNOW HOW TO COOK AT LEAST 3 MEALS FROM SCRATCH

I KNOW HOW TO THROW A PROPER PUNCH

ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs :

I ENJOY PLAYING SPORTS

I WAS ON A SPORTS TEAM AT MY SCHOOL OR SOMEWHERE ELSE

I’M IN AN ORCHESTRA OR CHOIR AT MY SCHOOL OR SOMEWHERE ELSE

I HAVE LEARNED A NEW SONG IN THE PAST WEEK

I WORK OUT AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK

I’VE GONE FOR RUNS AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK IN THE WARMER MONTHS

I HAVE DRAWN SOMETHING IN THE PAST MONTH

I ENJOY WRITING

FANDOMS ARE MY #1 PASSION

I DO OR HAVE DONE MARTIAL ARTS

ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇs :

I HAVE HAD MY FIRST KISS

I HAVE HAD ALCOHOL

I HAVE SCORED THE WINNING GOAL IN A SPORTS GAME

I HAVE WATCHED AN ENTIRE SEASON OF A TV SHOW IN ONE SITTING

I HAVE BEEN AT AN OVERNIGHT EVENT

I HAVE BEEN IN A TAXI

I HAVE BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL OR ER IN THE PAST YEAR 

I HAVE BEATEN A VIDEO GAME IN ONE DAY

I HAVE VISITED ANOTHER COUNTRY

I HAVE BEEN TO ONE OF MY FAVOURITE BAND’S CONCERTS

ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs :

I’M IN A RELATIONSHIP

I HAVE A CRUSH ON A CELEBRITY

I HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE I KNOW

I HAVE BEEN IN AT LEAST 3 RELATIONSHIPS

I HAVE NEVER BEEN IN A RELATIONSHIP 

I HAVE ASKED SOMEONE OUT OR ADMITTED MY FEELINGS TO THEM

I GET CRUSHES EASILY

I HAVE HAD A CRUSH ON SOMEONE FOR OVER A YEAR

I HAVE BEEN IN A RELATIONSHIP FOR AT LEAST A YEAR

I HAVE HAD FEELINGS FOR A FRIEND

𝖒𝖞 ʟɪғᴇ :

I HAVE AT LEAST ONE PERSON I CONSIDER A “BEST FRIEND”

I LIVE CLOSE TO MY SCHOOL

MY PARENTS ARE STILL TOGETHER

I HAVE AT LEAST ONE SIBLING

I LIVE IN THE UNITED STATES

THERE IS SNOW RIGHT NOW WHERE I LIVE

I HAVE HUNG OUT WITH A FRIEND IN THE PAST MONTH

I HAVE A SMARTPHONE

I HAVE AT LEAST 15 CD’S

I SHARE MY ROOM WITH SOMEONE

ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ sʜɪᴛ :

I HAVE BREAKDANCED

I KNOW A PERSON NAMED JAMIE

I HAVE HAD A TEACHER WITH A LAST NAME THAT’S HARD TO PRONOUNCE

I HAVE DYED MY HAIR

I’M LISTENING TO ONE SONG ON REPEAT RIGHT NOW

I HAVE PUNCHED SOMEONE IN THE PAST WEEK

I KNOW SOMEONE WHO HAS GONE TO JAIL

I HAVE BROKEN A BONE

I HAVE EATEN A WAFFLE TODAY

I KNOW WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE

I SPEAK AT LEAST 2 LANGUAGES

I HAVE MADE A NEW FRIEND IN THE PAST YEAR

[ichoriism]

@f8less challenged: 

❝Don’t bother. You never mean it anyway, not really, and it only makes me that much more ashamed.❞ kyung & lev 🥺🥺🥺

    kyungmin swallows but it’s useless. what cowardice did to the beautiful man before him is unforgivable. but there is no point in continuing to mope and regret what he cannot take back. time will never be in his favor as it is always running out. feet move before his brain can catch up with his impulsiveness. a hand darts out and slender fingers curl around a thin wrist. he doesn’t pull but hopes the electricity running beneath his skin at this mere touch is not one-sided. things always change when lev is in the equation, don’t they? ❛ don’t go, ❜ he asks, brain catching up with the things he wishes to express but dares not if rationality gets a say on it.

   the hallway shrinks around them but kyungmin doesn’t let fear intimidate him. he pushes forward, places both hands now on lev’s arms and cages him in between. he meets a raised brow but it doesn’t deter him. how can that be enough when tempting pink lips are so close to his own? when all he has ever wanted is staring down at him like this, almost daring him to break his heart again like that’s all he can expect from the blond? he has to be better. ❛ i don't mind if i have to make it up to you every day of my life, ❜ his voice is low, gaze unwavering. it’s easy to see what lev is feeling even when his expression is schooled like this. it still stings he keeps seeing kyungmin as a threat but lev cannot be blamed. ❛ i will do anything it takes for you to believe me when i say i love you. ❜

   it’s out there —the words he battled for so long, the same words that kept him awake for months before he decided to flee from them. what happened years ago is a reversion of their current circumstances. kyungmin said ‘ i have no heart ’ countless times but lev still did not listen then. kyungmin stopped listening to himself too and disaster unfolded. he’s not a better person now but he has to try, he wants to if that means getting back what he stole from lev.

   lev can break free from him whenever he can yet he doesn’t. kyungmin reads what he can from his actions as lev remains rooted where he is, gravity bringing them closer. if love could radiate from his fingers, it would scorch. must love hurt every time it’s expressed? is it natural? hands tremble and kyungmin thinks it’s expected when he’s holding between them something so heavy and fragile at the same time. ❛ i love you now and i loved you then and you have nothing to be ashamed of. ❜ he tips lev’s chin up. honey brown hues shift from pretty dark eyes to the cupid in lev’s mouth. it hasn’t changed: the feeling of standing at the edge of a cliff as he looks down.  

   it’s too much, kyungmin reads as lev slips through his fingers and distance grows and grows without end. he stands there for what feels like a long time. is this how lev felt when kyungmin took a look at the heart he was offering him and let it fall between them uncaring of how hard it landed on the floor? kyungmin had even stomped on it and smeared the blood around just because he could. he made a mess and liked knowing he would leave a mark in lev nobody could ever erase. he had done such a good job, not even he could get rid of it.

[ichoriism]

   @f8less inspired: “ You won’t even look at me. ” kyung & lev ;>

   it’s not the first time lev is here since they broke up —since kyungmin turned his back on him and called it quits without even listening to what lev may have to say about it. single-handed meanness, that’s what kyungmin is, that’s what he did. the worst thing is lev insisting he can see beyond all that act.

   but he can't. he can’t. kyungmin made sure it’s that way. 

   there’s concealer to hide the sleepless nights piling in the dermis around his eyes. taeil dragged him two days ago to the skin clinic to get rid of the unusual paleness clinging to kyungmin’s face in such an unflattering way. his staff made sure he’s using red, his color, to hide the numbness that displays in his eyes when he looks at them at the sole mention of lev. 

   but it doesn’t matter what he does or says or uses to get rid of this annoying sense of asphyxia ingrained into his lungs. he can still see the hurt in lev's eyes. can feel this heartbreak as if it’s his own. kyungmin rolls his eyes even if it’s three seconds too late. he crosses his arms, lips pursing. ❛ stop it. ❜ his voice is calm even when his heart is already quivering. ❛ it’s depressing to see your dignity dying like this every time you come here. ❜ 

   once upon a time, kyungmin pictured something for a few seconds. his arms were around lev’s naked form as they caught their breath. marks adorned their skin speaking louder than anything they ever put into words. it is still here and it trembles inside his chest as he resists the urge to let gravity swallow him in. let it die and rot, he will move on but he will not forget me. that’s enough. 

[ichoriism]

   as an artist, Kyungmin is attracted by the aesthetics of blurred lines. the trend of balayage and smooth transitions from one color to its opposite is, he thinks, a natural human response to the dichotomy of the usual and the extravagant. people navigate through life delimitating what’s good and what’s bad, what’s desire and what’s abhorred. fashion is an expression of humanity and it does not escape the bubble of human polarity, the grotesque and the beautiful, the curves and the lines, mediocrity and success. 

   sharp eyes shift towards an imposing youth mingling with the hideous, an easy smile touching the lips Kyungmin kisses when there’s a pressing need to say more than he should. one of their acquaintances gives a twirl of her dress, the vaporous fabric switching from softness to the natural fall of the deconstructed silk. Kyungmin has an eye for these transitions, so fixated on the blurred lines until they turn dangerous and it’s time to paint a limit with a stroke of his brush. people laud him for his precision and he basks in the attention and praise.

   but there is an exception to every rule and Kyungmin fears he is about to reach his. he catches Lev’s eye and the promise that holds there, in a few quick seconds is enough to send heat under his skin; to feel the adrenaline pumping into his bloodstream. he excuses himself politely from the conversation taking place and makes his way outside, to the gardens that bloom under bright moonlight and waits. blurred lines are his thing, the environment he can stroll in without fearing to get lost.

   ❛ how careless of you to follow me so soon, ❜ he teases as he picks up on steps approaching. the night breeze messes with his hair, he lets it be. blurred lines are his thing… he’s still in control.     

feat. Lev @f8less​

[ichoriism]

   ❛ how many times are we going to keep meeting like this? ❜  

   kyungmin feels very tempted to punch that smile off the young socialité's face. he keeps still, however, feigning a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes with more than ‘ I wish I didn’t just see you right now. ’ behind them, the doors to recognition and fame are buzzing. chatters and pretenses are kept up for a good image, to polish and push intentions of convenience. kyungmin could only take enough propositions for the night before his need to run away and scrub his hands clean became compulsive. 

   ❛ i literally have no idea of what you are talking about, ❜ he feigns ignorance because that’s safer. of course he knows. he has caught lev's profile here and there in these gatherings, expression tight and not as playful as the one kyungmin can see through the mirror. they flutter around the same circles and their trajectories tend to meet, they are here for reasons that are not heavy enough sometimes so they flee. it’s not real if you ignore it, though, and so, kyungmin pushes this mantra and keeps his eyes on the running water as he washes his hands.

   attraction is a tricky player, however, and kyungmin tends to underestimate it too much. lev is on the side, washing his hands just like the blond is doing it. he cannot help but feel heat stirring at the sight of those pretty, pretty fingers. the expensive scent of this perfume he has learned to associate with the younger man reaches his nose and he just hates it here. but his feet are not moving. it’s the fourth time they bump ways outside the fashion house and kyungmin already has learned the shape of that lopsided smile that greets him when curious, dark hues take note that his interest is visible. it’s annoying. ❛ what are you smiling for? ❜ he scowls, heartbeat starting to accelerate.

   he really, really hates it here.

@f8less feat. LEV

[ichoriism]

I broke that spellᴛᴀɢ ᴅᴜᴍᴘ

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 ● ʟᴇᴇ ᴍɪɴᴊᴀᴇ

● → 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 ← ● - replies

● → 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 ← ● - starters

● → 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 ← ● - self-para

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 ● sᴏɴɢ ᴊᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴ

● → 𝓂𝑒𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - replies

● → 𝓂𝑒𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝓂𝑒𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - starters

● → 𝓂𝑒𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒾𝒸𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 ← ● - self-para

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 ● ᴊᴜɴɢ ᴅᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴ

● → 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓊𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - replies

● → 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝒶𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒹 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓉𝓎 ← ● - starters

● → 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 ← ● - self-para

verses

● → 𝑜𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒻𝓊𝒸𝓀 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓊𝓅 ← ●

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝑜𝓈 ● ᴀʜɴ ʜᴀᴇɪʟ

● → 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓂𝑜𝒾𝓁𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - replies

● → 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓂𝑜𝒾𝓁𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓅𝓎 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓂𝑜𝒾𝓁𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 ← ● - starters

● → 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓂𝑜𝒾𝓁𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒶𝓇 ← ● - self-para

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 ● xɪᴀᴏ ʟᴇɪ

● → 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 ← ● - replies

● → 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - starters

● → 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹𝓈 ← ● - self-para

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● → 𝒹𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝒾𝓃𝒻𝑒𝓇𝓃𝑜 ● ᴄʜᴏɪ sᴇʀᴀ

● → 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - replies

● → 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝓂𝑜𝒸𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓎 ← ● - starters

● → 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓈𝓂 ← ● - self-para

verses

● → 𝒾 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝒹 𝒽𝓊𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉-𝒾𝒻𝓈 ← ●

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 ● sᴇᴏ ʏᴜɴʜᴏ

● → 𝑜𝒷𝓈𝒸𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝒸𝓊𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - replies

● → 𝑜𝒷𝓈𝒸𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝑜𝒷𝓈𝒸𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓊𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - starters

● → 𝑜𝒷𝓈𝒸𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝓋𝑜𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - self-para

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 ● sʜɪᴍ ɴᴏᴀʜ

● → 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁 ← ● - replies

● → 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 ← ● - starters

● → 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾𝑒 ← ● - self-para

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● → 𝒹𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 ● sʜɪᴍ ʟᴇᴀʜ

● → 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 ← ● - replies

● → 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝒶𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒹 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 ← ● - starters

● → 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝑔𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒻 ← ● - self-para

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓈𝓊𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑒 ● ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊɪɴ

● → 𝓈𝓊𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹 ← ● - replies

● → 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝓈𝓊𝓃𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ← ● - starters

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒 ● ᴄʜᴏɪ ᴋʏᴜɴɢᴍɪɴ

● → 𝒻𝓁𝒶𝓂𝑒𝒹 ← ● - replies

● → 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒 ← ● - starters

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 ● ᴋɪᴍ ᴍɪɴʏᴏᴜɴɢ

● → 𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 ← ● - replies

● → 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ← ● - starters

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 ● ʟᴇᴇ ᴛᴀᴇɪʟ

● → 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 ← ● - replies

● → 𝒹𝑒𝒻𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 ← ● - imaginery

● → 𝒿𝑒𝑜𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓎 ← ● - starters

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓊𝓅𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 ● ʟɪᴀᴍ ᴇᴠᴀɴs

● → 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓋𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃 ← ● replies

● → 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁𝓈 ← ● inspo

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● → 𝒹𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒 ● ᴀɴɴᴀ ᴅᴇ ʟᴀ ʀɪᴠᴀ

● → 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 ← ● replies

● →  ℐ 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓁𝓁 ← ● inspo

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● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 ● ʟᴇᴏ́ɴ ᴀʀᴀɴɢᴏ

● → 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝑒 ← ● replies

● → 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝓌𝑜 ← ● inspo

                     ______________

● → 𝒹𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒹 ● ᴋʀɪsʜᴀ ᴘᴀᴛᴇʟ

● → 𝓁𝑒𝑔𝒶𝒸𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒹 ← ● inspo

● → 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 ← ● replies

                     _____________

● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 ● ɴᴀᴛʜᴀɴ ʟᴇᴇ

● → 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈, 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊? ← ● inspo

● → 𝒶 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉 ← ●

                     _____________

● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 ● ᴊᴇᴏɴɢ ʏᴇᴏʟʜᴀɴ

● → 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈, 𝒹𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊? ← ● inspo

● → 𝒶 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉 ← ●

                     _____________

● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹 ● ᴍɪʟᴀɴ ᴅᴜᴘᴏɴᴛ

● → 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑜𝓌𝓃 ← ● - replies

● → 𝓌𝑒 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇, 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 ← ● inspo

                    _____________

● → 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑒 ● ᴛᴀɴɢsᴀᴋʏᴜᴇɴ ɴᴀᴛᴀᴄʜᴀɪ

● → 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂? ← ● - replies

● → ℐ 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 ← ● - inspo

                   _____________

→ 𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 ● sᴀᴇɴɢᴋᴀᴇᴡ ᴅᴀᴏɴᴜᴇᴀ

● → 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 ← ● - replies

● → ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝒹𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃 ← ●

AUS | 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 ↬

● →  ← ●

[ichoriism]

  @f8less​ challenged : 

   ❛ — I arrived in the city and you met me at the station, smiling in a way that made me frightened. ❜ 

   kyungmin looks up and finds lev perched on the window as a light rain falls outside. the gentle tap against the glass can barely be heard and there’s nothing to worry about. there are no thunders outside, no lightnings darting across the evening sky disturbing the growing darkness swallowing the city bit by bit. lev doesn’t turn to look at him, at least not yet.

   the blond remembers that day, too. lev was a beam of sunshine, a bright smile on his lips, warmth shining in caramel hues, this expression on his face kyungmin denied and made himself believe it was just a lie. it was part of their falling down, when kyungmin’s insecurities became bigger and stronger than his curiosity to explore the what-ifs laid out for him to take. if that day had turned a bit differently, would they be standing in opposites sides like they are doing right now?

   kyungmin drops the cloth he’s using to clean the table and makes his way towards lev, fingers twitching. he cannot take time with his bare hands and rewind it until he finds every scene that had him taking lev's heart in his hands and crushing it. he cannot take a hold of the resplendent shine that kept him warm in spite of winter. he cannot recover what he destroyed, has no right to presume he could even do something about it, but if he can be the shield that keeps this tiny spark alive, he will do whatever it takes so it doesn’t vanish.

   arms surround lev’s middle and he presses his forehead against the other’s neck. the small difference in height has always been barely noticeable, but with lev hunched like this, all that weight over his shoulders, it’s even less visible. ❛ i couldn’t sleep that day, ❜ he confesses, tightening his hold on a frail figure. he has to tell him —has to open up and tell him why he stared at their love like it was just a hindrance and why he ran away instead of staying and being brave. 

   ❛ …someone said things about you and one of your friends and i knew it was a lie, i knew none of it was true. but i told myself i was being foolish and… that day i thought i could just let you go. finish things off and turn around. ❜ he pulls back a bit, slender fingers reach for lev’s hands and he asks him to turn around so they can face each other. there’s coldness in his fingertips. ❛ i thought i could turn around any time i wanted but that day… that day i couldn’t keep lying to myself when you looked at me like you are looking at me right now. ❜ 

   there is always egret prickling in his eyes —this ugly, ugly feeling making his stomach and heart sink in one go. there’s the cutting remark of a voice at the back of his mind repeating ‘ too late’ over and over again. but kyungmin soldiers on and reaches upward to cup lev’s pretty face in the palm of his hand. 

   ❛ i should have told you then. ❜ but it wasn’t easy. it’s not easy. these words hang in the air. what lev saw that day, what kyungmin realized as soon as their eyes met. what he should have said rather than run away from it. 

   these words that turn into a soft flutter that kyungmin quietens by bringing the younger into his arms. these words that are whispered in the warmth of his embrace. these words he kisses against lev’s forehead and cheeks like a promise. these words.

[ichoriism]

@f8less inspired: night terrors . ( kyung&lev 😥)

LOUD AND DEAFENING SILENCE

  — kyungmin is not fond of darkness. on a good day, he will joke around with his brothers and say out of the five of them, he’d be the one to drink his coffee while in the middle of a pitch-black room with no sound or light coming in from anywhere else while they all pissed their pants. it’s probably true, but it does not mean kyungmin is out there not minding if darkness swallows him whole.

   it’s difficult to not mind darkness when you have touched a sun.

   lev jolts awake, screams and hands wild. kyungmin is ready for this —three nights through it and concern has trained him to be up and quick. he doesn’t surround lev with his arms right away. the younger needs space to breathe before kyungmin can attempt to get any closer. kyungmin takes his hands instead, rubs circles on top of them, presses kisses against the scars and only when lev breaks into silent sobbing, does he allow himself to get closer.

   it didn’t take them long to relearn the rhythm of gravitation. kyungmin surrounds the shaking frame with warm and slender arms. lev dissolves into it like he was meant to fit in kyungmin’s embrace —and he was, he is. kyungmin knows better than murmuring sweet nothings into his ear. people have forced lev to get better no matter what, they have repeated endlessly that he has to get over things that didn’t happen. kyungmin may not be the best person out there but he is not that kind of a dick.

   tears soak the light fabric of his top and it’s alright. he hugs lev through his pain, nuzzles his ear, presses a kiss, two, three, on the softness of his cheek, his temple, the side of his chin. he doesn’t whisper ‘ you are okay, everything is fine now ’, because it isn’t, and he promised he would not tell any lies anymore. the pain that goes through a frail body pierces his heart. he cannot help but think of the nights lev awoke like this, alone, with kyungmin’s absence stronger than before, lungs consumed with all this pent-up grief. 

   kyungmin brings him closer until both are sitting upright on the bed. lev's legs are on each side of the older’s hips. his arms surround kyungmin’s neck and the young designer is holding him, firm and gentle. the sobs ease and they get lost in the darkness of the room until lev’s breathing is back to calm. it’s raining outside and the lightnings falling send a shock of light to their bedroom. lev tenses up and relaxes again as kyungmin’s fingers press into the knobs of his spine and up to the suppleness of the muscles on his back.

   a kiss starts, slow and fragile. they search for each other in the dark. lips slot together and hands wander. kyungmin understands what lev needs and he gives it to him willingly. they sink into the heat warming them up from the inside and silence continues to break but with a different sound. the compass points to the rhythm of flesh and solace and it doesn’t matter if it continues to rain outside or if their bodies tremble as they chase a release that can erase the bad from their minds if only for a few minutes. it doesn’t matter if darkness will still engulf them when they open their eyes again. 

   kyungmin holds lev through it all, kisses his lids, and etches his name on the younger’s clavicle.

   it is a testament of his presence. a promise in the midst of the unknown.   

   silence continues to break. 

[ichoriism]

@temporalobjects challenged: ♡ + jinwai and pinklei and samin... kyungcha?? lmao

jinwai

Who is the most affectionate? Jin, no contest. He is the one who puts his hands on Iwai frequently like placing them on his shoulders to get them somewhere, caress his hair, let fingertips tap Iwai’s cheeks now and then. The worst part is that his touching can be subtle and so soft because he’s not aware of the effect he can have on poor Iwai so— that’s their life in the future!

Who initiates the handholding? I was going to say Jin but no, this one goes to Iwai. Because handholding is a subtle display of intimacy, I can see Iwai being a bit shy/trying hard-to-be-casual as fingers skitter Jin’s way so he can hold his hand and it is so precious ;_;

Who worries more for the other? Both worry for each other but display it in different ways. Jin is transparent in his concerns so anything he wonders about he will be upfront with Iwai. Iwai may also ask but will probably try to find out more first—

Who is more likely to ask for help? Jin. He can be stubborn but he makes a point to ask for advice if the first attempt at something doesn’t go the way he wants it.

Who is the one always losing the keys? Jin— he can be a bit oblivious sometimes, specially when busy *sweats*

Who leaves little love notes for the other? Jin. He’s going to be the one to put cute little notes in Iwai’s lunch, coffee cup, you name it. But I think Iwai may write him things now and then too bc sometimes he has a hard time expressing himself publicly—

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there? Iwai. Once they get together, he’s gonna get so used to the warm piece of sunshine that the song "you are my sunshine” will resound in his head along with the part of “please don’t take my sunshine away” for the nights when Jin gets up to get stuff ready around the busy seasons. Iwai will probs get up since he can’t sleep and will make coffee for two uwu

Who is more likely to propose to the other? Jin. Though Iwai could also give us the big surprise if Jin decides to wait a bit to be a hundred percent sure Iwai feels entirely comfortable with him.

Who introduced the other to their family first? This is tricky because they met as children and Iwai’s parents know about Jin but! Not in the way Jin’s brothers know about Iwai so uwu Jin takes this one.

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair? Jin. He is so affectionate he will constantly serve as a body pillow so Iwai can rest properly and will caress his hair until he falls asleep. All because Jin likes to see how pouty his lips become when he sleeps *heart eyes emoji on a different level my dude*

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated? Jin. Iwai will probably get a few extra kilos haha— it’s that curvature that develops when you get together with someone who expresses their love not only in the physical way but also with acts of service so— no escaping this!

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other? I think both do after reaching the commitment level. Right now, Iwai doesn’t have a reason to stand up for Jin so he may do it or not, I guess it would depend on how bad the thing would be? But yeah, once committed, it’s a it’s-always-two kind of deal c:

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other? Jin. He adores surprising Iwai so he'd be in charge of the small or big surprises c:

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things? Jin. It starts as a game of remember when we did this— and it becomes an adorable habit uwu

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch? I think both do. In the rare nights Jin is the one who falls asleep first, Iwai does it uwu and when it’s Iwai, Jin makes his way in the couch and cuddles him.

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pinklei 

Who is the most affectionate? Pinky. I have no idea how she puts up with such a boring, clueless guy! She is the one who has all the humor and sunshine in this relationship tbh Lei is less than a moon– he’d be Pluto probably!

Who initiates the handholding? Pinky. Again, why does she put up with him, he is oblivious to the basics of romance come oooon! 

Who worries more for the other? Lei wins this one finally! He knows Pink is a capable woman and respects her too much to ever think she is dumb, but he also knows that sometimes she forgets important things like having an extra jacket, so he looks out for her in that sense, also providing the food/water, things human bodies need to function. He may be a social klutz but! He at least knows how to take care of Pinky’s health.

Who is more likely to ask for help? Pinky. Lei is too proud and stubborn in spite of his quiet demeanor so he would never admit out loud he needs help with something.  

Who is the one always losing the keys? Pinky. Being so energetic, it’s not that she forgets things but with all her moving around, she probably drops them often so Lei has the spare that becomes the unofficial only set of keys and he’s always accompanying her home.

Who leaves little love notes for the other? I think Pinky does this one. Lei doesn’t use a lot of words so his way to express love is even more scarce in the writing— 

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there? Lei, probably. Once he gets used to having someone around and holding her through the night, he will need that from there on to finally get some sleep.

Who is more likely to propose to the other? Lei. He sees this as his natural obligation? So it'd be him the one to bend the knee and propose. Half the hospital if not all of it will know about it because he’s going to ask how to make a proposal and what girls want from a proposal and yeah!

Who introduced the other to their family first? I’m not sure about this one but Lei may be the one. He hates his family because they represent that traditionalism and classism he despises but because he was brought up there, he can’t shake off these steps of honor and good manners ingrained into his brain.

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair? I'm divided. Pinky is affectionate and Lei likes things that are soft and smell nice so I can picture him being happy playing with Pinky’s hair so! Both.

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated? Both do, but Lei may be more proactive about it by bringing fruit and water with him so when they are on their way to Pinky’s home, she has a snack to replenish her energy without messing her appetite for dinner uwu

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other? I think both are but Lei may be a bit slower on reacting than Pinky!

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other? Pinky— he has no sense of surprise, the only one he’ll give her will be the proposal night xD

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things? Pinkyyyyy. Because she is cute and Lei needs to be explained things like a child sometimes so, it works uwu

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch? Lei. During long shifts and all, he makes a point of checking on Pinky so when she is resting, he will always put a soft blanket over her before leaving quietly c:

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kyungcha xD

Who is the most affectionate? Sacha, Kyungmin doesn’t stand a chance XD

Who initiates the handholding? I think it would also be Sacha. Kyungmin is too self-conscious to battle past that and be upfront about his affections physically. Inside the room, he’s passionate and stuff but outside from their nest? Yeah, not so much of an affectionate sweet thing ^^: 

Who worries more for the other? Kyungmin does. It’s not that Sacha doesn’t worry it’s more that Kyungmin is constantly worrying so that’s why!

Who is more likely to ask for help? Sacha, because Kyungmin is a dumbass too stubborn to admit when he needs help. Unless it’s about something manual-related like fixing things at home xD

Who is the one always losing the keys? Sacha probably, Kyungmin may be annoyed about this quite a lot so he keeps an eye on where Sacha placed his keys to remind him about it until he learns his habits and is all like, keys? yeah, behind your jacket. 

Who leaves little love notes for the other? I think Sacha would be the one but occasionally, Kyungmin will slip a few notes like “Fighting!” in his lunch box and stuff c:

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there? Kyungmin probably complains that Sacha is too big and warm but he really loves that, the hypocrite xD

Who is more likely to propose to the other? I think it'd be Sacha. Kyungmin is too afraid of disrupting something that’s already good even when he wants more so he wouldn’t want to push it. *like I said, dumbass*

Who introduced the other to their family first? Kyungmin did and it’s a total accident. Probably the whole family accompanied him to the orphanage when they realized he looked like he was in love xD

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair? Kyungmin would do and not notice he's doing it until it’s too late. It becomes a habit uwu

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated? Kyungmin. He has the service-kind-of-love, so he makes sure to get Sacha good meals and there’s always either nice tea waiting for him on rainy days or fresh water in the fridge.

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other? Kyungmin would be quick to snap and defend Sacha but Sacha wouldn’t be too far behind if it’s a reverse situation, he just wouldn’t be vicious and violent like Kyungmin—

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other? I think Sacha would be the one after he notices that Kyungmin likes that kind of thing c:

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things? Sacha because he is a total sweetheart and Kyungmin can bitch all he wants about how this is ridiculous but he will take these promises to heart!

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch? Kyungmin. Again, little acts of service c:

[ichoriism]

@f8less​ prompted: ♡ kyung + lev !! 🥺😈

Who is the most affectionate? Both are in their own way. Kyungmin seldom makes huge displays of affection but he’s often rubbing Lev’s shoulders or back, removing specs of dust from his clothes, smoothing any creases on his jacket, or bringing an extra jacket every time because he knows Lev runs cold often. Then there is Lev who engages and looks for physical affection often uwu

Who initiates the handholding? Lev. Kyungmin is too mindful of how others perceive him/them so he is cautious. Though sometimes he lets go of that when there’s not much people around and it can be a sweet sight because he will bring Lev close to hug him as they watch the stars or something sappy like that :’)

Who worries more for the other? They worry a lot over each other for different reasons. Kyungmin because of the trauma Lev is facing and the impact of his overall being along with his concerns because of the people who surround him and feed him lies. Lev worries that Kyungmin may want to leave again or that what he says is not all he feels because he knows the pretty designer can keep quiet on the things that are the most important ones irhgñierhgo

Who is more likely to ask for help? Lev. He already did even though they split up and will continue to do so because he really trusts Kyungmin ;; Kyungmin on the other hand tends to be a lone feline who rarely seeks others out to ask for anything, he’s too proud and too adamant on doing things on his own and not get others involved.

Who is the one always losing the keys? Lev. He was usually like this but nowadays the trauma has him messing up with things he wouldn’t before :: so Kyungmin has taken it upon himself to be his support until Lev feels like himself again!

Who leaves little love notes for the other? Lev. ( Sweet child why do you keep loving my boi he be a freaking fool ). Lev's cute antics include leaving cute notes on Kyungmin’s sketching books since they were initially dating to leaving cute notes on his car and in the healthy drinks he got for him when Kyungmin was swamped with work ;; don’t tell Lev but Kyungmin actually kept all the notes in a box along with old photos and things like tickets from the first movie they watched and the receipt of the first meal Kyungmin treated Lev with, etc. He never wanted to forget him ;;

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there? Lev. Given the current circumstances, he has trouble falling asleep so Kyungmin is now his self-appointed teddy bear to hug through the nights and Kyungmin is okay with it even if he may bitch about it later, He also feels calm knowing Lev is safe in his arms.

Who is more likely to propose to the other? …probably Lev, though maybe Kyungmin will surprise us if he pulls his head out from his care about what other people think oerghiorhg

Who introduced the other to their family first? I think Lev already knows all of Kyungmin’s brothers haha and they probably got teased about their relationship but that’d be the only time Kyungmin is not self-conscious because he trusts his family and knows they won’t ever judge him/them. Also Kyungmin may know about Lev’s parents but never had an actual conversation? That will change if they try to take Lev away from him tho, they gonna know how much of a bitch he can be eorhoeirg

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair? Kyungmin. When they are at home and/or alone, he dotes on Lev often and one of those gestures includes playing with his hair while they talk or watch some telly. 

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated? Kyungmin. He is working hard to get Lev healthy again so he is cooking and fretting over his habits and basically smothering Lev with love that could turn tough if Lev teases him about it xD 

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other? Lev was the first one and after all these years and regrets, Kyungmin has learned how to fight for Lev too and be brave enough to keep him from any harm. 

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other? Lev, he was that bright spontaneous kid who treated Kyungmin often and as much as he could. Now Kyungmin tries to prepare some surprises for him when the nightmares are tough so Lev can get a bit relaxed. His surprises are never too over the top but he tries to show Lev he’s there and not going anywhere.

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things? Lev. Kyungmin hates foolish things but his exception has always been anything Lev does ;;

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch? Kyungmin. He makes sure Lev is comfy and warm before he dozes off.