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adore) wrote2025-07-20 09:02 pm
adore) wrote2025-07-20 09:02 pm
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The Beauty Way
Ever since watching that one Yonghee & Hyunsuk performance that made me go feral for them, I have fallen for CIX. Technically I have been a fan since their most recent comeback with Thunder, one of my favourite k-pop songs ever, but now I also have a ship and a bias (Yonghee) and a biaswrecker (Hyunsuk).
And here is the point of no return: I am watching their vlogs and having Feelings.
When they all visit the sea and a dripping Yonghee revenges himself on Hyunsuk by catching hold of his legs to flip him into the water, Hyunsuk stands up drenched, and they hug. It's the sort of hug where you can't tell whether Yonghee initiated it or Hyunsuk, but their arms around each other enclose my heart, making it squeeze with affection, assuring me of much to daydream about these two. Later, at their hotel, Yonghee plays the flute while Hyunsuk reads aloud, bits of prose that sound like poetry, and the moment passes, but the feeling doesn't. The feeling persists, like a floating bubble, when Seunghun asks Hyunsuk to pass him the book he was reading from, only to place it under his head as a pillow. Yonghee jokingly tells Hyunsuk to keep the book ready as a coaster when they make ramyeon. I love this feeling, warm and fuzzy around the edges, floaty, big enough to burst.
They're already on their six-year anniversary, so their contracts will likely expire at seven. I'm melancholy.
And here is the point of no return: I am watching their vlogs and having Feelings.
When they all visit the sea and a dripping Yonghee revenges himself on Hyunsuk by catching hold of his legs to flip him into the water, Hyunsuk stands up drenched, and they hug. It's the sort of hug where you can't tell whether Yonghee initiated it or Hyunsuk, but their arms around each other enclose my heart, making it squeeze with affection, assuring me of much to daydream about these two. Later, at their hotel, Yonghee plays the flute while Hyunsuk reads aloud, bits of prose that sound like poetry, and the moment passes, but the feeling doesn't. The feeling persists, like a floating bubble, when Seunghun asks Hyunsuk to pass him the book he was reading from, only to place it under his head as a pillow. Yonghee jokingly tells Hyunsuk to keep the book ready as a coaster when they make ramyeon. I love this feeling, warm and fuzzy around the edges, floaty, big enough to burst.
They're already on their six-year anniversary, so their contracts will likely expire at seven. I'm melancholy.
