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"we forgot about the little things that make us happy." adri. multimuse. selective. mun 21+.

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laudiis:

( @amorxrisus )

it wasn’t rare that jihwan found himself wandering around the moontale building—it felt like just yesterday the four walls that encased him were the ones he proudly called his home away from home. debuted and all, even, the silver-haired male couldn’t seem to pry himself away from the lingering smell of sweat and passion in the air. he just couldn’t seem to escape, huh?

schedules were scarce during the rookie days, was what he was told, and he didn’t doubt it for one second. only a handful of schedules would be planned into his days, but nothing more, which only meant more free time for jihwan in the meantime. strolling aimlessly throughout the area, he somehow managed to make his way to where the practice rooms were located and couldn’t help the tiny grin tugging at the corner of her lips at the wave of nostalgia the place gave him. oh, how time flies.

met with a familiar yet unfamiliar face that was exiting one of the studios, he blinked once. twice. before rendering who the other was and remembering the most important of details from the company debriefing this morning. “hey!” he enthusiastically greeted. “i heard the big news—congrats, by the way.”

how would she be able to pull this off? a survival program? just the thought made sena’s stomach twist in knots. she wasn’t prepared for this. yes, she committed herself to the last five years training to become an idol but to actually compete with her fellow trainees on public television just to debut? not any sort of mental preparation would be of help out the vocalist which alone is stressing her out enough.

and seeing as it was sena, her nerves obviously were picked up by her vocal instructor as the trainee kept making mistakes again and again. it wasn’t until the man had gotten officially fed up and asked her to come back tomorrow after clearing her head -- the both of them knowing that the vocalist wouldn’t get any progressive work done that day. a sigh left the female’s lips, closing the door to the practice studio with slumped shoulders and her head down. sena was about to head back to dorms until a very familiar voice shook her out of her thoughts, causing her to freeze up immediately. 

“sunbaenim!” the young woman quickly greeted while bowing her head, her cheeks heating up at the sight of her senior greeting her so enthusiastically. although the two of them used to train together not so long ago, it was still difficult for sena to drop honorifics with jihwan, not that he enforced them on her. it was more the fact that sena refused to do so as she tried to restrain her own feelings for 5aints’ lead vocalist -- something she couldn’t afford to let be known. “thank you... are you here for practice? i haven’t seen you on this side of the building in a while--”

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laudiis:

eunhye physically—yes, physically—jumped at the sight of the other, gasping to herself at the fright before regaining her composure once realizing that a senior trainee ( and a very scary one, at that ) in the company was standing before her. gulping down hard, she just stood there timidly with her hands folded in front of her as she just stared … what else was she supposed to do?

at the older female’s question, the brunette couldn’t help but hesitate—it’s not like she could lie, not when the other had clearly seen her step out of the ceo’s office herself. and besides, honesty was the best policy, but why did it feel like running away was a better bet instead? biting her lower lip, she flinched at hyekyung’s persistent tone as eunhye found herself to answer in a timely manner, and suddenly, she found herself rapidly nodding her head to not upset the other any further.

“y–yes, they did, actually,” she practically squeaked out, not even having the courage to look the other in the eye. “d—did you not get casted? i’m sure you did, i mean, i’m not nearly as good enough to compete with you and everyone else.

when eunhye had confirmed that she was indeed cast for the show, there was a discomfort that sat in the pit of the older trainee’s stomach. no, it wasn’t fear or jealousy, maybe a kind of annoyance? more than likely. regardless, the news didn’t sit well with hyekyung and she just knew it wouldn’t sit well with the other trainees either.

the older female let out a soft scoff. “of course i got cast. i’ve been here for three years. plenty enough time to be recognized by my own company.” her eyes lingered on the younger trainee, looking at her up and down as if trying to decipher what made the company decide to let this walking mess compete on a survival show.  no matter how and which way hyekyung looked at it, it just didn’t make any sense.

“at least you’re right about that. you still have such a long way ago.” the words that left the older’s lips sounded nonchalant to the untrained ear, but both of the young women truly knew what she meant by those words. “you knew this and you still managed to accept the offer? pretty ballsy, if you ask me. so does this mean you think you can win?”

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⋆schemes.

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udae:

⋆             maybe a part of him felt a little regretful sneaking around minhee’s parents like this, but getting time alone was hell most of the time—it would be crazy of either of them to give up a chance to just be together for a few hours. the dorm was virtually off-limits ( bringing minhee there was against basic rules, but it didn’t help that it was a place full of guys and nights where it was empty wasn’t something easily found ) and it wasn’t as if a few family dinners with minchan, minyoung, and minhwa really gave the free reign and with their combined popularity, it was rare to be able to be out and about with no worries on their mind.                so, he couldn’t really argue when minhee brought up the idea of him keeping her company while she housesat overnight, immediately agreeing to be there. haneul was there on time, too, slipping in as soon as minhee opened the door to let him in. wrapping his arms around her, and pecking her on the lips, he greeted her.                “ so, like, do you have a bandaid? i think i scraped my knee falling for you out there. ”

maybe it was a bit cliche to ask her boyfriend to come and housesit with her, minhee found herself thinking a few times; but then again, it wasn’t everyday where she got to see her boyfriend nor did they have days where they could be alone. with duke debuted and busy with their schedules and with minhee now being a publicly recognized trainee, it was getting harder to be out in public together -- even with a chaperone of some sort -- which left them with only two options, stick with skype calls and texts only unless they were in the same building or this, using any excuse they can get to have a space to themselves for a few hours. of course, they chose the latter.

kero’s barking could be heard as the small dog rushed over to the door, recognizing the familiar scent of who was on the other side. following her pet’s lead, minhee found herself grinning when she opened the door and allowed haneul to come in -- though it was less than twenty seconds in when she wanted to kick him out already. 

“that’s cheesy. do you want to be sent home already?” she complained light-heartedly before returning his kiss with a peck of her own, smiling to show that she was joking. “i’m kidding -- i’m glad you’re here, oppa. i missed you~”

pulling away from his embrace and taking his hand instead, she led him towards her living room. “i wasn’t really sure what we should do first, but i figured we can order food and watch a few movies -- what do you think?” she asked before sitting on the couch, in front of them, a bunch of dvds scattered on the coffee table.

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laudiis:

( @amorxrisus )

eunhye had been assuming the worst when she got called to the ceo’s office—i mean, she had only been in the company for a total of six months, so it had to be anything but good news … right?

—wrong.

the meeting had been brief: only twenty minutes at the most, and she felt like she was out of there almost as fast as she was in. the greetings and goodbyes were equally brief, and as she bowed with her backing out of the door to exit, she found herself standing a good couple more minutes or so just staring at the wooden door in front of her to process what had just been shared with her. you’ve been chosen to compete in the company’s new survival show. i expect that you will make the proper preparations. this had to be a practical joke or something, fuck.

but yet, there she was: completely dumbfounded and haunted with the feeling that maybe—just maybe—this was real … and that, in all honesty, was terrifying.

there was no way. there’s possibly no way that gil eunhye would be cast for the survival show, right? the company would be out of their minds, desperate even if they did cast the other girl before her. and yet -- 

hyekyung felt her eyes narrow at the sight of the younger girl. 

this had to be some sort of joke.

gil eunhye has only been in the company for about six months, if she could remember correctly. regardless, eunhye hasn’t even been here for an entire year yet and she just gets such of an opportunity handed to her like it was nothing? sure, hyekyung would understand if the other trainee was actually talented; but the last time she checked, the vocal was still very lacking compared to the others.

“hey,”

the sharpness of her tone was enough to call attention to whoever was in the hallway (though thankfully, there was only the other), the older trainee stopping right in front of eunhye, an eyebrow raised and her arms crossed. “eunhye-yah, they didn’t cast you for the survival show, did they? i mean, with you still being a new trainee and all, this had to be about last month’s evaluations, right?”

hyekyung’s lips pursed together for a moment before pressing for an answer once more. patience was never her strong suit. “well?”

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if jackson was your bf (pt. 1) (pt. 2)

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          ❝ i wish i could protect you from everything. ❞

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@udae

“you know, i was never one for sci-fi films but that was fun! my favorite part was the whole ‘galaxy banding together’ scene.” there was excitement in minhee’s tone as she spoke, the twenty year old’s hands gripping the thin strap of her bag that nestled across her torso. the movie she and haneul went to see for their date had just ended, leaving the two with a little more time to kill than expected seeing as it was still early in the evening. turning her full attention to haneul and now clasping her hands behind her back, a teasing smile formed on her lips. “you’re not bored of me yet, right? there’s a street market nearby. let’s check it out!”

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five word prompts

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an-exotic-writer:

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

"really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

"zero fucks given. next please.”

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stvries:

                yejin had always had some sort of a competitive streak to her, whether it be in a game or in life – but definitely when it came to her career. a case that had once had her name listed as the intern on call had somehow – conveniently – gained another’s name in her stead. generally, yejin had that of a serene personality, following the path that had been set out for her by others in an attempt not to cause trouble. but this –– THIS –– would not stand.

                the last hour had been spent updating charts, but the very moment she’s finished with that ( and after a quick detour to help a lost patient find their room ) there’s no doubt that she’s on a path for vengeance. there was no space for error in this field of medicine, especially when she’s training SPECIFICALLY for a trauma residency. 

                upon noticing the other in the break room, she’ll take a sharp turn into the closed space, shutting the door behind her. ❛ care to explain how your name somehow replaced mine ? ❜ 

no matter where one goes in life, it’s the survival of the fittest. the weak will fail while the strong will reign supreme. if you miss your chance, you’re done for and the opportunity goes to someone else. that was the case here and it just so happens that it was chaeyeon who was able to show up yejin this time around; and it was only a matter of time before the other intern would find out and track chaeyeon down.

it was merely an hour since the board was changed and chaeyeon was surprised that it was just now that yejin had found her and isolated the two of them in the vacant break room. peering from her notes with little interest of the other’s personal drama, the older of the two merely shrugged.

“i don’t know. what did you screw up?” chaeyeon asked with a small tut, wishing that the other would just hurry up with her complaints so she could return back to her studying. after all, it was chaeyeon who was on-call now. and whatever yejin did to get on the chief’s bad side, that certainly wasn’t her problem even if she did benefit out of it.

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fortvnae:

@amorxrisus ! ( content warning: night terrors, death, implied violence, weapons & blood )

it’s funny how a small situation soon leads to a bigger, more serious and dangerous situation in minutes. it was a quiet night in the building, most of the other members either in deep, deep slumber or out for the night doing whatever they pleased. if it wasn’t the majority of them that was out of the house, it’d be him instead, trying to stay awake so that he wouldn’t have to sleep, seeing & hearing the same events over and over again in his sleep.

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everything had happened so fast. one moment, yoojin was lying in bed -- another sleepless night plaguing her despite her eyes aching to close and her mind wanting to drift off into a blissful abyss. however, the next, she had practically sprinted out of room at the sound of the loud thrashing coming from down the hall when she blacked out. when she was finally aware of what was happening, that was when she felt the pain.

her back was pressed the cold wall, sending chills down on her spine despite the pooling warmth of her blood seeping through the material of her clothes. she didn’t know what was happening or why it was, her eyes scanning over the intense rage on the features of the man pressing against her as his blade traced a thin cut along the base of her neck. she hears his threats, his curses, and his pain as he spoke each venomous word into her ear -- making sure she knew the extent of her crimes until it had suddenly hit her:

he wasn’t talking to her.

yoojin saw the recognition in jungjin’s eyes when they both made that same realization together, the shock settling in sickeningly as the man backed away and dropped his dagger between them. without his hold, the woman felt her legs give up on her and fell to her knees, having with no energy to move from where she was. placing a hand instinctively on the long gash on her side, she tried to prevent her wound from bleeding out any further. locking her eyes with his once more, she saw his fear and horror at what he had done which was enough to convince her that he didn’t mean this.

park jungjin didn’t mean to hurt her.

with her mouth dry and her vision becoming blurred, she weakly shook her head to keep the man from freaking out, trying to tell him that she knew it was an accident. she was already feeling her body grow colder by the minute, the only warmth she was able to feel was from the blood staining her hand. she needed to stop the bleeding properly and fast.

“it’s okay...” she managed to voice out, her voice sounding thicker than usual while she did her best to keep jungjin calm. fortunately yet ironically, it was times like these that made it pay off to be devoid of extreme emotion -- her stoicness coming off as an almost unsettling calm despite her pain. but perhaps, that was horrifying part. she wasn’t reacting to the situation like she should have been. 

“it’s okay. it’s over now, jungjin. don’t worry. i won’t tell.”

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laudiis:

     BULLSHIT: THAT’S WHAT he thought of this whole thing. bull-fucking-shit. sure, the government was doing him a favor by “protecting his life” and “making sure he doesn’t get murdered”, but was that really at the cost of him living with nine other people? ( it was too much, if you asked him. ) not to mention he had to play this phony part as some psychology major—a subject he abhorred, by the way—whilst being the only son to some made-up family he could care less for … especially when one of them happened to be the culprit of the crime of finishing the last bit of his cereal. “okay,” he groaned aloud to no one in particular; hair a mess as he just, coincidentally, rolled out of bed. “who t’fuck did it?”

“you’re going to have to be more specific.” the matriarch answered without missing a beat, her eyes focused on pouring herself a cup of coffee rather than on the bed-headed mess that had schlepped into the kitchen. adding a touch or two of hazelnut creamer into the dark roast, she finally turned to the other, her mug at her lips. “i saw the box in the trash earlier so it must have been one of your ‘siblings’.” there was an almost teasing smile adorning her features as if amused by the severity the younger male considered the situation. “relax. we’ll get you more cereal later today if it’ll make you feel better. eat something else.”