#hannyoontify.rambles

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svt as texts between me n my friends except i could only find a few good ones

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vernon would 100% indulge in your hobbies and interests. i wish i could expand on this more but my brain is fucking FRIED. but js imagine :(( he would make a such an effort to understand your hobbies and even takes time on his own to read up on them bc he js wants a better understanding of you and your thoughts. like he js wants to know everything about you. you guys have been dating for over 5 years? vernon still makes an effort to learn something new about you everyday. he's gotta make up for the past ___ years when he wasn't in your life in some way, right? love this man sm

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no one will understand how truly obsessed i am with the pre-chorus of home;run, like i am home;run's number one fan no one can beat me. (idt i've ever mentioned it here but i'm a bit of a music nerd. i don't like music theory but the knowledge is there so here's a small rant) THE FUCKING CHORD PROGRESSION IN THE PRE CHORUS DRIVES ME FUCKING INSANE LIKE that has got to be one of my favorite chord progressions ever like it's fucking gorgeous AND ON TOP OF THAT THE FUCKING DRUMSET i love a simple rhythm from the ride cymbal HELLO. and then that subtle build with the ride cymbal and the brush on the snare into the chorus PLSKSKSK oh my god and that ascending bass in the chorus where they go 모두 따라다라닷 뛰쳐나와라 baby (i lowkey thought it was a lick at first without the bass booster)

tldr ; the prechorus of home run gives off jazzy vibes and jazz is my favorite kind of music genre so . bottom line? woozi best producer MY GOD.

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i’m having a MASSIVE dokyeom brain rot rn feel free to send in soft thoughts because this man. he deserves the entire universe and more and i love him sm he’s so anjdjdjdjsjjsfjskafns

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wait i write some poetic ass shit when i’m sleep deprived. maybe i should do that more often

[01:48] half asleep, your boyfriend reached over to your side of the bed, missing your warmth, only to find the sheets cold and empty. whatever sleep jeonghan had left in his system was gone in half a second as he felt around but there was nothing but your sheets.

jeonghan sat up in a panic and looked around the bedroom. the bathroom light was turned off, meaning that you weren't in the restroom, and from where he was sitting, he couldn't tell if the living room lights were turned off or not.

deciding to check just in case, jeonghan clambered out of bed and slid into his slippers and shuffled into the kitchen and living room area. his hair was a tussled mess and the hem of his pajama pants dragged along the floor as he noisily made his way across the living room.

the area was dark, the only light illuminating the shared living area was the single LED light from your aquarium, where your pet fish was sleeping. even the fish were sleeping peacefully, but where were you?

there was a singular light turned on in the kitchen and jeonghan had a pretty good idea of who it might be. scratching the back of his head, he saw you sitting on the kitchen island, legs crossed and your back facing towards him. he spotted a your special tea mug next to you and jeonghan felt his heart break a little. you only brought that mug out for one reason.

'hey angel, why aren't you sleeping?' he called out. his voice sounded much more groggy than he had expected.

you whipped around, surprised by the sudden audience. 'hey hannie, did i wake you up?'

your boyfriend made his way towards you and wrapped his arms around you, burying his face into your shoulder. 'no, but the bed's cold without you' he mumbled.

you chuckled as you set down the book you had in your hand to card your hands through his messy hair. he had cut it recently, resorting back to his shorter black hair from the bouncy, curly hair he had a while ago. 'i'm sorry, angel... i just... had another one of those dreams'

jeonghan knew what you meant. ever since the big fight the two of you had a couple months ago, you occasionally had a dream? nightmare? that he would leave your side, leaving you alone with your broken parts. when you first told him about this dream, jeonghan felt his heart breaking bit by bit, but what made everything shatter was that you didn't go to him for comfort.

usually, if you ever had a bad dream, you would immediately wake him up, even if it meant that most of your boyfriend's responses were half-awake grunts and 'uh-huh's as you explain the dream to him. you didn’t mind since you knew he was trying his best to comfort you and the night always ended with you in his embrace. his arms wrapped tightly around your shoulders and your face tucked into the crook of his neck, the comforting and familiar scent of his shampoo and laundry detergent lulling you back into comfortable, dream-less sleep.

but the first night you had that dream, you ventured out into the kitchen and made yourself a cup of hot chamomile tea. you spent the rest of the night making yourself comfortable on the couch, reading percy jackson and drinking the cooled down cup of tea. jeonghan had cried the first time it happened, blaming himself for not being a person that you could always go to, but you reassured him that it wasn't his fault and you simply wanted to be on your own to collect your thoughts, and percy jackson helped get your mind off of things.

jeonghan no longer blamed himself whenever you had those dreams, but he always felt subconsciously guilty for being the reason that you were losing sleep. he offered all of his love and support and you appreciated every bit of it.

jeonghan nodded in understanding. 'are you feeling better now?'

you nodded and put the mug back in the sink. it was a white ceramic mug, a custom matching set with his. the two of you had painted the mugs together in a studio, purposefully matching designs and color schemes. it was your prized possession.

'yeah, let's go back to bed hannie'

after making yourself comfortable again in bed, you cuddled up against your boyfriend, who had a sad look on his face.

'it's not your fault, hannie'

'i know.. i just wish you could stop having these dreams so you're more at ease'

'me too, angel. that way i'll stop leaving you on your own in the middle of the night'

you rested your head on jeonghan's chest, listening to the low thumping of his heart. this heart had been broken and mended a thousand times over, with your help and love, just like he had for you. jeonghan had picked up every fragile piece of your heart and pieced it back together piece by piece, with his love and care.

'i love you angel. more than anything'

'i love you too, hannie. thank you for being here'

a/n : wow this is ass AHAHAHAHAHA. wrote this on a whim bc i couldn't sleep and i missed jeonghan. this is actually ass i'll probably rewrite this lol okay gn