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⭐️ Did you have any dream jobs besides being an idol? When did you realize you wanted to be an idol?

“No. I didn’t have any sort of occupational mind at all before the idea of being an idol was brought up. I’m pretty sure I could’ve gone my whole life believing I didn’t have to work at all, so long as I could make money from dancing on the streets. I realised when… my dance teacher kicked me out of the studio and told me DYK were holding auditions. I didn’t even want to be one then, honestly. Let’s just accept that I never wanted to be an idol, it’s easier.”

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💩 Challenges encountered during trainee days?

“Other than the impending doom of possibly not debuting, and the constant practising to prove yourself, and getting talk down to by idols and staff alike? Nothing, really, other than having to wake up in the morning at stupid times.”

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💚 What do you think of other groups and artists that are in the same company?

“I’ve never necessarily paid much attention to other groups. Truth be told, this sort of music doesn’t really appeal to me like it does some others. But, on that note, despite DYK being shits, there’s some good groups. I particularly like AXIS, just because a few of their songs have a heavier beat? I use them for dancing quite a lot. A few of ZODIAC’s songs appeal to me, too, namely songs like Eclipse, and Singing in the Rain. I can’t say I’ve really met anyone from the company, though, other than the members of PYLB.”

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🌲 Where did you grow up? ⭐️ Did you have any dream jobs besides being an idol? When did you realize you wanted to be an idol? 🎶 How did your auditions/scouting go?How did they felt like? 👶 If you could give your younger self-advice before the audition, what would you say? 💩 Challenges encountered during trainee days? 🎷 If you could debut/switch your debut with any song, which one would be? 👯 What concept you want to try? 💓 Which other idols you want to collaborate with? 💜 Did you get yourself in any scandal before? 💛 If you could do a special stage with another artist or idol group, who would it be and why? 💚 What do you think of other groups and artists that are in the same company? 💒 Which labelmates do you get along with the most, excluding group members? 💙 Is there anything besides idol activities that you want to do or try? 🎬 Do you want to take a hand at hosting a variety show or act in a television show or drama? 🎊 How do you feel about your fans? 🍆 Do you recall any sasaeng episode? 🌟 Where you see yourself in ten years? 🚀 Where do you see your group in five years? ✖ What is your goal as an idol? 😇 What is your goal as a person? 🌍 Where do you want to promote if given the chance? 😘 What is your ideal type? 😬 Do you regret becoming an idol? 💀 What is your most meaningful moment as an idol/trainee?    🐶 Do you have/want any pets? 👀 What are your role models? 👑 Which brands would you like to like be the face of? 🎧 If you could have any group’s song in your discography, which song would it be and why?

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Development: Parallels - Shusei Kagari (Psycho-Pass)

“Don’t make me laugh. Both you and I are trash who simply envy the happiness others have.”

There’s a sense of split personality with both Gyujin and Kagari; a switch that can be flipped while working and otherwise. While off the job, Kagari is known to be the jokester of the group, teasing others and being generally easy-going, taking things in stride and shrugging things off as if it means nothing; much like Gyujin. On the job, though, he adopts an entirely different persona of professionalism through taking his duties seriously, while still maintaining a carefree recklessness. They’re both stuck in a rut of believing their current path was the only thing going for them, that any other options weren’t open to them and thus tend to blame the world whenever life gets tougher than usual. Both having a certain disdain towards those who have their choices and opportunities handed to them freely, who take advantage of their freedom, thus generating their own seclusion from society on a whole. 

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clbhyunsoo:

“Song Gyujin? that sounds charming, just like whom I see right now.” Hyunsoo grinned, managing an eye contact towards the person in front of him. That’s clearly is not a lie, as the stolen glances from the people who passes by proves it. With an assumption that his real motive (?) is now known, he held out a hand for a casual handshake while resting his cheek on the other hand. “Min Hyunsoo, applying for the position of your date on sunday.”

“Whatever you wish! I’d be humble, but I’m confident with my magic skills that make every date feels enjoyable, be it classy or casual.” no, humble is too much of a strong word for him, Hyunsoo is not in any way humble. If anything, then that must be an act. “If you’re not convinced, then you can test that yourself.” He might look suspicious right now, but his pair of black eyes are apparently clear enough to show that he’s just purely interested in him. No veiled intention whatsoever. “So?”

Gyujin had raised an eyebrow at that. The younger could admit the other had a smoothness to him that couldn’t be ignored, bait laid out on a hook and the male was just about to jump up to taste it. For now, though, his self-control seemed to be intact. Forever a consumer of compliments and insults, fed on them like it was sustenance, his self-control wouldn’t last much longer. His own hand met with the other’s, slender fingers wrapping around the limb with a severe softness--touch as light as a feather, barely there. “We’ll see what the judges say after a little while, then, shall we?”

A curled fist held his head up, while his elbow rested upon the surface of the table, lazed grin ever present. “Sounds like you’re a serial dater, then. Truth be told, I’ve never been on one, so consider me a virgin in this sense. Take care of me,” his hand shifted yet again, so as the tips of his fingers could curl the tips of his coloured hair. “We’ll see,” it was as simple as that, joined by a coy grin as gentle as everything else. There was a certain amount of doubt towards the situation, though. If the male’s friends, consistently glancing over to the duo was anything to go by. But with a shrug, he’d nodded his head; if anything, just to satiate the notion. “Sure. I’ll accept your proposal.”

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clbluna:

She scowled lightly as a response. But when she sensed that it’s about to get into the mean ass way she always managed to sounds like, Luna didn’t even think twice to revise her words. “It’s been years, I hope you know that my words meant no harm.” she paused to take a glance at Gyujin, which she failed to maintain longer. She will try to be more careful with her words, it’s concerning the topic anyway. “Not much, it’s the things you’d probably expected. I personally don’t mind the postpone, but it’s not fair for the other members, to be frank. They’ve worked so hard, yet… you know the CEO’s words.”

“What I’m trying to say was, it’s never PYLB’s fault. It’s not your choice. Yet you’re getting the impact. It sucks, and I’m… sorry,” just like the past minutes, she averted her eyes. It might not be her fault, but then again she didn’t know whose to blame. If anyone, to be honest, it’s not either of them. She thought silence is always calming, but apparently not every single one is. Like this situation, where it made her felt an opposing feeling of anxiety rush instead. After she thought she couldn’t finish her sentence, Luna started off with an unrelated topic. “Um. I just finished practicing, actually.” she lied, “I’ll stuff my things and the room’s all yours.” 

Gyujin grinned at that, a small glint to his eye that told of his lack of offence towards her words. It usually took a lot more to bring him down, anyway. Particularly through the mess that was PYLB’s debut. The general public and idols alike had their fair share of adding their two cents towards that debacle. “I know. Don’t hold yourself back.” The male was all for taking a seat against the mirror for a moment, to simply listen. He hadn’t gotten the outlook of a member of ZODIAC just yet, the two groups seemed to be steering further away from each other since it all struck the fan. “You’ve all worked hard. Your promotions have seen that through. Whether you mind it or not, it’s still fucked up.”

The elder frowned at that, words stuck on the tip of his tongue. Was she seriously apologising for a situation that was beyond their control? Gyujin deliberated his choices for a moment, he wasn’t the best at comforting others. Was never forced into a situation where he had to consider as much. With an inaudible sigh, the male approached the other, to rest his hand atop her head for a moment. “This isn’t your fault, you have nothing to apologise for. In fact, I think I’m in more of a position to warrant apology. I’m sorry your debut was pushed back further,” with that, his hand dropped from her head to lay gently upon her shoulder. “Nope. Not gonna happen. We’re going to practice together, we’re not going to take it seriously, and you’re going to have fun for just a little bit. There’s no room for discussion.”

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clbmari:

well, mari isn’t going to turn down an offer twice. especially if it’s over free food. if this is what he wants to do then who is she to stop him?  “wow i’m so blessed. i get to hang out with a bunch of dogs and a free meal? what have i done to deserve someone as kind as you?” she asks, returning his dramatics by wiping away a fake tear. “you’re really just a modern day saint.” and while she is putting on a show, there’s sincerity laced in her words. she’s thankful for the outing to say the least, having gyujin pay was just the icing on the cake. “not pushy, just excited!” she protests even though he has a point. she quickly follows after him, excitement radiating off of her tiny frame. “hey, that’s not fair! you can’t just call dibs on dogs like that, like, it’s a rule or something. anyways, i’m sure there’s enough tiny puppies for the both of us too.” 

The dramatic twist of the lips came as a response, smile stretching from ear to ear as if to prove the notion of saint, even going as far as to place the backs of his fingers against the underside of his chin through aegyo. “What can I say? Angels live among us,” the smooth lilt to his tone told of his amusement; in reality, he likely would have paid kindness whether she accepted or refused the offer. The welcomed company in and of itself was enough payment, through stressful debuts and constant schedules. A change of pace was craved for in every definition of the word. He could say he was thankful, while action told more of the feeling than any struggled words could. “Fine, fine, I’ll let you fuss over one tiny dog. I’ll even let you choose which one. Maybe two, depending on how many of them there are. See, I can compromise for you!”

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clb-jieun:

A small part of his mind was hoping he wouldn’t run into any of his bandmates, staff, or persons that could potentially ruin the surprise. So, naturally, that would warrant some reaction out of him when he recognised the man approaching as none other than the leader of PYLB. “’m not cuddly though,” He hummed, unironically resting his chin into the stack of pillows to inevitably disprove his own point. “I think I’m going to dawdle some more. But you can go on ahead, Eugene.” It was only then he laid eyes on the abundance of candy the older had collected. Had he not known what extravant personalities he was faced with, he might have even been surprised at the quantity of unhealthy snacks. “Isn’t that a bit-” He’d paused for a moment to think. The mere sight of all the sugary treats made him frown, hence he didn’t want to imagine the consequences of gulping them down. “-much? Have you decided to overdose on carbohydrates?” 

The elder had to swallow down a huff of laughter at that, though failed to mask the smirk that tugged at the corners of his lips. It was hard to not react to such expression, and a part of him wanted to gather him up in the profusion of pillows he’d gathered, only to hide him away from the rest of the world. Selfish by design, in some cases. “I beg to differ. Look at you, you’re just asking for your cheeks to be pinched, aren’t you,” as if to play up to teasing further, slender fingers met with the other’s hair to ruffle the strands. The Leader had raised a brow at that, though, head tilted and on the cusp of arguing the notion. Before all attention was drawn to his own object of obsession. In truth, what started out as a plot to bask in his own character through persona, had been taken too literal through his severe sweet tooth. “Carbs? No, this is pure sugar. I won’t bloat through this; stuffing my cheeks with bread and ramen might be your carb overdose, though. Besides, this is good for positive reinforcement, too. Proactive.”

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clbhyunsoo:

A sudden realization was made after he took a clearer view of the other man. He recognized him as one of DYK’s. not only because he saw this man’s face in an article concerning his debut, but also caused by how he’s sure he had seen him somewhere before. probably they might have passed into one another when he was still a trainee at the mentioned company. but honestly, who cares? he’s out of the idol world at the moment, so he might as well just brush it off and focus on his personal mission. “C’mon, do I look shady?” if every non-living things near him could talk, they will most likely scream ‘totally’ in unison. that’s certainly not how people ask for surveys, but perhaps the man across him is too dense to notice. “Relax, it consist of only two question,” Hyunsoo said, as he thinks of a suitable starter for less than two seconds. “First of all, can I get your name?”

“Secondly, are you free this sunday?” he asked, with the corner of his lips rose into a playful grin. “Whoops, wrong question! But I’d love to hear the answer if you don’t mind.” Like what the wise says, it’s better to score a date than just a number. Well, such sayings didn’t exist, but that’s a common sense anyway.

Even Gyujin could admit he recognised the other male. Had immediately, though was far too distracted by his looks to make the connection. Though he had listened to the other’s music, was a fan of EPIX despite the differing an competing companies. They simply had a flare that appealed to him, thus was the same with their members. “I’m not the best judge of character, I feel. But, all the more reason to steal my organs, right?” There was a sickly sweet grin that followed the proposed notion, while the younger took the opportunity to slip a fresh lollipop between his lips, the white stick resting perfectly against the corner of his mouth. 

“Only two?” As if to prepare himself, he’d pushed to sit upright, head tilted. “Ah--Song Gyujin,” the male nodded with his own answer despite it sounding slightly muffled due to his candy-stuffed mouth, expectant eyes meeting the other’s. It was the next question that garnered more of a reaction from him, though, through a raised eyebrow. The sweet was slipped from between his lips, sticky remnants making them shine further. “I’m free. If you’re asking me out on a date, though, I’m expecting a plethora of red roses. I’m a classy man, you know. My poor heart isn’t so easily swayed.”

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clb-jieun:

Oftentimes, Jieun has found himself experiencing a slight mental disturbance brought on by an established, strict, unchanging routine. When nothing is out of or beyond it, the youth ends up in nervous bankruptcy. Itching for something new. And he’ll scratch that itch and be as desperate as to celebrate  — “Happy napping day!” was how he greeted most everyone around the store which he’d fled to in order to buy; pillows? Of all things. What a loser, shopping pillows for his bandmates instead of treating them to Starbucks. But no, he had to get his hands full (because who needs carts) with feather-stuffed pillows for the crew. They probably wouldn’t nap but even so much as a good ol’ pillowfight would suffice. “Nice, isn’t it? Having something to celebrate? Sort of.”

The Leader had stepped in the store with high hopes of refilling his candy stash, the majority of it being filled with lollipops of all varieties in the first place. His image demanded the hard image, something to portray a cool aura effortlessly. That, he could do, but it didn’t hurt to satisfy his sweet tooth in the process. That’s how he’d found himself with a basket full of buckets of lollipops; go hard or go home. It was the Stay Puft Man wandering the shop floor that called his attention from check out, kudos to him if it were truly a Ghostbusters cosplay, though he’d doubt it just as much he’d doubt others shared the thought. With a sigh, he approached, and allowed his chocolate hues to peek over the sunglasses that masked his identity. He’d recognised the other from the voice, and he could hardly say he was surprised by the display, despite how cute it was. “Of course, Kitten. You look a little too cuddly for my liking, though, so shall we get all of this paid for and head back?”

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clbxsebastian:

“Honestly? I am so fucking tired right now that all I want to do is be done with this so I can curl up in my bed and sleep for three days,” Sebastian said with a small smile, rolling his eyes. “Though I could go for some noodles. That sounds pretty good too, it’s been so long since I’ve had…food. Like, real food and not those low-carb protein bars.” This music show had been insane and Sebastian was ready to be done with it, though he had known what he’d signed up for when he became an idol. It was almost 5 AM and PYLB still needed to record some other stages. Coffee was starting to taste less bitter after so many cups he had to drown over.

Perhaps he’d been staring off into space, it would explain why he hadn’t heard the other approach, his widened eyes telling of his closeted shock. It was the wake up call he needed, though, as he’d remembered the numbingly cold drink in his hand. “You still eat those?” The words had been processed late, would be his excuse for a delayed response; though there was still a disbelief written over his features. “That and energy bars will be the death of you eventually, you know. Cheat a little, and go find some instant ramen.” The Leader understood why they did it, and these shows didn’t exactly help the matter. Though exhaustion and constant expectation, they were bound to it. “I’m surprised you and the other kids haven’t passed out, yet. Isn’t it way beyond your bed time?” 

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clbluna:

She could always acted like she’s okay, but there’s no way the CEO’s word didn’t get into her. she holds no grudge, not even any negative feelings, it’s more like a mix of self-doubt and disappointment. since he basically implied that ZODIAC is incompetent, and that the new boy group was better than them who had been planned far earlier. come to think about it, she hasn’t seen the said devil nor any of PYLB members. but honestly, it’s a good thing that she didn’t. Because she wouldn’t know how to face them. Like, should she say sorry? Or should she just act like nothing happened?

Just then, the door opened. Revealing a man she recognized as one of the said boy group. …what a coincidence. still not knowing what to do, Luna just stares silently at Gyujin and wait until he noticed her presence. “Took you quite a bit, huh?” she tried to sound casual, but that exactly turned the other way around with her tone and automatically glaring eyes. in reality, she could have sworn that she’s not the slightest bit angry. “Yeah, okay— alright. got it, I’m convinced. not specifically means that I want you here, but you can stay.” she joked. actually, she’s not entirely sure on whether or not he will get her humor, but she certainly wishes he does. “How’s stuff? …you know what am I talking about.”

It was likely best he hadn’t noticed the other as soon as he’d pushed himself through the door, he would have turned tail and bolted, if he had. Had been avoiding the situation like the plague, until circumstances would appear less stressful on a whole. As soon as those tired eyes of his had met the other, though, recognition was immediate, though his shock was well hidden through his mask. A common thing with the Leader, as most already knew. Instead, he’d settled through a soft smile, fingers gripping the strap of his bag. “Time to worry is when I take over completely and dance without acknowledging you entirely,” the response was easy, through a shrug of the shoulders.

With the confirmation of being able to stay, though, he’d settled his bag back down against the mirror, crouching before it to pull his multitude of water bottles from its contents. “Thanks, I feel flattered. You’re not doing anything specific here, right? We can just practice together, if you’re not. Run through a few choreographies together rather than arguing over music,” he spoke while occasionally turning to settle his eyes on hers, though it wasn’t until the question was asked, he stiffened. Of course, it was clear both DYK groups were getting the short end of the stick as of late, there was only so much that could be ignored. Gyujin rose from his crouched position to walk closer to the girl. “I... I don’t really know. It sucks, that’s for sure. We did pretty bad in debut sales, which I’m not very happy about. Everyone’s looking for an excuse to hate on us. It.. sucks, that’s all. How about you?” The male turned the question, eyebrows raised. “How’s stuff?”

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clbhyunsoo:

It didn’t take much for Hyunsoo to be involved in those painful truth or dare, as he’d willingly join even the ones with embarrassing truths and ruthless dares. Actually, it was the situation he’s in at this very moment. He passed five rounds without getting the pen pointed at him, yet once it did in the sixth round, he picked dare out of adrenaline rush. But honestly, the dare is a piece of cake. His friends pointed their finger at a certain person, and his mission is to get the person’s number by the end of the game. Of course, he could back down if he want to spare himself from being rejected, but there’s no way Hyunsoo would pass a challenge. Especially not when the pointed person looks that good.

Now here he is. Confidently making his way towards the said person and smoothly sitting across them, a pen swinging on his right hand for a split of seconds. “Hey,” he started, flashing one og his brightest smile. “I’m doing a survey here, mind answering some questions?”

There was a tiredness that saw his mindlessness as time fled behind him, head tilted back and painfully unaware of his surroundings. In fact, he had half a mind to simply fall asleep, if it wasn’t for the others around him that would occasionally shake his shoulders if he’d dozed off too heavily. It wasn’t safe to bask in dreamland, not while away from the haven of dorms and its like. Thus he simply sat there, dazed; the heat of his caffeinated drink the only thing offering him a sense of consciousness even amongst the dullness of everything else. Of course, it wasn’t until he’d noticed another sit across from him that he’d paid attention. Whether it was because he wanted to seem less embarrassingly incapable of conversation, or simply because the other male seemed far too attractive for his own good.

It took him a few moments to process what had been asked of him. Though when it did, he’d suddenly jolted, and offered a smile of his own--perhaps more of a grimace, due to the notion of his jolt sending his knee against the table in front of him. “Ah--no, I wouldn’t mind. What’s the survey for? I’m not going to be unwillingly signing off my life to some organ research, am I?”

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clb-violet:

The stoic expression on the guy in front of her was in every way a contrast to her own sunny expression. Her smile spread wide across her cheeks, eyes squinting through the large grin. With the cultural difference, it took her a year to full understand why she was called a ‘fake maknae’. She was professional when she had to be. Get her on a topic on film and her opinions on the state of KDrama, and she would be going over her thoughts without the usual bubbly personality seeping through. But these moments were often clouded by her cute and playful personality. While she was joking about how she was a usual to the company building and found herself constantly lost, this guy in front of her looked completely unphased.

“You’re not a robot sent from B&W’s dungeons to capture me now, are you? Or some insane genetically modified assassin sent by a deranged fan to kidnap me and harvest my organs to be with me forever, right?” Violet asked, attempting a more serious expression for a few seconds to see if she could crack a smile out of him. She tilted her head to the side. “I suppose I can trust you, Robo-Man. It’s best if we find a back staircase. Those go to each floor, and luckily I’m an employee here, so I do have a key.”

It wasn’t as though he tried to push this indifference onto his features, not most of the time, anyway. But rather he never paid mind to it, didn’t notice the idea unless it was addressed; even then, he found it hard to believe. Indulge his sense of humour, and you’d see otherwise, he thought. But surely that was the same for everyone. The male breathed a sigh as his doe eyes skipped around the corridors, it was embarrassing, to say the least. To get lost in a company building? The layouts weren’t built to be mazes, and yet he found himself wandering with child-like innocence, on the brink of throwing his head against a wall if he was forced to see the same artificial plants and labelled doors yet again.

“Ah, you got me. We’re planning on putting your brain in a jar and pickling it for a while. As for the rest, that’s up to my dearest master.” At that, there was a large grin that slowly crept through that previous mask, crinkling the corners of his eyes to further tell of his amusement. “I’m flattered, but I prefer ‘Mr. Robo-Man. Good, good; I’ll be forever in your debt. Makeshift I-Owe-U’s are valid, right?” He’d asked through a cocked head, stepping to the side to scan the area again. Everything looked the same. “Are we close to a staircase? I can’t tell anymore. If this were Psycho-Pass, I’d be fucked.”

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clbmari:

when faced with the prospect of cute animals, mari is incapable of saying no. it’s like kryptonite to the girl, her resolve wavering the second the other had mentioned the word ‘dog’. not that she was that tempted to say no in the first place but it’s just the principle of it all. she pretends to think about it for a second though just to tease him, lips pursed and a considering look in her eye before she breaks out laughing at gyujin’s attempt at playing nonchalance. it was such a dramatic turn from his previous childlike excitement that it just struck her as funny. “yeah, yeah mr. cool guy, i’m always down to go see dogs whether or not coffee is included. you don’t even need to pay for me, the dogs are enough.” and mari isn’t even lying. being able to be in the presence of dogs is a gift in it of itself already. “come on, lead the way! i wanna see the doggies!” she doesn’t even bother hiding her excitement, bouncing in place out of joy. 

If Gyujin had picked up on the notion she was merely teasing, he didn’t allow that to deter him from his goal. Even through the act he’d put on, as if a mask, to hide the fact he was practically melting inside with the imminent barrage of pups and dogs. He could, however, agree with the sentiment. The male wouldn’t hesitate the go to the cafe at every given chance if it meant also being able to avoid the risk of potential danger and or chance of recognition; the downside to being an idol. “I’ll pay anyway. Gives you more time with the dogs, right? Forever a nice guy, I know,” he’d spoken through an overly-dramatic smirk. Joined so quickly by a jump start to the direction of the cafe, grin wide as he slowly walked, head turned just slightly to check whether or not the other was following. “Pushy. Fine, fine, we can’t keep them waiting. I call dibs on the tiny ones, though.” 

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clb-junha:

Junha laughed at his leader, bending down to get the dropped phone. It was his fault Gyujin had dropped it in the first place. He gently placed it next to the other boy’s thigh, watching him open the gift with anticipation. Junha’s eye widened as Gyujin suddenly stood up. His smile only grew larger as the other boy quickly put on the other jacket. He figured the two of them could wear them more often, given they were in their assigned color. Sure, red or purple can get boring after a while, but at least a personalized gift will make being forced to wear the same color everyday a little bit more tolerable.

He felt his cheeks fill with color as he held onto his present. “You didn’t need to get me anything,” Junha said, slowly picking at the corner of the gift. He peeled the wrapping paper off gently, at first. As more of the present was relieve, his eyes widened and his hands frantically ripped whatever was left of the paper apart until it was just the albums in his hands. All of them signed. He had had a few of them sign already, but none of their originals like this. His mother would not let him attend those events by himself to get these. Junha’s eyes welled up. “I…” he tried to find the right words, but his mind seemed to have failed him. “These are perfect.”

It was with a breathy ‘thanks’, he’d acknowledged the return of his phone, though ultimately distracted by the gift. He’d felt a swell of affection towards the other, brightening his smile as he looked down at the jacket now draped over his torso. Glassy eyes skipping between his own article, and the matching one Junha possessed; couldn’t deny such a simply, yet thoughtful thing, nearly brought tears to his eyes. He’d held the emotion back, settling instead for a shake of the head while softened simper told of his gratitude towards the present, “Thank you for this, seriously. It means a lot.” 

Still maintaining his nervousness towards anticipated reaction to the reveal, though, saw him bouncing on the heels of his feet, cuticles nibbled on out of anxious habit. He’d often sit back in fear that he hadn’t done enough, or he hadn’t gotten the choice correct; that would be embarrassing--and with little knowledge on how to rectify it, he felt as though he was stuck between a rock and a hard place at the best of times. Though it was with a sigh of relief, he’d noticed positive reception, he’d even managed that same brightness in his smile as he cocked his head to the side, mildly amused. “I’m glad you like them. You had me kind of worried for a sec there,” the elder spoke with a huff of laughter, hand raised to ruffle the other’s hair fondly. “No tears, though. You’ll make me feel guilty. How can there be a celebration with a teary baby giant, and a mopey shorter giant, huh?”