♡ // 𝒃𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒚

[lgcnabi]

♡ ┊apple pie

          with @lgcmiyu ♡

she wonders if maybe she got a little too comfortable with the nova members, if maybe she saw other groups lose and gain members and thought that with nova that wouldn't happen. the girls were so close, and they had gone through so much together that it seemed almost inconceivable. but they had lost one, and then another, and now they had to rush redo their comeback

nabi sits in the studio after a particularly grueling rehearsal where they changed things yet again, and looks at the clock on her phone, groaning when she sees how late ( or early ) it is. she looks at miyu, sighing loudly. "i'm trying to keep a good attitude, but this is just..." she pauses, not wanting to put bad energy out into the world. "it just seems like a lot, doesn't it? and now we're down one person, and it feels like the comeback is so soon."

[lgcsena]

sena laughs as nabi describes the various videos that can be found online. "i've seen those too!" she notes. "it makes me worry a little bit about how much i'm going to like the texture- but it seems like each one is different, anyways." she takes a seat at the table the other recommends, preparing her order.

"hmm... what drink goes with it?" she wonders aloud as they wait to take their order. she looks at the menu from across the cafe, squinting to see the items written on a board over the pick-up counter. "maybe a matcha..." she also thinks about whether they should share. "maybe we should just get one cookie, and a back-up dessert just in case?"

[lgcnabi]

nabi slides into the chair across from sena, immediately leaning forward to squint at the menu board like she’s trying to decode ancient text. “a back-up dessert?” she repeats, eyebrows lifting in approval as she laughs. “that makes sense. it's strategic. i knew there was a reason i liked hanging out with you."

she props her chin in her hand, still studying the menu. "should we get the strawberry shortcake? you can't go wrong with that, and even if the cookie turns out good i feel like this will pair well with it, because it's light and refreshing."

she glances toward the counter where people are picking up their orders, curiosity sparkling again. “also i kind of want to see someone else eat it first,” she admits with a small laugh. “just to study the technique. everyone online makes it look difficult to eat.” then she leans forward a little more, lowering her voice conspiratorially. “if it gets everywhere, we’re blaming the cookie. not our lack of skill.”

[lgcyura]

when she hears nabi before she notices it's her, yura jumps from shock with a hand clutched to her chest in surprise, before processing the situation and letting out a relieved sigh once she realizes she's not being attacked. the hand she had raised returns to where it was before at her side as she approaches nabi with a laugh. "you scared me!" she jokingly accuses the younger, her spirits suddenly lifted just by seeing her friend out of the blue.

"well, you know the practice rooms are more like my home than where i actually sleep." and unfortunate side effect of how often she'd practice by herself late into the night after everyone had gone home for the day.

but then, yura notices something feels... off about nabi so she tilts her head, wondering if she should say something before the other's attention is turned back to her and the decision is made for her. she nods slowly instead then smiles, "that's true. it's always so busy during the day that it feels like there's no time or place to have to yourself-- but i was just practicing, as usual! crystallis has a comeback planned later in the year but we're already preparing for it now."

her expression turns curious as she peers at nabi, still thinking about what she saw earlier, before an idea enters her mind causing yura to suddenly grin wider. "want to get a late night snack with me since we were so lucky to meet like this? my treat!"

[lgcnabi]

nabi laughs immediately at yura’s reaction, lifting both hands in surrender. “i’m sorry! i didn’t mean to scare you,” she insists, though she’s clearly amused. “you should’ve seen your face though — it was very dramatic.”

at the mention of the practice rooms being her second home, nabi hums knowingly, nodding like she understands more than she lets on. “i believe that. sometimes i think the walls recognize us before the staff do,” she jokes lightly, glancing toward the nearest studio door.

when yura explains about the early comeback preparations, nabi’s brows lift in quiet approval. “already? that’s kind of exciting though,” she says, a small spark of admiration in her voice. “you’re always working ahead. maybe i should do that.”

“a late night snack?” she repeats, pretending to deliberate, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “hmm. i was in deep, philosophical hallway thinking mode…” she trails off, then smiles. “but snacks might be more productive.”

she straightens, slipping her jacket back up properly onto her shoulder. “okay. but only if you tell me what you’ve been practicing lately. i feel like as crystallis's number one fan i should be able to have some hints before everyone else.” her eyes crinkle slightly. “deal?”

[lgcsena]

dujjonko dilemma

starter for @lgcnabi

"is this the place?" sena peers up at the sign to the cafe, comparing it with the name she sees on naver maps. "so this is the place..." apparently, it's the place that has the best, most infamous dubai chewy cookie. she had decided to try it after having said "maybe later" for far too long- and enlisted the help of nabi in her newfound expedition.

"have you tried it yet?" she asks the other, carefully opening the door and beginning to climb the stairs. "the only thing i know is that it can be a bit messy to eat. i don't know anything about what it tastes like, but i'm guessing it's a bit nutty if it has pistachio in it." she looks around the cafe, wondering where they'll sit once they've each ordered their treat. "do you want to order first?"

[lgcnabi]

nabi tilts her head up with sena, squinting at the sign like it might suddenly reveal a secret. “this has to be it,” she says decisively, nodding once as if she personally verified it. “but i've seen so many posts this cookie, my sister even asked me about it! that’s how you know it’s serious.” she follows sena up the stairs, already looking faintly amused. “i haven’t tried it yet,” she admits, “but i’ve watched, like… five videos of people pulling it apart in slow motion.” she makes a dramatic gesture with her hands.

she scans the cafe, spotting a small table near the window. “let’s sit there before someone else takes it,” she says, lightly catching sena’s sleeve and tugging her along. “and we should order together. moral support! if this cookie changes our lives, we need to experience it at the exact same time.” she pauses, eyes bright. “are we sharing one first? or are we brave enough to commit individually?”

[lgchayoung]

she lifted two fingers immediately, very serious. “double thumbs-up are binding,” she said. “verbal contracts witnessed by mysterious councils and nosy microphones alike.” she let the heart nabi tossed hang in the air for a second before catching it with a quiet laugh. “and don’t worry— i’m not going anywhere. disappearing before your take would be bad luck. probably illegal.”

as nabi finally headed toward the booth, hayoung leaned back against the couch, eyes following her until the door closed. the studio felt different with nabi gone ( read strangely quieter ).

when the red light stayed on a little longer than expected, hayoung glanced up, listening through the glass. even muffled, nabi’s voice carried that familiar brightness, steady and alive. hayoung smiled without realizing it, tapping her foot softly against the floor in time. “see?” she murmured under her breath. she straightened as the light finally flicked off, already preparing her best impressed face.

she stood as the door opened again, hands ready, thumbs primed. “okay,” hayoung said, grinning before nabi could even speak. “i don’t care how it went. you sounded like you belonged in there. now come sit. debriefing is mandatory.” she tilted her head toward the couch. “and then i’ll tell you how mine really went. the embarrassing parts included.”

[lgcnabi]

nabi steps out like she’s been holding her breath the entire time, and then immediately lets it go in a soft, dramatic exhale when she sees hayoung’s face. her shoulders drop, tension melting right off. “wow,” she says, pressing a hand to her chest. “thank you for not lying to me. or okay, thank you for lying convincingly if you are.” she squints playfully, but she’s already smiling, already drifting back toward the couch like she was magnetized there.

she drops onto the couch beside her without hesitation, relaxed in that familiar post-recording way. “it went fine,” she says, “i freak out a little bit every time i'm about to go in there. you would think i'm better about it now, but i think i still get nervous.” she shrugs lightly, unbothered. “overall it felt good. the mic behaved. the council was merciful.”

she nudges hayoung with her shoulder, grin turning fond. “thanks for sitting with me anyway, though. even when i’m not freaking out, it’s just nicer having someone there.” there’s no apology in it, just honesty. “makes it feel less like work and more like one of those in-between moments i actually remember.”

then she turns fully toward hayoung, eyes bright with interest. “okay, enough about me. i held up my end of the contract.” she taps hayoung’s knee once, playful but expectant. “tell me how yours went. and don’t skip the embarrassing parts — i’m emotionally prepared and fully seated.”

[lgcnabi]

♡ ┊hypnotize

          with @lgcyura ♡

nabi is half-leaning against the cool wall of the company hallway, jacket slipped off one shoulder, phone dangling loosely in her hand like she forgot why she picked it up in the first place. the building is quieter than usual, and the fluorescent lights hum softly overhead. she notices yura before she fully turns, more by presence than sound, and her lips curve into a small, familiar smile.

“you’re still here?” she says, pushing off the wall just enough to face her, eyes flicking briefly toward one of the practice rooms before returning. there’s something casual about her tone, but not rushed, like she’s got time now. “i thought everyone cleared out already.”

nabi tucks her phone into her pocket, rocking back on her heels. “i was just thinking about a few things. something about being here along makes it a good thinking spot. like the shower!” she adds while laughing, vague on purpose, gaze drifting down the hallway again. then, like she’s remembering herself, she looks back at yura. “what about you?”

[lgcnabi]

♡･ﾟ   ››    YEAR END 2K25 // season's greetings!

surprised herself with how much she liked the outfit she was given. normally she's not really an overalls kind of girl, but she thought it was fun and different from what they usually wore

nabi chose cheerful colors and soft pastels for her canvas, wanting it bright and happy. she was just in an extra good mood that day.

painted a sunny day with a nova banner tucked into the corner, adding fluffy clouds. she had some extra time left so she added some pink hearts, but she's not sure if that made the painting better

tried her best with the speed sketch relay, but sometimes she would get confused and panic with the time limit.

guessed the last drawing dramatically, pointing at a swirl and joking it was “a magical cat riding a cloud,” which made everyone laugh

loved seeing everyone’s personalities shine through, especially in their paintings. she thought it was fun that even though they all kind of had a similar prompt, they did it in different ways

grinned the entire day, barely able to keep it together at all the silly reactions and little chaos

she felt like even though they were working, this is one of the most fun schedules they've had in a while. it almost felt like they were just at a painting class having fun with each other rather than filming something

felt proud of her canvas and all the tiny doodles she snuck in, feeling like it captured both her energy and the group’s playful chaos

overall, she loved the combination of creative silliness, bonding, and the little moments that would make the fans smile

[lgcnabi]

nabi practically bounces over and plops down beside hayoung, giggling at the gentle nudge. “okay, okay, i’m breathing,” she says, lifting her hands in mock surrender before taking a deep, exaggerated inhale and exhale. “but it’s hard to not get excited! every time i see the studio, i get all jittery, even if it’s just a little recording.”

she fiddles with the hem of her sleeve, glancing at hayoung with a bright grin. “thanks for letting me hang out for a bit. it makes the waiting feel less like torture.” nabi’s eyes sparkle as she shifts slightly closer, leaning just enough to make it feel like sharing a little space, but not too much. “i feel like we never get to chill like this. everyone’s always so busy. it’s kind of nice to just sit and talk for a minute. or not talk if we don’t feel like it.” she laughs softly, nudging hayoung lightly with her shoulder.

“seriously though, you always make this less scary,” nabi adds after a moment, voice small but warm. “like, if you can handle all the recording stress and still smile, i can definitely do my little freak-out warm-ups. we should hang out more before sessions, you’d make the waiting way more fun.” she tilts her head back, letting a little playful sigh escape. “i hope i get a thumbs up when i get in there. what are the chances that if i give them a heart, they're give me one back?"

[lgchayoung]

hayoung pretended to consider it very seriously, tapping her chin like a professor. “hmm engineers are mysterious creatures,” she said solemnly. “they don’t respond to hearts. they only respond to… impeccable timing and perfectly tuned vowels.” her lips twitched and she broke into a grin. “but if anyone could crack them, it’d be you. just don’t blame me if they malfunction and freeze forever.”

she leaned back into the couch, letting the quiet hum of the studio fill the space. moments like this always felt rare. still, but not empty. “and hey,” she added, glancing sideways at nabi, “i don’t ‘handle’ it as well as you think. half the time i’m convinced the mic hates me personally.” she chuckled softly. “i just learned to laugh before the nerves get too loud. makes them think they’re not invited.” there was an ease in saying that out loud, like setting a heavy bag down between them instead of carrying it alone.

when the red recording light flickered on across the room, hayoung nudged nabi’s knee again, lighter this time. “see? the world tour warm-ups are calling you.” her voice grew warm, steady. “go in there, sing like it’s just you and a really nosy microphone, and if they don’t give you a thumbs-up, i will. two, actually.” she shot her a wink. “and after, we’re claiming this couch again. no schedules, no stress.”

[lgcnabi]

nabi’s smile brightens at that, as long as the heart works, then maybe she woud be okay after all. she can even think of a long list of different hearts she can make at those producers, but even as she thinks of them now, she doubts it would be helpful. she watches the red light for a moment like it’s daring her, then looks back at hayoung and nods, decisive but still playful. “okay, deal,” she says, pointing lightly at her. “but i’m very serious about the double thumbs up. no taking it back.”

she stands, smoothing down her sleeves out of habit, but she doesn’t move away right away. instead, she lingers, rocking once on her heels. “and thanks!” nabi says suddenly. “i know i joke a lot, but it really helps. i've never really liked being alone. probably because there were so many siblings around me since i was born, and now i have to have someone around” she lets out a small laugh, eyes crinkling. “it's probably not a good habit, but having someone here makes it feel normal. like i’m just singing and not being evaluated by a mysterious council.”

she glances toward the recording room again, then back at hayoung, grin returning in full. “i’ll imagine the mic is nosy but kind. like it’s listening because it cares.” she takes a step, then pauses, turning halfway back. “if i mess up, you’re legally required to still look impressed when i come out. just so you know.”

nabi lifts her hand, forming a quick heart in the air, not even waiting to see if hayoung reacts before laughing at herself. “don’t disappear though,” she adds lightly. “i wanna hear how yours went for real when i’m done. and maybe sit here a minute longer before we get dragged back into schedules.”

[lgcmiyu]

━━ nova mission ◞ livestream adventures .· ( @lgcnabi )

for miyu, the idea of a livestream is still a bit daunting. of course, she loves speaking with her fans and interacting with her members in a bit more organic way. she’s worried about some of the comments they might receive, but the managers are still there, closely watching them and monitoring the feed. it brings the idol a sense of comfort in a way.

she stares into the camera blankly, fixing a piece of hair. it’s not until she hears a subtle cough from her manager that miyu’s eyes glance up and make eye contact. the look on her face tells her one thing, the live stream had started already. and indeed it had, as comments were flooding in, taking miyu aback. she starts to laugh, shaking her head and pulling back.

“ah, nabi!” she yells for the other girl to come over. “the livestream has started.” miyu turns back to the camera, smiling. “i’m sorry! we thought we had some more time!” her eyes read the comments as they fly by, most of them excited that both her and nabi were going to be on the stream together. “nabi’s here? yes! nabi’s here,” she says happily. “she was getting our snacks ready! she’ll be here in just a moment.”

[lgcnabi]

nabi pops into frame a second later, half crouched like she’s trying not to block the camera even though she very obviously already has. there’s a crinkling sound as she sets the snack bag down, eyes widening when she realizes just how many comments are flying by.

“oh, hi!” she blurts, waving a little too enthusiastically before catching herself and laughing. “we’re live?” she glances at miyu, then back at the camera, cheeks already warm. “okay, hi everyone! sorry, i was on snack duty. very important job.”

she picks up one of the snacks, holding it up to the camera. “we got these because someone said they’re really good when you’re tired, and we are...very tired,” she laughs softly, then glances at miyu. “but in a good way. like accomplished tired.”

looking back at the camera, her expression settles into something easy and familiar. “we just finished practice, and now we’re taking a tiny break before we go back to being responsible,” she explains. “so if you’re hanging out with us right now, you’re basically on our break too.”

[lgcmiyu]

miyu tries to shoot nabi a look that says sorry, but their livestream is supposed to be realistic and unscripted - you can’t get much better than this. her eyes glance over the assortment of things the younger had brought over and she picks up a strawberry cheesecake flavored kitkat. she also shows her choice to the camera before unwrapping it carefully and snapping it in half, taking a small bite.

“very accomplished,” miyu says after she’s swallowed her piece of chocolate. “very tired, like nabi said. but that’s a good thing, right?” she shifts her gaze from the camera to nabi and then back to the comments flooding in on the screen.

“what were you guys practicing? oh, you know,” she trails off, a smile tugging at her lips. “nothing too crazy.” miyu takes another bite of her kitkat, finishing off the first piece. she thinks the commenters are fishing for spoilers, which she’ll obviously give, but not just yet. “speaking of break, does anyone have any fun plans for the holidays? you too, nabi? any plans?”

[lgcnabi]

nabi makes a small thoughtful sound at the question, eyes flicking up like she’s actually checking an invisible calendar in her head. she hugs the snack bag to her chest for a second before setting it aside, leaning a little closer to the camera.

“hmm…holidays,” she repeats, drawing the word out. “i think i’m mostly planning to sleep. a lot.” she laughs, then quickly shakes her head. “but not only sleep! i want to eat good food, see my family and friends. it'll be nice to turn my alarm off for a few days." then she shrugs, mirroring miyu's smile. "but we're pretty busy during the holidays, so i don't know how much time we'll actually have."

then her expression brightens again, playful. “but i do want to try at least one thing that feels like a proper holiday thing. baking, decorating, going somewhere pretty. something like that.” she lifts her shoulders in a small shrug. “i get really into the holiday spirit.”

she reaches for the snack again, holding it up like it’s proof of her plans. “what about you guys?” nabi adds warmly. “even if it’s just resting or staying home, that still counts. i think miyu and i might go to a christmas market or something. maybe we can pick out some small gifts.” she smiles, wide and genuine, like she really means it.

[lgchayoung]

hayoung blinked, caught a little off guard by how brightly nabi lit up just from seeing her. it was cute. she lifted her water bottle in a half-wave, half–awkward salute before pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “yeah, i just wrapped,” she said, voice still a bit raspy from singing. “and don’t worry, the engineers are the same as always. serious faces, soft hearts. one of them even gave me a thumbs-up, which scared me more than if he’d said nothing at all.” she snorted, amused at her own contradiction.

she watched nabi fidget with all that warm, nervous energy, like she might float right off the ground if left unsupervised. that alone made it easy to say yes. “i’m not in a rush,” hayoung added, taking those few steps back into the studio so nabi could follow. “and i don’t mind keeping you company. it gets too quiet in here sometimes — like the room’s waiting to judge your high notes.” she shot a playful grin over her shoulder, holding the door open with her foot.

once they were inside, hayoung settled onto the small couch, patting the empty space beside her. “come sit for a second before you go in,” she said, softer this time. “you always warm up like you’re preparing for a world tour, but i can literally feel you vibrating right now.” she nudged nabi lightly with her knee, teasing but gentle. “breathe, yeah? you’re gonna sound great. you always do.”

[lgcnabi]

nabi practically bounces over and plops down beside hayoung, giggling at the gentle nudge. “okay, okay, i’m breathing,” she says, lifting her hands in mock surrender before taking a deep, exaggerated inhale and exhale. “but it’s hard to not get excited! every time i see the studio, i get all jittery, even if it’s just a little recording.”

she fiddles with the hem of her sleeve, glancing at hayoung with a bright grin. “thanks for letting me hang out for a bit. it makes the waiting feel less like torture.” nabi’s eyes sparkle as she shifts slightly closer, leaning just enough to make it feel like sharing a little space, but not too much. “i feel like we never get to chill like this. everyone’s always so busy. it’s kind of nice to just sit and talk for a minute. or not talk if we don’t feel like it.” she laughs softly, nudging hayoung lightly with her shoulder.

“seriously though, you always make this less scary,” nabi adds after a moment, voice small but warm. “like, if you can handle all the recording stress and still smile, i can definitely do my little freak-out warm-ups. we should hang out more before sessions, you’d make the waiting way more fun.” she tilts her head back, letting a little playful sigh escape. “i hope i get a thumbs up when i get in there. what are the chances that if i give them a heart, they're give me one back?"

[lgcmiyu]

━━ nova mission ◞ livestream adventures .· ( @lgcnabi )

for miyu, the idea of a livestream is still a bit daunting. of course, she loves speaking with her fans and interacting with her members in a bit more organic way. she’s worried about some of the comments they might receive, but the managers are still there, closely watching them and monitoring the feed. it brings the idol a sense of comfort in a way.

she stares into the camera blankly, fixing a piece of hair. it’s not until she hears a subtle cough from her manager that miyu’s eyes glance up and make eye contact. the look on her face tells her one thing, the live stream had started already. and indeed it had, as comments were flooding in, taking miyu aback. she starts to laugh, shaking her head and pulling back.

“ah, nabi!” she yells for the other girl to come over. “the livestream has started.” miyu turns back to the camera, smiling. “i’m sorry! we thought we had some more time!” her eyes read the comments as they fly by, most of them excited that both her and nabi were going to be on the stream together. “nabi’s here? yes! nabi’s here,” she says happily. “she was getting our snacks ready! she’ll be here in just a moment.”

[lgcnabi]

nabi pops into frame a second later, half crouched like she’s trying not to block the camera even though she very obviously already has. there’s a crinkling sound as she sets the snack bag down, eyes widening when she realizes just how many comments are flying by.

“oh, hi!” she blurts, waving a little too enthusiastically before catching herself and laughing. “we’re live?” she glances at miyu, then back at the camera, cheeks already warm. “okay, hi everyone! sorry, i was on snack duty. very important job.”

she picks up one of the snacks, holding it up to the camera. “we got these because someone said they’re really good when you’re tired, and we are...very tired,” she laughs softly, then glances at miyu. “but in a good way. like accomplished tired.”

looking back at the camera, her expression settles into something easy and familiar. “we just finished practice, and now we’re taking a tiny break before we go back to being responsible,” she explains. “so if you’re hanging out with us right now, you’re basically on our break too.”

[lgcnabi]

♡ ┊hold the note

          with @lgchayoung ♡

nabi had been lingering in the hallway outside the studio longer than she meant to, bouncing lightly on her heels as she waited for her turn to record. she’d already warmed up twice, mostly out of nervous energy, but she still found herself humming the same few notes over and over.

when the studio door finally opened, she looked up and immediately brightened at the sight of hayoung stepping out with a water bottle in hand. “oh! hayoung!” nabi waved with both hands, practically glowing. “you’re recording today too? i didn’t know we were scheduled this close together.”

she took a little step closer, still buzzing with warmth. “how’d it go in there? were the engineers nice? they always look so serious and then they smile and i get scared for no reason.” she laughed at herself, soft and sheepish.

then, without thinking, she added, “if you’re not rushing off somewhere, do you want to wait inside with me for a minute? it’s weirdly quiet today and i’d love the company. you know how i hate to be alone!”

[lgcnabi]

♡ ┊dancing alone

          with @lgckyoka ♡

the studio is colder than nabi expects, the kind of chilly that makes her bounce on her toes as she waits for the staff to finish adjusting the lights. she’s already warmed up her voice twice, then warmed it up again, mostly out of excitement, because it's her first schedule with mio, and isn't that something to get excited about?

when she hears footsteps, nabi turns, and her face lights up immediately. “mio!” she calls out, grin spreading warm and wide. “perfect timing! i was going to start talking to myself if you didn’t show up soon.”

she steps closer, taking in the sight of her new groupmate with a renewed energy. getting new members can be tricky, but nabi liked mio almost immediately. “i’m so happy we’re doing our vocal cover together,” she says, sincerity threading through the excitement. "i think our voices will blend well together."

a staff member signals that they'll be on soon, and she turns back to the other girl, unable to stand still. "okay! team nabi and mio." she pauses, thinking. "nabio? miobi?" she laughs, then shakes her head. "okay, maybe this isn't the time. we can workshop the name later."

[lgcmiyu]

━━ side event 025 ◞ silent disco .· ( @lgcnabi )

the sponsor of this year’s party turned out to be quite generous, and miyu’s impressed by the quality of the bose headphones provided to them by spotify. though the idol has never participated in a silent disco before, she’s seen clips of the phenomena online. it’s interesting, to say the least. everyone is jamming out to something different, effectively tailoring the party to one’s own taste. it’s hard to strike up a conversation though, as she walks around the party with the headphones on, listening to the disco station.

spotting nabi hanging out by the kpop both, miyu decides to pay the younger a visit.

tapping the girl on the shoulder to grab her attention, she smiles. miyu pulls off one side of the headphones before striking up a conversation, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to hear neither of the two of them speak if she kept it on.

“at first i was worried this was going to be an awkward event,” miyu confesses. “but it’s turned out to be quite fun, at least in my opinion,” she lets out a soft laugh. “what do you think?”

[lgcnabi]

nabi jumps just a little when she feels the tap— not startled, just in her own world, head bobbing to whatever upbeat chorus she had blasting. once she sees it's miyu, though, her whole face lights up, bright and immediate. she pulls one side of her headphones off to match her, still swaying a little to the leftover rhythm in her head.

“i thought it was gonna be weird too!” she admits with a laugh, “like everyone just dancing by themselves in silence? i thought it would feel like one of those dreams where you look around and suddenly realize you’re the only one who didn’t get the memo.”

she gestures around — a guy doing very dramatic voguing to a song only he can hear, a girl jumping like she's at a rock concert, someone slow dancing...alone? regardless, she looks back at miyu. "it's cute though! everyone just in their own little world. they just played one of our songs on this kpop channel though, and how can you not dance to that?"

[lgcnabi]

♡ ┊focus

  “miyuuu,” nabi calls from the dorm kitchen in the exact tone that means she’s about to ask for help with something she technically started herself. “if you smell smoke, don’t panic! it’s just me… experimenting.”

by the time she sees the other girl, nabi’s standing over a frying pan with the most suspiciously shaped pancakes imaginable, one looks like a heart, another like something...unidentifiable. there’s flour on her cheek, and a bright grin on her face like everything is going perfectly.

“i was trying to make us a special breakfast before schedule,” she explains, proudly flipping one of the pancakes that may be burnt. or undercooked? she isn't sure. “i followed the video! mostly. except i got distracted because the music was good, and then i may have...” she gestures vaguely to the small mess on the counter. she beams at miyu, holding up the least disastrous pancake with tongs.

“but! it’s the thought that counts, right? come on, sit down. i promise it tastes better than it looks. maybe.” now that she's looking at it, she's not entirely sure. "well, worst case we can order something."

[lgcnabi]

♡･ﾟ   ››    LGC FAMILYCON 2K25 // chuseok!

chuseok always makes nabi a little sentimental, in a good way. the decorations, the food, the cozy buzz in the air — it all feels like home even before she actually gets there. the company dinner is the unofficial start of the holiday for her, and she’s practically glowing the whole evening, greeting every staff member and sunbae she passes.

she makes her rounds with a plate of chuseok foods, chatting animatedly with everyone at the table. she tells one of the other artists, “this feels like the calm before the storm, you should see my house during chuseok,” laughing when they ask what she means. “i have cousins who treat yutnori like an olympic sport. someone always cries.”

still, she’s grateful for this little family too, the one she’s found in nova and the people who’ve taken care of her since her trainee days. she makes sure to stop by the staff table to thank everyone, especially her longtime manager who’s been with her since her solo days. “you have to rest this year too, okay?” she says earnestly, even though she has a feeling she’ll still be checking emails during the holiday.

but when she’s finally packing her things a few days later, nabi’s excitement is impossible to hide. she’s already texting her mom about what kind of food she wants, and how she wants to help out this year and telling her sister, who still teases her for following in her footsteps, that she’s bringing home special gifts for everyone.

her suitcase barely fits all the snacks and little presents she’s prepared, but she zips it up anyway with a satisfied grin. “it’s fine,” she tells herself. “the important thing is love.”

and when the car finally pulls up to her family’s house, she’s already unbuckling her seatbelt, waving out the window before the engine even stops. because for nabi, chuseok isn’t just about rest, it’s about returning to the people who made her who she is, arms open and hearts full.

[lgcmiho]

miho plops down across from nabi with zero hesitation, tucking her legs under herself and taking a big, dramatic sip of her own latte. “first of all,” she says, pointing her straw like it’s a microphone, “the gossip is that i think one of the vocal coaches secretly hates me. he gave me the scariest eyebrow raise today when i missed a high note. like, sir, i’m human! not a pretty robot!” she widens her eyes, mimicking the exact glare, then collapses into giggles.

leaning in closer, her voice drops conspiratorially, though her smile makes it impossible to take her ‘serious’ tone seriously. “and second of all, he may or may not have dated my mom when they were in high school.” miho smirks, clearly pleased to deliver this as if it’s the juiciest tea she’s got.

she sets her latte down, scooting closer until their knees bump. “but the real emergency is this—” miho lowers her voice to a dramatic whisper. “i think the vending machine on the third floor is broken. it ate my credit card. my chocolate bar dreams? crushed.” her expression is comically tragic, but her eyes sparkle, waiting for nabi’s reaction like this is the most important scandal of the week.

[lgcnabi]

nabi gasps like miho's just revealed state secrets, eyes going wide in mock horror before she bursts out laughing. "wait, what? the vocal coach...your mom — no, wait, we're circling back to that later." she's already grinning so wide it almost hurts, half trying to picture the terrifying eyebrow raise and half imagining miho sitting across from the guy knowing that. "that explains everything! he's probably not mad at you, he's just processing trauma."

her laughter spills over again as she takes a sip of her latte, trying not to choke when miho gets to the vending machine part. "not the vending machine, too! that thing's been sketchy for weeks. last week i was trying to buy a snack, and i just happened to have coins." she pauses. "i don't even know where they were from. but anyways." nabi shakes her head solemnly, the corners of her mouth twitching.

nabi reaches over and bumps miho's cup gently with her own. "for the record, i think you're way too cute for scary vocal coaches and broken vending machines to win today." she grins. "the universe is clearly just jealous."