#fmdxinhei

Until recently he would have been able to simply walk a few feet and knock on the another’s door, but their dorm days were no more.

Lying awake in bed, Charoen had exhausted his Instagram and Twitter feeds, nothing new showing up, which was understandable since he had already wasted an hour scrolling and scrolling and occasionally ‘liking’ a post, but mostly scrolling. When it became unbearable — the constant rolling back and forth in bed — he turned over once more, this time texting Xinhei. Clicking his phone off, he set it on the night stand, not expecting the other to reply considering the late hour.

But he did.

As the phone’s screen lit up with a notification, Charoen watched the light die, his own surprise getting the best of him as he retrieved the device and typed away.

sent | 01:42 [ Any interest in a walk? It’s a clear sky, which means plenty of stars. ]

Sending the message off, he rubbed a hand over his weary eyes. Hanging his legs over the edge of the bed he glanced back at the phone, still dark in wait. His eyes wandered to the closet, and he rose to dress himself. Regardless of whether or not Xinhei wanted to join him, he need to get out for a little while.

As he slipped on a pair of shoes, his phone flickered to life. Stumbling to the device, a smile spread across his face as he saw the response.

—  —  —

His hands formed fists in his coat pockets, chin tucked into the popped collar as his feet tapped restlessly. It was colder then he had anticipated, blinking back the water that had gathered around the corners of his eyes. Clearing his throat, he glanced down the street to see Xinhei making his arrival, and a grin sprouted on his previously emotionless face.

“Thanks for coming out,” he began once Xinhei got closer, still smiling. “Didn’t know it was going to be this cold, though. Sorry.”

@fmdjia

trigger warning: alcohol

It’s a talent, it’s one of the few talents he has. Xinhei could probably drink more than ten people without getting drunk, but it has simply just always been like that, it isn’t something he has practiced, he has just always been too good at drinking and too bad at getting drunk.

Xinhei likes drinking, he like partying but he does is very rarely, he doesn’t need his reputation ruined nor do he need Gold Star’s reputation going down, that’s not what he wishes, so therefore he tries his best to drink as rarely as possible. But that didn’t stop him from deciding to go out for a drink with his dear friend Taeho. Taeho’s a great friend but if Xinhei remembers right then Taeho can’t take nearly as much alcohol as Xinhei can take (but let’s be honest, who can do that?) so this drinking night will probably result in Xinhei needing to take care of Taeho or something like that.

when it came to male idols, kami was a little more cuatious. male idol’s had fan bases that could go crazy at the drop of a hat. she wasn’t sure it was something she truly wanted to deal with. so, when it came up to meeting with her friends that were male idols, she prefered to meet them in their company building. at most, if someone saw her go in, they would think it was for a collab or something of that snort. so it made eating with inhei eaiser as they sat on the floor of a practice room.

now, she had another goal. she found out inhei had a little quirk. whenever he got upset, he’d kiss whoever made him upset. she wasn’t sure if he noticed, she wasn’t sure if he noticed that she would make him purposly mad this point. so as he was in the middle of talking, kami steamed rolled over him with a piece of food between her chopsticks. “here, try this! my mom made it herself. and i have a few things to ask you about the youtube channel i want to create.” 

@fmdhyeja​

Xinhei isn’t the best dancer in the world, he definitely isn’t, but he’s good enough to be the lead dancer of Impulse and he enjoys dancing. As to how he ended up in this situation is still a bit unclear to him, normally or rather always he prefers dancing alone, he practices alone and for some reason dancing and practice is just not something he normally does with others. Still he is in an idol group and he needs to dance with his members, that he doesn’t mind (that much at least) but it’s rather rare that he dances with anyone but his members. Now? Now he’s dancing with Hyeja, she’s a lead dancer like him, but he’s unsure if she likes to dance with others, he has never asked her. They’re not dancing together because they need to perform together, they’re simply practicing a dance because they want to. Which dance? Troublemaker by troublemaker, a dance where there’s a lot more touching than he had expected, not that he’s uncomfortable with Hyeja, but he’s scared that she is.

With both of them being somewhat good dancers the dance wasn’t too hard to learn, and now they’re at the end of the dance, it normally ends with the male partner kissing the female partners hand, just like now. She’s holding her hand in front of her mouth and Xinhei is breathing heavily, it’s not even like the dance is that hard, but the dance got his adrenaline up. He looks into her eyes a bit longer than what he should, by now he should’ve already kissed her hand and the whole thing would’ve been over, but the music has stopped and now the room is only filled with silence.

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“The biggest challenge? That’s a good question, I cameto Korea when I was 17, I think? And I needed to live alone, that was a bigthing, and it was super hard. I hardly had any friends in my first years ofbeing a trainee, and honestly? I didn’t keep in contact with my friends fromChina, now I don’t even remember most of them. I think there’s a lot of hardthings, like the culture, the language, living abroad without your parents. Imust say, I think the hardest part was the language, my Korean is still notthat good, but imagine what it was like eight years ago, it was absolutely terrible.I used to make friends easily, but when I came to Korea, I could hardly eventalk with anyone, I guess I felt lonely or something.”

@fmdmingi​

A small smile showed on Xinhei’s lips as his look was firm on Mingi “mind hurrying a little up?” he then leaned his back against the wall.

Xinhei and Mingi had known each other for multiple years, 2011 was the year they first met, it was the year Mingi became a trainee, and despite Xinhei only having stayed in Korea for a year (which of course meant that his Korean was very bad) they still managed to communicate and became friends. It had been fun for Xinhei to be friends with Mingi, however when they entered the competition WHO’S NEXT: Origin, and they were on opposite teams, it had been unbelievable awkward for Xinhei to be against his friend. After Mingi’s debut, Xinhei was still not sure how to react, sad because he wasn’t debuting or happy because his friend was debuting, lucky for Xinhei he ended up debuting too. What was even worse was how Xinhei had always been jealous of Origin and their popularity, he tried to ignore it when he was with Mingi, most of the time he managed to ignore it, but it had always been weird for Xinhei to be in another group than his friend anyway.

@fmdguanyu

Xinhei wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked at the recipe in confusion, it was in Korean but it was like he didn’t understand a single word, he had never remembered cooking to be this hard, but after all it was rare that he actually used a recipe, most of the time he just knew what to do. He looked up and changed his stare to Gunayu’s face “so… what do we do now?” he asked as he stretched his arm to give the recipe to Guanyu.

Xinhei had cooked Korean food before, he had actually done it multiple times, and he often did it for himself or his members, but Chinese? This was his first time. It was his mother who had send him the recipe, he wanted to learn how to cook like her, but it was a bit difficult. She wasn’t a cook and you sure could tell, but Xinhei had always loved her food anyways.

@fmdhyeri

Friends. How Xinhei loves friends, he has a lot of them and he loves them (most of them) not equally of course but that doesn’t matter right now.

Right now, he’s with his beloved friend Hyeri, the one friend where he still sometimes wonders if she really is any older than twelve, when Xinhei was twelve he was taller than she is now. Height is important to a lot of people, for Xinhei height is just height and the only thing he loves about his height is how people continue to compliment him on it, and how he can bully people shorter than him (like Hyeri). Both of Xinhei’s parents aren’t very tall, he’s the tallest out of the three and the only tall people in Xinhei’s family is Xinhei and Xinhei’s grandfather, but Xinhei’s grandfather is 195 cm and is therefore much taller than Xinhei.

Honestly, Xinhei has no idea about Hyeri’s height, she could be 140 cm, or she could be 165 cm, the only thing Xinhei knows is that she’s much shorter than him, and that he likes to point it out. By now she must have gotten tired by his usually comments: where are your parents, aren’t you too young to go around alone? Where did Hyeri go I can’t seem to find her? (a comment he uses a lot when she’s right in front of him) and you’re such a baby. Because simply, her height makes Xinhei thinks she’s cute.