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He blushed slightly when he was complimented. He nuzzled his hyung back. He huffed. “Hyung. I can’t help being tall. It’s not my fault blame my parents.” He frowned. Even though he was used to Jimin commenting about his height, Weili still didn’t like his hyung hating his height. “Hyung is the right height for me so it doesn’t matter how tall hyung is.” He grinned.

He couldn’t help but giggle. “Of course I only love Jimin hyung. You are my Minnie Mouse.” He nodded with a smile. “Araso. Well tell Zumi noona thank you.” The smell of the snacks Jimin had brought made his own stomach growl. He licked his lips. “Those snacks smell yummy hyung I’m starving.” He pouted as he rubbed his stomach. “You will always be my favourite person, hyung. And we are the cutest we make everyone jealous.” He smiled. “Why Obama? Why not the Korean President, hyung?”

mkjimin

“I know. I know. Hyuna is just very bitter about this stature, but it’s okay! I have my small team and we’re gonna do big things, buddy. Big things!” Snatching up the bag he gave the other an apologetic smile as he rifled through the snacks-- most were just taken from his dorm and the convenience store on the corner. “Sorry you can’t join in, kiddo. But you have to be at least this short,” He patted himself on the head before fishing out a bag of chips and tossing to the other. “to join in on small team shenanigans. It’s the rules. I didn’t write them-- well, I did, but... you get the idea.” Waving a hand in dismisall, he went back to digging, a cheesy grin on his lips.

“Of course! That’s how it should be! You better eat up too-- have you eaten today? You gotta make sure to eat! You’re a growing boy!” He babbled on, deciding that candy would be satisfying enough-- not that he needed the extra sugar to fuel him. Things would probably get out of hand eventually. “Well... Um, because... I’m gonna be completely honest with you, kid. I don’t know a single lick of Korean politics, but my dad is always complaining to me about how things in America are going so... Obama is my go to man, even if he won’t realise the government's secrets like I want him to.”

#mkweili #.rep #.ace:jimco

mkzumi-blog

She grinned. “That’s mostly because you like it when I’m staring at you and I can’t help it when you’re not wearing anything. You’re too hot. You should be illegal. You’re the only one I like being shirtless around, though, I hope you know that. …..Actually, I like being shirtless when I’m by myself too, but that’s just because shirts are too much work.” Zumi sighed, a little disappointed when he took his hands off her, standing up. One look at him was enough to have her giggling, and she pushed her hand in his face. “Stop that. I can’t take this seriously when you’re like that,” she laughed, but she still tried to put on a little show and tease a little as she slipped her shorts off and tossed them aside, holding back laughter the whole time because wow he was a dork but she was too.

“Why do I have to do all the work,” she whined a little, though she eventually smiled, pulling his jeans off and flopping down on top of him, resting her head on his chest, admittedly enjoying the skin-to-skin contact quite a bit. “I wouldn’t laugh. I think they’re cute. I think you’re cute,” she informed him matter-of-factly. Adjusting herself so her chin was resting on her hands and she was looking at him, she told him, “You’re really warm, you know. You should just stay overnight all the time. I won’t need an extra blanket in the winter if I’ve got you.”

mkjimin

His laugh was a little louder than he intended, but oh well. It’s not like there was anyone here for them to disturb with their general noisiness anyways and it was really something Jimin shouldn’t be taking into consideration, especially when all different kinds of ideas are popping into his head about just how loud they might be able to get-- but that’s for later. At the moment, he pokes his tongue out and licks her hand before she can pull it away. “So? When have you even taken me seriously, huh?”

Th way he settles back on the bed and accommodates is instantaneous and really holds up their years. “Because the worshiper does all the work and the worship-e just sits backs and enjoys it.” And Jimin was very much enjoying this. It wasn’t much different from how they used to be-- being as close as they were and practically attached at the hip it’s not like they haven’t forgot pants or shirts in lieu of comfort, but there’s an air of difference now because instead of keeping the touches and brushes of skin subtle and very much in the line of friends, he’s free to crane his neck a little and press a kiss to her lips.

“I know I am. But you’re cute too. I think I could work with that. I’ll quit ACE and become your personal blanket. As long as I always get to cuddle you.” He hums and it’s sweet for almost a moment before a hand slides gently up her back, fingers dancing over the band of her bra before he’s snapping one of the straps, a teasing grin on his lips.

#mkzumi #.rep #.zumin #they honestly can't be nice to each other

mkfanyao

Yao scrunched up his face, nodding while looking away from the obnoxious eyelash batting and sucking up. “I guess you’re a little cute. Cuter than me. But if we’re thinking cutest in the group, I think Weili has you beat. He’s pretty damn cute.” Yao snorted, shrugging. “I wouldn’t count it out. Sometimes the tiny ones have the most bite. Look at Eliza…..” He was really glad Lize wasn’t there to hear him call her short. He’d probably get a punch in the arm. Definitely a glare at the very least.

“What kind of weird ass chihuahua…okay, I guess alien makes sense. I could be an alien. How could I not be a giraffe? I’m tall…I have weird long limbs. I’m shy. I run fast. I think I could be a giraffe.” Yao jumped, his eyes widening a little. “A powerpoint? How much thought have you put into this? I swear to god, I’d better be something good.”

mkjimin

Jimin is quiet for a few minutes, completely paused and lips pursed as he thinks carefully about each member of the group. “Actually-- yeah, you’re right. I’m fucking adorable, but that kid has the age card.” Jimin admits after a while, pushing himself off the couch to go dig around in his bag for the tablet. “And the height card.” He adds a little quieter, sounding a bit bitter. “But it’s because us tiny ones are filled with so much rage-- it evens out in taller people, but us short kids just sit here and boil with anger. And it’s probably something to do with being closer to hell, but you know.” A little shrug and he’s bouncing right back over to throw himself on the couch, already bringing up the file he had so lovingly titled “ACE as furries.”

“Okay so listen. You would be a giant chihuahua. Freakishly large.” Pasted on the first slide were various pictures of chihuahua’s, some compared to other dogs and various little texts that seemed to make almost no sense. “Look.” Shoving the tablet at other, Jimin insisted. “Can’t you see it? Tell me you see it.”

#mkfanyao #.rep #.ace boiz #listen #i had to google freakishly large chihuahua #it was weird

yoonmin

#.mister #q

mkzumi-blog

She kissed his nose, ruffling his hair affectionately. “Sorry, baby. We can talk about that some other time, then. Both of those sound nice. You know what else is interesting? How handsome you are. And how much I enjoy when you’re shirtless. We could talk about that too. Because wow….” she murmured, stretching out the last few syllables and smirking a little. “Yeah okay, but…the shorts come next and I can’t take those off without you moving your hands. And I don’t want you to move your hands, so we’ve got a bit of a problem here,” she told him, faking a pout for a split second.

Zumi laughed too, scratching her arm and muttering, “You say that like we passed the censors in the first place. I think the dance was a little too much for some people. Not just you. Ooops?” She snickered. “Okay. Next time, then.” She ran her hands gently across his skin, rolling her eyes. “You keep giggling, though. I can’t tell if that’s you feeling dirty, or if I’m being ridiculous and you aren’t telling me because you’re an ass. I thought you said you were gonna help me with this whole worship-you thing!” Zumi kissed him, her hands finally travelling far enough to find the waistband of his jeans and resting there, a couple fingers winding around belt looks. “Please don’t call me that in bed, oh my god. That’s my business name. Right now I’m off the clock. Just Zumi is fine. Or baby. Baby and babe are also acceptable. So is ‘my goddess’. Not princess though because I’m not a princess I’m a badass.”

mkjimin

Swatting at her hand, he tried not to preen so much at the praise, even if they both knew it was the kind of think he absolutely ate up. “Yeah? Well, that’s convenient because I kinda like being shirtless-- around you at least. In general, I don’t mind it too much, but we both know I really like it around you, especially when you’re shirtless too. Or just naked in general so--” Lifting his hands, he motions for her to climb off. “If you hurry then it’ll be okay so just-- hurry.” Leaning up on his elbows, he was sporting a grin that could only be descried as completely cheesy and he even accompanied it with a wiggle of his brows. “So come on. Let me see what you got.”

“Sorry, sorry. I’ll try not to giggle so much, I can’t help it though. I just can’t stop laughing with you-- not in a bad way, but you know.” And it was true, Jimin was almost always in a fit of laughter when he was with Zumi unless they were sleeping. Flopping back down on the bed, he instead slid his hands to pry her’s off of his belt loops and pop open the button. “Take mine off too. It’s too much effort for me to do, but I wore my pikachu underwear today, so don’t laugh at me, okay?”

#mkzumi #.rep #.zumin

mkzumi-blog

She pretended to think for a moment, before replying, “You might be onto something there, you know…….Or maybe we’re the normal ones and everyone else is super weird. And we’re the ones who will rise above to take down the machines because we’re the only ones who aren’t blind to their power.” She nodded, rolling her eyes a little. “Oh, of course. I’m just lucky that the only one here with me right now is you–how embarrassing would it be if that tag had been bugging me….I dunno, backstage or something.”

“I barely even notice you staring at me, so I’d say you got through pretty well,” she added with a smirk. “I mean…..I’m pretty bare right now. I can reenact the stage if you’d like….so you can, you know….see how you would’ve done if the costumes were a little skimpier,” she said jokingly. “Okay, but you’re my chair so……did you die a little every time I came offstage and took my rightful place in your lap?” she teased some more, he head cocking to the side a little. She knew the answer to that, of course, but she was having fun. “No by, from. I’m getting distracted from the dirty part because I’m getting caught up in the touching part. Creature of the night? I like it. It’s no ‘Lucifer’ or ‘Satan’, but I like it.”

mkjimin

“Okay listen-- all this talk about the machines rising up scares me and honestly turns me off a little so yeah-- Let’s talk about something more interesting. Like how pretty you are or how it’s just me who gets to see you like this. Isn’t that much more interesting?” He laughed a little, hands sliding up her thighs idly. “In fact, you know. I’d actually like to see a little bit more. Half naked means half, not a quarter-- which is what you are. Or something. I don’t know, I was never too good at math, but you get my point.”

Jimin laughs, louder this time because he can’t even deny it. During their overlapping promotions, there were several times Jimin considered planning his funeral because of just how criminally hot Zumi’s stage costumes were. “I don’t think you would have passed the censors if the costumes were a little skimpier, but maybe another time. I think for now we should just try to focus on the whole ‘touch me’ thing. Touch me and make me feel dirty. We can do both. Let’s figure it out.” With a snort he rolled his eyes. “Creature of the night is just another name for Lucifer or Satan-- which no. I won’t call you either of those names in bed so don’t even ask.”

#mkzumi #.rep

mkweili-blog

“Minni mouse!” The maknae called as he heard the voice of perhaps his favourite Korean hyung. “I missed you, my Minnie.”

Weili grinned as he watched Jimin make his way towards him. He laughed when the elder flung himself at him, stumbling back a few times. Weili loved affection and Jimin was the only one of his ACE hyungs that seemed to enjoy skinship as much as he did. Perhaps that’s why JimCo or NiMin was one of the biggest ACE otps. The maknae didn’t mind. He seemed to have a few otps linked to his name. He wrapped his arms around the elder male and hummed happily.. “Ohhh snacks! Remind me to tell Zumi unnie that I love her.” He grinned happily. “This is why hyung is my favourite!” He held the male tighter. “I love you, my Minnie Mouse.”

mkjimin

“You’re so cute.” He cooed, nuzzling into the other’s side. “So cute I’ll forgive you for being so tall.” It was something he always said and something the fans even pointed out from time to time, but Jimin couldn’t help that he was always so touchy about his height and his favorite dongsaeng was so much taller than him.

But in the next moment he was pulling away with a gasp. “No! You can’t! You can only love me. It was my idea to bring snacks anyways. She just helped pick them out.” He was only teasing of course as he went to dig the bag of snacks from his duffle. He hasn’t eaten breakfast that morning before he was shuffled off to vocal practice and his stomach was starting to growl a little. “I know I’m you’re favorite. You’re my favorite and we’re the cutest thing ever, okay. Like seriously, we need like an official title from the president or something-- cutest pair ever to exist in the word. Like ever. In forever. I’ll call Obama tomorrow.”

#mkweili #.rep #.ace:jimco #it's ok!!!

mkzumi-blog

“I’ll consider it. I mean….it definitely wouldn’t be all that inaccurate,” she said with a shrug. “Fine, not a robot…….not an alien….Does that mean I’m a robot or alien then, because sometimes I feel like you come from a whole other species. I know, I know. If they ever do, I’ll be sure to kick their asses for you,” Zumi promised. She laughed, kissing him back and watching with a smile, her eyebrow raised at his explanation. “Right. I’m sure it did.” Tugging her own shirt over her head, she smirked. “Just like mine had a tag that was bugging me–I should really cut it off when I get a spare minute.”

“That’s some Jaden Smith level shit,” Zumi said with a grin, leaning back down to kiss his neck again, one of her hands finding Jimin’s and lacing her fingers around his. “Do my pelvic thrusts drive you insane too, though? Be honest–how hard was the Up&Down era for you?” she teased him. “Hey, I’m getting there! You have a very nice body and I keep getting distracted!” she said indignantly, poking his stomach to prove her point. She held back giggles (the heavy petting part was reminding her of the Pomeranian that looked just like him, but now was not the time for that) and nodded. “You know, I’m always down for some trouble.”

mkjimin

“Or-- and this is just an idea I’m gonna throw out there, okay? We’re both just humans who are a little bit weird.” He held his free hand up in defense quickly. “I know, I know. It’s a hard concept, but just consider it, okay? Besides, we have to be humans to stop the machines so.” Shrugging he laughed with a little nod. He didn’t even bother to hide the way he raked his gaze over her and he’d be lying if he didn’t appreciate it fully but he had time. “You should really do that. Can’t be taking off her shirt just anywhere now.”

Jimin teased her, humming in thought as if he really had to think about it. “I mean honestly I survived pretty well Only mild discomfort but no sticky shorts or anything. At most, maybe a little bit of a turn on, but I’m a guy you know. We’re visual, simple creatures. So--it’s nice, but it’d be nicer if you were a little more...” He paused, humming in thought at how exactly to put it. “Bare. That’s a good word.” With a sure nod he swatted at her hand. He was only being difficult because it was obvious exactly what her moves did for him. “Distracted by what? It’s not really getting distracted if I want you to touch my body. That’s the whole point of the song, remember? Touch me-- make me feel dirty. Uh... creature of the night?”

#mkzumi #.rep #.zumin

mkzumi-blog

She laughed, rolling her eyes. “I’m definitely not a lesbian. I categorize myself as ‘metal as fuck’, thank you very much. I’m just saying, it’d be funny if I had been when my mom was lecturing me about not ever being around boys.“ Zumi raised her eyebrow, a crooked smile gracing her features. “I have no doubt in my mine that you are.” Poking his forehead with her finger, right between the eyes, she replied, “Some days I have my doubts. You could very easily be a sophisticated robot and I’d have no way of knowing. Do you want me to write a paper, then? Because I warn you–it’s gonna be pretty long.”

Smiling mischievously, she nodded, taking that as an invitation to tickle his sides before her hands continued their wandering. Her face scrunched up as she replied, “Her voice is pretty annoying, isn’t it? Tim Curry was always my favorite in that movie…..” she mused, taking the opportunity to drop a quick kiss on his lips. “Ah, yes, I know the song. You’re right–it is pretty fitting. I half expected you to sing Time Warp or something…..you know…..because of the pelvic thrust part. But I guess we’re not quite there yet,” she snickered, teasing him.

mkjimin

“Ah right.. I forgot. That’s what you consider your sexuality. I still think you should label yourself as Jim-sexual, but that’s just my personal feelings. Feelings, that I have because I’m a person and not a robot so stop telling me that I am. You know how scared I am about the machines rising up.” A light shrug and he was no sooner yelping and trying to snatch her hands from under his shirt. “You monster! Cut it out!” The pout he sported was quickly slipping away from her kiss however and Jimin chased after for another quick one before wriggling out of his shirt and flopping back on the bed. “It’s bunching up. It feels weird.” Was his whined explanation as he finally settled back down into the sheets.

“Ah... I would have sang that one, but it honestly screws up my persecution of time and we both know time isn’t real and we’re just floating through existence so... yeah, no. Besides, I already know that my pelvic thrusts drive you insane so I’d much rather sing about how I want you to touch me and I wanna feel dirty. We’ll get to the whole pelvic thrust later anyways.” There was a bit of mischief in his face as he rambled on a little. “So... I felt there’s no use getting into heavy petting. It only leads to trouble-- except I’m up for a little trouble if I’m causing it with you, so.”

#mkzumi #.rep #.zumin

mkzumi-blog

“Oh, yeah. My mom gave it to me. ‘Kazumi, I don’t even want to see you near a boy until you’re married! And not even then–that’s something you save for the privacy of your own home!’ You know…..it’d be kind of funny if I was a lesbian or something. That would shoot a bunch of holes in her plan. I’m alright with you showing me, though,” Zumi said with a snort, rolling her eyes. “When aren’t you singing Broadway to me? You’ve got a song for every situation. Hey, I actually know Rocky pretty well. This is like, a first. Now you have to sing the song,” she said with a laugh, though she gave him no opportunity to as she kissed him again.

She shook her head. “Nah, he’s halfway to you. First of all, you’re real. Second of all, I like you better anyway,” she informed him. Laughing a little, she rolled her eyes, sliding her hand up his shirt. “SAT prompts? Do you just have a bunch of those memorized?”

mkjimin

“Well, I sure hope you aren’t a lesbian-- or if you do categorize yourself as one then you should probably learn what the definition is.” Dropping his hands to rest on her thighs, he waggled his brows in an exaggerated manner. “I am a pretty good teacher if I do say so myself.” And he was agreeing with her. There almost wasn’t a time when he wasn’t singing some song from a musical or movie of some kind. Sometimes he tended to sing the soundtracks, loud and obnoxiously, of course. “You bet I’m real and that’s good because I like you a lot more too. Which-- is one of the SAT prompts. Explain why you like Jimin so much. So.”

Bottom lip caught between his teeth he couldn’t help the grin that seemed to never leave as didn’t even bother to hide the shiver. “Watch it. You know I’m ticklish.” But he didn’t put up any real fight at her wandering hands and only prompted her on. “Ah... I guess if I have to... how did it go again? I always forget the beginning because her voice is kind of annoying.” Lips pursed for only a minute as he hummed to himself, brows furrowed in attempt to remember the lyrics. “Oh-- it’s something like... I was feelin’ done in... couldn’t win. I’d only even kissed before. You know the song, yeah?”

#mkzumi #.rep #.zumin

mkzumi-blog

“How are you even real,” she muttered with a roll of her eyes, snickering a little and shaking her head a little. “Are you actually singing John Mayor? And about yourself, not even me? You’re definitely an alien,” she teased, a hand coming up to straighten his hair affectionately. She laughed, resisting the urge to hide her face in her hands, or roll off the bed because she was laughing so hard.

“Right, okay. I’ll do my best,” Zumi murmured with a snort, moving so she was straddling him and kissing his nose gently. She trailed kisses down his cheek and jaw, moving to his his neck as her hand ran down his chest. “You have to give me feedback, though,” she informed him. “This is my first time worshiping anything that isn’t Jim Halpert. And my first time worshiping anything in real life. I might need some prompting.”

mkjimin

“Well... while I’m assuming you’ve had the talk, I’d be more than happy to show you exactly how I became ‘real’-- so to speak. You know, if you want to.” But his words quickly trailed off into giggles again and he nodded a little, only belting out that one line in the song again before quickly giving the disclaimer, “That’s actually the only line I know and the only John Mayer song I know, but I could sing Broadway to you. There’s actually a very appropriate song for this situation or! Wait! That one song from Rocky!” He babbled, actually settling into the bed, dragging on of the pillows so he could prop himself up a little, head tilting to the side.

“It’s enough prompting I believe-- and I mean I’m Jim-in, so like... you’re halfway there already!” Reaching up he softly patted her head with a little hum. “But I’ll give you all the prompting you need. All the prompting! Motivational prompts, writing prompts, SAT prompts-- whatever you need.”

#mkzumi #.rep #.zumin

txt; → Teo

Teo: do all of them match or did you make a special shirt for all three of us

Teo: i dont think anyone has much on her shes got it all on lockdown

Teo: maybe shes in the mafia or something and has to keep it on the dl

Teo: he was always closer to kyu and hasik and jaemi than with me but that makes sense they are all v friendly and i was painfully shy at that point

Teo: idk if ill ever get used to this dad thing

Jimin: They do match. Except for the backs. Those are customized by yours truly

Jimin: ...... oh my god you're right fuck

Jimin: I'm dating a mafia member. shit.

Jimin: me too bro down't worry except I was mostly shy with girls and they terrify the living shit out of me soooo

Jimin: at least I didn't say daddy or make it weird

Jimin: I just did never mind

#mkteorus #.txt #control him

mkfanyao

Yao couldn’t help but laugh a little, nodding his head. “Yeah, sorry. It looks just like you. It’s fluffy and cute with a little nose and cute little eyes. Bae Jimin, you are that dog.” He snorted. “In our relationship, if one of us was that dog and the other was a big german shepard, I’d be the german shepard. I am much larger than you are, and in a fight, i think i’d do more damage,” Yao pointed out with a grin. He patted the younger man’s head gently.

He looked down at Jimin, narrowing his eyes and chuckling a little. “A freakishly large chihuahua? No way. If I was a dog…I’d be like a greyhound or something. Big with super thin and lanky limbs. That would be me. If we’re looking at animals in general, I think I’d be a giraffe or something. Anything but a chihuahua.”

mkjimin

Jimin was quiet for a few minutes before batting his lashes up at Yao in the most obnoxious manner he could manage.”You think I’m cute? Aw. Yao, you’re so sweet.” Shifting so he could more effectively cling to the other his tone quickly changed. “But as sweet as that is, I’m still remaining in my blissful state of denial. That little dog couldn’t take down a butterfly and we both know very well I can take down like... a small child, maybe a weak old lady at best okay.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Jimin hummed in an unapologetic way, shameless in how he spoke. “No way, bro. You’re like a chihuahua that a family bought because they wanted a really tiny dog and they ended up with this huge ass dog they aren’t completely sue is a dog-- it might be an alien. Who knows. I sure don’t-- oh, wow.... giraffes are bullshit. I want to ride one, but there’s no way you could be a giraffe.” Sitting up suddenly and scrambling for his phone that goes skidding across the couch he making loud, excited yelps. “Wait! I just remembered. I totally have a powerpoint presentation of what animal each of ACE would be. Hang on.”