#haelune

Sooyoung didn’t mean to inform herself about the article for too long. Her eyes have been staring long enough at the fact that Haelin wasn’t well. But her mind was drifting at the fact that she wasn’t told about, and that she had to find out this way. 

They may not be as close as they were before this ‘non-underground fame’ as (she liked to call it) back when he was just starting out, back when his current stage name wasn’t in existence. She had kept herself not only loyal as a fan, but as a childhood friend as well. Watching him grow up into something great was something she treasured, even if their line of contact started to disintegrate. Though their lifestyle were drastically different, it was somewhat the same. There was a phase they were destructive to their own self, a time when they asked themselves if this was the right path: a correct way to get the answer. Even then, she admits to have tried her best to hold on to something that kept her alive. Always forgiving, she waited until the next time she can see his life in pictures, asking mutual friends to ask him how he was.

So when his health popped up, she couldn’t help getting worried even if it was a minor case. Everything was concerning anytime someone visited a hospital. 

Her fingers debate whether to call or to leave another message. A smile of bewilderment as she sees their last discussion was about how to bake chocolate cupcakes from months ago. She decides with texting, the screen only thing of connecting them together. 

[sms; hoelin] it’s either i find something new to read about you or i’ll just ask you right now. 

[sms; hoelin] im gonna ask you right now. 

[sms; hoelin] you’re probably tired of everyone asking and i think it’s kind of manageable . . . 

send me ♡ + a word, and i’ll write a headcanon.「 currently accepting / @haelune」

she was known for being a good, studious child: the type to soar through classes in the top percentile, show up early for school in the morning and stay out late at night helping fellow students from her hagwon. when she didn’t come home until past midnight, it was expected and assumed that was what she was doing– after all, she never had a penchant for trouble like her sister hyebin did. she was a stress free child to deal with, and given her sister’s lack of supervision, it was far easier for hyesoo to sneak around and stretch her limits in order to jump-start her underground career. 

hyesoo’s tall stature and mature air around her, plus the help from her role model (and current company ceo) han jiyoung made it easy for her to sneak into clubs to perform with some of her fellow label mates at the time. from ages fourteen through nineteen, it became an essential part of her daily routine: wake up, clean, school, training, homework, and fitting in performances and rare-earned studio time whenever she found the opportunity to. it wasn’t until she was eighteen that she got caught in the act, headed to the bar for a water just as her sister was ordering a drink. luckily for her, it was an unspoken topic the following morning as the two headed back into their usual routines, with hyesoo still, undoubtedly being the more responsible of the two.

With his hand on the switch, he froze on his step, unaware there was anyone else on that studio room. “Have you been sleeping here??”

@haelunewelcome starter

“alright pretty boy, i’m on my way. right after i transfer you to the go fuck yourself department.” says haelin, a sickeningly sweet smile upon his face. though some fraction of that smile is genuine - for really, yusan’s behaviour never fails to amuse him ( and he was called gorgeous after all - which, he would say, is just the truth. )

the taller male leans nonchalantly back upon the couch, the metallic shimmer of his phone pronounced against the organically matte consistency of his flesh. foolish banter never seems to evade him … especially since he is just as often the cause of it as he is the victim. still, the dismissive nature of what the slightly older male has said bothers haelin, for he expects everyone to care about his problems.

“seriously, though, you’re not gonna help me? think of everything i’ve ever done for you. can’t you throw a dog a bone, out of the goodness of your heart?”

haelin prides himself on the fact that he’s never been one to beg … directly. all the time he spends with music as his first priority creates less time for other things- and in this instance, one of those other things is none other than errands. between he and his roommate, sunwoo, is the alternating responsibility to fill their apartment with groceries and any other necessities their mothers used to provide for them, many a year into the past. having failed to conceptualize time, it’s sunday evening and all of the progress he’s made amounts to a grand total of naught.

“i’m just asking you to go to the damn store with me. not to climb mount everest or swim across the fuckin’ atlantic. come on, yu, i’d do it for your ass.

thank you for the compliment, though. ”

                  —♔  Yusan couldn’t help but scoff at his bandmate’s response. It wasn’t annoyance in his head that caused him to do so. That wasn’t what he felt when it came to the group’s leader. Out of all of them, he probably bullied Hae the most but only from a deep place of genuine affection. They shared a somewhat mutual self-centeredness that caused them to clash at times but never anything so bad that they couldn’t just joke it off later.

                 He can’t help but roll his eyes, though. He didn’t exactly want to move. Not then and not for the next couple hours. He thought he’d done enough moving that day and even after an ice bath and some cool down stretching to help ease the soreness in his muscles, he wasn’t in the business of walking anywhere. That’s what causes him to lay himself across the coffee table dramatically looking over at the other.  ❝ Goodness of my heart? What goodness? ❞ 

                He does need things from the store, too, though. Especially since he’d given the last of his favourite noodles to Jumin in an attempt to get him to snuggle. Despite how mean he seemed, he truly did have a soft spot for his members so, as soon as hae pulled the “i’d do it for you” card, Yusan was sitting up and ready to go. He narrowed his eyes cursing under his breath at the weakness he had for his closest friends and rolling them before shuffling to put on his shoes.

                 ❝ This better be quick. I have dramas to catch up on and if I miss a new episode messing around with your ass, I’ll kick it. ❞