#;hanbin

@bornxidols​

The extraterrestrial was always impeccably careful when it came to keeping his tech out of wandering eyes, his research was to observe the natural state of life on this planet- not alter it. Changing things wasn’t his job, he wasn’t supposed to stand out and ostracize himself from those he was meant to closely study to figure how their minds worked, their cultures and ways of life, nothing more. Hanbin’s species wasn’t known for their subterfuge prowess, in fact they had close to nonexistent acting talent collectively. He’d worked extremely hard to slip into the role and completely immersed himself into the lives of the humans. The alien didn’t doubt that he still came off as strange but as long as they accepted him despite it that’s all he cared about. The space traveler was hiding away in his room, tinkering around with his scanner silently. He’d feigned temporary illness to secure an empty and quiet space for a bit, but the sooner he got things fixed and stashed back away he’d feel a lot more relaxed. Folded up in the middle of his bed Hanbin was completely absorbed in his work as he used  a pocket laser to reroute the wiring in the device circuits that he hadn’t even heard the footsteps approaching his room. 

Suddenly the door to his room opened, the male’s attention snapping up to the interruption. He forgot to lock the door. How could he forget the most basic rule?! “I... This is-... I can explain?”

@bornxidols​

Hanbin had been focusing on Cya’s behaviors more intently than all others but even now he couldn’t predict a single one of the male’s actions. It was almost normal behavior to never be normal behavior at this rate, but even with such erratic actions the alien never planned on an instance like this. A sound emerged from the bassist that was unmistakably Silaraen. Eyes widening in surprise Hanbin tried to deny the spiked interest he now had on the familiar in front of him. “Where did you learn to  do that? That sound, it’s native to my species as well. It’s a sound of open interest for nearby suitors, a mating call if you will. What’s the meaning for that sound here on Earth? Is there one? This is the first I’ve heard that here... You didn’t pick it up from me, r-right?”

@bornxidols​

Hanbin had grown drastically closer to both Cya and Daeshim since his secret had gotten out. It wasn’t a bad thing however, in fact the alien found himself enjoying things a lot more not that they actually knew. Fingers plucking away at the guitar in his lap Hanbin stared off into space like normal. There was a sound that disturbed his peaceful daze, finally blinking himself back into the real world at the third yawn to emerge from Daeshim’s mouth. Well, there was a solution he could provide, Cya did it to him after all so it had to be relatively normal in human behavior... Right? Well even if it wasn’t, Cya always seemed to enjoy when fingers were in his mouth before, so Daeshim should feel similarly right? 

“Dae-” Hanbin started in a soft tone, leaning closer to his band mate only to wait and watch. When the next yawn started up the alien finally moved again. Hand raising there wasn’t any hesitation before his fingers poked into Daeshim’s mouth and rested on the surface of the god’s tongue. Slight smile forming at what he believed to be a good deed he just performed Hanbin gave a slight nod of his head before speaking once more. “You’re welcome.”

@bornxidols​

Hanbin had thought it was the perfect plan, the odds were in his favor this time, his pawns in position, his cards played. But it seemed that luck wasn’t on his side this time around. He wasn’t hoping for Taewon to get hurt, the poor kid was just caught up in the constant struggle for power around here. He was Kitaek’s weak spot, he made it possible to lure the boss into such a dangerous position. He shouldn’t have made it back. He should have died. Yet here he is, right back to making the killer’s bones itch with his very presence. Hanbin was seething, beyond pissed that he’d gone through such great lengths just to fail. Thankfully he’d remained cautious, even when he honestly thought he’d have the reigns on this operation by now. There were others who would be traced back first, his trail wouldn’t be mixed in with whatever bloodshed awaited the other traitors he lined up as human shields. They’d take the fall. He’d live to try again another day. But for now, Hanbin walked into the Boss’ home, only appearing slightly puzzled at the harsh tone Kitaek was shouting orders around to his personal trusted few. Hanbin was one of them, sworn to protect and serve and fullfill whatever bullshit the asshat threw their way. He played his part well enough, at least he hadn’t been caught yet. 

While the others were scrambling to follow their leader’s fury driven demands, a few practically trembling in their boots as they awaited to hear what tasks asked of them Hanbin was almost nonchalantly walking over to Taewon in the most calm area of the room. He remained fairly pleasant to the male since he’d first arrived. That was always his tactic, make the most friends and the least amount of enemies around here. He could pretend to care for them and make them believe that he’d have their backs no matter what, once he got their loyalty they practically jumped into the meat grinder just to save his hide. Idiots. “... Jeez, makes me glad I got here late... He been like this all day?”

                  As the weather got cooler, Nana was getting used to getting stares, as a wolf Nana’s body temperature ran rather hot, so when the temperature dropped it didn’t bother her any. She continued to wear her shorts and hoodie like it was spring time. This warranted odd stares, disapproving glances, and lots of scoffing. She had thick skin ( and fur ) it didn’t bother her any, she was comfortable in her clothing. She didn’t care what others thought about her, not like she stayed in one place too long anyway. 

Hands shoved in her unzipped hoodie she exaggerates her walking, watching her shoe laces flop around while making her way to the park. One thing Nana always did when moving from place to place was visit the playground. Having missed out on her childhood, he liked to wait till all the kids were indoors for dinner so she could play on the swings, hang from the monkey bars, and sometimes go down the slides if no one was around. The playground brought her joy, but also a sadness as was a reminder she should have been able to do this as a child, should have been able to go with her parents, fall down, scrape her knee and have her mom kiss her boo-boos. Now she just holds contempt for her parents. 

Happily finding that the park was empty, Nana plops down on a swing and closes her eyes, enjoying the cool wind against her face as she goes higher and higher. It’s always been her childhood dream to swing so high she goes over the top of the swing set in a loop. The fear of falling always stopped her though. The thought is exciting, but fearful at the same time. 

@ihhanbin

3 AM is his golden hour.

If golden hour meant his prime time for scrolling through weird youtube videos and random soundcloud artists, leading to tab after tab in his browser window until he couldn’t even read the page titles. There’s Ai sitting beside him, idly batting at his own shadow created by the glass yellow lamp on the corner of his desk.

By 4, everything starts sounding the same and Ai’s tired himself out trying to chase the reflecting light of Uui’s silver bracelet, settling for taking up 55% of the desk space for a good nap. Nothing intrigues him until 5 AM rolls around, he spends a good half hour or so listening to every track uploaded by itshanbin. If he’s honest, it’s not mind-blowing, it’s not even that good - just pretty decent, but Uui can hear something that’s convincing enough for him. He doesn’t make this a habit, he’d learned early on that it usually ended up in more negative consequences and headaches than he could handle, but - he’s willing to risk it.

So it starts like this:

xuui

-  Hi,

Your music has a lot of potential and I would be really interested in doing some work together.

Let me know if you’re up for that?

Here’s my website and email:

W: shin-uui.com