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rkhongjonghyun:

He matches mischief with mischief; that’s basically his middle name. He loves the prank game, and carefree banters are a quick way into his book of favourites. It’s a wonderful distraction, from the stresses and woes of life and existence. Everything is already so serious, so somber; some lightheartedness never did anyone any harm, and that’s what he latches onto, like a lifeline.

If he didn’t, he’d surely have sunken long ago.

His dreams are important to him but, lately, he’s been craving normality. The former has been his exclusive goal for so long that his life has become skewed too far on one side, like he’s shrinking deeper and deeper into a hollow shell that disconnects him from everyone one else, and from what it means to be growing up. He grows envious of the simplest of things that others have, and it colours his heart an ugly, murky shade. He doesn’t like it. He wants to stop it.

Every time he sees Yura, she adds a bit of red back into it, colouring it with a beauty that he can’t ignore.

(And it leaves a stain, a rose-coloured tint that follows him, brightening his world even when she’s not around. It can’t compare to when she is though, not by a long shot).

“Do you want to try it out~?” he quips back, shuffling away a tad and stretching out his arms with a wide grin, a pose ready to catch any falling maidens – although there’s only one he’d want to catch right now. “I’m ready when you are, Yura-ah~”

A brief chuckle and then he’s by her side again (where it feels right). Time apart feels unbearably long, but it’s all forgotten when they’re like this. It’s nothing to write home about, but it’s also … irreplaceable. It’s small, and seemingly ordinary, but to him this is what is extraordinary – dangerously so.

“I just might have discovered that secret. Are you offering to buy it from me? It won’t be cheap though; I’m an impartial businessman.” He continues to jest, almost as a way to stall the inevitable, the announcement. Why is it that he’s so nervous about telling her? 

“But here, I’ll make you a deal – you celebrate my news of debut with me, and I promise to not scam you of all your savings.”

it feels surreal. being there. being there with him, because it’s not as simple as this. she hates that  —  the idea that life isn’t as simple as skating away from her problems, from floating in the ocean after riding a wave. she only pretends to go with the flow but the way she used to try to control her own course, to make the wave hers, she knows she rebels against it. what’s out of her control, she wanted to tame. if she couldn’t then she wanted to run as rampant as it, as wild as the current, as powerful. she wanted to make decisions for herself, but here she is. across the world, in another country, on another continent, and her stepmother ultimately calls the shots. 

is this what it’s like to be in a company? 

no —  it must be worse. maybe jongdae was right about that. it doesn’t suit her, because she’s noncommital. because she can’t stay still when she’s being told to do one thing while aching to do another just because. 

she laughs at his playfulness, fingers combing through her hair and turning it to one side as she shakes her head, the corner of her lips twitching in a smile. “could you handle it? maybe you should be doing this trust fall, i could hold you up for longer ~ “ it was only teasing, but as soon as she said the word trust she knows it’s about more. she’s too afraid to actually fall, whether it’s literal or not. 

“me? i don’t need to buy it ~ all this working out has given me the best metabolism, aren’t you jealous?” joking, she nudges him with her elbow. “oh, not cheap huh? that’s good to know actually. selling out too low is a horrible thing. i have taste, you know.”  

but no amount of joking around or saying things in pure jest could distract her from the fact that they’re here for a reason and she’s about to ask when he reveals it. “wait, what?” eyes wide, she stares at him incredulously, hands clutching at his. “are you serious? this is crazy! oh my god, jonghyun! why aren’t you jumping around?” she laughs, ecstatic to the point that she might be the one jumping around but there’s a nagging voice in the back of her mind she wants to shut up. 

his debut means meeting up like this is dangerous.  

“how much have they told you so far?”

▲ damned if we do (but let me let you win); hyun&yura

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˟ midnight cravings

“what’s your poison? and if you don’t tell me chulupas, then get out of the car so help me god.” she’s only joking but part of her means it  — craving taco bell at midnight and not��wanting at least one chulupa just seemed like a crime and there’s no way in hell she would go to taco bell this late with someone who doesn’t know better. short of turning the car around, she would at least insist he try one but something tells her that chanyeol isn’t the type to turn down any type of food, least of all from a place like a taco bell. while it doesn’t taste anything like it does at home, she knows it’s not horrible like someone would think. she could only imagine the foodies ( read occasionally as food snobs ) back home cringing already at the idea of missing out on genuine korean food for something as mundane seeming as a worldwide food chain. but hey if it’s worldwide, it means something, right? besides, she loves the mr worldwide meme, why not pretend to be worldwide too? “so, what is it? chulupas, crunchy tacos, or are you a beefy frito burrito fanatic?” 

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rkhongjonghyun:

A charming voice draws up gaze up, blinking, and he smiles, otherwise sharp and cold features warming up, like ice melting. It always been an anomaly, his appearance as opposed to his personality, but around her, as soon as she is near, he is all smiles. He brightens, reverting back to the innocence of a young boy while still maintaining the essence of a man. It is as if her sunshine is infectious; nothing looks dull in her presence.

“Oh no, that’s pretty serious! You’d best sit down, quick, before they advance to custard!” he exclaims with exaggerated concern and wide eyes, but it’s clear he’s playing along from the lack of panic in his actions; he merely shuffles over, allowing her some space to sit. The reference of her words isn’t lost to him – he feels a skip in his heart at her choice in commentary, a mirror of his own words to her when they first met. It’s a bit teasing, and a bit embarrassing, but she remembered.

It must mean something, right?

“Can’t you go easy on me, just this time~?” Hyun weasels, trying to play pitiful as he slumps his shoulders and pouts from under the cover of his hoodie, stashing his phone away into his pocket at the same time. This time is precious, to him. How long has it been, since they last managed to meet? How long will it be, before he might see her next? He can’t be sure, and that … worries him. In this moment, he wants all his attention devoted to her. 

“My body hurts from all the extra practice. Can’t today be a cheat day? Hmm~? Especially when I’ve kind of got reason to celebrate–” 

he’s always been a charmer, through and through, head to toe, and yura would be the first to admit it. too blunt for her own good, too honest except when it counts. 

( because at the end of the day, a girl’s got to look out for herself and her heart ! ) 

if her legs did go weak, it’d be because of his smile and she wishes she could dislike him all the more so for it. she secretly curses anyone that good looking   —   it’s a wonder she somehow survives living with her gorgeous roommate but trainees are extremely busy, jonghyun included. she rarely sees the both of them, especially within the same week and she wonders if it’s a trainee thing or if it’s a big 5 thing. 

then again, how could she say anything when her own grades are falling? the business grows and her school life sinks, as if dependent on the other. but yura likens it more to a quote from one of her absolute favorite movies — when your entire life goes up in smoke, then it’s time for a promotion. 

if she fails though, she breaks her promise, the resolute deal she has with her wicked stepmother and, as such, playing catch-up keeps her occupied too. “if i fall, would you catch me? could you?” she teases, mischief twinkling in her eyes as she watches for his reaction. it was so often endearing, too endearing, and yura despises the idea of becoming too attached to anyone these days. 

lord knows what happened the last time she was so attached to someone in this way. 

“go easy on you? so . . . that means you thought i was going hard on you all this time? oh no . . . your training’s been on light mode,” but the lie is obvious in the light tone of her voice, how she fails to maintain a serious face, laughing softly. 

they fall into this so easily and yura wonders how long they could keep that up. cheat day — she’s about to scold him but the word celebrate captures her more. who would she be if she didn’t love a celebration, especially with reason? “did something happen? did you find out the secret to staying toned while eating all you want? because you could sell it for a lot of money, you know.” but all jokes aside, she’s curious what’s so important he’d ask her out here, to where everything began. 

▲ damned if we do (but let me let you win); hyun&yura

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[ ･ﾟ✧  💌   , 힘 없는 현이 곰 🐻 ] ☇  aren’t you supposed to be training?  what’s the matter? can’t stop thinking about me even though you should be working? ㅋㅋㅋ ☇ 뽕 이야 ~  ☇ you dare talk to me about burgers!!!!!!  ☇ did you even work out today? ㅋ 

“유라🌺”가 입력하고 있어… 💬 ☇ are you sure? deleted  ☇ see you later ~ focus on training!!! 

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she’s a hypocrite for jokingly scolding him when she ought to be doing her own work and she’s caught in the act by dohee rather quickly. smacked by one of the pick lists she’s supposed to be setting up for delivery, she claims injury by way of severe paper cut. a hello kitty bandaid of all characters is smacked onto her arm before she’s sent to continue working. for hours, yura grumbles ( again, as a joke ) about being worked like a slave but the truth is working with dohee on the online shopping mall was a hobby that became a good potential career and she wasn’t sure what her goals were anymore. what the future held seemed so hazy, including what’ll happen when she meets up with jonghyun, if she does, because she has half a mind not to go, half a mind to tell him maybe another day, but she’s just wary. 

rumors and tales of trainee life that don’t put her mind at ease but kick it into overdrive send her running the opposite way. a lack of time and matching schedules helped her along the way to create distance but while she has half a mind not to care anymore, half of her heart is calling her an idiot. 

just like the first time, she has her skateboard and it acts like a crutch this time. a coping mechanism for her doubt. as if vintage wood carries the confidence of the person who gifted it to her, as if it carries the faith her grandfather always has in her to do her best, she feels better just having it near. 

“can i sit down here? i haven’t skated in a while, my legs might be turning into jelly,” she says as soon as she’s close enough, longboard propped up against the bench as she glances at him with a cheeky grin. fake it ‘til you make it, right? it’s a proud girl’s motto in situations like this — how could she let anyone ever catch her slipping in any way? it’s because she did once that she ended up in seoul, a horrible deal worked out with her stepmother to stay away from her own hometown. 

“i should make you run laps for even mentioning burgers but i’ll play nice since you’ve been too busy to work out more. that’s why, right?” or maybe he’s spending more time with someone else. 

▲ damned if we do (but let me let you win); hyun&yura

[msg  → pain trainer] hey ~~~ whats up ~~~~?? ㅅㅇㅅ [msg  → pain trainer] are you free to meet up later on ~~~~?? [msg  → pain trainer] promise i wont keep you out too late ~~~~~~~ [msg  → pain trainer] lets get burgers ~~~~~~~ ㅅㅇㅅ [msg  → pain trainer] meet at the usual by han river first ~~~~~~???

Seated on a wooden bench, hood yanked over his head, Hyun stares at his phone screen in the warm glow cast over the area despite the late of night, his eyes rooted to the last messages in the chat pulled up. There are people around him still; Seoul never really seems to sleep – most are skaters, the clacking of their boards and the wheels against concrete a familiar and almost comforting sound. It’s like music, engulfing him with an ambiance that resurfaces memories, and feelings.

He’s back at the spot he believes they first met at, a spot that gave birth to more meetings, more conversations, more smiles. He doesn’t remember much of what they talked about, that first time. He remembers how she looked, the longboard that she had on hand. He remembers some details – that her board was custom, that she wasn’t exactly an amateur – but what he mostly remembers is the connection. He remembers the pull he felt; there was an attraction, and he wanted to get to know her.

And over the months, he’s lucky enough to have been able to. They moved from ‘occasional acquaintances at the park by the river’ to ‘health trainer and victim’, and, despite his constant jesting complaints about her training and dieting regiments that she subjects him to, he doesn’t dislike this shift. He appreciates her dedication, and enjoys her company and attention. In fact, he finds himself wishing he could see her more, speak to her more, be around her more, thinking about her more. But it’s a difficult situation: she’s busy, he’s busy – their lives revolve around different planets even if their paths cross once in a while, intersecting and colliding in a way that he knows should be wrong but just feels right–

And, with the up-and-coming project that he has agreed to be a part of, their worlds will only grow further apart, their scenarios separating to different galaxies.

But, despite the rules that hang over his head and the consequences that he is aware will follow if he is exposed, he simultaneously clings on and pushes forward. He’s being reckless again – he knows this – but he doesn’t want to be left wonder yet another time of ‘what ifs’ and ‘what could have beens’. He’s done that already and it lingers for what seems like eons; the pondering thoughts come back to plague him every time he’s given a moment of quiet. 

He knows he shouldn’t, but he wants the best of both worlds. Hyun has always been a dreamer, and lately Yura’s presence has gradually become more and more prominent in his dreams.

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rkhyeri:

[ kkt ⇾ ✩ 아영찡 ] ⇾ you got me 😊😊  that’s the real reason!! ⇾ i think meet-cutes really do happen though… we just don’t realize it until years later and she’s your roommate ; )  ⇾ yes every time you deny it only mOTIVATES ME MORE!!! don’t deny me a glimpse of this cute boy!!! maybe he’ll be my meet-cute? :ooo ⇾ need “more” need MORE WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU ALREADY HAVE ENOUGH TO CALL IT “MORE” ??? ⇾ if she knows we’re dating she might send us chocolate to deal with our couple period ;;; your mom is the best 😭😭 ❤❤

[ ･ﾟ✧  💌   , 혜리바이러스 💞 ] ☇  i knew it!!!  ☇ that was a meet-cute? i thought it was a divine intervention of the gods!  ☇ oh? are you looking for a boyfriend now, lee hyeri? what happened to dating me!!  ☇ YOU KNOW WHAT WE’RE TALKING ABOUT. WE’RE ADULTS HERE ☇ if it makes you feel better, i give them to my cousin too and then i take them away and tell her to make cute babies with her hot boyfriend 

“유라🌺”가 입력하고 있어… 💬 ☇ if my mom thinks we’re dating, she’s going to ask me why i didn’t tell her sooner  ☇ but chocolates are a good idea . . . i should ask her for some  ☇ she might tell me not to eat so many sweets though 😭😭😭 

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rkhongjonghyun:

“Oppa!”

Hyun is almost tempted to narrow his eyes; whenever Yura has otherwise used that term with him, he has had reason to be suspicious. Sometimes it’s because she is conning him into more pain and torture – “Just one more lap~” when in reality it is a whole ‘nother set – and other times it is merely to tease him.

She knows just how he’ll eventually cave to her requests when called that.

Truthfully, this is rather dangerous for him. If he were seen being too familiar, on a level above fan service, he could be in trouble (after all, the staff members are right there). He does flash a glance in the direction of the company tent – is anyone watching him? Has anyone noticed that he’d disappeared? Will be he caught slacking off and being friendly with a friend? A quick roam gives him no affirmation that he has been spotted.

“I’m, uhh …” He chuckles a little sheepishly, despite the heavy rain pelting down on him right now. His clothes cling to him, truly a lost cause for dryness. “I’m doing some company promotions. Y’know – handing out flyers, giving the company a good image, luring in potential new meat– I mean, trainees~” He squints at her, pretending to look at her more closely. “… Hmm, you’re right, I might have stopped the wrong person though … I was told to charm young ladies but I think I’ve stopped an ahjumma–”

the small skip of a beat she assumes to be doubt whenever she calls him by that more affectionate term — though she firmly stands by the belief that calling someone by name is much more affectionate, can be much more intimate and it’s why hearing her korean name can make her weak — because thinking of it as a skip of the heart would be foolish, especially in such a public setting. 

it’s the public part that makes her wonder if this is okay. 

training together is already scandalous enough on its own, isn’t it? because why wouldn’t a male trainee be happy with the training within his own company? why wouldn’t he train with another male instead? instead, she’s suddenly caught up on the news a friend of hers showed her a while ago — isn’t the guy you talk to named hong jonghyun? he had a scandal a while ago with a female trainee, did you know — and she’s debating whether she should take a step or two away. from him now, and from him in general. 

“what is it with sphere trainees and an obsession with meat...” she unintentionally muses out loud and she’s laughing as soon as she realizes, grinning brightly at him as if she’d said nothing out of place at all. in fact, there’s nothing to see here, nothing at all. 

“wow, told to charm young ladies! what’s wrong with an ahjumma fan? you know, we might have more money than younger fans ~ but go ahead, find a young lady to charm. what good is it to let a young man such as yourself escort me home when he can’t even lift?” 

▲ this time it’s not because of you that i’m working up a sweat ; hyun&yura

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Stand up, warrior; you are not yet finished. Beaten you may be, but broken? Angels have fallen from greater heights and survived, so why shouldn’t you? Never mind what you are made of; you are more than this flesh that binds you. There is nothing you have to fear that should not fear you a thousand times more. Your heart is a galaxy, and your soul is lined in stars. You are something extraordinary, my dear.

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rkohsehun:

the words make him flinch a little, the truth ringing in his ears and bites at his skin as if angry sehun is about to turn yet another blind eye and ignore the strict diet he’s expected to follow. he’s done it before - he wouldn’t be oh sehun if he didn’t break any rules here and there. but he’s been diligent this time, tries his best to avoid getting into trouble (because he knows he attracts more than enough of it on a daily basis outside the complex) and jeopardize his chances of reaching his dreams. it doesn’t mean he likes it, though, and yura must see right through him. it makes him shift a little as he fiddles with the hem of his shirt in nervousness, uncomfortable at having stripped off of his walls all of a sudden.

why are people so good at seeing right through him?

“yeah? i mean… it’s not like we’re given enough choice…” he shrugs, tries to laugh but it comes out too forced. the pout on his lips quickly turns into a frown. sehun remembers when he’s in yura’s shoes - worrying over his overworked friends, scared at how the life seemed to have been physically and mentally sucked out of them. he hated hearing them say the very same words he had just said. and he never thought he’d despise hearing him say it. still, it’s not like he didn’t know what he was getting himself into in the first place. “s'okay. it’s not like i didn’t see this coming. besides, we got enough fun times to make for the… rest of it.” and he wasn’t sure if it was meant to assure him or her.

despite the veil of dark clouds looming above his head, yura doesn’t fail to keep him in a good mood. the road down memory lane proves to be an effective way to keep him giggling despite the embarrassment it brings him. “just don’t burn them like you did before, okay? It’d be nice to actually have some decent food tonight, after all,” he teases back, slinging an arm around her shoulders as they made their way towards the food stand. for a moment he ponders over the possibility of drinking with yura. h4 still doesn’t have any idea on how much he can take, and the offer is highly tempting. and like he always do, he throws all rationality out of the window. he’s just turned eighteen, anyway, so he should be fine.

“sure, i guess… just promise to drag my body back home safely if I get too drunk or something, okay?”

“you don’t have much of a choice at training, but when you’re outside, it’s not like they have cameras on you guys at all times, is it? even idols seem to avoid cameras most of the time somehow, right?” she wants to say it’s not like america where photographers chase celebs around even for pic of someone just eating breakfast or doing something as commonplace as buying groceries. 

it used to be a popular article in this celebrity magazine her sister absolutely adored: your fave celebs doing everyday things! as if they’re too perfect to do anything remotely human and it’s odd to think about, can’t they have some privacy? truth be told, yura could care less what brand of bottled water someone gets when the green movement is growing day by day regardless. 

“you sound so sure, sehun. so sure.” this time, she can’t help the slight bite to her tone and she can only hold back a sigh as she glances over at him. she could write it off as him maturing, it’d be easy to. he’s taller, more muscular, more talented, more wise than when they were running around like reckless fools years ago but it just doesn’t feel right. 

maturing doesn’t have to mean he’s having his life energy sapped out of him and that’s the vibe yura gets. isn’t that why he sent those texts? because something’s off about everything. she knows a code red when she sees one and it bothers her that sehun’s justification sounds like a bland shade of gray. “hey!” she smacks the arm she was holding onto, pulling away to try and prod his side for even mentioning that. “it was one time! one time!” she huffs, it’s a blow to her pride and she makes sure to turn it back on him, “but you, i swear we can’t even let you hold the tongs! i swear you almost took out finn’s eye!” 

truthfully, sehun is legal but when she’s with him, she thinks of them both as younger than they are. maybe it’s the constant desire to go back to a time like back then, to before she felt as if she fell right into her mother’s footsteps and didn’t properly heed history’s mistakes. but she can’t think of that, she can’t let herself remember that she only burnt the meat then because of her asshole of a boyfriend at the time. the ahjumma recognizes yura and she’s almost embarrassed at how clear it is that she goes there often enough to be familiar with her, the usual is said to be prepared before yura can even ask sehun what he wants but they used to like the same types of meat. 

but that’s what tonight is for too, to see how much has changed. “you might fall into a food coma before getting too drink but we’ll see ~ should i put you through the school of bettering your tolerance? i bet you have it in you.” 

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[ kkt ⇾ ✩ 아영찡 ] ⇾ h e a v e s ⇾ i get it but only bc bitch means beautiful in my book 💞 ⇾ i am saying that… or so i read. and watch on tv. idk really i have zero personal exp with this DON’T TRUST ME??? ⇾ ugh… okay fair points all around. you can win this round kim ahyoung !! but ONLY this round !!! ⇾ wait so… does that mean i can meet him ??? when ?? where? can i interrupt the canoodling tonight ??? do you need me to pick up some /// things /// from the store?? bc no i won’t

[ ･ﾟ✧  💌   , 혜리바이러스 💞 ] ☇  that’s because i’m the bad bitch who owns your heart, right? 💞 everyone knows that’s the real reason!  ☇ oh no... next you’re going to tell me about fairytales and happy endings and meet-cutes!!!  ☇ but i trust you with my life!!!!!!  ☇ only this round? ㅋㅋㅋ only this round today you mean? 😂😂😂 ☇ do you really want to meet him? isn’t it weird? i’m just his trainer ㅋ  ☇ why would you interrupt our own canoodling? 🤔 i know you can’t be saying i canoodle with him!!! 

“유라🌺”가 입력하고 있어… 💬 ☇ ㅋㅋㅋ do you really think i need more of what you’re implying?  ☇ my mom is so scared she sends more every month and i probably have more than a clinic  ☇ maybe i should just say you’re my girlfriend so she stops ~  ☇ unless you need them, maybe i should pile them up in your room 👀👀👀

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A little darkness, in itself, at the time, is nothing. You think no more about it and you go on. But I know what darkness is, it accumulates, thickens, then suddenly bursts and drowns everything.

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