eric, please

「 #ERICISYOUNGJAE 」 ━━ ❛ Always remember Eric loves you.❜

𝐴 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑦 𝑖𝑛: maknae syndrome with leader delusions. the group's pink representative, black-and-white wardrobe. baseball boy turned idol menace. la-raised mouth, seoul-born heart. affection with volume control broken. rubik’s cube brain, ramen stomach, skateboard knees. laughs first, cries later.

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Smoke slipping out between lips before it disappears into the Han River heat before it can do anything useful.

Phone light spills across his face, cursor blinking.

footlongskateboard: did i get the right loc? footlongskateboard: bro if u got kidnapped lmk footlongskateboard: dont tell me ur dad ground u lol

Summer has Seoul in a headlock tonight.

The air is sticky, the kind that clings to the back of his neck. Posture relaxed, one shoulder leaned against the railing while the river moves dark and lazy beneath the scattered city lights. Somewhere behind, bikes pass. Someone laughs too loud near the convenience store tables. The whole place smells like fried chicken, ramyeon, grass, and warm pavement.

Cigarette now sitting loose between fingers, ash gathering at the end.

Bad habit.

Worse weather for it.

Still, taking another drag like that is not a problem.

No, not at all.

Attention catches someone looking, brows lifting, caught but not guilty enough to do anything about it.

Car rolling in slow, expensive engine's softened purr as it eases into the location sent. A quiet corner. Not empty. Not crowded. Hoodie pulled over like always, cap brim sitting low enough that half of his face disappeared under the shadows.

Very undercover.

Very subtle.

Well, except for the car... obviously.

Just sitting there, both hands still on the wheel, staring through the windshield like the address might change or it would give him an answer if he stared and squint at it hard enough. Phone balanced against his thigh, pizza box warming the passenger seat, its aroma of cheese, potato, and whatever extra surprise he decided counted as generosity filling the inside of the car.

He still did not know who e.cetera was.

Just funny in a way that doesn't try too hard. Chill. Quick with replies. Short-tempered with the way her caps lock is always on, but in the harmless, sibling way that made him want to call her out but also make sure she ate something.

Easy to bounce off. No weird pressure. No flirting. No big mystery. Except, you know, the obvious one.

This whole anonymous chatroom thing.

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ERIC: [image attached]

yooooo today's crazy

like actually crazy

woke up thinking today's just gonna be normal right. gym, food, maybe practice, maybe bother hyung a lil bit you know just simple life, peaceful life, protein and creatine life

but no

ok first of all i ate like five pieces of candy earlier (you know the ones i always tell you hyung gives me) and thought yea this is enough fuel for a fully grown man

it was not so don't do that btw that's not a meal then we went to eat hanwoo later and i was so ready it was this michelin star place with the fancy grandma gourmet menu so my mind was clear, my heart was open, my stomach was making important business decisions

food was crazy good tho like really crazy good the kind of beef that makes you stop talking mid sentence because you need to respect it i actually had a stare off with the marbling and it was gorgeous

but the dinner itself??? the vibes were just... eh anyway no details because i'm a respectful man and also i don't want staff to call me after like 'eric pls delete' but let's just say there was soju, there was misunderstanding, there was me trying to leave dramatically, there was juyeonnie hyung looking at me like 'siddown!' so i sat down because your boy's loyal and also hyung's probably gonna pay and also the beef was still there

i did hit my protein goals tho important update please clap

then after dinner we all went outside and i was so ready to go home like finally yay fresh air yay freedom then i checked my pockets...

wallet? yes phone? yes sanity? gone but still manageable passport?

....... bro

BRO

tell me why my passport was not with me and then i remembered someone else had it then hyung looked at me like he was tired already i was tired too the passport was tired everybody was tired

so yea

today's lesson: eat before you drink, don't survive on candy, don't let the vibe get cooked, always check your pockets and never give away your passport

seriously anyway i'm home now and i'm gonna contact the embassy tomorrow morning ok i'm actually going now love you deobis

eat well, sleep well