static feel.

a text thread for @rktaeyang

(sms) i don’t know what we did differently, but my body is really aching today. (sms) did you push me harder without allowing me to notice? (sms) did you lull me into complacency with some sort of mind trick? (sms) i can’t believe i’ve been brainwashed into getting bigger pecs and harder abs! (sms) what a society we live in! (sms) whatever you did.. please, do it again next time. maybe, one day, i can crush watermelons between my meaty thighs.

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                                                                                       ━      ♘  ┊  @jaeyoonrk      、

this was it.

this was going to be his first taste of freedom  —  he could feel it in his bones, a better life awaited him. ( not that the life his aunt so selflessly provided wasn’t good – it was! if not slightly suffocating ) leaving with his aunt had taught him plenty of life lessons  –  most of all, how much jaemin wished for his own space. of course, this ‘own space’ wasn’t really his own – he did have a roommate closer to his age  –  it just meant no more of his aunt, hyesun, snooping around his room or nagging in his ear to get a life! ; sure, she meant well but jaemin could only take so much of her exaggerated exasperation on a daily basis. 

he didn’t really have much stuff and it wasn’t like he was going to bring everything along with him to his new place  –  but still, he enjoyed the help of jaeyoon as they began breaking ground in his new room ; boxes lay at their feet, torn and opened and ready to be fixed in the new place. hyesun had offered to help but jaemin already knew by the tears in her eyes as he woke up that morning, on the fateful moving day, that it would take much longer if she was in their presence. there was no stopping an emotional woman like her once she got the waterworks going. 

so jaeyoon showed up with his tennis shoes and his sleeves rolled up, ready to help move and do whatever else was asked of him. and, honestly, it was no problem. jaeyoon was pretty fit so he was a great addition when it came to things like this. in all honesty, people should ask him to help move more often. put him to use. it would give him something to do, at least.

pokemon go was one of naeun’s favorite past time activities– her parents didn’t approve but she didn’t care, for her it promoted walking more and because of pokemon go she had started walking around more often– but she did like to avoid people when playing which is why when she bumps into someone, naeun is surprised, “hm?” she lifts her head up from her phone, her eyes wide as she looks into a face that is eerie familiar.

“it’s alright,” she comments as he bends down to pick up his phone, for a couple of seconds she tries to put a name to the face but she truly can’t figure out why he is so familiar– “uh,” the feeling of familiarity must have gone both ways as he also seems to recognize her, “no i don’t believe we have met before.”

naeun liked to think she had a good memory but this one she really couldn’t put her finger on, he seemed older than her as well and naeun rarely interacted with older males. maybe it was a friend of her brothers that had come around their house, “do you know lee jiwoo?”

“mm. no..?”

that name certainly didn’t ring a bell in his mind, but this person in front of him was so familiar. there was no way that he hadn’t seen her before. work? no, she looked too young for that. his younger brothers? perhaps? oh! a smile finds his way onto his lips and he bows a little again. “i figured it out.” how funny the universe was. never did he think he would run into this person; however, here they were.

“this may sound a little funny,” his nose scrunches up a little as he rubs at the back of his own head for a moment,” but i think my little brother had a crush on you at some point -- or, maybe still does. he showed me a picture of you?” he holds up his hands in front of him as if taking a stance of defensive. “only because i asked to see a picture of the girl he was gushing over. not because he’s just going around showing your pictures to just anyone.” he’s laughing now, knowing the part of the story that comes next. “i.. actually think you rejected him? that’s the last i heard of it, anyways. does that ring any bells?”

He should have known that she had a boyfriend, there were literally pictures of them all over the room. But to Seokwoo’s defence, it was late that night when they stumbled drunkenly into her place and proceeded with their after club activities- for the second time that evening. If he had known at the time that she is attached then regardless of how intoxicated he was, he would have been able to pull away. But alas, she chose to stay unfaithful. 

Seokwoo barely managed to dodge a well-aimed solid punch as he docks out running from the apartment with his keys, wallet, shoes and boxers in hand. Yes, for a good few minutes he was running around Seoul butt naked, sneaking behind an alley to wear his boxers before making his way to his friend’s house nearby. 

After explaining the situation to Jaeyoon and was ushered into the other’s home, Seokwoo takes a seat by the couch pulling the blanket over his bare shoulders. “Well, I thought it was a lovely day to take away butt naked outside today since it’s such a beautiful day. Thought twice about it which is why I reached for my boxers and now here we are. How’s your morning going hyung?”

following seokwoo to the couch, jaeyoon sits himself upon the arm of it as he regards the other. this is not a situation he’d ever find himself in; however, the fact that this is happening to the taller male isn’t really a surprise. life was never boring when seokwoo was in it. jaeyoon had learned that pretty quickly once they had become friends, and, honestly? it was definitely a fresh air for the older man. “did you also think that maybe it would be better use one head,” he reaches out to lightly press against seokwoo’s forehead,” and not the other?” jaeyoon motions to the other’s lower half.

the hard end of the couch is beginning to hurt his bottom so he stands up from it. “do you want to borrow some clothes? i don’t know how well they’d fit..” seokwoo wasn’t too many centimeters taller than him; however, they were both built differently. some things might be tighter on seokwoo than on him. “you can use the shower if you need to too. clean off all.. that...” he scrunches his nose instead of finishing his sentence, smiling. jaeyoon was honestly more amused than anything. he wasn’t even upset that his daily jog had been interrupted. the older man had a soft spot for the other, and it was no secret.

if there was one thing that naeun liked to do during her spare time, that didn’t include rapping– it was playing pokemon go on her mobile phone. they were a small community, though naeun had never felt the need to go meet up with people when they had meetups.

it was something she thought she could do without.

she prefered playing and going around by herself– even though she did think it would be fun to have someone she could play with sometimes, someone to trade and battle with.

naeun stood by one of the pokestops and spun it on her phone smiling happily to herself, before putting down a lure so that others playing in this moment would get some joy playing around this area.

what naeun hadn’t expected however was bumping her face into someone as she turned on her heel to continue walking, she pulled away and rubbed her nose before looking up at a face that seemed familiar ( but she was sure, they hadn’t met before ).

“i’m sorry,” she voiced and bowed her head apologetically at the male.                                                                                

on the days jaeyoon doesn’t have work, going out to peruse the streets as an excuse to play pokemon go has somehow wheedled its way into his routine. it brings him a happiness like no other, and he’s crazy proud of the team he’s put together. the little pocket monsters that he’s caught. if he had to rank his proudness levels, it would go right below how satisfied he is with his derriere. 

he tends to lose himself in the game when he’s walking, watching his pokemon trainer aimlessly walk around on screen instead of paying attention to what’s actually in front of him -- especially when someone has just dropped lure on a nearby pokestop.

making his way with only a few glances up, it’s only inevitable that he runs into another person. on top of that, his occasionally clumsy self just has to go and drop his phone onto the pavement below.