Hey, I haven’t been on your page in a hot minute (trying to work on my mental health and staying off social media)! However, you are one of the few that I always pop on once and a while and check your content! How have you been? How have your OCs been?
Have a good day!!
This is an old question but I'm clearing my inbox so thought I'd say hi.
I've been good - finished school, worked a couple of jobs that have been very draining on my mental health. I kept wanting to come back to this space but unfortunately I am not as invested in the kpop world as I used to be (still love it, but just not up on all the news).
As for my OCs....hmmm it's hard to say. I'm hoping to have some energy to write in the next little while but I would like to FINALLY write my Taemin/Rei reunion post, a Sumi post involving the boys being in the military, and who knows what else.
Rei tries to stand up for herself....with mixed results
A/N: I'm going to be honest...i think this was a patreon post back in the day but I just found it in my drafts and realized I should be posting it for everyone.
IDK if I'm back or not but I would love to catch up!
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Rei wasn’t a particularly violent person.
But tonight, that was going to change.
It was well past midnight, and she could barely remember what city they were in, because she hadn’t been able to get a wink of sleep. Usually on tour their management reserved the entire floor of the hotel for them, but for some reason that hadn’t been possible at their current hotel. Which meant they had been sequestered in their rooms, sneaking from door to door in case a fan happened to walk by.
But that wasn’t even the main problem. The current issue was the obnoxiously loud music playing from the room next to Rei. It had started around six in the evening, which had been tolerable, but it hadn’t stopped since. Rei had tried everything to block it out. Headphones, earplugs, pillows, and she could still feel it shaking her walls. Then she had tried to call down to the front desk, but she’d panicked when speaking English on the phone and hadn’t been able to communicate the problem.
Which left only one option.
It was at times like these that Rei missed the days where she had always shared a hotel room with one of the boys. Now she was old enough to like her space, but she definitely still missed having them around to stay up late watching movies, ordering local food, or, as she was currently having to experience, knocking on her neighbor’s door.
She checked her outfit one more time. Her pajamas were just a bralette and sweatpants, and so she had pulled a sweatshirt overtop and smoothed her hair out. Once she was satisfied, she grabbed her room key and stepped out the door.
Her room was at the end of the hallway, down a little alcove, with only one other room across from her. That was the room currently making all the noise, which it turned out was muffled in the hallway. Taking a deep breath, she lifted one hand and knocked loudly on the door.
No one answered.
She knocked again, more insistently this time.
The door swung open.
Rei didn’t like to judge people, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out that this was not the sort of man she wanted to be talking to. He reeked of alcohol, was missing his shirt, and just the tiny sliver that she could see into the room, showed a group of people, sprawled about, bottles of liquor on the floor.
“What?” He snapped.
Rei squeaked. “Sorry. Your….your music…” She struggled to find the words, taking a step back. This was a terrible idea. If she couldn’t talk to the front desk on the phone, what made her think she could confront someone in person?
“It’s a party. You need music for a party,” The man scoffed, before giving her an appraising look. “You want in?”
She shook her head quickly. “No.”
“You sure? We have booze.” Rei did not know what that word meant, but she knew that she didn’t want any part of it.
“Sorry,” she bowed her head, stepping away and turning to leave.
“You next door?” The guy asked, leaning out into the hall. Rei shoved her hand back into her pocket. She couldn’t go back into that room now, not with these people now aware that she was staying there by herself.
She heard him call something to one of his friends, and didn’t waste time stepping out of the alcove and rushing towards the first room that she knew held one of her boys.
Still hearing voices from the party room, Rei knocked quickly, growing increasingly panicked. This entire thing was a mistake. If he didn’t answer, would she have to go down to the lobby? She’d been an idiot and left her phone in the room, and now she was—
A bleary-eyed Joshua pulled open the door. “Rei? Is something wrong?”
She ducked under his arm, speaking quickly as she sheltered behind him. “The people next to me were making noise so I went to ask them to be quiet but they were scary and drunk and now they know where I was sleeping and they speak English so I—”
“Hey! You guys want to join the party?” A voice called down the hall.
Joshua tensed, pushing Rei further into the room and leaning out the door. “Not a chance. It’s the middle of the night.”
“Hey, your girl is the one who bothered us. We’re just being polite.”
“Have a goodnight,” Joshua shut him down. “Security is already on its way.”
There was a long moment of silence, Joshua still standing in the door, neither him nor the man in the hall saying anything. Rei nervously twisted her hand into the back of Joshua’s t-shirt, trying to pull him back into the room.
After a few seconds, he let her, closing the door behind them and securing the latch.
“You okay?” He asked, moving to flick on the lights. Rei took in just how exhausted he looked, clearly having rolled right out of bed when she knocked. His hair was a mess, his clothes wrinkled from sleep, and a quick glance at his bed showed that the sheets tossed around.
“Yeah,” she nodded. “I’m sorry for bothering you. I just didn’t know what else to do.”
“You did the right thing,” he patted her shoulder.
Rei thought for a moment. She was exhausted too, and her brain was still a little bit foggy. “I should probably go back to bed.”
Joshua grabbed her wrist. “You’re not going back out there.”
“What?”
“I’m calling security, and you’re staying here.” He insisted, releasing her to head for the phone.
Rei froze. “Are you…are you sure? I can go back to my room.”
“If you try, I’m going to call Seungcheol.”
That was enough to convince her, and so she made her way over to the bed while Joshua dialed the front desk and explained the problem much more fluently than she was capable of. The left side of the bed, closer to the nightstand, was the most messed up of the two, and so she figured that was where he had been sleeping. She kicked off her slippers and slid into the other side, pulling the blankets up over her lap.
Joshua hung up the phone, flicked the light switch, and then crawled into his side of the bed.
“Goodnight, Rei.”
“Night.” She rolled close to the edge, trying not to take up more space than she had to.
This was weird. It wasn’t that she was uncomfortable with Joshua. The opposite, really, they’d been close for ages, but they’d never shared a bed before and she couldn’t help but feel like she was bothering him.
“You’re going to fall off the bed,” Joshua whispered.
“What?”
His arm reached over, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her closer to him. “I can sleep on the floor if you aren’t comfortable, but there’s no way you’re going to be able to sleep like that.”
“Sorry,” Rei forced herself to relax, getting a little more comfortable. “I’m trying not to take up space.”
He snorted. “You’re fine. Just go to sleep.”
Rei closed her eyes, wrapping her hands up in her sweater and tucking them under her chin. Joshua was only a few inches away, and she could hear the moment that he fell asleep and his breath evened out. She was only moments from sleep herself when a large commotion started in the hallway, shouts echoing into their room. Something slammed against the door of their room, and Rei flinched.
Joshua hummed, wrapping one arm over her and pulling her right into his chest. “It’s okay. It’s just security dealing with those guys.”
“Right.” She snuggled closer. “Sorry, they’re just loud.”
“They’re idiots,” he agreed, pressing his chin into her shoulder. “You’re okay?”
“I’m fine.” She promised, finally letting herself relax. “Thanks for letting me stay here.”
“Any time,” he promised. “Now, let’s get some sleep. We have a flight tomorrow.”
Impulsively, Rei pressed a kiss to his cheek, before she finally closed her eyes. “Night, Oppa.”
Rei steals the spotlight and has her moment at on Seventeen's Tour.
A/N: Heads up this is not my best post....it was just a quick one that I wrote for a little idea I had based off of the Toronto concert. There will definitely be more Rei posts in the coming days, so feel free to send requests!
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“I have a problem,” Rei declared, lifting the mic up to her mouth. A hush fell over the audience, and she did her best to look serious as her face was broadcasted on the screens.
“What’s the problem, Rei?” Joshua asked. He was basically in charge of MC-ing these talking portions of their concerts, and was doing an amazing job of encouraging the others to talk as well. Rei had spent weeks practicing her English before the start of their tour, and even as they were approaching their last show, it still took some courage to speak a foreign language in front of such a large crowd.
But this was almost the end of their second-to-last concert, and so she was willing to push herself.
“You all have such good energy,” she started, gesturing towards the blinking lights of the crowd. A loud cheer went up, and so she waited a moment before she continued. “But I have noticed that you cheer especially loud for one thing.”
She waited in suspense for a few moments, letting the shouts of the crowd die down. She had strategically placed herself between Jun and Hoshi for this segment, and they were both giving her curious looks as she spoke. Joshua leaned around to give her an encouraging look.
She held up one finger. “You cheer very loud, for Jun’s new hair.” Right on cue, an enthusiastic cheer went up. She reached over and flicked Jun’s tiny ponytail, laughing when he blushed at the attention.
“And second, you cheer very loud when Hoshi shows his stomach.” Her hand snaked over and playfully patted Hoshi’s stomach, pretending to lift his shirt for a moment and the crowd screamed.
“Yah, yah!” Hoshi swatted her hand away. “Don’t embarrass me.”
“But what is the problem, Rei?” Joshua asked again.
“Ah, my problem.” She held up a hand. “I can do this with my hair, but no one screams.” She made sure to keep her voice light and teasing, even as she pretended to pull her hair back into a ponytail. The crowd laughed, encouraging her to go on.
“So beautiful,” Seungkwan said, and she offered him a finger heart.
“And!” She shouted. “I can do this too!”
Grasping her shirt with one hand, she pulled it up high, exposing most of her stomach. Her concert t-shirt had been altered to be tighter fitting than the guys, and showed a tiny sliver of her stomach above her baggy jeans, but now she held it high enough to show the lines of her abs, and maybe even the tiniest bit of her bra.
The screams were deafening, but they had barely started before she was tackled from all sides, hands yanking her shirt back down.
“No! Baby!” Dokyeom scolded.
“I have…” She was laughing so hard that she couldn’t find the words in English. “Vernon, tell them I have abs too!”
Vernon laughed. “She wants to tell everyone that she has abs too.”
“The best abs!” She shouted.
Seungcheol came up behind her, playfully wrapping his arms around her and using his sweater to cover her. He mumbled something, and so she shifted her microphone so he could speak into it.
“You’re in trouble for that one, young lady.” He teased in Korean, and a second later the translator spoke, and then the crowd was laughing again.
They moved on to speaking about how Seungcheol had changed up the choreography for the rap unit performance, and Rei used the opportunity to slink towards Dino and Seungkwan.
“What are you up to?” Dino whispered when she sidled up behind them.
“Can you guys cover me for a second?” She whispered.
“Why? Is something wrong?” Seungkwan turned, looking serious for a second.
She shook her head quickly. “Nope, I just need cover for a surprise.”
“Okay,” he shrugged, shifting slightly to fully block Rei from the rest of the boys, while Dino moved to cover her back.
Rei worked quickly, folding up the bottom of her t-shirt and tucking them under her bra to hold it up. Now her entire stomach was exposed, from under her belly button to just below her bra, so there was no hiding her abs now.
There was no way this joke was as funny as she thought it was, but she couldn’t help herself. She looked good, and she knew that one of the fans' favourite running gags was the boys being shocked when she acted sexy or flirty. And this definitely qualified.
“Okay, you can move now.” She elbowed Seungkwan, stepping back into the line. She heard him chuckle when he looked over at her, and Dino scoffed, but neither of them said anything.
Dokyeom was still talking (she didn’t know about what) when the screams in the crowd began to build. A few moments later and there were chants of her name, “REI, REI, REI!” and the camera was panning to her. She struck a pose, holding a peace sign up to her eye and winking.
This time when the boys moved to cover her, all of them exclaiming loudly in protest or laughing their heads off, Rei ducked under them and sprinted towards the secondary stage, a giant grin on her face the entire time. When she finally reached it, she spun around, seeing that the boys had stayed on the main stage, and were all crossing their arms and shaking their heads at her.
“Rei, come back here!” Hoshi shouted.
Deciding to be playful, she placed one hand on her hip and stomped her food. “I don’t want to.”
And then she poked one finger onto her cheek, and gave her hips a little wiggle.
Jihoon covered his eyes.
She threw her head back and laughed, striking a few more cute poses and even doing a little bit of the ‘Pretty U’ choreography. She was mid-dance when arms wrapped around her middle, and she was pulled back towards the main stage. She went limp, but she’d barely been dragged a few feet before Minghao grabbed her legs and helped Mingyu carry her.
“Rei is going crazy!” Joshua laughed into his mic.
“Rei is being…” She craned her neck to watch Seungcheol on the screen. “Bad.” He finally settled on.
When she was set back on her feet, she pretended to brush off their hands, before lifting her mic again. “You guys have so much energy,” she pointed to the crowd. “That I have so much energy, which means…”
She turned to look expectantly at the boys. “I think it's time for our last song.”
After the show, Rei made her way leisurely to the break room behind the stage. The concert had gone on for nearly three hours, and even though she had had a fantastic time, she was absolutely wiped. She had already downed one water bottle since leaving the stage, chugging it within a few steps, and was now on the hunt for another one.
“You just had to steal my thunder, didn’t you?” Jun frowned at her when she stepped into the room. He was already sprawled out on one of the couches, his hair sweaty and a bottle of water in his hand.
“I didn’t steal your thunder, what do you mean?” Rei picked up her phone from the table. “I bet you’re already trending.”
“He is,” Joshua confirmed. “And so are you.”
“I am,” Rei squealed, hurrying to open twitter. She dropped onto the couch next to Jun, searching her name. It was a rare event when she trended, and so she was very excited about it.
“Seungcheol’s going to ground you,” Jun said.
“He can try,” she stuck out her tongue. “Ohh, I am trending. Shua, what does this hashtag mean?”
He barely glanced at it before rolling his eyes. “It says ‘Sunshine Rei Abs of Steel’. That’s gross.”
Rei just beamed, scrolling through the pictures. There were some amazing pictures of her from when she’d gone out onto the secondary stage by herself, and she had to admit that her abs did look fantastic. They weren’t necessarily the most impressive abs, certainly not when she considered what some of her groupmates looked like, but she was still very proud of them.
She was saving photos from Twitter to her camera roll when the others walked in.
“What are you doing?” Vernon asked, leaning on the arm of the couch to see her screen.
She showed him one of the photos, one where the light was literally making her sparkle. “Deciding on my new wallpaper.”
“You can’t set a picture of yourself as your wallpaper,” he protested. “But you do look hot.”
“I freaking know, right?” This was one time she was going to allow herself to be a little bit vain. “Should I send one to Taemin?”
“Absolutely not!” Jeonghan marched into the room, his phone in his hand. “You are a child and that is—”
“I’m legally an adult.”
“So? It’s still illegal.”
“And disturbing,” Seungcheol added. “Since when do you even have abs, anyways?”
Rei was offended. “Hey, I’ve had them for a while. I just hide them so you guys don’t feel inferior.”
“Ohh, burn.” Vernon high-fived her.
Dino groaned. “Please. You barely have abs. Have you ever even been to a gym?”
“Have you ever even been to a gym?” Rei mocked. “Oh shut up. You had your little Michael Jackson moment, Jun is going to be trending into eternity with his ponytail, so I had a moment too. You all can deal with it. Got it?”
She made pointed eye contact with each of them.
“Whatever.”
“Fine.”
“I literally don’t care.”
That problem resolved, Rei returned to her phone, choosing a few pictures to post on fancafe later that night.
Her phone dinged with a text message.
JIHOON: You looked great, btw.
She blew a kiss his way. “That’s why I love you.”
“What?” Mingyu sat up. “Why do you love him? What did we miss?”
I hope you had a great time at the concert and I know you just said Rei…. BUT IM BEGGING YOU ON CONTENT OF MY GIRL TORII
I promise I have plans for her!! Life is crazy rn and I haven’t had a lot of time to write. I’m hoping my sudden burst of inspiration for Rei will inspire me to write more!!
A/N: Hey all! Thanks for your patience and if anyone else was affected by the massive storm, I hope you’re all staying safe
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“I think I’m going to pass out,”
“Okay, you’re being a little bit dramatic.” Zoey rubbed Seungcheol’s back. He’d been sitting on the side of the bathtub for twenty minutes, threatening to pass out.
To be entirely fair, her forced calm was mostly for her benefit, and she was absolutely freaking out on the inside.
“You’re 100% sure?” He asked for the eighth time. “You didn’t miscount or something?”
Zoey shook her head. “I have an app. It does all the counting for me.”
“Oh my god.”
“Once again, let’s just take some deep breaths.”
He sat up suddenly, nearly toppling over and into the tub. “How are you so calm? You might be pregnant, Zo. This is serious.”
She sighed. He was right, of course, and she
“I know it is. But we don’t know for sure yet.”
When she’d woken up that morning without getting her period, she had finally decided to clue Seungcheol int
o the worries that had been on her mind for almost a week. She was rarely late for her period, and she had never skipped one. But here she was, eight days late. And it wouldn’t have been that big of a cause for concern if she wasn’t sexually active (and very proud of it).
However, Seungcheol was taking the news of the possibility of her pregnancy with no small amount of shock.
“I feel dizzy again,” He declared.
“Well, stop it,” Zoey sighed. “We have to do a test, so we don’t know—”
A knock sounded at the door.
Seungcheol sat up straight. “Did you order food?”
“No,” Zoey scoffed. “It’s Changkyun. Come in!”
They heard the beeping of the key pad.
“Zo, I really don’t feel like entertaining right now. We need to get a test and take care of this.” Seungcheol stood, his legs looking shakier than Zoey would have liked. “How the hell are you so calm right now?”
Zoey shrugged, not really sure of the answer herself. “I don’t know. There’s no point stressing about something that isn’t confirmed yet.”
“You guys here!” Changkyun’s voice called from their living room.
Zoey hurried out of the bathroom, Seungcheol stumbling along behind her.
Changkyun was unpacking a plastic bag onto their kitchen counter, his hair tied up in a messy ponytail thing on top of his head. He was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, with his mask still pulled up over his face. Overall, he looked like someone who hadn’t planned on leaving their house.
“I got chocolate and stuff too,” He was saying, “Because I don’t really know the protocol for all of this.”
“Protocol for what?” Seungcheol asked, still not sure why Zoey had invited him over on a day like today.
Changkyun pulled a little pink box out of the bag, chucking across the counter to Zoey. “Pregnancy, obviously.”
Seungcheol glared at his girlfriend. “You told him?”
Zoey paused from opening the box (that Seungcheol now realized contained a pregnancy test), and looked up at him with wide eyes. “Umm…yes? We needed a pregnancy test.”
“But he—” Seungcheol froze. “When did you call him?”
“Like an hour ago. But I was kind of expecting it since she’d been freaking out about missing her period.” Changkyun turned to rumage through their fridge.
Seungcheol dropped onto one of the kitchen stools. “You told him before you told me?”
“He was kind of just along for the ride,” Zoey gave him an apologetic look. “I always let him know when I get my period and stuff. He’s my bestie.”
Unwilling to criticze his annoying but possible-pregnant girlfriend, Seungcheol turned to Changkyun. “I hate you.”
Unbothered, Changkyun continued to grab some snacks and a carton of juice.
“Great. Well, you two sort that out and I’m going to go….do this.” Zoey actually looked a little nervous as she retreated to the bathroom.
Seungcheol sat their in silence, contemplating all of his life choices as his girlfriend’s groupmate began toasting a bagel in their toaster.
Taking a swig right out of the carton, Changkyun studied him. “You know if she’s pregant Shownu’s going to kill you right?”
Seungcheol smacked his face into his hands. “You think I don’t know that?”
“And Kihyun….he’ll probably bring you back to life just to kill you again.”
Seungcheol screamed into his hands.
“Are you scaring my boyfriend?” Zoey emerged from the bathroom, going to wrap her arms around Seungcheol’s slumped soldiers.
Seungcheol grappled for her hands. “What did the test say? Am I going to die?”
Zoey gave a curious look. “That’s…not what the test does. But no, we have to wait fifteen minutes.”
Seungcheol groaned and hid his face.
“What did you do to him?” Zoey demanded, glaring at Changkyun. “He’s worse than when you arrived.”
“I just prepared him for the realities of what is going to happen if you’re pregnant,” Chankgyun suddenly clapped his hands. “Oh my god…when Wonho finds out?”
Seungcheol actually squeaked.
“It’ll be fine,” Zoey rubbed his back. “But you need to eat something, because I’m scared you’ll pass out. Kyun, give him half of your bagel.”
Changkyun froze with the bagel halfway to his mouth. “But I made this.”
“With my food,” She countered, snapping her fingers. “Let’s go.”
With a dirty look Changkyun passed the bagel over, where Seungcheol gratefully took a bite.
Zoey sighed. She would be the first to admit that this wasn’t ideal, especially she would be the person most affected by the outcome. However, being able to focus on keeping Seungcheol from fainting and Changkyun from stealing all of their food was a welcome distraction.
She didn’t even want to think about what would happen if that test came back positive. She’d never really been a planner, but she was so aware that a positive result would derail her life, at least temporarily.
“I would be a very cool uncle,” Changkyun’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “Out of like twenty possible options, I will definitely be the favourite,”
“Twenty options,” Seungcheol mumbled, no doubt still thinking about having to tell Monsta X.
Zoey patted his back. “Perk up. We don’t know anything for sure yet.” She was half speaking to him, and half reassuring herself.
They passed the next ten minutes in a tense silence, broken only by Changkyun’s random comments (he was going to buy the baby a little microphone), and Seungcheol’s stressed mumblings.
When the time was up, Zoey returned to the bathroom, almost dreading the result.
“One line is no, two lines is yes,” She chanted under her breath, praying for one line.
She barely picked it up when two people barrelled into her back.
“What does it say?” Seungcheol demanded, reaching for the test.
Changkyun leaned over her shoulder. “What does one line mean?”
Zoey took a deep breath, the stress leaving her body. “It means no.”
“No?”
“I’m not pregnant.”
Seungcheol let out a whoop and smacked a kiss onto her mouth. “I freaking love you.”
Zoey laughed. “That was stressful. Let’s not do that again.”
He shook his head quickly. “We’re never having sex again.”
“Ew,” Changkyun stepped out of the doorway so that they could leave the bathroom. Seungcheol skipped towards the kitchen.
Disposing of the test, Zoey followed after him, before she was yanked into a crushing hug.
“You good, Zo?” Changkyun squeezed her.
“Yeah,” She squeezed him back. “That was a lot.”
“You know I was just joking right? I could see that you were stressing,” He let her go.
“I know,” She nodded. “Thanks for being here.”
“Anytime,” He punched her lightly in the arm. “Love you.”
we're ok (just no power so I'm currently one town over in a Starbucks). we had trees down and some minor damage, but my next door neighbor had a tree go through their living room so in general the situation is fairly serious. I mean its over now, but it'll take a while to get things up and running
Hey all! I'm in South-Eastern Ontario and we got a horrible storm yesterday that has knocked out all of our power and there is some pretty major damage to our houses. So, while the next post is basically finished, its going to be a bit before I have reliable internet access to post it
Just a little bit of fun insight into Yeonjun and his eternal hatred/love of Sara.
A/N: Thanks so much to all of you for bearing with me as I remember how I used to do all of this! I can't believe it's been literally almost a year since I posted Sara...I missed her.
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“Sometimes I really want to smack you.”
Sara didn’t move, allowing the makeup artist to artfully apply her blush as the finishing touch to her makeup.
“And why is that, Yeonjun? Some sort of psychological problem?”
She heard a scoff, and then the makeup chair next to her creaked as he settled into it. “That was rude.”
“So was you saying that you wanted to smack me.” She snapped her fingers. “Soobin,”
“Yeonjun, please don’t threaten Sara,” Soobin deadpanned, his voice coming from somewhere over by the coach.
Sara smiled slightly as the makeup artist blended out her blush.
“You know, you aren’t being more of a leader when you only speak up when she tells you to.” Yeonjun reminded Soobin.
“When there’s cameras, I’m in charge. No cameras, Sara is.” She caught Soobin’s shrug in the mirror.
“Things are just easier that way.” Hueningkai added.
If Sara could have moved, she would have flicked Yeonjun on the forehead just to prove her point.
“Anyways, why do you want to smack her?” Beomgyu asked.
“Because, she’s —”
“Ok, you’re all done,” The makeup artist stepped away.
“Thanks so much,” Sara moved her head from side to side, inspecting the look. For such a dark concept, they’d gone fairly safe with her makeup, if slightly more dramatic than usual with her contour. Her ice-blonde hair was the real highlight of the look, but she was very happy with it. “You’re the best.”
“Good luck with your performance,” the makeup artist bowed and exited the room.
Sara spun in her chair, shaking her head back and forth to crack the bones in her neck. She’d been sitting still for so long that she’d gone stiff, and the last thing she needed was to pull something when she was performing.
“So, Jun.” She stood slowly from her chair, letting the blood flow to her limbs resume. “Why do you want to abuse me?”
“Oh stop being so dramatic,” He frowned, rolling his eyes at her. “I wouldn’t actually smack you.”
“Yeah, because she would kick your ass.” Taehyun laughed.
Sara clicked her tongue. “Language.”
“Sorry, Noona,” He was still laughing. “But it’s true.”
“Anyways,” Yeonjun glared at her. “How do you guys not want to smack her? I walk into the room and its just…her.” He gestured to her face.
Sara held a hand to her chest. “My existence is what’s irritating you.”
“Usually yes. But today it’s…all of that.” He flicked his hand, looking thoroughly annoyed.
Sara glanced down at her outfit, trying to figure out what he was talking about.
“Are you….actually, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” She looked over to the others. “Is there something wrong?”
“Not that I can see.”
“You look perfect, Noona,” Hueningkai gave her a thumbs up.
“That’s the problem!” Yeonjun exclaimed. “I walked in and she was just there…looking like that. How is that fair?”
“Jun,” Sara smirked. “Are you…actually trying to compliment me?”
“No, I’m definitely complaining about how beautiful you are.” He was dead serious.
Sara threw back her head and laughed. “You kill me.”
“What?” He demanded. “Why are you laughing at me?”
“Because you’re being stupid?” Soobin chuckled.
Sara shook her head, wiping a tear from her eye before it could smear her eyeliner. “I look the exact same way that I always do.”
“Right. Annoyingly beautiful.” Yeonjun looked genuinely angry about it.
“It’s definitely a compliment, Noona.” Beomyu smiled.
“You do look super pretty,” Taehyun agreed.
Sara beamed. “That’s why you two are my favorite.”
“Excuse me? I’m the one who said it?” Yeonjun protested.
Sara rolled her eyes, reaching out to smack his leg. “Yeah, in a critical way. Haven’t I ever told you that it's rude to comment on a girl’s appearance?”
He scoffed. “You’re not a girl.”
Sara decided not to try and argue with that. Though she wasn’t prone to losing arguments, she didn’t know if it was worth wasting the energy on whatever little vendetta Yeonjun had woken up with this morning.
With an exasperated sigh, she tried again. “Was any of this a legitimate criticism? Do we think I look too ‘pretty’ for the concept we’re doing?” It was a serious possibility. Irrespective of her own looks, they were going for a slightly grungier, dark concept for Good Boy Gone Bad, and she didn’t want to look out of place because the stylists had held back on her makeup or styling.
Yeonjun just frowned. “No. I guess you match the concept.”
Rolling her eyes for what felt like the twentieth time since the start of the conversation, Sara turned toward the others. “Input from rational human beings?”
“You look great,” Soobin gave her a thumbs up.
“Very badass and edgy.” Hueningkai agreed.
“Excellent,” Sara grabbed her phone off of the dressing table and opened her Snapchat, lifting one hand to her chin in an innocent-looking pose and taking a quick selca.
“Who was that for?” Beomgyu asked.
Never one to beat around the bush, Sara smiled. “Hyunjin. I told him I’d show him my look for this concept.”
A strangled gasp choked its way out of Yeonjun. “What? Do you guys see this?”
“See…her taking a selfie to send to Hyunjin?” Taehyun tilted his head, looking adorably like a puppy. “Yeah.”
“She pretends to have no idea what we’re talking about, but she’s using her…her looks to get herself a boyfriend,” Yeonjun exclaimed.
“How disappointing of you, Jun,” Sara clicked her tongue. “Firstly, I really don’t care about how I look that much, and secondly, I don’t need to get myself a boyfriend. I already kind of have one.”
“Oooh,” Beomgyu grinned. “Noona, you’re so cool.”
“I know,” she flipped her long blonde hair over one shoulder. “Yeonjun, do you have anything else to say?”
Instead of answering her, he spun to face Soobin. “I would like to formally request Sara’s removal from the group.”
ok the post that was supposed to go up yesterday is done and will go up today...turns out i have to remember exactly how i formatted stuff so its just taking me a bit longer than normal
Hello!! I'm wondering if you're going to reactivate your patreon account? I kinda want to reread everything on there. I think I saved some of your posts but my iPad broke so I lost everything on it 😭.
Also I'm wondering if you can do something where it's free for a day, like a special or something and then you like lock it again after? If that makes sense, sorry if I'm asking too much!! Idk patreon terminology lol.
Hey! I totally get what you mean. Unfortunately I don’t think that’s something I’m capable of doing through Patreon. I will maybe reactivate the Patreon in the future but it won’t be until I’m back to a more regular posting schedule. At that time, all past posts will be available to paying members
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