euphoria.

jeon. golden boy. sphere's lost boy and nova's blue moon. dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. you can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it. ✧✦✧

[rkjeon]

jeongguk exhales heavily through his nose as he settles down from practice to work on some stretching. for the most part, he’s been left alone in his still relatively new company, but he hasn’t minded it for the most part. there hasn’t been much of an effort made on his part to make new friends. maybe that’s because he misses the ones he made from sphere, but who knows. the swap in companies has shifted his priorities a little bit in that he wants to focus more on his goals.

after all, nova wanted him for a reason, right? might as well try and live up to their expectations of him.

he stays late, later than most of the other trainees, late enough to the point where he can generally cop a practice room for himself and just exist in his own thoughts and have only his own eyes staring back at him in the mirror. not that he minds an audience, but sometimes he enjoys being alone.

as he finishes up for the night, jeongguk closes his eyes to let the ache of a hard day’s work settle in his muscles, basking in the familiarity that he’ll never get tired of.

[rkjeon]

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allmight98 ✌️

[ncbodyknows]

➟「ピアノ天才」Let’s piano。

[rkjeon]

rkars‌:

It took a moment to realise what Jeongguk actually meant, and immediately after Youngjae felt embarrassed for making such an obviously stupid comment. He grit his teeth in annoyance at himself and tried to recall what they had taught in the theory classes. The only problem was that music theory was an entirely new language and that learning about it in Korean only made things all that much harder. It was at times like this he regretted the language barrier.

“I… I knew that much…” he argued even though it was obviously a lie, and clearing his throat he looked down at his fingers on the keys. ‘Playing it in key’ Youngjae supposed meant that he would play it as it was supposed to be while Jeongguk would play a higher pitched version of it. He totally got this shit. Just needed a bit of practice was all.

Eyes glancing at the other’s hands as though digging holes into them, Youngjae found himself paying surprisingly much attention to what was being taught, and with hesitant movements he tried copying, slowly, stumbling, but somewhat producing the same sound. It already sounded so much more interesting than his one-finger-piano skills and he lit up with a surprised gasp. “Whoa! It already sounds so much different! How did you do that?”

jeongguk doesn’t argue back, there’s no reason to. he knew that youngjae didn’t actually know, behind the facade, but he knows what he has to do to keep youngjae from blowing up on him as well. keeping himself level headed, and not sounding like he’s treating youngjae like a child would hopefully help youngjae through this. treating him like an equal ( which jeongguk saw him as anyways, even if it didn’t always seem that way ) was the key here.

this time, it doesn’t sound or look like youngjae is mindlessly pressing keys to try and understand what’s happening. yes, his form could use some work and it would take time for him to get comfortable and confident with playing with his whole hand, and not with his pointer fingers, but it was a step forward.

jeongguk allows a small smile to tug at his lips at the resulting sound. while it was more choppy than his own, it was a start, and didn’t take too much effort to get youngjae to focus. that was progress, to jeongguk.

“i didn’t do anything, you did it all yourself. i can teach you the rest if you’d like?”

as much as his body was screaming at him to get up and leave at the sight of the piano, the familiar, aching feeling of the keys under his fingers and the way his chest clenches uncomfortably, youngjae’s compliance and complete change in demeanor has him staying.

[rkjeon]

txt - chunghahaha ( @rkchungha )

- man chungha - i hear youve been showing up around nova - but i havent seen any sign of you - youre hard to track down where do i gotta catch you - its been a long ass time

[rkjeon]

.together

[rkjeon]

rkmyg‌:

as time goes by, the training schedule becomes a lot easier to manage. yoongi doesn’t feel as bad, or as drained at the end of the day; sometimes, he even feels excited to train, which is a feat for yoongi in itself. though there’s a weird feeling plaguing him– like something is about to happen, but yoongi tries his best to shake the feeling off. 

his eyes light up a bit as his pace slows down when he sees jeongguk. a smile twitches onto his face as he lifts his hand up in greeting, increasing his pace to get to the other faster. eyes flickering over the youngers face, he hums in greeting– reaching up to pay the other’s hand the brief time it’s on his shoulder. he drops the limb once the weight of jeongguk’s arm is around his shoulder. 

“jeongguk-ah.” he murmurs, feeling a lot more at ease with the other. dance practice is next, and he’s glad he has jeongguk with him for that. “mm, yeah. didn’t eat too much ‘cause my stomach’s been off today, but i’ll get somethin’ better for lunch later.” he fights back the urge to yawn, mouth pursed as he presses his knuckle into the corner of his eye. “you ate yet?” he mumbles, nudging the other gently with his elbow. “i can’t remember sphere’s schedule for shit.”

jeongguk is observant of the little skip in yoongi’s step to meet him, the way his lips quirk at the sight of jeongguk and the younger of the two makes sure to store that in his memory. the recognition that illuminated yoongi’s face was something he’d never get tired of, especially when he gets to see that genuine smile. it’s pretty, even if yoongi will never let him say it without getting flustered and denying it. it’s enough for jeongguk to know.

he hums in return at yoongi’s greeting, his boyfriend’s touch lingering on his hand like he hasn’t been touched by him in ages, even though they’d woken up together that same morning.

“off? something going on, yoon?” the younger asks, concern slipping through his cheery mood as he tries to catch yoongi’s gaze. “we shouldn’t take it too hard today then.” jeongguk blinks sleep out of his own eyes watching yoongi suppress his yawn, looking away for a moment so he doesn’t think about it too much and yawn as well. the elbow nudging his side draws him back in, smiling amusedly at yoongi.

“yeah, ate a while ago now. been waiting for you in some downtime. you don’t gotta remember sphere’s schedules, i’ve already remembered both yours and mine for you,” he points out as they make it to an empty practice room, “i was waiting for you, after all. for real though, take it easy if you aren’t feeling too great.”

[rkjeon]

You’re pulled aside by a Sphere staff member early in your day, right after you finish breakfast. The reason behind this is unclear, but you’re led down Seocho’s hallways to an unfamiliar office, where a man sits. “Hello, Jeongguk-ssi,” he greets you, despite you never seeing him before. “I’m a representative of Samsung Entertainment. I’m involved in the relations between all five companies under Smasung,” he explains, and he pauses for a moment, either to let you process it or to decide how to word what comes next. “There’s a deal we’d like to offer you. NOVA Entertainment is looking to start a new generation of talented trainees following the results of the Supernova Project, and Hyunbin selected you personally. Baek Jiyoung agreed to allow this opportunity as well, after some convincing by NOVA’s CEO. Should you choose to accept this offer, your contract will be transferred to NOVA Entertainment, effective immediately. You can start training as a NOVA trainee as early as tomorrow, but if you need some time to decide, by all means.”

just as they had said, jeongguk needed some time to think on the offer.

he doesn’t live under a rock, and he’s well aware that they’re debuting two groups soon. it feels a bit strange, and jeongguk isn’t sure how many opportunities he’s going to get within nova now that the supernova project is concluded, just as the representative has said. the same could be said for sphere as well, he has to remind himself, as they’ve already debuted a boy group as well.

jeongguk likes sphere. he really, really does. he likes his friends there, he likes the atmosphere, he likes being a trainee. it’s the whole package, and so close to his ultimate goal of debuting.

and well, nova… jeongguk doesn’t know anyone in nova. nova doesn’t have yoongi, or chungha, or jimin. he’d be going in blind. although, he supposes he went into sphere blind too. he’s made a niche for himself in sphere, but jeongguk has always been adventurous, and willing to try new things.

after all, how many people can say they’ve been a trainee under two companies?

OOC NOTE: This is a special opportunity to transfer your contract to a different company. Feel free to answer this prompt with Jeongguk’s response. If this offer is accepted, Jeongguk will no longer be a Sphere trainee and will begin training under NOVA, effective immediately. Should he choose to reject this offer, he will remain a Sphere trainee. He will have up to one week to make his decision IC, meaning that if he does not make a decision by the end of JUNE 12th, he will automatically remain a trainee under Sphere.

[rkjeon]

.together

w/ @rkmyg

jeongguk has memorized yoongi’s schedule by now, waiting for him after his lunch during his own independent study, because he’d like to join yoongi for dance practice. they don’t get to dance together often enough ( although, it could be argued that they do, between evaluations they’ve done together before ), but it’s never enough when it comes to jeongguk. he’d spend all day dancing with yoongi if he could. the difference in their styles never ceased to entertain him, and he’d never get bored of this.

he’s grinning when he spots yoongi coming back from lunch, pushing himself off of the wall he’d been leaning on to go meet him halfway. “hey, yoon,” he murmurs, a hand settling on yoongi’s shoulder before sliding along the back of his neck to his other shoulder, arm slung over him as jeongguk settles in place at yoongi’s side. it’s the most they could do in public, but it was enough for him. “did you eat well?”

[ncbodyknows]

➟「ピアノ天才」Let’s piano。

[rkjeon]

rkars‌:

Betraying all of Youngjae’s expectations, the younger seemed surprisingly… stiff? upset? he wasn’t entirely sure, but Jeongguk was obviously affected by something and the artist couldn’t help but give him a suspicious, weighing glance trying and failing to see through him. He supposed that the happy and bubbly pain in the ass he tended to see in the other was only one of many sides to Jeongguk, naturally, but it still managed to throw him off with its suddenness.

He wanted to say that the guy should just mind his own business and leave him in peace, but honestly Youngjae was out where he couldn’t swim and a voice inside his mind yelled at him to just stop being a bitch and accept the goddamned help he was offered.

At the order Youngjae gave him a glare, eyes shifting from Jeongguk’s face down at his hands for a second. “Follow you?” he repeated, looking down at his fingers and then back to his peer’s hands. “You’re in the way though.” The idea of reaching over the guy at his side to reach the far off keys didn’t seem very appealing to him.

jeongguk sighs once more, realizing how little youngjae knows about piano. he’d assumed he might’ve learned how the keys work, and get a slight idea one which one is which, but clearly not. he pulls his hands away from the keys, reaching over to take youngjae’s hands and position them over the octave in front of him, and to next to the one jeongguk had been on.

“i’m not in the way. it’s the same notes, just a higher pitch where i’m playing, because i’m on your right, playing a high octave. you’ll play it in key.”

despite the sigh, he’s still oddly patient, and understanding. his tone doesn’t waver into irritation, staying soft and somewhat monotone, although not patronizing. he wants to help youngjae, but youngjae needs to work with him atleast a little bit. jeongguk puts his hands back into the same position as before, now mirroring the way youngjae’s hands are placed. “again, follow me.” he presses down on the G key again, and then slowly follows through with a few more notes.

[rkjeon]

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allmight98 i should start using this more, huh?

[rkashe]

` feel a little more ━ *

[rkjeon]

rkluna‌:

luna’s been working on her dancing as of late. she finds it fun– something freeing in moving her entire body to a beat and sweating everything out. it’s a different form of art, and it becomes therapeutic in a similar way to songwriting for her. it’s a good outlet, and good exercise– two pluses, and she thinks she’s improving. her witch of a dance instructor doesn’t critique her as harshly as she used to, and though it still takes her some time to pick up choreography, she executes it cleanly– doesn’t look clumsy at all anymore.

there’s only so much fun she can have alone, though, and she thinks it would be better with someone else to dance with. she’s sure seulgi would be happy to anytime, but she’s seen lots of choreography online of boys and girls dancing together, and there’s just something about that dynamic that’s interesting in a way two girls dancing together isn’t, though she’s a fan of both. she didn’t really dance with any of the boys before convex debuted, both because there were so few dancers in sphere and because she wasn’t well-versed enough in the art herself, but she wants to change that.

jeongguk is the only one she can think of to seek out, and she knows his dancing is solid– well above her skill level, so she knows she can learn from him, too. she isn’t sure where to find him though, and is content to catch him in a conversation at lunch or something. it’s during independent study that she searches for a dance practice room to run over some of the choregraphy she learned in dance lessons earlier that day, and she opens a door only to find jeongguk there instead.

“oh, hey!” she greets him, smile on her face. “i was actually hoping to run into you soon. i’m on the hunt for a dance partner; what do you say?”

@rkjeon – *

jeongguk can just about always be found somewhere dancing, with the exceptions for other activities within his schedule. though, even during vocal training he can’t stop the small, unconscious movements of his body, told to stop once the movements begin to affect his vocals. he’s always been this way. dancing is infectious to him, and not even injury has held him back in the past.

something he never realized is how good he apparently is, until that new year’s performance he was given a center part for, mere weeks after his arrival to sphere. jeongguk’s never been one to brag, or compare, often humbled by his experiences and always willing to learn alongside his peers, so it still comes as a complete shock to him that he’s given such an important role. it’s not something he took for granted for, however, as he put everything he had into that performance.

since then, luna isn’t the only person who’s come to him for something dance related. he’s been helping others learn new things, finally putting some of that teaching skill he had to the test. however, she is the first to want to have him as a partner.

he’s stretching when she finds him, down in a sideways lunge when the door opens. jeongguk takes a moment, smiling at her as he stands up straight to greet her as well. he still remembers her tricking him about her identity when he arrived, finding the moment to be rather amusing now.

“hey, noona,” he greets as well, bowing slightly. “well, i’m glad you found me easily, because i’d love to be your dance partner.” jeongguk’s grinning from ear to ear, delighted that a long standing trainee would like to do anything with him.

“it sounds like you’ve thought about this a little bit... is there anything you had in mind?”

[ncbodyknows]

➟「ピアノ天才」Let’s piano。

[rkjeon]

rkars‌:

@rkjeon

When the evaluation for this month had been announced, Youngjae’s first thought had been ‘how hard can it be?’ He had never before played an instrument, but it couldn’t be that hard right? He’d just have to learn a tune, perform it and that’d all be it over and done with, easy peasy, and he could go about his day like nothing had happened. Of course the hesitation still remained in his body after last month’s fiasco – could it really be so simple or was there any hidden inclusions this time again, any surprise eleements? – but for now he could do nothing but take his classes and prepare for the worst.

Granted, when he actually had time to sit down by the piano and try tapping his fingers against the keys, it wasn’t as easy as he had thought it would be at all. Reaching nodes was one thing and Youngjae doubted he would be able to do it in this month if ever, and even worse was trying to get those nodes into actual sounds. He could sort of remember which keys to press. Sort of. It was a slow and very butchered tune that only bore a slight semblance to the original Twinkle Twinkle Little Star that emerged from within the instrument, and Youngjae’s face became sour. Even worse was it that he heard footsteps coming from behind and turned around to see Jeongguk. Immediately he went into defense. “If you’re here to laugh at me just get it over and done with quick please.”

jeongguk squints at the scene in front of him. he certainly has never seen youngjae play piano before, and with the way he pecks at the keys the way a child pecks at a keyboard before they’ve memorized it tells jeongguk that he’s never played. if it were any other instrument, jeongguk might’ve laughed and teased him, but not this time. the sight of a piano brings up bad memories, ones that cloud his mind to the point where he’s not really interested in engaging in conversation, or playing with youngjae like he’d normally do.

the older boy looks like he’s in desperate needs of help, though.

the younger sighs, and approaches the struggling boy. the look he gets is biting, and jeongguk just shakes his head to let him know he’s not here to laugh. resting his hand on youngjae’s shoulder, he sits on the bench next to him. “here,” he murmurs, positioning his hands properly over one octave, “follow me.” he presses down on the G key, waiting for youngjae to follow.

[rkjeon]

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allmight98 its been a while

[rkjeon]

lost stars.

[rkjeon]

rkmyg‌:

rkjeon‌:

he almost doesn’t want to wake him up, but still calls out a soft, “yoongi hyung,” thumb swiping across his cheekbone.

when yoongi goes to sleep after training the night of the eighth, he’s more than ready to sleep most of his birthday away. he had knocked out immediately, fingers loosely clutched to jeongguk’s clothing. his birthday isn’t something he really wants to focus on. even before the dreaded march nineth of twenty-eighteen incident, birthdays were just a day. he’d wake up, cuddle with nala, work or school, have dinner with his grandmother and a call with his mother, cuddle with nala and then sleep. now– things are different.

there’s training on his birthday, which is just work, but it’s different. and then there’s jeongguk, his now boyfriend and he feels weird, unworthy of saying that with how last year turned out. 

his nose scrunches up at the movement through his hair. he grumbles a bit, shiifting to shove his face further into the pillow. the added stroking through his hair and then the graze on his cheekbone has him cracking his eyes open. a low groan escapes him after hearing jeongguk’s voice, weakly lifting his head to blink at the other. one glance around and the silence around him makes him note it’s early. early enough that his alarm isn’t going off– and then the words settled in his ears make him blink at the younger boy dumbly.

“eh?” he mumbles, sniffling as he scoots closer to the other. reaching out sloppily, he pats at jeongguk’s chest with a hum. “you’re callin’ me hyung?” his accent slips out in his sleepy state, a low and slow drawl. “you ‘ate doin’ ‘at. what’re ya suckin’ up for…” he trails off with a yawn, one eye peering up at the younger as he shoots the other a tired smile.

jeongguk’s smile is stupidly fond as he watches the progression of yoongi waking up. the scrunch of his nose, the moving closer to jeongguk, the slow opening of his eyes. yoongi’s so pretty, jeongguk can’t help but stare, and memorize patterns. he’s so soft, and peaceful, it makes it easy to forget what happened one year ago.

he doesn’t draw his hand away, instead sliding it to scratch his fingers gently through the hair just behind his ear, and down along the back of his neck as he invites him closer to jeongguk’s own warmth. yoongi’s tiny breakfast is getting cold, but jeongguk thinks it’s worth it, to see the older boy like this. it feels like a dream everytime he gets to see yoongi so peaceful and stress free, vulnerable to one another.

“’m not sucking up. just treating you right, hyung,” jeongguk answers with a soft chuckle, and another fond smile. his hand pulls away from yoongi’s head to wrap around the one that pat his chest, finding the space between yoongi’s fingers to put his own. he tucks both of their hands against his chest, throwing a leg over yoongi’s waist. “i can stop calling you hyung, if that’s what you’d like,” he teases, before settling down and pulling his head away from where it’s propped up to lean in and press a kiss to yoongi’s lips. as he pulls away, after leaving a small peck on his mouth, he nudges his forehead to yoongi’s with a soft, happy sigh.

“happy birthday, yoongi. i made you breakfast, but i’m perfectly content to be lazy if you are.”

[rkjeon]

lost stars.

w/ @rkmyg

when jeongguk thinks about yoongi’s birthday, he’s reminded of their fight from last year. he hates it, hates that yoongi’s birthday is going to remind him of that moment. he’s almost positive that yoongi is thinking the same thing, and isn’t going to want to acknowledge his birthday. but jeongguk wants to make new memories for his birthday, to replace the ones from last year.

it’s yoongi’s birthday, and he deserves to be celebrated.

jeongguk wakes up that morning with yoongi curled up in his arms, and the younger gives him a soft kiss to the top of his head before carefully slipping out of bed. he gives yoongi one last fond look, watching as the older curls up further into the warm space jeongguk’s body had been occupying, before leaving the bedroom. as he walks out into the kitchen, he can’t help but glance at the table and remember being shoved into it. jeongguk’s fully healed, but a hand still touches his ribs, reminded of the pain, and yoongi’s anger.

jeongguk shakes his head, and glances at the time on his phone. 6 am. he doesn’t have a lot of time, since yoongi’s trainee schedule starts at 8, so he quickly sets his phone down and starts making breakfast. it’s incredibly simple due to lack of time, just toast and a cup of coffee. padding back to the bedroom, jeongguk smiles at the sight of yoongi still sleeping.

setting the plate and cup on the nightstand, jeongguk climbs back onto the bed, laying across his side and propping his head up with his hand. his free hand reaches out to card through yoongi’s hair, gently brushing it out of his eyes. the morning light catches prettily on his skin, and jeongguk smiles so fondly down at his boyfriend as he continues to stroke his hand through his hair for a short while.

he almost doesn’t want to wake him up, but still calls out a soft, “yoongi hyung,” thumb swiping across his cheekbone.

[ncbodyknows]

➟「幸せ」happiness 101。

[rkjeon]

rkars‌:

Obviously it wasn’t the best lunch topic at all, especially not to throw out at random, and Youngjae realised the moment he saw Jeongguk’s expression at his question. He’d fucked up again, but done was done he supposed. He should have started by greeting the other, maybe ask about his day like other people seemed to do, but such smalltalk just didn’t come naturally to him anymore. It had done when his job consisted of charming foreigners to scam them out of their money, but nowadays he had lost that skill.

If there was one thing he appreciated however, it was that despite the awkwardness and obvious distaste Jeongguk was still honest with him. He genuinely appreciated that. If there was one thing he couldn’t stand it was people sugarcoating the truth to win people’s favour. It was bullshit and never brought anything good with it, only a false sense of camaraderie that in the end would break upon the smallest downfall because it wasn’t built on any form of loyalty.

“Thanks,” he responded, completely without sarcasm although it could probably easily be perceived as such. “For being straight with me that is. I’m pretty sure that I’d have left this table straight away if you hadn’t called me a dick or an asshole or whatever.” A small grin appeared on his face although it quickly disappeared again because he really wasn’t in the mood for laughter. “I just don’t understand how you can’t hate me I guess. I mean if I was you I would.”

Another sigh left him as he with his spoon stirred around the cafe mocha that had already long gone cold. “Sorry to drop such a bomb on you so suddenly, it’s just…” Was it really okay to confide in someone else like this? He had always handled his problems on his own – even his psychologist he had issues fully talking to. “I guess I’m just kind of wondering if people actually like me or if they’re just putting up with me you know. I never thought I’d actually care about that but, you know… yeah.”

had jeongguk said anything other than what he said, it would’ve been the most obvious lie. he can’t imagine youngjae doesn’t know how he himself acts, and if he really isn’t aware, then hopefully jeongguk’s words get him thinking.

he’s somewhat expecting youngjae to raise his voice, surprised when he’s met with a genuine tone. the word is followed by similar thoughts to jeongguk’s own, and he’s relieved that youngjae knows how he acts. it’d be a weird, awkward conversation if jeongguk had to remind youngjae of instances where he’d been an asshole. he grins back, chuckling at youngjae’s words.

“i don’t know either, jae,” jeongguk shrugs, reaching up to run his fingers through his own hair, at a loss for words. “i just don’t.” he rests his chin in his hand, elbow on the table as he watches youngjae, giving him all of his attention with interested eyes. youngjae talking about any of this with him is a step forward, a step jeongguk’s been trying to work towards for a long time now.

“didn’t know you had that kind of stuff on you mind, jae. i didn’t think you cared about that either...” he pauses with another frown, head tilting slightly. his eyes are concerned, wishing he could help youngjae, but he can’t exactly tell him people like him, especially with the way he behaves. when jeongguk considers it, he’s not sure how many people actually do, aside from him and seokwoo.

“well, i can say this. i don’t think people are just going to ‘put up’ with you, youngjae, if they don’t have to. if i wasn’t interested in being your friend, i would have left a long time ago.”

[rkjeon]

fastened onto the fridge by a small magnet is a note written in jimin’s familiar handwriting:

hey, jeongguk. i might already be on the plane by the time you read this?? but i’ll let you when the plane lands, i promise. i shouldn’t be gone for too long, like i mentioned. just a few days. i’ll be home wednesday night. be sure to take care of the apartment while i’m gone. if anything happens, don’t hesitate to call. i’ll be back soon!!

jimin

p.s. there are groceries in the fridge. i bought them before i left, so don’t forget to eat and take care of yourself, okay?

jeongguk smiles at the note left on the fridge, a hand reaching up to run the pads of his fingers over the writing as he reads it. he’s happy for jimin to be able to go home, especially with their busy schedules taking up so much of their free time.

[rkjeon]

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[rkjeon]

rkseokwoo‌:

There were a number of reactions after the stages in Jeju, mixture of responses to suddenly being a trainee, to the expanse of the stage, to what it meant for them on return. Jeongguk had seemed happy while they were there, which might have been why it took Seokwoo so long to notice that they were around less. A lack of cuddles that he would inflict upon the maknae of the Sphere boys had slowly begun to edge up on him over time, until he started to notice that when the younger was around, he seemed off.

Jeongguk was secluding himself more. Seokwoo finding the younger training alone more than with anyone else, and not around whenever they were doing group work. It had caused him concern more than once when he wanted someone to cling onto, or he wanted to ask Jeongguk something about dancing. Even the small ones of wanting to know if he wanted to join him to eat out during lunch or dinner, or to help drive him home. At first, he thought that Jeongguk would come back around; maybe he was upset about something and needed some time to get over it. He could have been in a mood, teenagers got into moods sometimes. His sister did, often.

But when it didn’t seem to be changing, Seokwoo kept his eye out for a chance to bother Jeongguk and see if he could tell him what was going on.

Two lollipops twisting in his fingers as he made his way back to the practice room after securing his mid-practice snack. Every so often peeking into the rooms he passed, seeing what everyone else was doing, and coming to a stop when he saw Jeongguk alone, sitting on the floor. The energy radiating off the shoulders of the youngest, tugged at Seokwoo’s heart and he was easily moving towards the door, tugging it open quietly. “Jeongguk-ah,” he called out softly, closing the door behind him.

It doesn’t take him long to come up behind Jeongguk, wrapping his arm around the younger and resting his chin on his shoulder. The two lollipops held up in front of them, and glancing over the boys reflection in the mirror, then at the boy. “Which flavour do you want? Strawberries and cream, or watermelon?”

as if jeongguk’s thoughts had called him, seokwoo shows up, entering the quiet practice room. his shoulders had tensed at the door opening until he hears the click of it closing, and the familiar voice calling his name. jeongguk lifts his head tiredly, genuinely happy to see him before seokwoo disappears from view. his hair falls over his eyes as he shakes his head, trying to shake the thoughts out as well. a hand sweeps through his bangs as seokwoo sits behind him, wrapping an arm around him as well. jeongguk sighs, like some of his stress just leaves him with the other boy pressed against him. jeongguk leans his head back to rest on seokwoo’s shoulder, peering out of the corners of his eyes to see the older male.

“hey, hyung,” he finally responds, moving his legs to stretch out in front of him as he gets a little more comfortable, giving in to his desire to just relax against seokwoo. jeongguk doesn’t have the energy to playfully push at him and make seokwoo work for his cuddles right now. his eyes shift to look at the lollipops instead, lifting his head slightly off of seokwoo’s shoulder to get a better look. “strawberries and cream.” a small smile pulls gently at his lips, reaching up to take the lollipop he wanted. he doesn’t open it just yet, though, hand falling back to his lap.

he meets seokwoo’s eyes for a moment before looking down at his lap, face pensive. “i’m sorry,” jeongguk says honestly, thumbnail scratching at the lollipop stick. the corner of his mouth tugs in a small frown. “i didn’t mean to disappear on you.”

jeongguk picks at the wrapper around the lollipop, crinkling it nervously without opening it. even being pressed up against his friend doesn’t seem to calm his thoughts enough. he glances at the door through the mirror anxiously, before forcing himself to look at seokwoo instead. “this is embarrassing, huh,” he mutters, but doesn’t elaborate.