#hyukkie

[mysilentmemory]

an edit of hyukjae laughing are so cute 🥺

[bunnyhyukkie]

[1eos]

when I say and will continue to say he treats most fans just like little kids, the evidence just keeps showing it’s self yet most can never see it lolllll

it's soooooo true 😭😭😭😭 leo patted her on the head like i do my 11 year old nephew after he does a kick flip off my grandparents bed hbqnnqnqnnqmqm. at a fansign asking leo for his phone number and he's like 'don't you have school in the morning?'

[cittielinks]

Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk are best friends and for Kim Dokja, he was nothing but a side character in Yoo Joonghyuk's fairy tale-like love story. And he doesn't mind really. He knows how handsome, cool, and overall the best person to date ( aside from his personality) Yoo Joonghyuk has.

While Kim Dokja is just your average man with average grades and average skills in sports. He likes to read but other than that he has nothing that can compare to his best friend. 

And as Yoo Joonghyuk's self-proclaimed best friend, he has to make sure Yoo Joonghyuk has the best partner its the only way of course, Kim Dokja will be the side character that will help Yoo Joonghyuk achieve his happy ever after just like in the books he reads. 

"Hyuk-ah, I think Lee Seolhwa-ssi is perfect for you. She's calm and collected and pretty too! She'd be a pretty princess for our cold prince ay. And you did mention she's your childhood friend? Isn't that a perfect fairy tale?" 

"Shut up, Kim Dokja. Eat your lunch." 

"I'm seriously helping you get a love life, Yoo Joonghyuk!" He said and took a bite of his lunch made by Yoo Joonghyuk.

"Why do I need one when I have you?" 

"Because it's what it's supposed to be, idiot! Someone like you deserves a happy ending with a pretty girl to match your pretty face." He said, nodding to himself. 

"So you think I'm pretty.?"

"Shut up--" He mumbles, his ears getting hot for a quick second, 

Yoo Joonghyuk stared at Kim Dokja and raised his eyebrow. Kim Dokja just shook his head and continued, 

"Moving on. How about Han Sooyoung then?" 

"No."

"Whaat? Although she's meh. she can literally bend you on her whims and you really need someone to put you in your place, Hyuk-ah no offense." 

"Kim Dokja."

"Han Sooyoung will probably change you for the better, Yoo Joonghyuk-ssi!"

"Kim Dokja."

"How about Uriel-ssi? She's very pretty too! I like her, she can be on par with your face. I think this will work! Don't you think, Hyukkie?" 

"Shut up, Kim Dokja or I will kiss you." 

Kim Dokja whipped his head and stared at Yoo Joonhyuk, his face is in a pretty shade of red.

"That's not funny, Yoo Joonghyuk!" 

"I am serious." 

Yoo Joonghyuk stood up and leaned closer that it was a few inches new Kim Dokja's face. His eyes flickered unto his lips then to Kim Dokja's eyes.

"Why are you so obsessed with pairing me with some woman."

Kim Dokja felt a spluttered some noises before Yoo Joonghyuk had enough and decided to Kiss him right then and there. 

Kim Dokja's eyes widen at the sudden kiss, it didn't process to him when Yoo Joonghyuk smirked. 

Everyone inside the room screamed in joy.

Jung Heewon hollered, Han Sooyoung nodded and said, 

"Took you long enough, gays." 

And everyone just laughed,

"Wh-what?!?" 

"Do I need to kiss you again?"

"N-no ! Stop stop stop!" Kim Dokja shrieked as he pushed Yoo Joonghyuk's face away from him.

Yoo Joonghyuk just chuckled and grabbed his hand, placing a gentle kiss on his palm while maintaining eye contact with the flustered man, 

"I like you, Kim Dokja. Take the hint.''

"Oh." 

"𝑜𝘩" 

And Kim Dokja pulled Yoo Joonghyuk's necktie and kissed him again.

[joongiemeow]

Baby Hyukkie 🥰💙

[leejihoonownsmyheart]

I didn't write it fast enough so here's half of what I wrote and won't be posting (cowboy hat emoji)

“And look who the cat dragged in…”

You groaned as you walked up to the wooden counter of the crowded bar. You gave the bartender- Jeonghan, an aggravated expression.

“Shut up.” You stated bluntly. You popped yourself down, and let your forehead smack into the counter. You let out a pained grunt of regret, tilting your now surely bruised head up. “I need a drink.”

Jeonghan started to move, picking up a glass.

“You know… The only people in bars on February 13th are-”

“Shut up Jeonghan.”

“- Really lonely and desperate and… Sad.”

You looked up at him, imagining what it would be like to strangle the man. He smiled as if he had no clue what was going through your head and set the glass on the counter.

“Drink up.”

You sat up a little straighter, your fingers tightening around the cold glass. You tapped your finger against it.

“This holiday is so stupid,” you grumbled. A confident smirk crossed Jeonghan’s lips and you interrupted him with a point of your finger. “And it’s not because I’m single. Or because I’m spending the day alone.”

Jeonghan leaned forward, letting his chin fall in his hand.

“Then why is this holiday so stupid?”

“Because it makes everyone so desperate,” you stated bluntly. “It’s a fucking Tuesday, and this bar is packed. All because people are so afraid of being alone on Valentine’s Day that they will do anything to wake up in the same bed as someone tomorrow?” You scoffed and shook your head. Tipping the alcohol that Jeonghan had poured you down your throat. Your eyebrows scrunched tightly at the burn in your throat and you placed the glass back down. You eyed Jeonghan expectantly.

“You aren’t going to hear any complaints on my end about Valentine’s Day,” Jeonghan replied with a shrug. He took your glass, pouring you more to drink. “I get plenty of tips.”

He pressed both of his palms against the counter, a sympathetic expression spread across his face, pressed into his brows. He let his head fall ever-so-slightly to the side.

“Really? Three years and he didn’t even bother to give you flowers? You deserve so much more than that.”

His sympathy was replaced by a slow smile. You rolled your eyes.

“You’re a psychopath,” you commented.

“I’m a broke college student,” Jeonghan corrected. As he spoke, someone joined your side. She leaned forward, shimming her shoulders.

“Hyukkie,” she whined, letting her hair fall to the side, similarly to how Jeonghan’s had been before. “I need another drink.”

He smiled at her.

“Let me guess… Another sex on the beach?” He suggested, already flipping a cup in order to start making a drink. You rolled your eyes at his performance and downed your second drink.

“Sex on the beach or… Wherever else you want it.”

Jeonghan laughed as if she had a chance, which you full well knew that she didn’t. He passed her the completely drink and as he did their fingers almost touched. You could feel the way she held her breath.

“I think that guy over there is eyeing you up and down,” he suggested and pointed behind her. She followed his gaze and her lips flickered up into a smile.

“You think?”

He gave her a confident smile.

“Happy Valentine’s Day to you.”

An excited shake racked her body and she tightened her grip on her drink. Thanking Jeonghan before running off. You waited until you were sure she was gone and then you lazily turned your attention back to Jeonghan.

“Oh Hyukkie-” Jeonghan laughed, and took your glass into his hand again.

“And with that you’re cut off.”

“Wha-” You protested with a squeak. You made grabby hands towards the cup but he held it away from you. “Jeonghan I just got here.”

“And tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day,” Jeonghan replied pointedly. “And you, are so very single and, sorry to say it, completely pathetic.”

Another sound of protest left your mouth.

“If you want to get laid tonight-”

“I don’t want to get laid tonight,” you replied bluntly. He raised an eyebrow and gestured to the sign of the bar above his head. “I’m here enough that you know me. It’s just another night at the bar.”

Jeonghan tutted his tongue.

“Poor, poor y/n. Your little facade is coming to a swift close.”

[galaxymagick]

Hyukkie hair & mukbang

[everythingateezbackup]

Ateez as your boyfriend: Mingi

cw: daddy (biological, dead), daddy (mingi), pickle juice, mentions of boy scouts, interventions, forced paper-bag wear, NSFW, penis-socks, penis-naming

You know you shouldn’t complain. You can’t complain — not when you’re sat in your Gangnam apartment, sorting through a mountain’s worth of requests from Seoul’s music-industry top-dogs, all begging you to dress their talents.

And so, you really, really shouldn’t complain. But… lately, something’s just been…

Off.

Something you can’t quite put your finger on.

It hits you again tonight, as you’re flicking through the requests you’ve been sent over the last week.

Fromis 9 want a cute, yet casual styling for their comeback. Pleated skirts and croptops, with subtly vivid colours that make the outfits pop.

SM are requesting a pastel, scout-themed styling for NCT Dream’s new song, "Lover Boy In The Tent" — thigh long shorts and quirky-looking shirts, preferrably encorporated with feathers and rhinestones.

Oh My Girl — cute, summery pastel outfits.

TWICE — cute holiday outfits with flowers.

Red Velvet, cute. Seventeen, cute. Block B, cute. Cute, cute, cute.

It washes over you then, that strange discomfort, causing you to drift off — off and away from the work you’ve procrastinated doing all day.

You stare blankly at the requests in front of you.

Disinterest, you realise. That unfamiliar, off-putting feeling that’s plagued you lately. It’s boredom.

Your realisation is followed by a sting of fear. You love your job more than anything, and cute concepts are your specialty — it’s how you dress in your personal life, and you love to experiment with clothes and materials — there is no way you’re growing bored.

You shake your head, pressing your palms to your eyes until you see stars. No, you decide, you’re not bored. Just overworked and sleep-deprived.

Pushing the feeling away, you pull out SM’s request form, and get started on NCT Dream’s outfits.

two days later…

"Checkered shorts for Chenle. Make them longer, just above the knees — more rhinestones on his beret, too."

"Y/n?"

"Velvet shirt for Jaemin, just to make him stand out a bit more. Maybe baby blue Oxford’s to match…"

"Y/n."

"No, just plain white ones, actually- he’s already got blue shorts, and-"

"Y/N!"

You look up from the notebook you’d been muttering thoughts into to see your assistant, Minhyuk, waving a hand in front of your face. You groan, pulling your hair out of your face.

"Sorry Hyukkie~" you whine. "I’m nearly done here, I’ve been stuck on these outfits for ages. We’ll go bowling soon, I promise."

"No, y/n, that’s not it!" Minhyuk says, clenching his hands into fists in front of his chest. "There- there’s a new client requesting your services."

"Oh. Just put their request form in the pile by the water-cooler, I’ll look through it in a while."

"N-no, y/n. It- uhm… there’s no form…" Minhyuk says.

"So… there is no request, then?" you question, raising an eyebrow.

"N-no, there um… there is…" Minhyuk bites his lip, cluthing his pastel pink fanny-pack that he always wears around his waist. "Um… they-"

"Annyeonghaseyeo, stylist-nim~"

A deep, velvety voice calls out from behind you, shooting shivers down your spine. You turn, startled, to see a tall man, biting his lip. He’s dressed in heavy, black combat boots, black cargo pants lined with pockets and straps, and a black mesh top. He is a stark contrast to the pale pinks, blues and yellows of your office, so much so that you have to stare at him for a moment for your brain to catch up.

The man smirks at you. "Haha~ Koyangi got your tongue?~"

You blink a few times, absentmindedly.

"S-sorry-" you blurt, "I didn’t expect- uh- wh-what can I help you with today?"

"I’m an idol," he says, "ATEEZ. Ever heard of us?"

You nod slowly.

"Haha… cool. We need a stylist. Our company is taking ages getting us one, so I’m taking matters into my own hands."

"And you came… to me?" you ask, absolutely bewildered. Why this man- this ATEEZ-member, dressed in all-black, belts and straps, would come to your building, where the interior design, the workers, the mannequins are all pastels, is beyond you.

"My boy Chenle says you’re Seoul’s top-fashionista." The man shifts his weight, tipping his head back. His pecs flex under mesh top. You try to focus on his face instead, blushing. The corners of his lips curl up into a knowing smile. "Why don’t we go speak somewhere … more private."

His eyes flick over to Minhyuk. He yelps like a frightened dog.

"It’s okay, hyukkie… Go get a slushie for us both while we talk. We’ll go bowling as planned after," you promise, shooting him a small smile.

"O-okay…" Minhyuk says. He turns to leave, then stops, and turns towards the man again. "B-but- but … don’t you dare hurt y/n! Or you’ll have me to deal with!"

The man cocks a brow. Then he looks to you again, smirking. "We’ll see."

Once Minhyuk has left the room, you go to talk in a meeting room, and the man sits across from you with his elbows on the table.

For a moment, there is silence. You clear your throat. "… I… I never caught your name," you say awkwardly, fidgeting with your pen.

"Ah, sorry. I’m Mingi," the man says. He pauses, smirks, before saying: "But if all goes well, you’ll be calling me something else very soon."

You arch an eyebrow in confusion.

He seems to take notice, and shakes his head dismissively. "We want a badass, sorta concept. Don’t care what, so long as we give a kinda… I wanna be him, I wanna be with him, I don’t wanna fight him though."

You nod, slowly. "That isn’t really… my area of expertise."

Mingi pouts. "But it could be, right? Please?~ I’m kinda in a pickle here, sweetcheeks."

You bite your lip. "I wouldn’t… be good at it."

"Practice makes perfect," he responds. He gets up and slowly begins walking around, approaching your side of the table. "I’ll even give you my personal assistance." He slides a finger across the parting of your hair. "In any… way- damn, you’re a greasy girl."

You flinch at Mingi’s words, reaching up to grab at your hair, protectively. You blush. "It- I’m overworked, okay!?" you defend. "I haven’t had time to shower."

Mingi looks at you, then he shrugs. "That’s okay. Daddy likes his baby girls stinky."

Your entire face goes bright red. What have you gotten yourself into!?

In a relationship:

- Not ever having had a father figure in your life, you experience a real sexual awakening in the meeting with Mingi. For this reason you decline to work with him, promptly kick him out of the building, and go bowling with Minhyuk and your guniea pig Balthazaar.

- After your 700th rhinestone on Chenle’s scout boy beret, you can’t taje it anymore. You look up Mingi’s phone number in the yellow pages and beg for his business back. Mingi chuckles over the phone, and whispers "I guess I could give you our business back… if you let me take you out on a date…" Thankfully, Mingi can’t see the way your cheeks go bright red. He can, however, hear the flustered voice in which you accept.

- For your first date, Mingi takes you to McDonalds. "Greasy food for my greasy girl," he winks, before ordering three double cheeseburger meals and a large Pickle Juice Sports Drink. He’s broke from the stylist deposit, so you end up paying.

- Mingi loves pet names. He calls you "babygirl," "baby," or "my greasy girl," all of which give you butterflies. You call Mingi ‘Fungi,’ because he’s a fun guy.

- The only man Mingi tolerates being around you is Minhyuk, because "he’s almost more babygirl than you are." For this reason, you don’t get to meet the rest of the ATEEZ until you have to dress them, seeing as it is your job, but Mingi makes them all put paper bags over their heads.

- Mingi frequently insists on letting Balthazaar the guniea pig sleep in your bed.

- The ATEEZ-members eventually get tired of wearing paper bags everywhere, so they stage an intervention. Mingi cries a lot, but eventually, he agrees to let them meet you properly.

NSFW:

- Mingi loves to be called ‘daddy’ in bed. If you use his real name, he pretends he can’t hear you.

- He is very possessive, and will frequently leave hickeys on your neck so everyone knows who you belong to. At one point, you wore a turtleneck to cover them up, so now he leaves hickeys on your cheeks instead. After, he says "I’m sowwy…" and pouts, which never fails to make your annoyance fade. He’s just so goddamn cute!

- Mingi calls his dick ‘Mikey.’ In the winter, he wears a penis-sock shaped like a motorbike to keep warm. He calls it "a bikey for Mikey."

[bb-donghae]

Yesung and Siwon comforting Hyukkie 🥺

Credit to owner

[heyychan]

mark confirming hyukkie cries a lot

[eunhaeforever]

So our Hyukkie will be hosting another show. I'm so looking forward to it! ☺️ The next: Kpop Girl Groups' VR Battle is a collaboration event between PICO and MBC and 5 girl groups who will complete in missions for the top spot. Eunhyuk: MC Girl groups: Pink Fantasy, CLASS:y, ICHILLN', PIXY, AND BUSTERS The program premiere February 25th every Saturday at 9:00 pm kst. on PICO . @superjunior @superjunior.page Credit op . #superjunior #eunhyuk #hyukjae #leehyukjae #jewelboy #dalnim #ildaneunhyukee #eunhyuk_outfit #superpopular #jewels #eundanee #pico #mbc #mceunhyuk #thenextkpopgirlgroupsvrbattle https://www.instagram.com/p/Co1uf7_ukUD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[lgchyuk]

on this day, hyuk’s phone lights up with a text from yours truly. it’s short and sweet and straight to the point: this sunday, 6pm. come hungry. there’s a pinned location and no further context.

the address leads to a teppanyaki restaurant tucked away on the outskirts of seoul. upon arrival, the hostess would greet the birthday boy by name and whisk him to a cooking station in the back where a familiar face has already made himself comfortable – except rowon isn’t seated on the guest side; instead, he stands behind the iron grill, donning a chef hat and a stupid, matching grin.

cooking for hyuk is a given, but just dinner isn’t enough. at the end of the day, rowon’s a performer so that’s what he does: he performs. he puts on a show, does tricks and twirls with the spatula, cracks an egg into a ladle and uses the running yolk to write happy birthday. if hyuk looks away for even a second, rowon would ‘accidentally’ lose a spoon and catch it right before it flies past hyuk’s head. eyes on me. there’s fire, rhythmic drumming. he keeps his guest entertained with stories and jokes in-between plates of grilled meats and fried rice.

dessert doesn’t sell itself short on theatrics. rowon throws an arm around hyuk’s shoulders, pulls him in, and makes him listen to an off-key rendition of the happy birthday song. and when it’s all said and done, he brings out a slice of chocolate cake with a sparkling candle bearing the number 1.

“happy first birthday, hyukkie ~” a joke, of course.

when the phone screen blinked and he read the name there he had a faint idea what he would get. fighting the urge to be a brat and reply with something uncool like “i can't, sorry”, he just left his best friend on read and finished the dance routine he had been working on the past three days; only later that night, he sent rowon a message, a short “treat me good or lose me forever”.

he also fought the curiosity to click the pinned location for the next few hours until sunday, despite being really curious about what rowon had in mind for them, but he knew it was something special - whenever the older man acted like that, all mysterious, hyuk knew a special treat was being planned.

his driver took him to the restaurant and even when he asked when it was time to pick him up, hyuk shook his head, dismissing the man. he wanted the full experience there with rowon and even when he tried not to look surprised when he saw him behind a food station, he failed miserably.

hyuk tried many times during the development of their friendship to take everything very casually, not letting someone know how deep and damaged he felt sometimes and how scared he was of putting people in danger, but with rowon it was almost impossible. the older male had a magnetic aura, something that pulled you closer and made you trust him, sometimes blindly; hyuk was partially like that.

“you look cute, almost edible”, he teased, leaning closer to the grill as he watched rowon give him a cooking show. it made him smile, thinking about the countless times he tried to learn something from him and always failed - and after some time, he just wanted rowon to keep cooking for him, their bonding language came through food.

they talked, as if they didn’t share a dorm, as if they had kept secrets from each other for a long time, and hyuk felt so happy he realized this was probably one of his best birthdays. for so long he kept himself from really enjoying that date with people other than his parents, that this year he was just grateful to have good trusting people around, people like rowon.

he covered his ears when rowon started to sing, a tease, finally, because it’s obvious he liked it when his friend sang but it was also a way to hide how overwhelmed he was feeling. the warmth in his heart is evident when he fell into rowon’s embrace and giggled his thanking words, his voice was a little choked but he promised himself he wasn’t going to cry, “i love you too, old man. thank you for everything”

[cittielinks]

joongdok proposal all throughout the years.

1.

The first time Yoo Joonghyuk proposed to Kim Dokja was when they were 6 years old. He had just gotten his teeth removed. Kim Dokja was holding his hands bc he keeps crying.

He wanted to look cool in front of Kim Dokja but his toothy hurt. 

“I’m sorry you had to see me crying, Jaja hic hic… I look lame” 

Kim Dokja shook his head and squeezed his hand. 

“To me, Hyukie is the coolest no matter what!” 

At that moment Yoo Joonghyuk vowed to make Kim Dokja his alone.

A week after his tooth got extracted, he begged his mom to buy him a candy pop ring bc he wants to propose to Kim Dokja!

After enough pestering, he got his candy pop ring and he was ready to put a ring on Kim Dokja’s hands! ( like that one series his mom watched every day)

When he arrived at the playground where Kim Dokja would usually wait for him so they could play, he saw a lot of kids surrounding his Dokja!

He run towards Kim Dokja trying to get near Kim Dokja but he was pushed away.

Why are they surrounding his Dokja! hmmp.  

“Kim Dokja! I’ll give you this toy if you become my friend!” Yoo Joonghyuk heard someone say to Kim Dokja.

Very vaguely but he could see Kim Dokja shaking trying to look around maybe looking for him? 

“umm, I uhh  can’t—d-don’t want to-“ Kim Dokja said in a soft voice. 

“I’m better than Yoo Joonghy—“ Yoo Joonghyuk pushed the other boy away from Kim Dokja.

“Kim Dokja is mine!” he screamed and grabbed Kim Dokja's hands and walk away from the playground. 

When they were far away, but not too far from their parents. He lets go and turned around and looks at Kim Dokja. 

 “I’m sorry, Dokja-yah” 

“I like Junghyukie more!”

“Really?”

Kim Dokja nodded, his eyes twinkling. 

“T-then will you marry me?” 

Kim Dokja tilted his head, confused, “What does that mean?”

“Mom said it means that you will be forever and ever and ever!” 

“Then I’ll marry Hyukkie so we will be together!” 

Yoo Joonghyuk hops, his smile so wide and his heart feels so giddily and happy. 

He held Kim Dokja’s hand and place the candy pop in his finger.

“There! This means that you are mine.” 

Kim Dokja smiled and looked at the candy then he stared at Yoo Joonghyuk who was looking at him.

He leaned close and pressed a kiss on Yoo Joonghyuk’s cheeks. Then they both heard a squeal from their mothers.

2. 

The second time Yoo Joonghyuk proposed was when they were in high school. Childhood promises were left behind in their minds but still, it lingers. 

It was around the end of the class, and Yoo Joonghyuk and Kim Dokja decided to stay for a while as Yoo Joonghyuk had to check the papers for the class the next day.

Kim Dokja sat beside him, reading yet another trashy novel he found on the Internet.

“This protagonist is so cool! I wanted someone to propose to me too” Kim Dokja said sighing dreamily. Yoo Joonghyuk stared at Kim Dokja and then continued checking the papers.

“Shut up, Kim Dokja.”

Kim Dokja huffs,

 “You’re lucky you’re handsome Yoo Joonghyuk! A lot of people would bend on one knee and propose to you!” 

Yoo Joonghyuk rolled his eyes and continued to finish a few more papers. 

Then it was silence with Yoo Joonghyuk finishing everything and Kim Dokja groaning at what he reads.

“Let’s go.” Yoo Joonghyuk said, standing and walking out to the classroom. Kim Dokja followed behind him. 

Yoo Joonghyuk stop so Kim Dokja can walk beside him. When they finally left the school ground the sun was already setting and the cool air begins to whisper to their skins.

Kim Dokja shivers and hugged himself to lessen the cold. Yoo Joonghyuk took off his jacket and draped it unto Kim Dokja.

“Thanks, Hyukkie.” Kim Dokja said as he snuggled with the new layer, Yoo Joonghyuk then gently held Kim Dokja’s hand and bend on his one knee. 

“Yah, Yoo Joongh—“

“Kim Dokja.” Yoo Joonghyuk cut the latter off. 

“Will you marry me?” 

Kim Dokja’s eyes went wide, he blinks, “What?” his mouth moved faster than his brain.

Yoo Joonghyuk chuckles, “I am not a protagonist or any cool character you like to read. I’m just Yoo Joonghyuk. A man who wanted to be with you. Will you marry me?”

Tears begin to fall, as he stared at Yoo Joonghyuk. Yoo Joonghyuk panicked and tried to wipe Kim Dokja’s tears and tries to calm him down. 

“Why are you crying? Do you hate me?” 

Kim Dokja hugged Yoo Joonghyuk tightly and shook his head.

“I like you too idiot, I’m gonna marry you so you better not back out!” He said muffled. Yoo Joonghyuk laughed and slip a plastic ring unto Kim Dokja’s finger. 

When Kim Dokja looked at the ring, Yoo Joonghyuk scratched his cheek lightly. “I didn’t have time to buy a proper ring,

I found this a while ago so this will have to make do.” 

Kim Dokja laughs, he really likes this dork.

3. 

The third time, Yoo Joonghyuk proposed they were already in college. He and Kim Dokja are not in the same department but Yoo Joonghyuk would always make sure the fool gets to eat lunch and walks him back to their shared apartment. Kim Dokja is an idiot and Yoo Joonghyuk will make sure that Kim Dokja won’t die.

College is hell but it’s bearable because Kim Dokja is beside him.

Kim Dokja mentioned that he will be having a drink with a few of his colleagues, usually, Yoo Joonghyuk would tag along but he has deadlines to finish today. He made sure to remind Kim Dokja to text him every few hours or so.

It’s already 12 am and he has not heard from Kim Dokja since 9 pm. Yoo Joonghyuk grabbed his coat and tried to call Kim Dokja’s phone again. 

After 3 calls it finally went through. 

“Kim Dokja I will kill—“ 

“Joonghyuk-ssi!” 

“Yoo Sangah?” 

“Yes, Dokja-ssi is very drunk right now. Thankfully you called. I was planning on calling a cab for him but he seems wasted,” 

Yoo Joonghyuk rubbed his forehead, “I’ll be there in 5” 

“Thank you, Joonghyuk-ssi!” 

When Yoo Joonghyuk finally arrived, Kim Dokja was laughing at himself while Yoo Sangah and Han Sooyoung was filming whatever Kim Dokja is doing right now

“Your husband is here, Dokja. We will go ahead now.” 

After bidding everyone goodbye, Yoo Joonghyuk placed Kim Dokja behind his back. 

“HYuokie!” Kim Dokja slurred. 

“Hm.” 

“lob u?”

“hm.”

Kim Dokja huffs, “u dont love me? >:(” 

“… i love you.” 

“hehehe” Kim Dokja giggled and wiggled behind Yoo Joonghyuk.

“Stop moving Kim Dokja.” 

“hyukkie everything is spinnijg i feelk dizzy”

Yoo Joonghyuk stopped walking and decided to let Kim Dokja sit on a bench at the park. 

“Stay still.”  he said, as he grabbed 2 sodas at the vending machine. He gave one to Kim Dokja.

“thankyew hyukkie” Kim Dokja said giggling and drank the soda slowly. 

Yoo Joonghyuk was looking at Kim Dokja making sure he doesn’t choke. After a minute or two Kim Dokja was staring at Yoo Joonghyuk.

“I love you, hyukkie.” 

“….”

“Hyukkie?”

“Love you too.” 

“Hehehe, I’m the only one you’ll marry right?” 

Yoo Joonghyuk chuckles, his Dokja is so silly sometimes it’s cute. 

“Of course, Dokja-yah.” he said smiling a bit as he took the stay-on tab from the soda can and slip it into Kim Dokja’s finger. 

“In this lifetime and in the next and next, I will choose you and only you, fool. Marry me?” 

Kim Dokja giggled and nodded, “of course! hehe” 

Yoo Joonghyuk shook his head fondly and intertwined their hands, “let’s go home?” 

Kim Dokja nodded, “home.”

4.

The fourth and not the final proposal was made by Kim Dokja himself. 

After years of being an idiot, they both had been in the public library because Kim Dokja wanted to spend their anniversary there. It wasn’t special or anything. They both sat on a well-hidden shelf, Kim Dokja was leaning his head on Yoo Joonghyuk’s shoulders as Yoo Joonghyuk plays with his hair. 

Joonghyuk-ah.” 

“Hm?” 

“I love you.”

“I love you too, fool.”

Kim Dokja slips a ring band unto Yoo Joonghyuk’s finger. He smiled at Yoo Joonghyuk and said, “Marry me for real this time?” 

Yoo Joonghyuk was taken aback, and didn’t expect it completely. And so he kissed Kim Dokja.

“Okay stop stop! I can’t breathe, hyukkie!” 

Yoo Joonghyuk laughed and hugged Kim Dokja tightly. 

“I’ll marry you of course who else would marry you except me?” 

Kim Dokja rolled his eyes and punches Yoo Joonghyuk lightly.

“Whatever, my big idiot.” 

“Love you too, my fool.”

[softtbinnie]

Kim Donghyuk ; the sweet omega ❝I have been in love with you for a very long time, Park Dojin. And you are gonna be mine.❞ ━ Hyukkie. Sweet boy. Dojin's sweetheart.

[Untittled Work]

[pigthy]

I returned to tumblr..

and found out I had hella accounts that had pretty good usernames, I deleted them and here they are! (feel free to try em, idk if they have been taken just yet)

shinee-s-back ming-howyousofine love-choi-youngjae main-rapper-jin merry-minho love-taemin not-junior actually-jinyoung namjoon-aegyo myhoe-wonhoe onlyu-hakyeon mainvoalleo beastbean-hongbean happy-hongbin happy-hyukkie nam-ster commitment0issues fuckingjunmyeon my-king-junmyeon

I still like some of these groups n stuff, I kept only two accounts other than my main one, (jinki-hyung, which will still be inactive, and thanks-jonghyun, which i will make my new kpop account)

[galaxymagick]

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🌟: i love you jaehwan: me toooo~ wait you meant hyukkie? taekwoon: please tell jaehwan you love him 🌟 jaehwannie i love you jaehwan: me toooo