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"i don't know, but don't be afraid." – choi junhee, singer-songwriter. ( closed roleplay acct )

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all is well ;

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{`as soon as he hears the door knob turn, he pockets his phone and looks up; he raises an eyebrow as soon as he hears what she says, but only briefly, and before he can even respond, he’s already grinning widely at her and laughing} i don’t know what you’re winning, but i’m pretty sure it’s not against me. {`he taunts her, but his excitement about seeing her after a couple of weeks (with a few days overseas included) and how she’ll find his presents for her gets the better of him and prompts him to hand her the gift bag before anything else} but don’t feel too bad. here’s a gift package all the way from laos as your consolation prize. i’m so nice, am i not? 

[ivjunhee-blog]

I'm always winning against you-- [* she declares as she steps aside, opening the door further so he can walk inside her apartment before she shuts the door after him; she's laughing, because of course this is typical banter between the two of them; soon she's reaching for one of the paper bags he's holding, if only to help him out with everything he's carrying--but then a soft giggle escapes her when she realises he's holding it out to her anyway because apparently they're her souvenirs from his latest trip ] Oh! [* she gets excited, taking it immediately and then peering inside ] What are these--? {* chortles and shakes her head ] Obviously this is the grand prize, right?

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{`he steps into the elevator, and while waiting for it to reach the right floor, he checks his pockets if he’s got everything: his phone, wallet, car keys, his new camera and the bag of souvenirs. he checks his phone for junhee’s reply, only to see that signal has gone out. shrugging, he puts his phone back in again. he is going to be at her place in a few minutes anyway, he tells himself, although those few minutes seem to take forever. once he reaches her door, he checks his phone again, and he briefly pouts upon seeing that there’s still no reply. he sends another quick text to taunt her and at the same time tell her he’s arrived}

[ sms ] ha! guessing time’s over. i win! open your door!

[ivjunhee-blog]

[* for some reason, she flinches in surprise when her phone vibrates again; she reaches for it immediately so she can read the message, only to laugh when her suspicions are confirmed--it /is/ Roy, although granted she had been expecting a message telling her that he was close by, not right outside her door. even though late, he's still earlier than the calculated time she'd made when he'd told her he was delayed. she heads to the door, straightening out her blouse and giving herself a quick glance at the mirror in the hallway before she reaches for the door knob to twist it open ] If anyone's winning anything, it's going to be me--! [* she greets, laughing, eyes bright as she comes face to face with the male ]

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all is well ;

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{`he’s still preoccupied with re-arranging bag of souvenirs when his phone alerts him of an incoming text. eager to see if it’s from junhee, he sets the bag carefully aside. it also had two bottles of lao beer, after all. upon reading, he lets out something caught between a scoff and a laugh, and then quickly types up a reply, without noticing that he’s grinning from ear to ear. once they’ve started, it’s easy. he also wants to defend himself from her implied accusation that he’s habitually tardy during their meet-ups, or at least that’s how he chooses to refer to the little outings they frequently have whenever he’s in korea. in his head, he begins to hear joonyoung, who likes to point out how he and junhee almost always seem to forget to invite other people from their shared circle of friends on these meet-ups.}

[ sms ] excuse me! i am hardly ever late! if you can give me five instances – with exact dates – when i was, midnight snack’s on me. 

{`he’s sniggering again as he replaces his phone on the dashboard, but then realizes that with the way he’s opened the conversation, it’s going to be hard to convince her to go down to where he’s waiting for her. then again, sighing, he turns his car engine on again and moves to a nearby parking spot. before leaving the car with the bag of goodies, he checks his reflection on the rear-view mirror, then makes his way}

[ivjunhee-blog]

[* she just laughs when she reads the next message he sends; she actually can't think of five instances on the fly, but there are at least two times that easily come to her. she doesn't humor the message though, and just chuckles to herself before putting away the phone and relaxing. if he was going to be late, then it meant that she had a bit of extra time to prepare the things she needed to make him the meal that was promised after losing a 'bet' to him the last time they were together.

after walking into the kitchen though, she realises that there isn't really much else she needs to do. she'd marinated the meat overnight, and it was already sitting out on the counter, just waiting to be cooked. the rest of the ingredients were also ready, and she'd begin cooking, really, if her deal with Roy hadn't included the two of them preparing this lunch together ]

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all is well ;

@ivjunhee

{`he pulls over in front of an apartment building he’s been to quite a handful of times before, looking at his watch as he steps on the brakes to check if he arrived on time. before turning on the hazard lights, he gives a sweeping look over the surrounding area to check if there’s anyone else around the quiet street. it’s not like it matters these days, though. he should probably be a little sad that he doesn’t seem worthy of paparazzis’ time and attention anymore, but secretly, he could only be grateful for that. once he deems the coast is clear, he takes his phone out and types  a text to send to junhee, whom he has come to pick up; he re-writes the text several times. all he’s got to say that he’s arrived, and that he’s excited to see her. between them, though, that can’t be said straight out. for him, at least, he has to inject a little teasing into it.}

[ sms : juni ] oh sorry i’ll be late, i’m still filming something here in incheon! can you wait for me?? i’ll probably be there before midnight!

{`he places his phone on the dashboard with a soft snort going through his nose; he then looks over the small gift bag on the passenger’s seat, a small set of presents he bought during a recent trip to laos. he takes the bag and rearranges the contents to pass the time until junhee replies; making sure she sees the pack of cricket cookies first}

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[* she doesn’t want to appear as excited as she really feels, so even though she put some thought and extra care into picking out an outfit for the day, she still makes sure to check her expression on the mirror, making sure that she doesn’t look quite that eager. it it’s even like it has been that long since they’d last seen each other--a couple of weeks ago at most; junhee has mastered the art of consciously nbot counting the days in between their meetings. that’d be plain stupid, after all. still, though, of course she’s excited to see him--she just refuses to ever say that out loud. such is the way between the two of them. she allows her smile to break into frown though, when she opens the message he just sent--he’s not there to see her disappointment, at least. ]

[ sms ] of course your’re late! who is even surprised?!

[* she adds some funny looking emojis at the end of the message just to make sure he knows she’s joking around, before swiping her thumb against the ‘send’ button. it’s not like they have grand plans for the day--just a little hanging out, with roy hopefully regaling her with tales about his most  recent trip. ]

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“O-oh…” Sangwoo let out an awkward laugh, feeling rather embarrassed that someone had caught him. To make matters worse, that someone was Junhee, with whom he already had two mildly hostile encounters. He couldn’t fault her for laughing, though. He, too, would have laughed if he saw someone do the same thing. He just forced a smile and scratched the back of his head. 

“Yeah, Damien. Damien Rice. I’m a big fan. Of his music.” To say that he was a big fan was an understatement, though, and once he got started, Sangwoo found it hard to stop talking about him. “It’s a clip from his concert here, which I went to…” He was trying to explain himself, that he was reliving the moment Damien Rice called for someone to sing with him on stage during his Seoul concert, but Sangwoo thought it wasn’t going to make things any less embarrassing. “Do you listen to his music? He’s just, so awesome.”

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“Ah!” To be fair, Junhee immediately recognises the name when the male explains that he had been talking about Damien Rice. She’s included singing a song or two by him in her own busking sets every now and then, and she can honestly admit to being a fan. Not as big of one though, apparently, as this male right here, who would even go so far as to relive the man’s concert in a sharehouse’s empty living room. “Yeah, I do know who he is,” he explains, holding back further laughs and giggles. Before she knows it, she’s picking up her feet and approaching the male. She has to admit, she’s curious as to what kind of reenactment had been going on. “You went to his concert?”

[uhxroy]

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His phone almost flew out of his hands in his surprise when he heard someone laugh from behind. Of course someone was going to walk by, he was in the common area after all. Still, he had grown so engrossed with the clip so much that he forgot about that. He could only wonder, though, if they were laughing because of him.

Sangwoo was then quick to recognize who it was when the owner of the voice addressed him by name. “Junhee-ssi,” was all he said at first, trying to look serious while he shoved his phone into his pocket. “Didn’t know you were here.” Deep inside, though, he was groaning at how it was her who had to catch him out of all people. Sangwoo has had enough embarrassing moments in front of this girl already.

“Something, something tickled your funny bone on your way in?” he asked, trying to fish out if it was him she was laughing at just now. Truthfully, though, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to know or if he should bring it up.

[ivjunhee-blog]

“Yeah, I was just--” She nods towards the direction she had been heading to. “I’ve been hungry.” For a second, she contemplates making a remark about day old rice, and how she can’t wait to eat her leftovers from the day before. It seems unnecessarily snide though, and as blunt as Junhee is, she isn’t really mean either.

“Yes. You seem quite enthused calling to... Damien? Damien, was it?” However, she doesn’t even hesitate to admit that yes, it is him she had been laughing at. She doesn’t even really mean to do it out of malice, or meanness. It really is amusement--after all, how can one not be entertained by a full grown man, watching clips by himself in a spacious common area, getting so engrossed to the point that he’s acting as if he was in the video itself?

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( @uhxjunie​ )

With winter break finally in full swing, Sangwoo had finally found time to relax. Just a few weeks ago, he had frantically been trying to divide his time among studying, busking, and tutoring lessons, but now he had nothing to do but chores and play in the streets during the afternoon. That left him with plenty of time to catch up on lost sleep, listen to music and watch TV. He also finally found time to watch videos of his all-time favorite artist: Damien Rice.

Sangwoo’s admiration for Damien rice was no joke. He listened to Damien Rice’s albums at every chance he got. Despite being short of money and time, Sangwoo pulled all the stops to be able to attend Damien Rice’s concert in Seoul last month. Whenever he had free time, he watched fan-taken videos of Damien RIce’s concerts in other venues, and Sangwoo took note of all the details. There was also always at least one Damien Rice cover in his busking sets. Thankfully, Damien Rice was also rather popular in Seoul, and the audiences often liked his renditions.

With nothing else to do that day, Sangwoo sat in the common area, watching one of such videos on his phone. Damien Rice was looking for someone to sing with him from amongst the members of the audience. There was as huge grin on Sangwoo’s face as he watched, and the crowd cheering made him feel like he was part of it, too. At the same time, he was alone in the common area as far as he knew, so he didn’t think anyone would see what he was doing. “Me, Damien, me!!” he cried out, while raising his hand in the air.

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Having just come home from a quite successful set on the streets, Junie is feeling pretty good, even humming a song under her breath as she walks through the house. Her guitar is slung across her back as she heads straight to the kitchen, all too eager for food as it’s almost time for lunch.

Before she gets there though, she happens to pass by the common room where, as soon as she steps into it, an enthusiastic male voice suddenly sounds out, echoing off the walls as it asks to be picked by... Damien? her head turns towards the direction the voice is coming from, and unable to stop herself, she bursts into laughter when she sees who it is.

“Sangwoo-ssi?” She calls out, wondering if anyone else is with him. As far as her line of sight goes, she can only detect the back of his head sticking out from the top of the couch.

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hyemin sits herself back in her chair, waiting as her roommate orders. when the waiter turns to her direction, she simply responds, “the usual,” with a smile. the cafe was one of the two places hyemin spent her time after school or when she wanted to sketch and think in peach. the other place was Sweets, and suddenly, she’s glad they didn’t go there. what if their talk didn’t end the way she hoped? if the cafe left a bitter taste in her mouth, she’s sure she could fare without it a lot better than she could the bakery. the painter twiddles her thumbs, a guilty feeling settling in her stomach.

she’s quiet, unsure what to say, so she decides against cutting through the awkward air. her eyes dart up in junhee’s direction when she hears her voice and nods in response. “it’s okay,” she says as she leans forward. “well, it also isn’t, not really, but i’m sorry, too. truthfully, it’s not all on you. i also reaction in a way i shouldn’t have and i’m really ashamed about that. i should’ve bowed out and talked to you after you had a chance to calm down.” she smiles softly, a little embarrassed. “i’m not good with people, i’m still learning how to interact, so i apologize for the last time. and if we ever go through this again, i apologize in advance, as well. just know that i’m trying, i promise i am.”

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Junhee’s lips curve into a smile, and her demeanor slowly changes into that of a more obviously relaxed one. Truthfully, she’s not used to being in the wrong--and more than that, she isn’t used to admitting it. She knows she’s not perfect, but she prides herself in normally being rational, but she’s slowly learning that this isn’t always true. “It’s okay, me too,” she explains, nodding. “I’m not used to having female friends,” she adds in admittance. "With guys--it’s either I’m the right one and they’re the cause of my snapping, or they let it slide.” She pauses and suddenly laughs t how silly that must have sounded. “Or maybe that second one is really just referring to my brothers.” As much as she says she’s tired of being treated like a frail princess when she’s at home, she has to admit that being the spoiled only daughter has perks like that.

“This way, we’re both learning, right? If I snap again next time, just call me out. I can’t really promise I won’t do it again...” She trails off and laughs. “I’ll try my best, but I’m nit perfect!”

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