[𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺𝘧𝘪𝘤] - ongoing
❝we've been through bloodshed, tears, and numerous near death experiences. what makes you think being an idol would be hard for us?❞
❝you don't know the half of it.❞
the government and media are hot on the gang's trail...
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WELCOME BACK... REQUESTING FILE — SEVEN [rockit]
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" duende's young supernova, you can call ming. "
POSITION : lead dancer, sub rapper
NICKNAMES : xiaoyuan, hot head, xu AGE : 18 BIRTHDATE : January 15, 2000
HEIGHT : 5'11 WEIGHT : 62 kg
ETHNICITY : Irish-Chinese NATIONALITY : Chinese HOMETOWN : Guandong, China BIRTHPLACE : Dublin, Ireland
TRIVIA : — you name a weapon, he's trained with it - even a fishnet — he often wears gloves in case blood gets all over his hands — he has a pink scar on his neck that he often hides with powder — he has scars everywhere — once nearly died from an infected knife wound — he actually has a really cute snore when he sleeps — sometimes he sleeps with his eyes half open — he's flown all over the place — he has a slight irish accent he hides often — he has a ring on his left pinky that says revenge in chinese
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sun watched the youngest play around with the ring on his finger, waiting before talking. he knew how ming felt especially. the young boy had hesitantly tapped his shoulder after a meeting a couple months ago and asked if he could speak to him.
he was always glad ming opened up to him whenever l.jun or damon weren't available, or if ming didn't feel like talking to them about something personal. the young boy didn't stop twisting at the accessory as he spoke up, eyes trained on the floor.
"when will we meet the new members?" he asks stiffly. sun understood how anxious the other had been when he heard they'd have to be working with new people, sun wanted to make sure ming was comfortable enough to at least live with them for a few months.
"this week," sun replied. "we're about done furnishing the dorm, we'll have you get ready by tomorrow and leave the day after." ming didn't say anything. sun knew if these personal meetings were conducted by elias, ming would've been heard from outside of the building.
sun could see ming was trying to control himself, changing his seating position and tapping his foot quickly.
"i understand how you feel," sun started. "but it's not going to be for long, you're so far up the suspect list, i can't let you get caught like that." ming knew this wasn't sun's fault, could see that sun was just trying his best.
"i know," the younger said quietly. "i just don't know how to deal with this." before ming could get even more frustrated sun stopped him.
"if you ever need to cool down or be alone call me," he said. "i'll take you to the old place or take you home with me and you can stay until you feel like going back." ming nodded, fine with the idea.
"does everyone else have this offer?" sun could sense the tiny hint of ming joking around and smiled brightly.
"nope, it'll just be our secret." the younger liked the sound of that.
"can we always go to the old place though?"
"do you just want me to drop you off there?" sun asked confused.
"no," ming stopped to think about his words. "you can stay with me, i just don't want to see elias yet." sun nodded.
"alright," sun looked at the clock and decided to dismiss ming. "why don't you go home now? go take a rest or start to pack." sun told him softly. the younger made a noise of agreement and stood from his seat and left.
