"Slow Morning: Shared Ramen & Laughter"

Sunday mornings hit different when the house is quiet. The other siblings were either still knocked out or out running errands, so it was just the three of us holding down the fort today. Weiming, as usual, was already in the kitchen before anyone else—focused, calm, and completely in his ‘chef mode.’ You could literally smell the broth before you even said good morning. Wonbin wandered in not long after, claiming he was there to ‘help,’ but really just ended up sneaking bites and giving unnecessary commentary like, ‘You sure it needs that much spice?’ 😂

And then there’s Gaon—bare-faced, hair messy, eyes half-open—emerging from his room like a confused cat. He didn’t say a word for the first five minutes, just stood there zoning out while the pot of noodles boiled dramatically beside him. And somehow, that mix of quiet chaos turned into the coziest moment of the week—just laughter, sleepy faces, the smell of ramen, and sunlight spilling through the kitchen window. 🍜💭

Can't believe it's already 中秋节 now! ( Mid-Autumn Festival ) What kind of mooncake filling do you eat?

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𝑷𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝑶𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒂.
(LA-CYGNE / XCIV SCENE.)
Entrance Hall Celebration: 10.10.25

Eyes  From  The  Erubescent  Seats
are Fixed on The Star: Bae Suzy's Day
Opulent chandeliers phosphorescent
the dim latitude that was baroquely
adorned with simoleons; the bricks and
mortar, the bijous, as well as The Mortals
who thronged to see the grandest soirée.

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𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐒. 𝐇𝐘𝐌𝐍-𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐃.
Cascade of The Verses.
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