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dangcheongyuri · 4 months

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REPOSTED FROM TWITTER!!

something something the difference in how Cheong Myeong loves Tang Bo, Cheong Mun and Cheong Jin differently in different ways yet they're all ultimately the ones he trusted the most in his past life..

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Cheong jin was his sajae, older than him yet he treats him as if he's the younger sibling lmao… he bullies him like how an older sibling would and yet he also fiercely protects him because of how cheong jin is— he's the brains of mount hua. Cheong myeong doesn't love him any less than cheong mun or tang bo. He loves cheong jin fiercely, seen from when he argued with cheong mun when he found out that cheong jin went missing. he would've searched all the mountains and the oceans if it meant he could see cheong jin

It's why he broke down once he found cheong jin!!! Even after so long he had found his sajae, and fulfilled his wish of being buried in mount hua!!! he loves his sajae and wants to be a good sahyung to him!!!!! and he's disappointed in himself that he only found him now!!!

he knew and trusted cheong jin to have those martial techniques that were lost to time because he knew of how protective he was of mount hua's sword techniques. he trusted cheong jin because he knows the other was dependable and one of the only people who remained a constant in his life when he was shunned for being himself or seen as the untouchable saint. cheong jin was there along with cheong mun and tang bo, and cheong myeong was happiest when he was with them because the three were the ones who cared for him the most [teary eyed]

Cheong Mun was a father/older brother figure for Cheong myeong. he was the one that cared for him since he was a child, was the one who watched the snotty little kid grow up to be a talented— and still bratty— adult who was worshipped as the plum blossom sword saint. Throughout it all, Cheong Mun was there. Cheong Mun was there when cheong myeong walked his first steps, when he bloomed plum blossoms from his blade when first handling the sword, was there until his death— watching over him til' the end.

Cheong mun was one of the only people he could trust. as said in the qna; (not word for word ,) when you are shunned out by the world, how do you see the person who lent a hand to you, who continuously defends you? Cheong mun did not sway in staying by cheong myung's side, he was there for his sajae his whole life and he wouldn't stop. out of everyone in the world who shunned him, cheong mun was by his side and unwavering. AND IT MAKES ME CRY!!!! Cheong myung would have circled the world for Cheong Mun, the man who cared for him and guided him.

Could you just. Imagine the person who was with you since you first opened your eyes dying in front of you? to lose such an important person, and then having to live years with that view of them dying in front of you?? the grief of losing the one person you knew your whole life…

Cheong myeong and cheong mun really make me emotional because… even when their relationship did get strained, the love was STILL there. They still loved each other to the end. They might have not been bound by blood but they were bound by the trust and love they have for each other. I LOVE THEM SO BAD

Now…. cracks knuckles. Tang Bo. Tang bo is a different case from the others. Think of it as the difference in how you trust your family, versus how you would trust a friend, or say a partner. Tang Bo, ultimately, was the one who understood cheong myeong's situation the most.

Tang Bo was also hailed as a genius, the dark saint, who was the most proficient in poisons. Neither of them were seen as actual people— they were seen as a figure to look up to, monsters in their own fields. Of course, Cheong mun and cheong jin were one of the closest to cheong myeong, but they can't relate to him as intimately as tang bo does. They understood each other from the heart and soul, could work together in harmony, could predict each other's movement in the battlefield as they protected each other. They knew each other and their techniques better than anyone else. Cheong Myeong trusted Tang Bo with his LIFE. he could walk into any sort of danger when he knew Tang Bo was watching his back. He could be himself with him, not the sword saint, but cheong myeong.

The pure TRUST they have in each other is mind boggling. it was the harmony they had with each other, almost as if you could not have one without the other. Tang Bo trusted Cheong Myeong as much as Cheong Myeong trusted him!!!

I mean, Tang Bo made an entire technique and adjusted his martial arts to protect Cheong Myeong better. Tang Bo loved him to the point that doing something like that was a small price to keep him safe. He cared. Tang Bo, Cheong Mun and Cheong Jin cared for him.

They seek out each other when they need something to make them feel better, seeking out each other because they know the other knows them best and they would give up everything for the other.

They trusted each other so much, to the point that Cheong Myeong would feel secure just by having Tang Bo behind him on the battlefield. it's why he made one of the tang family members stand behind him, because even something familiar— no matter how clumsy, gave him that sense of security again, no matter how faint it is

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enihk-writes · 3 months

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[before the year ends]

seasonal fics : 除夕 (chú xī) / lunar new year's eve edition

paring: various!hwasan men x gn!reader

summary: things that happen on the last day of the year.

characters: chung myung (can be read as both pbss and mhdd) // chung mun // chung jin // tang bo // tang gunak // jang ilso // jin hyeon // lee songbaek // jin geumryong // baek cheon

author's note: my personal music recommendations for the day are lovers in seoul by off the menu , hot potato by n.flying , coconut love by seoulmoon , mercury by bye bye badman and t + tik tak tok by silica gel feat. So!YoON! (doing this for fun because my other hobby is looking for new music and putting them in a playlist partly because one of my teenage dreams was to open up a cd shop in an art street or own a music-vinyl brunch cafe by the seaside ugggh but you need money like do you know how expensive seaside properties are in singapore!!! i don't have that cash!!! so i have to work!!!! fuck!!!!)

CHUNG MYUNG doesn't like to be cooped up indoors during the festive period. so that afternoon he slipped out to visit the next town over, hearing about their night market and looking forward to getting drunk off his rocker before returning home. only to come face-to-face with you. to his credit he tried to divert your attention to slip away with a bold-faced lie but to be honest, he isn't very good at that. he ends up letting you tag along to buy your silence. which wasn't that bad of a decision — he found himself enjoying the private time he had with you more than he'd expected, like walking through the markets with pinkies interlocked, visiting taverns and teahouses getting mistaken for a couple to get discounts, even the passionate drunken kisses you both shared on the inn balcony which left him quite dazed. when he gets back he would have to have a talk with you about what happened here. though right now he's a little preoccupied with leaving marks all up your neck, hands under your clothes going to places he probably shouldn't, revelling in your embarrassment a little too much. thank goodness he had the foresight to rent out a room to stay in so the both of you could do whatever you wanted in here to the heart's content all night long.

CHUNG MUN watches as you scurry around the sect grounds checking in on the workers who were all preparing for the banquet that was to be held over the new year. as the sect leader he shouldn't interrupt another elder's duties, but as your husband he wanted you to pay attention to him too — it was new years eve and your spouse can't even ask for some alone time with you? you were so cruel, was this how he was to spend the last day of the year? he sighed and turned back to his papers, finishing up with his own work until it was finally time for bed. you met him in the front of your shared house, he finds himself cracking a smile when you bury your face into his chest, he walks you over to sit together on the bench, where you plop your head down on his lap, very much like a certain youngest, pouring your heart out on the annoyances that you've faced today so what has your dear husband have in mind to reward their hardworking partner? the man only chuckles at your ranting, running his fingers until you fell asleep, carrying your tired body to tuck you in bed. he looks over at your peaceful form one more time, kisses your hand and leaves for his own quarters to retire for the night.

CHUNG JIN had been pulled out from under the pile of books he's buried under to take a day off at the behest of the other elders and disciples. not knowing what to do, he hovers around your side, not really wanting to go down the mountain without a solid plan. you thought he looked a little like a lost sparrow then, so you let him stay around as you went about your day. he aided you with small tasks here and there — wasn't he supposed to be on break? old habits die hard, you supposed. he ended up helping you finish your job earlier than intended, bringing the leftovers from the kitchen along, the two of you headed down the forested path at the back of the mountain to wile away the rest of the afternoon as you ate the food and engaged in small talk about nothing in particular. the sun felt warm on your skin, and as it began to set, the sounds of the flowing stream nearby lulled the two elders into a dreamless sleep.

TANG BO stifled a laugh as he looked at your sorry state. only an idiot falls sick on new year's eve — was what he'd told you. you wanted to strangle him right then and there, never mind that he was your husband. he offered to nurse you for the day, supposedly from the kindness of his heart. bullshit. this guy had something up his sleeve, you were so sure of it. but whatever you thought he'd do never happened. your husband truly did take care of you that whole day. he'd wipe off your cold sweat, change towels, feed you food and medication on time, among other things. you thought he'd turn over a new leaf and was just about to praise him when he snickers at you again. maybe you should get sick more often, you're so much nicer when you're quiet like this. too bad for him your fingers were faster as you shove them up his nose to choke him in retaliation. fortune favours the just. the next morning you woke up feeling good as new — your fever had gone away just in time to celebrate the new year. your husband, on the other hand, didn't seem to be doing too well, seemingly catching your cold from yesterday. hmph, serves him right for teasing you like that.

TANG GUNAK could not catch a break even on new year's eve. there was always work to do, the world did not stop on holidays, after all. you slipped into the room quietly with refreshments in hand, hoping to get him to take a short break from his paperwork. the man had sharp ears — recognising the weighted rhythm of your footsteps even as you were on the far end of the hallway. he sets down his brush, getting up to greet you. my love, he'd call out softly, expertly placing away the tray in your hands. you laugh as he pulls you into his embrace, his face burrowing into your shoulder. you try to hug him back with as much vigour you could muster, pulling away just so you could place a few pecks on his face. it wasn't a very long break, but he was grateful for it nonetheless. he sipped on the tea you brewed, listening to your excited recounting of a new novel you had been reading. new years was a time to give thanks for the blessings in life, and he was more than thankful for the way your shoulder felt pressed against his arm as you two sat side by side.

JANG ILSO cared little for the festivities. he wasn't in the mood for any banquet, or party or whatever loud activity. he had been itching to do something, but he couldn't pinpoint what he wanted to do and the idea of going outside annoyed him. you didn't really know, nor cared to find out about your employer's stormy tantrum going on right at that moment. unfortunately for you, you were one of his go-to people to piss off and annoy whenever he wanted to cause trouble. your boss was a temperamental man, and you always walked on eggshells around him. little did you know that you were third on his list of people he liked, so in the off chance that you did piss him off, he wasn't going to get rid of you. not that soon or quickly anyways. he barged into your office with attendants trailing behind him with boxes of drinks, food and entertainment for that evening. he was here to bother you, if you so kindly didn't mind. most of what happened was blurry — you only remembered drinking the sweet wine, going down far too easily, possibly knocking over papers and ink all over your desk and then passing out. the next time you came to, you were in a guest bedroom near your boss' own. the hangover medicine and new clothes already laid out on the table for you. there was no way you had created a moment that your boss could hold over your head as blackmail. no, you detested the teasing that was sure to come from him in the coming year.

JIN HYEON had been out on an errand on behalf of the elders, and finally, he was going back to wudang just in time for new years. he stops by the small diner in the town next door, he often had his meals here whenever he's going out, outwardly he said it's because he liked the lotus root soup with pork ribs served with warm rice. in reality, he just wanted to find a chance to talk to you, the owner — a familiar face he had known since both of you were mere apprentices. though now you had taken over the restaurant your adoptive grandfather had left behind for you while he had risen up to the rank of a second-grade disciple. the diner was small, and the business was decent enough to make ends meet, but it wasn't so busy that you didn't have time to sit across him to have a short chat before he headed off. you asked him if he would stay and visit the night market this year. he shook his head sadly, feeling bad that he was turning down your offer yet again. you shook your disappointment off, opting to change the topic. the hour passed far too quickly, and he had to report back to the elders before night fall. you walk him towards the door, just as the wind picks up from where your back was turned, pushing you into his chest. the man takes the opportunity to pull you a little closer, accidentally placing a peck on your forehead. you didn't think he'd be this affectionate today but who cared? it was new years eve and it's been a while since he had walked you home. maybe next year you could ask him again to come with you to the night market.

LEE SONGBAEK had gone to his hometown for the new year celebrations. he had been given permission by the elders to do so, along with a good majority of the other disciples. things had been really quiet back in the sect with nobody really wanting to do anything with them. speaking of which, he hadn't seen his family in years by now, and he wondered how they were all doing. he didn't plan to spend too much time — have dinner, catch up, stay overnight and leave the next morning. he didn't expect to see that you would also be in his house, helping out with the new year's eve dinner. he could smell the dough and sesame paste drying out in the sun for the tang-yuan they'd all have later. actually, he thinks most of the village was congregated at his house. the disciples who had tagged along with him were a little taken aback at the size of the crowd, much to his embarrassment. he didn't think his village would be so stoked to have him back on new years with his sect brothers. you slipped out of the kitchen to greet him as the elders fussed over the boys that had come to visit. he leans over to greet you, feeling a small smile pull at his lips when you tousle his hair. his original plan might have been a little thwarted, but since you were here, he didn't really mind. ah, when he goes back to the sect, he should ask if the tailor was accepting any apprentices — if he were, and you came over, he might see you around more often in the coming year.

JIN GEUMRYONG wished he was anywhere else but here right now. but, as the eldest and prodigal son he should behave appropriately. he slips out of the banquet hall at the first opportunity, making shoddy excuses like needing to go to the restroom. he finds a spot in the quietest part of the estate, taking a moment to collect himself from the incessant social interaction he's had the whole day. soft footsteps approach him — really? he feels annoyed, but tries to reign back his distaste when he sees your smiling face beaming at him. go away. he tells you, not in the mood to deal with whatever you were about to drag him into. please? you'd beg, your hand pulling at his arm to get him on his feet. there was something you wanted to show him, and if he didn't go with you now, he was going to miss it! the man agreed reluctantly, letting you take him to the lake behind the hills. the night sky was clear and he could see every sparkling star in the sky. you sit on a fallen log, seemingly waiting for something to happen. he sits right by you, choosing not to question your actions. and then — there it was. the stars fell from the sky one after another, painting the night in long white painter's lines. he'd never seen anything like this in his life thus far, and he might not ever see it again. but it didn't matter. when you asked, doesn't it look amazing? he could only hum, unable to take his eyes off you all while your gaze was turned to the spectacle in the skies.

BAEK CHEON, for the life of him, can't decide which tassel he wanted to buy and ended up just getting a roll of thread in plum-blossom pink to make one on his own. the handiwork was clumsy, clearly amateurish with the bronze coin woven into the accessory. it certainly resembled the shape of a tassel — if you didn't look at the finer details too closely and for too long. you could see him look embarrassed at the quality and was already regretting giving it to you. but how could you not want his sincere gift? you loved it, flaws and all, because it was from him and you wanted to be reminded of the idea that this perfectionist still could make mistakes. you pull him down for a kiss. and then another. and another, until you were peppering his whole face in kisses because your heart couldn't handle this gap in his personality. your poor love, look at how red his face had become. he didn't know whether to be happy that you liked his gift this much, or feel shy at the public show of affection in a place where everyone in the sect could possibly see? you can't help but snicker mischievously as you skipped away from the scene — leaving the poor boy in a flustered mess.

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alienandrogyny101 · 5 months

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Return of the Mount Hua Sect memes, made with random images on my phone

#rotmhs #rotbb #return of the mount hua sect #chung myung #tang bo #baek cheon #hyun young #hyun jong #meng so #chung mun #jo gul #source for most images is reddit #I’ll make more if requested

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seisworld · 11 months

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Found it on Twitter, i miss them all

#The Return of Mount Hua Sect #chung myung #chung mun #yun jong #Hyun Jong #Un-am #baek cheon

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quuerbee · 7 months

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Just read ch 828 of the novel, and I have. SO many thought about chung mun and chung myung.

In this chapter Chung Mun gives Chung Myung the whole talk about how he can't do everything by himself. As we know, Chung Myung doesn't put this into practice until his second life, as the divine dragon.

Do you think Chung Mun ever blamed himself? In his last moments on that mountain range, do you think he blamed himself, or even the world, for leaving everything to Chung Myung? Do you think that as he laid there, bleeding out, he wished for nothing more than to be strong enough to support the boy he had raised? To stand beside him in his final moments, to comfort him, to tell him that it wasn't his fault?

Chung Mun raised Chung Myung into the man he is. His teachings helping Chung Myung, and in turn Mount Hua, years after he died. But sometimes I wonder what he was thinking about, laying on that blood soaked ground, as he watched his son go against that monster.

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mira-gaia · 8 months

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I'm the process of drawing a sweet moment between tang bo and chung myung cause I love those two lil shits ♥ 🤭🤭

I'm sooooo normal about them 😋😋

#chung myung #cheong myeong #tang bo #the return of mount hua sect #the return of the blossoming blade #hwasan #chung jin #chung mun #manhawa #murim

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ge · 3 months

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tangchung weirdo4weirdo

#theyre so sillay... im obsessed with them..#return of the blossoming blade #return of the mount hua sect #화산귀환 #tangchung #rotmhs #rotbb #i shuld reiterate chung mun and chung jin r both supportive of chung myung and his relationship..#they do however think its awkward to accidentally witness ur little brothers weird first kiss w his equally weird boyfriend

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vantabone · 8 months

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myung-ah and sahyung

audio: i bet on losing dogs

#return of the blossoming blade #return of the mount hua sect #rotbb #rotmhs #화산귀환 #making this was hell actually i didn't know procreate doesn't have individual layers per frame i had to save each individually and work on #it seperately like...#anyway the beginning part of losing dogs is very chung myung wishing for chung mun... crying screaming shouting

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arkvra · 2 months

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Redraw their moments on chap 111 🥺

#it's his sahyung who he misses the most #the one who listen to what cm did all day #his smile at the end tho *criesssssss*#although I already read the english translation still I purchased coins to read it in my native language because it sounds so much cuterrrrr #testing brush on ibispaint too since the pen pressure worked there than in my medibang *cries*#화산귀환 #청명 #청문 #rotmhs #rotbb #return of mount hua sect #return of the blossoming blade #cheong myeong #chung myung #cheong mun

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inkyminx · 11 months

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I AM NOT OK

#Return of The Blossoming Blade #ROTBB #Chung Myung #Jang Mun #did I cry? yes #It’s too pretty #totally fine

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fallingforspring · 5 months

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I am fascinated with Cheongmyeong’s original childhood.

#cheong myeong #cheong mun #jang mun #rotbb #rotmhs #return of the mount hua sect #chung myung #he never talks about his master #only about his sahyung #they’re brothers your honor

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grassus3000 · 3 months

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Bonne année lunaire 2024 !

Happy lunar new year 2024 !

Chúc mừng năm mới 2024 !

🐉🧧🎊

#happy lunar new year #happy lunar new year 2024 #year of the dragon #dragon #year of the dragon 2024 #bonne année lunaire #bonne année lunaire 2024 #chung mung nam moi #chung mun nam moi 2024

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enihk-writes · 6 months

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[kiss, kiss, kiss, 단 하루도 빼먹지 말고]

based on lyrics from day 1 by red velvet

paring: various!hwasan men x gn!reader

(OR) various!hwasan men x preferred pairing free for all, ambiguous, can be them with anybody of your choice (i.e. tangchung / whiterust / cmxilso)

summary: short headcanons of where they like to kiss their beloveds

characters: geumjon (pbss) // geumhyeop (mhdd) // chung mun // tang bo // tang gunak // baek cheon // jin geumryong // lee songbaek // namgung dowi // jang ilso // chung jin

author's note: gagged when i typed the word beloved oh god when i say i get physically sick writing sappy romance i mean it yall my stomach is having issues rn....................... listening to rizzotto's sexyback cover on repeat and day 1 at the same time for maximum effect............ (looking like an insane homebody) also i feel like i should apologize to soso for this... yanno... just in case uhhhh what else???? AHHHHHHHHHH DEUKAE COMEBACK ON THE 22ND SO IM GOING MIA!!! I LOVE ROTBB BUT I LOVE MY GIRLS MORE!!!!!!! RAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHH I AM A FEMINIST FIRST!!!!!! AND A C0CK SUCKER 2ND!!!!!!

GEUMJON is still very immature at heart so, kisses from him are more innocent and well, somewhat child-like. he's not experienced with things like this so he mostly settles for impromptu cheek kisses whenever he's the one initiating. surprisingly conservative, won't go any further than innocuous touches unless the relationship is established to be romantic with the intention to marry. even then, out in public especially under broad daylight, he won't be the first to make a move even if he really, really wants to.

GEUMHYEOP is quieter, more grounded and direct. he doesn't like to waste time. if he has the urge to kiss his partner, he will. it doesn't matter where they are, he would cup their cheeks in his hands and give them a proper kiss on their lips... unless they are both in the middle of an important discussion or in a room with the others. he still has some basic manners and decency to not embarrass the other one. expanding on the way he goes about it — he likes to observe his partner's face, and remember their every detail because he recognises that memory is unreliable and hopes that doing this would burn their image in his mind for good. doesn't seek out for kisses often but doesn't push away his partner's advances. if he does seek them out, it's more likely because he's going through something at that moment and isn't in the mood to talk about it yet.

JANG ILSO is the complete opposite. no shame, no patience. they could be in the middle of a conversation with someone else or out and about in public under broad daylight. it's either he gets a kiss from his partner now or he will have them wait until he's back in the mood. doesn't really care if it pisses the other off... lowkey gets off on their anger. very tall guy so he likes to grab his partner's chin and tilt their head backwards so he can lean down and give a short peck, sometimes the kisses are more heated and lasts far longer — so they often end up in... situations... no matter where he is with his partner...

CHUNG MUN is the type of guy someone brings home to meet their parents. will not make a move, not even hand-holding until he gets explicit permission from his partner. date-to-marry type, and super conservative. even after having their first kiss, will not do that again unless it was during the wedding ceremony, wedding night and subsequent special occasions relating to his partner. prefers to convey his affections through interlocking fingers with his partner, and when they are alone, he'd bring them up to his lips and kiss their knuckles tenderly.

CHUNG JIN can often be found in between rows of bookshelves taking archives. that's also usually the place where he shares kisses with his partner. most times it's a quick peck on their eyelid as he walks past them, other times it's a brief nuzzle of the side of their head. ever so often, when he was staying late to transcribe the pages and pages of text, he'd take breaks by leaning on their shoulder, enjoying his moment of shut-eye. and it's during these times when he would turn his head and pepper kisses on the other's jaw. if he's feeling a little bold, he would block their faces from the window view with an open book — leaning in with apologies for his lack of attention these days as he pulls them in for a kiss.

TANG BO... is a wild card. if he's the initiator, he likes to be playful about it. always a tease, and thoroughly enjoying the reactions he pulls from his partner. if the roles flip and he finds himself on the receiving end, would be stunned into silence. all the other has to do is kiss him, not anything one-and-done — it has to be a proper and genuine kind of kiss on the bridge of his nose, more specifically the spot between his eyebrows. he tends to stay up late and it does create tension that results in headaches in that area because of that. so when he feels his partner's tender touch, this guy is putty. for all that cockiness, he is the easiest to come undone.

TANG GUNAK... an older man with experience for sure. he has children for fucks sake, let's be realistic here. doesn't matter how much brainpower his duties as the head takes up, he is very attentive to his partner's likes, dislikes, wants and needs. always acts according to the results of those observations. but in his downtime, when he is going to bed, he finds himself enjoying the embrace of his partner. resting his head on their chest, listening to their heartbeat because well, one might never know if they could have a heart attack soon or not. will always place a kiss on the other's chest, right over their heart just before he falls asleep.

NAMGUNG DOWI. a good guy. an earnest guy. really trying his best. he's not good at this romance thing... please be patient with him... if things so south, he tends to use his face card to have his partner forgive him. and they do, because he's insanely good at pulling the sad, kicked, wet puppy face. when that happens, he would happily kiss them over and over again on every corner of their face, or well, whatever parts he can reach. he did make them sit on his lap without any wiggle room.

LEE SONGBAEK prefers hugging more than kissing. partly because he's surrounded by kids so any grown-up action would have him be the brunt of their teasing for weeks. his partner is mostly understanding, maybe a little spiffed when it seems like they might kiss but a child waddles into their vicinity. he feels sorry for disappointing his partner, and often hugs the other from behind, muttering a string of apologies into their hair. eventually pecking the small bundle of nerves at the back of their ear, and the top of their jaw — his surefire way of leaving them a little hot and bothered.

JIN GEUMRYONG suffers from emotional constipation to an extent. so it goes without saying, his partner has to be blessed with communication skills that can honestly end all wars. he is strict, mostly stern, but he means well. and his partner has been by his side long enough to understand that. he feels sorry they've chosen to stay regardless. he isn't one to let lose until it's time to rest, so it's only in these times they get to see his unguarded sides. downturned eyes that look at his partner wistfully, he would hug them and rest his chin on the crown of their head. occasionally moves down to press his lips on that spot as one hand cradles his partner's neck, fingers playing with their strands of hair.

BAEK CHEON is undoubtedly a little pathetic. it's endearing, but it's still hard to watch sometimes. poor man still trips over his words and stumbles on his feet when he wants to ask his partner for a kiss. just one kiss please? god. it's hard to say no to a handsome face on the verge of tears... he's lucky they weren't a sadist. or well, trying not to be. it's so hard fighting those urges, that they ask him to reward their efforts. his pale face grows bright red, but he complies with his partner's request anyways. it's a timid kiss on their forehead that goes down the bridge of their nose, then the tip of it. he coyly kisses their cheeks, steering away from the other's lips so obviously that they lose patience and pull him in. he melts far too quickly into this, hands going all over his partner's body, tugging on their clothes. tsk, sly boy. so he had planned for this to happen, and like a fool they fell for his siren song.

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