— ᴍᴇʟʟɪғʟᴜᴏᴜs.

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Do I know you?

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bvngmz:

Unnie? Wow, I must be getting old now, huh? ( ` she laughs ) I’m Girl’s Day’s Bang Minah, nice to meet you! ( ` she smiles, her famous eye smile present as she waves ) I don’t think I remember you, though, what’s your name?

Huh? Not at all! You’re quite young actually-- [` she flashes a small smile before her eyes widened in surprise. ] Oh yes! Girl’s Day, that’s where I’ve seen you! I’m a fan of you guys. [` she blinks in confusion, raising a hand to point at herself. ] Me? I’m not a celebrity or anything. My name is Kwon Mira, nice to meet you as well!

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[ bvngmz​ ]

[` staring at the female in front of her, she narrowed her eyes in question. ] Why does this unnie look familiar?

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make me choose: naeun as gabriella montez or myungsoo as troy bolton

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just naeun being dumb cute. ┻━┻ ︵ ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)

[lindorthedragonslayer]

#koutabaweek || Day 6: Free Prompt/Little Things { credits: xxxx }

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I want a relationship like Kou and Futaba— just without the constant deny and drama.

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———- wait, can you reblog if you don’t mind random starters appearing in your tag whether it’s fluffy, angsty, etc. and if you actually reply to them when they do? just wanna see how many people do tbh.

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what i really want is either a friendship/relationship between some stoic, apathetic, and typically intimidating character (muse a) and a little easily excitable sweetheart character (muse b). literally the least unlikely couple/friends and they’re so close and muse b always brings out the dorky side in muse a and does the silliest things with them. (ex: go to the park or watch the stars or feed stray cats, etc.) muse a is still trying to be this tough character even though muse b is putting a flower crown on their head or something. but muse a would protect muse be with everything they had ok. nobody would be able to touch them or say the wrong thing about them, they would protect them. idk man i just want it. 

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i just want a plot where muse a is like from this really super conservative family but then muse b comes along and idk takes them out for pizza for the first time, takes them bowling, and all those things that everyone usually takes for granted as ‘normal’ and stuff i just.. and muse a’s parents just crack down on muse a and muse b has to resort to sneaking into muse a’s room through the window and it’s jut like a shitty teen movie oh god give me this pls.

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ayunsi:

Mhm, calling in sick tomorrow. It’s okay though since we don’t work at the same cafe. But I don’t think we can go out because they might see us and report us. [ ` scrunching up her nose, she placed down her fork and grabs a bottle of water, twisting it open and stares at her sister, grinning widely ] Me and who? Who????? What’s his name again? I see you blushing. [ ` erika reaches out to poke mira’s cheek and laughs ] Aigoo unnie, you and your games. And ooh, multi-tasking I see. [ ` erika sticks her tongue out ]

I know, one of our workers may snitch out on us. [` mira mumbled in annoyance, puffing out her cheeks in displeasure. ] Yah, Kwon Erika! Watch what you say in front of your unnie. It doesn't matter what his name is and I am not blushing! [` she rambled, almost sitting up from her seat to lean over and hit the younger female's head. ] I can't help it-- Those computer games are addicting. They distract you.

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son naeun, reaction queen

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ayunsi:

I’ll be going far in life? If that’s the case, we’ll be going far together. We’ll both make them all proud unnie. [ ` she brings down her arms back to her sides, giggling ] We do─ tomorrow, let’s not go to work and stay home. [ ` laughs, picking up another strawberry with her face and placing it in her mouth, chewing ] How about you though, your singing? How is it? I bet you go to a karaoke place every day with your friends, huh? [ ` she teases ]

Yeah, let’s show everyone what the Kwon sisters are capable of. [` she said confidently, nodding her head before releasing a giggle. ] Let’s call in sick? There’s nothing wrong with being rebels once in awhile-- We’d just have to work twice as hard when we go back. [` mumbling under her breath, she picked up another strawberry as she popped it into her mouth while beginning to chew. ] Singing? It’s great, actually and yah! What are you talking about? I have no friends-- Just you and... [` eyes widening, she cleared her throat. ] Well, you know what I mean. But anyways, I’m practicing-- while I play my games. Thank you very much!

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Things Hidden ; SELF

Crash. The shattering sound of glass was heard at the bottom of her feet, face reddened from anger and betrayal. It had been several hours since her and Erika began arguing. Things were settle, easy-- well, at first. “Ri, why didn’t you fucking say anything?!” Her voice boomed throughout the apartment, not caring whether the neighbors were able to hear or not. Brown orbs glared at the distinct, bluish red bruise on her sister’s face. There were no sign of emotion in Erika’s eyes. Dull, emotionless. No words were spoken from her mouth. Mira was fully aware that her sister refused to speak because it would only cause more trouble but it was the exact opposite. Her annoyance increased. The two have resided in Seoul for, approximately, two years and attended the same school but different classes. It was quite difficult to see each other throughout the day due to their classes being on different levels but when they got the chance to see each other, Erika never failed to express happiness in her smile. Such a beauty, her little sister. After a rough couple of years, Mira couldn’t have been any happier to witness that there were no more problems. No stress or  severe misery. There had been relief. At least, that’s what she thought. It wasn’t until recently, she found out that her sister was a victim of being bullied. Putting all the pieces together, coming home with small bruises on her arms or legs, she didn’t fret because of Erika’s reassurance but now-- there was no doubt about it. “Didn’t we make a promise that we wouldn’t hide anything from each other..?” Mira whispered, head lowered with her eyes set on her two feet. “I was here, thinking that we both had found peace with everything..” Hesitating to finish her sentence, she didn’t bother. A trail of enraged tears falling down both sides of her face and ignoring her somewhat foggy vision, the feeling of a familiar tight embrace caused her eyes to open in shock. “I’m sorry.. Mira..” The broken voice spoke, sniffles cutting in every now and then. “I’m sorry..” This caused her to wrap her arms around her sister, securing her in her embrace. There she was, her fragile sister. Breaking down in sobs for her forgiveness. A cold, headstrong girl on the outside but a vulnerable child in. “Don’t be sorry..” She cooed in comfort, gently rocking her sister in her arms. “No matter what.. I won’t let anyone hurt you. Ever.” Because you’re the only precious thing I have left.

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The medicine had numbed his throat and it was easier to swallow. He sat up with a huff, resting his back against the headboard of his bed, running a hand through his hair before his ears perked at her last words. “I can arrange that— I— well, I mean, I can help… Get that together for you, if you want.” He yawned, his eyes watering a bit and he wiped at them. “Ah, I’m sorry, but do you mind if I go to bed?” He scrunches up his features, unable to suppress another yawn. “I’ll talk to you later, Mare, okay?” He hadn’t actually said her nickname out loud until then. It was foreign on his tongue, but certainly easier to say and quicker to get used to.

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Her eyes widened once he began to talk. Immediately sitting up, she shook her head vigorously though he wasn’t aware of her actions. Arrange what? A flight to America? It had been awhile since she had been home, even feeling a tad bit of homesickness but the money wasn’t coming from her own pocket. “Jake, no. I couldn’t possibly have you pay for everything-- It’s a lot!” Emphasize on a lot. Another yawn was heard from the other side of the line, resulting in her eyes closing. It was late for him and he needed his rest. “I understand, head to bed, alright?” She mumbled, hearing another set of yawns. “Good night, Jakey. Sweet dreams, idiot.” 

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ayunsi:

Hm, I think I’m like Dad─ a workaholic and a hardworker. [ ` purses her lips at the thought of being alike with her father and chuckles, resting her head on her palm ] I know. Finally, first day off, of the year. [ ` grins, stretching her arms out and waves them around ]

[` upon hearing the mention of their father, her lips curved to give off a warm smile before nodding back in response. ] That’s right, you are like Dad. You’ll be going far in life. Make Daddy and Unnie proud, promise? [` she giggled while watching her twin sister, reaching out for her fork to pick up her strawberry and placing it in her mouth. ] We deserve a break, seriously.

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He let out a soft hum and a sniffle, opting not speak until a knock came from outside his door which he responded to with a grunt. "I’ve brought your throat medicine, master Jake!" The butler knocked a couple more times before stepping into the room. Graceful with his steps, he went over to the half asleep adolescent, shaking him gently, carefully setting the cellular to the side. "Take your medicine and then get back to your call with your friend. Though you should be sleeping." The young man just grumbled and took the medicine before dismissing the elder with a wave of his hand. "You’re welcome, sir. Rest well." He reached out and lightly patted the man’s side before searching for his phone and retrieving it again, his voice groggy when he spoke. “Yes, I want to hear more.”

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Silence overtook the phone call. Mira’s smile still remained, pausing with the phone still at her ear before waiting for the right time to hang up. Even if they talked for a short amount of time, she felt relieved to hear his voice and that he was fine.  “Good night, Jakey.. Sweet dreams.” She softly spoke, slowly pulling the phone away from her ear until a familiar male voice was heard. Blinking for a few moments, she pulled the phone back to her ear to listen. The man’s voice was definitely older. The voice was gentle, loving. Like a father towards his son. Could it have been his dad or uncle? It had to be a family member. She pushed the subject away upon hearing Jake slightly grumbling. Oh, he’s awake. “Jakey, there wasn’t anything really important that happened this week--” Mira gave another shrug, gently tracing her fingertip over her blanket. “I just wanna get away, y’know? Take a break and relax.”