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“And what if I don’t?”
"I think knowing Jackson might’ve put you at a disadvantage because he’s led you to believe that all Chinese idols are docile and goofy.” she teased, trying her best to aim a stern expression at him. Gripping onto his shirt, she tugged him towards her so he wouldn’t have any room to escape. “Let’s put it this way; I’m your noona so you have to.” she stated matter-of-factly, her eyes focused on the store in front of them. “I need you to help hold my bags and you wanted to come with me, so now you must deal with the consequences.”
“…fight me,” I mumble from where I’m lying motionless under three different blankets with no intention of moving any time soon.
BANGTAN SONYEONDAN. JEON JUNGKOOK. 970901. commonly known as the muscle maniac/pig/idiot or as the noona killer lonely ‘97 liner check me out.
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[ ` chuckling, she closed the distance between them, her arms wrapping him in a tight bear hug] BamBaaaam, it’s been awhile! Have you missed noona?
BamBam wrapped his arms around her waist, careful not to hug her too tight. “It has been too long, I’ve missed noona quite a lot!” He admitted as he released her from the hug.
"Uwaaaaah! I'm glad to hear that!" she beamed up at him, the boy towering over her despite their age difference. Releasing him from her grasp, she reached up to ruffle his hair. “What have you been up to, hm? Staying out of trouble, I hope.”
[ jnghyvn ]
Who said I want you to stop?That’s a win-win situation for me.
“Oh gosh, you're gonna kill me.” she chuckled, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink.
“Another one?”
"What do you mean 'one'? I plan to have another eight." she replied, somewhat indignantly, shoving the cookie into her mouth. Despite being an idol, she wasn’t very conscious of her diet and often ate whatever she wanted. “I might eat the entire plate if you don’t get some now.”
Unnie { ; she waves before handing the older a small tub of cookies ; } I made these myself, enjoy!
Baby D.ana! [ ` takes the tub of cookies, beaming from ear to ear ] That’s so sweet, oh my gosh! What did I do to deserve something so sweet?
“You’re under arrest for being too cute. Put your hands where I can hold them.”
"Too cute?" the raven haired female couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped her lips and quickly brought a hand up to cover her mouth. Cute wasn’t a word that was used to describe her very often and the thought of anything related to aegyo made her cheeks flush and the embarrassment would follow suit. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, a habit that gave her hands something to do when she got flustered, and looked around to make sure it was indeed her that he was speaking to. “Listen,” she began, her cheesiness setting in, though she’d likely regret it later. “If being cute gets you to hold my hand, I might not stop.”
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“You. Me. Cuddle. Now.”
“Don’t move, I just got comfy.”
“I’m scared, hold me!”
“I bit my lip. Will you kiss it better?”
“Tickle war has been declared!”
“Bunny pyjamas, really?”
“I’ve never seen so many kittens in one place.”
“Come on, just one bite.”
“How do you accidentally buy sixty birthday cakes?”
“I never imagined you were so… ticklish.”
“You’re so huggable.”
“You’re under arrest for being too cute. Put your hands where I can hold them.”
“Have you fallen asleep on me?”
“Am I dead?”
“Another one?”
“And what if I don’t?”
“Are you afraid of God?”
“Are you crazy?”
“Are you lost?”
“Are you really that shallow?”
“Are you sure it’s okay?”
“Are you sure there were no…
“How do you really feel about me?”
“Can’t you pretend to love me this once?”
“Would you care if I was gone?”
“Don’t you know the hell I go through to keep you safe?”
“I can’t take this any longer. Help me.”
“Deep down, you’re scared. Aren’t you?”
“You’ll stay alone if you push others away.”
“How many lives have you taken with your own hands?”
“Just for today. Please.”
“You’re the only one who’s never called me that…”
“We can make it work! Let’s run away together, you and me!”
“I… have loved you this whole time.”
“Treat me as you see fit. I’ll still protect you. It’s my role after all.”
“Maybe it’s too much for me to expect kindness.”
“You give me meaning, even if you take it away.”
“Please… hold me. Don’t say anything, just… hold me.”
“Woah, when did you get that?”
“Who did this to you?”
“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”
“You’re saying this was an accident?”
“What a shiner!”
“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”
“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”
“Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“Let me kiss it better.”
“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”
“Another fight?”
“What happened to your face?”
“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”
“Let’s get you to bed.”
“Let’s get you to the hospital.”
“Why are you so calm about this?”
“You’re bleeding!”
“What are friends for, ey?”
“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”
“You need to look where you’re going.”
“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”
“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”
“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”
“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”
“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”
“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”
“How could you be so careless?”
“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”
“H-how many of them were there?”
“Do you want to build a snowman?”
“The past is in the past.”
“I’m where I’m meant to be.”
“I know you!”
“A dream is a wish your heart makes.”
“People down here think I’m crazy, but I don’t care.”
“For once, it might be grand to have someone understand.”
“Just look at the world around you!”
“Someday my prince will come.”
“If you had the chance to change your fate, would you?”
“If you cut it down, then you’ll never know.”
“But you’ll never know me.”
“Don’t you dare close your eyes.”
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“That bad, huh?” The petite female flashed the male an embarrassed grin as she tried to collect the mass of shopping bags that had fallen from her hands. It was bad enough that she had shown zero self control and had bought everything in sight, every pair of heels, every pencil skirt, every pair of sunglasses that had caught her eye, but now she was struggling to even carry the source of her shame without fumbling over herself. A defeated sigh escaped her lips as she gave up on the bags, pushing hair from her face as she glanced up to get a proper look at the figure who had offered her assistance. Her eyebrows furrowed as she recognized the face hiding behind the dark pair of sunglasses- those dimples paired with hair were unmistakable. “Rapmonster?” she questioned in a hushed tone. She felt ridiculous calling him by his stage name but she didn’t feel as if she knew him well enough to call him Namjoon. Now she felt even more embarrassed, her cheeks flushing red at the thought of a fellow idol catching her during her guilty pleasure spending spree.
Namjoon didn’t realize how hard it’d be to buy his mother a gift until he finally set out to do so. Now that he was back home he wanted to give his mother something that would make up for all the time he went without seeing her. Sure, the material things weren’t all that important but he was positive that it helped. He let out a big sigh, one that demanded attention, as he exited yet another store empty-handed. ( At least in terms of buying his mother something; when it came to buying stuff for himself, Namjoon had no restraint. ) It was then that he recognized a familiar figure, having promoted alongside of her a few times in the past. He approached quickly as he saw her stumbling around with far more than she could carry. “You look like you could use a hand.” He didn’t make another move towards her in fear of making her uncomfortable, instead he held a hand in front of him, the other carrying his few bags. “Maybe a little. But I get it. I’m the same way. I like clothes and fashion way too much not to go overboard every time I go out.” He grinned, an eyebrow being raised at her hesitance to call him by his real name, although perhaps she didn’t remember it. “You can call me Namjoon,” he replied with a small smile. He perked up with what he assumed was a genius idea, his smile morphing into a smirk. “I have a proposal for you, if you’re willing to hear me out…”
She couldn't help the breath of relief that escaped her as she handed some bags over to him, her arms suddenly feeling significantly lighter and free. If her arms hadn’t still been filled with bags, she might’ve hugged him, thankful for the relief. “I honestly only came to get a pair of shoes and some t-shirts but then everything was so cute and I needed it. It might actually be an addiction at this point.” she admitted with a chuckle, looking at all the bags and thinking about the shops she had yet to visit. She grimaced momentarily before turning back to the other idol, a guilty smile creeping onto her features once more as he gave her permission to call him Namjoon. It felt a bit awkward, the two of them meeting each other. On stage or at events there was a certain kind of ease but facing him now she felt a bit shy. Her eyes caught him as his smile transformed into a smirk and she couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. “A proposal, hm? Well, you came to my rescue so I think it’s only fair I at least hear you out. What were you thinking?”