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nnvri-blog · 7 years
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hiiii everyone !! i’m ian and i swear to god i was gonna post this sooner, but i was up all night last night cramming for a calc exam and i just now got home from a very long day of gallivanting. that being said, i’m really happy to be here and although introductions aren’t really ,, my thing ( we get it ian, you’re awkward nd quirky ) ima give it my best go and keep it short and sweet with some details under the cut, and if you like my guy uri then please click that lil heart and i’ll hit you up about plotting !! ( please i love plotting smh )
he spent a majority of his adolescence living in the outdoors/wandering around the world bc his mama is a nomad
he didn’t mind too much bc it gave him some decent survival skills for the real world considering he p much raised himself lol ( we get it uri ur an optimist >:T )
his dad kinda left at an early age bc his parents fell out of love and his father decided it was time to go back to korea due to a very generous job opportunity working at the asan medical center in seoul as one of their head surgeons being made available to him !!
he was born in sers, france and lived there steadily until he was about eleven years old, which is when his parents divorced and his mother formed an itch for not wanting to stay in the same place for a long amount of time !!
he misses sers. u see, uri is a lover of astronomy, astrophysics and natural science - a total nerd who found his first love in france through a really big nd lovely observatory called the pic du midi
he speaks 3 languages fluently: korean, french and english, but he can speak conversationally in a few others due to his travels. if any of ur muses speak english, please note that uri has a lil frenchy accent nd he actually hates speaking in english bc he thinks he sounds silly !! -_-
my son is a sickly man !! he moved back to korea when he turned 17 to live with and be treated by his father bc his immune system became very weak from all the moving around, sleeping outside ( most times ) and constantly being introduced to new air that his body wasn’t familiar with which in turn made uri very ill. his father treated him well, but his body is still weak :’(
so u will always see him wearing face masks ( no word of a lie, he even wears them in his own home, he’s like kakashi but the rock lee version where he’s a lovable weirdo nd not in the least bit cool ) and carrying hand sanitizer in his jacket pocket nd flinching away from anyone who tries to touch him especially without permission bc the prospect of living in a hospital bed Terrifies the poor baby
uri is generally very endearing, eccentric, charismatic, bit Sarcastic but naturally Loving, iono mannn he was an aggressive teenager and got into a Lot of trouble nd fights with people he met while travelling nd chilled out once he realized he was Frail. an enigma if u will
his ma’s tendency to always be inconsistent was passed down nd stuck w/ him into adulthood !! yay uri !! ur unreliable nd mad capricious good for u !! he hates change but he cant help but Always Change wtf
talk to him about anything space related, talk to him about trappist-1 and his face will light up faster than a 10 yr olds sketchers
he’s now a 20 yr old college student double majoring in astronomy/advanced astrophysics. but he draws a lot and pretty damn well, he would have majored in art if he had stayed in new york long enough to evolve into an art hoe :D think of him as like.. the stereotypical headass anime boy who can be seen running to school with a piece of burnt toast in his mouth bc he slept 30 mins past his alarm but like he’s into space nd shit,,, thats uri lol... LKFJGBLDKFJG
truly can’t believe y’all read this ,, as long as this is trust that these are just the basics to his character so please plot with me if u wanna know more or whatever LKJFGBLKDFJ
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ampabd-17-blog · 7 years
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Let’s Get Married - Kim Mingyu Fic
Part 1
Total words: 1956
Type: Fluff? Marriage AU? 
Summary: Dating is all fun and games until your best friend suggests that you and him should make a pact. A pact to get married at the age of 30.
Creds/Inspired by WongFu, We Got Married, person who suggested the fic
Blind dates are basically the epitome of dread and anxiety. Who exactly trusts their best friend in setting you up with their friend?
"He's hot do not worry" or "Girls practically wait in line to date him", is actually not reassuring or truthful coming from a guy himself. Who actually knows if he's hot, or even a good personality, or even remotely okay to date? Surely, not me. Everything is so difficult, you could not even know the person's name or see their picture. Thanks Mingyu, thanks so damn much.
So many thoughts, pros and cons, and scenarios rush through my head as I wait at the small urban cafe Mingyu told me to go to. My hands tap at the light wooden table anxiously looking out the window to see if I could see anyone who was not on their phone, on a date, or a business filled person walk in or by.
"Calm down ___. It's okay Everything is going to be okay, because this mysterious guy is going to show up, he is going to be amazing, you're going to fall in love with him, and you're going to date him, you’re gonna thank your amazing best friend for putting you up this." I say to myself while I keep my hands busy by either tapping, moving the plant around on the table fixing its position every second, throwing my phone up in the air, clenching my fists.
"Hey," I looked up with huge anticipation, oh. He's really cute, "Would you stop rocking your feet? You're wearing heels and I forgot my earphones, it's been going on for about 5 minutes. It's getting annoying and quite distracting. "Just kidding, he's just a passerby.
10 minutes later
The same cute guy came up to me, hoping he would stay, "Hey stop tapping your phone against the table." Great. It’s not him.
30 minutes later
"Do you have earphones I could borrow if you will not be making noises?" I dug through my handbag and handed him a pair of extras. I found it in the taxi, that's what I get for being a jerk.
40 minutes later
Slowly, I'm giving up. What guy does not show up for a date for two hours? Absurd.
I stand up, grab my handbag and started to walk out the door. 
“Hey hey hey your earphones!” The guy chased after me but I ignored him, it was an extra just keep it dude.
Reaching for my phone in my back pocket I pull it out and start to dial Mingyu's number.
"Are you kidding me Kim Mingyu."
"Woah woah woah woah woah, calm down calm down. What happened? "I heard muffled laughter through the speaker
"You're not joking right? You are one hundred percent serious right now." Walking furiously towards the busy street I start to flag down at least one taxi to take me to go beat Mingyu's ass.
Silence filled the other end as mumbles of "What if she even talking about?" Erupted once in awhile, "OH! You mean the date with Kim KiHo? How'd that go ??" He sounded genuinely curious. This poor boy is going to die tonight,
"It went great you know! He was amazing! Aesthetically pleasing!" I roll my eyes at my sarcastic comment
"Tell me about it."
"Oh well first I arrived to the cafe you told me to go and sat in the table closest to the window without ordering anything you know because well, that'd be rude to order something without him being there. Secondly I waited for about 2 hours for this guy to show and throughout the whole time there was this obnoxious cute dude that was sitting near me who kept telling what to stop what I was doing. And lastly? HE DID NOT EVEN SHOW UP MINGYU. ALSO YOU DECIDED TO TELL ME THE NAME NOW? HOW WAS I EVEN SUPPOSED TO FIND HIM WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU." I pull the phone away from my ear and start yelling at full on
"___...  I'm so sorry. Holy crap I didn’t think he would ditch. "
"Well he did."
"Do you want me to call him? I can call him for you. We can set another date up ag- "
"Save it Mingyu. I'm not going on anymore blind dates that you set me up on. "
"I'm sorryyyyyyyyyyyyyy."
"Don’t drag out your words."
"___. I'm sorry."
"Well sorry isn’t enough,” I paused for a second, “I'm coming over."
"Okay front door will be unloc-, wait. Are you mad right now?"
I didn’t answer
"Okay... So you are. Are you coming over to fight me or beat me to death?"
I only smirked, he knew me so well.
"I'm leaving the house." I heard shuffling in the back
"You, you better stay." I hung up the phone with a huff as I arrived in the busy streets of the city
I flagged down a taxi and gave the driver the address of my best friends apartment. Kim Mingyu is going down.
I kept ringing the doorbell, knocking on the door, banging on the windows, and still nothing.
"Mingyu I swear, if you do not open this door I'll force my way in." I yell hoping he would hear me
"Never!" His muffled yell shook my ears
I continued to bang on the door, why did his parents choose today to leave on a holiday? Still banging on the door his next door neighbor spoke up, "___."
I met his smug, laughing face, "What do you want." I glare at him
"You”, Laughter, "both", Laughter, "are ridiculous." Laughter.
"Shut up."
"Seriously the best romance comedy sitcom I have seen in my life."
"Romance? Comedy? Romance comedy? What kind of drugs are you taking? God I'd rather die then ever date him.” Disgusted that the thought of ever dating Mingyu had crossed my mind
"Hey, doesn’t erase the fact that I love you guys together."
"That's gross."
"Maybe you think soooo~ Also his family keeps a spare key under the tallest plant." He winks and waves goodbye
"Aw bro why'd you have to tell her that?" Mingyu whines as the window pops open next to his door
"If I didn’t, she would have done damage to that window, and even more damage on you."
Mingyu's eyes widen as I let myself in and step right in front of him
"Ohhoho. You're dead meat." The window slammed shut.
"You hit me and scratched me. I'm bruised and bleeding. I hate you.” I dab his injury lightly as he groans
"It wasn’t even that bad."
"This is an abusive relationship and you're the abuser. I need out. "He starts to stand up
"Shut up and let me help you." I push his chest to get him back down
"Why is the abuser also the nurse. You make no sense." His finger tapped the tip of my nose
“Don’t touch my nose. You’re going to rub off my highlight.” I pushed the rubbing alcohol infused cotton ball harshly onto the open wound which would hopefully get him to shut up as well as leave me alone and let me do my work
"OW. ___ GOD HELP, OW THAT HURTS. "
"You deserved it."
"No, you're just mean. I don’t deserve this abuse."
"Shut up. But over all that you love me for it. "
"As if." 
I pushed the cotton ball down harshly again
“IT HURTS WHEN YOU DO THAT! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS?”
"Movie night?" I've dropped 3 movies on the couch we were lounging at later in the day.
"Me Before You? Can you even understand it Gyu? "Scoffing into my bag of shark popsicles, boys are so dumb sometimes I swear
"There's different options ___." He plops down next to me and steals a bite of the bar I was currently starting, I stare at him. What kinda monster...
"Sad Movie and 200 Pound Beauty. What's up with you and romance? "
"They’re quality movies as well as classics. So which movie? "He shrugs off my question
"Me Before You. How do you have this anyways?”
"Wonwoo gave it to me, apparently he cried during it." Mingyu got up and collected all the disks and put the right one in the DVD player and sat back down next to me
An hour into the movie Mingyu and I somehow ended up cuddling. His arm was hugging my shoulder while my head was on his chest. We were just laying on the spacious couch peaceful and undisturbed. This is what best friends of all the time! Right..?
"Look at her dress Gyu, oh my god it's beautiful." I point at the lit up screen that was red whenever she twirled around, that was indeed a gorgeous dress
"Your color is red. I bet you would look great." His chest vibrated everytime he spoke
"You're right, but pulling off that dress? You’d have to be insanely gorgeous and have a good body. Which I don’t have. But I can never pull off red lipstick."
“Yeah you do. Don’t doubt yourself, my best friend is beautiful~ You look like a chili pepper when you wear red lipstick.” I smack his shoulder while he was laughing, “I’m sorry I’m sorry.”
Throughout the whole movie a question I loved to ponder about erupted in my mind, 'You read all these books, hear all these stories, and watch all these films about how a couple of people find each other to be their soulmate and they end Up in love. But what if I never get to experience that? ' What if I never cross paths with my supposed soulmate and I never find true love? What if all my dates are like the dates I experienced today? Am I going to-
"Die forever alone?" Mingyu was looking at me as the credits rolled onto the screen
"Uh ___ ...." He spoke up when he realized I was deep in thought
"What?" My head shot up to meet his gaze
"You have been unconsciously speaking for the past five minutes."
"You're kidding." He only shook his head, "So you heard everything I said?" I nodded, "Well it's true I'm going to die alone, sad, and lonely."
"Ayy, thats not true."
"It is true.”
"Not true." He bickers back, he never knows when to give up.
"True."
"Not true."
"Look I know you're my best friend, you don’t have to spare my feelings."
"I know, you're a strong independent woman and I'm being truthful.” I tried to hide his laughter before I grabbed a pillow and started to hit him, “Hey hey hey, I'll stop, I'll stop.” He managed to get out during his fit of laughter
"You're still wrong."
Mingyu only shook his head and proceeded to grab both of my shoulders to face him, face looking deadly seriously, no sorts of jokes written on his face. Whenever I've been placed in this situation, I know exactly what’s going to go down. I know what he's doing, and when he’s like this, he's dead serious.
"If you think so, then let's make a pact ___."
"Depends." Not breaking the deep eye we were giving each other
“If you really think you’re going to die alone and you’re never going to find your soulmate, and I’m not interested in dating right now but if my relationships fail one by one. By the time we’re 29, let’s go on 17 dates and do romantic stuff that couples do, and if we think that we are right for each other and that we fell in love, that we are each other’s soulmates. At the age of 30,-” My breath hitched and no words would roll off my tongue, “Lets get married.”
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