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“ did you want to be alone? ”

running his hands over his face noah let off a sigh. his dads insistent messages were already annoying, but the bigger minseok got, the more he tended to try to meddle into business that had nothing to do with him. finally locking his phone for the first time in two hours, he took another deep breath and closed his eyes for a second. just as he began to doze for a moment only to be interrupted by a familiar voice, "huh? oh no, it's okay, what's up?" his smile grew looking over ren's face always pleasantly surprised when they ran into each other.

#♠. ask meme #♠. miyazaki ren

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“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”

noah's eyes looked at her in shock, half because of how she looked but the other half, at her abhorrent accusation. "what? no! i-i would never do that, especially not to you. i mean its you, aaaand hanuel would be pretty pissed at me if i did." after rambling off his surprise he took a moment, before biting his bottom lip in hesitation. "are you okay though? do you need help? i-if not i can just leave you alone."

#ask meme tag bc i thought i had one

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he didn't miss ren's little quip. he'd try not to let it happen again. he wondered if that was on purpose, as if ren had a 'what if' settled just beneath his tongue though he dare not utter it. things were already so sticky and their little escapade only made it even harder to trudge through, though he wasn't in the business of taking it back. "well the last time we saw each other was messy, wasn't it?" he teased back in return, thanking the barista as she handed him his drink over the counter.

he urged ren to follow him back towards the door, holding it open for him to exit only to slip close behind him. "if i'm honest the closest place that sells any type of clothing is fine, we don't have to song and dance around a nice button up. i dress like that every day, they can get over a tshirt today." he said with a laugh, blowing his air over the opening in his cup. "so...what have you been up to? besides avoiding me."

.☾

“right.” ren relaxed as soon as the manager reassured there were no injuries, ignoring how his heart seemed to melt in his chest at the beaming smile directed his way. as kind and gentle as it was, it was also dangerous. the same smile was one of things that had him fall into bed with noah. it soon bewitched him into bruises that faded but memories that could never. even with his variety of feelings that came with it, regret wasn’t one of them.

clearing his throat, he couldn’t help the small grin that now had the courage to form now that his worries washed away. “i assume that was a work shirt no? i can’t have you showing up in just anything.” he chuckled, though he knew the other male would look in absolutely anything, even a basic t-shirt and nothing at all.

shaking that very vivid image from his head, the guitarist smiled sheepishly at the barista and even offered her an apology for having her make it again. “yeah, you too.” he replied, “i was wondering when i finally got to see you again, but i didn’t imagine it to be so. . messy. i’ll try to promise that won’t happen again.” he teased.

#♠. threads #♠. miyazaki ren

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noah wasn't exactly sure how to move. soul was always so...much for him. its how they got into that position...well those positions in the first place. even now, the soft guilt riddled within his eyes as if he was pleading for noah not to be angry with him had his heart fluttering a bit behind his steaming shirt. "don't it's okay." he reassured him, his tone low and soft, one reminiscent of something ren should remember fondly.

he chuckled, slightly amused by his antics. "i think a regular old t-shirt will be fine ren, i wouldn't worry too much, really." noah flashed him a charming and dimpled smile simply going to unbutton the shirt, "and no you didn't actually injure me i was just messing with you."

noah retrieved his wallet from his pocket, waving ren off from his offer. "it's just a coffee ren it wont make me go broke, the shirt is enough i promise. also...good to see you again?" he almost asked as he handed the barista his card. he noticed when she didn't swipe it and handed it back with a gleeful grin as the other barista went and began making his usual.

.☾

there were probably better, more simpler ways to solve this but it seemed like whenever noah was present, his critical thinking skills were not. that was clear since the night they fell into bed together, leaving the guitarist with days worth of reflecting and panicking — it even went as far as tiptoeing around eden more than usual. he couldn’t lose yet another friend after all.

“still, i feel bad.” ren explained with a resigned sigh. his fingers itched to reach out and help but his brain was screaming at him not to, as if self control would slip away and so would his thoughts of a broken friendship. he knew the feeling of the body in front of him, the impact still never fading. “oh fuck me — did i injure you too?“ he asked with a sharp intake of breath, a whole new level of guilt rising up inside him, “you definitely deserve a really nice. . expensive shirt.”

glancing back through the window, he couldn’t find any sign of the strangers which filled him with slight relief, but he knew he couldn’t get too comfortable. “oh yeah, sorry about your coffee.” he repeated his apology; internally cringing at how nervous he was all of a sudden. “i can pay for that too.” he hurried to say, moving away from door quickly towards the front counter.

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without hesitation he made his way into the slightly cramped elevator, trying hard not to stand close but also standing close enough to allow himself to be in her orbit. if only yoonah truly knew what she did to him. his heart was pounding so hard in his chest he was afraid that she'd be able to hear it on this long journey back down to the lobby. "yeah, like we can't just forget half of us make it through the day off of coffee and monster energy drinks." he teased back in response, his disdain for the company was far in comparison to the idols he was sure but it was still there, lingering as he watched them treat minseok the way they did.

“yeah he’s got some stuff coming out soon, funnily enough i think one of those projects involves said maknae.” he retorted, smiling gently as yunjin’s face joined minseok’s image in his mind. one of the very few things he was glad minseok did on his own as it brought the younger soloist a happiness noah or anyone else couldn’t replicate. seeing this side of seok made him proud. “i think subunit stuff as well, who knows these days, they stop communicating with me when i start sticking up for him too much.”

as the silence settled between them noah kept opening his mouth to speak and closing it in fear of what was going to come out. the moments he and yoonah were together alone were far and in between and this would be the perfect moment to ask her out, but he couldn't quite form the words. her own string of sentences pulled him out of his self loathing. "um no, not really. all my family is in the states, at least the ones i like see all the time. uh, nari's family might have something so that'll be cool but." he trailed off. "yeah, speaking of... uh , do you happen...to have plans...all the days we're off?" it was a dumb way of asking if she was free but at the very least he got it out.

There was a wave of disappointment when he simply reached for the mistletoe. It wasn't like she was full of herself or anything, but she knew she was an attractive woman who could get anyone's attention, so why she had been trying so hard to get his for months and nothing happened? It wasn't like her to pursue someone, less a man, but here she was happy that they had run into each other, but disappointed that he, once again, didn't even look at her. A small pout took over her lips as she nodded and looked at the elevator door sliding open for both of them. "So we forget we're overworked during the holidays? I guess that's the Infinite way."

Yoonah walked into the elevator and looked at him, waiting for Noah to join her inside. "I've seen Minseok around. Is he working on something? I should be used to seeing his face around, he's dating our maknae." Her attempt to start a conversation. If anything, all of this made her mad at herself. Why did she care so much if he looked her way or not? It wasn't the end of the world because the manager didn't like her, there were many fish in the sea, as people said. And yet she felt something inside her chest, a bit heavy, confusing, and very much annoying.

The doors closed, and as they both stood inside in such a small space, she could really notice how tall he was, how big. The singer took a deep breath and then bit her lip, reaching to press the button to the lobby. "Have any big plans for the holidays? I hope Infinite isn't making you work on Christmas. At least we're getting a few days off for it." And it was a lot, considering they were about to release something and they should be practicing for the comeback.

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noah held to minseok for a long moment, probably a weird sight to the lonely receptionist and mechanic peering inside to see who the other random 3AM customer was bolting inside. minseok's reassurance to his treatment, even more so to his recognition made him feel a bit more at ease, finally releasing the adult child from his grasp. "okay, good, good." noah huffed, fixing the roused strands on the soloists head.

he remembered daenerys just as her barks came through to minseok's ears, whispering a soft but panicked 'oh shit,' as he ran back outside and let the dog from its luxury prison. she jumped around a little before settling where she was supposed to be, trotting right at noah's side as he made his way back in. "yeah i did, just incase you know." like clock work she shuffled over to minseok and sniffed him to check him over before finally settling guard at the door, eyes trained on the workers watching. "how much longer for your bike? i'm gonna trail you back to my place, i know you wanna go home but it already broke down once and it's late."

Minseok was reckless, and sometimes he did stuff to prank his manager hyung, but this had nothing to do with it. Truth was that Minseok had been felt trapped lately, in a golden cage the companies had built around him. And no matter what he did, he had to do what Infinite wanted him. And he couldn't pursue what he liked, he had to do as they said. He was just tired of it, after such a long tour and then being thrown to the basement unless it was KING or REIGN related. so maybe he was acting out, searching for something more than just being an idol. But he had never meant to worry Noah, or anyone. He had just wanted to feel normal for once.

But there he was all alone in some place that was just scary and lonely, and he knew he would be in some kind of danger if recognized. Good thing the only worker there didn't seem to even know him at all, working on his bike and minding his business. There wasn't anyone else around, yet he felt the anxiety bubbling up in his stomach, reaching his chest and making it hard for him to breath, and he was just glad that his manager hyung was on his way. "Okay, hyung," he said softly.

He wasn't sure how long it had been when the bells announcing someone's arrival had him jumping a little and then sighing in relief when he saw Noah. But before we could say anything, the taller man was pulling him into his arms and Minseok finally felt safe. "I'm sorry," his voice small. "It wasn't my intention. I thought I would make it home soon." He had done this before and nothing bad had happened. "Yes, yes. Very nice, hyung. Don't worry." Then he laughed a little. "The man is a bit older to be into idols." He heard barking somewhere and he looked around. "Oh, did you bring little Daenerys with you?"

#♠. threads #♠. ahn minseok

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❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜ - from haneul

his head let off a soft thud against the wall of his home. they were stationed on the porch, sharing a beer and more as the night set in over the forest ahead of them. his lungs expanded to their full capacity before letting the breath go into the cooling atmosphere, a faint tuff of smoke following it as it exited his lips. his eyes grew slightly sad, tossing over his response in his mind in summersaults before it actually left his lips. "failing. if i fail, in any aspect and any where, i just feel like that's what's going to bring it all crashing down." he confessed, tucking his lips between his teeth for moment before releasing them, angry at himself for letting that slip.

#♠. ask meme #♠. choi haneul

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❛ sorry, did you want to be alone? ❜

noah glanced up from his notebook as he wrote down the couple of appointments being listed off to him by his assistant. she was a blessing truthfully because noah didn't know about half the meetings she was spewing off. the soft sound of feet thudding along the tile forced his eyes to flicker up, pleasantly surprised to see minseok's other (see:better) half. her hair was red now, he liked it, wondering what his little ones' reaction to it was. "let me call you back." he said abruptly shaking his head to acknowledge. "no it's okay, are you okay?"

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❛ what are you listening to? ❜ -eden

he screwed his lips up, already embarrassed as the gentle sounds of violins and the symphony that followed filled the wyze earbuds in his ear. classical music had helped him focus since he was gearing up for preschool, and he'd always seemed to get a bit of slack for it. even his grandparents, though finding it a keen bragging point to their deep-pocketed friends, spoke in soft whispers that they found it strange. "you have to promise not to laugh," came out to lead the final confession, "by the banks of the green willow, its a piece by george butterworth...i-it, helps me relax." he offered as a condolence going to play the beautiful arrangement out loud for eden to hear. the song was a string led piece that was bright and smooth, it gave him the feeling of spring in the afternoon, a slow walk through nature as flowers bloom and animals come to say e. though it was dragged through enough to be a gentle vibration to your muscles, soothing his brain and allowing the day to fall away brightly rather than to lull him.

#♠. ask meme #♠. song eden

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❛ you got me flowers? ❜

noah cursed the burning he could feel in his cheeks and the tips of his ears. he was sure they'd surged a hot red with his blush at her words. "i- uh. yeah." the words fell out of his lips like a hopeless confession as he held the azalea bouquet that was broken up with little daisies and pretty pink aster. he wouldn't admit he spent an entire hour and a half looking around at the arrangement options at the little shop he'd found. he didn't what she would like but he wanted something light. in his bumbling idiocy he'd confessed all about his infatuation with the vocalist to the florist and you would have thought he was a little school boy with his first crush. "do you like them?" he asked, biting into his bottom lip as he looked down at her with a gentle gaze.

#♠. ask meme #♠. bae yoonah

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❛ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❜

he tried to hold back his laugh but without hesitation his cheeks rose into his eyes. noah and ren had been doing this song and dance for awhile now and while the tension still seemed thick, they were falling into a more easy way to co-exist. it didn't keep his eyes from wandering over his body or being reminded of what his eyes looked like when he was overwhelmed with- he had to shake the thought from his head. "yeah, maybe you shouldn't say things like you know where certain things are in my night stand." the gentle giant nudged him playfully and sighed. "you're a cheeky little fuck miyazaki ren." he teased tucking his phone away after ending the call that almost went left due to ren's antics. "eat." his tone was authoritative though playful as he motioned to the bibimbap in the bowl he'd placed in front of him.

#♠. ask meme #♠. miyazaki ren #slightly nsfw? idk just thought i should tag

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noah stopped short cutting into a slice of chicken at eden's response. "useless?" he said in english, pretending to be offended. if noah was honest, he agreed with the rock stars sentiment. he didn't feel like he was much use to minseok or anyone other than a glorified body guard at this point. even how he got his position made him believe he offered not much more than exactly what he was doing; cooking a meal for a friend and babysitting. "you know the band would be just fine without you right?" he quipped, only teasing. eden was talented, he always had been, he was sure it wouldn't be the same with his absence but if he was useless so was the man that was next to him most of his childhood in the states. "and thats why you burned the roof of your mouth, slow down, good food is meant to be tasted not just scarfed down."

with elbows resting on the counter top, eden watches the other man cook. this was no one time occurrence. a blast from the past as they call it. he took comfort in the other's presence. he was the only remnant eden had of the life he once had back in new york- a time when things, at least for him, were simpler. happier even. "you and me both." eden agrees with a small nod. twenty years back eden would've never said he wanted to be a performer. the mere thought of being on a stage had never appealed to him before his life had been uprooted. hell, back then the little asshole in him probably liked shitting on anyone who even dared to dream they could make it big. funny how things change. "oh same. you're kinda useless." eden jokes, reaching out and stealing a piece of chicken once it'd been cut which he'd soon find out was a mistake. it immediately burns his tongue as soon as he'd popped it into his mouth. he refuses to spit out so he suffers in silence until he successfully swallows it.

#♠. threads #♠. song eden

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noah was already notoriously slightly awkward, at least in most settings, but the scenes of their night together on top of the shaky connection ren had with his close friend, made him feel an awkwardness on the level of spider senses. it tingled through his body and alerted him to some sort of danger, making him stiff in his movements, the blush never leaving his high cheeks and delicately pointed ears as they spoke heavy sentences to each other.

"i was just kid-, uh." he didn't actually think that ren would take him to get a new shirt, maybe direct him to some back hall closet of idol clothes. "its just a white button up really." he offered pillaging the napkins from the trash and straw station that sat adjacent to the front door. he finally gained the courage to meet ren's eyes after dabbing a bit of the brown liquid from his torso.

"yeah." noah said finally, relenting to the force that was pulling him to accept ren's offer. maybe it was to spend some time with him, or hope they'd settle out the topic of their escapades that tapped into the guitarists shattered friendship with a certain body guard. "at least it's cold enough for me not to get third degree burns right?" he tried to joke. "i'll just uh...get...another coffee and then we can... yeah."

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ren had only wanted to survey the damage he’d done however it turned out to be a big mistake even looking as he took note of said shirt now stuck against hard muscles. . the same ones he’d once had underneath his touch. it did nothing to calm the heated memories of that evening they shared together, almost completely forgetting what noah had said altogether.

“a new shirt —“ he repeated in a confused murmur before his eyes snapped up with recognition. right, he totally ruined his shirt just now. “yes! yeah, i can get you a new one!” he blurted, pointedly keeping his gaze locked on the manager’s face now.

the guitarist had more than his fair share of one night stands, a simple hookup to blow off steam or have fun and not a single worry after. however, this time was different and he couldn’t quite place his finger on why it affected him so much even after all this time — maybe it was the tiny lingering guilt that accompanied it. “i think there’s a shop nearby. . if you want to. .?” he trailed off, shifting on his feet.

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'i went out for a nightly ride.' noah's brain buzzed with panic. he wasn't mad at minseok by any means. but he felt secure knowing he was safe in his own place when he closed his eyes, to know hours went by and his sonclient had just been joy riding without telling anyone made him feel sick to his stomach. anything could have happened to him.

the manager zig-zagged through the city streets following along to the gps. he hadn't said much, just gripped the wheel of his lamborghini for dear life hoping nothing crazy happened on the other end of the line. "yes you woke me up but, i don't care about that. i'm just on my way." he said sternly, trying not to let his fear wear on his voice as he spoke to him. he was sure now minseok could be scared, worried already, he didn't want to make it worse. with an exacerbated sigh, noah cleared his lungs and took another breath. "i know seok-ah but...just...don't do shit- stuff, like that. and no its not okay, i'm already pulling up." it was a slight lie, there were eight minutes left in his drive but he was sure with the clear streets he could cut it down to four. his engine roared as he stepped on the gas pushing through a yellow light and finally winding through a not so savory neighborhood before he finally pulled up. the lights were swanky, and low, buzzing in his ears as he practically ran inside, locking his car six times in the process.

he tried to calm himself down as he walked through the door, the bell above him loud and abrasive and it wasn't hard to find the boy in the empty mechanic shop. before he said anything he snatched minseok up from his chair, checking him over before pulling him into a tight hug. "jesus, you're gonna send me to an early grave." he muttered before letting him go. "i'm just happy you're safe. were they nice to you?" there was a soft pause before he lowered his voice a bit, "did they recognize you?"

If Minseok gave it a real thought, this had been reckless and dangerous as hell. But since he refused to admit that anything he did was just trouble on heels, he grinned and looked around, as if it was a walk in the park. "I went out for a nightly ride, hyung! It was going so well, but I got a flat tire and I had to walk with my baby until I found an open auto shop. Can you believe there's one? I felt so lucky. They working on it, but as soon as it's ready, I think it's better if you go back home with me." Reason was t hat, Minseok was worried that he would get robbed out there now that he had brought his expensive motorcycle to a very small auto shop that didn't really look safe.

He could hear his hyung moving around and doing stuff, and he had the good grace to feel bad for what he did. "I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?" His voice small, like a scolded child who didn't know what to do once caught red-handed, and maybe that was exactly how he felt. "I thought it would be fun, you know." It was, after all, not the first time he did this. Only that things hadn't gone as planned this time and he had no choice but to ask for help. "It's okay, hyung. I can wait until it's done and go back home." It was now that he regretted calling Noah in the middle of the night, but as soon as he felt alone and needed company, he had thought of his manager hyung.

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if he was honest, he welcomed the cheery, although probably fake atmosphere that engulfed the company for the holiday season. everyone seemed to be chipper, and the various decks through out the halls of the building, reminding him of christmas time back home. it was poor in comparison to the lights of times square, but he appreciated the efforts even if it was for a little bit.

mayhaps it was a distraction from the unsettling guilt of not being back with his grandparents for the holidays that had sucked a little bit of his christmas joy out of him. even more so every year he wondered what a holiday season with his actual parents would be like. he hardly knew them, and his grandparents seemed to keep anything about his dad especially tight lipped, leaving noah to ponder every year about his actual birth parents.

with a deflated sigh he left his office, slinking through the halls to pass some time until minseok was finished with rehearsals. as he turned the corner he stopped, scooting back around it in a slight panic. there she was again. truthfully speaking, he felt like a dumb teenager, quickly fixing his clothes and hair before she laid eyes on him, trying to hype himself up to speak. with a clear throat he finally made his way through pretending to be casual. but, before he could open his mouth, though when he did nothing really ever came out in her presence, she spoke, her voice a reviving melody to his ears. fuck was she pretty. it hadn't even registered to him what she'd said, his dark brown orbs finally flicking up to the inconspicuous mistletoe that hung above them. she wanted him to take it down? a slight blow to his ego, but without hesitation he raised a long limb, pulling the tape from the frame, bringing the plant with it. "i uh, it uh, maybe they...wanted to put everyone in the h-holiday mood?" he sputtered, looking over the item in his hand, not daring to look at her beauty again after the way he practically fell through his sentence.

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Usually, she didn't mind the holidays. It was true that Yoonah didn't think anything too special about them, but because she cared about some people who did, then she was trying to be on her best behavior. If anything, it was an excuse to party and she wasn't about to turn that down. Her mother had always been a big fan when it came to Christmas, and Yoonah always made sure that her mother got to celebrate the way she deserved - or at least ever since the singer had started making her own money. But it hadn't always been like that. In fact, when she was a child, Christmas was just a very sad time because they didn't exactly have much to celebrate like other families. Their dinner was always, although delicious, very simple. And there were times when presents weren't something that was part of their lives, or even a Christmas tree other than a plant her mother used to decorate.

So it was true that the holiday spirit didn't live in Yoonah other than to make her mother happy, and she always made sure to give her the most amazing gift that she could get her. And now that Christmas was days away, Yoonah couldn't believe she was still in the Infinite building instead of drinking hot cocoa and watching silly Christmas movies with her mother. There were decorations all over the place, which was just a reminder that the company didn't see them more than products. If they thought decorating the place would make them all forget that they were still working instead of resting, they were absolutely wrong.

Yoonah stood in the corridor, waiting for the elevator to arrive, when she noticed someone stopping by her. It took nothing to recognize him. Because he was, after all, the tallest person she had ever seen. But as she looked up at him, she noticed that someone had so graciously placed a mistletoe right above their heads, probably knowing that no matter what, people wouldn't be able to avoid standing below it. "You know, you're tall enough to take it off," she said with a smirk playing on her lips. He was, without a doubt, a tree she wouldn't mind climbing.

#♠. threads #♠. bae yoonah #hehehehehe #he's so fucking lame i love him

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What is the most romantic thing someone can do for you?

"cook with me or maybe just lounge around my place in my clothes, i'm a simple guy."

#honesty hour tag

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You got your eye on anyone?

"uh, next question?"

#honesty hour tag