As any Inspirit can tell you, the members of Infinite are absolutely, positively b over with fan-slaying aegyo.

Yes, indeed, the boys of Infinite are chock-full of the aegyo.

Well, all except one notable exception…

That’s right. Our Kim Sunggyu, dearest leader, fearless general, enforcer of dance discipline…he is a man rich with many gifts, but sadly, aegyo is not one of them.

Wait, you say, just wait one cotton-pickin’ minute, you’re saying Kim Sunggyu DOES NOT have the cuteness within him? Are you legitimately claiming, you ask me, are you solidly standing behind your assertion that our hamster grandpa is a man lacking in adorableness?

Oh my, you’ve misunderstood me.

Who can deny—totally, unconditionally, without reserve—that the cutie commander is…um…cute?

He’s cute! He’s freakishly cute! If cute was a stock option, he’d be filthy rich (I imagine; I don’t know much about stocks. Point is, he’s swimming in the cute). No, see, I said Sunggyu doesn’t have aegyo.

What he has instead is the highly effective, utterly dangerous (or, ahem, danGYUerous), just as deadly AEGYU.

Splat.

Um, yeah, sorry, that was the sound of this ynoona being reduced to a puddle of gooey (ahem, GYUooey) feels.

(I have a problem, I understand that.)

(I’ll try to stop.)

(I’ll bring these dumb attempts at puns to a grinding halt, I swear.)

(A GYUrinding halt, that is.)

(Okay, promise, that was the last one!)

 Anyhow, let it be known that the aegyu is lethal! Once hit with it, I have been known to lose many minutes hours attempting to recover. That is, tear myself away from the aegyu in question or keep myself from falling into a dead faint. It’s certainly not easy. Have I mentioned how potent it is? Like a fart in an elevator. And it can strike at any time, without any warning whatsoever…

Darn you, Kim Sunggyu, you cutie commander, you! I’m trying to make a point here…ack, what was it?

That was not my point, although I don’t contest it. Ah, yes, I remember now. While there is no antidote for the debilitating, productivity-killing effects of the bibimbaby’s aegyu, there is a way that you can prepare yourself in case you’re struck with it. You know, so you don’t spend your entire life day swamped in the feels. Think of this as disaster preparedness. Only harder.

I must warn you, before we begin, it will be intense. You may hyperventilate. You may squee in such a manner as dogs will be disturbed. You may feel the urge to claw uncontrollably at your screen.

If at any point, it gets to be too much, don’t be afraid to take a break. Breathe. Regroup. Then, continue, because otherwise, you’re going to have no defense against this:

And that’s just unwise.

Shall we start?

Let’s begin with some still pictures, nice and easy.

Okay, that wasn’t so bad, right? I mean, he is ridiculously adorbs in all of those, but you could handle it, right? I…sorta could…if you count staring at each of those pictures for a minimum of fifteen minutes and squealing “Baby, I love you! Let me wash your boxers!” as handling it.

Let’s move on to some light fanservice then, shall we?

Oh my Gyu someone make it stop make it stop NO NO don’t make it stop it must never stop those cheeks let me pinch them OH MY GYU.

Ah, that turned out nicely, didn’t it? Do you feel more prepared now? I know I do!

Which means it’s time to bring out the big guns.

I have nothing more to say at this point where I hit you with the truly aegyurrific than: BRACE YOURSELVES.

(And hold onto them feels tight.)

Ha, you thought I was joking about the intensity, right? I never joke about aegyu. Never. It’s fatal, I tell you. FATAL. I can’t even imagine if the cutie commander were able to incite even one other member to engage in aegyu with him…that would be catastrophic! I’m sure he wouldn’t do that to our poor hearts, though, would he? Nah, he’s not that cruel…

/dead

This post approved by Kim “Utterly innocent of destroying all my fans with my cuteness” Sunggyu.

*Picture credits to their owners