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( ‘ the question causes junghan to falter, wondering if luhan is messing with him and if he should confess. but he doesn’t sound like he is teasing him at all. ) “just stuff. like.. blood type. ideal type. what lines you have in your songs. fans stuff.” ( ‘ he tries to breeze over it, brush easily. it wasn’t like he was a saesang. he simply followed (re)wind. ) “ah–” ( ‘ panic flooded right through him, eyes widened and lips parted. his whole body swiveled to look towards luhan. that wasn’t what he meant at all. ) “i just– i mean– because–” ( ‘ his mind couldn’t settle on an answer. ) “i’m his leader and he-he-he might lose resp– make fun of m– wouldn’t it be-be weird for him? because you-you two are friends. it would be weird. he-he might feel weird.” ( ‘ every stammer and stutter made his heart race faster and his eyes burned with tears in his panic. he was going to ruin this. luhan was going to think badly of him and tell junhoe. ) “i didn’t mean to– to ask you that.”

#( junghan. )#( p:search party )#'tf have i done'

( luhan frozes in his spot and just stares. } “oh my god...” { his first reaction was to look around, make sure no one was looking at them. what would happen if word got around about him making a rookie cry just for his own amusement? his laugh is akward as he scratches the back of his neck } “j-junghan-ie...” { luhan starts out slowly, hesitantly reaches out to pat the older0s back. this was not the reaction he was expecting. } “i’m just playing. i won’t say anything if you don’t want me to. i know you didn’t mean that.” { he looks at junghan in the eyes, takes a deep breath and flashes him his best smile. ‘how is this kid the leader?’ is all that goes through his mind. } “don’t cry, okay?”

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stress;;

Looking back on it, Lina would blame her actions on pettythings: she was tired that day, she had a headache and couldn’t think straight,it was too cold outside. It was strange; she eventually found herself sayingthings she didn’t really mean and agreeing to things she knew she shouldn’t do.In the end, she told herself that it was probably some sick Real Entertainmentplan to create rumors and encourage promotions. After all, she consideredherself too smart to get caught up with boys who worked in the same industry shedid—much less one from a senior idol group in her own company.

It was chilly and windy that day. Lina bumped into—literally bumped into—Luhan on the side streetoutside Real headquarters as she was walking to a nearby convenience store topick up a few drinks for dinner. She was too engrossed in checking her phone and immediately fell into a ninety-degree angle bow when she saw that it was Luhan who she’d crashed into. A mortified blush crept onto Lina’s cheeks. She’dgreeted Luhan a few times at Real, but this was not how she wanted to encounter him again. He was her sunbaenim; she respected re(wind) to much to think that music gods like them should ever have to acknowledge inexperienced rookies like her. “I’m so sorry,” she exclaimed, bowing again and nervously patting his coat sleeve to make amends. Then, she cursed herself for touching him. Who did she think she was? Lina ducked her head again. “Hi Luhan sunbaenim,” she continued.“How are you?

#( playlist. )#i wanted to reply. but im going to a party right now #i'll try to reply everything tomorrow #try bc im going out of town tomorrow lmao why am i so bussy

(re)wind had just finished their schedule for the day, and their had van dropped Luhan off a few blocks near the Real headquartes at his managers request. He was reminded (more like reprimanded) for the 100th time not to eat only when he felt like he’s about to faint. He walked out of the store, in fact, empty handed.

It was a bit past midday, and the weather was starting to get cooler outside. He had always been more of a spring boy, but winter wasn’t so bad. Enjoying the weather, he took his time walking back to the company in an effort to enjoy it more. It was while he was nearing the Real building that someone bumped into him -it felt almost as if it had been on purpose- Luhan frowns at the shorter girl. He had been working non-stop for the last couple of weeks and gotten scolded by their manager no more than twenty minutes ago. It was frustrating when all he wanted was to have some time to relax. He knew he could just keep on walking and ignore this happened, but as annoyed as he was, he wasn’t going to let this ruin his day - after all before bumping into the rookie he had gone back to a good mood and intented to keep it that way. “Hey... Ko Lina-ssi, right?” he answers, casual, the tips of his lips curving slightly “I’m okay, and you?”

#( lina. )#( p:stress )

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A chuckle escapes past Junhoe’s lips at the mention of Luhan bragging about him. “What? You can’t do that already because I’m a rookie?” He knows that considering where their friendship started, the paths they’ve taken have gone in completely different directions. He also knows that it’s strange for Luhan to have him as a hoobae, even if it doesn’t affect their friendship. “Maybe you should work harder.” The boy says, voice haughty as he faces Luhan. “Then I’ll be the one to brag about you.”

#( junhoe. )#did...junhoe...just laughed???#if u think about it makes sense that they never talk to eachother when theres cameras around #bc then they would have to use formal speach and that would be weird af

luhan nods his head, trying to keep his expression as serious as posible “that’s right. if you suddenly make a mistake, how would that make me look?” a laugh finally makes it past his lips, and that’s the moment he realizes how much he likes and how easy is to talk to junhoe. wished they’d at least ended up in the same agency. he looks at junhoe with feigned offense “yah! i work just hard enough. i’m already handsome, talented and charming. if i try any harder it would be too unfair for the rest of my group.”

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His reaction was far from what she had hoped for and differed greatly from what Jieun considered normal – not that no one had ever refused an offer from her, just not something as mundane as food in a situation in which everyone else ate. It was alarming, giving rise to a worry within her that she couldn’t quite explain, which manifested itself in her knitted brows.

Not one to give up easily when things were important, she lightly shook her head before gesturing towards the table, not as full as before, since the others were devouring their fair share of what had been provided, but still decked with plenty of different food choices, on diet or not. “Even if you aren't feeling hungry, your body probably is by now.” Narrowing her eyes ever so slightly, she allowed a small pout to form on her lips before she went on. “I mean, we’ve spent the entire day together, I know that you haven’t eaten enough yet.” Once again, she gestured towards the table, the look in her eyes expectant, but the tone of her voice almost pleading. “You should just try something. You’ll feel better afterwards; revitalized. Believe me.”

#( jieun. )#( p:let's go! )

if this were a different situation and conversation, luhan would have found the older’s pout adorable and he would start using aegyo, start playing around. but this was not a conversation he liked to have, much less with so many people and cameras around, so instead all he feels is a light pang of annoyance and anxiety. why couldn’t she just ignore it? pretend she didn’t notice? like the agency did, like the rest of (re)wind did.

“it’s alright, noona.” he tries again, not looking at the table but focusing on jieun’s eyes. he gives her a soft flick on the forehead, wanting to make her think he’s already regained all his energy and relaxed, not tired and feeling like he might pass out any minute now “i know how my body works, trust me.” luhan makes sure to emphasize those last two words, giving her the best charming smile he can manage at the moment. “i eat more than enough. i’m just not hungry today, that’s all.”

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( ‘ his heart was fluttering in his chest with each lingering glance, passing smile, brief connection. eyes widened as luhan seemed to compliment himself and that caused junghan’s laughter to bubble up easily. ) “i.. i guess we do.” ( ‘ his shoulder shrug up, body swaying with the shove and he laughs a fraction easier; warmer. eyes crinkled as he glanced over at luhan. only for his expression to pale, lips part and eye wide. ) “no, i wouldn’t. luhan-sunbae is my favourite. i know everythi-” ( ‘ he cut himself off, growing red and expression growing shy, creased as he turned away to hide. composing himself quickly. ) “luhan-sunbae is the one i know the most about.” ( ‘ that sounded minutely better than ‘everything’. fingers rub circles into the back of his neck and he laughs, abashedly. glancing at luhan. ) “you’re not going to tell junhoe, are you? he’s very blunt. he might.. make it seem weird.”

#( junghan. )#( p:search party )

( luhan sits comfortably in the couch, nodding every now and then. talking to junghan proves to be refreshing, not that he doesn’t enjoy talking to the rest of (re)wing but treating with the same people all the time could get dull.) “really? what kind of stuff do you know?” ( he rests his head in his hand, and his arm in one of the couch arms. the question is supposed to be casual, no teasing in his tone of voice or expressions. ) “you‘re asking me to keep a this a secret from my friend?” ( luhan questions, cheeks puffed and feigning disbelief ) “you’ve got some nerve. is being a fan of rewind something to be ashamed of?” ( biting his toungue, luhan tries his best not to laugh. )

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( ‘ every little cute expression is not missed by junghan. his heart lightly fluttered with the way luhan laughed so mirthfully at the compliment. a warm curve on his own lips, eyes crinkled happily as he chuckled softly himself. ) “maybe. one day. with.. with junhoe’s help. and the other members.” ( ‘ he truly wanted luhan to like him and if anything he said got back to junhoe, he wanted there to be only good words. a nervous glance, features heated when suddenly luhan is leaned in so close. his breath caught in his throat. fingers tugged at the knees of his jeans as he squirmed, eyes wide and turning to look at the younger. ) “huh?” ( ‘ the proximity caused him to swallow and pull away. a shy nod. ) “i.. i’m a fan… of rewind… sunbae-nims..” ( ‘ he managed out slowly. blushing and rubbing the back of his neck. ) “my favourite member?” ( ‘ trying to drag it out. god, if this got around. he shyly motions to luhan. ) “luhan-sunbae. he’s talented, tall and handsome.” ( ‘ unable to stop the embarrassed laugh, cheeks blushed and eyes curved happily as he glanced to luhan. he really didn’t know how this grown boy could be so handsome and cute at once. )

#( junghan. )#( p:search party )

( he pays extra attention to junghan’s expressions now that they’re faces are so close, a sweet smile playing on his lips. ) “i’m sure that with junhoe’s help you’ll get there.” ( luhan replies solemn, very confident in his friend’s skill. bitting on his lower lip, luhan supresses a laugh at junghan’s nerves, he was having way too much fun teasing the older. he thought about stopping, but his reactions were very amusing ) “i guess we have that in common. i also think luhan-ssi is very talented and handsome.” ( he leans back on the coach with a pleased laugh, giving junghan a playfull shove. if he was honest, talking to the older felt like he was having some sort of fanmeeting. ) “you’re not just saying that because i was the one who asked, right? if someone else asks you won’t change your answer?”

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“hey, hyung, watch this.” { * taehyung nudges his group member and nods towards the television, where one of re(wind)’s past performance is playing. } “seriously? i’ve seen better,” { * taehyung scoffs to himself, arms folded as he judges the performance with a critical eye. he’s very well aware that a$ap is sharing a waiting room with the said group, but he could barely care less. } “oh, wait, fuck, was that too loud?” { * he asks, watching a member - luhan, was it? - approach him. the only way he recognised the other was because he’d seen fans on the gossip websites comparing them and practically starting a huge fanwar. he didn’t care much for it, since he could very honestly say, that luhan guy was nothing compared to him. }

#( taehyung. )#( p:petty children )#lmao luhan would normally just act like he didn't hear anything #but he's tired and thats when he gets special lol #luhan is thinking something along the lines of 'bitch say what'

( (re)wind had some free time before their turn to get on stage, meanwhile the members who wanted to play were playing, the ones who wanted to eat were eating and such. then there was luhan, trying to sneak in some sleep. it was one of their old song that snapped him from his haze. ) “ohh... i didn’t remember that stage.” ( he speak while walking towatds the t.v. he stops when he heards -taehyung, was it?- criticize their performance. luhan side-eyes the other -more like glares- but doesn’t say anything. )

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Junhoe nods along with Luhan’s words as they sit on the paved steps. His eyes trail along the trees swaying in the wind, enjoying the tranquil scene while he had the time. The boy knew the feeling of exhaustion well after schedules, but he also knew the happiness it brought. Being busy meant being wanted.

At Luhan’s shove, Junhoe gives the boy a frown, ignoring his grimace of disgust. “Of course I’m working hard.” He scoffs, rolling his eyes. “I’ve gotta prove I belong in the team.”

#( junhoe. )#luhan is so mean towards the rest of agent8 wtf ;;;#like he literally doesn't give a shit about them

“mhm.” luhan looks at junhoe with narrowed eyes, scrunching up his nose and lips pressed together “you better. that way i can brag about you being my friend.” he says in what sounds a lot like a scolding, but when has luhan ever been scary or intimidating? however, luhan really would like to meet junhoe more during schedules, he wondered if it would’ve been easier for the two of them to meet more often if junhoe had debuted solo, as originally intended.

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( ‘ every part of junghan was strung out with nerves as he accepted the seat next to luhan on the couch. ) “i–” ( ‘ god, he nearly sad. ‘know’. ) “i thought you two were the same age.” ( ‘ he catches himself quickly, smiling and rubbing the back of his neck. nodding as he listened to luhan. trying to keep his gaze away. ) “ah.. so a long time..” ( ‘ fingers curled tugged, fretted over the hems and loose strands of his shirt. eyes averted and cheeks flushed when luhan laughs, and that cute tone he uses makes junghan squirm. ) “you do. but you’re talented too. rewind is much bigger. they’ve been around since i started training.” ( ‘ his voice was flitted with lightness, excitement as he spoke and as soon as he noticed, he grew embarrassed. he didn’t want to bother junhoes friend with his fandom. it would bother junhoe, wouldn’t it? ) “i mean, everyone knows rewind. sunbae’s have been everywhere.” ( ‘ he bites down on a smile, eyes curving. a flickered glance at luhan and he averts his gaze again. )

#( junghan. )#( p:search party )#he does it all in porpuse lmao #ok. but luhan loves doing aegyo ??? so much ???

( luhan nods his head, instead of looking at junghan now he’s looking ahead ) “you could say. i was born late in november, so we’re almost the same age.” ( he makes sure to pay attention to whatever junghan say’s, a small pout forming on his lips while doing so. the pout is soon replaced with a silly smile when he recognizes the excitement in the olders tone, luhan loves compliments very much. ) “if you work hard you’ll reach the same level soon, i’m sure.” ( he doesn’t know if he actually means that or not, but he really likes the idea of sharing the same stage with junhoe. luhan turns to look at junghan once again, leaning in a little more closer than necessary. starts using aegyo once again ) “are you a fan of (re)wind? who’s your favourite member?”

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It wasn’t until Luhan actually asked him if he’d just performed that the wave of exhaustion hits Junhoe. He’s sure that his sweat had drenched his hair and clothes at this point, but the urge to take a breather outside was too much. So he simply nods at the other boy’s question, before pointing his chin forward, urging Luhan to walk with him.

They fall in step beside each other easily, though not for long seeing as the exit was already close. Once Junhoe breathes in the fresh air, he languidly takes a seat on the cement steps outside the door without a word. Resting his arms on his knees, the boy turns to meet Luhan’s eye. “How have you been?” It was pretty unusual for him to start conversation, but with Luhan having been a friend of his for so long, Junhoe didn’t think much of it.

#( junhoe. )#i'll cry when that happens

luhan takes a seat next to junhoe, smiles when their eyes meet. he liked having this kind of easy conversation. a overdramatic sigh “schedules have been as exhausting as ever, apart from that, everything’s cool.” he replies, smiling yet again. talking to junhoe was easy, they didn’t need to keep up appearences or worry about giving a bad impressions “what about you? are you working hard?”he playfully shoves junhoe’s shoulder, soon srunching his face in disgust remebering how the younger was covered up in sweat.

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( ‘ the longer luhan takes, the faster junghan’s heart beats and the more his cheeks begin to burn up. the realization that he was talking to someone he was a fan of seeped in slowly. eyes widened as he listens to the youngers answer. ) “ah, yeah. that makes sense. i know junhoe’s schedule too.” ( ‘ his brow knitted at his own words. what was he even trying to say? ‘oh i stalk both of you. its for fun.’ he swallowed. ) “do i want a s-seat?” ( ‘ his heart raced a little faster, realizing he now sounded like a parrot. a stuttering parrot.) “ah– yeah. okay.” ( ‘ was his hasty and thoughtlessly reply, rubbing his arm as he moved to take a seat before hesitating on which one to take and how close he should sit to luhan. ) “so.. so how did you and junhoe meet? i met him when he joined my group. he’s younger than me. it’s good having him in the group.” ( ‘ trying to cover his panic over seat selection, by rambling. junghan awkwardly smiled, eyes curving faintly. ) “i like junhoe.” ( ‘ eyes widened, he was only trying to speak good about the mutual friend. ) “like as a friend. in my group. as a dongsaeng. hes a good singer.”

#( junghan. )#( p:search party )#istg junghan is too cute #;;;

“...what?” did he meant he knew his schedule too? suddenly junghan didn’t seemed as cute anymore. choosing to ignore the idea of the older being a stalker, luhan moves to sit, motioning for the other to sit next to him in the couch. “yeah, he’s also younger than me.” he comments, trying to keep up the eye contact. “i don’t really remeber anymore...” come to think, how long had been since he and junhoe became friends? they meet long before becoming idols and considering how long since (re)wind debuted, it was a real long time. “all you need to know is that we’re both from jeju and both our parent’s work in the music industry.” he shruged, opting for a simpler answer. luhan laughs at junghan's ramble and nodes, suddenly starting to talk with a little aegyo “i have a very talented friend, don’t i?”

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A small grin crept onto her features at the other’s words despite the worry that remained painfully obvious in her eyes, her tone of voice playful when she replied. “Running a marathon is probably less exhausting.” Her words were followed by a soft giggle, muffled by the palm she brought up almost instantly, but upon lowering it again, her smile faltered. If it wasn’t because he was feeling sick, then why wasn’t he eating? Had she ever really seen him eat at all?

With a flame of determination in her doe eyes, she reached out and swiftly grabbed two sandwiches, of which she offered one to Luhan while taking a small bite of the other herself. Her expectant gaze remained on her fellow idol while she chewed and swallowed, her head slightly tilted to the side as her features hardened into a stern expression, although the smile remained on her lips, making her look more like a gently strict mother than anything else, really. “It’s important to eat to replenish your energy during events like these.”

#( jieun. )#( p:let's go! )

Luhan had to nod in agreement, programs like dream team or running man were fun to watch but hell to shoot. he wanted to ask why she looked so worried, was she the one not feeling well? before he could even open his mouth, she was already shoving a sandwitch his way.

Luhan stares at the food and then back to jieun, and repeats this for a couple of times, smile faltering slightly (something he hoped she wouldn’t notice) “thank you” he bows and pushes the food back into the girl’s hand, trying his best not to seem too rude “i’m not really hungry, maybe later.” luhan gives one more bow, a smaller one, and expects that to be enough to make her stop (he did feel a little guilty, the look in her eyes reminding him of his mother). the shooting was almost over, he could hang on till the end, he’d done it before.

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( ‘ junghans cheeks were flushed at the comment about finishing his sentences. the last thing he wanted to do was embarrass himself or bother luhan. a knit formed in his brow hearing junhoe had already left. ) “ah, he did? keeping track of eight kids is hard.” ( ‘ he mumbled the last words to himself more than to luhan. a smile tugged on his lips as he nervously shook his arm. half a step back and his mind was prodded with curiousity. timid eye contact. ) “so.. you two.. are friends then? he always says you two are, but i’ve never seen you two tog–” ( ‘ he cut himself off, hands clasped behind his back and uneasily rubbing together as his gaze dropped. ) “you– you don’t have to tell me. i’m sorry for asking. it’s not my business.” ( ‘ a bow, followed with flushed cheeks. finger scratched at the side of his neck as he averted his gaze. he really was curious though. )