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opportune miscalculations

@advchungha

For all of the complaining and bullshit Sanghyuk was apt to give his superiors, he was surprisingly free and bored today. He sat at one of the empty tables in the main lobby of their department. On a whim, the intern had set his laptop screen to the dimmest setting, which made it difficult to snoop over his shoulders, but his hunched, leaning posture while he rested his cheek against a fist as his free hand steadily pressed the ‘enter’ button repeatedly told many things. To the observer, it signaled either he was truly free of work or was willfully shoving aside all of his responsibilities in favor of the deep, masochistic abyss of boredom. It was likely the later.

A coworker tapped him on the shoulder, but had already slid into the seat across from Sanghyuk when he turned around. He huffed loudly, but appeared reasonably patient as he eyed his fellow intern in the eye. “What is it?”

“There’s someone who wants to meet you,” she answered simply, flipping her own laptop open and immediately letting her fingers fly across the glowing keyboard. “Made a lot of fuss about it up front. Mr. Lee tried to send her away, but she was oddly insistent that you were good friends or something.”

A blatant lie, since Sanghyuk couldn’t recall making recent friends audacious enough to stubbornly summon him from the depths of IT hell. He raised a single brow at the woman. “Is that right?”

She didn’t look up, merely raised an arm and spun a pointed finger in circles like a magic spell that would twirl his seat around to reveal his lucky friend who’d earned his superior’s ire.

When he did, his fashion glasses nearly fell off when he lost all will to hold his head up. “Really?”

He slid out of his chair to weave through passing coworkers before arriving at the receptionist desk and leaning on the corner. How fortunate the secretary was out on her lunch break at the moment. Sanghyuk’s brows knitted together with annoyance, but his mouth was open, ready to curl into a pleased smile at the prospect of possible entertainment. “Is it me or do you have a knack for bothering me at exactly the right time?”

#thread: opportune miscalculations #advchungha #( this took so long omg falls to my knees in apology )

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hansoladv:

“Ah! If you… don’t mind me asking, though… What’s your job…? Do you work with computers?” He tilts his head just a little. “It’s amazing for me to think that someone could be that good with them. I’m honestly terrible at it.”

Inside, the dark grin grows. Now if he can just get this guy to take the bait.

Sanghyuk couldn’t wrap his mind around what was happening to him right now. On one hand, it felt somewhat like an espionage student being evaluated by his experienced mentor; a child scrutinized and slyly scolded for his almost-but-not-quite-perfect performance at the concert hall. On the other, it felt more like being a goldfish stuck in a bowl far too small as some brat chose to bang loudly on the walls of his enclosure. He was a baby animal left in the woods on his lonesome.

He’d always been the kind of child who could mimic motions and tones, peculiar ticks of the voice that fooled and spun strangers around his greedy fingers, but at the very least Hansol could take pleasure in the upturn of his eyes, glowing with smug satisfaction. It’d only been milliseconds before the young man had caught himself, reeled the line in and averted his gaze away from the other. Sanghyuk nearly spun away to hide his unusually-wide eyes, but his face was still tilted just enough to reveal a tight, conflicted smile that was quickly obscured with a hand grabbing his neck. “Well, wow—thanks. I mean, I’ve gotten compliments before, but they’re always nice to have. And you know, you’re—you’re not too bad yourself.”

Once he managed to recompose himself he spun back to look at him. “Oh no, you really don’t have to!” He insisted while he mentally berated himself. For the tiniest iota of a second, Sanghyuk had almost lulled himself into a false sense of security—even worse, had almost doubted his assumptions against Hansol, but that couldn’t be right. He wouldn’t let himself be fooled.

He wouldn’t.

He let himself to tilt his head to the side as he tried to subtly take in the downward curve of Hansol’s shoulders, the bitten lip; careful details.

“I’m glad to hear that.” He grinned, just about to hastily bid his farewell and take his things in reluctant fear. Sanghyuk had already reached for the lid of his laptop, but paused. “Oh, yeah I do. I’m just a silly tech intern, though. I’m nothing great, really.” His gaze flickered between his laptop and Hansol, and it almost seemed casual versus eager to leave. “I mean, if you ever need me to fix your laptop or you have some other tech troubles, I can try to offer you a hand.”

He stood up, shifting the weight of his body back and forth, front and back, over and over in a slow, repeating cycle.

masqueraded promises

#thread: masqueraded promises #hansoladv #( me crawling through all my replies lol sweats )

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advhongbin:

[ ... ]

“Sanghyuk-ah.” The call is unnecessary; before he bothers waiting for it to be answered, his hand is busy practically snatching the cloth from the other’s hand, working to better tie up the injury that Sanghyuk seemed to be struggling with from the more advantageous angle. Naturally, it’s probably a bit too tight for comfort.

“I know this may come as a shocker to you, but I am a normal human who just happens to be very good at stealing things. And stealing things, unfortunately, does not actually mean I am a paranoid piece of shit who likes to run around Incheon with a handy dandy bag of useful tools on my back.” He’d attempted to snap back in a low hiss, but by the end had transformed it into a husky almost-whisper. Sanghyuk could only make a face at Hongbin’s threat with one of his hands raised in dismay before returning to the piece of drapery in his grasp. “Don’t you mean I’ll leave you as bait? And I wish—I think they killed all the hot girls already.” The young man turned sulky, and it was difficult to tell if he was joking or actually serious.

There were a few more moments of Sanghyuk attempting to wrap the cloth around himself without looking like a fool, and then Hongbin called out his name and yanked the fabric out of his hands. “Hey—“ He dropped off midsentence when he was almost spun around in the other’s much-better attempt at first aid. A thief Sanghyuk was, but a medic he was not. For dramatic flair, he made a show of sucking in his breath as the cloth was tightly wrapped, but otherwise he made surprisingly-little fuss after the tiny whirlwind of snark he’d kicked up earlier.

He looked down, lightly patting his torso. The pressure still made him wince, but at least he could be assured that blood loss would not be a possible cause of death tonight. His lips pressed together and he quickly turned away from Hongbin. Sanghyuk’s face scrunched up momentarily as he spat out a quiet ‘thank you’ before kicking the other man in the leg to make himself feel better.

Sanghyuk opened his mouth to throw more biting comments, but stilled when the hallway shook softly. Mouth hanging, he shared a look with Hongbin before breaking out into short, breathless laughter. “No way…right?”

A sinking feeling in his stomach.

☘ roll the dice ☘

#thread: roll the dice #advhongbin #( i live for this relationship ) #( i wILL DIE WITH THIS NOT FRIENDS BUT ACTUALLY FRIENDS RELATIONSHIP )

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“Oh, put some mistletoe on my butt and kiss it.”

He sets his book down to stare Seulgi directly in the eyes for onevery long moment. “Why are you being like this? Can’t you be like..like…”Sanghyuk struggles to find words before raising one hand in a gesture ofmistletoe hanging between them. “Just be like a normal person and hangmistletoe like this!” He wiggles the imaginary sprig of mistletoe beforesighing loudly and sinking into his seat. A moment of silence blossoms betweenthem as Sanghyuk looks out the window, foggy from the cold snow fallingoutside.

Eventually he turns to look at her. “You’re really a weird one.Seriously.” He reaches out to grab his book and move to another seat in theroom when a hand pulls him back. “Ah, what is it now!”

He pouts at Seulgi before cutting her off mid-sentence. “Okay,okay! I get it. This is what you want, right?” His voice suddenly turns nice,and even the smile on his face is sickeningly sweet when he leans in for akiss.

#meme #advseulgi

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☾

☾: Your muse asks for help decorating a gingerbread house.

Sanghyuk frowns at Kangjoon, and for some reason he shrinks a bitand starts to turn away. “What’s that look for? If you don’t want to help thenI’ll just ask someone else—“

He’s pulled inside so fast he nearly drops the gingerbread house.

“Aish. You really don’t have a delicate hand, do you? Maybe Ishouldn’t have asked for your help.” He frowns and makes a face at Kangjoon,but sets the house down on the table anyways. “You have a bunch of candy andstuff in your kitchen, right? Just bring that out.” Despite being the youngerone, he gestures for Kangjoon to bring the supplies over. At least he has thedecently to start looking for sugar to make the frosting. He pulls open acupboard and rifles around. “You have powdered sugar for the frosting, right?”

A pause. His head pops out from behind the cupboard door. “What doyou mean you don’t?” He looks taken aback, and then starts whining. “Hyung! Weneed that for the frosting. How are we going to stick all the candy and stuffonto the house if we don’t have frosting, huh?” Sanghyuk starts to pout. “Wecan use regular glue, but that just means we can’t eat it and where’s the funin that?”

Another pause. A quiet voice. “Unless you have edible glue…”

#meme #advxkangjoon

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✈: Our muses travel somewhere for the holidays.

He steps off the plane with a smug, pleased look on his face.Sanghyuk has enough pride and dignity to not wear a brightly-colored Hawaiianshirt, but he is wearing a large pair of sunglasses when he turns to look athis companion. “Aren’t you glad we can escape winter hell—“ The young mangestures grandly to the first palm-tree filled window they see. “—instead offreezing to death in Seoul? Aah, I’m just so clever for stea—getting thesetickets. I really am.”

Sanghyuk is too preoccupied complimenting himself, so it takes afew more shoves from Jonghyun. “What is it?” He barks back in an undulating whinethat grates the ears. “Oh, Hakyeon-hyung?” He looks away innocently. “Thetickets were only good for two people, you know? And he’s probably busy doingwhatever…” He gestures vaguely with one hand, pauses, then starts gesturingagain. “Doing whatever nagging mom friends do. I’m sure he’s fine. We can justget him some macademia nuts or something. I’m sure he’ll like that.”

He nods semi-convincingly before placing a hand on Jonghyun’s backand tries to shove him toward the luggage carousel. “So stop worrying and let’sjust enjoy Hawaii, alright? I’ll have you know I’m very fluent in English—“

#meme #advxjjong

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advhongbin:

[ ... ]

His lungs are burning something fierce; there’s a cramp in his side and his muscles are screaming, cuts and bruises tattooing his body beneath sweat-drenched clothes. It’s pitiful, the way his body almost gives out on him right then and there to fall against a wall in an empty corridor, chest heaving and eyes only briefly closed as he tries to catch his breath, but he can’t focus on that right now ─ the important part is that in this moment, he’s alive still.

The afterthought of wondering if Sanghyuk is only comes once he’s had a few moments to breathe. “Yah ─ you dyin’ or anything, or do ya just feel like it?”

Sanghyuk couldn’t hear the words hissed under Hongbin’s breath, but it would have been a perfect opportunity to cease their running and look at the other and ask in confused wonder, “You still talk with Wonshik-hyung?” He was a man of little faith, you see, and honestly if he ever met any of his so-called high school friends again he was sure to wring their necks or at the very least empty their bank accounts.

They finally managed to stop running, but now that his body was pumped to the brim with adrenaline, his sass was quickly seeping back into him. He scrunched his face, his forehead filled with crinkles and eyes narrowed to slits so he could shoot Hongbin an annoyed, fed-up look. “No, hyung, I dressed up as a dying college student for Halloween—“ One hand on his hip, Sanghyuk gestured to his bleeding side. “—this is just red paint on my favorite clothes—yes I am dying and I would like take a moment so I can fucking stop bleeding to death, thanks.” He could barely register his own rapid breathing as he waved a noodle-like arm at him. “Why couldn’t your superpower be healing or something, huh? At least conjure up some bandages. Hmph.” He huffed, looking not unlike a whining child as he yanked the nearest piece of drapery to use as a makeshift bandage.

“I pray this cloth isn’t infected or I will die and make sure to haunt you for the rest of your life.” More grumbling as he fumbled with the fabric and tried to figure out how to stop bleeding to death. “I can’t believe I’m stuck in a haunted house with you and not some hot girl.”

☘ roll the dice ☘

#thread: roll the dice #advhongbin #( sanghyuk is clearly off his rockers what did i just type in this reply wow )

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“Look! It’s snowing!”

He adjusts his black-framed glasses before following Suji’s gazeto the nearest window. His fingers cease their constant tapping against thekeyboard of his laptop, and Sanghyuk allows himself a moment of respite—he propshis elbow onto the desk and rests his chin against the palm of his hand. “Oh,you’re right.” The intern answers politely with a restrained smile.

He thinks Suji says something, so he nods, and mutters vaguecomments and agreements, but his mind is already falling into a trove ofchildhood memories. The better ones are full of high-pitched laughs—pudgy fingersreaching for the glitter in his mother’s hair or worn sneakers beating againstpavement as his fingers loosely lace with Jiwon’s—but the it’s the bitter onesthat linger the most. Years spent staring out the foggy window of the orphanageor staring at the ceiling as he listens to the snores of everyone in the fosterhour or locked behind metal bars as he stares at the tally marks scrapped intothe wall.

A hand waves in front of his face, and Sanghyuk rapidly pullshimself back to reality. “I’m sorry, what was that?” He smiles sheepishly, hishand rubbing the back of his neck as he taps his laptop out of its briefslumber.

“Oh, yeah I brought my coat. The forecast said it could snowtoday, you know?” He’s still smiling when he playfully chides the older woman. “Ithink so too, though. Snow is nice. It really makes it feel like the holidayseason has finally come, right?” Sanghyuk hums a winter tune as he allowshimself another moment of staring at the falling snow.

#meme #advxsuji

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hakyeonadv:

[ ... ]

he’s too panicked, catching himself in the blast too, blinded by his own light and he hurries to scramble away from the stranger. pushing himself to his feet, he stumbles with a sob, unable to tell where he’s going but he needs to get out. barely conscious for twenty minutes and there’s already someone trying to kill him. he would laugh if he wasn’t so terrified. the skin on his arms is mottled, torn and bleeding, managing to take the most of the damage but there’s also a few tears on his face. he can feel it. shit.

“s-stay back! don’t come any closer, i will blast you again!” he calls out, voice clearly thick with fear as he gathers energy in his palms again, holding his hands out and turning this way and that, relying on his hearing since he was still temporary blinded.

There was a logical, rational part of Sanghyuk that told him this was unlike him; his days of fighting and street brawls were well behind him, buried with all the years he’d lost in prison, and playing the part of a nice, sweet boy had been his plan since release. But this was a distant voice, words bouncing off the walls of his empty mind and with each echo the pseudo-scolding grew fainter and fainter. He cared, yes, but there was something—somethings, actually, a mob of somethings that crawled inside him—that compelled him to keep moving.

He paused, eyes disappearing to slits as he brought up both arms to shield himself from the bright light. Something stirred inside of Sanghyuk, and to his disgust when he looked down he watched tiny pests digging out of his arms and dropping to the floor like the filthy bugs they were. There was only slight pain from it, and it was quickly overshadowed from the many more insects squirming inside his guts and flesh. Parts of him managed to connect the bugs to his lack of bodily restraint, and it only made him more furious.

If these creatures wanted him to put up a bloody fight, then he would play along for now. The other man had stood up by now as Sanghyuk mulled in his own thoughts, but the parasites were already whittling away at his volition as his body suddenly twisted and jerked. One long arm grabbed for Hakyeon’s ankle, and Sanghyuk stared blank-faced at him at first.

“Heh.” He smirked darkly and yanked the leg he’d grasped and crawled forward to dig his nails into whatever pits of open skin he could find.

crawlers in the night;

#thread: crawlers in the night #hakyeonadv #tw bugs #tw violence #( i'M SO SORRY HAKYEON FALLS TO MY KNEES ) #( please save sanghyuk from all these bugs )

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advbingbing:

[ ... ]

She brightens up immediately at the offer made, the serious look from before shifting into the usual cheerful one, with a wide smile spreading across her lips. “You are such a darling for having thought about me. I might just take you up on that offer, but before that—“ she casts a glance over her shoulder at the front desk, then comes to motion with one of her hands towards the right. “How about you make yourself comfortable in the reading area? I’ll go ahead and see what I can get you and then we can try figure out if they’re corresponding to what you’ve been wanting to get.”

Of course, she doesn’t forget about the offer that was previously made, so she rapidly adds on something about it too, “That and we can also have a drink and grab a small bite.”

He grinned at Bingbing’s quick answer. “I’m glad I can always depend on you for such a fast answer. There’s so many books in the library, how do you do it?” There was something genuine to Sanghyuk’s question; his brows knitted together and he titled his head as he took another sip from his coffee, but another smile soon made its way back to his face. “Maybe it’s because you love me so much?” To emphasize his point, the young man fluttered his eyelashes and playfully puffed out his cheeks while his free hand pointed to his face in a quick, unusual show of aegyo. “Maybe it’s because I’m so darn cute?”

He cursed himself inside his thoughts as soon as the words left his lips. They weren’t too far-off from the usual personality he liked to use with others, but talking with Bingbing—as much as he grudgingly liked her—was too astute for his tastes. It wouldn’t be a far stretch to admit that lying to the woman was incredibly difficult—sometimes she said nothing, sometimes she gave him odd looks, and sometimes she outright called him out on it, and at this point it was wiser to mix in the truth, and performing aegyo was far from it, ironic or not.

Sanghyuk fell into silence in a vain attempt that casually brushing his mistake under the rug would persuade Bingbing to follow along. He nodded attentively at her as she gestured to the right. “Easy enough.” He shrugged, smiling and waving at her as he strolled toward the nearest empty chair and allowed himself a few moments to just sink into its plush goodness.

◣company◥

#thread: company #advbingbing #( i never thought hyuk would do aegyo but here we are )

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♦: Our muses wrap presents together.

Sanghyuk blinks curiously at the table in front of him. Howexactly had he been roped into this? The man shakes his head and reluctantlyreaches for a roll of wrapping paper. He knows exactly how and why he wasdragged to the mall to wrap Christmas presents; he just wants to know how hehad managed to convince himself to actually agree. His lips press togethertightly as he slowly—very slowly—rolls the tube across the table and does hisbest to estimate exactly how much wrapping he should be using for this StarWars Lego set.

You see, he’s never had to wrap a Christmas present before.

He tries to look at the person next to him for any tips, and itgoes well enough—he can sort of get the gist of what he should be doing, andsince the gift he’s wrapping is rectangular it’s easier than he thinks. It’senough to keep Sanghyuk busy for a few presents, but then he starts receivingballs and cylinder-shaped toys, and now he’s looking clueless again. HanSanghyuk would have pushed the table over and stormed away, but Han Sanghyukthe intern decided to lean over to the man next to him and tap on his shoulder.

“Hey, sorry to be such a bother, but how exactly would you wrapthis present? I kind of accepted this on a whim you see…” He attempts to laughearnestly, which he pulls off better than he thought given his irate state.

#meme #( me praying jaehyun can wrap presents well ) #( but on the bright side he definitely does it better than sanghyuk ) #advjaehyun

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Hyuk’s adorable mouth dimples

Bonus: Appa Leo has little mouth dimples also

#visual #( cause it's been a while since i reblogged a visual ) #( and honestly i'm a slave for dimples of any kind )

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advjaehwan:

[ ... ]

God, he feels like he’s going to burn alive from awkwardness, here. Deliberately, he goes back to reading over the contract – intently still not looking at the younger male all the same. “I like it here, too,” he mumbles, continuing to evade the more pressing topic at hand. “I – I have a scholarship with the foundation, so that makes it all the sweeter, really.”

He casually looked between Jaehwan and the cat while finishing up a donut, and the more he stared at them both the more obvious it was that Sanghyuk wanted to ask questions, but restrained himself out of courtesy. There were a handful of theories brewing in his thoughts at the moment, but he was pretty sure this man was not zealous enough to randomly spout cat sounds during official business.

The stranger flushed a dark red, and he quickly brought more coffee to his smiling lips. For appearance’s sake he’d tried to act nice on the stranger’s behalf, but this wasn’t a bad outcome either. He actually kind of liked it.

“I think most pets have a habit of being nosy.” He snickered. “But you pet owners keep them around anyways. I guess it’s not as painful as you say.”

If the other man had made it a point to avoid eye contact with Sanghyuk, it was painfully clear now—not that this deterred the intern from intently boring into the back of Jaehwan’s head for shits and giggles. “Seriously? Does that mean you get this entire place to yourself for free then?” He made a point of huffing loudly before sinking deeper into his seat. “I wish I was smart enough to get a scholarship somewhere, but I never even finished high school.” Sanghyuk puckered his lips into a sad pout, but then he grinned and leaned forward, perhaps a bit too much for Jaehwan’s liking. “Hey, you’re a freelancer, right? Tell me the secrets to being your own boss.”

delivery for you

#thread: delivery for you #advjaehwan #( jaehwan may be embarrassed but i have no regrets ) #( you'll just have to suffer for my and sanghyuk's entertainment sorry not sorry :3c )

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hansoladv:

[ ... ]

Under all the sugarcoated words- he’s laughing darkly. He wants to play this up. Play up the lack of confidence, the weakness. Hansol knows that he’ll snap up the chance for an easy target- maybe this guy is the same. If not, he can find ways around it. Playing desperate isn’t too hard either.

Unlike Hansol, Sanghyuk didn’t have as many years to polish his acting; by no means would he call himself terrible, but more often than not there were whispers of his true self that slipped through the cracks of his charade—the way his eyes gleamed with amusement or briefly sparked with annoyance, a smile that appeared a tad more mischievous than sweet or sincere. Something about the other man spurred a mixture of apprehension and indignation within the lad, and as he nearly let his emotions bubble through he managed to redirect it. His brows furrowed and he twisted his expression into one of amused confusion.

“Do I have something on my face?” He reached up to lightly wipe his chin and mouth while also moving his face around to try and catch a glimpse of his reflection in the glare of his computer screen. Of course there was nothing, but going through the motions of feigning confusion was important.

“There’s nothing to be owed,” Sanghyuk insisted. A hand casually waved at Hansol as he smiled pleasantly, “If you’d spilled coffee on me or something like that, perhaps I would ask for some compensation, but otherwise you really don’t need to get me anything.” He half-laughed, his free hand absentmindedly reaching for a pencil to twirl it between his fingers. Although some cake would really hit the spot right now.

He nodded his head understandingly. “I’ve known more than a handful of people who’ve been in his situation. It’s not a very pleasant one.” His tone rose with sympathy while his own thoughts trailed to the number of people—mostly older women—he’d coaxed into handing him luxurious brands and toys, but if this man had picked up on the woman’s true intentions perhaps she wasn’t as good as Sanghyuk was. Hmm. Leaning over, he briefly placed a hand on Hansol’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’m sure your friend will come to realize her true nature soon enough. They all do eventually.” It was supposed to be a reassuring smile, but there was an unusual upturn in one corner of his lips.

Sanghyuk burst into a short bout of laughter. “Oh, I’m only as nice as any other person. There’s nothing very special about me, honestly.” His gaze flickered to his computer and he typed in a few key strokes. “Ah, this? You don’t need to worry about this. It’s just some side-project that I’m working on. To be honest, I can’t remember the last time I touched this, I’ve just been so tied up with other things.” His hand waved dismissively, then he grinned. “But it’s nice to take a breather and have idle chat with someone. A nice change of pace, don’t you think?”

masqueraded promises

#thread: masqueraded promises #hansoladv #( me wondering when i can make hansol take hyuk as his discipline ) #( take tae and hyuk as your students hansol dO IT TEACH THE NEXT GENERATION YOUR WISDOMS )

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what’s the difference between        me and a monster?

                          ⁽ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵃ ᵐᵒᶰˢᵗᵉʳ ʰᵃˢ ᵐᵒʳᵃˡˢˑ ⁾

#words

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“Santa’s not real! There, I said it!”

He looks at the other man throughsquinting eyes, trying to gauge the sincerity of these words, but he’sincredibly sleep-deprived at the moment. Sanghyuk’s next move is to turn aroundand see if Junmyeon was magically referring to someone else, but alas,apparently he was directly speaking to him.

“Oh, is that so?” he replies calmly,reaching for his mug of coffee to take a long sip out of. Sanghyuk can feel theother’s gaze boring into him the entire time, and he sets his cup down with aloud sigh. “And why, exactly, would you say that?”

He folds his hands together so he canlean forward and rest against his mouth against them. Against his wits,Sanghyuk decides to entertain Junmyeon by listening to him speak, but suddenlyhe closes his eyes and raises a hand to shut the man up. “That was a veryfascinating and interesting explanation there,” he starts, smiling pleasantlywhile he looks down at his wrist watch, “but unfortunately it seems like mybreak is almost up, so I’m afraid I’m going to have to stop you from ruiningall of my childhood dreams.”

Amused, Sanghyuk rises from his seatwith his mug in one hand and a ‘V’ sign in the other. “I’d be delighted tocontinue this discussion another time, however. Happy holidays, I suppose?”

#meme #( does hyuk actually believe in santa or was he just pulling junmyeon's leg we just don't know) #( like i seriously don't know oops) #advxjunmyeon

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“Is that mistletoe?”

He looks up casually; his face immediately contorts into a questioning,confused expression. “Is it…?” Sanghyuk reaches up with one hand and easilybrushes his fingers against the sprig of mistletoe, and his expression doesn’tchange as he answers, “Ah, but I think it’s fake?”

When he looks down, the younger man breaks out into a boxy smileat his partner’s put-off frown. His eyes flit to the outer corners of hisvision, and he raises both arms up in defense. “I just wanted to point it out! Ah,but does the tradition still count if the mistletoe is fake?” He feignscuriosity, one hand lightly cupping his chin before he bursts out into amusedlaughter. He’s still laughing when he gently pushes away Hakyeon’s swatting hands before placing both his arms on the older man’s shoulders.

“I was just playing with you. Of course the mistletoe is real~” His eyes crinkle mischievously, his mouth curling into a cat-like smile as he looks down. Sanghyuk is slightlydisappointed that he’s only marginally taller before leaning in for a slowkiss.

#meme #( this turned out shorter than i'd prefer oops ) #( i live for vixx muse interactions bye ) #hakyeonadv