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my muse for junhee deflates like no tomorrw and im really sorry but imma drop junhee. yeap. i have no time and too many muses plus an rp to run. im very sorry about this u n u wishing you the best of luck here tho! byebyeeeeee
"Was that status directed to someone else? I swear that if it was– I'll kill them! And I'll kill you, too! Do you not like me enough to tell me what's on your mind? I thought we were over this! You're the worst boyfriend. Ever!"
{{ president – junhee&sungyeol }}
The fact that someone, let alone a member of the female species, was interested in anything that he, one lowly Lee Sungyeol, had to say about anything had legs stop in their tracks. Turning to face the other, mouth slightly agape, only a murmured “Huh?” could make itself known. After what seemed like centuries, Sungyeol somehow manged to find his tongue and used it for its given purpose. “I-I guess so?” Truly riveting. Fellow classmates were shoving into him purposefully, attempting to get the lanky student to move from out of the middle of the hallway, and just as he was side step away from the crowd, a hand reached out and began to tug him along. Unsure of what else to do, he followed the aggressive girl dutifully, “No, I-I’m not busy… Coffee is fine— Oh uhm, by the way, my name is Sungyeol…” Might as well try to introduce yourself, right?
"Sungyeol?" She asked, as if he had mumbled out his name earlier – which maybe he did, she wasn't sure, her outgoing personality had always been the more dominant aspect in all of her relationships that she sometimes forget about the other party. "Okay, cool! My name is Junhee. You can call me whatever you like, really." An easy laugh escapes from her tinted red lips as she turns to look back to the road in front of her. "Is Cafe Express okay for you?" It was a question but no matter what his answer was, she would still go there anyway. She loved the easy-going and lazy air around the place and she could always concentrate on things. And she wanted to concentrate on the topic she had on hands with him.
gets sad as i look at my lonely starters for ggsxsunny and ggsxjongup
{{ winkeu – junhee&amber }}
Pit Pat. The rain taps against the floor-to-ceiling windows. The room have rows and rows of long mahogany desks, and it is quiet; except for the odd couple of echo and soft humming. Feeling the chill of the rain, Amber tugs her hoodie. As she arrives at the library before the rain starts to pour, Amber’s Supreme hoodie remains dry. Thank goodness.
When she has gotten herself comfortable, Amber took a swig from her water bottle. Her eyes wander as they scan for any familiar, interruptive, faces. Instead her eyes met yours who smiles and give her a wink. Startle, Amber choke on her water and quickly wipes the dribbling water with the back of her hand.
“Hey”, you whispers with a wave.
“Er…hi.” Amber scratches the back of her neck, wondering if you are flirting- mistaking her for a guy. Well, this is notawkward at all, Amber thought and returns to placing her books on the table.
She pushes her books towards yours and scoots in to the seat beside you. Resting her chin on her palm as she looks into your eyes, her smile widens. "I've never seen you around before." Her warm brown eyes starts to wonder, full of attention, drinking every detail of your face. Your eyes, the way they crinkle as you make a certain expression. How you smiled nervously at her little wink. How cute.
"I'm Junhee." Offering her hand for a handshake, she drew a bit of a distance between the two of you her shoulders pushed up cutely as she does and her smile blooms wider. "Journalism Major, I assume you're not?" Chuckling at her own question quietly, she wiggles her extended hand before raising her eyebrows, as if inviting you in.
go junhee, harper’s bazaar korea june 2012
{{ president – junhee&sungyeol }}
ggsxsungyeol
Not used to having people greet him in the hallway (or anywhere, honestly), Sungyeol continued to tread forward, assuming the woman next to him was merely asking for someone near him. It took a few moments for him to notice that she was walking beside him and looking his way, immediately causing his anxious heart to skip a beat or two. “O-oh… uh… if I were to become president, I t-think I’d mainly focus on the education system and restoring the environment.” Still not sure whether this entire conversation was merely a joke, or not, the brunette nodded earnestly towards the other, hoping his answer would suffice either way.
"Restoring the environment?" She asked, genuinely interested with what the other had to say about the subject, as she was also passionate about saving the earth in her free time or when she's not drunk off her ass. "Can you tell me more about it?" Her eyes scanned around their surrounding. They were in the middle of a crowd and were definitely causing traffic as they stood around talking as if they owned the area. Chuckling a bit, she pulled him along with her. "Maybe over a coffee? You're not busy right now, are you?"
{{ rain – junhee&taehyung }}
Even when there’s an absence of closeness between them, he doesn’t think that he would have the heart to refuse her request to stay for the night. The young woman, to be bluntly put, looks pitiful with her clothes clinging to her frame due to the storm outside. He shrugs as he closes the door behind his back, recomposing himself and texting his maid for a set of towels. “Nah, don’t worry about it,” he calms her. “Make yourself at home. I’ll get you a towel.” He ushers her to the couch and places his magazine back on the coffee table. When his maid appears with the towels in her hand, he grabs it from her and hands them to Junhee, before settling himself on the armchair adjacent to the couch.
"Ah thanks..." Shooting the younger male a smile she took the towel with her hands and dried herself off silently before wrapping the huge and fluffy towel around her body, trying to keep herself warm. "I'm really sorry." She started, hanging her head down. She was usually a creature that oozes confidence, she screamed fun and everything that is nice in the world. But that day, everything came crashing down on her and her mask cracked. "I just– I don't know what else to do or who else I can go to." And it's true. Her friends were all in the middle of something and she couldn't possibly bring herself to barge in on them. "It's just that– I just–" before she knew it, her eyes were spilling tears and she clutched herself tighter, biting her lips as she tried to not make a sound.
* defensive tactics , gjh&kba
It’s the middle of self-study discussion for one of her arts modules ( why do they even need to have ‘contrasting’ modules? ), with just a couple of students actually doing any self-study — or even being present at all. There are small gifts in life, she thinks to herself, because as embarrassing as she can behave, if Junhee had done that in the middle of a Mathematics lecture, she would’ve just become one with the floor and ignored the older girl.
"No?" she replies instead, looking around in confusion. "Who did you hear that from?"
She huffs and marches up towards Kim Boa's seat, obviously not buying her answer. Ignoring the stares from the other students, she pulls an empty chair and seats herself beside her little blonde friend, hands crossing across her chest. "No." She rejects curtly as she frowns at her, like a mother disapproving their babies' misconduct. "I saw it from the gossip girl blog. And we all know these thing doesn't just pop out of thin air."
Taking the other's cheek with her hands gently and bringing their face close, she looks into her eyes, gaze filled with worry. "Has anyone bothered you?"
{{ rain – junhee&taehyung }}
gsxtaehyung
He was lounged sprawled on the couch of the living room, flipping the pages of the newest interior design magazine when the doorbell rang. Sighing as he knew that he’d get the door faster than his maid, he sluggishly hoisted himself off the couch and strolled towards the door to answer it. Blinking at the sight of Junhee, his facial features oozed an expression of bewilderment. “Oh, hey. Yeah, no, I don’t mind.” He stepped aside, letting her step in. “What’s up?”
"Mm, yeah." She mumbled, looking extremely uneasy. She's never really close to Taehyung but she didn't know why but his place was the first one that popped to her mind when her mother called bearing the news. And she wanted to be happy for her. But she just couldn't. She felt left out and kicked aside. "Sorry about this." Fidgeting in her spot, it took her a while before she finally stepped in, her clothes and hair clinging to her skin from the heavy downpour outside. "I uhm– I lost the keys to my apartment and my landlord isn't around."
like this for a random short starter to ur askbox.
{{ post blue – junhee&jongup }}
There were three distinct groups of people in the club that night. Those who got high on drugs, those who danced off their asses on the dance floor as they grind each other and those who sat on the bar emptying glasses after glasses.
Junhee fell somewhere in the middle of the latter two. She danced her ass off to the beats from the DJ because she was too drunk to even care what people thought of her or how many people she shimmied with. All she cared about at that point was that her head felt light and her body felt warm. She was flying and that felt good. She was having a swell time.
"Oh, oops!" A squeal slipped past her lips as she bumped into someone. Turning around to give them an apology, she found herself face to face with a familiar face. Of course he hadn't known her personally. Or she him. But she's heard of him and seen him around. She knew who he was.
"Sorry about that. I didn't see where I was going." She put on her million dollar smile. The smile that always charmed people into her. And obviously she wanted to enchant him – wouldn't want one of the elites to get mad at her after all. "Are you okay?" Tilting her head, she checked up on the guy – Jongup, she believed his name was – to see if any of his drink spilled on him.
hey bae
hey.
// { hide like the stars – junhee&sunny }
Junhee ran, a great big grin on her face as her bright laughter rang through the open air stretching above them. Her hands stretched across her body as she felt the spring wind breezing through her, caressing her body and face like the soft touch of mother nature's hand. And she let out a small giggle at the sensation. Her eyes closed, her feet took her to places she wouldn't have gone with her eyes open. And she loved that.
With her eyes open, she would have been stuck in her classroom, listening to lectures about plebeian crafts she really couldn't be bothered to know about. But with her eyes closed and her feet dancing to their own rhythm, she was dancing in the parking lot. Her bag carelessly thrown to the side along with her books and her half-drunk starbucks vanilla frappuccino.
She twirled around, the same smile – as bright as the sun hiding behind the white puffs of cloud – still etched upon her face. "Sunnnnnyyyy!" She called out to her friend before doing a little 80s dance with her hands pointing upwards and her hips doing little shimmies. "Yesterday my life was filled with rain. Sunny, you smiled at me and really eased the pain." She began to sing an old song of Boney M.'s. Her voice echoing through the open space and she laughed.
"Come dance with me Sunny!"
hiyeom! junhee's mun here! i am also accidentally henreh's mun. you can call me peaches or peach. thank you all for your lovely sugar sweet welcome messages! i have to work until like 2 more hours so i'll see you then! i'm very very open for plotting and junhee's a very sweet girl so please play with this pretty social climber! aim: ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀ ☆
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