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fmdjiah:

There’s a certain stiffness whenever someone new appears in her doorstep. Not uncomfortable, because Jiah wouldn’t invite people she’s not fond of over to her apartment. It’s more about the discovery of a new place and understanding where to touch and where to step so nothing in the room will be disturbed. She’s glad that Mia is over that phase and apparently knows her way around Jiah’s apartment just as well as any of her friends who stop by often enough. “Everything in excess will make you feel like you’re dying,” she says because it’s true but it’s amusing if she’s honest, and she lets out a chuckle, “though I must admit I’ve never seen anyone turning green for any reason, and I’ve seen some weird stuff in the industry,” Jiah says with a bit of a laugh. She feels the smell of the food as soon as Mia places everything on the counter and she feels her stomach grumble.

It’s funny actually, how Mia looks so comfortable going around her kitchen, taking what they’ll need and everything. That’s why Jiah just decides to lean back against the counters and let her do her thing. There was no need of two people to handle the utensils and the glasses, “you really know what you’re looking for, huh. I feel like I haven’t drunk wine in the longest time now,” she says with a delighted sigh. Mia had a point. They both were busy with schedules recently but better that way than not having anything to work on, at least. She keeps a close look on the glass and it started filling. She held up her hand to tell Mia to stop pouring and the cup is not even a third filled but Jiah’s purpose tonight is not to get drunk but to enjoy the company. “You’re looking bright despite everything, Youngmi-ah,” she says offhandedly. Maybe because she’s younger than Jiah, the comment comes out so easily. Jiah forgets easily how much time has passed since her debut but seeing fresh faces like Mia’s is a welcome reminder, “how is life? Are you doing well? I feel like I haven’t asked you basic questions like that for a while now.”

“That’s a pretty morbid way of looking at things. I like to live by the phrase ‘I’m here for a good time, not a long time’.” Which was pretty morbid itself, but it was a lot less dreary than Jiah’s. Or at least that was how Youngmi felt about it. “I for one am glad that you haven’t seen anyone turn green. It makes me feel better about not having seen it for myself either.” The younger idol let out a small chuckle at her own little joke, comfortably making her way around Jiah’s apartment. She had been there more times than she could count on all of the fingers on both of her hands and all of the toes on both of her feet. Being around her company senior was like being around an older sister - comforting and familiar. While she did love her older half brother, there was still a little bit of unresolved tension between them because of their father and Youngmi’s mother. With Jiah, there wasn’t any tension or disagreements, just positivity and pseudo-familial love, and she was just happy that she was able to experience that with someone.

“How long has it been?” The younger woman wasn’t much of a drinker herself, but she did like to treat herself to a glass of wine at the end of a busy and hectic, schedule filled day. Which, as of late, tended to be almost everyday. It seemed as though BC Entertainment were dead set on running her into a hole. She figured she should be glad that they were pouring so much time and effort into her career, and that she was doing noticeable well compared to a lot of rookies and even some of her seniors. She just couldn’t find it in herself to be excited about it. Maybe she had to give it more time. She raised an eyebrow when Jiah stopped her. “Taking it easy tonight, unnie?” She joked, moving on to fill up her own glass, a good bit more than halfway filled. She hesitated, before completely filing her own with a wine. “Do I? It’s the skincare regime BC put me under,” she said, her voice a little deadpan. She wished she felt as good as she supposedly looked. “I could say the same about you, unnie. But then again, you always look great. Life has been.. Busy, that’s for sure.. Very busy.”

#❮ thread ☞ jiah. ❯#queued

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#❮ post ☞ face. ❯#❮ era ☞ love u. ❯

@fmdtaeyong

Despite it still being one of the warmest months of the year, that didn’t translate fairly well into the weather at that particular time of day. It was late at night, or early in the morning depending on one’s view of things. Youngmi tended to see it as late at night because most of the time when she’s up at that kind of hour, she hadn’t gone to sleep at all. It was after two in the morning, much closer to three if Youngmi was properly keeping track of time in her mind. There was a harsh breeze that swept through the air, blowing her hair across her face and causing her to hug her hooded sweatshirt tighter around her torso. “You didn’t tell me it would be this chilly out tonight,” she mumbled to Ash while they walked down the deserted street towards their usual convenience store hangout.

She wasn’t sure who had started their late night convenience store runs, but they had quickly become one of her favorite times of the week. It wasn’t an everyday occurrence, they were lucky if they could make it happen once or twice a week, but she cherished those few hours with the idol she had come to see as a good friend. “Have you been really busy lately?” She asked after a few moments of silence had passed between the two of them, trying to make conversation. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”

#❮ thread ☞ ash. ❯#fmdtaeyong #hope this is alright!

fmdjiah·:

Jiah is a little bit biased. Not that she expected to turn out this way. Mia was new in BC and she had just managed to debut too and things could easily become overwhelming as one knows. When they first met though, Jiah had this urge to look after the new kid who was so talented and so sweet. She genuinely enjoyed the younger’s company and the feeling was reciprocated which only meant that they were allowed these little moments of peace. Most of the time, there is food involved. Either Jiah will reach out to her and bake her sweet goods or they’ll share proper meals, all as an excuse to just spend some time venting to each other about life and work.

She could only be happy that they finally managed to settle a date for it at least. Jiah has the brightest smile on when she opens the door to welcome Mia, “who doesn’t love chicken?” she answers playfully and moves aside so Mia can get in, “make yourself comfortable, you know the way around,” she closes the door behind the younger girl and heads back to her kitchen. There was nothing messy about her apartment (of course, since she knew she was going to have a visitor), except for the mess in her kitchen to which she had no excuses for it, “don’t mind the mess, I’m cleaning this up. Can I offer you anything to drink?”

Youngmi took a moment to step out of her shoes, bending down to neatly place them near the front door, before stepping farther into the older idol’s home. She immediately made a beeline for the kitchen, chuckling at her senior’s playful answer. “You’d be surprised. I’ve met quite a few people who can’t stand the taste of chicken. One of my childhood friends actually ate chicken so much that it makes her sick now, even just smelling it. I didn’t really believe her at first.. That is until someone had chicken around her the last time we hung out. When I tell you her face literally turned green.. I thought that was something that only happened in cartoons.” She laughed as she set the bags on the kitchen counter, turning to the cabinets so she could grab a few plates and glasses for their drinks.

“Pfft, don’t worry about it.” She politely waved off her explanation for the mess; her home definitely wasn’t as messy as others that Youngmi had seen throughout her years. “No need, unnie. I’ve got all the drinks we need.” She patted her hand against the wine bottle she had pulled out of one of the bags, giving her a smile. “We’ve both been really busy lately, so I figured that this is something that we both desperately need.” While Youngmi wasn’t much of a conversationalist, she felt comfortable with Jiah. More than enough to be able to talk freely and comfortably with her. She opened the top on the wine bottle, pouring herself a hefty amount into her glass, before she began to fill up Jiah’s. “Tell me when,” she joked, letting the red liquid pour into the glass without hesitation.

#❮ thread ☞ jiah. ❯

fmddojun·:

youngmi was one of the ore tolerable siblings that dojun had. with how existentially and furiously his father liked to sow his seed around with various women as though marriage didn’t tie him down. dojun found it hilarious that youngmi’s mother had foolishly tied herself to someone who wasn’t going to change his love for women at all. she was a dumb woman–dojun thought with a roll of his eyes. not that he actually pitied her or anything, it was rather contrary to the entire issue–he just didn’t give two flying fucks about what she or his old man did.

the only person that he felt was worth his consideration recently, was his younger half sister, who, as proud as he was of her, released a single most recently as a soloist. the only point of issue that he couldn’t really understand as her older brother, that is– was the fact that there were so many men in her music videos, and fine, while his sister looked perfectly fine, he wasn’t that ready to witness people feasting their eyes off his half sibling as though she was a meat ready to be hung, dried and sold.

“explain thyself.” he’s holding a spatula with an apron around his waist, having been flipping pancakes for the beginning half of the day the moment he knew that youngmi was coming over to his place. “who are those things that were dancing with you and putting their hands all over you?!” he shrieked like a mother ready to chide a wayward child, the scent of blueberries and pancakes wafting through the air deliciously. “no pancakes until you answer the question!” he exclaimed childishly, whacking the flimsy spatula around as he eyed his younger sibling carefully. “you know that if anyone wants your hand in marriage or to even date a fraction of you, they’d have to go through serious vetting by the one and only person qualified to test them for their seriousness and love for you–me. got that?”

Dojun’s obvious disdain for Youngmi’s mother had put a little bit of a strain on the half-siblings’ relationship with one another. Not particularly because of Dojun’s hatred of her mother, but because Youngmi felt as though he hated her mother more than he loved his own sister, which rubbed her the wrong way. It was a topic of conversation that they rarely breached, mostly due to the fact that Youngmi was not a confrontational or argumentative person in the slightest. While she had a witty mouth and tongue that could run with the best of them and throw verbal shots just as well as the next person, she didn’t like resorting to that way of communication. She would rather just ignore the elephant in the room and focus on building up her bond with her older half brother.

It was a little odd having him play the protective older brother role, especially because it wasn’t something she experienced until recently when they started to build up their bond with one another. She found it amusing though, and endearing. It was nice having something normal between them, something that a lot of siblings experience with one another. That being said, personally, she didn’t find any issue with the music video or the choreography that went along with her latest single, Love U. It was a fun dance track that, even though she hated to admit it, was catchy as hell. If BC Entertainment did one thing, it was give her good songs to promote and perform. She had enjoyed all of the music she released so far, which she knew she was lucky for.

“Thyself?” She snorted, rolling her eyes. “I didn’t know we stepped back into the Shakespearean era, oppa. Those things aren’t things - they’re my dancers, and their hands weren’t ‘all over me’. We were just dancing.” She thought back to the choreography, mentally going through the steps that involved her male dancers, but couldn’t really see or remember anything that was too hands on. Youngmi rolled her eyes, more so out of embarrassment than frustration though. “Oh, stop it, oppa.. No one’s really interested in me like that. You don’t have to worry about anyone asking for my hand in marriage or wanting to date me,” she let out a laugh. “Can we eat now, please?”

#❮ thread ☞ dojun. ❯

fmdheesung:

heesung let out a decent chuckle at her reply to him. shaking his head he was not good with compliments, so he was a bit taken aback by it and the current discussion about him. heesung’s face never left the shade of pink that was on his cheeks. heesung did a small bow with a nervous chuckle. the host noticed how pink heesung’s cheeks were and chuckled himself. “What’s wrong heesung? you’re all red”

hearing the host he hid his face behind one of the people beside him again a bit embarrassed. “Within Knight, i’m not usually the one who’s the ideal type” heesung stated simply. it wasn’t that he wasn’t popular, he just wasn’t the most popular in the group. not by a long shot.

Despite the smile that lingered on her lips as the conversation continued on and on, much to her discontent, Youngmi couldn’t help but feel as though she were dying on the inside. She wished that she would have never given an answer to the question that was posed, especially if it meant avoiding the awkwardness that was currently ensuing. She felt really bad; not just because she was being targeted and hounded, but because she had somehow roped Heesung into it as well. She hoped that the embarrassment he seemingly felt was more so due to the compliments than him being humiliated.

“I’m sure that’s not true,” she spoke up without realizing it, almost immediately regretting not being able to bite her tongue. She might not have had a serious crush on him, but she hadn’t been lying when she said that he was one of the members that caught her eye more often than not when it came to the members of Knight. “I think there are a lot of girls who have been enamored with you, Sunbaenim.” She offered him a kind smile. “You mean like you, Mia-ssi?” One of the hosts asked, and she pressed her face into her hands, trying to ignore the laughter that ensued.

#❮ thread ☞ heesung. ❯

Hey everyone! I’m so sorry for disappearing for so long, but things were a little hectic OOC lol

I ended up having to quarantine for the past two weeks because someone at my job tested positive for the virus. Some relatives of mine have a little cabin that they don’t really use often, so I spent my time quarantining there. It’s in a wooded area, so the wifi connection was pretty much nonexistent, so that’s why I wasn’t able to get online or message anyone. I got tested once my quarantine was over and luckily my test results came back negative, so I’m safe!

I’ll be doing replies and messaging people back today!

#❮ post ☞ ooc. ❯#you really don't have to read this but it's just an explanation #as to why i went MIA

I’m not one to clog up the dash, but I thought I’d make this little starter call for everyone I don’t have a thread with yet. I’m off to work for the next several hours (rip Mads) so please like this call and I’ll get your starter posted when I get home!

#❮ post ☞ ooc. ❯#I'll delete this once it gets a good amount of notes!#Until then feel free to like as much as you'd like #If you have multiple muses you can like from those blogs too!#fmdcall

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fmdheesung:

heesung loved and hated variety shows. yes, they did their job when it came to showing good sides of idols to their fans. but the questions they got were always the strangest. when Youngmi was asked the question, he just knew that he’d be asked it next no matter what he answer was. he had a list of his friends that he rotated around so no one believed that he was dating any of the girls he named. he said these friends partly because he did believe they were pretty and if he was interested in actively dating, he wouldn’t be disgusted by the idea.

hearing her answer, his face changed to a deep red and playfully hid behind one of his members. but unfortunately with his height it didn’t do anything for him. heesung politely bowed towards her. “T-thank you. are your eyes ok?” heesung teased shoving his hands in his pockets. there weren’t many people who stated that he was their ideal type. most of the time he was just a sarcastic ass, why would anyone have a type that did that?

The laughter that ensued between the other guests and the hosts made Youngmi internally cringe, the amount of attention being placed on her making her even more uncomfortable with the whole situation. It was incredibly hard to make and keep eye contact with Heesung after what she said, especially because she wasn’t sure how he would react. Luckily, he didn’t seem to be in the mood to tease her - or so she thought until she heard his question. “I have twenty-twenty vision,” she retorted with a short laugh. That only brought about even more laughter from the others.

“What about Heesung-ssi makes him your ideal type?” One of the hosts pressed, coaxing an exasperated sigh from Youngmi. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how one would look at it, they all assumed it was a crush induced sigh of admiration. “Um..” She scrambled to get her thoughts together. In all honesty, she didn’t really have an ideal type. At least not one that she could pinpoint. She had been attracted to a wide range of people throughout her years, her ideal type was all over the place. “He’s a good leader to his group. I like his singing and rapping voice.. He’s very handsome and tall too.” That should’ve been good enough, right? She hoped so.

#❮ thread ☞ heesung. ❯

@fmdjiah

There weren’t many people that Youngmi felt one hundred percent comfortable with. Her laidback and cool demeanor had proven in the past to be a pretty big deterrence for the people who were ever interested in befriending her. She’d be lying if she said it didn’t bother her in the past. That in the past she didn’t crave friendship, and to a certain extent she still did, but she refused to be someone that she wasn’t just for the sake of friendships. She was already forced to be someone she wasn’t out in the public eye, she didn’t want to have to keep up that persona in the privacy of her own personal relationships.

Which was why she vibed so well with her senior label mate, Jiah. The older idol never expected much from her, only that she be herself when they were hanging out, and that was super refreshing. Especially when her schedules were so packed like they were that month. That was why she was so desperate for their little girls’ night that had been planned (and postponed) for weeks. She stood outside of Jiah’s apartment, a bag of takeout and a bottle of wine in one hand, while she knocked with the other. When the door opened, she gave Jiah a small smile. “Hey, unnie. I hope you like chicken,” she joked, holding up the bag of takeout.

#❮ thread ☞ jiah. ❯#fmdjiah

Hey guys! Just a little ooc post to let you know that I’ve made a disc/rd for easier plotting and headcanoning and such. If you’d like to add me, my tag is mads#5441 or you can just like this post and I’ll message you for your tag!

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@fmdheesung

Going on variety shows was one of the many tasks that Youngmi found to be rather tedious. All of the questions were always the same; Who is in your inspiration in the industry? Who do you want to collaborate with? What’s your diet and exercise regime? And perhaps her least favorite of them all; Who’s your ideal type? It was a question she avoided as much as possible for two reasons. One being that it was no one’s business who she found attractive and what happened within the privacy of her love life. And two being that she didn’t want to run the risk of being romantically connected, or worse, shipped with a male idol. She knew that fans could be ruthless when it came to their idols being romantically involved with someone, especially if they were male idols. But alas, it wasn’t like she had much of a choice when it came down to it.

She felt like all eyes were on her - probably because they were. “Um..” The question had been posed yet again, and this time the hosts just weren’t letting up. Pestering and badgering her until she finally gave them something. “This is a little embarrassing..” She murmured, her face turning red from humiliation, although she was sure the other people on the set would chalk it up to her being shy. “I’ve actually always admired Heesung sunbaenim.” Her eyes shifted to the male idol who was also guesting on the show for that episode. “Knight’s one of my favorite boy groups, and I’ve admired him since debut.”

#❮ thread ☞ heesung. ❯#fmdheesung

@fmddojun

Youngmi’s relationship with Dojun was a rather strange on. While she loved her brother and would do almost anything for him, there was an obvious disconnect there between them. She knew that it had more to do with her mother and their father than anything else, but she couldn’t help but want a closer bond with him. It had gotten a lot better as they grew older and Youngmi cut off most, if not all, contact with her mother. She tried her best to reach out and connect with him whenever she could, even amidst her busy schedule, because she felt as though it were one of the few aspects of her life that she could actually control for the most part. She had been trying to schedule some sort of time spent with her older brother for quite some time, but with both of their schedules being filled to the brim, it wasn’t easy. She was finally able to get a few hours with him during one of their slower days.

Unfortunately for Youngmi, it wasn’t her best day. She felt bloated and fatigued, and didn’t want to get out of bed, but she managed to pull herself together enough to get showered and dressed in her comfiest sweatpants before going over to Dojun’s house. Currently, she was sitting on Dojun’s couch, her legs tucked underneath her as they talked. “Oppa,” a term of endearment she had only became comfortable enough to use with him in the past few years, “do you have anything to drink? Tea or water?”

#❮ thread ☞ dojun. ❯#fmddojun