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☽ ; sixth degree

@rkjimin

the theory of the six degrees of separation has always interested him. the idea that any one person is only six people away from being related in some way to another person is mind-boggling considering that there are seven billion people in the world. he’s yet to see the theory be disproven, but even though it would be hard to prove it untrue, or the fact that he hasn’t even bothered to look anything up against it, he still thinks it harmless to believe in something as simple as that.

and sometimes, two people have even less degrees of separation between them, the case being so with the familiar face he sees at the end of the street, one he hasn’t seen in a long while, but one that’s familiar all the same. he can’t quite remember how they’d met, but it had been through some mutual friend or relative or another, though he supposes that doesn’t really matter now. he contemplates going on his own way without so much as a greeting, but it’s been so long that it would really be a shame if he didn’t, so he raises his hand and his voice, hoping to catch the other’s attention as his feet lead him toward him.

“hey, jimin!” he calls out once he’s within earshot, a lazy smile on his lips. “long time no see. how have you been, man? feels like i’m meeting with a ghost.”

#rkjimin #( t;hr: sixthdegree )#( thank you for liking my post!! )

henlo all!! it’s me ya girl!!

i am in some desperate need of threads for this boy, so if you’re willing to help me out here, please give this a like for a random starter!! and if you’re feeling extra helpful, go ahead and comment any word to base the thread off of! thanks rookies!!

a little mini-note: because of kihyun’s personality, really random starters would be hard for him, so any that i write will have to be pre-establish friendships, so i hope y’all don’t mind!

#( o;oc )

rkpjs:

— cookie run ;

pj wasn’t entirely sure why he felt the need to approach a stranger in the middle of the night. normally he made sure not to do such things, as he had seen way too many movies that proved just how bad of an idea that could be. and, above all else, why had he asked if the guy was a psycho murderer? if he is a psycho murderer, pj thought, then i definitely just made his list. he shuddered at the thought, adjusting his grip on the pack of cookies and he listened to the stranger’s response. he seemed like he was an okay person, so pj decided that he should try to give him the benefit of the doubt.

“i’d say that i was relieved, except isn’t that exactly what a psycho murderer would say?” pj questioned with a chuckle, slightly tilting his head to the side. “but what the heck—i’ll trust you.” he paused, light laughter falling from his lips as he shook his head. “actually, no—trust is a strong word. i don’t trust you, since you’re a stranger out way past bedtime, but i do think that you might be okay. just… no sudden movements, and we’ll be good.” he began to open the pack of cookies before hesitating, eyeing the stranger for a long moment. “you want any cookies?”

it’s definitely what a psycho murderer would say, kihyun thinks, but refrains from voicing his thoughts aloud in case it would cause the kid to panic. he doesn’t know why, but it seems like he’d be the type. despite that, though, the stranger makes himself comfortable, perhaps too comfortable, rambling off a bir before offering him some cookies from his pack. kihyun raises a brow, in confusion, staring at the kid and his opened pack of snacks for a few moments before letting out a small chuckle. this, too, is probably something a psycho murderer would say, snacks laced with sedatives or mild poision to drag his unassuming victims away, but he seems harmless enough, and if worse came to worst, at least he’d get some sleep.

“eh, why the hell not?” he answers finally, shrugging his shoulders with an enviable amount of nonchalance. it’s this lackadaisical nature that’s gotten him into trouble countless times before, but nothing so far that’s happened has been drastic enough to make him want to change his mind. if this guy does end up being a psycho murderer, then perhaps this’ll be the one that does him in, if he survives. “but do you make it a habit to share cookie with strangers who might murder you? or are you trying to pull an uno reverse card on me?”

#rkpjs #( t;hr: cookierun )

rklisa:

☽ ; the great outdoors

“hit you?” she looks at him with an confused and somewhat amused expression. “no, i wouldn’t waste my arm strength on you, i’m not that strong and i’m easily tired.” a lie, because her stamina has been surprisingly good lately, and she’s even been trying to work out a bit more, but she says it anyways because she likes to be unassuming. “plus, i don’t want to make a scene in public, you know? but in private….maybe i would think about it. but you’re not trying to get rid of me, right?” lisa’s gaze turns to him, searching his face but not expecting a real answer, not from him at least.

“okay, you’re right. i’ll get the carp bread.” but no way is she going to let him eat it. if she’s paying for carp bread she’s going to shove it into her mouth if that’s the last thing she does. and also because she doesn’t want to see his satisfaction when it turns out she can’t finish everything she ordered. it’s petty, but lisa lives to spite people, which isn’t really what she’s trying to do here but there’s an underlying tone of wanting to prove him wrong, even if she came to this outing intending to just enjoy his company. apparently, some habits are just hard to break.

lisa’s eyes follow to where he’s looking, spotting the couple that’s packing up their food. “yeah, that’s a perfect spot! i knew we were friends for a reason..at least you can see the good photo locations.” she looks back at him with a grin. “you would take some pictures of me, right? i’ll take some of you, i can’t let this outfit go to waste. i kind of really did that.” she’s too smug, considering that she really didn’t do anything, but the amusement goes away fast enough as she turns to the person in front of them with a frown. “that is, if we even get to order.”

“oh? you want to beat me in private?” he asks, raising his brow at her as he takes the easy opening with a faint smile on his lips knowing the suggestiveness would either annoy her or cause her to react in disgust. it’s all a part of his plan to send her off despite her reluctance, but he’s not so sure it’ll pay off. she can definitely be a stubborn one, but he can’t really say anything about it when he can be just as stubborn, perhaps even more so, depending on the situation. it’s one of the reasons they always end up bickering when they hang out, but even though things like that usually tire him out, he’s become so used to it now with lisa that he’d be weirded out of things didn’t work out this way

“yeah, so hurry up and grab the seat, dummy,” he says, smugness on his face at her ending up wanting the carp bread anyway, pressing his palms into the back of her shoulders, practically shoving her toward the space he’d pointed out. with her out of the line, he quickly makes use of the now empty space in front of the food cart since the person in front of them in line has finally ordered and paid, and lists off all the food lisa had mentioned earlier, as well as some food for himself. in one swift motion, he fishes his card out of his wallet and pays for it all. it’s not his first time doing this dance, after all.

with all of that out of the way, he waits patiently for the food to be prepared and, once he’s been handed it all of it, he makes his way back to her side, cheeky grin on his lips. he begins speaking from a distance before she can get a word in, hoping to curb any kind of scolding she intends on giving him. compliments are always a good way of distracting her, so he starts off with that, going off of what she’d said earlier. “let’s take some photos before we start eating?” he says, setting them down on the nearby bench. “because you’re right, we can’t let this outfit go to waste.”

#rklisa #( t;hr: thegreatoutdoors )#rkpicnic

rkpjs

— cookie run ;

charisma starter for @kihyxnrk !

another late night, another perfect opportunity for pj to clear his head. he was running like always, unsure of his destination, only knowing that he had to keep going. things were much more peaceful than they were during the day, but not completely—it took more than the sun going down to bring life in seoul to a halt. or maybe he only felt it was more peaceful because of the surrounding darkness—it comforted him, even if he wasn’t entirely sure why.

he was on a route that was usually less populated—there were a few people here and there, but pj usually tried to keep his distance. once he thought he had a moment to himself, the boy slowed to a stop, deciding it was time for a quick snack break as he removed the pack of cookies he’d been carrying in his pocket. it was just as he was about to enjoy his treat, however, that he noticed another man—and, for whatever reason, he felt a strong urge to approach him. please don’t be a psycho murderer, pj thought to himself, cautiously approaching the stranger. “hey… you’re not a psycho murderer, are you?” he looked like someone who could use a cookie.

kihyxnrk

another night, another restless evening of awaiting the sleep that always eludes him. on most nights, he’s content with lying there and waiting for the time to pass, on other nights, he’ll find things with which to busy himself. then there are nights like these where the tossing and turning is just too much, and he needs to escape his apartment, where only the cool night air can offer any kind of peace---that’s his hope, anyway, though this time it doesn’t seem to offer up much at all. the sight of the river’s water does seem to help some, but his eyes remain wide open even though his lids are heavy and tired.

the peaceful atmosphere is completely ruined, though, when suddenly a stranger’s voice penetrates his personal bubble, bringing him out of the stupor he’d allowed himself to fall into. “huh?” he mutters, voicing his utter confusion, belatedly processing the stranger’s words though they still make barely any sense. why would anyone ever approach someone who might be a psycho murderer? he chuckles quietly to himself, shaking his head, debates messing with the guy but he still seems to be a kid, not too much younger than he is but still bright-eyed. “not that i know of, no. you?”

#rkpjs #( t;hr: cookierun )

☽ ; life lessons

@rkyoona

when he’d first started singing, kihyun didn’t think he needed professional training or lessons in order to use his voice. back then, singing had only been a passing hobby, something to do in the shower to pass the time, a mere habit when he thought no one was around. in all honesty, even now, when he’s singing professionally to make a living, he still doesn’t think it’s all that important to take formal lessons, but it probably wouldn’t hurt to try and expand his vocal range and strength or learn to properly read sheet music. the latter especially important when he’s been thinking about recording his brother’s songs. getting by on guitar tabs and playing by ear isn’t going to cut it for much longer.

luckily, his ability to make friends despite his prickly and aloof personality prooves to be beneficial to him, and the fact that yoona used to be a musical theater actress makes her an easy choice. out of the goodness of her heart, she agrees to help him, and he’s grateful, considering how she always seems so busy. of course, it’s not something he’d ever admit out loud, but he likes to think she already knows anyway.

after practice with the band, he heads to his apartment to get everything ready, one of his brother’s notebooks and some water bottles out on the coffee table and not much else because he can’t really think of what else to prepare. besides that, there’s a chocolate bar because he has to thank her somehow, and he’s pretty sure that women love chocolate---not that he knows exactly what women want. when yoona arrives, he heads toward the door, hand raising up to greet her as he opens it a thankful smile at his lips. “hey, thanks for coming.”

#rkyoona #( t;hr: lifelessons )

rklisa:

☽ ; the great outdoors

every time lisa looks at him she wants to give herself a pat on the back. who knew that kihyun as a tiktok e-boy would work so well? she did, and her instincts are never wrong about these things, so as soon as he had put on the clothes she had chosen for him she knew that she did a great thing, lisa manoban scoring once again ( not to be her, but she hasn’t missed yet, and she wasn’t about to do it now ). of course, she should probably give some credit to kihyun having a good face and nice proportions to pull off something like this, but she’s also happy to take all the praise for herself.

she never really gets the time to hang out with her friends like this, and even going to a picnic seems like a big deal, which is a little depressing if she thinks about it. she feels like she especially hasn’t seen kihyun in forever, even though she always seems to bother him at 3am when she can’t sleep, sending him pictures of cats and forcing him to keep her company through text messages. but it’s not the same as actually seeing him in person, no matter how annoying he is sometimes.

she would enjoy it more if the person in front of them wasn’t taking forever to choose what they wanted, but she takes what she can get. “i want…” lisa looks at all the choices, telling herself that she was not going to be like the person in front of them and she was going to be decisive. “i want the fish cakes and the cheese corn dog.” she’s suddenly extremely hungry, and she looks at it again. “do you think i should get some carp bread too?” she scans over the park, turning to him suddenly. “why? are you trying to get rid of me? there are plenty of places we can sit.”

she’s caught on to his ruse, which he honestly should have expected. she’s always been pretty sharp, but that doesn’t stop him from trying to get things by her anyway. call it a thrill, if you will. it’s why he looks at her now as if she’s dumb, as if thinking he has any ulterior motives is so out of left field that it doesn’t even deserve a proper answer. honestly, it really doesn’t, not because it’s dumb, but because he doesn’t feel like answering it, but he’s shaking his head anyway, shrugging his shoulders in the process. “if i said i really am trying to get rid of you, are you going to hit me?”

he snorts, laughing to himself as if it really is the reason he’s sending her off on this very simple mission, but it really has nothing to do with anything. it’s been so long since he’s seen her in person, and even though kihyun as a person in general is quite solitary and can go for long periods of time without seeing his friends or acquaintances, he actually sort of missed hanging out with her without having distance and a phone screen between them. of course, he’d never tell her this in person---he’d honestly rather die than do that, but it’s the thought that counts, and it’s a good thought, so that automatically means he’s a good person.

“just get the carp bread,” he says, using it as an attempt at a distraction and pushing her away in an attempt to get her to do as she says. “if you don’t want it in the end, i’ll eat it.” he’s got a shit-eating grin on his face, already imagining her eating the carp bread out of pettiness anyway so that he doesn’t get to eat it in the end. “look, over there. that couple is leaving. doesn’t that tree look nice?” he points over toward a tree closer to the river, and while he’d merely been trying to distract her as the person in front of them finally places an order, the tree honestly does look lush and green. “good for pictures, wouldn’t you say?”

#rklisa #( t;hr: thegreatoutdoors )#rkpicnic

☽ ; gathering

@rksohee

it's been a while since he's been to a private event like this, a showing closed to the general public, meant for just a select few. he prefers it like this, and those who know him would understand why, but opportunities like this don't come around too often, so when the chance arises, he doesn't hesitate to take it, even if he has to move some things around in his schedule. it's also a good chance to see people he hasn't seen in a while, a fact made evident when he spots sohee as soon as he enters the building.

as soon as he does, though, he almost doesn't greet her, realizing just how long it's been since he's talked to her, or even reach out just to see how she was doing. it's no secret that he has a lot of improving to do when it comes to friendships, not only in this manner but in so many others, but fixing those faults is a whole other matter and not one he's going to address any time soon. still, he figures ignoring the mistake is better than ignoring her completely, so he ends up approaching her anyway, and he's glad he did.

the night consists of quiet conversation, exchanging thoughts and ideas on their mutual friend's pieces, admiring the detail and hard work that must have gone into each and every one of them. if he had a little more cash to spare, he'd probably even offer to buy one of them, but things have been tight this month, so he makes a promise to do so next time.

the show comes to a close faster than he anticipates, and while things like this have always been something he enjoys, he feels his energy quickly drain once the group talks about heading out for a meal and a few drinks. he's already shaking his head before the attention can even be drawn to him, and he makes quiet comment to sohee so that he can avoid having to explain himself to everyone. "hey, i think i'm gonna head home," he says to her, hoping she can convey the message to everyone else. "are you good?"

#rksohee #( t;hr: gathering )

rksoleil:

✧wedding singer

ｃｌｏｓｅｄｓｔａｒｔｅｒｆｏｒ @kihyxnrk [𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕞𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣]

Separating their daily lives from their dancing lives has been an unspoken rule in the dance crew for years, but it’s always been impossible to make it something permanent and clean-cut. So when one of their number announces that he’s engaged (and none of them had expected their maknae Puck to be the first), the other six immediately put their heads together to plan something big.

Somehow, Soleil ends up with the shortest straw possible. If it were simply to organise music, it would have been fine, but Dokkaebi suggests live music, and everyone agrees, and it’s how they find themself seeking out a face younger than their own based on a recommendation from the girls in B4SE. An organised meeting, almost business-like in its nature.

It’s the only reason Sol removes their cap and face mask when they arrive to the coffee shop, one hand gently combing fingers through dark strands to get them to lie neatly. There’s a moment of looking around before their eyes land on a vaguely familiar face, and they begin to make their way closer.

“Yoo Kihyun?” They ask once they’re within earshot, lowering their hand. The syllables form slow (they’ve been speaking in Mandarin all day so far and the switch back to Korean takes focus and thought). “I apologise… if I kept you… waiting long.”

there are some parts of life that inevitably become routine, and meeting up with potential clients is one of them. though he’s often seen as the leader of the band, kihyun likes to avoid this part of the process as much as he can, not because he particularly hates it, but because he’s not the most social of the group, and his demeanor can come off aloof, which people can sometimes misinterpret as being rude or snobby. on more than one occasion, it’s cost them the gig, but they managed to fill the date anyway, so it wasn’t too big of a deal.

at least, that’s how the other members of the band convinced him to have another go at it. it seemed they all had some other arrangement or matter to attend to, so he’d been the last resort, and he’s not quite sure if he should find offense in that. still, it seemed they had some faith in him to allow him to do so instead of rescheduling the meeting, so he supposed he had to put in some effort.

he’s taking a sip of his coffee when he’s approached by someone speaking slowly. kihyun is unsure if it’s because they’re a foreigner or it’s just a matter of habit, but he figures since he was greeted in korean, he’d have no trouble understanding him.

“don’t worry about it,” he responds with a natural pace and tone, taking the lowered hand and shaking it. “i was only here for a few minutes.” he gestures toward the menu hanging over the front counter before addressing business matters. “would you like something to drink? it’s on the house. i know a guy.”

#rksoleil #( t;hr: weddingsinger )

☽ ; the great outdoors

@rklisa

only the power of god and anime is keeping him from complaining about the heat right now, and he doesn’t even believe in god and hardly watches any anime. he almost regrets wearing the all black ensemble that lisa had picked out for him to wear, but even if he’d chosen his own outfit for the day, the chances are high that he’d still be wearing the same color, soaking up all the sunlight that’s left, and all the heat along with it.

at least the food is going to be good, and that will be in no part thanks to either of them. he’d joked about not wanting to die when lisa had mentioned they should buy food instead of packing some to bring since she couldn’t cook, but the fact of the matter is that he isn’t that great a cook either, but it’s always more fun to take a jab at her than to admit his own faults.

the smell on its own is enough to make a man salivate, but the person in front of them is taking forever to order and drooling is not a good look on anyone, so he refrains, fanning himself with a folded up piece of paper as a distraction. “hey, why don’t you go find a place for us to sit,” he suggests to lisa, looking around the park. he says it more like it’s an order, but it’s also a discreet way to pay for her food without the hassle of an argument. “just tell me what you want and i’ll order for you.”

#rklisa #( t;hr: thegreatoutdoors )#rkpicnic

henlo everyone! it’s me again, mari!! back at it again with a third muse!!

this here is my prickly lil eboy, yoo kihyun!! ( roars and applause !!! ) he’s an emotionally distant introvert who prefers staring into space over hanging out with people ( yay )!! he was born and raised in seoul and a wedding singer!! he has a tragic backstory, which you can read about here, along with a bunch of other Cool Facts! i’ve also got some open plots you can check out here, but i am also down for good old fashioned brainstorming, so hmu if you want to plot!!

uhhhh that’s all i’ve got to say for now hhhhh but!! if you don’t have me on twt already, you can add me there @monberie!! thank u ily rk!!

#( o;oc )#( time for the always daunting task of following the masterlist!! )