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running a bit late as the described issue at the previous customer had been more severe than the initial talk, sooho already knowing he'd probably be met with a sour face —- happened to be partly true for at least five seconds. male finding himself admiring the femme's beauty but, having to stay professional, so he collected himself. “ sorry about the delay, should've called you in advance about that. ” picking up his toolboxes containing the needed kits for this customer's issue, following her further into her place. “ has it ever leaked before, or is this a first ? ” always preparing for new renters of apartments or houses to be stuck with the laziness of previous owners, knowing it could probably be an issue of too much lime in the pipe system.
" no, no it's . . fine. things happen, right ? " the sudden shift in her demeanor was obvious, and gyuri was mentally scolding herself for it. " yeah, um, this is definitely a first. i've been looking it up and could it be a leaking pipe or something ? i have no clue. " hands resting on her hips, she stares up at the bothersome drip, running a hand through her hair, " do you think this can be fixed by like, tonight ? " maybe it was a bit much to ask ? her eyes drift toward the rather handsome repairman, an apologetic smile forming, " it's just- i'm hosting a brunch thing tomorrow. " and with the type of girls she was inviting, a penthouse with a leak definitely wouldn't leave a good impression.
Miyoung's eyes widen when she sees a somewhat familiar figure heading towards her. How long has it been? Too long. When was the last time she saw Yujun? She can't remember. "Oh my god!" She exclaims, the shock on her facial features not disappearing. "Has it been a few years?" Her dark hues scan his body from head to toe, then back to look at his facial features. He has changed. "You look... Woooow."
" think it's been . . yeah almost a decade, i'd say ? " it had been a long time since he graduated high school, life taking them both in different directions and shaping them into new versions of themselves. " i should say the same to you. " a timid smirk appears, eyes briefly scanning her over, " so, what have you been up to these days ? "
𐔌 ‧ ˚ ⋅ noted the predicament she was in —- it was a tough one . one in which adriana really didn’t have the foggiest how to help with . her father sounded like an ( already ) powerful man —- one which knew exactly what he wanted and would want for his family as well . the dancer didn't necessarily deem such a bad thing , more so an uneasiness that her friend was trapped behind an obligation she wouldn’t be able to retaliate from .
didn’t want the talk to bring millie’s mood down any longer , so she focused on the more positive side , ❛ can you do my make up all pretty and we can have a mini photoshoot ? ❜ never too old to play a little dress up with your gal pals ! ❛ i’m entrusting you with this , miss montana ! ❜ gentle tease . she’d always be there for her when things got a little too much —- that’s what besties were for .
but , their lighter talk was cut short —- face paling under the realisation of femmes tone . inclining her head over her shoulder ; perhaps in the most obvious way possible , she cursed under her breath before turning back to millie . shit , shit , shit . ❛ we gotta leave .. he strikes me as a creep who wouldn’t hesitate to hit a woman . ❜ quickly slurping the rest of her noodles —- waste not , want not & all that jazz . ❛ do you think he saw us ? ❜ tapping the table with her manicure as she quickly thought of an escape route . ❛ do you think the bathroom has a window ? ❜ yet without a second thought , his sharp tone sent chills down the entirety of her spine —- he’d seen them .
thinking back to what happened at the club, how that group of men got kicked out because of them, millie nearly sees her life flash before her eyes the moment the bell attached to the glass door rings, signaling someone's entered the ramen shop. and to no one's surprise, it was him, the main instigator from that night. locking eyes with the male, she quickly grabs her things and adriana's wrist, " l-let's go . . we gotta pray that there's a window in the bathroom. "
leaving a few bills on the table, millie rushes toward the women's bathroom in the back of the shop, her heart racing as the man's voice echoes behind them, yelling for them to come back. " fuck, we're so fuuucked . . " she mutters under her breath, rarely ever cussing but this time called for it, shoving the bathroom door open with her shoulder as the commotion continues outside with the staff warning him he can't follow and threatening to call the police if he tries.
" that'll buy us some time. ah ! okay, window ! " she exclaims in relief upon spotting it. it's narrow, but at least it's something. and luckily, they're both flexible enough to manage. thinking and working fast, she slides the window open with adriana's help and motions for her to go first. " should be thankful we weren't up on the fourth floor or something, yeah ? " she half-laughs, breathless, silently praying none of the man's friends are waiting on that side of the street to see them escape.
instantaneously beating of his heart increases the moment gap is closed in, despite it still being meters apart it was still awakening memories of how they had drawn closer the nights prior. a hand rose to scratch at the back of his nape, only to have a few coughs interrupt his trail of thinking momentarily. “ she did mention so, yeah . . . i just find it weird. ” knowing miyoung there was probably a slim hope of them finding their ways back to each other, however jisung's attention had already ( for a long time ) made his eyes focus on somebody else —- gaze wandering down to meet the exact pair of the owner of his blooming feelings, unaware of how to even go about it. “ if you have a fever, i wouldn't say it'd be smart to go. ” adjusting to sit facing hyunki instead, elbow supporting his upper torso atop of knee as male leans down and gently slips digits beneath the other's fringe, delicately cupping the male's forehead ; feeling heat radiating off of the skin, while his eyes cast lower to hyunki's lips again. “ you do feel warm. ” confirming and retracting a bit due to the arrival of thoughts there shouldn't be present. “ you can borrow my bed if you need to rest up, see if you feel better after an hour or so ? ” in all honesty, jisung wanted to ask him to stay but, he had no right or claims to really ask that of him.
" weird, how ? " never one to pry into other people's personal lives, especially matters of love, yet hyunki feels a strange sense of involvement in jisung's past— mostly because his ex had been one of his close friends for the past three years. or at least, that's what he tells himself. " are you not open to being friends with her anymore ? " he asks, holding himself back from sounding too eager to know more, wasn't sure why the idea of jisung no longer speaking to miyoung excites him so much. so much for claiming it's all for her sake. deep down, he knows there's a more selfish reason behind it. the corners of his lips lift into a small smile at jisung's advice, " yeah, maybe i just shouldn't go. say i'm coming down with something and need to rest. " not entirely a lie, though the resting would likely happen in jisung's apartment. " i mean i do have a competition this weeke- . . " his words trail off the moment the other's hand rests on his forehead, lips parting as his gaze flickers to his face, blinking slowly, " . . this weekend. " he finally manages to finish once the hand pulls away, nodding quickly, " maybe ? you really gonna let me crash in your bed ? " his lopsided smirk follows, a soft chuckle leaving him, " are you going to join me ? " the words slip before he can stop them, and he freezes for a moment before quickly adding, " you know, cause, you're sick too. "
༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. plotted, closed starter from eunju to: @hoodieclub !
everyone and their mothers knew about it: what idols did in their free time, those rare moments they got to just . . be. to exist like everyone else in society. this spot was known among celebrities for its secrecy and hidden location, a quiet escape from the world. ' lighten up, will you ? this is so much better than being stuck in your room all night playing your league thingies. ' one of her groupmates nudges eunju's arm, while she sits frozen in place, overwhelmed by the noise and the crowd, yet surprisingly . . not entirely hating it.
" if managernim finds out about this . . we're done for. " is all she manages to reply, though despite her warning, she takes a sip of the cocktail handed to her, humming softly at the taste— sweet, refreshing, almost like freedom. after months on tour, this was their one free week, and maybe she deserved this. letting go of her protests, eunju sinks into the soft couch of their VIP booth, sipping quietly, allowing herself to enjoy.
and then she feels it . . the weight of a gaze. her head turns toward where it's coming from, eyes lifting to the second floor of the club, widening slightly when they meet someone else's. had he been watching her this whole time ? try as she might, she can't look away, caught in his striking stare that seems to pull her in. eunju's lips twitch into a small, awkward smile then, the straw of her drink still resting between her teeth as she continues to hold his gaze.
" You didn’t have to be that blunt about it, man. " Hayden responded quickly before looking at shinho and letting out a deep sigh — wondering if telling them would even be worth it in any way — considering the fact that they probably didn’t really want to sit there and listen to him go on and on about a little story that happened.
He stared at the man for a second almost as if considering the fact that it was worth it to tell him — a small sound escaping him. " Fine I got in a fight again and I’m probably done for — this is so .. not even important and yet here we are talking about it as if it’s the most important thing in the world but I don’t know what to do and I don’t want my scholarship revoked. "
" sorry, you know me, being blunt is part of my job. " he jests, hoping to ease the gravity and severeness of the situation, though after hearing hayden's update, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
" of course it's important it's your life we're talking about here hayden. " he shakes his head, worry etching across his face, a true empath. " but, okay, so- why would your scholarship be revoked ? do you think someone's going to find out about your fight or are they already aware of it ? "
soobin stared down her friend who asked the question . " what do you mean by that ? he's a delivery driver , so sometimes he'll bring leftovers back to the apartment -- it's actually awesome ! " soobin shrugged , her attention turning back to her drink and could practically feel jiwon's glare on her back . if she could have reached around and slapped his arm without getting caught , she would have . " we might argue sometimes , and i may be complaining about him , but he's actually really sweet and we're having a good time spending time together . "
times like these that jiwon wishes that he didn't make the decision of keeping his other identity a secret, especially when soobin has to deal with stupid questions like that. the glare moreso directed to her friend, not to her. shaking his head, he relaxes in his seat, just sipping on the soda he ordered. it was nice to hear how she answered the question, feeling a newfound appreciation for her too then. ' yeah, but don't you want to date someone rich or something ? ' the friend asks an additional question, and it took all in him not to storm over there, but he didn't want to ruin her girls night.
waiting as many years as they'd have to finally relish in moments of being together, meant that a few more months wouldn't harm them ; jisung just trying to find the more positive outcome of having to keep the relationship hidden to their closest relatives, hajoon now becoming the one person who'd be aware. “ i guess there's worse ways to have gone about it, right ? ” as the two of them was busy losing themselves in yet another kiss session, it was abruptly interrupted by millie's mother ; a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth from the way the femme was reacting, his seated position now more leaned forward to hide any crinkles of his clothing. “ have fun girls. ” sending them off and her mother gushed at his indirect compliment of her still looking young, yet jisung found himself laying flat on millie's bed with an exhaled breath —- knowing it'd be difficult to keep the affection at a bare minimum, considering every nerve in his fingers were itching to just be on her anytime she was near him.
having returned to his room to unpack his own stuff, organized as per usual, each item having it's owned spot inside their summerhouse ; editing the upcoming episode that following sunday for his podcast, just to ensure that he wouldn't have to worry about it. dinner time coming around and jisung journeyed downstairs and went to her mother standing in the kitchen, offering his help but seemed most were already ready so male just helped bringing the potted meals over to the arranged table. eyes landed on millie as she was approaching the dining table, gaze casting down over her frame and his breath was taken away from him ; as always but, now they both was so highly aware of his thoughts on her. pulling chair out next to where millie was seated, leaning down and purposely close to her ear to whisper lowly. “ you look beautiful, millie. ” himself just wearing a black t-shirt and pair of jeans, always more on the simpler side regarding outfits. “ this looks and smells so delicious, mom. ” jisung commented as they were all joined by the table, his stomach doing a minor rumble ; all he had properly eaten had been the lips of the woman next to him. eyes landed shortly on millie's dad, and it took every inch of courtesy to not just declare how much he loved the woman, but he had to silence it out for now.
grinning at him one last time, leave it to jisung to know exactly how to butter up her mother. the rest of the afternoon was spent planning outfits for the rest of the summer house trip for the older woman, making sure to avoid any more interruptions in case she and jisung found themselves in a similar situation again. soon, the aroma of his mom's cooking filled the house, large as it may be. it was comforting, that familiar scent, always sending millie back to her younger years whenever she caught it. slipping into a simple, white flowy dress and leaving her hair down, she puts in a little extra effort to look pretty. even after knowing each other for more than half their lives, she still found herself wanting to look good for him. heading downstairs, she joins their families by the pool, sitting beside her boyfriend, a grin tugging at her lips at his compliment.
" this looks amazing, auntie. thank you for preparing such a great dinner for all of us, as always. " they were gathered outside by the pool, an annual tradition for both families. as much as she wanted to keep staring at jisung looking effortlessly handsome, as expected, millie forces herself to focus on the meal. as dinner goes on, and with her father announcing that he'd like her and hajoon to date once they're back, her parents add that they'll be heading out on the yacht for a couple of days for a fishing trip for the dads. seeing the opening, she takes it as the perfect time to mention their own plans. " oh, perfect ! jisung and i were planning to head to the other side of the island, we'll bring one of the vans. " she says it as casually as possible, knowing there'd be no objections since they've done it before. ' that's nice ! oh, darling, could you go down to the wine cellar and bring out the bottle we brought back from france ? ' her mother chimes in, and a smart thought sparks in her head. " sure mom ! i'll get it and look for that whiskey we stored last year. jisungie, can you help me bring them up ? " she raises a brow, grabbing his upper arm and pulling him along, seeing the perfect excuse to steal a little time for themselves after that tough dinner.
౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ seco —- SECOND PARTY !? eyes almost bulging as she had to double take for a moment . had she really just heard that correctly ? ❛ oh goddamn , you really out here living your best life ! ❜ arms lay haphazardly ‘pon her knees as she rested her chin on them —- the party animal vs the party popper ; a jarring watch . ❛ i just barely know anyone in there and it feels awkward dancing with a bunch of strangers —- ❜ he’d hit the nail on the head with the other guess , ❛ there’s this creep in there that’s .. well , creepy . ❜ very articulate , sora . ( a ) star all round . ❛ he was head over heels for my bestie but she’s too fabulous for him and now he’s trying to use me to get to her .. ❜ but she was on advanced ( ! ) protection mode .
" live while you're young ! i always say. " shinho grins, though the smile flickers into a mock-serious frown, " well, not really. that's the first time i've ever said that. kinda cringe. " snickering, his eyes go wide as he pieces together how her night unfolded, and he lets out a theatrical gasp, " what ! who is it ? give me a name . . " already ticking off suspects in his head— shinho practically having a library of people stored by memory. " is it jihoon ? " not a wild guess considering how sora described the situation, squinting, " that's gross. we have to make him pay for that somehow ! " astounded by the audacity of some of the men in their university, shaking his head in pure disbelief. " no but seriously, who is it ? let's mess with them ! it'd be fun. "
“ well, i'll try my hardest to make sure you'll cooperate in the future too then. ” a feeling of relief washing over his body, happy that millie would at least make an effort to do a team effort on this. after all, logan saw this as the first proper chance to finally make conversation with her, like the world has been giving them this chance almost. “ seems like that brain of yours contains a lot of good base knowledge. ” with the end of his pen, male is pointing toward her forehead but remaining a safer distance between them —- a proper kind of guy who never pushed boundaries. gaze fell onto plumb bottom lip cutely jutting outward, causing lips to shortly press together to not react too vividly before mirroring her seat with palm holding his chin up. “ it's about sustainability and i was kind of thinking doing some research regarding the use of energy, water and waste at the college itself maybe ? perhaps the dorms even ... ” trailing off, greenish-blue hues looking over at the femme next to him ; unsure if that'd be a project she'd be interested in doing as well regarding environmental sustainability.
" it won't be too hard, i'm really easy to bribe. " sending another wink logan's way, millie laughs, shoulders lifting in a playful shrug, " i suppose so. sometimes i'm just pulling shit out of my ass, it's scary how i still get it right though. pretty sure my parents had me take a genius test when i was younger. " flashing a toothy grin, she listens as he explains what they actually needed to do, or at least initial ideas, " i love that ! i think it'd be better too because then we don't have to go out of campus ? " impressed by his suggestion, realizing then that he wasn't just a pretty face. nodding along, she starts click-clacking on the keyboard, taking notes. " hmm, i do think we can focus on a specific building, maybe the girls' dorms ? or even a sorority house ? " the wheels turning in her head now, " i feel like those kinds of buildings consume a lot of those . . so i wonder if the university has efforts in place to help conserve water and all those great things. "
“ call it a ... friendly reminder. ” smirk of amusement stretched across his features, leaning back against his own locker and basically blocking the path toward the showers ; hyunki having sooho's full attention the entire time. “ is that a challenge ? would be a shame to set a goal you'll never reach, maybe start small with just passing junghwa first. ” the very rookie on their team, no expectations or hatred from sooho toward his fellow newbie swimmer, all his intention was to further add fuel to the fire of frustration currently boiling inside hyunki —- almost as if it had become a secondary hobby of his. it took all in him to not rub it further into hyunki's face, a short-lived thought of ‘ cute ’ flashing in his mind at male's behavior.
“ pull on it, usually helps. ” actual personality shining through, a being who wanted to help and sooho knew many wasn't aware of this trait, especially on the swimming team as it all was about competition there. pushing himself off the lockers, he walks over to wriggle the lock around a bit and it eventually comes free. “ set smaller goals, man. ” could've sounded cheeky but, sooho knew that hyunki was fit to surpass him any day.
as if the humiliation he went through during training wasn't enough, the streak continued even after everything. when sooho came to help and the lock finally broke open, hyunki gave him a side-eye— not angry or sharp, just awkward. " thanks . . i guess. " he muttered, lips jutting out as he took out his bath essentials to get ready for the night. the thing is, despite always being met with hostility from others, hyunki couldn't quite figure out why sooho wasn't like them. sure, he wasn't overly friendly either, but there wasn't that same edge of rivalry or resentment. heading to the showers, he rinsed off the chlorine from his skin, letting the warm water ease the tension in his muscles, reminding himself that nothing good would come out of holding onto constant anger.
once out of the showers, a towel wrapped around his waist, he noticed the older male was still there. " do you . . " his voice was quieter now, avoiding sooho's gaze, " do they allow us to train on saturdays ? " he asked, patting his hair dry with the towel, curiosity slipping through his usual guarded tone as he considered the idea of picking up extra training hours.
༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. plotted, closed starter from aya to: @cheriegotchi !
overcoming her initial shyness, she approaches the familiar figure. at first, aya hesitates, unsure if she's making a mistake, but she gathers all her courage and stops her in the middle of campus, waving her hand with a bright smile, " hiii there, just— this might be a weird question and i might be wrong but . . are you, by any chance, s-sora ? " she asks, holding her breath as she waits for a response.
༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. plotted, closed starter from jinhae to: @pocketdoe !
call it instinct, but jinhae knew the moment they stepped into the packed club that something was off. " i have a bad feeling about this . . " he mutters to nana, leaning close so she can hear him over the pounding bass, " i think i already saw one of my dad's men around here. " gently tugging her by the arm, he moves her ahead of him, keeping her within sight as his senses sharpen, eyes scanning every corner of the room. " you sure this is the right place ? "
