sʜᴜᴛᴛᴇʀ.

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Like this and I’ll come ask for your aim. Or if you’re brave enough add me @keatsuko Either way I need some new contacts.

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— && ; his long reply was quite unexpected for mao, however, she patiently waited for it. while that, she was doing last preparations before the photoshoot would start. thankfully, she asked a friend to work for her if chef would want anything, because helping mao’s friend was on the first place. yet, he’d tell him that she simply had nothing to do so she came to check up on him and examine his work. “ amazing! i hope we could work more together in the future. also, since gq is quite known, it’d be a good start, don’t you think so? I could introduce you to other photographers of ours. “

‘I think so, we’ll see what happens and how these turn out? I think that’s the main goal right now.’ He told her as he focused on the model which had now made her way onto the set. He simply took his time examining her appearance, not so much for personal reasons but to find out where she’d fit best. Assuming he was allowed to do so, he signed her to step a little to the right, to not come in contact with the light so directly. Focusing on Mao, he then had them meet gazes. ‘Tell me if you want anything in particular, like a shot you wish to have or a place you want her to be.’ 

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He narrowed his eyes slightly while he looked at the other. It was always hard to exactly tell what the other felt or was thinking. He wasn’t that convinced when he told him he wasn’t upset, but he let it go. There was no reason to try and pry it out of him and maybe he was lacking energy for that too. So for everybody’s sake he let it go. “Okay.” He simply answered. He nodded a little as he heard the other speak about his work. “Two? That must be tough at times. Where do you work now?”

‘The basic convenience store job.’ he replied, nothing too fancy but yet again the male was only nineteen years old, giving him enough time and options to change his career path later on. Something he was already working on with his second, freelance job, however he usually kept that a little vague as he found it weird to explain he would take requests from people over the internet to photograph certain things only to send the pictures through email and receive money back. Usually, these kind of jobs happened in a more.. serious and business-y manner.

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          « August 11, 2016 »

Rejection, something that always found it’s way towards the male yet no matter the amount of times he’d been receiving it, he didn’t seem able to handle it properly. As indifferent and careless he may come off, disappointment, sadness but mostly anger seemed to be the three most apparent emotions at the moment. Human interaction had never been his best point, despite enjoying some company, the hardest thing that came with it would have to be opening up. And if there was anything he preferred not to do, it was that. But yet again, even he knew of his flaws and he knew ways to fix them and had been forcing himself to do so. High hopes and a lot of motivation had led him to succeed. Unfortunately, rejection was what brought him back down to the starting point, or even before that. The young male’s anger often led to harsh and quick decisions, most of the time these weren’t the best. And so the bottle of alcohol proved once again.

[ikonis]

[introspectivepoet]

I can’t explain what I mean. And even if I could, I’m not sure I’d feel like it.

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via introspectivepoet)

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Jimin wasn’t someone to boast– okay maybe he is, but only at times. Not always. Telling him how his days had been was hardly boasting. It was normal to him. He forgot that it wasn’t normal for everybody though. He could just sense the sort of frustration coming from the other so he could only stare at him for a moment as if that would help him to figure out what’s wrong with him. He wasn’t some kind of psychic. Of course he couldn’t figure it out by just looking at him. He sighed softly. “Ah yeah? How is work going for you?” All he could do was being interested in what the other male had to tell him about his life. “You know I didn’t mean to make you feel upset right…. Are you upset?” He made a face. Honestly he hated when people felt bad. Especially when it was him who caused it. Although he couldn’t seem to figure out what it was he exactly did.

Work was going reasonably for him, he didn’t do anything fancy he never had many interesting things going on. He didn’t meet interesting people, unlike the other. And therefor he had nothing to say about his job, nor wanted to talk about it as he felt it was only bad for his pride. The other speaking as though he had badly hurt Keaton’s feelings, it only became more annoying. ‘You’re not.’ He simply told him, not using many words and simply wishing for the other to shut up about it and move on, this was clearly only making him feel like less. In hopes to make the other shut up about Keaton possibly being upset, the latter just decided to rant about his things a little. ‘Work’s busy, since I have two jobs now.’ 

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— && ; she was listening to him pretty carefully, from time to time giving him slow nods to make sure he’d get her attention. she, as an editor, was really curious about the whole kitchen of making photos, lightning, backgrounds and other stuff that was making the mood and atmosphere of any photoshoot. “ i actually think models know what to do themselves but in any case, there will be your helper, he’ll come in a few minutes. also, chef said that if you make good pictures, he might take you as photographer not on an occasion, but for issues as well. are you interesting to taking photos of not only humans, but rooms and stuff? “

     Keaton had never really been into photographing humans, or well, he was but simply a particular style. His interest was mostly to photograph the things that made humans interesting, not so much their face nor their fashion. He enjoyed their postures, their skin, their marks. Rooms and whatever it was, it didn’t interest him, he didn’t care for models like this, he didn’t care for fancy magazine pictures, however he knew he had to find a way to climb up the ladder in order to be more recognized and start doing what he loves. ‘Well, that’d be nice.’

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She only rolled her eyes to his weak excuse. Didn’t know she would talk that much? The disc jockey has always talked a lot, even though she could enjoy to be the one talking or the one talking. Being a dj she was used to talking without the feedback so his worry of having to maintain the conversation was unnecessary. “What would you prefer then? Walking in an awkward silence?” The silence wouldn’t be one of those comfortable ones in that situation for Keaton would know that she had something to say and was holding back. “It’s not that i am asking you to share the events of your private life or anything. At least tell me what do you want to picture. Maybe i can help finding the right place.” He was an ‘ass’ sometimes but the woman knew that it was just his protection mechanism, therefore she didn’t take him rudeness personally.

     Truly, it could’ve been expected from the DJ, and it’d be a lie if he didn’t expect it just a little bit, however Keaton wasn’t much of a talker and neither was he much of a listened. ‘Silences are nice in my opinion.’ He told her, which wasn’t at all a lie as he often preferred silences. He wasn’t one to find situations awkward often, if ever at all, with barely any shame, he simply found most situations entertaining. This especially were he to notice the other person was uncomfortable, as for some reason those moments made him laugh, unable to relate, it was just funny to him. ‘Mhmm, I’m not quite sure to be honest, I can’t tell you ahead of time, I just see whatever happens and whatever is interesting enough for me to do so.’ 

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                        ❣️ “No see, you don’t understand. I skipped class today.” She reiterates, as if thinking that would do anything. It was evident that Keaton didn’t really have a clue where the statement was coming from. Letting out an exasperated sigh, she held onto her head as if she was in a deep level of stress, eyes quivering. “I never skip class.” That was it– Son Sarang, the model, straight A student who was the apple of her father’s eyes. But the female had just had one too many drinks last night (which was a rare occurrence, and she refused to accept the fact that she let herself go)  and wasn’t able to wake up on time. “So see this is why I called you here today.” She says, pointing down as if gesturing to her penthouse apartment, the place they were in. “Since you’re the ‘fuck you I don’t give a damn I’m going to do me’ kind of dude, I need you to talk some sense into me. Tell me that missing a one damn class is fine, please?” She was desperate at that point, and it showed in the tone of her voice.

     Repeating the words as she did wasn’t doing too much for him, however he assumed-- and he assumed right, that’s she’d explain furthermore. While allowing her to ramble whatever she needed to, he made his way over to lower himself onto her couch. His gaze naturally wandered around the room, he wasn’t used to settings like these and actually envied it a lot however with his kind of job he could barely afford the small apartment he was currently living in. ‘Missing one damn class is fine.’ he told her, exactly like she wanted to and he glanced up at her. ‘It’s not like they’ll teach a lot of new things in the time span of what.. two hours? They’ll like make you do the same damn thing you always do and surely they won’t even know you’re not there.’ he explained, now actually putting in a little effort to reassure her. ‘I once missed half a year of classes and when I returned shit was the same, so I don’t think you have to worry.’ The dropout mumbled.

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Most replies have been drafted. Won’t be here most of the weekend. Find me on aim @keatsuko

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Her eyes squinted a little for she knew that the young man was still being cocky with his behavior and she didn’t need a lie detector to know that he couldn’t care less about her feelings. “What a kind soul you are.” Sarcasm, obviously. Sohee wasn’t easily hurt since she was fairly independent with her opinions and confident in herself, she knew who she was. However, she was also prideful and had some temper too even though it didn’t have to mean that she didn’t like the person or had any prejudice but she didn’t take no rudeness her way silently either. Then again, she had to admit that sometimes she was talking too much, blabbing about the things that were interesting and exciting to her starting from space and ending with the historical war strategies or kittens. “If you wanted to stay alone or are annoyed with my company why did you say it was okay to join you?” Stoling the city with Kiwoong was always interesting as he knew some awesome spots that she had no idea of even if she was born and raised in Seoul.

     Purposely ignoring her first words, he continued his stroll without much care. The expression that had slowly started taking over her features, was sincerely entertaining the younger. Rather than holding conversation with a lot of content and sincere words, Keaton was a whole lot better at arguing. He had never really been that great when it came to human interaction, he never really knew how to behave or even how to respond to the simplest of questions because he hadn’t grown up with many people around. Instead he grew up with a whole lot of frustration and loneliness, which had caused his only outlet to be rudeness or anger, he didn’t feel much more than that. It was a habit hard to get rid of, as even in moments he felt happy and wanted to respond with kind words, he found himself just jokingly insulting people instead. ‘Because I didn’t know you were going to talk this much.’ Which wasn’t at all true, he actually enjoyed her rambles but as she had been the only one talking he felt pressured to speak up with some words as well, and so the only of responding was with rudeness.

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He blinked a few times as the other spoke up. He wasn’t boasting was he? He looked up in thought for a moment. The comment threw him off and it confused him. His eyebrows furrowed together as he was in thought about his words. He was just simply telling the other about what he had been up to lately. In no way shape or form was he boasting. Although perhaps one could take it that way since his group did do really well and they had lots of adventures recently. Including the trip they had in Europe.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make it sound like that.” He mumbled. “Tell me about what you have been up to lately.”

     It hadn’t even been so much that the other was boasting, quite honestly, Keaton had asked so the male was likely just responding and telling him about his adventures and his latest doings. Yet Keaton couldn’t help but feel slightly inferior to the other and it was a feeling he absolutely hated, thus it pissed him off and he wished the other to stop talking. Though really, he had been the one causing this for himself, having dropped out of school, he had kind of ruined his own chances of getting a great job, like the other. But those were things he liked to avoid thinking about. ‘Nothing really, just working.’ He responded, now a little pissed at both himself and the situation.

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“shut up.”  her brow cocked in amusement as the boy spoke, spencer didn’t really expect him to keep tabs on her work life. none the less she was touched by the simple fact her knew she came back,, though she figured he didn’t know anyone other then herself in the group. “yeah,  after a year break it was kind of nerve wrecking.” she replied. though she had always had a lively personalty, the stage with so many eyes on her made her shy and awkward.  but that wasn’t information she was gonna share with keaton, she was sure the boy would drag her for it. “ but i been thinking of opening up something more legit and not just making music. i love cooking so i was thinking opening a cafe or a resturant like my moms. – but what have you been doing?”

     He truly wasn’t all that interested in things like these, but being her friend he may have been following some of her group’s related accounts. Though he assumption was absolutely right, he mostly kept tabs on her rather than her other members as he didn’t quite care for the group itself, more like he wanted to see how she was doing- without this sounding like an absolutely stalker-like thought. ‘Understandable.’ He told her with a nod and slid his hands into the pockets of his jeans. ‘A restaurant? Does that mean I can come by and request free food, you know, because I’m your friend and all.’ he said and chuckled. ‘But yeah, I haven’t been doing much, I don’t lead an interesting idol life, I mostly just sit on the couch and stuff.’

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“oh my god, you are so fucking dramatic.” the brunette rolls her eyes and curls her lip into a sneer, dragging the chair’s legs noisily across the floor. glancing at the table to the empty portions for two, she lets her jaw drop only slightly in disbelief. “really? you ate it all?” she asks while plopping gracelessly into the seat and hiking her leg up to prop her foot against her bottom. while she wishes she had a good reason for being late, she’d honestly just been in the middle of something else when he texted her. that didn’t mean she was going to tell him–who was already pissed enough at her–that. “i’m not paying for that shit! i didn’t even eat any of it.” the mention of the bill makes her scoff, eyes rolling once more at the male’s sheer audacity. “if you’d sit your ass down, i could actually tell you why i was late to begin with.”

    ‘Spare me the details on why you were late because it’s bullshit anyway.’ He was sincerely pissed, when he had texted her he had assumed she’d be right over. Surely, it wasn’t a big deal had she told him she couldn’t make it but leaving him waiting for so long was definitely irking him a lot. And now he was quite known to have a lack of patience. Her calling him dramatic, only ruined his mood even more. ‘See ya.’ He told her a last time, leaving the table and making his way off of the terrace. By now, human interaction simply annoyed him and it’d be better to just head home than stay around. As much as other’s could find him dramatic, he found it entirely justified. 

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Suji was wandering the streets late at night again. She wasn’t tired despite her hectic day. Her mind usually races full speed after days like today. Her hands were tucked away in the pockets of her shorts, eyes not locked on anything specific. It was a breezy night, making the walk comfortable though something felt a little strange. She felt, for what seemed to be most of her walk, like someone was watching her. Still, that didn’t stop her from enjoying herself.

    It was often really hard to snap a picture of someone without even the slightest bit of their face showing, because that’s something he disliked. His fascination was for human skin but as well as posture, finding that certain postures could create such hauntingly beautiful pictures. Fortunately, this female didn’t seem to be aware of him sneaking after her to take a few shots. It wasn’t even so much meant to be in a perverted way, he was simply intrigued by the way she walked.

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“no, i swear it wasn’t–” though further words soon die on her lips as the shower head turned in her direction caught her by surprise and she lets out a loud yelp before struggling to find her way out of the bathroom; though by then, she was already soaked and there simply wasn’t a point to try and escape any more. “ah, seriously! do i look like your cat? you were supposed to bathe the cat, not me,” she grumbled, tugging at the strands of wet hair that were getting stuck to her face. as she casted her glance back up, the shower head in his hands caught her attention and all it took was a split second to snatch it back from the male and turned it in his direction instead, effectively wetting him as well. “… payback.”

     Despite the rather comedic situation, the actual purpose of all of this had managed to escape. The moment Keaton had let go of the cat to focus his attention on the female, Kobe-- Yes he had named his cat after the beef, not the athlete-- managed to escape and speed through the door opening out of the room. Yet he barely noticed as by now he was the one receiving another spray of water from the female, something he wouldn’t just simply accept. He never accepted defeat. And so he had swiftly made his way over, swooping the female off of the floor and tossing her over his shoulders. Using this distraction he snatched the shower head back. By now drenching the entire bathroom, which he would definitely regret later on. ‘You’re dead now.’ He said as he made his way over, placing her in the bathtub only to once more direct the stream of the shower head at her.