Ab6ix - Blog Posts
So, it's the first fic I decided to translate :D
I'm doing it mostly just for my dear Xiao (szia!) so you must know there is no appropriate editing :D
Fandom: MXM, AB6IX
Pairing: Youngmin/Woojin(one sided), Donghyun/Youngmin, Woojin/Daehwee
Summary: "Because Yeonmin has a beautiful "Kim Donghyun" on his shoulders by Hangul, and only "Woojin-Woojin-Woojin" in his mind"
Yongmin's got it all fucked up.
Warning: soulmate AU, soolmates's name on skin, K-pop, ex member, rude words, not good text, maybe no plot, maybe bad explanation, no editing, translated in 5 am so no judge :D
Busan Tech. - means Busan College of Information Technology, since all characters are in Busan
Park Woojin has a beautiful smile, even with crooked teeth and malocclusion. He has a rough voice, a purely boyish character and a willingness to protect his loved ones, even though he is not even twenty. He is a small tanned sun with still childishly plump cheeks, and he is the stabbing pain of Youngmin's heart.
They have known each other since their parents met as new neighbors and became friends with families. Buddies - since baby Woojin sat down on his bed and called Youngmin's room cool, even though he was only five and didn't know a thing about hip-hop of the nineties. Best friends - since Yeongmin protected him from annoying classmates who were bothering him because of the name under his ribs.
Park Woojin is his first love, which Youngmin nurtured in himself, stubbornly ignoring the hangul on his shoulders and Woojin's dreams of the destined. Woojin became his unhealthy obsession and Yeonmin pursued him for ten years until a fucking fate destroyed everything.
- Hyung, I found him! I found Daehwee!
Everything was perfectly fine, until Woojin's dreams became enthusiastic real stories, when Lee Daehwee appeared on the horizon of their future.
Lee Daehwee.
The one whose name is burned under Woojin's ribs, Hangul on Woojin's sun kissed skin.
His fucking destined one. A long-awaited dream.
- I'm Lee Daehwee, Woojin's soulmate, nice to meet you. Please take care of me, hyung.
Youngmin would like to hate him. Try a little harder, make some efforts and separate this couple. It's not that difficult, Youngnmin just has to be more selfish. But he gasps, he can't find words when he sees how happy Woojin is, just holding Daehwee's hand. Love and adoring look in his eyes, trembling hands and this sweet awkwardness between them. Youngmin sees, how Daehwee is nervous, though he is as happy as he should be, Youngmin sees his fears and anxiety. He understands that Dehwee really wants to please him, as a close person of Woojin. How Dehwee tries to make Woojin happy, and it breaks Youngmin's heart.
Because, after all, he isn't crazy enough with his love to ignore how Woojin pronounces Daehwee's name.
Softly, adoring, with love in every sound and gasping a little. Right the way it happens to the most important people in your life.
And that's why he says:
- Please take care of Woojin.
Thus, Park Ujin, Yeonmin's first and only love, became the one who broke his heart into small pieces and kept destroying his life with his happiness: hugging, having fun and chatting incessantly about his Daehwee.
Yeonmin's life was like walking on broken glass and endlessly waiting for his happiness.
Until Kim Donghyun showed up, flashing with his smile and Yeonmin's name right around his neck.
- You are my destined one? My soulmate? - Yeonmin's heart does not dance, nor does his breathing stop. There is no stars in his eyes, no butterflies in his stomach and no will to please this young guy with pure smile and adoration in his eyes. He feels nothing but irritation and endless fatigue, and he doesn't even want to talk to Donghyun. He looks too enthusiastic, too joyful, and there is so much hope and self-confidence in his gaze that Yeonmin is physically ill.
Because Donghyun looks at him the way Woojin did to Daehwee.
- Sorry, man. Not interested. I already have someone.
Youngnmin is literally sick of all this soulmate shit. He snaps at Donghyun, he doesn't allow to come closer than a meter, and ignores him in every possible way. He washes his hands of it.
Because Yeonmin has a beautiful "Kim Donghyun" on his shoulders by Hangul, and only "Woojin-Woojin-Woojin" in his mind.
Yongmin's got it all fucked up.
- Hyung, we have decided that we will study in Seoul. Dehwee wants to go to that stupid singing school.
Youngming gasps.
- What about… what about Busan Tech*?
- Come on, Hyung. You said they would take me anywhere. And if not, I will go to work, with my bike I'm welcome in every delivery service.
And Park Woojin has "Lee Daehwee" under her ribs and fingers in Daehwee's hairs, lips on his skin, a life together and a promised nasty "happily ever after" in the plans. There are just just him, his beloved one and dreams about their future.
Park Woojin is doing insultingly well, and it's ruining Youngmin's life.
But it gives a good chance to Donghyun.
- Alright, hyung, just give up. Let him go.
Kim Donghyun is a headache that cannot be ignored, at least because of the eternal itching on the skin and an overwhelming sense of guilt.
- Don't you dare to order me what to do. What are you waiting for, huh? I already told you…
- You're not so selfish as to ruin his life. Right, hyung? You won't mourn your first love forever, I know. I will wait. I have enough patient for you.
Kim Donghyun is a soothing "it's okay" before the first shared kiss and a confident "I'll wait." He is the slanted cunning eyes and a serene smile, warm hands and a lot of touches, a firm shoulder and an inadequate desire to be around at any time. He looks at Yeonmin with a knowing look and never once condemns him for his choice. But he does not give up on his own.
(He doesn't give up on Yeongmin.)
- Whatever you want, - Lim Youngmin is too tired to fight against him, though there is no willing to mess up with this guy.
Kim Donghyun is the most stubborn and persistent person Youngmin has ever known. And 'cause of his personality, Yeonmin wants to prove him wrong, refute his every word and kick him out of his life. But he can't, because he stumbles, bumping into a loving look and finding himself in Donghyun's apartment far too often, where they soon find themselves without clothes.
(Surprisingly, when Donghyun hugs him from behind, burying his head in his neck, their names touch.
And Youngmin's skin stops itching.)
Yeonmin would like to go after Woojin, tear him away from this nasty boyfriend and give Woojin his heart. He wants to say, go on, it's already yours, broken as fuck, you can hardly glue it together. Youngmin could have spat on his maturity, turn on his selfishness and force Woojin to take responsibility. After all, how long have they known each other?.. The whole life?
But he won't do anything. Because he finds his heart in Donghyun's hands, carefully patching up his wounds. And then Youngmin realizes that Donghyun understands what it's like to have unrequited love better than anyone else. After all, he looks at him the same way Youngmin looked at Woojin.
Maybe that's why only he manages to erase the name "Park Woojin" from Youngmin's head little by little?
HIATUS.
como algunes sabrán, youngmin fue encontrado el 31 de mayo conduciendo en estado de ebriedad, su licencia fue retirada y recientemente se anunció su hiatus en ab6ix, tanto como que el comeback fue recorrido al 29 de este mes.
este hiatus no es por lo ocurrido con él. lo que youngmin hizo estuvo mal, demasiado mal, pero aún así no voy a dejar de apoyarlo.
este hiatus es por mi propia salud mental. el tema me pone muy sensible y me hace tener muchísima ansiedad, por lo que estaré retirándome de la mayoría de redes sociales.
por favor, no dejen de apoyar a youngmin. sé que estamos decepcionades pero hay que recordar que él también es un humano y tiene sentimientos. no queremos perder a otro idol más.
ab6ix son cinco, y siempre lo serán.
gracias por leer esto, les quiero. ♡
youngmin: buenos días.
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woong: buenos días.
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donghyun: buenos días.
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woojin: ¡todos ustedes suenan como robots! ¿por qué no le ponen más emoción?
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daehwi: BUENOS DÍAS PERRAS
daehwi, suspirando: nadie está enamorado de mi
woong: ¿estás seguro?
daehwi: sí, yo-
woong, señalándose a si mismo: ¿eSTÁS REALMENTE SEGURO?
daehwi: hola.
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woong: ahora eres mi esposo, ya lo decidí.
woong: *observando a daehwi cariñosamente*
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woojin: *entra a la habitación, eructando sonoramente*
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woong: disculpa, estamos teniendo un momento aquí.
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woojin: y yo estoy teniendo una indigestión, ahora cállate.
somi: soy lesbisna
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somi: lesbiaba
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somi: lesbina
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daehwi: está bien cariño, tómate tu tiempo.
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somi: chicas
Daehwi: Soy rudo. Soy grande y fuerte. Soy masculino. He sobrevivido a lo peor. Nada puede herirme ahora.
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Woojin: Tu delineador está chueco.
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Daehwi, llorando: YOUNGMIN HYUNG, WOOJIN ME INSULTÓ
Daehwi: Hola, soy Daehwi. ¿Y tú eres. . .?
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Woong: No tan heterosexual como creía, aparentemente.
Youngmin: Así que, como es imposible de saber qué parte de mi vida es la mitad, decidí estar en una crisis constante.
Psíquico: Ahora leeré tu mente.
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La mente de Woong: Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi Daehwi
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Psíquico: ¿Quién carajos es Daehwi?
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Daehwi: ¿Qué?
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Woong: ¿Qué?
Woong: Daehwi, dime algo dulce.
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Daehwi: Caramelos.
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Woong: No, algo tierno.
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Daehwi: Cachorritos.
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Woong: No, algo sexy.
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Daehwi: Tú.
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Woong: ¿Qué?
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Daehwi: ¿Qué de qué?
Woong: ¿Qué haces arriba de la mesa?
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Daehwi: Es mi casa, puedo pararme donde quiera.
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Woong:
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Woong: ¿Dónde está la araña?
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Daehwi: Detrás del refrigerador.
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*Unos minutos después*
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Youngmin:
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Youngmin: ¿Dónde está?
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Woong y Daehwi, encima de la mesa, abrazados: Detrás del refrigerador.
Psicólogo: ¿Qué decimos cuando alguien no está de acuerdo con nosotros?
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Daehwi: Me vale v#rga tu opinión.
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Psicólogo: No.
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Daehwi: Me vale v#rga tu opinió-
Woong: Lindas manos, Daehwi.
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Daehwi: Uhh. . . ¿Gracias?
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Woong: Se verían mucho mejor alrededor de mi-
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Youngmin: ¡BIBLIA! ¡ALREDEDOR DE LA BIBLIA! ¡DIOS NOS BENDIGA A TODOS! ¡AMÉN!
Woong: ¿Has visto mi ropa interior?
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Daehwi: . . . No.
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Woong, desabrochando su pantalón: ¿Quieres verla?
Daehwi: ¿Por qué no pueden ver las cosas desde mi perspectiva?
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Kuanlin: *Se agacha*
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Woojin: *Dobla las rodillas*
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Daehwi: ¿Saben qué?, Váyanse a la mierda.
Woong: ¿QUIÉN SE COMIÓ MIS PAPAS FRITAS?
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Woong: JURO QUE CUANDO ENCUENTRE AL QUE LO HIZO VOY A–
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Daehwi: Fui yo.
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Woong: Besarlo y comprarle más, ¿Necesitas otra cosa, bebé?
Daehwi: Creo que necesito practicar mi firma.
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Woong: *Desliza un papel hacia Daehwi* Hazlo aquí.
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Daehwi:
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Daehwi: Woong, esto es un acta de matrimonio.
Maestra: Woong, la tarea era traer algo muy importante para ti.
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Woong, de 6 años: Sí.
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Maestra: Con eso me refería a un objeto, Woong, no a Daehwi.
Woong: Bien, aquí tengo algunos vídeos estúpidos de Youngmin.
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Daehwi: Ooh, úsalos para conseguir algo.
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Woong: ¡Buena idea! Los usaré para conseguir una bolsa de cheetos.
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Daehwi: Piensa en grande.
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Woong: Dos bolsas de cheetos.
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Daehwi: No.
Woong: ¿Verdad o Reto?
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Daehwi: Verdad.
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Woong: Te reto a que me beses.
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Daehwi: *Besa a Woong*
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Woojin: ¿¿¿Él ni siquiera escogió reto???
Woojin: Hey Daehwi, Woong te envió un regalo.
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Daehwi: ¿Es esta caja gigante?
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Woojin: Sí.
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Daehwi, suspirando: ¿Está él adentro de la caja?
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Woong, desde el interior de la caja: No.
Donghyun: ¿Verdad o Reto?
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Woong: Reto.
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Donghyun: Besa a la persona más linda de la habitación.
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Woong: Donghyun. . .
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Donghyun, sonrojándose: ¿S-sí?
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Woong: Quítate, estás tapando a Daehwi.
Daehwi, gritando desde el otro lado del departamento: ¡Lee!
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Woong: ¡Jeon!
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Daehwi: ¡LEE!
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Woong: ¡JEON!
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Daehwi: ¡¡¡LEE!!!
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Woong: ¡¡¡JEON!!!
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Daehwi: ¡¡¡¡¡LEE!!!!!
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Woong: ¡¡¡¡¡JEON!!!!!
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Donghyun: Espera, ¿Por qué están gritando sus propios apellidos?
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Woojin: Discuten sobre cuál usar al momento de casarse.
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Donghyun:
*El teléfono de Daehwi empieza a sonar*
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Woojin: *Mira quien está llamando*
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Woojin: Lmao, ¿Aún llamas a tu papá "Papi"?
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Daehwi: *Observa a Woojin*
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Daehwi, contestando el teléfono: Hola Woong.
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Woojin:
Woong: ¿Me prestas tu celular? Es que rompí el mío.
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Daehwi: Claro, toma. *Le da su celular*
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Woong: . . .
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Woong: ¿Por qué mi nombre de contacto es "Daddy"?
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Daehwi: . . .
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Daehwi: U-uh. . .
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Daehwi: ¿Autocorrector?
Daehwi: Siento mucho que hayas visto eso, Osito. *besa la nariz de su oso de peluche*
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Woong: ¿Osito el oso? ¿No podías hacer algo mejor que eso?
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Daehwi: ¡Tenía tres años! ¿Ok? Aparte, si cambio su nombre ahora lo confundiría.