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@95youngho
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“If you have nightmares we’ll dance on the bed”
✪ “That’s a really fun idea, but don’t you think I’m just a bit too tall? My head will go through the ceiling!”
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「symbol starters!」 👶 Our muses meet as children!
✪ A yearly trip to Korea was something Johnny highly anticipated. Being with all of his family, especially his cousins, was always a fun occasion. With his pint-sized luggage messily packed (a sweater sleeve peaked out of its side), and bundled up in his warmest winter gear, he scuttled his way towards the front door where his parents awaited him. He stood quietly as his father adjusted his coat, while his mother fixed his luggage. An “I’m proud of you” from his father made him smile from ear to ear; both parents beginning to praise him for trying his best at getting ready without any assistance. Once everything was up to par, the trio headed outside to load up the car and drive to the airport.
After what felt like a millennia to the seven-year-old, despite sleeping most of the plane ride and car ride, Johnny and his parents finally rived at his grandparent’s home; a cozy, two-story house in Seoul. The time was 1 PM exactly and despite the fourteen hour flight, Johnny was the farthest thing from sleepy. As his parents went inside to unpack and rest, he decided now would be the perfect time to play in the snow, all the while his grandmother happily watched him from the kitchen window. Just as he was about to make the world’s biggest snowball, he noticed another kid just two doors down who was also playing by himself. Cuffing his hands around his mouth, little mittens lightly dusted with snow, he exclaimed, “Hey~! Do you wanna come play with me?”
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Yoojung knew that Johnny wouldn’t be the most comfortable but it was more of a way to keep the two entertained more than anything. She assumed that he would have rejected her idea immediately and was pleasantly surprised when he actually agreed. Not wanting to overwhelm the other, she brought out what she felt we the basics of hair and makeup. She smiled gently, wanting to reassure the obviously nervous boy in front of her. “Just relax and have fun with it!”
She turned around in her chair, making it easier for him to do whatever he pleased to her hair. Yoojung could help but smile as she felt him attempting to do something other than just tying her hair up in a ponytail. “Wow, look at yoooou. Getting all fancy with the braids. You’re more skilled than you said you were!” She was genuinely impressed with what she saw in the mirror once he was finished. “Have you done this before? This isn’t your average ‘boy attempts to braid hair’ kinda deal.”
It was obvious that Johnny was hesitant to do her makeup but Yoojung stayed silent, not wanting to pressure him. She laughed at his words, nodding in approval. “I’ve always wanted to do a boy’s makeup anyway though…I’m sure you’ve gotten your makeup done a couple times? Should we make you look really pretty or more charismatic?” She tilted her head as she looked at his features, wanting to do a good job regardless of the makeup style she used.
✪ “I’ve done this a few times, but I’m no pro or anything.” Over the years Johnny’s accumulated quite a few female friends; so he’s picked up a thing or two, that is, when he actually had the time. Every now and again a friend may have needed help with her hair, and he isn’t one to turn a blind eye. Despite putting all of his might into it, as he does mostly everything, the usual reaction to the finish product was often something like, “This is... nice...” followed by a pained smile. Seeing Yoojung’s genuine content with his skills, he worked up a big, childlike smile in response, feeling accomplished.
Johnny’s slowly but surely becoming more accustomed to getting his makeup done, especially now that he’s been “released from SM’s dungeon,” as the fans would say. Swapping places with Yoojung to make her job a little more easy, he rested his back against the back of the chair in an attempt to get a little more comfortable. “Hmm...” he said, one arm folded under the other as a hand rested on his chin as if in deep thought. Bringing his hands down to his lap, he leaned forward a bit, smiling, and continued, “Make me pretty like you.”
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✪ Jisoo never failed to keep Johnny on his toes with her antics, this time leading him to a rather unexpected place; up a tree. What was more surprising to him, however, was how fast she scaled it. How can someone so small climb so fast? he thought. “I told you, the joke was funny enough on its own, you didn’t have to act it out, too!” he said while grabbing a branch. After gaining some leverage, he made his way up the tree, stopping a little less than a foot where Jisoo was gripping it for dear life. Extending his right hand upward, he said, “Grab my hand, I’ll pull you down.”
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「symbol starters!」¿ Send this symbol for a randomized option: ⇩⇩⇩☣ Our muses play with an Ouija board!
✪ “I’m gonna be honest here,” Johnny said, face twisted up with worry. “This ain’t my type of hype.” He wasn’t scared, just simply a bit bothered, or at least that what he told himself. Things of or relating to ‘creepy stuff,’ as he would put it, had always been a turn off for him. Ghosts, spirits, the undead – he doesn’t really believe in those things, but he doesn’t think they’re something to play around with either. As the old saying goes, ‘If you look for trouble, you’ll find it,’ and he definitely wasn’t looking for that. However, when Taeyong asked him to play, he couldn’t find the heart to tell him no.
The lights in the room had been turned off and were replaced with the soft, yellow glow of a few large candles, perhaps to ‘set the mood,’ though they did little in easing Johnny’s apprehensions. Johnny situated himself at the opposite end of the table Taeyong and the Ouija were seated, his shadow now clashing with the other’s on the wall behind him. With a hesitant hand, he placed the index and middle finger of his right hand on the planchette, just as the other had instructed beforehand. “I guess we should start by saying hello, right?” he chuckled, voice laced with anxiety.
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「symbol starters!」¿ Send this symbol for a randomized option: ⇩⇩⇩☏ Our muses talk on the phone to each-other in the middle of the night!
✪ Muffled utterances broke the dead silence that encased Johnny’s dorm room as he answered his phone in what could possibly be the sleepiest tone ever. “Hey,” he answered. Rising from his sleeping spot, he tip-toed around his bandmates and made his way to a nearby corridor; trying to avoid disturbing his members with whatever chatter that was about to unfold.
Judging by the way the moon’s rays hit a window close by, Johnny guessed it had to be about 2am. Leaning his back against a wall, he crossed one leg over the other and sleepily rubbed his eye, phone delicately pressed against his ear all the while. When was the last time he got a call out of the blue like this? He couldn’t remember. Most of the phone calls he receives are either for business or are his close friends; those typically come in like clockwork. With that being said, he was a bit taken aback when his phone buzzed at such a late hour with an incoming call from someone he’s only known for a short time. “How are you?” he inquired.
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Result: the chosen one is most commonly used to symbolize the light side, and the heart of the story. unlike the warrior, they barely ever choose to fight on the front lines of a battle. although they will stand up for what they believe in, they do it in a way that is diplomatic, so that they don't create more conflict than there already is. they do not feel the need to be credited in their achievements and victories, and would rather have their confidantes and comrades have the eternal glory and spotlight. they are content with the happiness of those they care about, and place friendship over all else. the chosen one is always picked for the role, hence the name. their fate was placed upon them from birth, and due to their hero complex, and need to help the meek, they follow instructions, and do what needs to be done. fictional characters that are chosen ones: harry potter (you saw that coming from a mile away), frodo baggins, percy jackson, katniss everdeen, jon snow, daenerys targaryen, elizabeth bennet, patroclus, buffy summersother personality types that go with this: gryffindor, slytherin, thunderbird
Traits: authentic, brave, bold, intuitive, natural, passionate, stubborn
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✪ This was the kind of question Johnny had been dreading since he’s been in the group. The mere thought of it had his stomach turning cartwheels. Actually hearing it? His stomach could’ve won an Olympic gold medal in gymnastics. What would the other members think if he said yes? What would Jaehyun think if he said no? The result could be catastrophic if he doesn’t choose his words carefully.
It’s a well known fact that the two were close. Just a quick glance at Johnny’s contact list proved that; Jaehyun’s name being the only one with emojis beside it. The adoration Johnny had for the younger was that of an older brother; always looking out for and protecting Jaehyun. He swore he’d do anything for that boy.
The wheels began turning in his head as he chewed on his bottom lip while thinking of an appropriate answer to the aforementioned question. “Well,” he finally spoke. “You know I love all of y’all equally.” Johnny slid his hands into the front pockets of his skinnies, a small sniffle escaping as he looked down and continued, almost mumbling this go around. “All of y’all mean the world to me and stuff...”
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✪ “Are you gonna spend all day with your head in that book, or are you finally gonna talk to me?”
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✪ “Thanks for buying me lunch today, I’ll be sure to return the favor.”
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