#tsxhanbin

Seyoon laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling as he heard his phone going off. He had considered ignoring the text message but he knew it was Hanbin texting him about the hike they were supposed to go on that day. Rolling over onto his stomach he grabbed his phone off the bedside stand, checking the message before he responded quickly. [TXT- Hanbin] Did you pack lunch? Or should I pack food for myself? [TXT- Hanbin] Meeting at your place or mine? Once he had responded he set the phone back down, climbing out of bed and stretching with a small moan, walking over to the closet and picking out his outfit for the day before taking them with him to the bathroom as he got a quick shower.

Minhyuk's idea of a good time - excluding binge watching tv series with a bowl of popcorn in his arms - was always a good night out at karaoke. He didn't go out much, but when he did, it was usually to the bar down the street that often had open mic nights. Of course he never sang himself, he usually liked to laugh at the drunken people that thought they were the next Beyonce but were more like a wannabe madonna. He sat happily with drink in his hand - some cocktail he couldn’t recall the name of - while watching some big guy on stage belt out Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus. Definitely a hilarious sight. It wasn’t until the next act came up on stage that Minhyuk shut up and actually listened to the voice, because damn did this boy have a voice. It was like an angel was whispering just into his ear with no one else around, his eyes seemed to- wait no he was looking right at him. Being the panicker he was, Minhyuk cleared his throat and tried to glance away; but it didn't take long for his eyes to land on him again. 

3. To one day have a son he can raise

Previous victims. ★★★★★