i just wanna dance.

Lead rapper & lead dancer of Crisis, a four-member group under 2k Entertainment. Lover of music, lover of dancing, and lover of kittens. aim: @young.jun.im

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kjaemn:

“It means,” he beings, dragging the word out so he could think. if he was being honest - something that he rarely does - Jaemoon could just say he didn’t know. But that wasn’t him and he refused to let people think he didn’t know anything. “If you want to scope someone out, I could help you. Technically. I’ll vet any suitors that you have your eye on.” He grins, toothy and too wide for his mouth. “I’ll be the best wingman; trust me.”

“Oh, I see. Well...” Youngjun pauses, scratching the back of his neck. “I’ll keep that in mind, I guess? You’ll be the first person I contact if I want to scope someone out, I promise.” He laughs, unable to help but return the big smile to Jaemoon.  “I’ll trust you, at least on this one thing.”

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@miinjaes​:

Minjae looked over at the other boy across from him, looking a little bewildered as he lowered his phone. Really, it was just that he wasn’t expecting a question at all, let alone one like that — they had been sitting in relative silence for a while before then. So it was just…surprising, it wasn’t like he was flustered.

Okay, maybe a little.

“What are you talking about? Has the Valentine’s Day spirit gotten into you a bit too much or something?” Minjae said with a cough. He never was a smooth talker under pressure.

A grin spread across Youngjun's face. The other was acting quite fishy, and while Jun hadn't expected anything out of his silly question, he wasn't about to pretend like he didn't notice.

"Maybe I have the spirit in me... But, judging by the look on your face and the sound of your voice, you do too!" Youngjun leaned forward, excitedly smiling at the younger boy. "C'mon Minjae, who is it? Who've you got eyes for? You can tell me!"

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khjaeism:

A frown soon lifts upon his face, as he could see the elder hesitating to get up, of course, who would want to when you have a day off? Probably no one, but he doesn’t want to sulk inside the dorm anyways, his mind is too preoccupied with things just to sulk in the corner. He bites his lips, a smack has been given to the elder as he grins. ‘God, you’re such a lazy bum, but of course— I’ll get you whatever you want Hyung, I promise.“ He pinky swears, just when he touches elder’s hands. ’ I just want to go out and enjoy the fresh air– being indoors is quite suffocating let’s have some Korean bbq, and then we’ll head out to lotte world– ’ He rambles on, hoping to get the elder more enthusiastic upon him planning the day for just the two of them.’I’ll go and dress up, meet you in the living room.’ 

Youngjun just nods along as the other speaks, vigorously rubbing at his face. “Yeah, I’ll do that. It’ll be fun, m’just... tired. I’ll wake up eventually.” He offers a sleepy smile as his dormmate leaves, and flops back against his bed as soon as he’s alone. It would be so easy to just fall back asleep, and Jun feels a stab of guilt when he thinks it. He forces himself to roll out of his bed, standing there unmoving for a few moments before finally starting to get dressed. He knows that as soon as he leaves his room and begins to wake up, he’ll have a fun time, so he continues going through the motions. After what feels like ages, he finally trudges out of his room—he’s dressed, but his hair is still a disaster.

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aekure:

The other clearly didn’t entirely agree with her terms but she wasn’t too bothered by that, she’d been the one mentioning it first, next time he’d get the opportunity to do so as well. ‘Super fancy food? Alright, let’s get lobster and all that super expensive food.’ she told the male, though clearly teasing him a little. ‘Treat me to a king-like meal okay, now I’m expecting you and you can’t back down, I’m going to make you spend thousands.’ 

“Yes. I can afford that, of course. Totally. 100%.” Jun laughed. “You buy me snacks, I reimburse you tenfold. That’s the Youngjun way. And I won’t back down, either! You can’t keep me from buying you this kingly meal.” He hopped alongside the other, a usual bounce in his step as he walked. 

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miinjaes:

[text; oldjun] good. Good [text; oldjun] as much as i love anakin i don’t wanna deal with murder and sand getting in all of my clothes [text; oldjun] I’m Glad You’re Seeing The Light, Young Padawan, [text; oldjun] even tho puns would probably be the dark side with how much people hate them and the succumbing to atrocity, but, [text; oldjun] meh

[text; obi pun kenobi] i cant believe youve done this to me [text; obi pun kenobi] made me join your punny ass [text; obi pun kenobi] what if i change my mind, can i quit, [text; obi pun kenobi] im not about this life, minjae,

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kjaemn:

“Listen, everyone needs a wingman. You, me, our managers- everyone.” Jaemoon replies, looking the other in the eye. Being a wingman was serious business and the thought of someone not having one was painfully scary. “So yeah, right?”

“I mean, I guess." It seems a bit strange to Youngjun, but Jaemoon looks very serious in this moment, so he plays along. “Sure, you can be my wingman, whatever.” He hesitates before speaking again. “So, what exactly does you being my new wingman entail?”

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khjaeism:

Of course, he promised him he can’t turn back now. This was one of the days he wasn’t stuck inside the studio writing down his ideas for their new songs or well.. he was planning on it. A nod came across his face, as he cups his cheeks. ’ Eung– well, of course, you did and You can’t turn them back now, you know?’ He grins, ‘We can do whatever we want— the two are still sleeping beauties in bed.’ He licks lower lip, as he purses his lips. 'We can come back with food for them– sounds good?’

“Yeah, that sounds good. I can’t believe you woke me up for this, though. Couldn’t it have waited?” Youngjun is still smiling at Hyunjae, despite his words, showing that he’s joking. He truly doesn’t want to get up, but it’s too late now--besides, he’ll probably have a good time if he just gets up and does it. Finally, he sits up in his bed; his hair is a disaster, but he doesn’t yet seem to notice as he stretches for a moment, still not attempting to leave the comfort of his bed. Man, he really doesn’t want to face the day this morning...

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nyoxas:

(╳) “I’m only teasing you, you don't need raw talent to learn. You have what you need, that willingness and dedication.” He chuckled slightly and gave another series of nods. “Of course, why not? I’d be happy to help a fellow labelmate broaden their skillset. When our schedules open up I promise to help you out the best I possibly can~”

“Well, I don’t actually think I have everything.” Youngjun admitted, a bit sheepishly. “I don’t own a guitar. And I can’t just rely on yours if I’m really wanting to practice.” He paused, tapping a finger against his chin. “Well, either way, thank you! I’ll get on that, and I’ll let you know! You have no idea how much this means to me...”

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aekure:

‘Oh come on, are we going to have to fight about this?’ she asked while preparing herself to make an exit from the building. ‘I offered it first, so you’re gonna have to deal with me buying the food for you. Next time, I’ll let you pay.’ She told him, a smile curling her way up. Given a bit of a break, letting her eyes move away from the sheets of papers, she immediately felt a lot better. By now there wasn’t as much stress on her mind, mostly focusing on the food she and the male were about to get.

“Alright, alright.” Youngjun waved his hands, “I guess you can buy. If you insist.” He paused as he walked alongside her and out of the building. “But this means I’m going to have to one-up you next time. We’re gonna go get like... super fancy food. In a sit down restaurant. And you’ll have to let me pay because you just said you would.” He gave her a bit of a mischievous grin.

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hwangsia:

Sophie was sitting on the floor of the practice room as she paid attention to every small movement of his while he demonstrated her the dance routine she wasn’t able to get a grasp of. There was something about dancing that brought out the perfectionist in her. No step would go unnoticed and every move had to be done the right way, much to her own disliking. Because it often resulted in the female spending almost the whole day practicing. The young woman nod her head before getting up again, her mind processing what she had just seen. “ So I go like this- ”

At first she started off slowly and carefully, trying to keep the steps themselves in her focus. If she couldn’t get them right in the first place there was no use to learn the choreography, she thought. The recalling of the steps worked, mostly thanks due to the help of her earlier job as an instructor. Now combing speed with the steps was the problem, her mind going blank as she wanted to start. A few seconds passed after she got ready, eyebrows furrowing at her own hesitation. “ Can you… Can you do it with me? ”

Youngjun stood to the side, watching the other go through the steps. Clearly, she knew them all; in fact, he wouldn’t have known she was having trouble at all had it not been for the hesitation. He didn’t blame her—often times, the hardest part of mastering a new routine was getting over your own fear of messing up, and just trying, however it's especially difficult when others are watching. “Of course.” Jun said, moving to stand next to her again. “I know you can do it, though. I have a good feeling about this one.” That infectious smile spread across his face again as he readied himself, then counted them off to do the routine together.

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khjaeism:

Feeling the air around the half emptied room, he lays next to the elder just like before when he’s tired. Definitely, he was teasing the elder seeing how helpless he was because of the voice emitting his lips, he can’t help but chuckle. ‘Yah, Hyung– come on, It’s just breakfast– manager-nam, isn’t even here yet– so we still have time to clean up the mess, you and Taehyun left in the living room.’ He pouts, 'besides that– aren’t we suppose to go skating today? Since it’s nice– to, you promised me.’ He ruffles the elder’s hair. ’Minjae is still sleeping– should we leave the two, behind?’ He grins mischievously. 'What do you say hyung?' 

He shifts, bringing his hands to where he can vigorously rub at his eyes. He gives a big yawn, a hesitation, and then a heavy sigh. “Well, I did promise you... I can’t go back on that.” He pauses, thinking for a moment, brain still muddled with sleep. “Do you think we could just pick some breakfast up while we’re out? I don’t want to make anything, and Minjae and Taehyun can handle themselves for a day, can’t they?” Youngjun gave the younger a similar mischievous grin, though it was a little dulled.

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aekure:

‘Honestly, a break sounds pretty good right now. Maybe after I’ll feel refreshed to get back into it and will remember more.’ She told the male, figuring he had a point. After neatly putting all the sheets aside, she got up from her chair. ‘Will you come with? It’ll be my treat.’ She said, this being a suggestion for him to come with her to the nearest convenience store. A place she would visit– if not every day– to get herself a few “healthy” snacks. With it being only one block away from 2K’s building, it was the perfect place to go to get somewhat of a break.

It was a win-win, to him; she’d get her break, he’d get some food, and simultaneously get a solution for the boredom that started this situation in the first place. “Absolutely!” Jun gave a grin, “Though, you don’t have to pay... I was the one annoying you, and also the one pushing a break—surely it should be my treat.”

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yuggxm:

계속 … @imyj95 !!

A GRIN sketched on features, a faint laughter sounding. “You don’t remember where?” The question came out more playfully than scolding, fingers tapping at her chin idly. “That’s a pity … I wasn’t sure if that had come from the cafeteria or a convenience store. That’s a good brand of chocolate, I wanted to hunt one down for myself.”

“Yeah, sorry... I’m a bit spacey today.” Youngjun paused to scratch the back of his head, laughing a little at himself. “To be fair, I’m a bit spacey every day, but today’s especially bad.” He stared down at the chocolate bar in his hand, racking his brain to try and remember, but came up with nothing. “If you want it, you can have it.” He hesitated a moment. “Well... maybe we can split it, at least.”

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aekure:

It was only after spotting her falling expression, that she realized her rudeness. She didn’t quite intend to come off that way but she knew she had been dealing with a lot of stress to do well and to not disappoint her fellow members so she’d been quite..  easily ticked off lately. She’d unknowingly been venting her bad moods onto innocent bystanders– something she knew she had to fix. ‘No, no, I’m sorry–’ She spoke and put the sheet down for a short member. ‘I just really wanna get this in my head, if I mess up again our CEO won’t be happy and I’ll get scolded by the manager as well, I’m not looking forward to that at all. I also don’t wanna disappoint my members you know.’ She spoke, a hand running through her locks mostly out of frustration.

“Yeah, I understand. I’ve totally been there, it’s no big deal.” Youngjun said, offering a small smile. “It’s... stressful, and honestly, it’s garbage.” He hesitated a beat, trying to think of some way he could help the other, if possible. “Well, if you want, I can try and help. Quiz you on it, or something.” Youngjun paused again. “Or... you could take a breather. We could go get food, or something. I usually find that when things like this get too frustrating, the best thing to do it just walk away from them for a while.”

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miinjaes:

[text: oldjun] yes [text: oldjun] this is all my seven year old self (and my current self, to be fair,) would have wanted in life [text: oldjun] but…you do know that that would make u anakin, right? [text: oldjun] please don’t go on a child murder spree [text: oldjun] i dont want to be responsible for that, [text: oldjun] as awful as that joke was, and not in the good way, please do not resort to a mass murder, you’re better than that, [text: oldjun] i don’t wanna have to move to Planet Sand

[text: obi pun kenobi] listen, i’m better than that [text: obi pun kenobi] i’ll be a good, non-murderous anakin [text: obi pun kenobi] i’ll get good at jokes and i will Always stay on the light side [text: obi pun kenobi] which has somehow become associated with puns? [text: obi pun kenobi] i guess puns are a light humor

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khjaeism:

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카카오: 준🐻::  pabo, let me sleep I did it yesterday..ah. ( 오전 5시 )  카카오: 준🐻:: can’t we just ditch the others? ( 5:10 )   카카오: 준🐻:: I want bulgogi in the morning.. or samgyupsal… ( 5:12 )

he stared at his phone for a good five minutes before, he lets out a groan stuffing his mobile into his pocket as he reaches to bother jun in the opposite room. ’……jun, wake up.’

it takes a moment for hyunjae’s words to reach through to youngjun in his mostly-asleep state, but after a moment, he finally gives a loud groan, rolling onto his back and throwing an arm over his eyes.

“nooooooo......” he whines, voice still groggy with sleep, “just, like, five more minutes, or an hour, or something...”

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@nyoxas

◤◆◢➟ “ Are you a dedicated learner? I mean guitar isn’t one of those instruments you learn in one day… or week even. It takes time and a little of your own talent.” A brief serious look graced Xiao’s face before being immediately replaced with a smile. “When we both have the time I’ll give you a couple lessons. Promise. My style is a little aggressive, but I’ve got faith you’ll be able to keep up.”

“Well, I don’t know if I have any raw talent in me, but I’m certainly dedicated.” Youngjun returned the smile, relieved as he saw the serious look on the other’s face vanish. His own smile quickly widened, and he clasped his hands together in excitement. “You’d really give me some lessons in your spare time? That’s so kind of you... I’ve always wanted to learn to play an instrument, but it was hard finding the time, let alone a teacher. I didn’t actually think this would work out...”