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[17’S THE 8]

You & Minghao aren’t soulmates.

Your name isn’t etched onto his body, carved into his skin – atop his breastbone, above his heart.

And his name isn’t on your body, it isn’t etched onto you, carved into you – a tight pressure grows in his chest, he swallows the sea and the saltwater drowns his lungs.

Hearts are about to burst for love.

—

It’s raining.

You grip onto a very red umbrella.

Warmth then, spreads across his chest – setting ablaze, a searing ache grows in the depth of his chest, beneath his bones. Sinks into his gut, burning. He watches, he lingers, in the backdrop of your life.

You grip onto a very red umbrella, and feel the burning gaze on the back of your head – you know what it feels like to be seen, and it only makes you sink into a throb.

It’s raining, and you don’t like Minghao but you know he likes you.

It rains and you grip a very red umbrella.

—

“Can you move already?”

You mutter, pushing past him. Brushing against him, warm skin against his – his heart pounds, and yours is heavy in your chest.

“Sorry…”

He says the moment you’re gone, stares at the space you once took up – he watches, he lingers.

(A tight pressures grows in his chest, the sea swallows his lungs, salt sticks to his insides – you becomes oxygen for Minghao, but you don’t like him very much.)

—

Your cheeks are red. A discoloration, rubbed raw from the paw of your woollen sweater. Your eyes are dazed, stuck on Jeonghan.

Minghao watching, lingering – there’s burning, there is salt overflowing in his lungs. Tipping over.

Jeonghan’s thumb strokes your brow, his fingertips soft against your skin. Your hand lifts, fingers curl around his wrist; a hard-edged look settles on your face but your eyes tell a different story; the look you give him is tender, pained – a look that says you will never be theirs. Not Jeonghan’s. Not Minghao –

And Minghao is watching until your gaze finds his, he breathes and at the same time he doesn’t – your face shifts, mouth twitches.

It feels like an ache, a bruise brushed. He sees you take a deep breath, chest lifting; it makes his ribs hurt.

You lift your chin, fingers uncurling.

Your gaze stays on Minghao, and for once, Minghao is seen.

(You push Jeonghan away. Jeonghan smiles. A knowing one.)

—

He hears a conversation he shouldn’t have.

(“Do you have a soulmate?” Low, whispered. Jeonghan has you cornered, hidden on the corner of an emptied street, beneath a street lamp.

“What’s it to you?”

“It’s true then,”

The rumors reach you slow, soft.

“What is?”

Jeonghan is holding you then, arms around your neck. “You don’t have a soulmate.”

You’re quiet. Deafening, a low ring in his ears.

“It doesn’t matter…”

Jeonghan is more than a friend to you, he knows you better than anyone – “Me too. Me too.”)

The rumors started when a man asks for you name. Hopeful, – pitiful. Breathes air like it hurts, looks at you like you have stars in your hair.

“I–, it’s (name)…”

You look pained. And the man isn’t hopeful anymore – instead he smiles, tells you his name. Asks for your time, a coffee. And so more more that remains hidden beneath his voice.

“I’m sorry. I just… I don’t… I don’t like the idea of dating.” But something is missing, there is more.

You don’t like the idea of not having a soulmate.

And then you are gone. Gathered your belongings in your arms, leaving. As if you were never there, like you never existed.

Jeonghan follows.

—

It’s raining.

But you stay.

Minghao watches, Minghao lingers.

Watches you until he can’t breathe, the air winds out of him. Stutters out, before he speaks. Quietly, “You hate me.”

And there is no longer silence, just static in his ears. It’s unspoken, a wordless secret. Brings heat to his heart, he remembers the name on his skin – remembers you aren’t like most people.

“I… I, I don’t… Hateyou.”

Well-worn hate on your face fades; something sadder breaks to the surface of it.

The words burn his throat.

“I want you.”

Your voice is small, “Wha– what?”

The words pour out. “You heard me…” Bites back, Minghao looks at you silently. He won’t beg, he will let you slip through his fingers. His eyes blur, the first tear slips down his cheek.

“Please. You’re all I want.”

“Minghao…”

You’ve said his name before. Yet this is different. Heavier, without the hate.

You watch each other. Eyes on his. His eyes on yours.

He takes a deep shuddering breath. Breathes in until his lungs ache. Tries to smile. It feels broken, it is.

He doesn’t watch anymore. Doesn’t linger.

“Minghao, I’m sorry. I… Wait.”

Takes a half a heartbeat before he’s gone.

—

He meets his soulmate.

It doesn’t feel like it should.

The name etched onto his body, carved into his heart, feels like a word more than a name.

Their eyes meet. Minghao knows.

They tell him their name, bright-eyed. Hopeful, happy.

Minghao braces himself. He knows what to say, knew from the moment he laid eyes on you.

The bright-eyed stare turns to anger.

They tell him, but we’re meant for each other, this isn’t supposed to happen, we’re soulmates.

They don’t want to meet again. Minghao thinks it’s for the best.

—

With an ache in his chest.

Watches you again, tries to catch your eyes. In waiting, he lingers.

Watches you lean close to Jeonghan, watches his hand on your arm, knead through the layers. Your eyes dampen, you pretend Minghao isn’t there.

Minghao learns to watches you both.

Realizes you and Jeonghan are made for each other.

Fitting together like puzzle pieces – watches you both, lingers behind you both.

(Yet, he doesn’t see the way you pull away from Jeonghan, just to stand a little closer to Minghao. Doesn’t see your face heat up when his eyes leave –)

—

“It’s easy to hate you.”

Minghao half-turns. Finds you.

Fingers curled together, wrapped around the handle of your very red umbrella. Bone-white, beneath the sleeve of your coat.

Your eyes are damp. Jeonghan comes, hand touches your shoulder.

“See you later, and you too, Minghao!”

He watches, he lingers.

Watches Jeonghan leave, gaze hardening at your blank stare, he whispers something. Low, beneath his breath, breathes it into your hair. Then gone, out of the staff room.

(“It’ll be okay.”)

“Is it alright if I walk you home?”

He bites down on his lip.

Eyes on your face. Flickering.

Your face sets aflame, a flash turning your eyes to hesitation. Hooking his, seeing him.

“Or– or not, it’s okay, I–”

“Okay.”

He sees you smile for the first time. Soft on your cheeks, dusted with a heat.

Your soul pulls his in.

—

You walk beneath a very red umbrella.

Pressed close. Closer than ever. Beneath an umbrella, under rainfall. Your fingers curled around the handle, both holding on tight.

Minghao stares at you, through lashes. From the corner of his eye.

Realizes he’s always watching you.

“I don’t know much about you,”

You say, a low whisper, for him to hear only.

“You don’t like me that much.”

Your brows furrow, tight-lipped, you tell him again, “It’s easy to hate you.”

It makes him laugh, hollowed out. From his chest, high-pitched and kind of shy. You look at him, cheeks heating, smiling.

(You press more firmly against him, unknowing. Subconsciously. His heart beside yours, a hundred aches in both of them – choosing, a slow truth beneath a red umbrella).

“Well… Tell me something, something that will make me like you!”

Your soul pulls his.

He tells you everything about himself.

—

“Minghao?” Soft, a breath.

He hums, looks to you.

“Can we do… Can we do this again?”

His chest spreads fire across. Heart drums, “Yes.”

—

You walk him home every other day, sometimes with a red umbrella and sometimes not.

You stand close, and your heart is so full – Minghao watches, a lingering stare. His heart is overflowing.

(You stay close, and he wonders if the name on his chest could change to yours).

—

He walks you home this time.

Maybe once, maybe more times than he can count.

Kisses you, and you melt together. Mouths melting together like hot honey, oozing slow, hot and heavy down your throats. Your hearts pulled together, the same way yours hands knot, fingers tightening. Pressing into your knuckles, bone-white and fitting together like pieces to a puzzle.

When you pull away, Minghao’s breath brushes over your cheeks. Forehead rolling to the side of your head, on your temple. Kisses your cheek, quick. Fleeting.

“I’m scared,” You say through teeth.

He doesn’t realize you’re upset, not until you look at him through glossed eyes.

Minghao presses more into you. Hands leaving yours, ground gently into your cheeks, “I choose you.”

Your breath hitches in your throat, and stutters out. Nodding against his forehead when you place your hands over his, fingertips soft, smoothing over the joints in his.

“I’ll always choose you.”

Your hearts stay together. He hopes forever.

—

The name etched onto his body, carved into his skin – atop his breastbone, above his heart fades. Seeps into his skin, until it’s gone.

He pretends your name was always there, pretends it is there.

(It is, carved into his heart, searing, a burning that lasts forever).

happy birthening to our fashionista froggy

[handle is my twt]

MINGHAO: peek-a-boo

A/N: this is my first gif reaction so forgive me if it isn’t what you wanted agh ><

S. Coups:

He’d watch you sway your hips as you were showing off those revealing high fashion clothes and dirty thoughts would run through his mind uncontrollably. He’d  imagine how he’d roam his hands all over those sexy, bare thighs tonight and lick his lips as a result. A problem would start to form inside his pants and he has to suppress thoughts about how he’d lay you on the bed and ravish you wildly after the fashion show.

Jeonghan:

Jeonghan would be much like coups and would have trouble to suppress his naughty thoughts. He watched you walk down the runway, confident and fierce, your swaying  hips, short skirt and high heels driving him crazy. It’d take every ounce of his strength not to jump on the catwalk, kidnap you and pull you into an empty room to just take you right then and there. He bites his bottom lip hard to keep from doing so. When you’d glance in his direction to see his reaction, he’d throw you lustful looks, letting you know you’ll be in for a ton of fun tonight.

Joshua:

Joshua is a cutiepie, he’d be completely mesmerized by your appearance, totally captivated by the way you moved and feeling lucky you wanted to be with him. He’d be so proud of you and how you own that catwalk. When you’d look in his direction, you’d only find loving and adoring looks on his face. He couldn’t stop thinking about how gorgeous you look and how much he wants to press his lips on yours.

Jun:

Jun would be the cutest omg. He’d see you playing the crowd, blowing kisses as you showed off those expensive designer clothes that fit your body like a glove. You’d look in his direction, smile and throw a cheeky wink at him and he’d be left baffled. Was your wink meant for him? He’d look around him, trying to find someone your wink could’ve been directed at but it seemed you meant him after all. He couldn’t believe you just openly flirted with him omg. 

Hoshi:

Soonyoung would be cool about it, or at least act like he was. He’d watch you carefully, taking in every step you’d take and would try to seem cool and composed while he was actually getting turned on as hell. He’d try not letting it show, scared he’d break your concentration if you’d look his way. Dirty thoughts would run through his mind, something got hard in his pants but his face wouldn’t give anything away. Damn that boy.

Wonwoo:

Wonwoo would be adorable. He’d watch you walk down that runway, glamorous, gorgeous and confident and think he’s in heaven or something. He’d be completely drawn to the way you moved, like you put a spell on him. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you for one second, a gasp would leave his lips as you’d turn around and look his way, smiling and winking at him.

Woozi:

Ahw look at this innocent fluffball! He’d be very surprised seeing this totally new side of you: confident, fierce and sexy. He was used to cute, smol you so this was all very new to him, getting him all shy about it. He wouldn’t be able to hold back nervous smiles and giggles when you’d look in his direction. But would he like this new side of you? Hell yes he would! He’d even like to see it more now!

DK:

This doesn’t come as a surprise i guess. The little shit would be smiling widely through the entire thing, feeling invincible as he knew you’re his while everyone in the crowd would be thirsting after you and it gave him immense pleasure. ‘Yeah that’s right, that gorgeous godess is mine, tough luck everyone!’

Mingyu:

Mingyu. Sigh. This one. Mingyu would certainly likey-likey what he’d see in front of him. And he wouldn’t keep it a secret at all. This boy is thirsty af and seeing you in those tight clothes and high heels only made it worse. You’d look in his direction to see his reaction, only to find him nodding his head like an idiot and licking the little bit of drool from the corner of his mouth. You’re in for a lot of touchies after the show.

The8:

Minghao, the cheeky little bastard. Watching you would make him absolutely euphoric and cheerful but as soon as you’d look in his direction he’d attack you with one of those irresistable winks, which he knew would make you weak. He’d make it seem like he was the one teasing you while he already had a problem in his pants from the moment you got on the catwalk.

Seungkwan:

Seungkwan omg this one is so much fun. Poor baby. He’d be completely overwhelmed by your appearance, he’d never seen you so sexy before. He’d be startled af and would have trouble handling all the feelings and emotions that would suddenly run through his mind and body. He’d start breathing heavily as he’d get turned on like there was no tomorrow, just from seeing you dressed like a sexy godess and walking down the catwalk, swaying your hips. You’d look in his direction and smile and he’d be done.

Vernon:

This. Way too handsome. Little. Shit. omg. He’d be like totally into it you know, yeah watching you parade down that runway, fiercely and confident and most of all hella sexy. Hansol would very much likey. When you’d look in his direction, he’d mouth your name and throw you a hand heart, supporting you and at the same time making you weak with his sexy expressions. He’d know exactly what he was doing. Damn you, vernon.

Dino:

Ahw, cutie! Just like woozi, he’d be completely surprised by this hella sexy side of you but he’d be just like ‘Wow, jagi!’ instead of getting shy. You’d see his gaping mouth and big eyes as he watched you sway your hips sexily and you’d smile at his cute reaction. But now you triggered something so prepare for requests such as dressing more sexy when you’re with him or like private fashion shows for him alone. You made this cutie have dirty thoughts, shame on you!

- Admin E

I hope you guys either also love these songs or have never heard them before but will love them after listening!

Seungcheol (S.Coups)

“I’ve never been good with words - well, at least not the sweet kind. Somehow when she’s around, it’s like I just lose my mind.” (Junior Doctor, Uh Oh)

Jeonghan

“Just another day of growing up, I get stuck in my romance and I can’t win no matter what I say, but you love me anyway.” (The Mowgli’s, Love Me Anyway)

Joshua

“Cross the ocean, take your chance. Find yourself a man. Someday I’ll understand what we held between our hands, but I remember breathing easy. Do you remember breathing easy?” (YØUTH, Breathing Easy)

Jun

“And I just want to be sum of your broken parts. And I just want to be your creature of the dark.” (The Wombats, Be Your Shadow)

Soonyoung (Hoshi)

“I could dance all night like I’m a soul boy, but I know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor. I feel like dancing on my own where no one knows me and where I can cause offence just by the way I look.” (Belle and Sebastian, There’s Too Much Love)

Wonwoo

“I’ll be your new favorite tune, I’ll be your black cloud by June, but only when you miss the rain like I miss you.” (Waterparks, Stupid for You)

Jihoon (Woozi)

“I was sitting in a field of pine trees coaxing the words from the earth and the dirt and I sought a muse but the words just wouldn’t come.” (Ezra Vine, Celeste)

Seokmin (DK)

“You know how they say you got the real thing when nothing else matters? I love you like that.” (Dagny, Love You Like That)

Mingyu

“Got a minute, got a moment, got a radio song. Gonna do what we can do before this night is gone. Say you’re with me, say you want it, say you need it bad. Yeah we’re goin’ all in getting what we had.” (Plaid Brixx, The Greener Side)

Minghao (The8)

“I want to believe in time travel, that one day I’ll come back for you, find you in the campus library aisles and I’d say ‘Oh my ancient Mars’.” (The Zolas, Ancient Mars)

Seungkwan

“I close my eyes and dream about a sunny holiday. I wish that I was beachin’ down on Saint Tropez, or sitting in the lobby at the fabulous Pierre with diamonds on my fingers and not a single care.” (Caro Emerald, Stuck)

Vernon

“Baby, I ain’t got no money, all I got is time and I’m gon’ spend that time on you, but when they pay me and I can buy the sunshine take you away, we’ll drink champagne while holed up in a room and I’ll spend my summer on you.” (PRETTYMUCH, Summer on You)

Chan (Dino)

“You never saw me, you never did, though I tried, and tried, and tried to get you to notice. I think I’ll always love you, I just might. Oh, I think I’m gonna love you until the day that I die.” (Jukebox the Ghost, Sound of a Broken Heart)

this was actually really hard to do because I wanted to include so many more songs that I love. it’s okay though, because I’ll probably just do a part two of this, maybe for other groups

Hoshi: They call me coffee ‘cause I grind so fine.

Jun: They call me coffee 'cause I keep you up past 2AM~

The8: They call me coffee, because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of who I am.

Dino: … I don’t drink coffee…

Next comes the plentiful idols from China, and the Taiwanese cutie, Tzuyu!

There was no way I could get all of the Chinese idols, but I tried and I hope you enjoy~ also our little cutie Tzuyu just had to make an appearance (and if there are more Taiwanese idols that I missed, I apologize but she was the first to come to mind!)

Chinese:

중국 사람 (joonguk saram)

Lay (Yixing), NCT’s Winwin, Renjun and Chenle, Jun (Junhui), The8 (Minghao), Miss A’s Fei, and lastly Jackson!

There are so many Chinese idols but these are just a few that probably have plenty of fans~

To say that “Lay is Chinese” (oh my goodness I miss him so much!!!) you would say:

레이는 중국 사람입니다.

(Lay-neun joonguk saram-ibnida)

(I know it’s very repetitive, but it’s good practice and honestly, who doesn’t want to see or talk about their favorite k-pop idols??)

Taiwanese:

대만 사람 (daeman saram)

Here we have the cute, lovable, Taiwanese princess, Tzuyu from TWICE!

When you want to talk about her (because honestly, who doesn’t??), you could say that “Tzuyu is Taiwanese” like this:

따위는 대만 사람입니다.

(Tzuyu-neun daeman saram-ibnida)

Also for those who might not have known, Tzuyu’s name is said as 쯔위 (jjeuwi) in Korean~

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