+ BRINGING THIS MUSE BACK!
// I’ve given it some thought and since SEVENTEEN is having a comeback soon, might as well come back to this account too.
// I’ve given it some thought and since SEVENTEEN is having a comeback soon, might as well come back to this account too.
// Contemplating whether I want to bring Junhui back or not…

[SCAN] BOYS BE SEEK.ver - JUN [cr: beagleking_17]
calm Jun and smiley Jun
// I realized that Junhui was so short-lived, but trust me, he’s been here since 2013. I’ll come back to him once I don’t have a lot of things in my hands, he was such a fun character to play, and I love him in general. To the people I’ve roleplayed with: thank you! I’ll still be here, you guys could contact me in changkyeun, and any existing thread could be transferred there.
DESCRIBE HIM AS A LOVER, describe him in something FLOWERY, something GENTLE and LIGHT LIKE A BREEZE; yet FERVENT and PROTECTIVE.
DESCRIBE HIM AS A SON AND A BROTHER, paint him in words that are FILIAL and LOVING, FULL and FILLED with DEFERENCE.
DESCRIBE HIM AS AN IDOL, imagine him as someone CHARISMATIC, POWERFUL, ANIMATED, PASSIONATE, almost GRANDILOQUENT, but never too grandiloquent.
DESCRIBE HIM AS A PERSON, someone who lives and breathes, someone ALONE BUT NEVER LONELY, QUIET BUT NEVER WITHDRAWN, someone who SPEAKS LESS THAN HE KNOWS, and has MORE THAN HE SHOWS; RARELY TIMOROUS.
It is currently SIX O’CLOCK in the morning, search the Seventeen dorm,
and you’ll see young men asleep, mostly exhausted from their strenuous
activity. Now guide yourself to the kitchen, do you see him? That’s Junhui, one of the parental-figure the other twelve boys look up to. Ask him, what is he cooking? He’s cooking of course; a batch of tofu pockets filled with rice, sprinkled with sesame seeds on top . SIX-THIRTY strikes, it’s time to wake the boys up. First he wakes the youngest members, Dino and Hansol, then the light-weight sleepers, Junghan and Minghao.SEVEN-FIFTEEN they guide themselves to the training room, their debut was something, and there was more where that came from. “HYUNG, HELP ME?” someone calls for his assistance, and of course he aids to it, whether it was memorizing the footwork to the dance, or simply hauling something out from the storage room. It’s now ELEVEN O’CLOCK, break time, and of course he runs a few errand with Jihoon.
“Junhui, let’s just buy some chips and pop.” What does he respond with? “No, we have to eat something for lunch.”
In a circle they sat, an uproar of whining murmurs filling the green-painted room. “Say something in Mandarin, Mandarin!” Soonyoung raises a soda can to Junhui’s lips; throat cleared, he smiles, “我很帅气!” and of course, that brings utter smile to everyone’s faces. Their looping conversation dragged on, and instead of adding more into the noise, he participates with a SMILE, QUIESCENT.