#bleuhaneul

I can’t answer this properly because you like to torture the muses so for all I know in a year they’ll be dead sob. 

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

Rosebud 🌹 (Cause she reminds him of roses, beautiful and wild)

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

Can you tell I like a good candid?

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

You Are - GOT7

- my muse’s last text to your muse

SEND A SYMBOL FOR…✓ Our muses sharing a hug after being separated for a long time.

a few days spent away from the apartments was already too much; a miserable weekend spent alongside his father in a weak-willed attempt at rekindling any relationship weighing heavily on his shoulders. in hindsight, he should have just refused the offer. going home for a few days to talk over a ‘pleasant’ dinner was nothing but trouble, made only even more depressing when it became clear that his brother had more sense than to trap himself alongside them. now that sunwoo was truly home, he couldn’t wait to latch on to a more comforting presence. 

haneul was the first that came to mind. with an intricate understanding of family complications, it didn’t take long for sunwoo to try and seek her out. extending an invitation to meet at a nearby cafe ( he couldn’t possibly wait until he got back to dallyeong, not at all ) he rushed his way there with hurried steps. upon spotting her outside, he didn’t even say a word; wasting no time in wrapping his arms around her in a tight squeeze, face buried in her shoulder. 

send a symbol for a text!! ϟ for a drunk text

Headcanon Meme || Currently Accepting

💔 + a character: What must they do to ruin their relationship?

Send my muse an emoji || Currently Accepting🌃 : your muse knocking on my muse’s door late

It was about two am when he heard the light knock on his door and crawled up from his couch, rubbing his eyes. He wasn’t normally one to fall asleep early, but he must have dozed off. He wondered if maybe Jisung was getting off from another late shift, but the knock was too light. That was when it clicked who it was. He opened the door, putting on cheeky grin, then letting it fall. “Ah shit, you aren’t the pizza man. Well see ya,” he teased. He smirked at Han, but he wondered why she was here. “Is everything okay? It’s pretty late and I know we you know stay up at all hours or we used to-- but you haven’t come knocking in a while.” He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly hoping he was making sense. “Uh come in.”