#misomsu

Miso is a lot of things, confident and flirty are a few of them… but shy, nervous? That’s never one of the things he is. Yet, right now, as he’s staring into the eyes of another he is blushing.

What the two are? Miso isn’t sure… but to be honest he doesn't really understand relationships, when it’s okay to call someone his friend. Miso probably has friends but are just too confused to know it, for now he doesn’t really see any people as his friend. Hence he is just calling the other someone he knows, someone he flirts with on the regular. There aren’t feelings involved in it, but there’s never really feelings involved in anything Miso does or says, it’s not like he’s feeling-less, it’s just that… yeah…

misomsu:

Miso smiles while rolling his eyes, of course his idea of blindfolding the other got turned down, that he should have seen coming. Miso wasn’t actually gonna blindfold Insu though, he just liked the thought of it, perhaps another time he could get the chance to blindfold the other, if he’s lucky.

Miso often wonders what’s so special about the other, that the other got him chasing him around. What makes Insu special? Is it because he’s so cute and a little bit dumb? Never ever understanding when Miso is flirting. Perhaps it’s as easy as that and that’s why Miso is attracted to the other.

Miso smiles as he takes one hand out so he won’t be walking into anything. Thereafter Miso grabs the other’s hand with his free hand. “Let’s hold hands? Hm? That way I won’t be scared” Miso is of course lying, he won’t be scared no matter what, he just wants to hold the other’s hand.

he’s standing in the mirror maze, still confused as to where he is. when miso suddenly grabs his free hand he stumbles a little bit. but he nods, naively believing the other. the last thing he wanted to do was to bonk straight into a mirror.

for the most part, the maze is way larger than he could have ever predicted. insu is sort of... blown away and its magnitude. he looks up, spotting parts of the ceiling. he even notices that the walls have mirrors standing on their sides, which shocks him. he had no idea that they could also climb up the walls! this was the coolest maze he had ever seen.

“ cat maids go miaw miaw miaw “ - han miso

Miso is hungry. Does he have food in his fridge? Yes. Is it edible? Yes. Is it something delicious? Of course! What is Miso doing? Yeah you see… he went out into Mokseong village to find food, the clock hit a little more than 2am so… that didn’t work, but to be honest, what had Miso thought? That going out for food at 2am, when usually everything is closed, when he ALSO has food at home that he could eat was a good idea? Yeah perhaps Miso didn’t put much thought into his doing, but honestly? When does he ever? He’s an idiot, that’s simply said.

So now Miso was walking home empty handed alone in the dark. And as the male was walking softly on the street he suddenly heard a noice, a mumble it was, or something like that, it definitely came from a human. Miso looked to his side which he saw a familiar face, it was someone from his school, someone a bit older than him. Miso looked disgustedly at the other, were they drunk? Miso didn’t care about the other so he continued walking. Then he stopped up and walked back, perhaps helping the other would help himself in some way…?

Miso sat down next to the other, put their arm around his shoulder and lifted them up with ease, “good now tell me where we’re going… which house are you in?”

The costume party, finally, oh the thing Miso had looked oh so forward to. For sure Miso had enjoyed this Halloween event. This event had been fun for Miso. There was a lot of things to do, and even though everything hadn’t exactly gone as planned, Miso had still enjoyed the event. And now it was time for the fun part, the costume party. The time where Miso had the chance to both dress up and drink.

Miso was enjoying talking to people, and now he had found another person he wanted to start a conversation with. “Hey” Miso takes a sip of his drink. “Enjoying the costume party?” Miso smiles as he leans against the wall “it’s loud in here, isn’t it?”

“Rain, oh wow, of course” the male sighs and finds his umbrella from his small bag and opens it up. He puts it over his head and stops majority of the rain from landing on him. Miso has mixed feelings about rain, as a kid rain was one of the few funny things that happened in his life, the fact that Miso and his brother could stay out in the rain, play together, the rain brings memory from the past, something Miso sometimes wants to forget. As an adult rain didnt mean the same as while he was a kid, as an adult the rain meant staying inside and feeling more trapped than usually. So the rain brings multiple memories, both from when Miso had to stay inside and feel trapped, but also when Miso was out getting sick and having fun with his younger brother.

Miso spots someone, a familiar face, someone from his school he assumes, he can’t put a name on their face but he knows them. Normally Miso would have looked at them getting wet in the rain, thereafter have walked further and perhaps even laughed at them, but it wasn’t like that today, for some reason Miso’s feet brought Miso in the direction of them, and before Miso knew it he was beside them. “Hey” he says it quietly “wanna share my umbrella?” he continues.

“I’m Miso… do I know you perhaps?”

Miso doesn't keep count anymore (actually he does, in a notebook at home, he just can’t remember the number in his head) but he’s pretty sure he has kissed over half of the students in Mokseong, and Miyoung? She’s one of the people he has kissed. How they happened to kiss Miso is still confused about, so he just blames it on that she couldn’t resist his unbelievable handsome face, that seemed like the most likely reason. Now there aren’t many people who can handle Miso, and Miso is pretty sure that Miyoung too is one of the people that can’t handle Miso. Because for some reason it always feels like they’re bickering, but that? Miso always blames it on Miyoung, because most surely she is always the one to start it. 

Miso would never admit it, but Miyoung is pretty good at charms, Miso of course is too pretty good at charms, he just has one problem, all his life he hasn’t been too good at things that are too easy. Hard charms? Nailed it! Fighting trolls? Nailed it! But… easy charms? WHY WONT IT WORK? Fighting a rat? Ouch how did it manage to bite Miso? 

For normal people it would be the other way around, but for Miso it has just always been that easy things are hard and hard things are easy. And this talent or whatever you would call it really doesn't fit when you’re in the charms club with Miyoung. Why? Because she’s evil, Miso finds the word evil perfect to describe Miyoung. “Don’t” he says the word harshly as they leave the classroom after the charms class is finished “don’t say a word” he finishes. They went over a bunch of easy charms today, and Miso? Miso has never struggled as much.

Miso is actually quite good at handling his alcohol, and drinking, at least compared to how he has only been drinking for two years. This would often mean that he doesnt get drunk easily, other times? Other times it’s his reason for getting drunk, because the male just drinks without thinking, he knows he can handle a lot hence he never counts how much he is drinking, and before knowing it he’s drunk, that? That was exactly what had happened today. Miso had gone out to get a few drinks with someone he knew, when suddenly those few drinks turned into multiple. And before Miso knew it he was drunk.

You see, many would say that sober Miso is difficult to handle, that he is too hot tempered and flirty, but drunk Miso? Drunk Miso is on a whole other level, drunk Miso is at least double as hot tempered and flirty as sober Miso. And the poor guy who had gone out with Miso today was the offer of this act.

Miso places a hand on the other’s shoulder, tries his best to get eye contact though the world is spinning a bit “you’re so” Miso leans his head down “you’re so unbelievably pretty Yeonjun” Miso looks up again. Miso leans forward and pouts “can I pleeeease kiss you” he stretches the word please as he puts on a cute tone.