↬ ballroom.

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⁰³ jisung h. 6 months ago
@⁰² sihyeon k. His eyes fell quickly to her hands, before reaching back up to her own eyes, gaze gentle despite how violent his brain was wracking with various worries and scenarios. "Chris," he spoke bluntly, though his voice was hushed, almost as if he were too nervous to even utter the other's identity. "I'm nervous that it's only going end up with us having another argument that ruins our fun, tonight." Sihyeon knew more of their situation than his cousin and other best friend knew, but even anybody with two eyes and common sense knew something had been going on with the pair since their break up.

The corners of his lips easily curled themselves up into a bigger grin, his date always being one that knew how to make him feel better immediately. "I love you even more. I'm only the best because I'm constantly around the best." At the second use of the word 'best' he gave her arm a gentle squeeze and gently drew circles into the skin of her wrist that was exposed to him. "Trust me, I wouldn't let them steal me away from you." At his obvious joke, he stuck his tongue out with a laugh to follow.

Jisung glanced around the room for a few seconds with a hum, pretending that he was scoping out who may have arrived to the dance earlier than they did, but knew full and well no matter who might've been here, his full an undivided attention was still on his best friend. "I thought you'd never ask." He moved the two of them through the crowd of people around them, until he was able to find a space that was open on the floor, where he coaxed her body closer to his own as the music slowed itself down. His fingertips brushed hers ever so slightly before fully committing and pressing his palm delicately against her own. "I'd leave everybody waiting for eternity if it meant I could spend a second with you."
⁰² sihyeon k. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ dongmin l. it's inevitably reminiscent of their initial meeting, they're both aware—the crowded spaces of company, loud cacophony of everyone's voices and booming bass, their hands over each other's bodies—but, at the same time, it isn't. rather than the suggestive movement of their hips and whispers of carnal promises of the night, it's their foreheads intimately pressed one another's and silly chuckles that slip past; it's even more memorable, she's sure. and, if you were to ask her, this is how she'd prefer to meet him. he deserves more than lustful encounters with college girls, but she ponders: does she deserve him? the way he holds her so delicately in his arms, swaying in sweet sync together, being able to see that dainty simper of his up close, does she deserve it? perhaps, she'd like to think so.

"feels so long ago, huh?" she lets out a soft laugh, allowing her gaze to fall over his visage. he carries a much more mature aura than when they met, more handsome (which she didn't think would be humanly possible), yet, he's still the same goofy guy that made her laugh too much the first time she modeled his clothes, and countlessly after. she could feel his breath over her lips as his chuckle meshes well with hers, her fingers threading through the little hairs on the back of his head as everything and everyone drowns out, except them. but, this only meant that she could clearly catch his next question.

"oh," she murmurs out, seemingly being broken out of his trance. that guy—bin. there's a prideful part of her that wishes to bluff and say yes, almost as if to impress her friend, but also to make herself feel better, as the truth is; he didn't ask her. "no, i didn't. i came with my friend, jisung. but, i was texting him earlier, he said he'd come, so maybe you'll meet him?"

there's a slight pause before she parts her lips. "his name's moon bin."
⁰² sihyeon k. 6 months ago
@⁰³ jisung h. It isn't quite humble of her to say, but—she looks beautiful, and it's rare of her to feel like such, to tell you the truth. But tonight, all the gratefulness and thanks goes to her best friend and date, Jisung, truly. And, though she's eternally in debt to him, she can't help but notice his nervousness that seeps through his behavior, so she turns to face him, deft fingers of hers slightly adjusting the position of his tie with a small smile. "A penny for your thoughts, Ji?"

After, she finds her arm laced within his, essentially hugging his to her chest as they saunter in. "And at any time, you can ditch me to hangout with your other friends too," she reassures in a low murmur, flashing him a genuine smile. Now, as he compliments her, she sheepishly kisses the air before his cheek with an audible, 'muah', almost as if to pay her gratitude. "I love you, you're the best. I will gladly say it over and over again. And if you ever want to leave, just feel free to tug me away and I won't ask any questions."

Naturally, she's stepping towards the dance floor, before she then asks, "Wait, do you have anyone waiting for you, maybe? If not, then could I have this dance?"
⁰¹ yibo w. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ zhan x. "Liquid pine tree, is that what it is?" Yibo grimaced suddenly. The following had him narrowing his eyes at the senior. Did he really think that? However, it soon dissolved into a lazy smirk. "Are you saying I'm a genius mastermind that had a whole scheme set up? If so then sure,"he chuckled then, shaking his head a little. "Would've chosen a different approach if I had planned this, I'm irresistible anyway," he over his lips with a smug smirk, running a hand through his hair proudly.

Needless to say, Yibo was gravely pleased by the reaction of his boyfriend, the blush and the flustered mannerisms proving that his words did the job. "I'm getting a weird feeling you like the pain or something," Yibo teased, quietly enough for only them two to hear. "I mean to each their own," he shrugged, the hand on Zhan's lower back quivering a little as it wanted to slide lower and pinch, to prove a point. That took enormous control not to do.

"You did? Awww, what a sap," Yibo smiled, teasing the elder, although inside his ego swelled. "What?" he turned, surprised. "Of course I know other seniors,"Yibo responded honestly, but it felt like his boyfriend didn't quite get it. "You know I meant you, right?" Yibo asked, almost worried as he put his empty plate down to twist the utensil out of Zhan's hand to scoop up some of Zhan's serving, eating from the same plate just because he felt could.
⁰⁴ zhan x. 6 months ago
@⁰¹ yibo w. "Stronger, yes, like vodka, or even tequila. Rum, maybe" He corrected, eyeing the food choices, "But liquid pine trees. gross" His nose scrunches in disgust. But at the mention of the last (and only) party he'd attended in the past months the senior turned to his boyfriend in shock "And here, I thought you hadn't seen me at that party?" he teased with a smirk. "Unless..." suddenly gasping dramatically, grabbing him by the waist to whisper playfully in his ear"You did, and everything after that was premeditated? You ran me over on purpose didn't you" He accused, before letting go just as quickly, turning back to his food. The amused smirk never leaving his face.

"Baby, reminder again. You ran over me when we first met" Zhan rolled his eyes to his lover "Do you really think I care about you /stepping/ on me" but his eyes widened as Yibo pressed himself against his chest, the sudden proximity not unwelcomed, especially not while he was looking as handsome as he was, but more so unexpected. As was the suggestive messaged that followed, Zhan swallowed hard. "Jesus christ Yibo" He muttered, his cheeks turning a ting of pink that only turned red at the sight of his cheeky grin. Zhan stuffed his cheeks with food to distract from having to answer.

He nodded, swallowing the mouthful before answering "For the first one I voted for you," He shrugged, "And Miyeon. pretty sure she would throw a fit if I didnt" Neither was a lie, although in fairness he had debated for a long time if it was considered cheesy to vote for his own boyfriend."I didn't know you knew any other seniors?" he frowned at his date. trying not to be disappointed at his answers.
⁰⁴ dongmin l. 6 months ago
@⁰² sihyeon k. there’s a strange sense of deja vu when he guides her to the dance floor and pulls her close, gently placing a hand on her hip as the crowd disappears before them and they lose themselves to the rhythm of the music. they’ve been here before, back when dongmin was still reckless enough to party early into the morning only to wake up in some stranger’s bed the next day. sihyeon, on the other hand, was the bright-eyed freshman who only showed up that night to get her first taste of a real college house party. and while she lacked the courage to approach anyone, the alcohol in her veins gave her enough courage to return the suggestive glances he sent her from across the room. from the slow grind of her hips against his to his lips on her neck, the rest is history.

“sort of.”

he chuckles, softly bumping his forehead against hers as his eyes crinkle at the thought. at least this time, they were a little more put together— and sober enough to remember to remember it all.

“by the way, did you come with that guy you’ve been raving to me about?” the question doesn’t leave a good taste in his mouth, but only because he can’t help but worry for her well-being. for some reason, something just didn’t feel right.
⁰³ youngjae c. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ jongin k. [ content warning ]

the orchestra's final movement is an allegro--brisk and lively. from youngjae's position as a second chair cellist, his digits grace along the neck with ease despite his attention being stolen from the notes decorating the page in front of him. despite the jubilant song he has played nearly a hundred times to perfection, he feels something is missing.

the tempo shifts to vivace and calls for a dramatic and deeper tone from the cellos. youngjae's thoughts return to the task at hand, applying more pressure on his bow against the strings. as the intensity grows, his sunshine blond bangs previously held in shape fall across his eyes. he bears with it, until finally--wait, was that jongin he just caught a glimpse of? in youngjae's moment of surprise, his bow lands flat across the strings, causing all of the audience members to wince from the harsh sound upon the final note of the song.

the first chair abruptly stands from his position, eager to accept his praise despite shunning youngjae behind him from receiving any recognition himself, who is instead forced to hear the conductor spit in their faces: "i'm so disappointed in whomever failed their fellow orchestra members!" meanwhile, youngjae stood on his toes, trying to look over the other's shoulder to steal a glance at the other figure jongin was with, but it appeared as though the first chair wouldn't step aside for some time. he instead returns to his chair, swiftly putting away his rockstop and cello into its case and eagerly steps down from the stage.

it was late one night. as youngjae stepped outside of his room, he locates the outline of his sister from further down the hallway. he stops, standing silently in the darkness.
"mom?" his sister asks as she peers inside their parents' bedroom. "who is that man?"
youngjae will never forget how their mother dismissed his sister.
"go away." she says, adoration absent from her voice--until she returns to addressing whom youngjae assumed was that man.

he'll never forget his sister turning around with tears in her eyes, or how easily everything fell into place--how the next morning, youngjae saw his sister hanging from the backyard tree. she was so distinctly familiar hanging from the tree with the jumprope tied around her neck--wearing the same nightgown as last night, yet her hair was windblown after the many hours she was left outside. despite the obvious lifelessness of her body, youngjae appreciated how visible his sister's pain was in that moment. he could appreciate how, when the breeze gently blew and the rising sun illuminated her body, that when her hair parted her eye that peeked through told him his death would follow.

it was as if the lifelessness in their mother's voice stole the lives of her children, cursing them with her sin.
"... forever in my mind and memory."
as youngjae returns to his state of consciousness, he catches sight of him again--kim jongin, dancing with dahyun as if they were soulmates. sight of the act twists youngjae's stomach. 'i can't let it happen again,' he thinks, emitting a brief groan as his digits seize pieces of his hair, tugging at them in an effort to relieve the sudden feeling of panic. he first reaches for his cell phone, sending taemin a few brief text messages.

it was finally time to return the favor taemin had given him of protecting him from bullies for so long, of fulfilling his own role, and ultimately trying to make up for his mistake. he allows no time for himself to think any further, instead abandoning his cello on the stage to pursue jongin. he weaves through the crowd, attracting his bullies in the process--but he pays them no attention, fixating on making things right. he would save taemin this time.

the moment he comes across the couple, jongin had swept dahyun into a kiss. "d dahyun," he stammers at the sight, cheeks blossoming into a bright red. it takes him a moment before he gathers the courage quite possibly from no where, ripping the pair apart to seize jongin by the collar of his tux, and pinning him against the wall. while his anger might be misplaced, he's nonetheless furious. a shadow is cast over the upper portion of youngjae's face with only a single eye visible to jongin. "what the hell do you think you're doing?" he seethes.
⁰⁴ jongin k. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ taemin l. [dahyun left so im just gonna, speed past this part of the story]
"Oh I know," Jongin chuckled, taking his date by the hand and guiding her inside. He didnt show it, but her compliment sent an increased rhythmic pitter patter to his heart. To which he ignored, after all, he had a boyfriend waiting for him at home. Taemin, whom he loved, and had stood by his side all these years. Taemin, whom he had planned to marry.

***time skip***

Two....three....four glasses of the spring formal's infamous spiked punch later, Jongin was effectively inebriated. Luckily for him, he'd been a heavy drinker since his teenage years and had long since perfected the art of /acting sober/. So far, it seemed as if he had successfully blended into the background for the majority of the night, avoiding the flashing of cameras, socializing mainly with his date, straying away from the breakdance circle that had broken out despite his desires to join the fun. To any onlookers, Jongin and Dahyun would've seemed like the perfect pair. Playing the role of the perfect date, Jongin kept his arm wrapped around her waist politely, made sure they both had enough to eat, and her drink was always filled, danced when appropriate, reminded her of how beautiful she looked periodically. In fact, if his parents were to see, they might actually be proud of him for the first time in his life.

Jongin turns to his date as the song switched, Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran played "I suppose, I owe you a customary slow dance?" He suggested with a smirk, "It really wouldn't be spring formal without one." Taking her by the hand, he leads her onto the dance floor, which was now packed with couples. A hand pressed against her lower back, her dainty one wrapped around his neck. their opposite hands interlaced. Jongin swayed with the music alongside his shorter date. The sequins of her gold dress glistening in the light. Everything was perfect, like a scene from a fairytale. So perfect, Jongin dipped downward, his lips pressed against hers in a slow sweet kiss.
⁰² doyeon k. 6 months ago
@⁰¹ renjun h. her attention was all on him as she saw him approach, leaning forward to hear him speak over the loud chattering of the students the blaring music of the ballroom. her eyes formed crescents at what he said, playfully bowing as she spoke just as loud, "maybe i just know you too well to not see your suffering from across the room." which was half true, knowing to herself that she was probably just as bored as him as the formal was halfway through its events. "you look dashing yourself, renjun." she answered, giving him a shy smile as a light hue of pink blossomed on her cheeks at the compliment. "i thought wearing a suit would be a much better option since im tired of wearing dresses."

she followed him out of the building, ears slightly ringing at the sudden silence from the outside; her hand finding its way to his, fingers interlacing as she squeezed on it gently. she laughed softly at what she said, shaking her head lightly, "you don't have to make anything up for me because i kind of guessed dances like these aren't your thing. im just really thankful you agreed to ditch the rest of the program to go with me. im dying to get out of these heels." she humored, playfully bumping her shoulders with his, a cheeky glint shimmering in her eyes.
⁰¹ yibo w. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ zhan x. "No? Thought you'd be into stronger things and that beer was just an innocent front," Yibo half grinned, teasing the other. "Although, could swear I saw you play beer pong at a house party? Quite a professional use of your basketball skills," he has a mischievous glint in his eyes as he raised the cup back to his lips, grinning and mumbling into it, "party boy." That time, Yibo barely knew who Zhan was. It was just an intoxicated attraction that tugged on his attention back then. His eyes shot open at the next mention. Barely able to swallow, he watched his boyfriend with big eyes. "Hm? Why?... Oh," his eyes cell onto the contents of his cup. "Don't worry, I can take care of myself," Yibo promised, reaching over to pat Zhan's lower back in reassurance.

Being dragged away, Yibo lazily followed the taller man. There was an evident roll of his eyes as he was asked not to drink anymore. "I said, don't worry. Or are you scared I'll step on your feet?" he smirked, throwing a glance at the dance floor, obediently putting the cup away and accepting the plate instead. "Ooor~," he paused for dramatic effect, stepping close enough that his chest came into contact with Zhan's arm as he leaned in to whisper, "you're worried I'll be too drunk for other things?" His tone was suggestive, laced with mischief. Breaking into a low chuckle, he was exposed for playing around. He quickly pecked Zhan's cheek in an apology and grinned.

"Uh... the first one," Yibo furrowed his eyebrows as he thought. "I only knew like... this very hot senior, you probably don't know him," he joked, "and my friend." The truth was that he didn't care. He just wanted to say that the hot senior was his boyfriend. He just needed an excuse to let the other know. "You know, not to be mean or anything, but you still win in my book," Yibo shrugged, lips pouting absentmindedly as he watched how Zhan filled his plate. "And I always win in my book, of course, so now you have to dance with me." There was no way he was backing down from that idea.
⁰² yoonah c. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ doyoung k. “I dont even want to go to any business-y class but i’ll make an exception for you,” her chuckle mirrored his, her grin beguiling and filled with every ounce of affection she could muster for him. God, there was so much of that from where she pulled it out of but more so, there was fear that maybe if she blinked, it would all vanish as if a mirage of the magical kind. But it didn’t when she blinked, nor did it dissipate when she leaned in to peck him again.

“You know,” she whispered, mirth in her tone and it picked up into a giggle as she continued. “We totally missed the timing to say that ‘can i call you mine’ pickup line!” they didn’t need it, the unspoken words louder than anything they’ve ever mentioned to each other. “Just let me kiss you again before we go.”

Ever since she’s developed her feelings for him, she had realized that she had always wanted to kiss him. No. It was one thing to return his kiss; she’d been prepared for that. But it was another thing entirely to want his kiss… another thing entirely to desire his affections. And when she had it all, she couldn’t find it in herself to get enough. Her lips met his again in a kiss sweetened by want and fueled by a desire for more and at that very moment, the skies began pouring, peppering their skins with drops of water that felt like nothing short of an angel’s touch of blessing.

Their laughters resonated in the rain as they pulled away yet still matched paces, hand safely tucked in each other’s as they rushed home. Ah, home… it was not a place in particular was it? It was each other’s arms, filled with warmth of lamplights and intimate touches, stinging bites soothed by soothing kisses, of soft laughter and whispered of romantic filth.

Before she could stop her hands, they reached for him, as though they existed for no other reason than to touch him. Her fingers brushed across his jaw with a feather's caress before pulling away, and she closed her eyes on a soft inhale, memorising every line and curve of what she felt with an artist’s touch. Like the poison toying with its remedy, Yoonah’s hands ignored her and took control, a mere taste of his skin not nearly enough. Never enough. Yet in an attempt to satiate themselves of the immeasurable thirst for each other, they continued well into dawn, oblivious to the sun rising in the morn and the world that awaited them outside the comfort of the cocoon they’d built together.
⁰⁴ zhan x. 6 months ago
@⁰¹ yibo w. "Gin really isnt my alcohol of choice" Zhan grimaced at the drink in his hand, after taking another sip. A look of realization spread across his features as he glances back at Yibo with concern "Should you? be drinking this?" His eyes flutter between the younger and the cup in his hands. "Its kind of strong.." He realized other than the beer he had offered to Yibo the first time they met, he hadnt ever seen him drink otherwise. And is completely unaware of what to expect from drunk Yibo, "We should probably get some food.. just incase" He suggests, but grabs his boyfriend by the hand, dragging him to the buffet line. Grabbing himself and Yibo plates as he starts piling various foods onto both. "Don't drink anymore until you get some food in your system," He warns, right before downing the rest of his cup with a grimace and tossing the empty cup into the garbage.

Yibo's question stunned the senior, halfway through scooping some mashed potatoes on to his plate, his arm faltered as he thought "In the final polling? or initial votes?" he clarified, trying to remember who he voted for in each round
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sir hummingbird [A] 6 months ago
— no more threads are to be started for event four. however, you are free to finish your current ones.
⁰¹ renjun h. 6 months ago
@⁰² doyeon k. a silent chuckle left his lips as he waved at the female in the distance. a new wave of joy and excitement washed over him, seeing his night becoming more enjoyable all thanks to doyeon to no surprise. from day one, she seemed to be the perfect addition to make a dull moment in his life vivid and bright without much effort at all.

placing his phone back into the security of his pocket, he slipped through the plethora of bodies that stood in the way of reaching the door where she waited for him. with each step, he felt more enthusiasm bubble up in his chest. he was happy to see her, to spend time with her after countless busy days, being overwhelmed with both life and school.

"hey you!" he called out once he was sure he could hear her over the music and chattering of other students. "you must be some kind of mind reader. i was trying to find any excuse to get out of here." he laughed softly, pushing the door open with his back, keeping his attention on her. "you look nice by the way." he started, eyes rolling over her frame ( for the up-teenth time since he spotted her earlier ) "i thought you stood out a lot. but of course, that's not hard for you to do anyway."

as the door closed behind them, muting the noise inside the building, leaving them alone outside, he held his hand out to her. "it was brought up to me earlier that i should have asked you to formal. but this really isn't my forte if you haven't noticed. i didn't think about it. but i hope that leaving with you can at least make up for that?" he asked, hopefulness in his eyes.
⁰² doyeon k. 6 months ago
@⁰¹ renjun h. the way his head snapped up to look for her in the sea of people that filled the room made her smile even more, offering the male a small wave from where she was, shoulders moving up and down as she chuckled from the prior reaction he had from her text to him. the way his features lit up made her giddy at the rather expectant expression he had.

one quick scan of his text was enough for her to get up on her feet and weave her way through the crowd on the way to the door of the said venue, her jacket from the suit she opted to wear and her purse in hand she balanced her phone on the other, the smile that adorned her lips never leaving as she waited for the male to reach her.

[ text to: injun bby :heart: ]
- oh trust me i know that feeling way too much.
- being the npc in the sea of main characters is fun until i get stuck in situations like this.
[ deleted: though you make it bearable and fun... ]
- great !!
- see you soon then. ;)
⁰¹ renjun h. 6 months ago
@⁰² doyeon k. at some point renjun had completely lost focus of his surroundings, completely blanking out as he stared off into space to cope with the boredom he was suffering. he had finally lost every ounce of excitement he had for the event and he was ready to escape. as much as he adored watching his friends enjoying themselves if he stayed in this spot for a moment longer, he was sure to go insane.

the buzz of his phone in his pocket yanked him away from his empty thoughts, causing him to nearly jump out of his skin in surprise. clearing his throat as he looked around awkwardly, hoping that no one noticed his mini heart attack, he pulled his phone out to see what could have possibly disturbed his moment of an empty head.

there was no way that he could have hid his smile if he even tried seeing the name at the top of the notification. maybe the gods had seen his 'suffering' and was granting him a wish to give his night some light as he prayed for it. his eyes quickly scanned for the female, his smile brightening once he spotted her figure on the other side of the room.


[ text to: pretty doy :rose: ]
- you have no clue.
- i feel like i'm a side character in one of those high school rom coms
- but i'm guessing you're in the same boat as me?
[ . . . ]
[ deleted: i will literally kiss you if you save me ]
- i'll meet you at the door. [ deleted: heart ] :thumbs up:
⁰¹ jaemin n. 6 months ago
@⁰² yoonah c. (h) “A fool.” he repeats with a little chuckle. For one, he is. It’s no doubt. He remembers the same exact words spilling from jeno’s lips a couple of weeks back. But he would willingly accept it any day if it means being jeno’s fool. “Maybe that’s what i am, but if it means me being happy, why not right?” Jaemin tilts his head just enough to rest it against her head, mindful of her pretty hairdo. “i mean, i doubt anything bad will come out of it. And yeah, what’s the worse he can do?” he gives his shoulder a little shrug. “at the end of the day, you can tell yourself you’ve tried. And if he likes you back, then it’s a new beginning for both of you, at least you didn’t let him slip through your fingers right infront of your eyes. But if he doesn’t like you back, that’s his loss really. You’re a pretty, independent girl, anyone would love to have you as their other half. Hmm?” Again, he gaze drift towards his lover, a little smile tugging on the corner of his lips. “I remember reading once that what is meant to be ours might take a while, might drift, might be lost temporarily, but if it’s right, it will find its way back to us.” He pauses for a moment, realising that might really imply to her, but himself, a sheepish grin finding a way to his face. “basically, what i’m trying to say is whatever is truly yours will be yours and what isn’t no matter how you try will never be. So... go on and try, princess!”
⁰² doyeon k. 6 months ago
@⁰¹ renjun h. doyeon loved the glitz and glamour that came along with the idea of the spring formal. the girl adored seeing her batchmates and the rest of the student body all dressed and dolled up for the night, dancing with whoever they could ask to slow songs and just spend time with the people they treasure and made friends with; whether they be in the same year or not. she loved seeing people getting asked to twirl around in the dance floor as music played throughout the ballroom, watching her friends dance with their partners as she sipped on the drinks provided for the event.

but she was tired of it. she loved her friends very much and adored the fact that they all came together to have a good time but she wanted out; her feet itched to leave the venue and drive around the city and adore the lights that illuminated the nightscape instead- or in other words, an excuse for her to get out of the heels she was currently sporting and change into the shorts and shirt she secretly brought inside her car.

doyeon's eyes were scanning the hall when she saw a familiar face on the opposite side of the room, looking rather bored as well. a small smile formed on her lips as she grabbed her phone to quickly snap a photo of the male and laughed softly to herself, finding the rather unfortunate yet similar state of the person funny; finally finding someone she can drag along to escape the rather boring happenings of their night.

[ text to: injun bby :heart: ]
[ doy sent a photo ]
- i can literally feel your boredom from here.
- it's pretty evident with photo, right?
- im kidding !!
[ . . . ]
- do you want to perhaps ditch this place and go drive around instead?
- my treat this time, i promise!
[ deleted: please say yes... ]
⁰³ jisung h. 6 months ago
@⁰² sihyeon k. Ah, formal. As much as he'd say he didn't like attending, his favorite part was seeing how well everybody around him dressed up, as well as successfully being one of the people that helped dress a few of his friends up. This year, he had the pleasure and the honor of dressing his date and best friend, Sihyeon. Oh, how ecstatic he was when the woman accepted his invitation, having been so nervous that he was sure he was seeing double for as long as he had been waiting for her arrival. Now, as he walked beside her, he found himself fidgeting with the adjustment of his tie, anxiety starting to bubble in his gut about the uncertainty of outside sources tonight.

"At any time, you are a-thousand-percent allowed to ditch me to hang out with your other friends," Jisung murmured to his date, a gentle smile gracing his lips but the message still held its seriousness. The very last thing he would ever want is for her to not have any fun tonight, and he'd be damned if he or anybody else ruined that for her. He had always been one to overanalyze and overestimate situations before they ever happened, but tonight in particular seemed to have him a bit more nervous than usual. "Also, you look gorgeous in that dress, if I do say so myself."

His eyes glimmered with admiration as he gave her another once over, reassuring his friend for the millionth time since he's seen her of her beauty.
⁰⁴ doyoung k. [A] 6 months ago
@⁰² yoonah c. (h) "Anywhere?" He asks curiously, eyebrow cocked almost coyly. It's true what they say, that liberation is freeing, for Doyoung's chest feels weightless in her presence, their torsos pressed together as though they could not get any closer to one another. He had spent so many years in quiet desolation; from falling out of love with someone who was not only his first love but moreover his best friend, to believing that he was better off or even unworthy of love, that this... feeling, this emotion of espousement is almost foreign in his heart. A brief chuckle leaves his lips at her playful wisecrack. "Yeah, anywhere but math class. Luckily... I'm a business major." It's made him a bit too calculated and stoic, though he had not even chosen such a major himself. Sometimes he just wished to... feel.

He feels her, all of her.

His hands leave the plumpness of her cheeks to instead clutch her waistline in their embrace, feeling the silk beneath his calloused hands. He feels the flush of her skin against his, the vibration of her voice pressed to his lips as she murmurs into their brief kiss. He feels... alive and happy and free, all the things that he had not had such pleasure of experiencing for many years. And it's all because of her.

She wants to be... his. It's such a strange concept, because Doyoung has never had anything that was completely /his/ in the sense of the word. But this is different—not only will she be his, but he will be her's, wholeheartedly, entirely. "I..." He trails, looking away momentarily in a moment of uncharacteristic shyness before meeting her eyes once more. He can only hope he doesn't this up. "I'd really like that. We're each other's. You and me."

The elevation of love and the heat of the moment has captured Doyoung's heart, racing in his chest against the fabric of his tux. "Speaking of anywhere... Home?" His lips tug upward into a slight simper; Doyoung had never been possessive, no, but somehow the thought of finally having her (and being hers, of course) has his mind running a million miles an hour, in hundreds of new directions. "I have something I want to show you." Maybe something involving a tie, and that mouth which she claims to love so much.
⁰⁴ jisoo k. [A] 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ jaehyun j. It was clear that she was being an annoying little prick, not that it was her intentions to pester him with the nonstop questions coming out of . However, it just seemed to come out naturally since the thoughts in the back of her head continuously reminded her of who he is. After trying her best to initiate an agreement, her visage shifts from worried to surprise when she feels the weight of his hand on her shoulder, and especially when he leans closer to look at her, grabbing her full attention as she stared into his dark eyes. "Um... okay." That was all she could murmur, though she still felt guilty for not looking or turning careful enough and to only embarrass herself right in front of him. Well, perhaps embarrass him with the red stain on his shirt throughout the night. "Dress shirts aren't as cheap so, that's why I was trying to get you to agree to me buying you a new one." Her voice was soft and this time, she tried her best to not ask anymore questions.
⁰² yoonah c. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ doyoung k. Once the words had spilled from her lips, the breath that followed next was one of relief. There was something irrevocably soothing about taking something off your chest albeit how nerve wracking the initial issue was. But the relief dissipated into anxiety, her fingers finding the tuft of her skirt to bury themselves in; pearly whites sank again in her lower lip, stinging due to the abuse she’d started on them come dusk. She didn’t regret it, not a little bit even. But she hadn’t planned on spilling it at all— he said her name, a strange emotion tainting his voice in the way he said it twice and Yoonah braced herself for the rejection.

There it was, the skip of dread in her heartbeat and the beginning of screeches in her mind, both calling her stupid yet comforting. Of course he didn’t- his touch, tender as if he was cradling the ripest peach in the orchard shook her out of her negative thoughts. At the back of her mind, she registered her heels falling to the asphalt with a thud (rip Amina Muaddi) but she didn’t care for it, not when he had begun speaking his own heart.

She stilled right then and there in his embrace, her breath shaky and coming out in little huffs of fog due to the chilly spring air. Did he just— maybe her ears were deceiving her. Perhaps this was all a dream? Yet, it felt real. His touch was too real, gentle and warm in the way it tethered her to the ground and everything good that there was no way this was her imagination. He liked her back, in the same way she thought the sea loved kissing the warm sand with it’s waves and the same way the sun loved the moon. Irrevocably, undeniably. Somewhere, deep down inside of her, she found it ridiculous that she had thought otherwise but now knowing the truth, it all made sense.

Her arms lifted to hook around his shoulders, fingers delving into the little hairs that grew at the back of his head. “I’ll go anywhere with you, Kim Doyoung,” she murmured, lifting herself on her tippy toes so she could peck his lips, pouring every ounce of emotion into it; joy, bliss, fear and so many more swarmed inside of her but at that very moment, even between every single heartbeat, she had nothing but love for him. “As long as it’s not math class.” she laughed, pecking him again. “It’s more than okay. All of you is mine now. Like I am yours, maybe?”
⁰⁴ jaehyun j. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ jisoo k. "No, I don't think so." He scrunches his nose in thought as he brings his jacket up to examine. There's no visible stain on it, so it doesn't really matter, he thinks. Besides, if he really wanted to he could just... buy another suit. It'd be fine, really. He's not sure why this girl is making such a big deal out of it. Shaking his head, Jaehyun starts to undo the shirt button by button, revealing the tight fitting white shirt that thankfully, seemed to be unscathed from the bath of orange. The white shirt is tucked away with his suit jacket, and he looks over to the exit where he longs to step out towards.

"It's fine, really. Don't worry about it." It seems like no matter how many times he says it, she seems to remain frantic over it. Why is she so concerned? Jaehyun puts his clean hand upon her shoulder, leaning down to look at her sternly. "I promise, it's okay. I can just buy another shirt."
⁰⁴ jisoo k. [A] 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ jaehyun j. She hated to admit, of all the people she could've spilled a drink on, it had to be him. Now, various kinds of questions and thoughts run through her mind, wondering if the lad recognized her from years ago. He couldn't right? Besides, they were just kids when they met but it wasn't like her appearance had changed drastically throughout the years, or did it? She couldn't decide that upon herself, especially when it was bugging her. Was he just acting like he didn't know her on purpose because of his cousin? Great, there goes another question in her mind.

"Uhm." Clearing , she tosses the napkins away to the closest trash bin, which sat right at the end of the table before returning to glance at his red stained shirt. "A-Are you sure? Oh god- I mean is that where it only landed? It's not on your suit either right-" It seemed as if at this point, was going to pester him throughout their whole conversation until he allows her to buy him a new shirt though she should've fled the scene from the start,
⁰¹ jaemin n. 6 months ago
@⁰³ jeno l. “Lose me? Baby, really. The ballroom is only this big. Filled with only so many students, half of which are your friends and half of which are mine.” Jaemin rolls his eyes in the most dramatic manner he can muster, though he willingly returns to tuck himself closely against Jeno’s side. funny how they’ve always been attached at the hips since young and now they’re back to being that pair again. Not that he’s complaining, he could never, not when he’s contented with having Jeno by his side.

“Just say you want me. It’s not that difficult.” He murmurs as he his arms comes round his lover’s waist, an amused chortle leaving him as he buries his face against the crook of the other’s neck. “There are times when you can be so cute, you know that, jen?” He’s dare says he’s lucky enough being one out of the few that has the privilege of seeing this side of him. He doesn’t doubt that Jeno has a fair share of suitors behind him. And as possessive as it sounds, He’s glad though, he can’t have people fawning over his man, could he? “well... it doesn’t but you know I would give anything to spend time with you in our bedroom.” he gives the other’s frame a gentle squeeze, parting slightly just to look him. “If you want to, of course. But renjun’s in, so if you have something naughty up your sleeves, i’m gonna have to disappoint you.”
⁰⁴ jaehyun j. 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ jisoo k. "It's fine, don't worry." He repeats his reassurance, scrunching his nose as he attempts to wipe the color from his shirt. It's definitely not leaving the stark white that his shirt was before. "It's fine, it's fine." Buy him a new shirt? No, he wouldn't make her do that. He doesn't even know this girl. Besides, it's not like he couldn't afford it--he could afford a whole closet full of white shirts if he wanted to. Jaehyun shakes his head, shrugging off his jacket to sling over his arm. "Yeah, I attend Saebom." How come he's never seen her before? She looks a little familiar, similar features with someone that he remembers vaguely, but it doesn't seem to really recall in his head even though he tries desperately. It's like an annoying itch, but he figures he'll realize it later. "It's okay, really. I have a whole bunch of white shirts like this."
⁰⁴ jisoo k. [A] 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ juyeon l. "Are you okay?" The questions runs through her mind, and causes her to break down more as she turned away quickly to let the tears roll down her cheeks, wiping them away with the back of her palms. "Yeah, I am." She managed to say, though it was clear in her voice how upset she was considering the amount of sniffling and times she tried wiping her face. Then, just seconds later, feeling his arms around her shoulders in the form of to comfort her makes her tear down more, wishing this was all just a dream instead. "No... Actually I just need some time away from everything."
⁰² yoonah c. 6 months ago
@⁰¹ jaemin n. “but tha-,” she begins in a whiny argument, but the words die on her tongue when realization hits; yoonah saw a bit of herself in that situation too, the same kind she had always been scared of. then again, she had always been scared of her feelings despite how boldly she proclaimed to be fine about it. she sighed, leaning her hip against the table and tilted her head so it rested on her best friend’s shoulder. “this old lady i know used to say that people allowed themselves to be made fools in love.. but to be honest, we all are whether we choose it or not.” her gaze followed his to jeno, who this time was surprisingly not clad in anything leather but soon, as if pulled by gravity, it befell doyoung. “i do... you know what, i will do it. tell him how i feel, i mean. whats the worse could happen right?” lies. theres a lot that could happen.
⁰⁴ jisoo k. [A] 6 months ago
@⁰⁴ jaehyun j. All kinds of words that she was forbidden to ever say in the eye of the public clouded in her mind as she tried her best to dab the fruit punch liquid from his dress shirt. However, eventually, the dabbing only ruined it more as it spread further, as if someone had started their period on his shirt. And so, the panicking began as looked at him worriedly, eyebrows furrowed and a frown formed upon his rosy tinted lips. "I am really so so sorry. I-I..." She hesitated for a moment, while trying to figure what to say from the deepest recess of her mind, especially because he was related to someone from her past. "I'll buy you a new dress shirt! The best of the best ones. I just need to know your size and and.. I'll give it to you- You go here, to Saebom right?" , there she goes embarrassing herself with the red stained napkins in her hands, all sticky from the sugar of the drink.


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theblueberries 1 month ago
⁰¹ yewon c. 2 weeks ago
⁰² doyeon k. 36 minutes ago Reply
the way i would prefer to attend saebom more than my actual uni pls

not me reminiscing about this hardcore rn
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narcotic 6 months ago
aghkjfds i'm sorry, can i get chaeyoung back? forgot to hit the point req T_____T
morosis 6 months ago
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6f86d2a681200aeea6d0 6 months ago
nijiro murakami pls :smirk: BHHDJ PROMISE ILL KEEP UP
oddtheundead 6 months ago
hewwo~ may i have choi yuna added and reserved pwease?
pixels 6 months ago
hi, uh, can i get wong yukhei added pls?
LeeJunhyuck 6 months ago
Can I be reserved for Park Jisung?
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