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On a Monday night, beneath the buzzing basement lights, Muyeol stood over a washing machine trying to shove inside an impossibly large ball of laundry. He cursed vehemently at the clothes and the machine, and at times shook the box in pure frustration. The Songcheon apartments are a far cry from poverty, however, the management apparently isn’t boujee enough to afford decent maintenance on the damn washing machines.

In fact, the monster he wrestled with was the only one he knew to work at the time, and for the past week the residents fought over it like vicious wild animals. Tonight is the first he had a shot of claiming it for himself, and he planned on setting up camp to ensure that the enormous pile he’s accumulated is cleaned by the end of the night. Cursing again, he shakes the machine until the lid latches shut, and then whoops in satisfaction. All is right with the world - that is, until someone else walked into the laundry room.

Muyeol whirls around to meet them, his face lit up with victory. “Sorry babe, but this little one is mine now.”

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wyyongguk‌:

—.• “My bad.” The words gasped out in reflex, hand moving to the persons side to keep them from falling. Guk wasn’t drunk, but those around him? Wasted. Beer had been splashed onto his clothes, the others back, and he felt the wetness of the others shirt that said his own beer had spilled in the tumble. “Lemme buy you a new drink. and a new shirt, or something. Too cold to be in wet clothes.” A smile was flashed, all charm and kindness as he looked at the other.

The hand at his side is the only thing keeping him from tumbling over, chicken and all, and for that his temper subsides. His feet stumble, but he’s able to regain his balance, face pink with embarrassment. For some reason, the apologetic tone makes him feel like the guilty one. 

Still, he’s not good enough a man to turn down a free anything. He imagined if everyone was this nice then the world would be a lot less of a headache, and he doesn’t think twice on whether or not to accept. “I won’t say no to a new shirt,” he answers, returning the stranger’s smile with one of his own. “Are you this nice to everyone?” he asked thoughtlessly, half-distracted by the chill that now crept through him, picking at his wet shirt. 

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The crowd is thick. Even on tiptoes, Yohan can’t find the makeup noona who’d invited him to the festival, and while part of him now wants to leave (he doesn’t enjoy being alone in crowds) the splash of fireworks in the sky cause him to linger. The air is thick with smoke. The swarm of bodies shifts, an ebb and flow of too much arms and elbows and Yohan jolts as something splashes wet on his back. Grits his teeth– “Cold.“ Before turning, stopping, and and easing a step back as two men stare each other down in front of him. One of them has half  beer left, the other wobbles drunk, and Yohan pieces the story together from that.

Great. Were these two going to fight?

He tries to leave. But the crowd is a wall behind him so he offers instead– “Do you need me to hold your chicke–” The word drops unfinished as the other guy stalks off into the crowd. No apology. Now it’s just him and the grumpy looking beer stranger. “–I smell like a bar now, don’t I?”

His face heats with embarrassed rage as he glares at the offending party, hoping to burn some holes into his face. Now the cold pierces through his shirt and he’s no longer feeling so serene, but the voice of a bystander grounds him, as if a reminder not to start a verbal war. Muyeol opens his mouth to say something when the man turns his shoulder, scoffs, and leaves them with wet shirts and a soured evening. 

There’s nothing he can do about it; it’s too petty a problem for him to get riled up about, so he breathes deeply and calms himself down. “What a dickhead” Muyeol bites, now looking at the much kinder stranger before him. He’s tall, pretty and almost ethereal in appearance - but right now, he’s more concerned with the beer that soaked into both of their clothes. “You sure do” he confirms, smelling the foul (but familiar) scent of fermented brew wafting into the air. He considers the situation for a moment, then digs into the coat pocket to pull out a wad of napkins he got earlier.

“You were going to defend my chicken... Thank you” Muyeol smiles into this and offers him a generous pile. “Is it bad? I can buy you a souvenir shirt, though I can’t promise it’ll be pretty.”

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The night, cold only in temperature, put a buzzing warmth into his heart - or was that the beer? He, like plenty of others, enjoyed the beach-side fireworks only with his favorite restaurant’s beer and fried chicken combo. Except he ate alone, enjoying his solitude and the hellish spice in the midst of explosions, chaotic children, and the already stumbling adults. Colors flashed across the night sky and the black ocean alike, and he stood near the back of the crowd waiting for something (or nothing) to happen. Turns out, he need not wait long.

Like dominoes, one person collided into another. The dense crowd moved like a wave and he soon felt someone step on the back of his heels, elbow him accidentally, and spill the beer from his cup. Nearly full, the beer splashed onto his shirt and onto those unfortunately close by; he cursed beneath his breath, clutching onto what was most important - the chicken. “Whoa, excuse me” he snapped, spitefully. 

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hey guys, i’m gabe and bringing my boy moon muyeol to the crew! he’s lived in wonyang for four years and owns a small lgbt bar in songcheon named ‘drunken tiger’. he’s reserved and will fight you, but i promise he’s a good guy! he just has the personality of an old man! here is his bio and his profile. i’m looking for plots but am bad at making plot pages (so i didn’t), so please like this and i’ll come to you, or you can just hit me up either here or on discord (bread#9239). i’ll be posting an open starter for the lantern event shortly, too! 

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when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? why or why not // welcome!!

Last month.It was good because I saw some deer friends. 

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Is your character a morning person, a night owl, or something else entirely? //WELCOME!

Definitely a night person. Catch him drinking coffee at 2AM.

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Feeldog and Feelcat

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💖💖💖💖💖💖

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gifs of feeldog - 1 / ♡

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fxxldoggssy:

#NYLON #나일론@nylonkorea #6월호 #필독 #feeldog

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feeldog @ music bank

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|| DEXTER VI !!     • • • A  DENIZEN  OF  SPACE ! ! !      loading suggested tracks • • •

01. signal // f(x) 02. i’ll be there // heejin & hyunjin (LOOΠΔ)  03. anpanman // bts 04. iron boy // weki meki 05. 10 seconds // aoa

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[©Happiness] Feeldog - 180411

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이달의 소녀 (현진) (HyunJin (LOONA)) - I’ll Be There (희진, 현진)