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[rkjinah]

in the hands of a genius ♡ jinah & daehyun

[` she steadily holds her phone up to her and the male seated behind her, giving the decent quality mirrored image of herself and daehyun a quick wave and smile. ] hey! look who i have here ~ [` she singsonged as her own image moved off screen to film daehyun entirely. ] you might not believe it, but this little dongsaeng here is going to be an extra in brave girls' new music video! [` she zooms up close to daehyun's face to playfully pretend to pinch on his cheek and make obnoxious baby noises before laughing and turning the camera back to her. ] i guess he had the freedom to have somebody do his makeup and he chose me! [` she deadpanned. ] are you surprised? i'm not. [` she mumbles something incoherent to the seated male before turning the camera back on herself. ] anyway! a lot of you may or may not know that i'm a legitimately licensed makeup artist so i can promise to all of daehyun's fans that he's in good hands. [` she turns the camera down to the table beside the male, nearly the entire top covered from one side to the other with endless makeup products. ] see? okay, i'm going to change cameras so i can use both my hands while you all can see. ready, go!

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everyone, look at daehyun's finished result! he looks good, right?!

[rkjinah]

( helllllo i'm back from my hiatus! i don't remember what paras and threads i even had going but i'll go check those in a bit. i'd still love to have more things for jinah to do and people for her to meet, so like this if you'd like to plot? )

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+ late night calls,

Maybe it was a bit too much to blow up Jinah’s phone in the middle of the night having every intention of facetiming her. He knew she wouldn’t have liked being woken up, let alone, to show her face after slumber at two in the morning. But, did Yongguk care? Nah. He didn’t care at all. He held his phone before himself, his foot slowly working against a stray pillow that had miraculously wound up at the bottom of his bed, his digits working quickly to type out a long text to the brunette.

[ sms : ugly ho ♥ ] yaaaaaaaa wake uppppppppppppp [ sms : ugly ho ♥ ] it’s only 2am like wtf why you sleepin?? [ sms : ugly ho ♥ ] it’s really urgent [ sms : ugly ho ♥ ] i need you to help me with something. ): pls pls [ sms : ugly ho ♥ ] facetime me!!!!!!!!

He huffed loudly, dropping his hands to his sides once he finished up sending the tenth text within two minutes. “She’s gonna kick my ass.” Yongguk mumbled to himself, a droning sigh escaping his mouth. “Answer my fucking texts.”

[ sms : ugly ho ♥ ] if you don’t wake up within the next 5 minutes i’ll cry [ sms : ugly ho ♥ ] YOU WANT TO MAKE A FULL GROWN MAN CRY??

[rkjinah]

the bright light that illuminated alongside the loud vibration beside her that suddenly illuminated her room startled jinah awake. assuming it was somebody with an emergency, the female quickly raised herself from her mattress to lean over to the desk beside her. it took a few moments and quite a few blinks to adjust her eyes to the blinding light in her eyes, finally realizing it was yongguk that had blowing up her phone like crazy for the last minute and a half. 

( sms ➠ england ) its 2 in the morning what is it

( sms ➠ england ) no we're not facetiming

( sms ➠ england ) ps get over yourself and go to bed

[rkjinah]

--not crucially important unless you're plotting/have a thread going with me,

waiting for ; jinri, qri, chorong, hakyeon (sorry i didn't mean to start an entire para w/ her text ;;;;;; you don't have to reply if you don't want to! ) sunyoung, jackson

will get back to you asap ; yoona, jongup

still plotting/owe starters for (i didn't forget you guys i swear) ; julie, jieun, sunhwa, evia, minah, choa, yura, jinwoo, taemin & daehyun (collabs)

feel free to like this if you're low on plots and i'll shuffle my itunes and send you a starter based on what song i get! see you guys soon ~ ♡

[rkjinah]

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@daedae93 @jinah_0914 u look like u belong right into a les mis musical or something

@jinah_0914 (@daedae93): aw are you saying i'm a talented singer daedae :----)

[rkjinah]

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what boredom at work does to you #eyelinergamestrong

[rkjinah]

                                     ambience: rookies tracklist #1

⟶ some instrumentals to help kill writers block or help out your creativity in any other form.

(x) samskeyti -- sigur rós

(x) dimensions -- arcade fire

(x) dearly beloved -- 下村 陽子

(x) for whom the bell tolls -- steve baker

(x) gravity -- gravity soundtrack

(x) time -- hans zimmer

[rkxeve]

stay awhile, you've got the time / jinah + sulli

Jinri wanders through the store, almost painfully aware of the clerk’s eyes on her. She knew she probably looked strange, just wandering around without buying anything, but she just couldn’t decide what she needed. All of the labels were so strange and foreign, some even written in Japanese or French or whatever language that was. Either way, Jinri couldn’t read it. With a sigh, she sets down the tube of BB cream or whatever this thing was and jumped at the sound of the unfamiliar voice. Turning around to face the clerk’s desk, Jinri toys with a lock of her hair absently as she replies. “Oh, I, uh…I’m just not used to this kind of selection. I don’t normally come here,” she explained awkwardly, as if that much wasn’t obvious. Reaching into her jacket’s pocket, she pulls out the Sephora gift card she had shoved in there before leaving her apartment and held it up. “My friend gave me this saying I needed to buy some real makeup, but I’m…not exactly sure where to start.

[rkjinah]

history really did repeat itself. especially in instances like this, where countless girls would find themselves wandering the mysterious depths of sephora with no clue in their mind about what in the world they were shopping for. jinah instantly thought back to months ago when she first encountered piper when she had first arrived in korea with barely a clue of any of her surroundings. this female was exactly the same: hardly shops here, just browsing, etcera, etcera, etcera. girls like her were always the fun customers because it meant being able to experiment on them to their free will. it also made them one of the most difficult.

"alright," jinah ushered for the female to come over to her table, genuinely surprised by how tall she was despite how young her facial appearance and demeanor seemed to be, "how about we start off with this--is there anyone you'd like to impress?"

[rkcheri]

where did you go

she can hear the buzzing of her cellular device but adamantly chooses not to answer it. somehow, in some way, the blonde had found a way to not go to work — not because she didn’t want to but because the gods had found it written in the stars that today was a rest day not just for jihyun but for most of the royal trainees. a rest day that instead of doing what any sensible person would have done (which was go out and do the errands she had since been putting off since a good month or so ago), jihyun literally let it go to waste on sleeping and using that sleep to rejuvenate her overly-tired soul. blurry eyes blink themselves awake. sights returning to normal only to focus on the darkness that surrounds the room she was currently in.

"what time is it?" she whispers to no one in particular. there’s a small yip from underneath her bed where she guesses is where domo had decided to hide whilst jihyun had slumbered. a slim hand shifts underneath her pillow, body elevates itself from the mattress slowly, pulling the small skeleton into a slouching seated position as her fingers finally grasp around the buzzing phone. the lit-up screen reveals the silent alarm that she realizes from the time that is displayed on the screen has been ringing for the last ten minutes. she was supposed to bring domo out to pee. she could only hope that he didn’t already do so in his usual spot that the dog had deemed was ‘his’.

steps fall in sloppy paces. domo is at least ten steps ahead of her as she still tries to get herself out of her room. his barking has her groaning. a hand rises to rub at her sleepy eyes, still not coherent enough to acknowledge the knocks that were being made to her door. “shh, shh. we’re going out.” she grabs the leash from the hook beside the front entrance before stepping forward to open the door. “yah —” it’s a moment too late when her eyes go big at the sight of how domo immediately runs out the door and into the hall that jihyun literally pulls the door back quickly only to pause in her steps when she sees domo wagging his tail happily, seated just at the feet of the girl behind her door. “jinah?”

[rkjinah]

"uh--" the last thing jinah expected was for there to be any movement of jihyun's door at all. it actually startled her a bit, aside from the unexpected small dog to run out from the small crack of the door the moment it was opened. her mouth agape at not even being able to form a coherent sentence, jinah lifts her head from the dog circling her ankles to the drained female standing in the doorway. she probably wouldn't have noticed the physical differences of her friend had she stayed in sphere herself, but having finally been released from her contract, jinah could see every toll the industry has taken on jihyun.

apart from already being petite and fragile, jihyun looks paler than jinah ever remembered her being and definitely not as skinny. her new diet was obvious in her facial features; her slimmer face and hollow cheeks, dulled eyes, grayed skin tone, nearly every sign pointing to overexertion. whatever possessed royal to keep jihyun at home today pleased jinah. 

then the realization that jinah hadn't given any effort to this girl who lived only steps from her own apartment struck her once again. never had she actually been so relieved to see somebody she cared so much about before her very eyes, and without putting much thought into any of it, embraced the smaller girl in her arms.

"i didn't know you got a dog," she laughed, shaking her head a bit as she turned her head to the side to look back down at the puppy still obediently sitting on the floor. she could feel herself growing a bit teary eyed feeling jihyun's skinny body in her arms, the thought of her probably barely ever resting tearing at one of her weakest heartstrings. she sniffled as she gave the female another squeeze. "i didn't know you got one."

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[ txt :: ohnana ] sphere? [ txt :: ohnana ] i’m not at sphere… lol i’m in japan rn 

[rkjinah]

( sms ➠ minbbang ) what? why are you in japan?

( sms ➠ minbbang ) did you seriously leave too

[xrkyoona]

REUNION ✮ NANA & YOONA

Yoona’s emotions were still a bit out of check. However, in the face of those she knew well but not well enough, she was her bubbly self. But it, in reality, was all quite a lie. A facade, really. With Jinah right now, that was exactly how she was. A bright smile filled her face. Her words spilled out as if nothing bothered her in the world. When, in the back of her mind, she could hear the nagging thoughts, the ones she had been struggling to push farther and farther away but couldn’t. 

Honestly, she had been unsure of how to bring up the topic of NOVA to the other girl. After all, Yoona had known about Jinah’s trainee history and the struggles she had gone through. The only thing that was on Yoona’s side right now was that NOVA hadn’t played in any of Jinah’s past. Or she didn’t remember it to have been apart of it anyway.

"Not bad. I mean, training is training. You know about that…." She laughed and shrugged. "It’s break time. And if I’m gone too long, well, I’ll tell them my parents called to tell me that there was an emergency at home." She shook her head. "I’m kidding too but thank you. I really appreciate it." She nodded with a smile. "So, tell me what’s up with you lately? Everything going well?"

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"you? you'd lie?" jinah stretched her arms across the counter to reach for yoona's slim fingers, interlocking them together and tugging at her arms playfully as she let out a genuine chuckle. in the back of her mind jinah knew it was the morally right thing to do to support her younger cousin in every way she could: even if that meant being in the position she once held herself. even the sparsest and smallest memories that jinah still managed to hold onto of yoona as a child, she could distinctly remember the female having a clear sense of talent even a young age. it wasn't a surprise that someone like her would end up in nova--she was pretty much born with it, honestly. 

sometimes it felt like a competition, at least for the elder. jinah could distinctly remember her mother being on the phone with her auntie for hours, gossiping about how great their daughters were and almost making a game out of the talents of one another--"yoona was the top of her class this semester!"--that was always a favorite of her mother's. 

yoona was the top of her class--yoona's smile was what was on top of the world today, especially right now. "your face must hurt from smiling so hard," jinah couldn't help but comment and smile herself. she let the younger go from her tight grip and propped her elbows back up onto the table, finding herself almost embarrassed to look her cousin in the eye now that she had to talk about herself. "sure, everything's fine," she chuckled down at the dark granite. jinah opened her mouth to continue, though she wasn't sure what else to say about how she'd been doing--nothing had really changed.

instead, it was probably a better time to ask someone close to her who finally experienced what she had first hand what they thought. she chewed the inside of her cheek as her eyes flickered from her hands up to her cousin's face. "--do you think i screwed up? be honest with me."

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Bitter Aftertaste -- Chorong & Jinah

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[/ She nodded her head smiling while looking at the taller girl. Different thoughts are currently running her mind and although a smile was plastered on her face, there was worry clouding herself. She was quiet, that’s already a dead giveaway that something’s strange. She was thinking, thinking, and thinking and it won’t be long till she separates herself from  reality and drown in her thoughts. She drew her attention elsewhere, on the buzzing of people behind her.] I’ll try to keep it in mind, unni. [/ Chorong answered, biting her lower lip. She was about to dwell in some deep thinking once again when she was sidetracked by the older tugging her sleeves. She break out into a full genuine smile, glad for the distraction.] Where are we going? [/ She asked excitedly while following her unni to heaven knows where.] 

[rkjinah]

[` jinah knew that chorong would probably take her words seriously, so at the same time of hoping the girl would take what she said into consideration, she hoped that chorong would form her own thoughts and solid opinion over the matter rather than allowing for jinah to think for her. she wanted to make sure she was leading the younger female in the right direction, like an older sister, but not too pushy. the smile that lit up like ornament lights on christmas across her face reassured jinah, allowing the taller girl's own shoulders to relax. ] --you sure? [` her smile faded quickly seeing chorong's facial drastic change and lip biting, deciding that a quick tug and plastered smile down at her was the best solution to pull the girl out of her thoughts. ] where we originally were gonna go, you nut--the roller rink. [` the grip around chorong's small wrist loosened. ] unless you'd rather go somewhere else? they sell those orange creamsicle smoothies at thissss oneeeeeee. [` the smile lit up on jinah's face, trying every method to keep chorong preoccupied from the topic. ]

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[hakyeonrk]

( sms ➠ 차차슬라이드 ) hakyeon? do you still have this number?

[sms: Im Jinah] You’re still alive??

[hakyeonrk]

[sms too: Im Jinah] What have I been doing? Normal things, eating, laundry ect. Training at Royal Ent. The little things. 

[sms too: Im Jinah] I’m free at 7, meet at the park?

[rkjinah]

( sms ➠ 차차슬라이드 ) you're a trainee at royal now? what? why didn't you say something?

( sms ➠ 차차슬라이드 ) the one we went to back in january? i'll meet you at that bench that i carved our names into and accidentally spelled your name wrong

the thought of meeting with hakyeon so suddenly made jinah anxious--months had passed without speaking a word to him after having been separated so long, yet here he was as usual, offering himself to her in some sort of dire time of emotional need. she didn't expect a text back, but she continued to check her phone every so often. it was only going on 5:55 now, but part of her wished 7 wouldn't come. 

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the number of times jinah had written hakyeon's name as a child was countless. it was her own special tradition to carve both their names into landmarks of places they'd visit together--like leaving a never ending trail--so it felt a little embarrassing forgetting his spelling after so many years, and especially spelling it wrong in olympic park of all places. last time they were here together the city had just braced itself through a tough snowstorm that left the city nearly buried in white for months afterward. early june felt like a much more comfortable time for jinah to visit, and although she was still shaken at the thought of meeting with hakyeon again so soon, the slim female sprawled herself entirely across the empty bench. she glared down at the sight of how pale her legs looked, lifting her head from the wooden surface as she became engrossed in waiting all while poking and squeezing at the skin of her thigh.

[rkjinah]

                                                                                                       #rkship (2/3) — daena playlist

track one ; trying to be cool -- phoenix

track two ; neon tiger -- the killers

track three ; clocks -- coldplay

track four ; entertainment -- phoenix

track five ; somewhere only we know -- keane

track six ; gravity -- no doubt