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"If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more."
"What is grief, if not love persevering?"
"You kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath"
Calling all readers, lovers of poetry and music, screen and stage. Quote collecters and lyric hoarders, unleash your archive. Each prompt must contain a quote - you can combine them, add commentary, link to articles, and more. Steal from a literary classic, or WeVerse drama. Have fun!
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Minghao + Ocean Vuong
The most beautiful part of your body
is where it's headed. & remember,
loneliness is still time spent
with the world.
Ocean Vuong - night sky with exit wounds
Hoshi/Anyone; "Beauty is terror"
Thinking about these two quotes together and the idea of on/off-stage personas:
"Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful we tremble before it. And what could be more terrifying or beautiful, to the Greeks to to our own, than to lose control completely?" - Donna Tartt, the Secret Histories
"I am calm in everyday life but when I put on my in-ear device and step on stage, I can feel the tension and hear the cheers getting louder as the music gets louder. When the staff tells me it's time to step on stage, I feel something boil inside me. I feel it steaming inside and I think I have to give a burst of something, spill what is inside me." - Hoshi in Hit the Road Ep. 04
Any ship; "It's been so many years"
Hello, hello there, is this Martha?
This is old Tom Frost
And I am calling long distance
Don't worry 'bout the cost.
'Cause it's been forty years or more
Now Martha please recall
Meet me out for coffee
Where we'll talk about it all.
Tom Watts - Martha
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you could be my silver spring
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: the end of a friendship, a relationship, an acquaintanceship
Do Not Wants: None
Prompt:
[Fill] The Way You Make Me Out to Be
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: lovers to friends to…?, BBB-centric
Permission to remix: Please ask
A/N: All of my idolverse ends up having this implied polyamory feel, so while a relationship does end….does it really? It’s the Auber_Gine_Dreams special!
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Mingyu kisses Wonwoo in the bathroom because there is nowhere else to do it. The mirror is just fogged over enough that their reflections are hazy, obscured. It’s months of sliding his hand into Wonwoo’s smaller one, looping an arm around his waist. It’s making it through their first promotion cycle without incident. It’s more patience than Mingyu has had in anything culminating in Wonwoo’s shaky exhale between them.
Mingyu doesn’t know what to do with his hands. Wonwoo is quick to guide them to his hips, winding his arms around Mingyu’s neck and kissing him this time. It’s nothing like any other time he’s kissed before. It feels like a line in the sand. It feels like a force of nature.
“We’re going to run out of hot water,” Wonwoo says softly, pressing another quick kiss to his mouth. When he steps back, the corner of his lip is curled up.
Sometimes when he smiles, it’s like Wonwoo knows everything and is waiting to see if anyone else will catch on. Mingyu has been trying to keep up since they met. He doesn’t know if he’ll ever be on the other side of that smile. They strip and shower and Mingyu thinks the way he has to pretend he doesn't want to keep going is a lot like being on stage.
~~~
The thing about being an idol is that you have to know yourself. Strengths, weaknesses, likes, dislikes. Sometimes Mingyu says them out loud. Strengths: tall, attractive, funny, kind. Weaknesses: too loud, too clumsy, realizes he’s gone too far after it’s too late. Mingyu has always known these things. The desire to be loved is part of why he decided to be an idol in the first place. Desire like a wildfire. This is who I am. Love me in spite of it.
Things with Wonwoo are fine until they aren’t. Mingyu felt how tense Wonwoo got on stage. He never does that. The brush of his lips against Wonwoo’s hand thrilled down his spine, crackling through the energy already swallowing him up. The thread snapping between them is as tangible and real as Wonwoo taking the mic from his hand and throwing it on the ground.
I’m sorry, is what Mingyu should say the second they get off the stage. But he isn’t sorry. He wanted to do it, and maybe Wonwoo didn’t want so many eyes on them but everyone already knows, anyway. At this point, the company is asking them to pair up whenever they can. It’s hardly a secret.
“Was it too much for you, hyung?” Mingyu asks instead, the smirk on his face too cocky for how his heart is pounding against his ribs.
Am I too much for you is what Mingyu has been asking since they first met, in one way or another. Wonwoo stares at him for as long as he can before hands rush him over to change. It feels like an answer.
~~~
Minghao is deliberate, steady and calm. Like the roots of a tree, like an anchor. Minghao watches Mingyu finish off a bottle of wine, watches him trip over his own feet. He rolls his eyes in a way that betrays his fondness and tugs Mingyu against his side. It feels like Mingyu could do anything at all and Minghao would still be right there. It’s true for long enough that he almost believes it. He was too much for Wonwoo, but Minghao can take it. Even when Minghao drifts to Seokmin, or Hansol, or even Junhui, it doesn’t feel permanent. It doesn’t feel like he’s broken something that can’t be fixed.
Mingyu is very used to breaking things, is all.
~~~
Wonwoo doesn’t speak to him much. It’s only noticeable because of how used to him Mingyu is. He’s professional, of course, they both are. There is something almost wounded about the way Wonwoo looks at him, like every moment reopens some deep cut. There are words spoken between them but nothing like when they were trainees, whispering to each other in their bunks, every word too urgent to wait. Time is like sand. Mingyu has always known this. There is no way to slow it down, no way to go back. Nothing is a secret when you live with so many people. Even Jihoon’s eyes seem to soften when they look at him now. Would it be better if Wonwoo was hurting? Would it be worse?
Everything between them is like water and fire. Like a hurricane. Like a torrential downpour and getting struck by lightning. Mingyu stands in the wreckage and cradles his heart in his hands. The pain feels like proof. You loved. You survived. At least Wonwoo can’t take that away from him.
~~~
Things get better slowly. Mingyu grows up. Wonwoo does, too, though he would never admit he had any maturing to do in the first place. Especially not to Mingyu. It starts with photography, a simple question that hits Mingyu in a place he didn’t even know was tender anymore. Mingyu has been taking photos for a while now, for the fans and for himself. When Wonwoo asks can you show me sometime, Mingyu feels like a kid again, back in that bright green room.
They tour. They make a music video. They spend more time together than they have in at least a year. Mingyu wants to ask him what’s changed, but he knows Wonwoo well enough to know the answer. Without Seungcheol he’s sulky, and any company is better than none. Well, not that Mingyu is anybody. It’s just that Wonwoo looks at Seungcheol and he sees something Mingyu cannot give him. That was one thing he didn’t know about himself, one thing the company never thought to point out.
Their hands brush over the mouse and Wonwoo doesn’t move away. They work until they can’t keep their eyes open. Mingyu wonders if Wonwoo would let him fall asleep in his bed if he followed him to it.
It’s better not to push his luck. That’s what it means to grow up.
~~~
Wonwoo kisses him somewhere between hiatus and moving into the same room. It’s not the quick, light thing Mingyu expects it to be. It’s force and tongue and pressure in his chest. It’s like walking into a typhoon. In bed, Mingyu maps out every curve of Wonwoo’s body, the lines of his ribs. There is something painfully nostalgic about it, something tender and soft between them that Mingyu is scared he will crush clumsily in his palms.
It took Mingyu a long time to figure out that Wonwoo loves as easy as breathing. It’s a part of him, not some all consuming thing like the way Mingyu needs and needs. Back then, it was all Mingyu could give him. He didn’t know how to be anything else.
“We should do this again sometime,” he says.
Mingyu’s reply shudders out with his breath. “Yeah, yeah we should.”
When Wonwoo smiles at him, he feels like he’s finally in on it.
~~~
The company doesn’t ask them to make a song so much as it just happens. The story is about three friends who seem to be in a love triangle. Or maybe they’re all in love. They leave it ambiguous on purpose, and when the members see it and cheer it feels like the right decision.
It’s not until they perform it live that Mingyu realizes what they’ve done. The first time they made a song about two boys fighting over the same girl. The bass, the lyrics, the red lights on stage all lead them toward conflict.
Are the three of us only friends to you? if so, then you better go, at first I was confused, we fight over excuses, our voices got louder, until we grabbed each other’s collars.
They’re facing each other again, but there is no shoving, no adrenaline-fueled kiss the cameras accidentally catch. Wonwoo is facing him and they are close enough to touch but they don’t.
Don’t want to let go so I let go, You and me we see together, Will our eyes ever meet each other.
Mingyu walks past him and it feels like closure. It feels like the sun after a storm, like picking up a fallen beam and finding a photo album untouched beneath it. Something small and precious returned after all hope is lost.
Mingyu loved Wonwoo. He hated Wonwoo. Or maybe they’ve both been loving each other all this time in their own way. The same, but different. They grew up. Together, apart and together again. That’s not why the song is called bittersweet, but it’s not like they did any of this on purpose.
They don’t kiss after the concert. Mingyu tries to hold Wonwoo’s hand and he quickly separates them, walking over to Soonyoung and launching into conversation with him.
Wonwoo glances at him when he walks past, the smile on his mouth exactly what he expects it to be. Mingyu rolls his eyes before giving him a suggestive wink. Soonyoung fake gags. Wonwoo sighs loudly.
There is calm in the eye of the storm. Mingyu just had to figure out how to get there.
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not to go all music writer but when hanif writes that the chain makes him feel like anything could be broken at any moment and how bittersweet ends sounding unresolved - like, tbh does any relationship ever really end?
you are SO good and i'm screaming in your ear
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