They’ve been talking about this for ages, but they never thought that they would put it into play so soon. Eunchae thought it was an amazing idea, especially since they’ve been graced with new members —— and she and the rest of the girls wanted them to be well welcomed into the group by their fans. This was the perfect opportunity for that, as well as getting a good inside look of what they were all like when they weren’t performing in stage.
While they all had a reputation for being sexy and alluring, as well as doing things seen as controversial, especially for a girl group, in reality, they weren’t as intimidating as people make them seem to be.
While the girls were used to cameras following them around for shows and events, it was strange to see the camera crew in their living room. The key to this all was to pretend like they weren’t there, unless they had to, of course. Gripping the personal cam she carried, she turned the lens to face her, offering a wide, bubbling grin and a two-fingered salute.
“Annyeoghaseyo, fellow Aliens!” She called out into before waving her fingers. “As you all know, I am Kokoro, main vocalist and sub-dancer of Creep, and welcome to CreepTV! Today is my day, and I really hope you enjoy our showing! Now, let’s see what the other girls are up to, yeah?”
With that, she turned the camera around once more, only to stop for a moment on her way out of her room. Laughing, she picked up a pair of jeans that was left folded at the corner of her desk. “Look it here, guys! Koemi unnie probably dropped this off for me not too long ago.” Holding up the article of clothing, she showed the camera the different drawings and messages scribbled on the fabric in different colored sharpies. “These are my favorite pair. I once drew on them out of boredom while sitting in traffic and the rest of the girls joined me. Now, we pass it around to add little pieces.”
There’s a fond smile on her lips at the thought, hooking her hair behind an ear. “I’m running out of room on it, though. I think it may be time for a new one.”
Laughing to herself once more, her hand appeared on the frame as she opened the door and entered the hall. “Let’s see if anyone else is home. Unnies! Soo-yah!” She called out throughout the dorm, skipping down the hall. Her intentions was to direct the camera to the first to respond.
It was the sound of familiar voices coming from the kitchen that had drawn her attention, once more bringing her camcorder up. There were several other cameras, manned by the crew, following her movement to catch different angles. Light steps carried her forward, and she found Koemi in the kitchen – starting up a dinner for the rest of the girls, and their maknae, Soo, sitting at the counter.
Holding the camera up, she continued to creep forward on silent steps. So far, Koemi and Soo seemed to be oblivious to her arrival as they continued to chat among themselves. Koemi moved from the stove and toward the fridge, pulling the ice box open to pull something out.
In that moment, Soo slid down from her chair and crossed the kitchen toward the stove. Eunchae bit down on her lower lip in an attempt to swallow her laughter. And, just as Soo was about to pop the wooden spoon in her mouth, Eunchae stepped out from her hiding spot.
“What are you doing, Soo-yah!”
The sudden outburst caused their maknae to jump back in surprise, a loud scream escaping her as the spoon fell on the floor. Her body had bowed forward, as if some killer had just jumped out with an attempt to attack her rather than their second-youngest and overly mischievous vocalist.
“Eunchaeee! Why would you do this to me?” The other whined out, cheeks puffed out and feet stomping in small waddles on the floor. Walking over, she draped herself on the blonde’s shoulder, head hanging forward in grief. “What a waste …. “
Laughing loudly, Eunchae turned the camera’s attention forward for a close up to Soo’s face, a grin spread across her features. “Aw, don’t be like that!”
“Did you catch her trying to sneak a peek on today’s dinner?” Sunhwa spoke up from her spot on the couch, head turned over to look in their direction. There was an amused smile on her face, a piece of chocolate mid-air, seconds from being popped into her mouth.
Koemi whirled around the moment the spoon hit the ground, hands placed on her hips in a scolding manner. “If you’re going to keep trying to pull this off, you’re not allowed in the kitchen with me anymore when I’m cooking. And Sunhwa! Stop eating that, you’re gonna ruin your appetite!” Puffing out her cheek, the leader shook her head at them, moving over to return to the stove, defiantly refusing to clean up the mess.
Soo mumbled out an apology as she went for a paper towel, wetting it, and bending over to mop up the mess, Eunchae’s ‘yes mom’ in the background earning a small snort from her.
“Guys!” Banjee called out, throwing a playful glare in their direction. “I can’t hear the T.V.!” And, as if to add emphasis, turned up the volume.
