Titanium

Hello everyone, hope you’re all doing well! This is just a little note to say that, unfortunately, I’ll be dropping Woosung from the group. I just simply have no muse for him anymore and as I’ll (hopefully!!) be getting my job back within the next two weeks, it’s just unfair of me to be hogging him as an fc orz

Thank you all for interacting with my dumb bean while he was here~ While I didn’t get to do everything I’d wanted, I at least got to explore the side of him I’d been unable to when he was rkdowoon (no shade on rk mods tho!) and I’m happy he got the opportunities he did! 

To the moddies, thank you for everything and I hope the revamp goes well! <3 <3

If you still wanna keep in touch, you can find me on twitter: @melxdyinthedark or on my multimuse @fantasibilleder​ (I’m STILL revamping it though sdjfksdfjs)

He had originally intended on participating in the mini concert, had even planned on asking Lukas to form a group with him, as much as it made his heart flutter. But in the end, Woosung’s nerves had won out and he ended up never going through on it and by the time he’d given himself a stern talking to, it was too late to change his mind.

Woosung doesn’t actually remember his mother’s marriage to his dad. He knows he was there, the picture is pride of place in the living room, after all. But he was only about 2 or 3 at the time, too little to understand exactly what was going on or to participate properly. And he’d never really gone to the weddings of his various other relatives thanks to his ill health growing up, if he had gone; they had usually excused themselves early.

Sure, this isn’t the real wedding, but it’s the closest Woosung will be getting to such a ceremony for a little while yet! 

Even if he has little interest in this musical as a whole, Woosung can’t help but be excited for the workshops the company is holding in order to help them get up to standard. Sure it’s more focused towards musical acting, which after this whole debacle is done with, Woosung is sure is a path he’ll never want to peruse, but training is training and he can use all the help he can get.

lgcxjunghwan​:

between the two of them, woosung is obviously the one with more experience with taking care of kids. the viewers will probably be able to tell this at first glance. it seems this babysitting the kids togethe has helped them grow closer with each other, too. he and woosung are getting along great! but more often than not, junghwan couldn’t help but feel in awe whenever he sees the older male interact with the kids, or how they seem to naturally gravitate towards woosung. it’s nice to see, even if the competitive part of him is a little jealous - he wants to be able to play that naturally with the kids too!

“answer the phone no matter what, got it!” junghwan nods with a grin. woosung is right about everything to be very endearing despite how crazy weird it can get sometimes (which is saying something considering the short time they have with the kids). as he watches woosung ‘answer the phone’, he couldn’t help but smile. ah, is he what most people would described as someone already wrapped around the kids’ fingers?

“i’m happy they’ve become comfortable around me to be honest,” junghwan chuckles. “i’ll take it over them feeling awkward and running away from me. your tips helped me a lot to get closer to them. you’re amazing!” it’s then that one of the kids approached and grabs onto his arm. he turns to look, giving them a dimpled smile as they babbled on about something he couldn’t actually understand. still, he nods when the child looks at him as if waiting for an answer before grinning and dashing away again. 

“ah, but sometimes they still leave me very confused,” he admits with a light chuckle. he lets two of the kids in his smaller circle to get comfortable in his lap. they seem content in sitting down and holding onto some toys. they’re probably getting sleepy. “is it nap time soon?”

“Ah, it looks like it might be...” There’s no other logical explanation as to why the kids are all starting to slow down a little bit and Woosung is surprised that he didn’t pick up on it sooner. “Look at you figuring it out before me, Jungwhan-ssi! I’m telling you, you’re way better at this than you give yourself credit for!” Grinning he reaches over to pat Jungwhan’s shoulder comfortingly and then laughs as a little boy scrambles into his lap and starts fiddling with the zips on his jacket, even as he yawns cutely and rubs at his eyes.

“Whelp, now I’m stuck.”

Shifting a little so both he and his new charge are a little more comfortable, Woosung looks over at Jungwhan, tilting his head a little. At the younger man’s compliments, Woosung’s ears turn slightly pink and he shakes his head, a bashful expression on his face. “Ah... c’mon man, like I said, you’re not giving yourself enough credit. I mean, after they got over their shyness when we first got here, they took to you like a duck to water!” He laughs softly and rubs his nose, grinning as the kid in his lap copies him for no reason except for ‘why not?’

“Still... if I managed to help you, I’m glad! I guess it pays to have helped my mum with bringing up my little brother and sister...” Woosung pauses as his little friend gets up and tugs on his arm again, mumbling something a bout being sleeply. He nods and stands up before clapping his hands together once to get the kids’ attention.

“Everyone~ Looks like it’s nap time, let’s--” Woosung breaks off as a wave a complaints meet his ears and for a moment his expression falls. He’s used to Jiyoo fighting against her naps, but having ten or twelve kids all object together has him out of his depth. But before he can freak out too much, Jungwhan is beside him and restoring order and his next attempt to get the kids to choose their napping spot is much more successful. Breathing a sigh of relief as they make their may to the cupboard holding blankets and sleeping mats, Woosung gives Jungwhan a grateful smile.

“traditional…” he repeated the word, mulling over it as though he couldn’t really get it to ring true in his mind. him picking something traditional for brownie points? “sounds fake, but okay.” well it was probably true if woosung said it was, but it was more fun to deny it. beside, he” was pretty much right in that woojin had picked a recipe at random because ‘this looks fun, let’s do this’ and because he didn’t have the attention span to actually read more into it.

sulking, he let his brother take care of the cooking for the time being while sitting down at a nearby table to fold boxes. there was already about 20 boxes spread out over the table, most made by woosung as woojin had lost interest after the first five and was generally slower at making them.

he looked over the glittery colourful paper, the gadgets and accessories and for a brief moment the brilliant thought of super gluing goggly eyes to his eyelids entered his mind. but just as he had pressed the glue out on the backside of the plastic, a stern glance was shot in his direction. there was that darned woosung and his sixth sense again.

fortunately it seemed like woosung had great news this time and woojin’s face lit up like a christmas light. “really? like promise? like no take-backs?!” he beamed, already imagining the fantastic creation he was going to make from here on out. a hum left him as he was about to return to the box making, only to notice the mistake he had made. “uh-oh…” he said warily, looking down at the goggle eye that was now stuck on the tip of his index finger.

Sighing, Woosung turned back to the cookies, already resigning himself to the fact that he was the one who was gonna end up putting in all of the work and only getting some of the credit, as per usual. A side-eye towards his brother to make sure the younger boy wasn’t doing anything too stupid was followed up with a snort as his suspicions were all but confirmed as the other hurriedly tried to act like he wasn’t up to no good.

He loved Woojin, with all his heart. But his brother would try the patience of God himself, Woosung was convinced of this. At this stage, Woosung took full responsibility for not talking Woojin out of this. He could have put his foot down and made Woojin change the plan, as bratty as he was, his brother usually did acquiesce to Woosung’s whims eventually. So really, it’s Woosung’s fault he was in the situation he found himself in.

Though when it came to this particular situation, he was blaming Woojin completely.

When his brother’s babbling had been interrupted by a foreboding (and unfortunately, familiar) sounding ‘uh-oh’, Woosung felt his blood run cold and every organ in his body seize up in warning. Counting to five to give himself time to collect himself and try to stay clam, Woosung turned toward Woojin, dread on his face.

And let out a familiar battle cry as he beheld his brother’s latest catastrophe.

“HAN WOOJIIIIIIIN!!!”

Practically flinging aside his utensils, Woosung marched over to his brother and hauled him bodily over to the sink, ignoring Woojin’s protests and attempts to get free. Pumping an inordinate amount of soap onto the younger’s entire hand, Woosung shoved it under the warm water, scrubbing as hard as he could without actually hurting Woojin in order to get the glued-on eye off his brother’s finger. Luckily for them both, he’d reacted before the glue had had a chance to fully set and the eye fell into the sink after a few seconds. The glue residue was another issue, but as far as Woosung was concerned, that was Woojin’s problem now. Groaning, he ran a hand though his hair, glowering at Woojin with a expression that was both frustrated and exasperated.

₊ ˟   it’s the dead of winter, and allie is already more susceptible to the illness that comes with the colder weather.  thankfully though, her immune system seems to have been faring a lot better lately; perhaps all the work she’s been doing lately has been actually increasing her stamina without her noticing.  still, there are times like these when her temperature runs just a little higher and the flush touches her cheeks from the flame of the slight fever, but allie thinks today is manageable.  if she gets any more sick, she’ll make sure to stay back at home and take a sick day.

it’s while thinking about this that she’s surprised to run into woosung.  her eyes blink in surprise at his almost sudden appearance, not realizing that she was simply too caught up in her own thoughts to realize that he’d been trying to catch her attention for quite some time now.  " woosung.“ she can’t keep the surprise from her voice, allowing a small smile to creep onto her lips.  ” i didn’t see you there.  what’s this?“

allie takes the bag out of curiosity, though his chiding words make her sigh.  of course, the reason she was in the hospital this year wasn’t due to any fault of her own  -  there were some .. extreme circumstances out of her control.  but seeing the colourful bottles of both medicines and different vitamins peering back at her from the bag makes her heart twist in an almost painful way.  ” you know you didn’t have to do this.“ she protests, trying to hand the bag back to him.  ” you’ll need them, too.  the weather hasn’t been forgiving this winter.“

As Allie tries to hand back the bag, Woosung makes a noise that is, in all honestly, more suited to his younger brother than it is to him. As it is a slight pout forms on his face and his makes an x-motion with his arms, shaking his head hard enough to almost make him dizzy.

“Noonaaaaa~! C’mon, humor me a little, please?” he asks, trying on Woojin’s patented puppy dog eyes for once. “My mum and my grandparents both sent me plenty anyways, so I’m good until spring! And I know the weather hasn’t been kind, that’s why I’m giving you these!” His expression falls into something that’s between worry and sternness.

“We both know that you’ll be worse effected by any illness than me, remember? And why.” he murmurs, running a hand through his hair. “I won’t force you take them, though. But at least take care of yourself, please? Thinking about you getting sick and maybe...” Woosung trails off, biting his lips and sounding near tears when he speaks again.

“...It’s scary, noona. I don’t wanna lose you....” he sniffles for a moment before taking a deep breath and forcing a smile onto his face.

He’s not training to be an actor for nothing.

☆┋ one two

❝ the summer full of fragrance makes me dance the sun that resembles you makes me sing @lgcwoosung

​“what about we duet this song?“ jake asks, playing yet another random song on his phone. they had been going on at this for a while, bouncing between songs. it was something he enjoyed doing with people as it actually gave him a better idea of what people listened to. so far, he did like what woosung listened to, or at least showed him. “we don’t really have to pick a song now, it it would be nice to know what we’d like to eventually sing.”

with that, the dancer pauses the song on his phone and turns to look at the other trainee “you should teach me how to play the drums some time. i’ve always been interested, but i look dumb whenever i try to learn on my own.” jake laughs, leaning back in his chair and grinning at woosung.

A bemused smile lights up Woosung’s face as Jake scrolls through his phone, random bursts of songs bursting though the speakers. This is the kind of things he’s going to miss when (or maybe if) he moves out of these dorms, playing around with his fellow trainees like this. He laugh and nods his head.

“Sure, I’ll sing with you, but like I’ve said, I’m not much of a singer these days. I’m telling you, I’ll cramp your style!” he replies, half-jokingly, running a hand through his hair and leaning back in his chair. At the mention of teaching Jake the drums, his grins gets even bigger.

“Of course! I mean, I’m not much of a teacher either, but I can teach you the basics, at least. Though I hate to tell you, everyone looks bad at the start, y’know? You should have seen me in back when I was starting to learn in middle school. If there hadn’t been a music room in my school, I’d probably have been ended by now...” Woosung trails off, eyes widening.

if he had to be completely truthful he felt like a bit of a fool for not reading the job description properly when he had gone all out for his musical audition. but hey, even though he would have got the role no matter how badly he did (probably) and didn’t have to work so hard to be able to act alongside woosung, it was still a learning experience he supposed. although for some reason woosung didn’t seem too keen on this particular role. lukas simply assumed it was because he had managed to secure himself a bigger role and for that he was incredibly proud of the younger. in between ‘i told you you could do it!’ and ‘you’re gonna smash that show!’ he had managed to ask the other out for a… celebration. totally a celebration.

it was cold out, but even so the spring breeze was slowly starting to go through the streets, making the changing of seasons. it was nice. but kind of sad to see the joy of winter go away. lukas had always been a winter child; maybe it just came with being a december baby. right now, however, he had other things preoccupying his mind than the snow disappearing and the weather getting warmer. like where to have this celebratory meeting for one. and the feeling of woosung’s hand on his arm that he could feel through his jacket for another.

“yeah it’s really full,” he concurred with a nod. “as expected of seollal!” it was nothing like this back home, that much he had come to conclude after moving to korea – even a crowded day in copenhagen was a breeze compared to the crowds that could appear in seoul. for a moment he appeared thoughtful, but it didn’t take long until lukas’ expression seemingly lit up. 

“if we’re going to eat… can i suggest something?” he probed carefully, with sparkly eyes. “i’ve always wanted to go to like a… themed cafe? is that what you call them? they seem like so much fun, but it also feels weird to go in as a single adult male if you know what i mean.”

Woosung’s hand grips Lukas’ arm just that tiny bit tighter as he tries to diplomatically shove his way past a bunch of older women huddled together in the street, pointedly sighing as they get by. He lets out a soft snort as he reaches up to adjust his scarf, grumbling in response to Lukas’ words.

“Yeah, I know. Which is why those aunties should know better than to just hang around in the street. If we did it, we’d get yelled at, but...” Trailing off, Woosung grumbles incomprehensibly into his scarf until Lukas surprises him by twisting around in his grip to give him a smile that would put the radiance of both the sun and moon to shame.

This kind of thing is really not good for his heart, but if his last sight is of Lukas smiling like that, it wouldn’t be a bad way to go.

As he listens to the older boy’s (slightly hesitant) proposal, Woosung can feel a grin of his own growing behind his scarf and he pulls it down without thinking. He almost wants to squish Lukas’ cheeks and tell him not to be so endearingly adorable, though he has enough good sense to refrain. Honestly, though. How the hell had Woosung managed to luck out like this?

“Bro, are you kidding me? Of course we can go to a themed cafe!” he crows, flapping his free arm a little in excitement. “I haven’t gone to one in ages, I mean I have no shame when it comes to these things, I don’t mind going in alone. But I haven’t had the time lately, y’know, with our workload on all that...” Realizing that he’s about to go off on a tangent, Woosung quickly stops himself and tilts his head slightly. “What kind of themed cafe were you thinking about, hyung? An animal one? ‘Cause there’s a few good ones around here, one of them is a sheep one! Or there’s cartoon themed ones, like Snoopy or Hello Kitty, though I get it if that’s not your thing.” He pauses and then pouts as a though occurs to him.

tw: surgery and hospital mentions

Woosung’s ears go bright red again as he read’s the final commentor’s username. How the heck is he getting fans like this when he hasn’t even debuted yet?! Surely his last VLive wasn’t that memorable, was it?

Still, as embarrassing as it is, he can’t help but feel a little flattered that people like him enough to include him in their usernames.

“I notice you~” he sing-songs before covering his face with a noise that somewhere between a laugh and a groan. “Ahh, that’s really cringey, isn’t it? Sorry woo... wooedbysung-nim.” he apologies, stumbling over the name before pulling himself together.

This is the last question, he needs to treat it with the respect it deserves. Luckily, it’s an answer that comes to him almost instantly.

“My superpower would be instant healing, both internally and externally.” he answers with confident nod. “I’ve had to have a lot of surgeries and other icky procedures growing up and I was always laid up in hospital for weeks afterwards, or else was in a lot of pain for even minor things. So I wanna be able to heal instantly from that kind of thing. It’s a selfish power, I know. But if you think about it, if I instantly heal after an operation, then my bed can go to someone who might need it more than I do, which is a good thing, right?”

He lets out a sheepish laugh.

“Not gonna lie, it would be nice to heal pulled muscles instantly too, instead of having to use hot packs because I went past my limit.”

The staff member filming him gestures to Woosung that it’s time to wrap things up, so he nods slightly and gives the camera a bright smile and bows as much as he can in a sitting position.

soft bubs-*

when the second season for lgc babysitting services were announced, junghwan didn’t waste a second in signing himself up and he was absolutely ecstatic when they casted him. he’s always watched the show and he’s always wanted to be in it. but really, he’s more excited that he’s got more chance to play with the kids than the dreading fact that he’s there to literally babysit them. he’s also really nervous, now that he thinks about it. being the youngest in the family doesn’t give him ample experience in taking care of children. sure, he’s always said how much he likes taking care of his friends, but his friends aren’t exactly toddlers anymore. not to mention he’s also very awkward around people he meets for the first time.

it was safe to say that under all his excitement were worries he’s always had. it made him nervous up until the cameras finally start rolling. the odds seem to be enjoying his favor. the kids seem to take a liking to him, if the pair of kids clinging to his jeans was any indication as they patiently wait for their turn to be carried. but he was a little out of breath from playing with them and he wanted to sit for a bit. luckily, the kids don’t seem to mind.

woosung, bless his kind soul, has been a wonderful partner. he has given him helpful tips on how to survive the day and junghwan has been clinging onto them the whole time - and it obviously did him good. with a sigh, he plops himself right next to other male, letting the kiddos sit beside him. “i’m pretty sure i was this hyper when i was a kid, too” he muses just as one of the kids give him a gummy smile and he practically melts. “but i don’t remember myself being this cute? these kids are the cutest oh my goodness…”

for @lgcwoosung lgc babysitting services

For some reason, Woosung has always gotten on well with younger kids. Maybe it was to do with the fact that he and Woojin had such an age gap that Woosung pretty much helped raise the younger boy. And of course, there was his relationship with his literal baby sister, Jiyoo. In any case, though it had been a spur of the moment decision, when the casting call for the LGC Babysitting Services had been announced, Woosung had signed up without hesitation and was delighted when he was casted.

He’s having a blast at the daycare, happily fooling around with the little kids and grateful for the fact that he can almost keep up with their antics. To the point he almost forgets the cameras are rolling. Before he knows it, he’s involved in a dramatic (and to him, somewhat confusing) re-enactment of a story they’d all sat through earlier. However, it abruptly comes to an end when one of the main heroes gets distracted and joins another group, causing the whole ‘play’ to break apart and giving Woosung a chance to sit down at last. 

Though he’d only really known Jungwhan to see and greet in the corridors of the company, Woosung has to admit that the younger boy is impressing him with how he’s handling the kids. Even with Woosung having to whisper some tips and advice at the beginning of filming, it looks as though Jungwhan has found his feet without too much issue. Grinning as they’re joined by some of the younger kids, Woosung nods in agreement as he keeps a watchful eye over the room.

“Seriously, they’re adorable~” he gushes happily. “I mean, yeah, they’re crazy active and totally wired, but it’s endearing, y’know? And it looks like you got your own little fan club, hm?” Woosung add with a laugh, even as a little boy tugs urgently on his jeans. “Ah, what is it, buddy?” he asks, his voice going soft and smiling warmly as he’s offered a toy phone. “Oh, for me? Hello, this is Han Woosung, how can I help you~?” he plays along for a while, giving a wink to Jungwhan before handing back the ‘phone.’

tw: mentions of hospitals

Sports had never been one of Woosung’s strongest points.Having spent most of his childhood in a hospital bed and with a heart that wasn’t really up to supporting strenuous activity, the most active he’d even really been was making a mad rush after a bus or train that had pulled into the station and was about to depart. Even in school he’d been exempted from all but the most lenient of activities in PE class.

Alas, he couldn’t really show up to ISAC and not participate, could he?

Backdated to February 10th

When he’d told Lukas about managing to get himself the part of guest role in Cram School 2, Woosung had expected maybe a clap on the back and some congratulatory words from the older boy. He hadn’t expected a full on glomp and Lukas screeching his head off in response before declaring he was going to treat Woosung for all his hard work.

Needless to say, that had given his heart quite the workout, for various reasons. And it had taken a long time for the red to leave his cheeks and ears.

It’s how he finds himself on this little sojourn with the other during their Seollal break period, wrapped up in more layers than he cares to think about, though they do provide a good way to hide his red face whenever Lukas does or says anything endearing. They amble along the streets on Mapo-gu, Woosung resting a hand on Lukas’s arm as they manoeuvre their way through the crowds.

(Purely so he doesn’t lose him. Not for any other reason, of course.)

clicking his tongue, woojin put the spoon that contained the pastry batter back down into the bowl. how on earth had woosung noticed him when he was being so covert about it? granted, covert wasn’t really a word that existed in the younger’s dictionary, but the point still stood. a whine followed by as his older brother continued to nitpick about minor details in the recipe.

“now you’re just being stingy hyung~!” he complained back, tossing the piece of chocolate he was about to put into the batter into his own mouth. “i mean it’s soooo good after all? wouldn’t it be better to put it in? chocolate makes everything better after all!”

continuing by that logic he went to grab the bag of sugar. “don’t you think we need more of this too? i barely put anything in because you said stop but it’s gotta have more if you ask me!” or maybe it was just his sweet tooth speaking. for despite how iffy woojin was about his own diet, when it came to sweet stuff, he had always been surprisingly lenient. “oh look, we could also dress them with sprinkles! make them really colourful!!”

When it came to his little brother, Woosung had a sixth sense for when the other was about to commence mischief. And of course today was no different. Leveling another pointed stare at Woojin as he shoved the chocolate he’d been planned to mix into the batter into his mouth, Woosung sighed loudly and deliberately. 

“What happened to making traditional Korean cookies, huh? Y’know, the ones you decided would be a good idea and would win us brownie points. Or did you just pick something at random without even looking at the recipe?” he asked rhetorically, already knowing what the answer would be. After all, research had never been one of Woojin’s strong points. Reading anything that wasn’t an article about girl groups wasn’t one of his strong points, come to that.

As Woojin started ranting on about sprinkles and grabbing the container, Woosung ran a hand down his face in frustration. Of all the times for his brother to start clowning around, this was not one of them. Especially not with hot oil right beside them for cooking.

“YAH! Since when were sprinkles traditional in maejakgwa?! It’s pine nuts that go on top!” Although he’d never admit it out loud, however, Woosung privately agreed with sprinkles being the nicer option. Making to snatch the sprinkles out of Woojin’s hand before he sent them flying everywhere, Woosung attempted to compromise.

tw: illness mentions

“Only three, huh...?” Eyebrows furrow as Woosung thinks about the next question posed to him, biting down on his lip gently. Even though he knows it’s probably not the commenter’s intention, it still feels a bit like an ambush.

Depending on how he answers, he could either end up looking pigheaded or so humble that people won’t take him seriously.

“I... Well, first off, determined would be one. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been pretty determined. Even before I was born, I was fighting the odds to make it out of my mom’s body alive, that’s how bad my heart condition was. And then as I was growing up, even through I was sick and my heart wasn’t great, I still kept pushing through and trying to achieve my goals. I mean, that was part of the reason I wanted to be an idol after all.” He pauses and smiles. “Even though being an idol isn’t my goal now, I’m still fighting to become an actor that’ll entertain everyone and make my family proud. So yeah, I’d definitely define myself as determined.”

“Secondly, well I’d like to think that I’m a kind person. Although talking about it feels like I’m bragging or something. But I try to do good things for people, y’know? If someone needs my help and it’s within my ability to help them, I’ll do whatever I can! Or if I can help them directly, I’ll do my best to help them in other ways, like researching stuff or sending them in the direction of people that are more knowledgeable in what they’re doing.” Woosung’s ears are bright red and he rubs his neck in embarrassment. Speaking so highly of himself just didn’t feel right, per se. He just doesn’t feel worthy of his own words, but talking himself down too much would just give off a bad impression. “...I’d like to define myself by my kindness. I hope I’m a kind person, at least.”