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ksxmina:

if it could be helped, mina did her best to avoid any sort of places that involved active clubs, or active sports– these mainly being the field and the dance studios. the place she was right about now. the female was only there today though to pick up her jacket that she’d left in one of the studio’s earlier while she’d sat with a few fame chasers from her class. that was one of her things anyway, getting on with most cliques. minus the rebels. she’d rather not deal with them, and they’d rather not deal with her– if it could be helped.

but it’s just her luck when she walks up to the one studio that has to have someone in it. the one studio that her jacket is in. and of course. it’s bloody rebel. she rolls her eyes then, but she waits by the door until he’s finished, looking away and avoiding his figure as he goes about whatever he’s working on because her jacket has to be across the other side of the room. sure, she could walk right past, interrupt this whole routine– but unlike some people, mina did have manners. so when he was done, finally spotting her, mina’s faced remained it’s same blank slate it normally did around people that she’d rather not deal with. “i came to get my jacket.” she gestured to the black jacket in the corner, walking into the studio without another word.

“Please, don’t be too excited to see me.” He said with a vague hint of sarcasm as his eyes followed her across the studio. She was ignoring him and that much was apparent. It was no surprise to anyone that Kai had a pretty decent list of people that either disliked him, hated him, or even down right despised him. Some people he run into on a daily basis. It’s never bothered him. He’s only gotten into fights with people who seriously had a problem with him. Kai’s carefree attitude doesn’t allow himself to get mad at people’s hate but rather poke fun of. He, himself, has never disliked anyone more than he dislikes other people in general but there was something about Mina that bothered him. Not in a way that was completely bad but in a since that he hated how conflicted they were. They were either at each other throats or about to tear each others clothes off. Why? He had no idea. Maybe her attitude was a turn on for him or maybe he liked the idea of turning someone who didn’t necessarily like him moaning his name. Either way, there was something there that he couldn’t put his finger on. He stood up and purposely placed himself in from of the entrance so that she would have to either talk to him or remove him from the doorway. Let’s just say that Kai isn’t very fond of feeling ignored. What could they possibly discuss? He didn’t know but teasing the blonde always seemed fun to him.

#ksxmina

ksxbitna:

《┄┄┄♡》 there was nothing that got under bitna’s skin more than losing a fight. big or small, she felt that it was her god-given right to win any battle that came her way, and when that didn’t happen, hell broke loose. now, she was never against making a scene in public (the trait came hand in hand with being a rebel), but she was willing to accept the fact that the odds were not stacked in her favor. just because it wouldn’t be easy didn’t mean that she was going to silently accept defeat, though. kai might’ve won in his attempts to be a gentleman, but he wasn’t in the clear yet.

“you don’t know what i was doing, shut up. i used to be a little pageant queen, that absolutely counts.” divulging into her past was something that she rarely ever did, but when it came to proving a point, all cards were on the table. if it wasn’t for the level of dignity she possessed, she probably would’ve started dancing right there in the open to lock and seal her balancing abilities, but again the shoes weren’t her main point of fighting. it was the boxes– a fight that she so clearly lost, leaving her with little choice but to let out a groan to express her discontentment as she walked past him towards the dorms.

if she couldn’t get him to not help her, the next best option in her book was to get him to regret offering to help in the first place. being difficult was almost as second nature to bitna as breathing or blinking was. without any warning, she stopped in her tracks, turning on the heels of her feet to face him. “you know you look like a major jerk right now, right? everyone’s gonna see me struggling with all these boxes while you carry the smallest one off the pile. if you’re going to be helpful, shouldn’t you at least do it right?” it’s tempting to mention how she used to be treated much better than this, but given the path that their conversation was headed on, maybe now wasn’t the best time to bring up the past. “how typical, i’m left doing the grunt work while everyone else tries to make themselves look good.”

Kai was never the chivalrous type unless it got him what he wanted. He was good at that--- getting what he wanted. Since he was young, he was able to either switch on a tiny bit of charisma that got him out of a lot of things. Trouble being top five of those said things. Number one to be exact. He knew how to take control of certain situations when he knew just an inkling amount of a persons character no matter how stubborn and that, no doubt, fueled peoples hatred towards him because they just couldn’t comprehend how someone can possibly be so arrogant. The answer is, most of the time, he hasn’t exactly been proven wrong. Even if he had, his pride would never allow him to accept defeat if it didn’t push boundaries. Hey, even bad boys have their limits. At this point helping her with boxes didn’t exactly draw the calling card for him to push harder than she can shove.

When she finally caved in and started past him, the grin on his face was most definitely apparent whether she had witnessed it or not. It was another triumph that he stacked in his mental hall of success. Considering their past, he honestly thought she’d give a bit more of a fight but he was glad that it was just settled over more chewing his head off but he didn’t mind. He’d already won what he wanted but she just wouldn’t let him live that down and that was only to be expected.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed but looking like a jerk never exactly bothered me and besides, did you ever think to yourself that maybe I’m not trying this ‘chivalry’ thing just to actually help? Maybe I did it to get you to talk to me.” His brown glimmering eyes landed on her as his legs strode to keep up with her. The grin never washed from his face and that small twinkle in his eyes was purposely done for him to tell her something that was deeper than, “I’m glad you let me help you.” What was it? He probably would never admit to what he was actually saying but he hoped it was something that clicked within him without having to say anything or her having to ask but he did reach for the other boxes and balanced them between his palms and biceps.

#; ( ♕ ─ para )#ksxbitna

Hello you beautiful people of the internets. I’m sorry for the lack of activity from me yesterday but I will get to these replies as soon as I can later on tonight. Also, if there is anyone who still wants to plot, I’m very open to it especially with the party being here and all of that.

#; ( ♕ ─ Out of Sass )

ksxlily:

lily was hovering around the arts building, looking for jiwoon in one of the booths. she may have woken up late and arrived an hour after the scheduled time for them to meet but that was beside the point. she trudged around hanging onto the hope that he might still be in the building somewhere. she’d even looked near the dance studios, even know that he wouldn’t be there.

she found someone, but it wasn’t jiwoon. kai hung. lily couldn’t figure out what it was about him, but they did not mesh well. his attitude and arrogance rubbed her the wrong way. it was even worse because as much as she hated his personality, it still didn’t take away from his looks.

she opened the door as quietly as possible just to lean up against the door frame and watch him for a moment. she got lucky because as soon as she stepped in he pulled his shirt up and suddenly all she could see was defined abs and a trail of soft hairs below his navel that lead into the waistband of his pants.

she was caught while openly staring though and immediately hardened her features. “you could say that. i was looking for jiwoon. have you seen him?” maybe he didn’t see her eyeing him and she’d be let off the hook this time.

Kai smirked at her sudden change in demeanor as soon as she realized that he noticed her standing there eyeing him, “See something you like?” He taunted, the smug look was only washed away after his follow up question. “Is that name supposed to mean something to me? Is he apart of the dance club or major in performing arts?” He cocked his brow at her in a quizzical manner as he stood up. He wasn’t sure who exactly Jiwoon was or maybe he did and just couldn’t think of the face. That wasn’t exactly surprising considering he could hardly remember many peoples names due to lack of communication but he was also hot and disoriented after hours of relentless dancing. His muscles felt taut and filled with lactic acid. He walked over to the radio that was still blaring music throughout the room and cut it off before turning back to the girl who’d come by. She he knew, though. She was a girl who made her distaste for him very clear and honestly, he always liked taunting her about it. His tongue swiped over his lips followed by his teeth that bit firmly at the plumpness of his bottom lip as he sauntered over to her. “How are you though, Lily?” He basically purred like a predator stalking its prey.

#ksxlily #aww don't worry about it I don'tmind

ksxbitna:

《┄┄┄♡》 what had started out as a bittersweet moment was quickly turning sour, thanks to none other but min bitna’s less than sweet mood. could anyone expect much different out of her, when confronted with a scenario that she hadn’t actually imagined coming to life? kai was meant to be nothing more than a part of her past, nothing more than a brief period in her life for her to look back on with amusement of her ways. talking to him once again wasn’t a part of her plans, and nothing was more infuriating than things deviating from the path that she so carefully, yet chaotically crafted.

“i’ve been wearing heels since i was six. i know how to walk in them just fine.” if she had a free hand, she would’ve waved it in his face to dismiss him by now. “yeah, i’d say the same about you too.” in a way, it was comforting to know that not much had changed about him in their time apart, but at the same time it only led her to question the what ifs even more now than ever. “what the hell do you care whether i twist my ankle or not? why can’t you just accept that i don’t need you in my business?” she cut herself short, lips pressed tightly together as she exhaled through her nostrils in an attempt to calm down. by the look on his face she knew that there was no way she’d come out of this the winner, but that wouldn’t stop her from fighting anyway– it never did, after all. “give it back. i was doing fine, i don’t need your help.”

He didn’t expect any different from Bitna. Ever since he met her she’d been this way--- stone cold and blocking everyone out that she didn’t want near. She had that facade down to a science. It was like a switch that was hardwired into her that she flipped off whenever she wanted to and she was damn good at it. They were a lot alike in that area. It was one of the reasons they had clicked so well back then but now it was only a bittersweet reminder of what they did have but he couldn’t help but wonder what part of her ever still thought about those times or even is she did--- even in the slightest. Right now probably wasn’t the appropriate time to find out though.

“I’m sure, but unless you were balancing boxes on top of your head while you were at it, I don’t think it really counts, Princess.” He said with a hint of amusement sewn into his the tone of his voice before he shook his head, “Some things never change, I suppose.” He let out a breath, “I guess old habits die hard as well.” He didn’t say anything else and it didn’t seem like she was going to budge either so he turned into the direction she was walking in and started walking still holding the box captive, “Well, c’mon.” He called for her over his shoulder. He didn’t have the energy to argue about it any longer. Knowing her and himself, they’d sit there until the break of dawn arguing about it and he just didn’t have that kind of time.

#; ( ♕ ─ para )#ksxbitna

ksjaesung:

What bothered Jaesung was the fact that he felt like a fraud being part of the dance team. He wasn’t passionate about it the way that most of them were, he was in it because he needed to push himself. He liked the way that his muscles burned after a particularly hard day, liked the feeling of accomplishment after he’d learned a move he thought he wouldn’t. But the rest of them? It seemed like they were there because dancing kept them alive, and he almost felt guilty knowing that it didn’t mean the same to him.

The best thing for him to be doing right now probably wasn’t for him to be wandering around through the studios, with no intention of actually doing anything but think. That was the plan, but then he saw someone in the studio, wiping sweat away from his face. “Nah, I’m good right here. Good view, after all,” he replied with a shrug.

Kai couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped his lips, “Flattering will only get you everywhere.” He mused as he stood up adjusting himself to look at the others face more clearly. He observed the males features. He seemed familiar but he couldn’t exactly put his finger on it. “Are you apart of dance club by any chance?” He asked as he walked over to his Nike sports bag and pulled out two water bottles handing the one to him. “I don’t suppose you want to stand there forever.” Kai was the leader of the dance class. He sees them basically every day but sometimes, if he doesn’t talk to them enough, he wouldn’t be able to place the names to faces.

#ksjaesung

ksmirai:

mirai didn’t know kai very well. sure, they were both performing arts majors, but she’d never been particularly interested in talking to him.

that is, until she found out about his connections.

“tsukiyama mirai,” she said, closing most of the distance between them. “i know we’ve never spoken before, but i’ve been meaning to talk to you.”

she drew in a deep breath before reciting the speech she had been rehearsing for days: “i don’t like talking about this, so you should consider yourself lucky,” mirai began. “my family owes money to the black dragons. because of that, i’ve been trying to get close to nam jieun in order to lift that debt. do you know nam jieun? she’s probably going to be the black dragons’ next leader. and if she finds out that i’ve been using her for my own benefit, i don’t know what’s going to happen to me.” mirai shuddered at the thought.

“but i know what your father does,” she continued, licking her lips nervously. “and i know that he’s powerful. i need protection from the black dragons in case i get into trouble more trouble. not only that, but i want my family to get help immediately.” mirai paused, lifting her eyes to meet kai’s. she didn’t try to mask her urgency in the next lines she delivered.

“i think you’re the only one who can help me. i’ll do anything if that’s what it takes for you to say yes.”

When she announced her name, Kai bowed slightly to acknowledge her but the abruptness still left him a bit confused. His brows knitted in the midst of his forehead but eased when she finally told him exactly what she wanted from him--- his protection. Honestly, he didn’t know how she knew about his family but it was only about time someone started to figure it out. It’s not like a simple google search of his name wouldn’t pop up with his family name and his connections. Even then, he didn’t really care. He can easily get it done with a snap of his finger but what was in it for him? Soon she was giving him that answer to which he didn’t have to ask. Honestly, there was a few things he wanted to say apart from that like, “Why should I help you?” Getting his family name involved with gangs like the Black Dragons could be a good or bad thing but hell, paying off someones debt could only put their family name in their good graces. Maybe even allied purposes, “Alright, how much does your family owe?”

#ksmirai

Today he spent almost the entire day dancing. There was so much on his mind that the only way he was able to drown out the sound of his own thoughts was to put his focus somewhere else--- dancing. He’d skipped out on his classes just to take up some more studio time. What was the point of going when they were only used for his nap times anyway? He was hot and tired at this point. Relentless hours of dancing and lack of sleep; maybe he should have went to class just to catch up on a few Z’s but he thought better of it. Besides, he’d been skipping out on dancing and he really needed to let loose.

He pulled his shirt up to his face to wipe away the sweat that beaded at his forehead and adjusted the hair under his hat as he took a knee. It was just him during the class times and it was just the way he liked it. No one to bother him and no one to--- At the corner of his eye he spotted someone standing in the doorway of the dance studio. His head raised; his eyes locking to theirs, “Can I help you with something?”

#keisungstarter #; ( ♕ ─ open starter )#woohoo crappy starter squad

I: Red Handed

@ksnari

Kai being out this late at night probably wasn’t surprising to anyone at this point. Walking out side in the streets of Seoul at 3 a.m. honestly wasn’t something that you worried about because basically the city was always lively even at this time of night. Only, he hung around the darkest parts of Seoul that weren’t so populated with festivities. There were always little nooks and crannies people were usually to afraid to go especially if you could hardly see what type of territory you are stepping in. Murky puddles squelching under his combat boots; the moon barely glistening off of them hardly anyone hung in the dwellings of these types of alley ways. Today, it was for buisness. Currently, he hadn’t settled on a provider. He’d been testing people out and seeing who sold the best quality. Kai had a rep and he wasn’t going to allow anything stepped on to be sold by his hands.

After the man came and gone, he did his usual check up to make sure everything was good and he got his money’s worth. It was during that time, he noticed a shadow which was almost missed to the fact that it was already dark as hell and the only thing that even gave the slimmest of light was the moon overhead but the shadows of the building he was placed between still cast a looming darkness populated over him but he hadn’t missed that. He was way too alert around business deal to have missed it. Honestly, his first instinct that it was the guy trying to pull a fast one until he heard glass break from around the corner. Whoever it was, they definitely weren’t after him.

Kai stuffed the baggy into his coat pocket and followed the direction in which the shadow had had run off to. His feet crept slowly, almost as if he were walking on air. Each footstep was as light as a feather before he stopped to peer around the corner. This part of Seoul barely had any lights; probably two street lamps per mile but it was enough for him to see the famine figure breaking into a house. They were wearing a balaclava so he couldn’t make out their face. In honestly, Kai didn’t really care to stop the intruder but at the same time he found it quite amusing not to say anything at all. He cleared his throat purposely loud enough that it would interrupt their escapades, “You know, if you’re going to do that, at least make sure no one’s around first.”

#; ( ♕ ─ para )#ksnari

ksxbitna:

《┄┄┄♡》 with each second that passed, bitna was starting to wonder if she was wrong by calling kai out rather than just stepping past him without a word. few things got under her skin, and truthfully she hadn’t expected herself to feel much of anything at the sight of his face once again. it was as if boys existed for her disposal, she got what she wanted and she left like she always did– still, she couldn’t help but feel that she didn’t get everything that she wanted. for once, her escapades felt like it was cut off short without much of a conclusion, but even with this unexpected reunion, she wasn’t sure if a conclusion was what she wanted.

while his commentary and charming wit were expected, that didn’t mean that it was something that she wanted to hear. rolling her eyes was a kneejerk reaction, even if it was possible that he couldn’t see it over the tower that she was balancing in her arms. “oh, bite me, i’ll go to the science department next time i want some physics advice. that doesn’t even have anything to do with physics, if anything it’s just common sense.” common sense that she was lacking at the moment, but that was beyond the point. debating over what shoes she should and shouldn’t have been wearing for such a journey were the least of her worries.

kai’s offer of assistance, however, was something that she wasn’t expecting. bitna was used to people staying out of her way, not daring to speak up in her presence and risk angering the beast. though she appreciated the moment of kindness, her pride was too big to allow herself to accept it. “do you think i’m incapable of carrying my own belongings? you’ve helped me by moving, don’t overexert yourself now. chivalry’s dead.”

Honestly, he was pretty surprised she spoke to him at all. Considering their rocky past he was half expecting her to chuck those boxes at him and probably do a little dance all over his head with those heels. He was also surprised with himself that he was allowing it to go on for more then it should have. She got what she wanted from him yet he just stood there. What was he expecting? An explanation? Even then, what purpose would that have served? Possibly nothing at all but maybe everything at the same time. It felt like he was tossed back to the past: the confusion, the decision making, and still feeling trapped within his own headspace that feelings were way too overrated.

He signed deeply as he began wrapping his earphones around his phone and sticking them back into his pocket, “Physics or just basic math, the weight of those boxes plus the lack of support of your heels will get you or someone else hurt.” He didn’t ask her again but instead took the box that sat on top and tucked it under his arm, “Still as stubborn as ever.” He shook his head with a teasing grin but it fell when he followed up with, “Why can’t you just except the idea that I don’t want you twisting your ankle and lead the way?” His eyes locked to hers unwavering. It was him telling her that he wasn’t backing down even if she did decide to do a little dance on top of his head because he too was stubborn.