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[ @soohae​ ] ✉ :

It wasn’t that she wanted to bug him all the time, but she couldn’t help herself at times. She was working on a few projects for herself and heard he was in the studio and couldn’t pass up the chance to bother the other. The sight of him sitting up from what looked like would be the making of a good nap, Soo plopped next to him on the sofa, her head resting on his shoulders. A drawn out sigh slipped through her lips as she patted the bottoms of her shoes against the ground.

“I’m bored. I think I’ve hit a creative block in everything. I’ve been here since before sun was awake it feels like. What are you working on?” She mused aloud, looking over at the scattered papers on the soundboard. It seemed like the pair were always working and that was never good for the mind or body.

Junha sunk back into the couch, the cushions as thick as a single piece of paper, but it beat sleeping on the floor (though only by a small amount). He found comfort in the warmth of another presence, and the fleeting annoyance that had passed through him at the interruption had left almost immediately. “Just trying to finish some tracks...it’s not working out though.” He admitted, though losing (and, yes, this was included in losing) wasn’t something he liked to admit to.

“Maybe you just need a breath of fresh air? Can’t beat a horse to death if it’s already dead, right?” He reasoned, edging himself away from her so he could get on his feet. When he looked back at the girl, his smile turned goofy, as if he’d thought of the most genius plan anyone could ever think of, ever. “Come on, let’s get air. I’ll take you out.”

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[ @soianz​ ] ✉:

    “well, you know what they say.. fate is cruel.” she smirked at her own snide remark, satisfied as she continued to scroll through her cell phone, paying him the least bit off attention.

“Aye,” he said with a grunted breath as he sat down next to her, his laugh one that made it evident he wasn’t so easily phased. “You know you like seeing me, admit it! Admit it, and I’ll treat you out.” He offered, the smile he wore one of obvious amusement.

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( 2K RECORDS / JULY QUESTION ) How do you think others perceive you? What kind of person do you think other people think you are.

“I mean I can’t know for sure, right? I give them what I want them to see me as – cool on stage, chill off it, and they do what they want to with what I give ‘em. I feel like people who don’t know me see me as someone who doesn’t care enough, or care a lot; like I’m just here chilling, like I couldn’t give less of a fuck. But the ones who know me more than that know that’s not true. As cool as they see me, I hope my fans know I care a whole lot about them. I show them different sides of me so they can see me for who I am, every side, and I hope they think of me as someone who’ll put them first through everything.”

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[ @prktkk ] ✉ :

ㅡ 。 [ sms : 12:45am ] hyung, are you drunk?         [ sms : 12:46am ] how can you not be awake when you are already awake?        [ sms : 12:47am ] hyung, go back to sleep.

( sms : park taekwon ) drunk... drunk is a fancy word for a simple situation one puts oneself in while awake  ( sms : park taekwon ) anyway, where are you? are you at mcdonalds?? ( sms : park taekwon ) let’s go to mcdonalds!!!!

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[ @kjaemn​ ] ✉ :

[sms] are you insulting me? [sms] because that’s cold bro [sms] your mind is too small >_>

( sms : kang jaemoon ) HA, i was just kidding man, swear it  ( sms : kang jaemoon ) but it’s not too far from the truth, is it? ^ ^   

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[ AHNYENAH ] : 

she looked at him when raising shoulders in an attempt to curl into herself and trying to move away from him. “oppa, i have a reputation to think of..” yenah squinted at him but he looked so cheerful and excited though she wasn’t really feeling the same. mostly because it was in front of people and whatever yenah did got a headline these days.

“why are you so charming… how troublesome.“ she snorted as she tried to pat his arms down from trying to reach the ceiling above and gave in, giving him a rather friendly hug which was followed by a pat on his lower back. truth was she was not one to show any emotion or feeling. ever. “i only hug you cause you showed me soda crush.“

For as long as he’s known Yenah, he’s only known the word persistence. And maybe it was because he was persistent, or maybe it was because he was too annoying and she quickly learned that giving in was the only way to get him to stop talking. Either way, he got what he wanted, and the grin he wore dripped with smug triumph. 

He accepted the hug, and returned it for the moment it was given. “Soda crush really got you weak, didn’t it?” He teases, pulling away so as to escape potential harm. “Oppa’s really pleased with the love he was shown, Yenah-yahhhh~” A grin spread across his mouth, still keeping his distance as he looks at her. “Are your schedules done, now?” 

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[ 98MINGXIA ] :

some days, it’s hard to believe that this guy was older than her. the amount of times she had witnessed him trying to act cute was uncountable at this point. most guys she knew only ever used aegyo when they are asked to on shows or for fans, but junha does it every time he deems it fit. it was rather unsettling, honestly. does he really think acting this way can get her to agree to him that easily?

“aigoo, jun-oppa!” she whines, turning away to avoid looking at him. aegyo flowed so naturally with him, she wonders if this is the strategy he’s used all his life. “you have more money than me, can’t you buy yourself the candy bar? also, i’m the dongsaeng, shouldn’t you be the one treating me?”

“Who says I have more money?” He asked, clearly baffled with a laugh pierced through his words, ending his aegyo-induced trance. “I mean...it might be true, but you can’t just go assuming that!” He continued laughing, a grin left behind once the chuckles died down. Laughing was just as second nature as his aegyo, both seemingly all he ever seemed to do.

“Anyway, aren’t I a hoobae? You’ve had more sales than me! You’re probably crawling in money at this point.” He teased, tongue hanging out though only briefly, a quick mehrong to assure the girl he was still as childish as he was. “How about a meal, instead? You gotta show respect to juniors, too, right?”

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[ YUGGXM ] :

“IT WASN’T entirely my decision,” Koemi’s voice came out gentle, brows twisted together in worry. It was a large portrait, and she was lucky that the other was there to carry the other half. Regrettably, they struggled with getting it high enough, or placed straight on the wall, which left her to have to direct him even more. “Everyone thought it would look nice here…”

A pause as they finished latching it to the wall. She stepped back to observe it, and gave a relieved sigh, a hand falling over her chest as lips twisted to a smile. “It looks straight now. Thank you for your help. I fear I’d still be struggling if it was on my own��� I’ll make up for the trouble any way I can.”

Everyone thought it'd be nice to get the scrawny kid from 2K to help instead of paying someone else to, too, huh? He wanted to say, but frankly was too focused on the fact that his arms haven't had a workout in – well since he was born, and were currently screaming in confusion and pain at what he'd just put them through. And instead of giving the snarky reply he never really meant and was fueled by his fatigue, he just kind of.. doubled over, hands on his knees and chest heaving a little too hard.

"It's fine." He said with a (poorly) dismissive wave of his hand, taking another moment or two (or three) to catch his breath. "But I'm gonna need my payment now." His mischief came back quicker than his breath and he held his hand out, lips splayed widely across his face as he looked over at the girl. "You want Chinese? I feel like having black bean noodles."

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sorry i’m Unreliable™ and ghosted for a hot minute but i’m back and i’ve got @yuggxm @98mingxia @ahnyael @kjaemn @prktkk @soianz @soohae and @aekure in my drafts i’ll get to everything within the day (probably), replied to in that order (probably)

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“we’re not gonna hug in front of the entire town.”

Junha looked around, arms still up and his task of searching for more than a handful of people intentionally made obvious that it’d come to no avail. As if to show that he was successful in proving his point (that they wouldn’t be hugging in front of a town, just a few people), he broke out into a smug smile. “Come on, Yael, you can’t hide your love from your oppa forever,” he said, his smile only growing into a grin, and that into a laugh that was so lighthearted that it could’ve lifted him into the air. 

His arms shook with his laughter and, as if regaining strength, he opened his arms wider and lifted them higher! “Come, hug me! I gotta thank you somehow! And this is how!” @ahnyael

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' i sound stupid sometimes, i hope you don't mind?' // welcome to 2k

“...Nah, no, it’s cool,” he responded with a breathy chuckle, one that may not have given his statement the convincing umf it needed, but he didn’t mind to correct his wrong. “My name’s Junha,” He continued, never before realizing how awkward first meetings were, and how all of them didn’t end disastrous for the two never to speak again? The soloist had no idea. 

Because he was always cooped up in the recording studio or in the practice room, there wasn’t much time to meet the other artists under 2K as the other groups seemed to. He confided his loneliness in a friend, who so very embarrassingly and on-her-own-time-ly set him up with some people to introduce himself to. Daniel, being one of them. “So.. uh.. are you busy like.. today? Can we do something? Hang out.. idunno..” @jureyoo

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"What? what do you mean?" || welcome to 2k

He ran a hand through his hair, which he would never admit wasn’t washed for the last 2 days; not that he’d be asked, but the thought still popped up in his mind when his hand came out feeling weirder than it should have. Junha hid his hair under his backwards-sitting cap once again and tapped his fingers against the desk, trying to figure out how to explain the proper pitch to the girl he’d mindlessly asked to be his demo vocals in a song he was making. 

“Like.. like for the bridge,” he finally said, but soon stopped to scratch his head above the cap. There was no denying his frustration and he always tended to be harsher in the studio room than outside of it, but he knew it was his fault, not the girl’s. “You’re going too high, and it doesn’t fit the instrumental, like.. do you need to hear it again? Come out of here, we’ll listen to it again.” @mingyanx

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"What was that line in that one movie?" // thank you for following back~

Junha looked away from the window, that which had managed to take all of his attention away from the latter (not even the scene outside of it, just the image of the water droplets sliding down), and back to his company. A face he greeted not for the first time that day with a dumbfounded expression, evident in his mien that he wasn’t following her words even remotely. Though he didn’t say so and instead snorted, dumbfounded turned into amusement as he shifted himself in his seat, elbows resting now on the café’s round table.

“Oh, that line?” he started, his smile pushing an outline against the mask he wore, “I love that movie, there’s so many iconic lines, you could be talking about a million of ‘em. Which scene was it?” Junha teased, obviously amused at the game he could’ve been playing on his own. @ahnyael 

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"It's so hot lately, here's a fresh water!" // welcome to 2k

The heel of Junha’s palm pushed what fat sat on his cheek into the rest of his face; he had no doubt there was nothing attractive about this, but his fatigue overpowered his vanity. His tiredness, which currently filled him to the brim as it so often did, had been reduced to a perpetual feeling that no amount of sleep could get rid of. And because of this, Junha had made a habit of taking short naps wherever and whenever he could, just to keep himself from crashing at any given moment. It just so happened that 2k’s cafeteria was his desired nap location for now.

He jerked awake at the sound of the girl’s voice, the volume and proximity both louder and closer than he expected, and he took a second to collect his breath once again before accepting the water. “Thanks, noona,” he accepted the water, giving her a smile, “What are you doing here? Practicing?” @gvareum

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❛agree with me.❜ | welcome to 2k!

Junha didn’t answer right away, and for a few seconds he’d forgotten that the girl had said anything to him. He was too distracted with the numbers on his screen that the studio surrounding the both of them, and even the girl herself, had started to fade away. He quickly snapped back when he caught sight of her from the corner of his eye, fighting himself not to jump in fear of someone showing up unexpectedly (was it “showing up” when they’ve been there the whole time?). 

“Uh...yeah,” he started, half-panicked at the fact that he couldn’t remember what she’d said before. Only until he caught a glimpse of it in their similarities, “You wouldn’t be better in a group, why are you paying attention to those anyway? Thought you wouldn’t read them..” @bangyeong 

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"Aegyo doesn't work on me, mister!" | welcome to 2k!!

Instead of dropping the act, as some people would, he only pressed on further and crossed his arms, his frown deepening and brows furrowing together. Acting cute was no stranger to him, in fact he did it so often that using it to get his way was almost second nature. Even with the smallest things, the pitch in his tone would change and he’d expect to get what he wanted only minutes later. 

The fact that the same thing wasn’t working in this situation not only disappointed him, but egged him on into increasing the act. “Come on, Mingxia-yaaaah, it’s only one bar of candy. You know your Ilhoonie oppa will pay you back, right? He’ll even share with you if you want some~” He elongated the last syllable, his face lighting up in hope as he did so. @98mingxia

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"Get up, lazy." / Welcome to 2k!

Junha didn’t have to move an inch from his position (laid across the only sofa in the recording studio, notebook covering his face and a hand dangling to the floor), to know who’d come in. It was a voice he’d known since he started in 2K and one he’d known even better this year. He seemed to be with her all the time; through their recordings and practices, he was convinced her pitched voice was engraved into his memories, into his ear drums never to be forgotten again. 

Not that he entirely minded, but there were times, such as right now while he was trying to get a nap between failed arrangement after another, that he liked his peace and quiet. With a groan and no further indication of his ruined plans, he sat up on the sofa and scratched the side of his nose. “Why are you here? Looking for me?” @soohae