#letter;minchan

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"Marry me, and I promise to protect your honor." (Para nuestros Vmin)

Minchan no pudo evitar soltar una risita, sin absolutamente ninguna mala intención, al escuchar la última frase de aquella propuesta-- Lo siento, ¿De que honor me hablas? --Todo había sido muy bonito, las palabras y las intenciones de Dongyul; sinceramente, era todo lo que podía pedir: Dongyul era amable y atento con él, un verdadero amor de persona, pero sentía que no podía ignorar ese elefante en la habitación que ambos tan bien conocían-- ¿Te casarías conmigo aún con el trabajo que tengo? Tu sabes que seguiré con esto un tiempo más... --Sabía que no tenía problemas ahora, pero casarse acarrea un nuevo mundo y nuevos problemas; Minchan consideraba necesario hablar de ello y saber--

[christakisbang]

yes, lee know-ya i see you aging along with me you're the second oldest but, to me you'll always be the maknae~♡

[writingforstraykids]

Addicted to you - Chp.14

Pairing: Minchan

Word Count: 4767

Summary: Chan decides to stay for a few days, and they can't stay away from each other for long. Minho's parents let Chan off with a gentle warning. Chan shows Minho the songs he wrote about him and Minho takes it differently than expected.

Warnings/Tags: fluff, angst, dry-humping, bottom!minho, top!chan, insecure!min, soft!chan, cuddles

Chp.13 | Chp. 15

I cannot breathe without you being right by my side I'll die So can you please come over closer Hold me tight, right now Red lights ~ Bang Chan, Hyunjin

Minho dropped the letter and jumped up, closing the distance between them without thinking. Chan pulled him in tight, hugging him close and burying his face in his shoulder. He closed his eyes as Minho's natural scent invaded his senses and couldn't help but smile as the younger one held onto him just as tight. "I missed you so much, Minho baby," he whispered. 

Minho hid his beaming smile in his shoulder and felt safe in the familiar warmth of his hug. "I missed you too, Channie love."

Chan smiled happily and turned to plant a soft kiss on his hair. "I'm so sorry for everything," he told him sincerely.

Minho pulled back, cupped his face, and shook his head. "I think you've apologized enough," he told him and was a little surprised to see Chan's eyes rim with tears. "Hey," he said softly. "Don't cry," he whispered lovingly. 

Chan closed his eyes, leaning into his touch as a few tears slipped down his cheeks. "I really thought I lost you. Seeing you collapse like that scared the hell out of me. You kept asking for me before you passed out, and they wouldn't let me come with you." 

"I know, Felix told me about what happened at the hospital," he said, and Chan laughed weakly. Minho caressed his cheeks, suddenly realizing that Chan must've bottled it all up to avoid making himself or the others feel even worse. "I'm here now, okay? I'm getting better," he assured him lovingly. Chan nodded and put on a brave smile, rolling his eyes at himself. "Oh, come here, you big baby," he teased him gently and pulled him back into his arms. He gently caressed his head as Chan sniffled into his shoulder and slowly calmed down. "Why didn't you come tomorrow? It's already late, and you must've been exhausted from practice. Also, didn’t you just get back home today?" he asked after a while. 

"I really wanted to see you," he admitted, laughing at himself. "I took three days off..in case you want me to stay?" 

"You did?" he asked surprised, and Chan pulled back, nodding at him. 

"I mean, if it's too soon, I can take the next cab back and-," he was cut off by Minho's lips crashing against his. A surprised sound left his lips before he closed his eyes and kissed back sweetly. Pulling back, he rested his forehead against Minho's and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Hi there," he said softly. 

“Hey,” Minho smiled and wrapped his arms around his neck. "I'd really like you to stay…if that hasn't made it clear." 

"I think I got the message," he answered, smirking and pulling back enough to look into his eyes again. He flashed him a sweet smile and leaned in a little before searching his eyes, asking for approval. Minho nodded and leaned into his touch as Chan cupped his cheek with one hand, thumb brushing over his lips. Chan connected their lips again, and Minho sighed into it sweetly. He pulled him closer as their kiss deepened. Chan is slowly losing his composure in the moment. Minho seemed to feel the same way, hands gripping his sweater and pulling him in as close as he could. Chan's hand slipped beneath his sweater, fingers caressing his back. He kissed down Minho's neck, and the moment his lips brushed over that weak spot below his ear, a beautiful moan escaped the dancer's lips. Chan bit his lower lip and pulled back, going back to kissing his lips. "I think we should slow down." 

"You started it," Minho mumbled against his lips. 

"I know..but..fuck, Minho," he moaned between kisses as Minho's hand slipped beneath his sweater, fingers teasingly brushing over his nipple. 

"A little sensitive, are we, Chan?" he smirked and squeaked in surprise as Chan lifted him up suddenly and carried him to his bed. 

Minho crashed into the mattress, and Chan hit his head against his chin as he stumbled in the process. "Fuck, Channie, don’t be so eager," he groaned softly and started laughing. 

Chan giggled and kissed his chin. "I'm sorry," he apologized, amused at himself. He tenderly brushed back Minho's hair and sank into his eyes as he braced himself next to his head. They didn't need words to know both of them were dying for physical touch, and before they knew it, their lips connected in another steamy kiss. 

Minho's hand sank into Chan's curls, keeping him in place. His body craved him more and more as Chan brushed his pelvis against his. He moaned beautifully into the kiss, needing more. Chan put more of his weight on Minho, grinding against him slowly. Minho winced softly at his knee protesting and gently patted Chan's chest. "Wait," he gasped and opened his legs a little more. 

Chan took the hint and gently grabbed his leg, wrapping it around his hips. "Better?" he asked so so gently, and Minho nodded, pulling him back into a passionate kiss. He started moving again, grinding down against him, already hard. 

Minho moaned again, meeting his hips eagerly, and threw his head back as Chan worked out a rhythm. His full lips were back on his neck before he knew it and Minho was lost in the pleasure, paying no mind to their volume. His eyes fluttered closed as Chan bit down just below his ear, and he subconsciously pulled his hair, hard. Chan melted against him with a groan, remembering how much he loved getting his hair pulled. Minho's unoccupied hand gripped Chan's sweater tightly as he tried to steady himself. 

Hearing how hard Minho tried to hold back his moans didn't make it easier for Chan. It reminded him of all the times they had taken a little risk. He was close already, the sensation of being so close to Minho again overwhelming him. "Min, baby, I'm -."

"I know," Minho gasped, a strangled groan left his throat. "Me too."

Chan's rhythm slowly started to falter as they chased their high. Minho held him as tight as he could. Suddenly, they heard footsteps on the stairs, and Chan exchanged a panicked look with him. "Did you lock the door?" 

"Yeah," Chan nodded. 

"Then don't you dare stop now," Minho told him, biting his lower lip hard as Chan picked up the pace again. 

He tried kissing him to quiet his moans, but Minho was too far gone to give a shit about his volume. As the steps got closer to the top, Chan quickly covered Minho's mouth with his hand, which only seemed to increase the pleasure for him. He took a mental note of that. 

"Minho, Chan, would you like some dinner?" Minho's mother suddenly asked, not very far from the door. 

Chan's eyes widened, and he carefully took his hand off his mouth. "We'll be there in ten, mum," Minho said, trying to sound as normal as possible, and quickly covered his mouth with his own hand as another moan threatened to leave his mouth. His eyes rolled back at the intense pleasure coursing through his body, and he knew he'd cum soon. His other hand gripped the sheets tightly, and his whole body shook as he tried to hold back. 

Chan watched him in amazement, he'd never get tired of that sight. 

"Alright, I'll be done by then," she told them, and her steps got further away as she walked back downstairs. 

"Yeah, me too," Minho groaned only for them to hear, making Chan giggle breathlessly. "Don't stop, Channie, please don't stop," he moaned. Not much later, he was arching up against him, eyes fluttering close as Chan's name left his mouth with a broken moan. 

The sound of his name combined with Minho pulling at his hair was enough to send him over the edge as well. Chan buried his face in his shoulder and groaned as he spilled into his trousers. "Fuck, we're no better than a couple of horny teenagers," Chan groaned, slowly coming down from his high. 

Minho chuckled blissfully. "Because deep down, we're exactly that." 

Chan rolled off him and sighed softly, taking Minho's hand and intertwining their fingers. "Your mum really knows how to pick her moment." 

"Just because you couldn't keep your dick in your pants," he snickered. 

"Actually, I did," he reminded him. 

"You're so fucking stupid," he said fondly with a chuckle and rolled his eyes at him. 

"I missed being stupid with you," he confessed and Minho's eyes softened. His heart raced as a blush dusted his cheeks. "Now, let's go and clean up so we can have dinner. We have to behave, Min." 

They grabbed some clothes to change into and went to his attached bathroom. Helping each other clean up might not have been their brightest idea because not long after they were kissing passionately, Minho pressed against the bathroom door. "Okay," he panted, placing his hand on Chan's chest. "We really need to stop now." 

"You really make it hard looking so handsome," Chan teased. 

"It?" Minho teased right back, and Chan closed his eyes, holding back a laugh. 

-

Minho's mother noticed the change of clothes but quietly acknowledged it, watching them take their seats at the table. Minho's father had gotten back from work just in time. He seemed a little surprised to see Chan there but greeted him politely nevertheless. Her son seemed relaxed, and his smile was genuine as he poured Chan a drink. Chan looked at him with an adoring smile as he thanked him. She sat down with them and waved them off as they thanked her for the food. She watched them for another bit before finally daring to ask. "Did you two work it all out?" 

Minho looked up from his bowl and glanced at Chan. "I-I think we did, yeah. He wrote a very long letter, so I called him, and here he is." 

"Minho," Chan cringed softly. 

"Fine, he poured his heart out on a three-page long handwritten letter, apologized way too much about being scared of commitment, and attached another letter filled with a lot of cute things about me in the end. I felt emotional and called him, and we talked it out, which made him feel like taking a cab and driving all the way here. We also-," Chan choked on his drink, listening to him ramble on. Minho gently patted his back before continuing. "-kissed. Stop looking at me like that. I tell my parents about everything."

"Everything?" he croaked. 

"You pervert, obviously not everything," Minho exclaimed in protest and punched his arm. 

"Hey!" Chan protested, laughing and shooting him a playful glare. 

"We know too much already anyway," his father agreed. 

"Dad," Minho groaned. 

"He told me you were his favorite first kiss, first time, and first lover if that helps clear things up," Minho’s mom chimed in amused, and Minho's ears burned up. 

"I…wait, that was your favorite first kiss?" he asked, confused. "How unromantic." 

"Excuse you, it hadn't been my idea to kiss. I just went with it," Minho pointed out, and now it was Chan's turn to blush. "Just because you can't stay serious whilst working and get ridiculously touch-starved and horny." 

"Ookayy, that's enough personal information for one evening, thank you very much," Chan stopped him and glanced at Minho's parents, who watched them, still very amused. 

"There's more where that came from," he reminded him. 

"I bet," Chan snorted. 

Minho stuck out his tongue before focusing back on his dinner. "Anyway, he'll be staying for the next three days if that's okay with you." 

"Sure," she nodded, agreeing. "Since you two are back to acting like an old married couple, I guess everything's alright again." 

"We..really?" Chan asked, and she nodded simply. 

"She says we tease each other a lot. That's how she picked up on me having a crush on you in the first place," Minho clarified, making Chan giggle. 

"Fair point." 

"I just hope you're ready to stand up for what you have now," she told him kindly. "I don't want my son to get hurt like this again." 

"Mum," Minho said softly, shaking his head as Chan put down his glass. 

"Your mother has a point, Min. You came here completely wrecked," his father reminded him. 

Chan took Minho's hand and swallowed hard, looking at Minho's parents before looking back at him. "I know I messed up, and I'll do everything to make it right again." 

"Channie, there's no need," Minho told him gently. 

"No, they're right. I hurt you badly, and I'm ashamed of it. I told you, you deserve better, and I intend to be that better person for you," he said. "Because you're amazing, Min, and I don't deserve you or your love. I can't thank you enough for giving me another chance," he said, and Minho's face softened. "I promise I won't leave you behind again." 

Minho smiled shyly and squeezed his hand. "Shut up, okay?" 

"Min, he's being sincere," his father sighed. 

"I know, but I refuse to cry at dinner," he announced, and Chan giggled softly. "You can have mine, by the way," he said, shoving over his plate. 

"Minho, dear, are you sure? Already?" his mother asked worriedly. 

"I'm full, mum," he told her. "I don't want to stuff myself." 

Chan nodded gently. "I'll make sure to keep an eye on it while I'm here," he said, which seemed to satisfy Minho's parents. 

-

Later that night, they were in Minho's bed again, cuddled up beneath the blankets this time. Chan's head was resting on his chest as Minho played with his curls. Minho leaned down a little and kissed his head softly, smiling as Chan cuddled into him even more. "You tired yet?" he asked gently. 

"Mhm," he hummed drowsily. "S'okay if I sleep like this?" 

"Of course," he assured him gently and continued the soothing movements, playing with his hair. Not long after, Chan seemed to be in a deep sleep on his chest, his arm lazily thrown over his stomach. Minho reached for his phone and opened his camera. He loved seeing Channie asleep. He always looked so soft and at peace, and today was no different. Thinking for a moment, he decided to take a picture and smiled into the camera, his other hand tangled into Chan's dark curls. He looked at it for a bit before smirking to himself as he had an idea. Glancing at Chan to see if he was still asleep, he sent the picture to the group chat with two red hearts as a caption. Smiling to himself, he put his phone aside, knowing he wouldn't be able to not laugh at their younger members' reaction and wake up Chan. 

Minho got comfortable and fell asleep with a soft smile on his face, finally feeling at peace again. 

-

He woke up the next morning as Chan started planting tiny kisses all over his face. "Channie," he whined sleepily. 

"Wake up, baby," he spoke softly and ignored the grumpy groan leaving his lips. "I made you some breakfast, come on." 

Minho sighed softly and turned to his side with a small grunt. Chan started tickling him, and Minho squeaked in protest, sitting up suddenly wide awake. "Chan! No, stop!" He squirmed away from him and giggled softly as Chan pulled him into his lap. "You're so mean," he sighed and leaned back against him, turning his head and hiding his face in his neck. 

Chan laughed adoringly and wrapped his arms around him. "Morning, baby." 

"Morning, love," he said, voice still a little raspy from sleeping. He rubbed his eyes tiredly and shifted a little to the side to cuddle up properly in his arms. "Is my mum already gone?" 

Chan hummed gently. "I assured her she could go to work even though you're home." 

"She really doesn't have to stay home with me. I told her I’m fine," Minho agreed. "What's for breakfast?" he asked curiously. 

"I made you some eggs and toast since you still have to go slow," he told him, and Minho hummed appreciatively. 

"Thanks, love," he said softly and pulled back, looking at him, still a little sleepily. 

"You're very welcome," he smiled and gave him a kiss. Minho cuddled back into him, giggling softly as Chan started feeding him in between taking some bites for himself. 

"Are you sure you can't stay longer?" he teased. 

He laughed and fed him another bite. "I wish I could…but I have to get back for a video shoot." 

"Huh?" he asked confused. "What video?" 

"For a new song," he told him. 

"No shit Sherlock, what song?" he asked, laughing. 

"Uhm, just a little something I may have written last week…and Hyunjin added in some bits," Chan said as casually as possible, but Minho didn't buy it. 

"Stop being so secretive, Channie. I want to know," he pouted at him. 

"Finish your breakfast first, okay?" he asked, chuckling nervously. 

Minho frowned but accepted another bite. "What did you do?" he asked amused, remembering how nervous Chan was when he asked him to record Drive with him. Only to fuck his brains out right after recording the song. So much for being shy.

"I might have written a song or two about you and how I feel about you," he finally confessed, and Minho's eyes widened. 

"You-what?!" he asked louder than he had intended to, covering his mouth in shock. 

"Don't make me repeat it," he whined and hid his face in his hands as he started blushing. "It may not seem like it, but I couldn't stop thinking about you." 

"Show me," Minho urged him. 

"I shouldn't have said that it's about you. Now it's even more embarrassing," he cringed at himself. 

"Even more…Channie, did you write another sexy song trying to hide its true meaning and failing miserably at it?" he asked, laughing. 

“More like two?” Minho blinked at him, too stunned to speak. “One of them is a solo song. I’m keeping it stored away with yours for now.”

“And the other one is with Hyunjin?” he asked curiously.

"It's the video concept they came up with for it that's making me nervous. I'll be performing with Hyunjin and..at some point, he's choking me, and I'll choke him as well," he explained. 

"Oh, he's great at that," Minho commented, absentmindedly and more so to himself. 

"What?!" Chan panicked, hearing his words. Minho realized his statement was indeed heard by Chan and clarified his thoughts. 

"I meant performing that type of stuff. I can't judge his choking abilities since I've never found myself in that situation with him. You'll have to ask Felix or just tell me yourself," he smirked, loving how Chan squirmed. 

"Minhoo," he whined as he giggled at him. 

"Sorry, I'll stop teasing now," he grinned and took Chan's hands away from his face. "Show me the song, pretty please? I'm curious." His eyes somehow sparkled and Chan conceded with a small whine.

Chan grabbed his phone and connected it with his headphones, handing one to Minho. He exhaled defeatedly and pressed play. The song started with heavy breathing, and Minho raised his eyebrows at him. After the first line, Minho stopped the song.

" ‘I cannot breathe without you being right by my side, I'll die’? You seemed just fine the past couple of weeks," he commented, and Chan groaned softly, making him smirk. He hugged him, laughing as the line 'Hold me tight, right now' rang through his ears. Chan hid his face in his chest, cursing him to stop being such a tease. He continued listening, his neck and ears beginning to display a soft pink from remembering Chan wrote this about him. "You want me to tell you I hate you?" he asked, getting confused. 

"Well, I'd rather hear that than nothing at all," Chan mumbled, clearly embarrassed. Minho chuckled, patting his back. 

Minho started humming along to the tune, closely listening to the lyrics. "You can't leave me alone…how possessive." 

"Min!" Chan punched his arm and laughed. 

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he giggled and grabbed Chan's phone. "Give me yours. I'll listen to it again, fully focused now." 

Chan handed him the other headphone and leaned back against the headboard of Minho's bed. He grabbed a pillow and hugged it close, hiding behind it, only peeking at him over the edge of it. 

Minho turned up the volume to the point Chan could listen in and closely this time. A soft blush slowly settled on his cheeks, and his eyes widened a little. It wasn't only the lyrics but combined with the heavy breathing and Chan basically moaning into his microphone really got his attention. Something about Chan's voice pulled him in, and he couldn't tune out the slight rasp. It reminded him of something else entirely, and once the song ended, he looked at Chan with wide eyes. "You have a raw version of this?" 

"Y-yeah?" Chan responded nervously and showed him where to find it. 

Minho raised the volume even higher and listened, feeling his ears burning up as well. His lips parted at the sound of Chan's voice, and he blinked at him. 

"What is it? You're making me anxious," he groaned and held up the pillow, ready to hit him. 

"I really love your vocals in this one," Minho confessed, and Chan blushed instantly. "Like…it's so smooth but kind of raspy at the same time. Just like when you try to seduce me or like right after I ate you ou-," he wasn't able to finish his sentence as the pillow hit his face, followed by Chan throwing himself against him. "Hey! You can't blame me for that." 

They struggled for a moment before Minho found himself beneath Chan. "You can't say stuff like that two days before I have to shoot the video for it." 

"You shouldn't be singing like that then," Minho defended himself. "I love the song Channie. You sing it beautifully. It just kinda turns me on." 

Chan stared at him dumbly for a moment, trying to comprehend what he just said. "It does?" 

"Oh, come on, you know I love your voice," he squirmed softly as Chan grabbed his wrists and pinned them down above his head. A surprised gasp left his lips as Chan leaned down and connected them with his own for a kiss. Minho kissed back longingly until Chan's hand slipped beneath his shirt and roamed up his stomach. "Love, wait," he stopped him, and Chan did almost immediately. "Uh, can..can you close the curtains?" 

Chan got up and did as he said, knowing he was worried one of his neighbors would see them. Turning around, Minho was sitting against the headboard, his shirt pulled back down, and fidgeted with the fabric of his sweatpants. Chan didn't need to ask to notice he was anxious about something. "Minho baby?" he asked very softly and sat down on the bed, facing him. Minho hummed, not looking up, until Chan reached out and carefully took his hand. "Want to tell me what's going on behind your beautiful eyes?" 

Minho smiled weakly and shook his head. "It's stupid." 

"I don't mind," he shrugged and fondled the back of his hand with his thumb. 

"I..I'm not comfortable with myself now. I feel like I'm not enough for you. I lost some weight, my knee is fucked up, and…somehow that only leads to me overthinking that stupid scar again," he told him honestly and found nothing but understanding in his eyes. 

"We don't have to do anything you don't like," he assured him. 

Minho chewed on his lower lip anxiously until Chan gently eased it out from between his teeth. "The thing is, I really want to..I just-," he groaned at himself and rolled his eyes. "Told you it's stupid." 

"No, no, it isn't at all," he told him and thought for a moment. "What if we switch it up a little?" 

"Huh?" he frowned. 

"If I'm the one riding you today," he started, and Minho's intrigued look made him blush already. "You could technically leave your shirt on no matter what we do. But we’ll do it only if it makes you more comfortable. Neither of us would see how fucked up your knee is either," he said, putting a slight tease at the last part, repeating his words from before. 

"Have you-Did you ever, you know..," Minho stumbled over his words. 

"I've never been on the receiving end like that, no," he shook his head. 

"Are you sure that's what you want?" he asked worriedly. "You don't have to force yourself just because I'm caught up in my thoughts right now." 

"I trust you," he told him gently. 

"It'll be a lot different from my tongue and fingers," he reminded him. 

"You were the first one I let do that as well. I trust you with this, Min," he said gently. 

"Oh," he nodded dumbly. He had his suspicions about being the first to do that to Chan, but he had never been sure. Thinking about how crazy he had driven him before with just his fingers and tongue excited him to see how Chan would look with him buried inside of him. "I have some lube, but I don't think I have any condoms around." 

"I don't care," Chan shrugged. "I haven't had sex with anyone else since we started. I’m clean." 

"Me too. Felix and I talked it through later," he chuckled and squinted his eyes at him. "Are you sure you want it a little messy for your first time?" 

"If you keep on asking questions like that, I'll be hard before you touch me," Chan said and made Minho giggle. "We'll be alone for long enough, right?" 

"Worried you can't keep your mouth shut?" he teased. 

"I don't like keeping my mouth shut," he grinned. "Not after what you said about my voice earlier." 

"Cheeky, but no. My parents won't be back for hours, so don't worry," he chuckled before hopping off the bed and pulling Chan off as well. He got a huge, soft blanket from his closet and threw it at him. "Cover the bed with that, please. I'll go get the lube." 

Chan covered the bed with the blanket, bending over to push it beneath the mattress at the corners so it'd stay in place. He flinched in surprise as Minho suddenly slapped his butt. "Typical," he laughed and smiled to himself as Minho stepped behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist. He leaned back against him and covered Minho's smaller hands with his own. "How do you want me?" he asked quietly, suddenly feeling slightly nervous. 

Minho planted a soft kiss on the back of his neck and intertwined their fingers. "Depends on what's more comfortable for you. You want to see what I'm doing?" 

"I think so, yeah," he nodded, agreeing. 

"Then on your back," he told him and decided he'd focus on Chan's well-being instead of listening to his stupid insecurities.

"Are you sure?" he asked gently, turning in his hold, and searching his eyes. 

"I trust you," Minho answered, and Chan's face softened with a smile that made his dimples appear. His heart skipped a beat, looking deeply into his eyes, which radiated nothing but warmth. "You're so cute sometimes," he smiled and cupped his face. "And so pretty," he added before kissing him very sweetly. 

Chan kissed back with a gentle hum and wrapped his arms loosely around his hips. 

Minho held him close as they kissed, walking him towards the bed until Chan could feel it against the back of his knees. He took a step back and helped Chan out of his shirt before removing his own. Chan's sweatpants followed, and this time, Chan helped Minho. 

He glanced at his knee and tried not to sound too worried as he spoke up. "Do you want me to tape it before?" 

Minho needed a moment to think before nodding. "Probably better." He sat down at the edge of the bed and let Chan do exactly that, trying not to look at the damage too much. Minho watched him, stunned as Chan didn't hurt him once. Unlike Minho, who somehow is prone to hurt himself while doing the same thing. He smiled and softly brushed back his curls once he was done.  "Thank you, Channie darling." 

"Of course, baby," he smiled softly and put the tape aside again. 

"Now come here," he said gently, making room for him on the bed. 

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happy new year everyone ! 2022 was....most year of all time. awful. but i had so many of you by my side to make it better, even when i had to take some times for myself. so i wanted to appreciate you all just a bit, especially since i hit a follower count! i’m almost to 3k, that’s...insane actually. anyways, onwards !

@chanstopher my beloved, my twin. isn’t it so funny we were both too shy to reach out and talk to each other and now we’re the most annoying in the world? thank you for being my minchan partner in crime, my mary kate to my ashley, peyton to my brooke, etc etc etc. i can’t wait to see you in march 💕

@lonelystreetlight bestie love 💕 we’ve really had such a year haven’t we? all of our hours long talks staying up late this spring and summer were truly unforgattable and i’m so glad we met this past year. i love you so much (and love how i always win and am right :))

@hyunpic vilma baby my sweetest angel. my first friend on stayblr, you, like hyunjin, are full of so much love that it pours out of you. i’m so lucky i get to be on the receiving end of that. your passion and light never fails to make me smile, i love you 💕💕💕💕

@hanjesungs jay my wife!!!!!! i’m so glad we met this year and bonded and that you accidentally ended up turning me not only into a hantual but also a seungmin lover. honestly what a year it’s been for my bias line. anyways. i love you, i’m so excited for march 💕

@hanjisoonie​ BABYYYYYYY i love you......chris ur one of my favorite people. ur letters always make me smile and talking with you is always the most fun 💕 one of the first people i got close to on stayblr 💕 you’re so special to me i love you so so dearly

@sweetyoungk kobe, my beloved 💕 my favorite yonktual 💕 i know we don’t talk super often but i’m always so excited to see you in my notifs and when we interact, you’re so so sweet and have such a warm vibe to you, i can’t wait to continue to grow even closer as mutuals hehe 💕

@sunmisbf mar my beloved wayvtual and sunmitual......i actually cannot for the life of me remember how we ended up mutuals but i’m so glad we did!! your posts always make me giggle and i feel like i have learned more about wayv in the past like. 2 weeks than i have literally ever from you. also you’re always the sweetest i love youuu  💕 💕 💕

also since there’s so many, a bit of a lighting round and then just a general @ -ing of the rest of you  💕 💕 💕

@agibbangs lau my beloved, i love you and you’re always so sweet  💕 minchanners are always the sweetest  hehe, @jongseobie​ love that i have unknowingly and knowingly gotten u into two groups this year. my impact. you’re one of the funniest people i know and i love when we get to chat. @ambivartence SIYUAAAAN my beloved. your art always makes me feel like im in some kind of cozy cafe curled up with a hot drink and pretty art to look at on the walls. thank u for getting me into jacob this year it ruined my life. my linotual  💕  @joshuas aria my beloved i love u the most, my sweet, top 5 favorite aussies, i miss talking with you and u harrassing me about lino 💕 i hope you’re well whenever u see this 💕 @quokki ALE my love i miss u......ur art is always the most superb and incredible and i love when we get to catch up (not often enough these days imho!!! @bangchanies dom my insane jersey beloved. ur always so funny and knowledgable and make me feel slightly less old (or maybe we are old? who’s to say), i love u 💕

and for everyone else bc there’s too many to name:

@gymleader, @acrobaticcatfeline, @yang-innie, @sanayeon, @hyunchanz, @jeonwonwoo, @superboarding, @seungknow, @seungazing, @bewby, @jinniebit, @seonghwaminho, @yonglixx, @btbtual, @leenow, @briankang, @nevoono, @hyunfelix, @diosmenu, @bangzchan, @cages-boxes-hunters-foxes, @usergyu, @bangchanz, @kyubins, @teamwangs, @fullmetalswift

that’s not everyone by any means, but if we interacted in any shape or form this year, please know how special you are to me  💕 💕 💕 💕 happy new year and thank you all for following me!!! if you have any requests feel free to send them in, and as always, please know i love you and i hope your days are rest and kind to you  💕 💕 💕

[xpiedpiper]

You are the best thing that ever happen to me {De Jun para Minchan}

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ♡

Era extraño. A lo largo de los años, MinChan había escuchado muchas cosas de diferentes personas, muchos pares de ojos le habían visto de muchas formas distintas, pero ninguno le habían mirado como los ojos del músico lo hacían. Y ver aquella mirada le hacía sentir algo similar a esas mariposas en el estómago que tanto describían en las novelas románticas.

—-¿De verdad? –No pudo evitar soltar una pequeña risita. Se sentía un poco avergonzado, aunque de buena manera. ¿Como podía ser que dijera eso sin pena alguna? Simplemente increíble–

@phasmatiss

[minchanslut]

At Your Service

Pairing: F!Reader x Escort!MinChan  Word count: 2.4K

You sighed deeply, feeling the warm water cascade down your shoulders, taking some of the tension you had built up on your muscles along with it, but that alone wasn’t enough. The immense stress that your job put on you along with so many nights of sleeping alone had started to get to you. You wouldn’t say that you were one to feel incomplete while not in the company of a significant other, but as your needs grew, you found it harder to satiate them yourself, often leaving yourself feeling unsatisfied. You craved the touch of someone else. 

Of course, you attempted to follow the trend of meeting people on dating apps and engaging in one night stands, but you were quick to realise that it simply wasn’t for you after having two separate experiences which left you deeply disappointed, and wondering whether men were even able to make women orgasm anymore. After telling your friend of your encounters and how you’ve given up hope on dating apps she suggested you hire an escort, if what you were looking for was just great sex. You dismissed her idea, saying that such a service would only be a waste of money and that you were bound to find someone who would be able to give you what you need, for free at that. But you had no such luck, not even after four months. It was almost as frustrating for your friend as it was for you, seeing as she had to put up with your constant whining and complaining. Even after months had passed she was still adamant about how you should at least try her suggestion, claiming that she heard of an extremely luxurious escort lounge through a coworker. It took some time, but eventually you gave in and decided to test the waters, though still quite skeptical, you had little hopes for what was to come. You had made an “appointment”, as they called it, about a week before, telling yourself you needed time to prepare, both physically and mentally. The website, which insured complete secrecy, offered a wide variety of escorts to choose from, which only made it harder for you to take your pick. After spending hours scrolling on your phone, reading the description provided of each escort and thoroughly analyzing their photos, you decided to go for a guy named Chris. His photo provided a glimpse of his toned muscles and charming smile, but not much else. You chose not to dwindle on your decision for too long, fearing that you would change your mind and end up back at square one. 

A week later you found yourself walking through the doors of a lavish club which seemed more like a 5-star hotel. There were both men and women dressed in expensive attire throughout the room. You timidly searched for the front desk, hoping whoever was there wouldn’t poke fun at your anxious state. Thankfully you were greeted with an understanding smile by a woman named Mia, who gave you a brief explanation of how everything worked. She would tell you which room your escort would be waiting in, and would announce to them that you were on your way and all you had to do was make it there in one piece. Seemed simple enough. Before you left she assured you that you had nothing to be worried about and that you were in good hands. 

“It’s not too late to turn back.” you told yourself, but if you did so you would lose both the experience and your deposit. Before you knew it you were already standing in front of Chris’ room, realizing then there really was no turning back. Chris was already standing at the door frame by the time you arrived. He greeted you with a smile, and allowed you to come inside, immediately offering you something to drink. You admitted to being too nervous to drink anything and he nodded in understanding. 

“Is there anything I can do to help ease your nerves? You know, before we start?”

You could only shrug, scratching your head awkwardly. 

“Okay how about, I eat your pussy? Would that calm you down a bit?”

You felt your cheeks heat up at his coarseness, but you went along with it nonetheless. That is why you were here after all. 

Chris approached you slowly, sitting down on the bed beside you, helping you out of both your bottoms before ridding himself of his shirt. You couldn’t help but stare at his toned arms and defined abs, and you would’ve stared at them for much longer if his touch hadn’t pulled you away from your thoughts. He instructed you to straddle him as he laid down. He chuckled when you gave him a confused look. 

“This way you can set your own pace, is that alright?” 

You decided to go along with it,as you figured that he would know what he’s doing. He guided you towards his face, your aching pussy spread out in front of him. 

“Whenever you’re ready.”

You took a deep breath and lowered yourself, providing Chris with direct access to your heat. He placed kitten licks on your clit, allowing you to get accustomed to the situation before wrapping his lips around the small bud and sucking harshly. You got the impression that Chris was enjoying himself just as much as you were, as he was moaning against your clit, the vibrations making your legs shake in pleasure. Chris’ hands found themselves holding onto your waist, helping you maintain balance as you grinded against his tongue, practically fucking his face. Your moans grew louder as your orgasm approached, your toes curled up as you pulled away, your pussy convulsing vigorously. You collapsed beside him as he sat up, wiping your juices from his chin with the back of his hand. 

“Do you need a minute or do you wanna go again?”

You asked yourself if he was insane, how could you go again after cumming that intensely. And yet no more than 5 minutes after your first orgasm you found yourself on all fours in front of Chris, who was thrusting into you at an incredible speed. He had his chest pressed against your back and you could feel his chiseled abs on your skin. He had one hand supporting his weight and the other rubbing your clit. Every so often he would plant chaste kisses on your back and shoulders, followed by praise that made you melt. 

“You feel so good, I won’t last much longer, shit.”

And he really didn’t, though neither did you. But mere moments later you were right back where you started, ready for another round. 

From then on you found yourself seeing Chris once a month, twice if you were lucky. 

You felt your muscles contort, an evident frown forming on your face as you refreshed the page once more only to receive the same notification. Due to your busy schedule the days you could make an appointment to see Chris were very limited, but luck had always been on your side and you were able to see him on the days you were free without any difficulties, until now that is. Your frustration grew as you continuously refreshed the website but were still met with the words “No slots available” 

You could easily be considered a regular there, but you hadn’t been with anyone other than Chris. You were unsure whether to just give up and visit the following month, maybe even making an appointment several weeks in advance this time, or to simply go for someone else. You really didn’t feel like going through the trouble of searching for someone else, seeing as it was already difficult for you to pick the first time. You were close to giving up on your search until you discovered a rather convenient quiz the website provided, which claimed to help you find the perfect sexual partner for you. After hesitantly clicking on the link you were redirected to a page with various questions regarding your kinks, desires and fantasies. It was a rather quick quiz that certainly didn’t beat around the bush. After calculating your results you were met with the name Minho in bold letters, along with a short description of him right beside his photo. You opted to trust their recommendation and booked a session with Minho for later that week. 

You walked into the building with less confidence than in the recent months, yet still not as apprehensive as the first time. You were nervous about what this new experience might be like, but you were excited nonetheless, wondering what Minho would do differently than Chris. Heading over to the front desk you greeted the receptionist whom you’ve grown fairly friendly with over the recent months. You made casual small talk as she typed away on her computer before stopping abruptly and looking up at you with a puzzled look on her face. 

“Do you not have a session with Chris tonight?”

Your cheeks flushed as you avoided her gaze, announcing that you were, in fact, there to see Minho. She cocked her eyebrow at you, smirking slightly and continued without another word. You shrugged it off, bidding her a farewell as you began heading towards the room you had been assigned, rolling your eyes when she shouted “Have fun!” from behind you. 

You knocked twice and Minho opened the door almost immediately, clearly expecting you. 

He was dressed simply, button up and black dress pants. His hair was pushed back, slightly damp from what you assumed was gel. He invited you inside and was quick to comment about how he had seen you before but never expected you to go for anyone other than Chris. 

“It’s quite an honor, actually, to have some fun with Chris’ plaything. Or is it the other way around, hm?” 

There was only silence, which caused Minho to sigh. He made his way behind you, helping you slip off your coat as he whispered in your ear. 

“No need to be so tense, I’m here to help you unwind after all.” 

He ran his hands up and down your arms as he nipped and sucked on the exposed area of your neck. His hands then traveled to your sides, fingers gently tugging at the hem of your shirt before pulling it over your head. His fingers softly traced the skin of your abdomen while he walked forward, leading you towards the bed. He planted wet kisses down your spine, getting lower with each kiss and pulling down your pants in the process. Once you were left in nothing but your undergarments he gently pushed you down onto the bed. You were at a 90 degree angle, your upper body laying on the bed as your knees pressed onto the floor supporting your lower half. Minho ran his hand up and down your back, humming at your reaction. 

“Eager, aren’t we? Maybe I should just give you what you want.” 

He wasted no time waiting for an answer as he placed a small kiss on your pussy through your panties. He moved onto your inner thighs, leaving chaste kisses on the supple skin. He could feel your legs beginning to shake with anticipation and he was quick to return his attention to your aching pussy, licking a long stripe up your clothed folds. Minho pushed your panties aside as he pressed his finger against your entrance. 

“Shit, you’re already getting wet, but you can do better than that, right?” 

He slid his finger in deeper, curling it upwards as his lips found their way around your clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves. He pumped his finger in and out of you at a slow pace, taking care to give enough attention to your clit. He withdrew his finger, only to collect your juices with his index and middle finger before sliding them back in, groaning in satisfaction. 

“You’re taking my fingers so well, can’t believe you’re so tight after being such a whore for Chris” 

You felt yourself clench at his words, burying your face in the sheets to muffle your whine. 

Your relationship with Chris was purely one of give and take. He provided you with a service which you paid for. You had no feelings for him and were sure he had none for you. Yet, choosing Minho over him this one time felt as if you were being unfaithful, but it also made your pussy ache with need for Minho’s touch. You wanted to feel him inside you, and you desperately wanted him to be the one to make you cum over and over again. He picked up his pace and had replaced his mouth with his thumb, which was now rubbing circles on your clit. 

Minho caught on to your attempt at trying to keep yourself quiet and clicked his tongue. With his free hand he grabbed hold of your hair, raising your head slightly so that your face was no longer against the mattress. His new position meant that it was now harder for him to reach your clit, but his index and middle finger never once stopped pumping in and out of you. 

“Now, now, if you don’t make any sound how am I supposed to know whether or not I’m doing a good job. Just for that I might not allow you to cum.” 

“No, please, I’m so close.”

Your words caused him to smirk, seemingly strengthening his ego. 

“Well, if that’s the case, I’d much rather have you cum on my cock, what do you say?” he said, removing his fingers from your heat. He helped you up, allowing you to sit on the bed properly. You eyed him closely as he removed his belt, his pants following soon after. He was left in only his white button up, of which half the buttons were now undone, and his boxers, the shape of his hard cock clearly visible. Minho unclasped your bra and helped you out of your panties, before slipping out of his boxers himself. He took the time to roll a condom onto his length, spreading your wetness onto the head of his dick. He pulled away for a moment, rubbing his thumb over your clit, followed but his palm slapping your pussy a few times. You felt your legs twitch as you ached to be filled up once more. He lined himself up at your entrance, but to your dismay stopping halfway to look over at the door which had previously been locked, swing open. 

You glanced over Minho’s shoulder to see Chris, who still hadn’t finished his sentence, come through the door calling your name, clearly not knowing you would be preoccupied with Minho.

“Mia told me that you’d be in this room, my session got canceled so I figured we could have some fun. Oh, am I interrupting?”

[inverrerdise]

“Get Away” MV Breakdown and Theories

Before I break down the patterns and themes in the MV, I first want to give a brief overview of what seems to be going on. This is, of course, my interpretation of the MV--if you have a different take on what happened please share with me!! I love discussing theories in MVs :D

Additional Note: I’ll do my best to summarize any information I think is important to the theory, but in some cases I’ve already discussed the topics in more detail in previous posts. So, you can feel free to check those out if you’re looking for more detail. For Thunder + Connect DIY Theory post click here and for the G.B.T.B. post click here.I apologize for typos or any other mistakes made.

The MV Overview:

Verivery has always played around with the ideas of clones/other versions of yourself in their other works, but this is the first time we see it so explicitly used. Get Away has a very clear good and evil dichotomy of Verivery and VRVR.

VRVR seem to be luring Verivery into their trap, inviting them to a nice dinner of celebration, tempting them with food and drinks that eventually turns Verivery gluttonous and eventually subdues them. VRVR seems to have the goal to be only version. 

The letter:

Here is the transcription of the letter for anyone interested:

My dear friends,

We are confident that you will remember us, for we have always been with you and each moment spent was full of delight and wonder. This letter is to express our joy and thanks to you. Thus, we would like to present you a small gift. We believe this will be a meeting with a quaint yet delectable meal shared by wonderful people, such as you. However, it’s your job to find the key to this party. Let me be so kind to offer you a hint: Each possess a small point. 7 will make a large Point will open. Only this way will you be able to enter this festival that we have so elegantly prepared. Merely imagining the glorious spectacle makes our blood tingle with excitement. We will be waiting for you.

Yours truly,

VRVR

The part of the letter of most interest is this: “Let me be so kind to offer you a hint: Each possess a small point. 7 will make a large Point will open. Only this way will you be able to enter this festival that we have so elegantly prepared.”

Notably, the instructions to Verivery indicate that 7 people are needed to get into the party. Only the 6 of them are seen forming the circle that allows them into the party, but after Verivery have been transported to VRVR’s layer a mysterious figure appears in the forest. I will address this figure more later in the discussion on some of the possibilities on who, exactly, this is.

The masked man:

At the very beginning of the MV, a figure is seen running through the forest, running from the floating orb that we see later in the MV. He appears to be dressed in a black suit. Eventually he gets caught, and a mask is thrown over his head.

During this scene, a compass is shown on the man’s wrist. The compass’s appearance makes me feel that this figure is connected to Minchan in some way, as he is the member most commonly associated with compasses in their MVs.

Minchan used the compass in Thunder to search for Kangmin and used it in G.B.T.B. to search for Gyehyeon (you can find more on this in my previous theories if you are interested.)

It is possible that he is trying to search for the entire group now, but it is hard to say anything definitively as we don’t know if this representative is supposed to actually be Minchan or just another figure.

The masked man makes a couple more cameos:

1) After Verivery have been transported into VRVR’s layer through the hole in the ground, a mysterious man appears beside the hole. It is worth noting that this might not be the masked man, as we don’t actually see the figure from the neck up, so it is hard to confirm this or not. However, he is wearing a black suit like the previous figure was.

2) At the very end we see the masked man wandering a looping, circular hall by himself, possibly trying to escape as his hands are out reached as if he is trying to find his way.

The red scarf/blindfold:

After Verivery have disappeared through the hole, a red scarf is seen blowing in the wind above the hole. This scarf was last seen in Minchan and Yeonho’s possession in G.B.T.B., but Minchan likely carries the greater significance here.

We have a solo shot of the scarf, which is quickly followed by the mysterious figure’s appearance beside the hole (and a pair of shoes, but again, I’ll get to my two possible theories on that later.)

In this MV, however, the scarf is not used as a blindfold like it was previously.

The symbolism of “O”:

The symbol of “O” makes several appearances throughout the MV. This “O” in the name of their new series “Series O” is supposed to represent the dark space hidden within each individual.

With that in mind, let’s consider the many appearances of “O” or circles throughout the MV.

A few examples include: the orb, the circle table they sit around in the tent, their circle dance set (first seen in G.B.T.B.), the boys forming a circle together (first seen in Thunder) before they are transported their next location (through a circular whole in the ground), the circle of beds they wake up in, the circle of forks, the circle table they sit around for the feast, and the circle of chairs they are seen in when at the gunpoint of VRVR. There is also the significance of the focus on eyes in this MV, another example of a “O” first seen with Dongheon’s eyes when they arrive in the circle room, and then Kangmin’s eye when they are tied up by VRVR.

Interestingly, you’ll notice that VRVR are surrounded by much more square and rectangular objects in their scenes such as the TVs and even their table. Compare this to the circles constantly used with Verivery.

When VRVR leave their hideout to fetch the incapacitated Verivery, a blue “O” appears on the screen, perhaps indicating that VRVR are the dark space hidden within Verivery, and their victory over Verivery in this MV.

The topic of surveillance:

Surveillance is a very prominent idea in this MV, as we can see several shots of VRVR monitoring Verivery.

Before I get into surveillance in this particular MV, I want to talk about Verivery’s history with surveillance. Surveillance and monitoring in Verivery MVs goes all the way back to Super Special.

In Super Special, there are several scenes of the boys with a recording filter over the MV. But perhaps most significantly, is the scene in which Kangmin finds a wall of TVs.

The next most obvious connection to surveillance is in Tag Tag Tag. Here, Yeonho finds an old TV with footage of their group entering the house.

Another recurring image with surveillance, is specifically the old TV. This old TV hasn’t appeared in every single MV, but it has been in Ring Ring Ring, Tag Tag Tag, Lay Back, and now Get Away. There is a TV/Screen seen in Thunder, but it is not the same design as the one that appears in the MV’s previously listed. This could be due to the 80s aesthetic they were aiming for in that MV, though, so it is worth mentioning. From Now has no clear TV, except maybe the monitor that sits on Dongheon’s desk. But Ring Ring Ring, Tag Tag Tag, Lay Back, and Get Away have the most obvious connection with the TV.

The floating orb seems to be one of the main means of surveillance throughout this MV. It is how VRVR sees what Verivery is up to.

Hoyoung as the mastermind:

Based on the MV, it’s quite prevalent that VRVR Hoyoung seems to be one in charge of the VRVR charge against Verivery. Before we get into that a little background on Hoyoung:

Hoyoung’s role in Verivery MVs isn’t always consistent, but there are a select few times that we’ve seen evidence of Hoyoung being a mastermind prior to Get Away. In From Now, Hoyoung is the one responsible for shooting the planets, a spectacle that all the other boys see and are impacted by. And in the first Face It concept trailer, Hoyoung seems to be trying to collect signals from each of the other members and sketch their location out.

Whether this was Verivery Hoyoung or VRVR Hoyoung isn’t clear, but I would speculate Verivery Hoyoung. It’s possible that his other version is just as calculating, if not more, than he is.

In Get Away, Hoyoung is the first VRVR member we see, and he happens to be alone observing the surveillance of the Verivery members.

Something interesting to note, is that prior to Verivery partaking in the feast and becoming intoxicated, Hoyoung is the only member who has a solo shot in his VRVR form. All of the other members sing in their Verivery form. But after the Verivery members have eaten the feast, only VRVR are seen singing the rest of the song. Hoyoung never has a solo shot of his Verivery version singing/rapping.

Kangmin:

Now, we could just assume that everyone in Verivery is good and everyone in VRVR is simply their inner darkness personified. And that’s a totally reasonable conclusion given how the MV ends with VRVR subduing and seeming to be victorious over Verivery. It’s clean cut. However, what’s the fun in that? Besides, there seems to be a lot more complexity in Verivery MVs for that to simply be the case.

Kangmin has obviously been at the center of a lot of their MVs. We’ve known something is up with him since Tag Tag Tag, and it’s a popular theory that this is when the real Kangmin and the fake (VRVR?) Kangmin were switched.

However, there is the possibility that fake Kangmin has been around a lot longer than we originally thought, which is suggested through this scene in From Now in which we see Kangmin putting a finger to his lips, as if telling the viewer that he has a secret. Kangmin again puts his finger to his lips at the beginning of Get Away.

This suggests that the fake Kangmin could have been around before Tag Tag Tag even.

In Thunder we see that the real Kagmin was presumably rescued by the other members from whatever he had been running from (his fake alter ego perhaps?)

But things are still as complicated as ever for Kangmin’s character it seems, so let’s look at little bit closer at him in the Get Away MV.

At one point, Kangmin with the VRVR group reaches for a sandwich/bread but is stopped by Dongheon how thrusts his fork into the sandwich/bread. This could be because while the other VRVR and Verivery members are enjoying their gluttony in rich foods and drinks, Kangmin notably goes for a very simple, plain food. It’s suspicious to Dongheon why Kangmin is not enjoying the more expensive food.

Dongheon and Kangmin both stare each other down, and the other VRVR members look on throughout the exchange. Dongheon then aggressively confronts Kangmin and threatens him, but then Gyehyeon intervenes.

Gyehyeon:

Now, Gyehyeon’s role here is important, considering what has happened to him in the last few MVs. In the Connect + Thunder DIY, Gyehyeon was the focus. He was the only member who never had an item that he was holding turn red. Towards the end of that MV, Gyehyeon wakes up in a barren room by himself, followed by the Latin translation of “He acknowledges, and he has feared me.” The final scene from the DIY MV is a blurry perspective shown from the floor, which is presumed to be Gyehyeon, trying to make out the exit.

The meaning of this is up to interpretation, but it could suggest that Gyehyeon has figured out something about the existence of VRVR members hence the “he acknowledges and he has feared me” (in other words, he has figured out the existence of his darker self.)

As I mentioned, earlier Minchan seemed to be looking for Gyehyeon in the G.B.T.B. MV.

And this part is a bit of a stretch so take it with a grain of salt because I don’t know how much of the So gravity DIY is supposed to be canon to their whole lore, but I will point out that when Kangmin is seen in distress and crying it is Gyehyeon who comforts him. Perhaps this suggests that these two are self-aware or on the same side? Kangmin is struggling with the weight of everything going on with the other members and Gyehyeon comforts him that they will help save the others. Again, that’s a stretch so just keep that in mind.

Back to Get Away. Gyehyeon intervenes when Dongheon is threatening Kangmin, and Dongheon looks prepared to end Gyehyeon then and there, if it wasn’t for Hoyoung telling him to snap out of it.

Kangmin and Gyehyeon:

Now, the inner conflict within VRVR could just be because VRVR are the worst versions of themselves, and they’re going to be prone to fight. Yet I still find it suspicious that it is only these Kangmin and Gyehyeon that are shown to have any conflict with the group.

We know Kangmin’s identity as real or fake has been up in the air every era. And Gyehyeon’s recent potential self-awareness puts him in the same sphere with Kangmin.

The pieces seem to be there. Minchan, who we have also seen to be quite self-aware of the things going on, is shown looking for Kangmin and Gyehyeon in previous MVs, and coincidentally VRVR Kangmin and Gyehyeon seem to be on the same side possibly? Interesting.

I propose the possibility that either Kangmin or Gyehyeon, possibly both, have been placed within VRVR.

Which leads me to suggest one my main theories that VRVR Kangmin is the snake within Verivery. This is backed up Kangmin’s shot with his finger to his lips, suggesting that he has a secret he’s trying to keep from the rest of the group (aka he’s not the real Kangmin). He’s also seen leaning on Verivery Dongheon after they arrive in VRVR’s layer, and Dongheon helps move him from room to room. This could be one of two things: VRVR Kangmin is leaning on Dongheon to try and show vulnerability, so that he and the others will no suspect his true intentions or, if not VRVR Kangmin, then it’s actually Verivery Kangmin, who is possibly still wake from Thunder (though doesn’t really hold up through G.B.T.B.)

Also, VRVR choosing to keep Kangmin and/or Gyehyeon within their leagues doesn’t seem out of the ordinary. It would be smart to keep their enemies closer to them at this point.

The left behind shoes:

I have two possible theories about the shoes. One theory supports my previous claims in that the shoes left behind are VRVR Kangmin’s, who is currently with Verivery. This theory isn’t as sound as the other, but I thought I would include it anyways for the variety. The other is completely independent theory about the shoes with no connection to Kangmin.

           Kangmin:

These shoes seem to resemble the shoes that Kangmin was wearing in the MV, though it’s hard to say 100%. Weirdly enough, the shoes didn’t go with him to the VRVR layer. Remember how the fake Kangmin always seemed to be connected with no shoes? It could be a sign of his true identity as VRVR Kangmin.

           Minchan:

The other possibility is that these shoes have to do with Minchan. The shoes are seen at the same location as the scarf, which obviously carries a clear connection to the last time we saw Minchan.

It’s also possible that VRVR Minchan already caught Verivery Minchan. As I’ve mentioned previously, Minchan has always seemed to be a bit more self-aware of their surroundings than the other boys. This is notable in Tag Tag Tag, where he was the only member who saw the fake  Kangmin at the end. In Lay Back, we know that Minchan was running from his other self for the duration of the MV. In Thunder he is the only one who stops what they’re doing to look out the window at something. And in G.B.T.B. Minchan is shown multiple times stuck in the center of a circle of chairs, one notable time in deep panic and fear.

From Get Away, we know that these circles are supposed to represent your darker self. So perhaps at the end of G.B.T.B., VRVR Minchan was starting to catch up with Verivery Minchan after chasing him throughout Lay Back, and was finally caught at the beginning of Get Away by VRVR Minchan.

This theory could suggest that the masked figure we see is Minchan, and the mysterious figure beside the hole is VRVR Minchan. And if that was VRVR Minchan in the forest, then perhaps he was the reason that Verivery were able to access the VRVR layer. The letter said that 7 will make a large point open (presumably the entrance to VRVR’s layer), but we only see 6 Verivery members, and yet somehow they are still able to get in. Perhaps VRVR Minchan was there in the forest, allowing the members to access the VRVR layer.

How, though, if Verivery Minchan wasn’t there? It is probably safe to assume that VRVR is still Minchan in some way—these dark counterparts are still the Verivery members, but just their darkest form. So if VRVR Minchan has captured Verivery Minchan, then it seems right now he is keeping an eye on the other members of Verivery and assisting his VRVR colleagues from a different angle.

However, based on the final scene of the MV, assuming that the masked man is indeed supposed to be Minchan, than it seems he is trying to find his way out of that circular hall he’s been stuck in to find his members. ---- That’s all for this comeback! If you made it this far, I appreciate you for reading all 3,000+ words of this <3  if you have theories of your or you want to add onto something I’ve said, or you have questions about what I wrote (I know it was a lot sdfnsfnafdsa) feel free to talk to me!! I’m always down for some good theorizing :D ALSO I’M SORRY IF THIS WAS A MESS AND IMPOSSIBLE TO FOLLOW I DID MY BEST

[kpopmakesmequestionmylifechoices]

VERIVERY - Get Away | Weird details & connection to old MVs | MINCHAN IS THERE! | secret French message on cake!

They are observed by a strange flying sphere.

As in Tag Tag Tag MV, Kangmin tells us (?) to be silent, which still and again hints on him having a secret.

One of them runs through the forest and gets kidnapped, someone puts a bag over his head.

The person who kidnapped him wears this strange compass watch. | Minchan had a compass in Thunder and G.B.T.B, the compass always pointed to Kangmin |

In the tent we see all 6 boys, sitting around a round table, while being observed by the sphere.

Yongseung has a letter, it reads as follows (I'm leaving out some parts):

"My dear friends, we are confident that you remember us, for we have always been with you [...] we would like to present you a small gift [...] quaint but delectable meal [...] is your job to find the key to that party [...] a hint: Each possess a small point. [...] 7 will make a large point will open [...] able to enter [...] Merely imagining the glorious spectacle makes our blood tingle with excitement. We will be waiting for you.[...]"

It's signed with a name, I on the first look thought it means Viktor, but it's likely that the first two letters are a VR an the rest idk. Looks like a VRtoR to me, if anyone can decipher it pls comment.

After the letter is read, they round up in the forest. | As in G.B.T.B, the circle symbolism is strong in here |

Whatever now the "key" was, they apparently found it and could open a gate | that's when those forks appear ... But the forks ain't the keys are they hahahahaha |

They wake up in an empty room, but on beds. It's 7 beds, the one in the center is empty. | Minchan's bed? |

The gate is open now, a black hole in the ground, there's a red cloth floating over it/falling into it. | Minchan held a red cloth, the exact same, in G.B.T.B. In G.B.T.B he was about to drop the cloth but then tightly grabbed it so it couldn't fly away. Did he now lose it? Did G.B.T.B predict the future? Is Minchan the mastermind behind that all, and that's why he always knows the correct way by using the compass? |

Someone left his shoes there. If you compare it with pic 7, it's Kangmin's shoes. There's fog coming outta the shoes. | In Tag Tag Tag, Kangmin suddenly was barefoot and seemingly possessed by ? The evil? He left into the dark without his shoes, Minchan was the only one who noticed it, the one who watched him leave |

The freaking kidnapper (?) comes to the hole/gate, we don't see his face.

Hoyoung observes the members, INCLUDING himself (!) on a screen. | The CCTV symbolism from previous MVs and my beloved TV that appeared in almost each MV are back |

Note that there arguably are 2 different Hoyoungs. One that is with the other members, and the one who observes them. Observer-Hoyoung has another style, glitter in his face and blue eyes. | In Tag Tag Tag there actually were two Hoyoungs as well, one in a mirror world and one in the actual world. |

Observer-Hoyoung wears black gloves. The kidnapper wore black gloves as well (see pic 3 and 4).

For whatever reason Kangmin seems weak and Dongheon has to help him walking.

Dongheon wants to drink sth but ends up handing the glass over to Kangmin without taking a sip.

Kangmin attempts to drink Dongheon's drink, Yongseung for whatever reason watches him.

The cake has French writing on it, it says Tirez-moi de lá, which translates to "get me out of here". | Note: "lá" actually means "there", and usually you'd rather say "Tirez-moi d'ici", as "ici" means "here". Interestingly, photo MV already used the word "there" where you actually would have had to use "here"... |

Yongseung gets angry and destroys the cake. | There's some strange fog above the table, the same that came outta Kangmin's shoes |

We get to see the scene in style of a thermographic/infrared camera. I believe that's the point of view of the observer sphere.

Dongheon suddenly randomly appears with an apple. The lyrics of the song basically deal with an irresistible temptation, the apple always has been used as a symbol for temptation. But what tempts him?

They fall in some low-key delirious state in which they eat whatever they can find, almost animalistic. At some point some of them seem to lose interest, Gyeheon drops his fork, Yeonho pours wine (?) on the floor.

It's still observed in CCTV style, interestingly now not only by Hoyoung but ALL MEMBERS!!!

Kangmin enjoys himself a lot, but then wants to grab the srly weirdest food on the table: Toast. It seems totally out of place, next to all that fancy food.

Dongheon gets angry at that and rams a fork into the toast. The others watch the scene without really caring. | The entire scene seems to be about greed, in my eyes. Wouldn't that, alongside the apple, be a somewhat biblical reference tho? |

Following the fight over the ...toast..., Dongheon aggressively pushes Kangmin against some metal lattice/cages idk. After a weirdly sexually suggestive (???) almost kiss (???) he wants to stab Kangmin with the fork...

Now things however get complicated. The outfits changed. The Kangmin that ate the grapes wears another outfit than the Kangmin who wants the toast. Same with Dongheon and his apple. In the apple scene, he wore a different outfit than in the toast scene. The outfit in the toast scene and in the fight scene are the same. Arguably, it's the same clothing style like Observer-Hoyoung wore since beginning.

The newly clothed Dongheon now also fights with Gyeheon.

At the same time, members who wear the initial outfit, passed out and lie on the floor.

Newly clothed Dongheon wants to stab Gyeheon with his fork...There is a bathtub.

Observer-Hoyoung stops Dongheon (still new clothes) from killing Gyeheon. In the close-up one sees that Dongheon also has glitter on his face, like Observer-Hoyoung previously.

They all are in the CCTV room, watching how Dongheon (IN OLD OUTFIT HOWEVER) passes out.

The bathtub is in that CCTV room.

Everything hints on the existence of 2 different versions of each member. The clothes and room change might show us when we see the original members and when we see the low-key violent and corrupted members. | Note that the entire mirror world / 2 versions of the group have already been a theme in previous MVs, I wrote that down in a previous post |

CCTV members leave the...base. Everything suddenly seems very space-ish. A connection to G.B.T.B.?

The members in the old, simple outfits, are tied to chairs, sitting in a circle. The center chair, like previously the bed, is empty. Minchan's chair?

The CCTV members, wearing the fancy outfits, aim with guns at them.

Kangmin is the only member opening his eyes. When looking at his eyes thoroughly, one notices that his iris has a very strange pattern and a structure that one usually knows from screens.

A very short shot at the end shows a spiral-like way, literally spiraling down. The interesting thing however is that there's a person with a bag over his head, walking down that way without seeing anything, stretching his arms forward - arguably to find his way through touch because he literally can't see. That DEFINITELY is the member that was kidnapped in the very beginning. My assumption still is that the kidnapped person must be Kangmin. With the kidnapper I'm not sure, it might be Minchan (because compass and cloth) but could also be Hoyoung (because gloves and 1st observer). Maybe they even worked together?

Conclusion:

1. Ever since Tag Tag Tag sth is wrong with Kangmin, it seems that he's forever locked into some dark and lonely world and the others constantly try to reach to him but somehow don't manage to do so.

2. They definitely made sure to implement Minchan in the MV, even if only indirectly.

3. There again seems to be a good version of verivery and an evil version. Why ? What do they want ?

4. The letter is utterly creepy. It seems as if someone wants to play with them. To play a nasty and dangerous game, but I have no idea what the purpose it.

[shiroichou]

VRVR Mission walkthrough

1st things 1st... props to Jelpi for thinking of increasing the excitement for this comeback AND involving intl Verrers by adding ENGLISH elements in this. ♥

Here's a quick guide (spoiler free) for the mission given on the website: Navigate to Room No. 8 (top left corner picture) on verivery.kr and open the letter on the canvas stand located on the right hand side. The content goes as follows...

And you can start the mission .... Have fun! ^^

SPOILER ALERT / DISCLAIMER: In case you want to solve the riddles on your own, don't read the latter part of this post that is going to follow down here... until you've figured out everything. :)

You are going to be led to the previous 7 rooms dedicated to each member. By clicking on the Question-boxes (marked with a 'Q') you need to start the mini-missions. In detail, you're given the task of completing a given quote by selecting the correct item in each room. If you succeed, you get an alphabetic character which you're going to need for putting together the password in order to solve the mission given in room no. 8

Here are the (MISSING WORDS) for each quote/room/member in chronological order:

~ Kangmin's room ~

They have the (GUNS), we have the poets. Therefore, we will win. - Howard Zinn

~ Yeonho's room ~

Faith is like (ELECTRICITY [electric circuit distributor] ). You can't see it, but you can see the light. - Gregory Dickow

~ Gyehyeon's room ~

Look in a (MIRROR) and one thing’s sure; what we see is not who we are. - Richard Bach

~ Minchan's room ~

Living without an aim is like sailing without a (COMPASS). - J. Ruskin

~ Yongseung's room ~

Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken ( GLASS [glass/crystal ball] ). - Anton Chekhov

~ Dongheon's room ~

In ( PHOTOGRAPHY (photo booth)) there is a reality so subtle that it becomes more real than reality. - Alfred Stieglitz

~Hoyoung's room ~

You can observe a lot by just (WATCHING [CCTV/security cam] ). - Yogi Berra

Back in room no. 8 choose the laptop and click on your earned letters to enter the password “REPLACE” and voilà: YOU DID IT - enjoy the short video clips! :)

PS: Do not forget to leave your mail adress by "knocking" on the door on the right hand side... you'll get a HD picture and message from one VRVR member (random).

Hope this walkthrough helped you out. :D

[yngseung]

what do you think of the members' letters/interviews (from the website)? i got minchan's and teared up towards the end of his :'(

hi anon!! sorry for the late response aww yeah minchans answer was really thought out and must have struck a chord within him seeing as he just came back from a break. it seems like many of them had some pretty i guess standard and valid answers about what theyd do when they have a bad day or some bad thoughts but minchans i think was the only member who was a little different? a whole paragraph but a whole paragraph dedicated to not necessarily how he has overcome those thoughts but how hes going on in regardless and something about that for me hit a lil different.

[picdpipcr]

Minchan, ¿te disfrazarías de daredevil para halloween?

----Es porque soy Abogado, ¿No? --Una relación simple pero efectiva. Usualmente trabajaba en Halloween, pero no sería una mala idea descansar y disfrazarse ese año-- Mmm... El traje de Daredevil no es de mi estilo, pero podría tenerlo en consideración.

[gyeheoni]

q&a anon here - nono it's okay! i like reading your mini essays

:0 more thoughts on the others' ? might you share them?

and yeah i get the part about the stigma present in asian cultures (am east asian lol) :( am just glad he's feeling well enough to share his experiences and come back to promote with vrvr again

hhh thank you for reading all of that if you did ! T-T i think overall vrvr's premise for this cb is super interesting,,, and sure ;;;; omg i really just ramble uselessly about things ;;;; but it's nice to talk to other people about this stuff :]] ! esp since i don't think the teasers are super accessible for everyone lmao if i didn't have kverrers i would not know anything that goes on (tbh i still don't kjfghdf) so have to give a big thank you to verrer twt ;;;; and yea ;;;; if anything i'm happy minchan gets to be with the others again ! they all very clearly love him dearly ;;;; and when times are tough you really need people who care about you close ! (all the letters can be found here ! for anyone who still needs to read them ^^)

i didn't have anything i wanted to speak on too too specifically so apologies ahead of time if this is all over the place ! first tho, i read a thread recently about vrvr's writing ? / speaking styles from a translator ! and i noticed some of the things they were talking about too... i also ! have the diy version of face you ! where the members all wrote a short message and i felt in those messages and in the letters too you can really see each of their personalities kind of clearly ? for lack of a better description ;;;; like we talked about minchan's ;;;; there's something very earnest and genuine in his ;;;; which probably took immense courage on his part ... and also like we talked about it seems his feelings are a bit difficult to lay out when he describes them ;;;;

and i get this from some of the members too ? i feel like i'm probably most familiar with dongheon fgjhdgjd i haven't been a verrer long but ;;;; i sit in on a lot of his vlives and i've mentioned it before but he has a lot of ?? cuteness in the way he speaks looool i honestly think that's just how he talks normally ;;;; you'll see in his letter too he uses a lot of exclamations points and the TT in one of his answers ;;;; i felt like nothing he said really surprised me, but his genuine interest in song production and that whole process is really endearing to me personally ;;;; he talked about it too in his voice vlive but he's had a lot of worries and struggles for this upcoming promotion and i think you can kinda tell from the way he talks about stuff but it's mixed in with fanservice (?) so,,, not gonna try and project ;;;; but i know he's been working really hard ! and i am proud of him u.u (*cringe cringe*)

hoyoung and gyehyeon LMAO fkjhgdkjfgh ... they both rarely do solo vlives so i haven't heard them talk too much on their own and in their letters too, it's pretty ! straightforward and to the point ! both of their answers are short and concise, no extra add-ons... maybe it's bc i'm gyehyeon biased (now ?? ig ???) but i feel like he's always surprisingly warm in some ways ... really did not take him for the fanservice type at all but i'm starting to see more of it ;;;;; of course take my interpretations as you will as a baby verrer </3 i don't see them both as too talkative to begin with so not much insight i could provide for their letters ! i just thought it was kinda funny, if you removed the names and pics i probably would have been able to point out who's who if you asked kjfghdjkfg oh ig another thing you can really tell that performance is a big motivator for gye ;;;; he's always been kind of an enigma to me so it's hard for me to read past that

yeonho <33 my bestie i care he ! i really admire his optimism / outlook a lot ! and i think that really comes through in his letter like filling his room with lights ;;;; and then the joke about the 'hole' being only 2 meters deep fkjghdfjgh he's so *heart eyes* you know :'))) a funny guy :3 i remember the members saying he really does have such a bright personality and that makes me happy to hear ;;;; wishing him genuine happiness always ^^ yongseung ! i think he's quite literal like hoyoung and gyehyeon were too in some ways in his answers but there's something very mature and eloquent in how he describes stuff... like that metaphor of deep water,,, shine says he's very well-spoken and i'd definitely agree ;;;; smth almost poetic to the flow of his words it's very neat :0 and lastly kangmin ;;;; kangmin is so obviously babie ;;;; he has so many question marks in his answers ;;;;; lol kinda looks like he's unsure of his own words (wow like me using 20+ ? in this ask probably) ik the other members have said he's slowly becoming more self assured ! and i certainly hope to be able to see that growth ^^

but yea ! overall ! like i said i don't much like the use of ... at least the depression question in what is ... to oversimplify a convoluted music video teaser drop ;;; i also think by complicating the process for all of this they might disillusion some fans T-T but in my opinion at least this was all a very intriguing and creative way to present the concept ;;;; tying together the two versions of vrvr to real life vs. idol vrvr is a very cool parallel ;;;; i just wish some of the questions were different or presented in a different context, i'm really excited honestly ! and i felt like reading their letters was nice insight ^^

[writingforstraykids]

Addicted to you - Chp.13

Pairing: Minchan

Word Count: 4482

Summary: Back home, Minho decides to make the best out of his break and opens up to his mother about the past events. After finding some letters his friends wrote him, he calls Jisung. It takes him a week to finally open Chan's letter, which seems to change everything...

Warnings/Tags: fluff, angst, jisung is too nosy for his own good, emotional hurt/comfort

Chp.12 | Chp. 14

A thousand miles away from the day that we started

But I'm standing here with you, just trying to be honest

If honesty means telling you the truth

Well, I'm still in love with you

Still ~ Niall Horan

Minho had been back at his parents’ home for the last three days. Upon his stay, his mother cautiously asked if all this had anything to do with Chan. Though he probably could’ve lied to his mom, Minho simply couldn’t stop hiding it anymore. He told his mother everything on day two. From how it all started, what Chan had said to him, what happened the day after, and even how his actions harmed himself more than anyone else in the process. He opened up about how much it hurt him since Chan was his first time and first actual lover. He told her how much they struggle to trust each other right now, but can't stay away from one another for too long. Minho went on to tell her about his insecurities kicking in, how he began questioning himself, and his constant fear of failure. He also told her about the night he stopped Chan from leaving, what had happened with Felix and Chan turning up in front of his door a few days later. 

His mother had been patiently listening, letting him ramble on until there were no more words left. "I thought something might've happened when Felix said you stopped taking care of yourself. And once I thought about it, it only made sense it was about Chan. You know, usually, he checks in every two weeks, asks if we need anything, how I'm doing, and tells me about you."

Minho had blinked at her surprised. "He does what? I call you every two weeks, why would he..?"

She had smiled at him knowingly. "One of the last times you came home to visit, I told you I'd love to hear from you more often. But I knew it may be hard because of your work schedule. Since you call every first and third week of the month, he took it to heart and started calling every second and fourth week. That way, he filled the gaps for me whenever you were busy." Minho had been too stunned to speak at her revelation, mouth open in shock as she continued. "Anyway, he stopped calling weeks ago, and I thought maybe he was busy. When you missed your call a week later, I thought the same. But then I saw you collapsing during that performance, and still, he didn't call. But Felix did…and I got a bad feeling. He usually calls me when something major has happened."

Minho sighed softly and turned on his side, staring out his window. So Chan had been checking in on his mother all this time, and he never had a clue. 

Of course he was…

Spotting his suitcase in a corner of his room, he groaned softly and got up, finally ready to unpack. He threw it on the bed and sat down, opening it up. His clothes were neatly folded, and on top of it was a small plushie he recognized as Jeongin's. "You're too sweet sometimes," he chuckled to himself and placed it on his bed before looking back. He noticed three small balls and realized they were the ones Chan had bought for his cats to take home. Minho took them out gently and smiled sadly at them. He had promised him to take a video of his cats playing with them. There were also some of his favorite snacks in his suitcase, including those damn cookies only Chan knew he loved. He spotted a small box and curiously looked at the piece of paper resting on top. 

"Open when you need a reminder to believe in yourself"

He took a moment to consider his thoughts, before ultimately choosing to open it now. There were lots of small pieces of paper with words of encouragement and sweet messages in his friend’s handwriting. "That's so sweet," he said to himself and put it on his nightstand. 

Once he had taken out his clothes, he spotted a small package and took that out as well, frowning. He sat back down and opened it, taking out seven envelopes with the names of his members written on them. Minho frowned, took Felix's from the top, and opened it, revealing a handwritten letter addressed to him. "No, they didn't," he breathed out surprised, and checked the other envelopes, pulling out letter after letter from his second family. He started reading them and couldn't stop smiling at all the sweet, thoughtful messages they had written, encouraging him and telling him they missed him. Promising that they'd be there to support him coming back, that a whole month without him would feel awful, and how much they hoped he'd be able to rest. All of them promised to call and visit whenever they could. Minho hadn't felt this warm and loved in a while and promised himself to keep those letters stored somewhere he could reread them whenever he needed to. His fingers brushed over the last envelope with Chan's name on it, and for a moment, he considered opening it. Then he put it aside and decided to look at it another time before dialing Jisung's number, who picked up almost immediately. 

"Hey, Hannie," he said softly. 

"Minho, I was just thinking about you," he told him happily. "How are you?" 

"I'm getting there," he decided to be honest. "My knee's still fucked, my mental health probably as well, but at least I started eating again." 

"That's good to hear. The eating part," he added, chuckling. "How have your first three days of exile been?" 

"It's been alright. Spending time with my mum and my cats is something I really missed," he told him. "Also, Felix stayed for a day, so I haven't been alone for that long," he giggled. 

"Right," he laughed. 

"I'm so sorry we didn't have time to talk before I left. How are you feeling?" he asked, and Jisung was quiet for a moment. "You can be honest; I can take it." 

"To be honest, I'm a little anxious at the moment. The past few weeks have been wild," he admitted, and Minho hummed softly. "I hope you can forgive me for suggesting a break." 

"Hannie, it's fine," he told him sincerely. 

"I never thought they'd say a month," he confessed nervously.

"Me neither, dear," he groaned softly. "A month is way too long. I'll bribe Chan with something to let me come back when I get too bored here." 

"Just smile at him. That's enough right now," he grinned. 

"You think so?" he giggled. 

"Oh come on, as soon as he's in his right mind, you have him wrapped around your finger, Min," he laughed. "Are you two okay?" 

Minho sighed heavily. "I wish I could answer that, but it's a mess. I guess we both don't really know yet, but it seems like we both want this to end happily." 

"Meaning you getting back together?" he asked. 

"We've never actually… never mind. I guess that's the destination," he shrugged. "But back to you, you've been feeling anxious?" 

"It's just…I feel calmer knowing you're here at the front during a performance or interview. You pick up on a panic attack way sooner than I do. That makes me feel safe," he told him honestly. 

Minho smiled sadly. "You're not alone, Hannie. Felix notices as well…and Channie knows how to deal with it and help you through. Just like he did that one time I had the flu and couldn't be there." 

"Yeah, you're probably right," he nodded. 

"I'm sorry for being such an ass those past few weeks. I know you only tried to help me take care of myself, and I didn't always appreciate it," he told him. "I want you to know that I'm really proud of you, and I'm thankful to have you as my friend.”

"Don't be so sweet, you're making me emotional," he told him, laughing softly. "Did you read my letter?" 

"I did," Minho nodded. 

"Then you know I'm not mad at you," he said gently. "I love you a lot, and I hope one day soon you'll be able to realize how amazing you are." 

Minho smiled and playfully rolled his eyes. "Who's being sweet now?" Jisung started laughing and told him to fuck off. "But seriously, you can call if it gets bad. And if you're too exhausted to talk, I can just talk shit and show you what my cats are doing." 

Jisung giggled softly. "That would be nice…Can I see right now?" 

"Sure thing," he nodded and got up, calling Soonie over to him. He picked him up, switched to a video call, and got comfortable in bed again. "Say hi to Hannie," he said, waving his paw. 

Jisung giggled and waved back. "Hii Soonie, you're happy Minho's back?" 

Minho glanced at his cat, who seemed unbothered, and chuckled. "Not much of a talker, are you?" he smirked as Soonie curled up on his chest comfortably and scratched his head. 

"Man, you look exhausted," he said, and Minho contorted his face.

"I know, it's fucking bad. My dad already made about a hundred jokes about it trying to cheer me up," he laughed. "I miss our makeup artists already." 

"As if they could fix that," he snorted. "You said it yourself, you have to be born beautiful." 

"Handsome people get exhausted sometimes, alright?" he quipped back, and Jisung grinned. "How's your love life going? I think we've all been focusing too much on my fucked up one." 

"Way to go, hyung," he giggled. "Everything's fine. No strings attached, as you know."

"They're taking good care of you?" he asked. 

"Oh, you know our maknae loves to be a tease. Seungmin's there for lazy kisses and cuddles. And Jinnie…," Jisung blushed heavily, and Minho started laughing. 

"Alright, I don't need to know how he is in bed, but judging by yours and Felix's reaction to that question, I'd say good," he grinned. 

"I think you're the only one of us who's more flexible than-." 

"Hannie!" he protested. 

"Sorry," he giggled. "I couldn't help but ask Felix since he got a taste of you both." 

"You're so nasty," he scrunched his nose softly. "And too nosy for your own good." 

"You've been having sex in the practice room, Min. That floor was supposed to be covered with hard-earned sweat only," he told him. 

"Who said I didn't work hard for it, huh?" he asked, and now it was Jisung's turn to protest. 

"So you're a bottom?" he asked curiously. 

"I guess I am," he shrugged. 

"Huh." 

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked offended. 

"I just never thought of you as one," he admitted. "I kind of could imagine Chan more as it…but then also not." 

"He had the experience, I just went with it," he shrugged, laughing. "Who knows? Maybe I'm an amazing top when I'm not with Chan." 

"I'd let you test that theory whenever you like," he told him absentmindedly, just letting his thoughts casually roll off his tongue. But he soon realized what he said and his eyes widened in shock. "Fuck, sorry." 

Minho's eyes widened as well at his comment. He took a moment to regain his voice, and his composure. "Han Jisung, that's a whole different conversation we'll have once things with Chan are settled." 

"Yes, hyung," he said sheepishly and buried his face in his hand, laughing. "God, Jeongin is right, I talk without thinking sometimes." 

"He's one to talk," he rolled his eyes. "He calls me mum after I scold him for not listening to me, I’m starting to think he's doing that on purpose…don't answer that. Also, to answer your question before, just ask Felix; he knows." 

"God, let's change the topic, I know too much," Jisung whined. "How did your mum take it?" 

"She already had a feeling this had something to do with Chan," he told him, glad to change topics as well. "She's worried because she knows how in love I still am with him." 

"Who can blame you? When he's not talking shit, he's the perfect boyfriend material," he nodded. "Besides his workaholic tendencies, maybe." 

Minho giggled softly. "I'll put him off caffeine, he has trouble sleeping without it already." 

"It's a vicious cycle," Jisung hummed, agreeing. "But anyway-“ He was interrupted by someone in his background. “What? Tell him I'm talking to Min!" 

"Stop messing around! We were supposed to be at the company half an hour ago," Changbin could be heard in the back. 

"Again?" he rolled his eyes softly. "My brain's empty." 

"Tell that to Chan, now move it," Changbin laughed and appeared in the picture. "Hi, Minho hyung."

"Hi," he chuckled. "Off you go, Hannie." 

"Fine," he groaned and rolled his eyes. They exchanged their goodbyes, and Minho giggled softly once the call ended. A talk with Jisung never left him disappointed. 

-

It took Minho a week to finally open Chan's letter. He was eating more or less normally again, getting more sleep, and having long talks with his mother about love and his life. His father was pulling him back to reality, telling him he’d have to pursue his dream regardless and not let his own insecurities stop him. By now, he had talked to everyone at least once besides Chan, and he started missing him a little. So after finding his glasses he made himself comfortable in bed and opened the last envelope with Chan's name on it. 

“Dear Minho,

I hope you're already doing a little better once you get our messages. At first, I wasn't sure if I should write one myself, but it would've felt wrong not to. I know I'm to blame for how you feel, for the things you're dealing with right now, and for your current insecurity. I wish I could tell you everything in person, but somehow, we keep making it worse whenever we try to talk, so here we go:”

Minho looked up and took a moment to think if he wanted to continue reading the letter today. What if it only confuses him more about their situation? He took a deep breath as his eyes fell back on the page before he knew it. 

“I don't know why, but the thought of the others finding out scared me. Maybe because deep down, I'm scared that someone won't approve of us, and it would make things complicated for all of us. Maybe because I'm scared they can't keep their mouths shut in public, and we'll get in trouble if the press finds out. I could've said anything to answer Jeongin's question, saying we're working on new songs or something. But I chose to talk shit about you instead to save myself. Believe me, I still don’t understand my logic behind that either. When you suddenly stood behind me, and I realized you heard every word, I panicked even more, knowing I hurt you. 

I wished we could've told them about us differently. But I don't blame you for doing it. When you told them what really happened that night, I snapped. I didn't have my feelings under control. And I know I would've had to tell them at some point, but not like that. I can't say I'm okay with how it happened, but again I don't blame you. You were only reacting to my bullshit, and I clearly pissed you off. I know I said I needed time to work on that, but I know that deep down, I forgave you the night you took my hand and held me close when I needed someone. I can't be mad at you for telling them. It was only fair that they knew the truth. 

Even though things have been going on for a year between the two of us, I never thought much beyond the casual kissing and having sex aspect of it. Don't get me wrong, you mean so much more to me than that. But maybe my fear stopped me from imagining anything beyond that. You probably have because deep down, you're a little romantic, and you always got so adorably excited when we did anything normal couples do. I promised you to stand up for the two of us and fight for what we have, but the moment a friend asked, I failed you miserably. I've never been in a relationship before, especially due to the ban. I've decided to stick with casual sex from now and then, but you know that already. Maybe that's why I kept that mindset even though I knew you meant much more to me than anyone else before.”

Minho had to take a break, putting the pages on his mattress and staring out the window. Had he been naive to think about all of this, imagining how happy they could be someday? Rereading the passage, he realized that Chan had been thinking about him as much as he did, maybe even more. But Chan had been too scared actually to do so. So, technically, he hadn't been the only one. 

“I don't know if you can ever forgive me for what I said, but I am truly sorry. I never saw you that way.  You're not cold, you've always given a fuck about my feelings when others didn’t, and I know you'd never use me. I'm so sorry I even thought differently about it. Minho baby-“

Minho closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath at that all too familiar name he had heard in different settings before. He tried not to think about them too much and resumed reading.

“Minho baby, you're kind and loving and funny, and gosh, I love making you laugh. You're so caring you often think of yourself last. Everyone knows you have their back. You're incredibly talented, and I wouldn't want to lead this team with anyone else than you by my side. Min, you're beautiful inside and out, and it's killing me that I'm the one making you doubt that. You once told me I'm your safe place, and I'm sorry for taking that from you. I don't know if you'll ever forgive me, but I'm ready if or when you do. No matter how we end up, I'll always be there for you. I'll always listen to your worries and make sure you're okay.

I really hope we can go back to normal one day. But until then, I want you to know all of the above. Please take your time and get some rest, you deserve it.

I love you. 

Forever yours,

Channie

PS: The following three pages are what I’ve written for our upcoming one-year “anniversary”. If you don’t feel up for getting showered with stupidly sweet shit, just put them aside for now.”

Minho couldn't stop rereading that last passage, trying to wrap his head around it. His fingers shakily brushed over the last three lines, and he felt his eyes brimming with tears. He cursed at himself, not believing how awfully emotional he was at the letter. Inhaling deeply, he flipped the page and read the additional letter Chan wrote. He was crying by the time he was done, feeling a bitter-sweet mixture of being incredibly loved and missing Chan like hell.

Minho grabbed his phone and the letter, sitting down at the window sill and rereading the whole thing three times. Once he was done, he grabbed his phone, and before he knew it, he was already calling him. It had been over a week since they last talked. Thinking back to that day  after reading that letter, he missed him so much. He missed his hugs; he missed his soothing voice, he missed his familiar smell. 

Chan picked up after a few seconds, sounding a little out of breath. "Hey, what's up?" he asked and took a few steps back, watching the others continue practicing the dance. They had just gotten back from their first few days of promotion abroad and got right back to work. Chan knew they had to tackle upcoming performances a little differently now that their main dancer was missing.

"Channie," Minho sniffled, and Chan's heart sank. "Do you have a minute?" 

"Uh, we're in the middle of dance practice-," he started, glancing around the room and bringing more distance between himself and the other members. 

Minho nodded to himself and pulled up his knees to his chest, resting his head on them. "Don't worry, go on," he cut him off. 

"No, I - give me a moment, okay? I'll call you back," Chan promised and ended the call before he could answer. Chan quickly organized his members to go on without him before rushing up the stairs to his room. He changed out of his sweaty clothes and flopped down on his bed, calling Minho back. Minho picked up soon, and Chan put the phone to his ear. "Hey." 

"Hey," Minho answered quietly.��

"What's going on? You don't sound good," Chan started out gently. He wondered why he'd call him and not Felix or Han. 

"I-I found the letters a few days ago. I read them and they made me a little emotional," he confessed sheepishly. 

"Oh, okay, makes sense," Chan nodded and felt relief swapping over him. Nothing bad happened in that case. "Wait, you read them a few days ago?" 

"Mhm," he hummed. "I read yours today." 

"Oh," he chuckled nervously. 

"Did you mean it?" he asked timidly. Unconsciously, he drew in a breath and held it in, awaiting his response.

There was a moment of silence that made Minho nervous. But Chan just needed a second to realize that he was talking about his letter. "Every single word."

"You're very confusing. I hope you know that."

"How so?" he asked calmly, promising himself to try his best to fix this no matter what Minho would say. 

Minho chuckled softly and looked at the sunset outside, painting the sky in beautiful hues of pink and yellow. "I don't know what to believe anymore because you were sweet and loving one day, then you pushed me away and said some nasty stuff the next…and now this." The older one hummed gently, not quite knowing what to say. "I forgive you, Channie, I really do. I know I didn't help the situation much by pushing you into a corner. And I'm sorry about the slap, even though you deserved that…and that stupid juice." 

Chan didn't know if he should laugh at that last bit or feel relieved about Minho forgiving him. "I know I haven't been easy to be around lately, but what I wrote in that letter came from my heart. You can believe in that." 

Minho chewed on his lower lip, sniffling softly as a single tear rolled down his cheek. "Promise?" 

"I promise I mean every single word," Chan assured him very gently. "I…I want you to be mine, Minho. I want to make this work for us, even if it's a secret for now because of our career. I want to be better for you because you don't deserve the mess I am currently." 

"I'm a mess myself, Channie," he told him. 

"It doesn't make me adore you any less," he told him. If Minho could see Chan now, he could see the sincerity in his expression, the want in his eyes. "I'm serious, I want to hold your hand and kiss you in front of our friends. I want to have secret dates with you, I want you to meet my family but not as my friend. I want you back, Min. And I want do right by you because that’s what you deserve." 

He closed his eyes in defeat, pushed his glasses up in his hair and buried his face in his knees, quietly crying into the fabric of his sweatpants. "I really miss you, you know," he pressed out. 

Hearing Minho’s voice and the sadness in his tone, Chan made a decision then and there, getting up and grabbing a backpack, stuffing some things into it. "I miss you too, so much," he said softly, his heart breaking at how vulnerable Minho sounded. He scribbled a note for his members and put it on the kitchen table before leaving the house, quietly closing the door behind himself. A little later, he was still on the phone with him in a cab. 

"You actually think we can keep this a secret?" he asked, suddenly having doubts himself.

"There'll always be rumors no matter what we do," he told him. "We'll just continue to ignore them…or have fun giving them more to gossip about."

Minho giggled a little at that. "You have a point…especially with that new dance. I shouldn't listen to Felix and Hyunjin when they have another 'fun idea'." 

"I think it'll be fun," he chuckled. 

"You always think it's fun when you have me pressed against you," Minho said smoothly. 

"You got me," he snorted, not knowing how heavily he made the other one blush. 

When he was only a few minutes away, he told Minho he'd have to get back to practice.

Minho glanced at his phone and saw they'd been talking for over an hour. "Shit, you're right. Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about," he assured him. "I'll talk to you later, okay?" 

"Okay," he nodded gently, surprised that Chan wanted to continue their talk later. 

"Can I tell you something?" he asked softly. 

"Yeah?" he asked. 

"I love you," Chan said gently, feeling a little nervous as Minho remained quiet for a moment that felt like ages. It had been the first time in almost a year he put it into words besides their goodbye. It was the first intimate 'I love you'. He had described it well before, sneaking his way around those three little words. 

"I love you too," he said softly, and Chan could practically hear him smiling. After ending the call, he watched the last bit of the sun disappear from his sight and smiled a little, thinking back on their talk. Were they actually okay again? He heard his door opening and didn't even look in its direction. "Mum, can we talk later? I’m not really up to talking right now, sorry." The last part faded into a whisper.

Chan quietly closed the door behind himself and took in the sight of him. The fading sunlight danced across Minho's hair as his lashes cast shadows on his cheeks. He still had Chan's letter in his hand and his phone next to him. Chan smiled softly, seeing him wear his glasses; to him, he looked very adorable like this. He was more than glad he followed his heart coming here. 

Minho frowned softly as his mother didn't answer and turned his head, eyes widening at the sight of him. He stared at him for a moment, and Chan tilted his head at him with a soft smile. 

"Surprise?" 

"Channie," he breathed out.

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Min, que te gusta hacer cuando estás caliente 👀

----¿Que clase de pregunta es esa? --Rió un poco, acomodándose un mechón de cabello tras una oreja. Era un tanto personal, pero... No le molestaría responderla. No es como si hiciera algo de otro mundo-- Usualmente estoy solo cuando eso sucede, así que... Suelo darme un baño de tina para relajarme. Si después del baño se me ha bajado la calentura, suelo comer algo dulce. Si no se ha bajado... Procedo a mi cama a jugar conmigo mismo un rato --Tenía un consolador y lubricante en su mesita de noche. No los utilizaba mucho, pero estaban ahí para cuando la necesidad surgía--

[xpiedpiper]

"I can't believe they left me out here, all by myself, with this music playing." {Para Minchan :) }

Ghost Adventures Starters

----BonHwa-yah, no puedes quejarte. ¡Tu quisiste quedarte aquí! --Bueno, MinChan había querido ir a un tour de Fantasmas en un cementerio y, cuento corto, BonHwa no quiso ir con el grupo y se quedó en la caseta principal, la cual tenía música ad hoc a la aventura-- Te lo perdiste. Había una cripta abierta. Creo que vi un pie.

[moondustaeil]

dumb questions and more tag!

Tagged by : @afishcalledfatin and @127-mile , thank you both!! 🖤

WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE SCENT?

Warm scents if that makes sense in a way, comfortable and homely scents.

WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE BOOK?

Ragdoll by Daniel Cole (i literally only needed to read 60 pages before i finished it but my cat peed on it and ever since then, i couldn’t read it!)

WHAT'S YOUR MOST USED EMOJI?

🤦🏼‍♀️

WHAT GENRE WOULD YOUR MOVIE (STARRING YOU!) BE?

Horror (I’ll even be the one who gets murdered)

WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE FAMOUS FOR?

Loving Moon Taeil.

WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD?

Frozen fruit.

COFFEE OR TEA?

First coffee, then tea bc tea leaves stains and I have a dirty habit of not washing my cup for a couple of days.

POPCORN OR M&M'S?

Popcorn.

WHAT'S ONE THING WE DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU?

Since I was young, I’ve always wanted to write letters to prisoners. I sent mails to ask about it before but you need to be 24, I’m 22 now. And I still look forward to it so much, it’s one of my goals.

IF YOU COULD ROB A BANK WITH THREE OTHERS (FICTIONAL OR REAL!), WHO WOULD YOU CHOOSE AND WHY?

Minchan from verivery , Seoho from oneus , Kyung from block b. Minchan and Seoho are INTP’s like me and Kyung is an ENTP. Kyung could distract someone with his social skills, plus his IQ is quite high so he can be the mastermind. Minchan, Seoho and I could set everything into action and rob that bank. As you can read, I simply have something for people who have the same MBTI as me.

WOULD YOU RATHER BE INVISIBLE OR FLY?

Invisible

FAVOURITE SUBJECT AT SCHOOL?

Psychology , law and society , and developmental psychology 

WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE FEATURE OF YOURSELF?

My hair when it’s not its natural colour, otherwise, the little mole next to my eye

WHAT'S YOUR ABSOLUTE DREAM JOB?

Something with involuntary commitment 

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