like a cat

shin minah, '95 mk's newest intern vocal trainer

[mkxjoonki]

“A boyfriend? Well, fuck. Looks like I missed my chance.” He sighed, slumping in the chair a little and resting his arms around her waist. “But if you ask me, he probably couldn’t treat you as well as I could. Just letting you know.” He watched her grab for the tablet and even just glancing at the list of serial numbers has his headache coming back. He really just wanted to go home instead of spending all night working. Maybe he’d sacrifice an hour of being yelled at tomorrow to go home and curl up with Minah. He could suffer a bit of scolding if that was the case. “But it’s not very nice of you to lead a guy like me along, you know?” Joonki mumbled softly as he pressed a kiss to her forehead before adding, “I’m delicate.”

[mkxminah-blog]

“Yeah, a boyfriend. Pretty serious one, if you ask me. Guess you did,” she murmured back, putting her hands over top his. “Is that so? I dunno, he’s pretty amazing. Not the kind of guy you let go if you can help it, so you’d have to be pretty damn impressive to convince me to leave him.” Glancing back at the tablet, she scrolled for a moment before giving up and putting it where she found it. “Why do you even have some of these? They’re really ugly,” she mumbled as she smiled up at him. There were a lot of times that she wondered how she’d gotten through to this side of him, how she’d gotten lucky enough to be in the position she was with him. Now was definitely one of them. “You? Delicate? I have a hard time believing that....”

[mkxjoonki]

He was pretty sure this is exactly what being held captive felt like– torture and all. Another vague and infuriatingly wordy concept from Seojin and he was holing himself up in the dressing rooms, going through lists and lists of clothing that they had on hand for something that would apply. The sudden intrusion startled him a little and he jumped in his seat, swiveling around and barely managing to hold on to the tablet. “Oh– It’s just you.” He breathed in relief, shoulders slumping a little. Sliding the tablet to the next seat, Joonki wasted no time in beckoning her over with a pat of his lap. “Unfortunately, I do. And what about you, missy? I don’t see you around here too often.”

[mkxminah-blog]

A little laugh as she watched him jump, not even bothering to apologize for startling him. It was cute, very much so. She walked over and sat down on top of him before leaning over to grab the tablet. Minah was a little nosy sometimes, especially when her boyfriend was stressed out. “I don’t usually make it this far down this hallway without someone throwing hot drinks at me or my boyfriend dragging me home. I probably should’ve started with that, right?” Her head fell back onto his shoulder, her eyes finding his. “He’s really hot, you know. And super sweet when he’s not around other people, but he pretends he’s a dick in public.”

[mkxminah-blog]

Minah had finished up quite a bit later than she’d expected to, but that wasn’t what was wrong. What was wrong was that she hadn’t heard from Joonki. No whining, no complaining, no bribing.... Nothing. In hours, which was incredibly worrisome, and not just because he could be off somewhere with Talia doing something crazy. It was worrying that poor Min might be in his studio somewhere because Joonki dragged Talia off to get a tattoo or something else that Minah probably didn’t approve of. But, surprisingly, when she went by the dressing rooms, the lights were still on and there he was. “Hey, handsome, come here often?” she laughed, walking up behind him. @mkxjoonki

[mkxjoonki]

“I really wasn’t.” Joonki mumbled weakly, not an ounce of fight in him as he gave into her prodding and flopped back on the couch, reaching up to blindly feel for the blanket he knew he had left out here just for instances like this when it was inevitable they would end up falling asleep on the couch. “Oh… sorry. I didn’t mean to,” 

It seemed a little backwards, his hands rubbing small circles into her lower back as if she was the one in distress. Eyes trained on the tv he let himself get a little distracted by the woman explaining how to make something or other before he sucked in a breath and pulled his attention back to Minah. “I’m fine. I’m fine now.” He made sure to make the clear distinction. “I just had a bad dream. It wasn’t anything. You don’t need to worry about it.” 

[mkxminah-blog]

She sighed at him, curling up on his lap and pulling the blanket over them. “You were, babe, but if it means we can stop arguing about it then you didn’t.” Her eyes fluttered shut; him being there was easily putting her to sleep. “It’s okay. I was just worried about you....”

Everything was getting fuzzier, the sounds from whatever was playing starting to fade as she settled down against his chest. “Tell me about it. Please.” She looked up and batted her eyes sleepily, kissing his jaw softly. “Please, I don’t want you to go back to sleep and have the same dream again.”

[mkxjoonki]

He didn’t want to be utterly disgusting and say that just her presence was calming him down, but that’s how it really was. Even just the few minutes he’s been out here, he was starting to feel better, not as worried and panicky. A soft breath of content and he was leaning his forehead on her shoulder, already feeling the drowsiness set in again. If her finger kept at his hair it wouldn’t be long before he was falling right back asleep out here. “’M not freaking out. I wasn’t.” Joonki tried to refute, even if it was clearly obvious that he had for a moment. 

Humming in understanding he didn’t comment more on it, having glanced at the television just moments ago to some chef showing off a bowl. Something he didn’t really care about. But as his expression remind blank, he asked in a tentative mumble, “Was… I yelling?” Before denying it. “I wasn’t yelling. I was just… calling for you. I was wondering where you were. Not yelling.” 

[mkxminah-blog]

“Sure you weren’t, handsome. Sure you weren’t,” she mumbled as she settled down against him. He was so clearly about to have a panic attack before he found her; they both knew that, but she wasn’t nearly up to fighting him on it. She tapped on his chest for him to lean back further so she could get comfortable and go back to sleep.

“Yeah, a little.” Her words were muffled by his skin, her head rested on his shoulder and her lips pressed against his neck. “You were getting pretty loud. What happened? Is everything okay?” Minah wanted to know, of course she was curious, but she didn’t want to pry. He didn’t do well with prying.

[mkxjoonki]

“I’m fine.” Came his instant reply as he didn’t budge from his spot, only pulling her even closer. It was silly, it was so silly of him to be so worked up over a stupid nightmare, but he was so sure that it was true when his woke up to her not there. “I’m fine.” Joonki repeats, as if to convince her, but really trying to tell himself. 

“I’m just… sitting?” And he finally raised his head a little, glancing in the direction of the television and growing quiet with his lip caught between his teeth. He gave a little shrug of his shoulders and he was sure his cheeks were more than a little pink with embarrassment. “Just sitting. What are you doing? Why weren’t you in bed?” 

[mkxminah-blog]

“....Oh-kay.....” she mumbled, hesitantly stroking his hair. There was no way she was buying that he was just fine. He was too grabby to be perfectly fine. She climbed into his lap, readjusting herself so they were both a little more comfortable. Honestly, they’d probably end up falling asleep like that again; her laying on top of his chest, their legs tangling up together.

“You’re not just sitting. You were freaking out. I thought maybe you’d hurt yourself. Fallen out of bed or something, but then I would’ve heard a loud crash and a lot of cursing.” She laughed, leaning her head against his. “I was watching some show. I think they were cooking something. I woke up and couldn’t fall asleep again, so I tried to find food but there wasn’t much. So I sat down to watch something so maybe I’d get sleepy again. Why were you yelling for me, hmm?”

[mkxjoonki]

@mkxminah​

Joonki shivered at the cold sweat sliding down his back and he patted at the covers beside him. Empty. The bed was empty and his breath caught in his throat, eyes flying open only to confirm that the bed was, indeed, empty. “Minah?” It came out as more of a mumble of confusion, fingers curling in the soft sheets as he slowly forced himself to sit up. Empty. The bed was empty when he specifically remembers nearly being pushed to the floor by his girlfriend earlier. 

Maybe he didn’t dream it up. Maybe he wasn’t pulled awake by a nightmare that she went back on her word and left him with nothing but a now repairable broken heart. Maybe it was a memory instead he was just trying to repress for his own good. 

Bare feet on the floor, Joonki sucked in a breath, pushing the covers away and turning his back on the empty side of the bed. No. She wasn’t gone. She didn’t leave. He’s hoping to whoever will listen that she didn’t leave just like she had stormed out in his terrible nightmare. “Minah?” Joonki is a bit louder in calling her this time, padding out into the hallway and eyes frantically searching for her, breath coming just a little shorter for each second he couldn’t find her. 

“Min– oh.” A rush of warm relief flooding through him the tense line of his shoulders relaxed and he was crossing the floor to slide his arms around her waist in a matter of seconds, nose burying in her shoulder, taking a deep breath. “There you are.” Came his shaky mumble. 

[mkxminah-blog]

She hadn’t been gone for long. At least, she hoped she hadn’t been. Minah’d woken up and not been able to fall asleep again, tossing and turning for the better part of an hour before finally getting up and heading for the kitchen. No luck finding any real food and she took to the couch to watch something, anything that would relax her.

But she heard Joonki calling for her; she hoped he wasn’t hurt or anything. No such luck. The second she was within reach, she was in his arms, being squeezed- hard. “Hey, Joonki. What? What’s going on? Are you okay?” Of course she threw her arms around him immediately. “What are you doing?”

[mkzumi-blog]

Admittedly, she wasn’t paying attention at all. She felt bad, but she couldn’t help it. She was a dancer–she liked to move. And she liked rapping better than singing, though she had to do more singing with SPADES, so these lessons were necessary. She couldn’t turn her brain off though; it was running in circles and for the last twenty minutes she had been trying to figure out what she could do to make her voice sound like the Beastie Boys. “I’ve kind of been listening….” she mumbled, her hands fidgeting. “I get it, I get it. We just had a comeback though, so I have time to practice, right? They’re not gonna make us do anything for a while…”

[mkxminah-blog]

She rolled her eyes, walking to the other side of the room and leaving her back turned to the other. “Do you think you don’t need to learn? Or do you think you’re too good to learn? Just because you’re an idol doesn’t mean you’re perfect. Especially not when you can barely stay in the key you’re supposed to be in.” Minah spun around to lean herself against the wall. She was sick of idols who thought that just because they were “famous”, they didn’t need to be taught. “I’m not an idiot. I know you haven’t heard a thing I’ve said; it shows. No, you don’t have time. ACE had four very successful comebacks last year. You only had two. People are calling your group out for not having the work ethic that they do. You’re far from off the hook, they’re gonna want you to have at least three this year. You had the least last year.” Her eyes went to her nails, busying herself with them while she spoke. If she looked up at Zumi now, she’d crack and that wouldn’t help anyone. “Union had three, so did Gossip. ACE had four. Haven had four; they lost a member and still managed to do a huge tour. You’re slacking and you’re gonna have to stay relevant to matter. So, when they announce your comeback, and they will, I’m not putting you out on stage sounding like you do.”

[mkxminah-blog]

txt; → Minah

Joonki: as if I could be a dick to you and actually survive. come on minah

Joonki: You really like how i look when I wake up huh? I don't think you've shut up about it

Joonki: Please. I am so handsome they already probably think of that

Joonki: Now there's a thought.

Joonki: You don't have to. You know I just really love eating you out. But I'm not complaining if you really insist on returning the favor

Joonki: You betcha, baby girl.

Minah: you're right i'd probably kill you

Minah: of course i do!!! how could i not? i really like waking up next to you okay

Minah: no they don't they all hate you i doubt they're thinking about your naked body

Minah: i don't have to but i want to

Minah: i really, really want to

Minah: we should eat before we get home then

[mkzumi-blog]

Zumi regarded her companion with a raised brow, leaning her head on her hand as they rambled, a small smile playing at her lips. “Right….” she began, interrupting a little. “Did you think about any of this before it came out of your mouth, or are you just saying the first thing that comes to mind. You know you sound kind of insane, right now, right?”

[mkxminah-blog]

Standing from the piano, Minah sighed loudly. “Have you even listened to a single thing I’ve said this whole lesson? Zumi, you’re not working for this! Do you think that if they announced a comeback tomorrow, your vocals would be ready? Because I think you’d be hard pressed to find anyone who would.” Okay, maybe she was being a little harsh on the girl, but this was her last lesson of the day, and after seven hours of idols doing exactly what Zumi was doing, her patience was running thin. “You need to try harder.”

[mkxminah-blog]

txt; → Minah

Joonki: I'm offended, but ok.

Joonki: I know this. I am.

Joonki: I'm not cute or dramatic.

Joonki: I won't say that per say. Just... you'll be indisposed-- they'll be unable to reach you. You'll be very, very busy.

Joonki: I'll try harder give me a minute.

Joonki: I could... have you strip for me all nice, because you know I like that

Joonki: And then i'd spend some nice sweet time with my face between your legs bc you kno how much I love that

Joonki: Maybe have you cum a few times before I really get started. That would just be the warmup

Minah: it's nasty but I'm still gonna drink it I just hope you know that

Minah: but I really don't mind it.... you're really sweet to me so you can be a dick to whoever you want as long as it's not me

Minah: you're so adorable especially when your hair is all fluffy and your voice is scratchy I love it

Minah: you won't have to say it, they'll know. they'll know and then they'll start to think about you naked and I'll have to fight them because I'm the only one allowed to think about your gorgeous body

Minah: that wasn't me asking you to try harder

Minah: maybe I'll return the favor and suck you off

Minah: you know I've really wanted to do that.... I think it's only fair considering the fact that you make it a point to eat me out at least every day

Minah: sounds like it'll be a long night tonight

[mkxminah-blog]

txt; → Minah

Joonki: no they don't i made that up. don't judge my coffee

Joonki: I work with what i got. not my fault the concepts they come up with are completely stupid sometimes plus sometimes i just like to mess with the fans

Joonki: Whatever i'm not dramatic

Joonki: they won't fire you

Joonki: I'm thinking... of bending you over my knee. That sounds nice doesn't it?

Joonki: Or having you on your knees for me. You know I love seeing you all fucked out and shit, begging for me

Minah: your coffee is disgusting

Minah: you're a dick

Minah: you're so dramatic it's cute sometimes

Minah: if you go up to them and tell them i can't come in tomorrow because you'll be busy fucking me then yeah i might

Minah: i'm thinking you're trying to get me to leave early and it's not working

Minah: yet

[mkxminah-blog]

txt; → Minah

Joonki: Anyone would be picky about the temperature of their coffee ok. I said you weren't allowed to make coffee anymore because you make terrible coffee. we went over this minah

Joonki: And I am not picky about that. Everyone knows you don't put eggs in the back ok

Joonki: That's a given. I'm a /stylist/ i'm going to be picky about anything clothes related

Joonki: That's not true.

Joonki: I'll let them know then

Joonki: Probably

Minah: i can't help that you like your coffee to taste like bitter regrets and burning tires, jackass

Minah: yes you are, you're so picky and dramatic over eggs

Minah: that's not a given since some of the outfits you send out on stage are absolutely ridiculous

Minah: it's true

Minah: you are not getting me fired joonki

Minah: okay thanks for the heads up

[mkxjoonki]

“You want me to fuck you right now too?” He asked, the tease in tone letting her know he was already planning on doing so, despite his complaints earlier about curtains and neighbors. It was all dying on his tongue now that he was actually presented with her here, spread out in front of him. 

Pausing in this climb up her thigh– making sure to leave a decent about of bruises that would surely bloom into dark purples and look absolutely awful, to pull a face at the thought. Nose scrunched he gave a quick shake of his head. “I think… that would be jumping the gun so let’s just focus on curtains for now.” No need to think about things like that and freak himself out before it was even necessary. 

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[mkxminah-blog]

“Well, how will I ever know if sex is different during the day if you only plan on fucking me at night?” Her voice carried a certain amount of innocence, almost in spite of the words that are coming out. She smirked at the look he had, completely satisfied that he clearly felt the same way she did.

A little laugh and Minah was nodding. “Exactly. And now curtains don’t sound like such a big deal, right?” She understood why he was so nervous; she was nervous, too. This was a first for both of them. Not the sex, not the flirting, but the closeness. The fact that they both made a promise that this was the end of both of their single lives. It was a little scary, and she didn’t blame him for being worried about it all.

She gasped, the expression on her face quickly going from surprise to annoyance (as fake as it was). “Don’t tease me, babe. It’s not nice to keep a girl waiting, you should know that. Haven’t you done this enough times by now to realize that it’s not polite to play around with me before giving me what you know I want?”

“Quit looking at me like that, will you?” she giggled, wrapping her legs around him to pull him in for a kiss as she sat up. “You’re making me self conscious even though I know you’ve already seen me naked.” Her words were mumbled against his lips, but it wasn’t like either of them really cared. It was hard for her to stop after just one kiss, though. This was new to her and she wanted to wrap herself up in the feeling for as long as possible.

“Then prove it, why don’t you? Make it impossible for me to forget that I’m yours.”

[mkxminah-blog]

txt; → Minah

Joonki: I am not. Name one other thing I'm dramatic about

Joonki: I don't agree with this but ok fine

Joonki: Nah. They'll know anyways. Just tell them that your wonderful boyfriend is going to do his job

Joonki: Fuck you until you can't walk or think of anything but me

Joonki: I have so many ideas for tonight. I'm getting excited.

Minah: the temperature of your coffee. where i put things in your fridge. the shirts i can wear of yours

Minah: doesn't matter bc i'm your girlfriend which means i'm right

Minah: nope not gonna tell them that they can fire me and i like my job a lot

Minah: is this your way of telling me i should do some stretches before i get back to your place tonight?

[mkxminah-blog]

txt; → Minah

Joonki: Just a little bit ok only over things that matter

Joonki: I'm not an asshole. I'm a dick. there's a difference

Joonki: I know. but who wouldn't honestly

Joonki: Fair point. Alright.

Joonki: Nope. Probably not.

Minah: no you're dramatic about everything joonki

Minah: it's cute but it's true

Minah: you're both

Minah: should i just pretend to be sick today and tell them i don't know if i'll come in tomorrow instead of having to call in the morning?

[mkxminah-blog]

txt; → Minah

Joonki: I am not. I am just the right amount

Joonki: Are you saying I don't have a shining and wonderful personality?

Joonki: ... I wasn't sure if I could

Joonki: You're going to have to call in to work tomorrow

Joonki: Just letting you know

Minah: you're so dramatic

Minah: yeah you're kind of an asshole but you're cute so it's okay

Minah: you know I love your personality, asshole or not

Minah: I mean if you don't then who will?

Minah: does this mean I won't be able to sit down tomorrow?

Minah: thanks for the heads up