New Era

Jung Min Hee, a girl of few words who just wants to make a change for herself and those like her. 01.01.1991 | work | status | disc Hopeful dreamer with her head lost in the clouds NAVI :: ❅ ❅ ❅

[rksxngyeol]

It's You || Minhee and Leeteuk || { PAST }

[rksxngyeol]

He hummed to himself, as he scanned all the rings in the store that he was in. Not one ring screamed Minhee and he was starting to panic on the inside. What if he never found the ring? Then he would have to propose with an onion ring and as funny as she would probably find it, she would also probably say no. He sighed, and took a deep breath as he heard his cell phone again. He bit his lips and smiled. Two hours gave him enough time to find something, go home, get changed and head out to pick her up. 

He read the text and the smile stayed on his lips, as he scanned the text over again. Leeteuk truly had no idea how a girl like her had managed to stay with him for as long as she did, and he wanted to ask her that tonight. 

{ text: Princess } But baby doll, you are always so pretty! You’re the prettiest ever~ 

{ text } All the girls are jealous of you. 

Leeteuk sent the text and smiled, spotting the perfect ring. This was it. He had to buy it and plan his proposal to a T. It had be perfect. He had to do this much. 

[rkminhee-blog]

She was pouting again, her eyes focused on her brother's back and broad shoulders because while she had said over half an hour ago that they needed to head home, he hadn't budged from dragging her along through store after store. Somewhere in his mind he must have felt bad, right? She couldn't understand why he was stalling from allowing her to go home but his hand was clasped firmly around her own, showing no sign of letting go anytime soon.

"Oppa... We really have to head home-- Are you purposely trying to make me late?" Her nose crinkled faintly along the bridge  at the thought of him doing that. Jealousy? Could that be it? Her brothers knew how happy Leeteuk made her so it made sense if he were jealous; they no longer had to baby their baby sister in any form to make her happy because someone else was doing it now. "You'll get there and have time to get ready, Minnie Mouse, now shush yeah?"

She pouted - the tone her brother used was one of such finality that all she could do was fall silent while her message tone went off, soon breaking the silence that she had fallen into. A small smile curled on her lips and she picked up her pace, footsteps matching her brother's so they would be side-by-side as they continued down the street while she answered the text she had just received.

[ text: Knight ] You flatter me so much-- You really... Then should I just not bother with dressing up if you think I'm always pretty?

[rkminhee-blog]

minhee.mouse :: 23:38

This is what I came home to tonight just a short while ago Umma put it together because she knows I'm trying to keep from gaining weight and she knows I love cake-- Yes, it's my birthday! And they surprised me with a round trip plane ticket to Italy-- My extended family wants to see me so they bought a ticket to surprise me...so in the morning I'll be whisked off~ What a way to start the New Year!

[rkminhee-blog]

minhee.mouse :: 02:23

My brothers decided to surprise me with an itty-bitty cake. Whatever for? Well for my birthday of course~ They call me a ten-year old...hence the "10" candles on the cake. New Years is here as well so everyone celebrate well and safely but have a ton of fun!

D - 1 

[rksxngyeol]

It's You || Minhee and Leeteuk || { PAST }

[rksxngyeol]

Leeteuk walked along as he heard his cell phone ringtone, a tingle of bells, and he pulled it out to scan the text. He grinned and bit his lips, with a laugh. She was too cute at some points. He quickly typed out a text as he walked into yet another store. 

{ text: princess } Hahah~ I’ll pick you up in two hours or so~ no rush~<3 

He never imagined that he would be steadily dating a single girl for more than a year and that girl could actually put with his shit more or less. He was not the ideal person to date, since he had his roommate and his drama to deal with and that was usually a full time job on its own. He loved his friend but he thought that with the other’s constant drama, he wouldn’t get to date anyone at all and then he met her. 

Jung Minhee. He had no idea how she could deal with him. He walked in and skipped in and looking at jewelery again. He had to make up his mind on the ring and get the ideas in his head. 

[rkminhee-blog]

She kept her eyes glued firmly on her brother, his joking around quickly getting on her nerves because she could hear the ringtone of her phone playing, notifying her that Leeteuk had replied and yet she had no way at all to see the message and reply to it. A pout soon formed on her lips and she crossed her arms, a soft exhalation in the form of a huff escaping her. How could she possibly get her phone back?

Soon she was sulking, purposely pouting even further and dragging behind her brother so that he constantly had to look back to make sure she was still even following. If she had wanted it to work best she would have hidden herself away so he would end up scared but then he would scold her. Sulking would simply have to do. It was when she paused after her brother crossed the street, each of them on opposite sides, did it actually work. Her brother was left waiting as she dragged her feet along the crosswalk, holding her phone out in a fashion of giving up so she would hurry her footsteps.

Bounding over, she hurriedly grabbed her phone before he could take it back, rushed 'thank yous' escaping her in quick succession as she followed after her brother, this time in a much better mood. Subconsciously they linked arms so she would keep up, her eyes focused on the screen of her phone to reply instead of looking elsewhere and running the chance of becoming distracted. "Ah-- Oppa, we have to go home! I have to get ready for my date~!"

[ text: Knight ] Two hours? Ahhhhhhhh~ I sure hope I'll be pretty enough for your liking when you come to get me! I'll be waiting~

[rkminhee-blog]

minhee.mouse :: 13:54

What time is it? It's 1:54 in the afternoon and I'm headed home for dinner-- But it's Christmas time! I hope everyone is enjoying their time with loved ones. Now if only I had a date this time of year... We can't get everything we want, right? Now to keep reminding myself my birthday is in a week when the New Year starts.

D - 7 

[rkminhee-blog]

ideal type is what you are with your eyes and s line. shit, are you even real? see, the thing is you give this feel and you appeal. babygirl you're surreal, you're a new type of deal and I want to be the one who keeps you concealed.

For a few moments all she did was stare, surprise gleaming in brown irises for a split second before it was hidden by playfulness that rose from the depths. At this point her head had begun to tilt and a grin slowly curled on red painted lips while a single brow rose as if questioning the other on their choice to say something as such. Then she whistled, the sound low coming from faintly pursed lips before the grin formed once more. "I must say that if you wanted my attention, you certainly picked the best way to steal it. Come by again like that and hell, you'll damn well be at bat."

[rksecretsanta]

merry christmas! hope you have an awesome holiday!

[rksecretsanta]

     to rkminhee, from your secret santa rksunggyu!

[rkminhee-blog]

Merry Christmas!

There is a package in the mail for them, containing a pack of cookies along with a cookbook, a small note attached to it reading:

“I hope you have yourself a merry little christmas ^-^/

- ssongji♥”

"Totally outdone herself this year with this one," escapes her in a soft mumble as she turns the cookbook in her hands, a faint pout curled on her lips. "She knows I can cook and yet she gives me, of all things, a picture cookbook-- She better hope the cookies are good or I'll purposely make her something really pretty to eat that will taste absolutely terrible."

[rkminhee-blog]

hello, lovely mun of a lovely muse! i have come to ask if there is anything specific you would like from your secret santa, be it a drabble or an edit! (mainly because your secret santa is stumped as to what they should do for you... orz) i hope you have a lovely day! -secret santa

I'm not picky, I swear. And I'll love anything you make.

[rkminhee-blog]

» shopping for a bit extra « dony&minhee

[rkjae]

He’d heard this often. Some girls would be fine with whichever twin she ended up with because since they were both equally handsome they felt as if they wouldn’t be losing out either way. They had no problem with one another because they happened to look the same but they were very adamant in the sense that they had their own personalities. He usually got pretty defensive as did Youngdeuk when it came to that but since he knew it was in jest coming from her, it stifled the fire. Besides, she looked cute with that playful smile on her lips. He returned the smile with one of his own, a brow raising in a playful challenge. “You wouldn’t though. You’re hooked on me already and he can’t give you what I can or do what I can.” He leaned himself back forward on the table, mimicking her small head tilt. “There’s no competition.”

He downplayed his brother but it was all just brotherly competition. They not only brothers but they were best friends and little fights among themselves about this very topic were very common occurrences. As twins it was almost imperative that they try to find all the differences they could to show the world that they were their own person and this was no different. However they never forgot just how much they relied on one another and loved and supported one another through their lives. They chose different paths but it did not hinder their relationship. His brother was easily the most important person in his life with their parents and grandmother placing a close second. There was nothing like a twins bond.

His shoulders lifted in a semi shameless shrug as she repeated his words, smiling at her laugh. He hadn’t faced that many brothers before but just looking at her and being around her, he’d put up with it if he had to. He was starting to wonder just how old these brothers were and just how old she was when the exchange between the waitress and his companion. He almost got goosebumps. He was the type to get somewhat possessive and even jealous if the situation called for it and seeing her declare it so blatantly and assert her stake on him sent a small shiver up his spine. But he digressed. His teeth bit down onto his bottom lip, the smirk unable to be hidden as well as the soft hum of approval. She’d been playing a coy little game that he was enjoying but hearing her speak what he could see in those beautiful eyes made his desire for her multiply tenfold. Her next words were nearly missed, mind too busy pulling himself back to the situation at hand.

"Their lacking skills are my reason to be. If they were around, I wouldn’t have gotten to know such a beautiful woman because of a brothers need to protect their sibling and that would’ve been a shame." He had cleared his throat subtly before he spoke, falling quiet again as she spoke. No chance of her brothers entering the room… Those few words almost prompted the return of his lingering gaze but he resisted. It was always much sweeter a reward if you waited and got your desires than forcing them. However at this news he couldn’t stay entirely still. Slipping around further in the booth until he sat beside her, his arm was lifted to rest atop the seat behind her shoulders. He much preferred this proximity over that of the opposite side of the booth. His gaze cast down on her, he brought his free hand up to lightly push hair over her shoulder with a slight shake of his head and dimpled smirk. "If I wanted any of the girls out there, I would’ve stayed out there. And you obviously don’t want them since I’m now yours apparently.” He teased playfully, meeting those beautiful eyes he had fallen into. “Possessive aren’t you?”

They were a rather eye catching duo, the two of them, if he did say so himself. They certainly had commanded the attention of the cafes customers and staff alike so that certainly spoke wonders. They were hard to ignore when Korea was so concerned with looks and it was only after he came to Korea did he realize just how he fit into their standards and his ego was pleasantly stroked however he was not gifted in all areas. To hear that she was not 100% crafted from the angels as well was charming. “You don’t have to worry about dancing with me. Just doll yourself up and look pretty, love. Though if you wanted, I could certainly show you something after dinner.” He hadn’t meant it as an innuendo in the slightest. In fact, the offer was rather genuine as his lessons were around dinner time and they could easily drop by. However after he realized what it sounded like, his smile turned rather keen and he laughed quietly. “I meant at a lesson but I’m no idiot to turn that down either.” He joked and he did come on rather strong but it was clearly portrayed that he did in fact want to see her again and soon. “An exception just for me? I’ll be sure to make good use of your time then and be a proper gentleman to the best of my ability. Any particular choice in restaurant?” 

[rkminhee-blog]

"I'm hooked? You sound so very confident in yourself when you say it like that-- Especially by bringing up what you can give me. Mm.. You just keep making me more and more curious like a damn cat-- I really should've dressed as one for Halloween. It'd give me an excuse to tell everyone to call me 'kitten'." She lightly clicked her tongue for a few moments then, brow raising faintly while she watched his expression change as he digested every bit of information he fed to him. It was when he shifted and then moved to sit next to her, his arm resting behind her shoulders, that she let her head tilt faintly. No, she wouldn't face him completely but she glanced at him from the corner of her eye, focusing her attention solely on him. It was things like these that left her wanting more - the way he brushed her hair away left her wanting him to play with it.

She scrunched her nose at the thought, turning her head away then before she leaned back, head tilting back to rest against his arm while she once more let her eyes fall on him. Minhee had to admit, he was terribly observant and she couldn't help but like it. Those he paid attention to the tiny details were the ones she watched for - details were everything to her and she just couldn't help but feel her fondness for him grow just a little more. Though when the topic turned to what she had said to the waitress, she felt the beginnings of a blush color her cheeks but she paid it no mind, instead keeping herself focused on his reaction to the whole thing.

"I don't hear you complaining about it so if I didn't know any better, I would say that you probably enjoyed it - even just a tiny little bit, mm?" Leaning in just the slightest bit so that her arm brushed along his side, she had tilted her head to look fully up at him, eyes wide and almost innocent though she knew he would still see the playfulness in them. But a moment later she pulled away, shifting to get up before sitting where he had been only a short while ago, a grin similar to the Cheshire cat's upon her lips as she grinned from ear-to-ear. Once more her elbows were on the table, fingers twined and chin resting upon the lengths of her fingers as she looked at him. "Then again maybe you do have a teensy-weensy little problem with it and don't want me to say it-- Maybe you want to say it about me? Hmmm-- What a thought to ponder, wouldn't you agree?"

Finally letting her thoughts wander, she tilted her head downward as she pulled her hands apart to glance through the menu, eyes focused on it though her attention was still solely on their conversation at the current moment. "It's fun to doll up and look pretty but it can be uncomfortable. If you guarantee I'll be comfortable on an arm of yours, I'll doll up and let you whisk me away for a night so that I can steal everyone's attention for a few long moments. Unless you wouldn't like that either-- Seems I still have quite a bit to learn about you." Just then she looked up, eyes focused on him as she gazed at him through her eyelashes, irises filled with curiosity. "Like a name or your age. Or the fact that you want to show me something after dinner sometime-- Are you chomping at the bit to get your hands on me, handsome?" She couldn't help it that teasing him was as much fun as it was. It proved to make the conversation light and helped it to flow easily, their attention going from one thing to the next without a hitch.

"I suppose I'd be into a lesson or two sometime... Though the second I embarrass myself in front of anyone who is younger than me is the second I may end up asking to be taught privately. I swear, I really am no good with dancing. Walking in heels is a cakewalk for me compared to dancing--" 

[rkminhee-blog]

[ Past ] :: It Ends Now ::

[yyubrk]

It was a curse, something she felt like only she had but it she knew it could attack other people. When she fell, she would fall hard and the harder she fell the more it hurt to be away from the person she liked and she was so free spirited. Given the option to travel, that whats she wanted to do. She had landed in Italy and it was easy to fall into the life style, of freedom and laughs. She was just Yubin, her hair was cut short, her voice was deep and people kept mistaking her for a boy. Everyone but Minhee, the girl was a doll and Yubin crush on her grown and grown. Until she found found herself going on dates with the older girl. Could she call it love? Yes. And would she? Yes.

She wanted to ease up on Minhee, because she didn’t want to scare the girl away, it had been few people in the world who loved her and she didn’t want to scare Minhee away so she tried to mask it with smiles, but the months were great, every month was great and she never wanted to leave. There wasn’t anyone at home to say goodbye to her so she left out and headed to meet her girlfriend at a cafe they would visit together. A laugh on her lips, because she was just happy, being able to go see and hang out with the other girl. This was love and she only wanted this to last forever.

"Minhee~" Yubin called, coming to sit down in front of the girl who looked like she was lost in thought. "I missed you." She giggled taking the other girls hand in hers. "How was your morning?"

[rkminhee-blog]

Her eyes flicked up in surprise the very moment she heard her own name reach her ears; the pure happiness that exuded off of the younger woman never failed to amaze Minhee. Did she really make the other so happy that it seemed to ooze out of her very pores and fill the air with a sweetness similar to honey? It was something she couldn't understand - something she wasn't willing to understand. She just didn't know how she could make someone as happy as the other came across, it was something lost to her - one who hadn't experienced that kind of happiness yet.

Blinking a few times, she almost let her thoughts wander on the new topic brought to mind before her gaze flitted to their now conjoined hands before she looked over at Yubin. She would admit this - she would never tire of gazing at the beauty before her, while they were still young and still growing, she knew Yubin would grow even more beautiful with age; a fact that would never escape Minhee's mind because she was sure she wouldn't see much more of the younger.

Especially after what today might just have in store for the two of them.

But for now she didn't want to toe along the lines of what had been threatening her good mood, although she knew it was lower than normal already because a gloom had settled into the marrow of her bones. "I missed you too and it made my morning drag." Her expression softened into one of affection, eyes lighting with a caring glow that she shared only with those closest to her. "Did you rest well? I hope you weren't out late dancing the night away and seducing all who could gaze at you-- You'd make me a jealous woman."

[rkminhee-blog]

» shopping for a bit extra « dony&minhee

[rkjae]

"That has never been a concern of mine." He lightly jutted out his bottom lip and shook his head for slight emphasis. "See. Among the two of us, even though I am the younger twin, I am clearly the more handsome of the two of us and therefore there has never really been much competition between us. If we approached a woman at the same time, we might confuse the poor girl." It was not that absurd a statement. They were identical twins. Practically carbon copies of one another even. Their mother even confused them growing up and had it not been for their different preferences in dress and the slight cosmetic differences, she probably still would. However they were such minute differences even those who had known them since they were babies would have difficulty pointing out Youngdon and Youngdeuk in a picture standing side by side.

Having a twin meant for fun pranks and mischief growing up of course. It was almost something that came with the territory! It was always at Youngdeuk’s behest with Dony following close behind, a grin that signaled they were up to no good copied and pasted onto each others faces. From confusing others with their names and faces to switching nametags to cheat on tests in school, the two of them had done it all and were definitely the set of twins to keep their eyes on over at the King’s College primary school. They were both so similar minded as well it was like the fabled, or maybe not so fabled, twin telepathy. With creative minds, Dony in dance and Deuk in fashion, the two always cliqued on a certain level even without so much as a word spoken when they were in the same room. Most twins they had met resented having another person exactly like them in the world and craved individuality. Dony and Deuk embraced each other and not only were they brothers, they were best friends even going down separate paths. He wondered how close she was to her brothers. Believe it or not, family and stability were two things he held paramount in life.

He could almost feel the challenge rising. A beauty made off limits by older brothers. He knew it was too good to be true. There was no way he would have been able to walk down the street with her on his arm let alone inside the cafe without at least a catcall or a wink thrown her way unless someone was watching. How many brothers were there? Surely they had eyes everywhere and from the sounds of it, they didn’t sound like the type to be scared of bursting into a perceived date with their baby sister. He wasn’t scared. Just a bit more cautious just to e safe. While his eyes did still fall over her frame in occasional lazy dips of his eyelids, he tried to minimize it. It’d certainly be a way to be caught if they were to barge in. “Then I’ll make sure to breath the right way around you. You sound like you have a army behind you, or in front of you rather.” His tone said it all for him: he wasn’t deterred. He’d have to approach from a different angle is all. He wanted her and damnit he would have her, brothers or no.

"Look at that. You’re starting to get to know me." He cooed playfully. He would have reached across to take her hand but considering the situation he opted not to. "I don’t get scared off easily. I just get careful. Assuming your brothers are here the chances are just too high of them barging in for me to feel comfortable making any moves. So I’ll wait for now."

Business attire was like a really big fetish for some people. Even some people he knew had a thing for men in suits or women in power but personally it was never something that really got him going. However the thought of this little minx in front of him prancing about in the outfit she described almost made him think twice. His brow lifted at the thought as well as the corner of his lips. “Usually I wouldn’t find it all that attractive but maybe I do just because it’s you.” A small laugh pushed past his lips but he was serious. “I can see you doing modeling though. You’re more than suited for it. Has no one tried to scout you yet?” He’d be genuinely surprised if she said no. She did have a unique style but visually she was what most young Korean girls went under the knife to look like. Pulling back from the table and letting his arms drop into his lap, his back hit the back of his seat lightly. He wore a playful smile that was almost a trademark for him, the indentation of a dimple on his cheek making its appearance. “Half of it. I have to look good on camera after all. I model for an online shopping mall but more recently I work as a dance instructor at a dance studio. That’s all when I’m not slaving away at school of course.” He hadn’t even taken notice of the creak of the door, much too absorbed in his companion. “The pick-up lines are just a hobby.”

[rkminhee-blog]

"It sounds like you have far too much fun with a look-a-like for a brother-- Don't go trying to confuse me now or your brother might end up with me on his arm..." The thought alone brought a playful grin to her lips while she hummed, head tilting to the right and then the left in an almost teasing manner before she continued on. "Your confidence in your looks sounds like it would be rivaled only by your brother. I bet he goes around claiming that he's the more handsome of the two of you and older to boot." Older guys always did have a certain charm but then Minhee always found older men to be troublesome - probably a result of being surrounded by four of them on a daily basis. It was the main reason she wished to find her own place, not wanting to be cooped up with her brothers and having to deal with their partying antics. That and she just didn't enjoy their protectiveness but even though she didn't enjoy it, it was what had gotten her through the past year and the years prior when relationships fell through.

No one could possibly top how loving her brothers were.

"An army?" The way he called her brothers that had a breathy chuckle slipping from her as she glanced over her shoulder the moment she caught movement from the corner of her eye. Of course it was just a waitress, the look on her face one that spoke of jealousy that Minhee would have company like the attractive male before her. A smirk curled on her lips as she leaned forward, chin resting on the very edge of one hand as she let a single word in Korean slide off her tongue, "Mine." Minhee tilted her head for a moment then, once more glancing at the waitress and the menus in her hand before looking fully at the door. She only hoped it got the point across that she would rather be in his company alone but the whole point of being there was to get food in the first place. It was only as the waitress put the menus down and left the room that she turned her attention back to him, continuing in English as if nothing had happened.

"My four brothers are an army? Well, if they were in front of me you never would have seen me in the first place and second, your hands never would've landed on me so-- I would say they're lacking as a personal army." She let one hand fall then, forearm resting on the table while her other hand turned, palm up and chin resting on the heel of her hand as she stared over at him. "Those guys out there would never let on that I'm here with someone, especially to my brothers. This is their chance to slide in and try to steal me from out of the palm of your hand. Just as easily any of the girls out there could try to steal your attention too."

She had to admit, it was true. The waitress was only one of many girls who she knew had their eyes set on him, it had been easy to see the moment they walked in together that interests would be sparked. And then his line of work had her own interest piqued. A dancer - who would've guessed that the girl with two left feet would find a dancer. "You dance? I can't dance to save my life and no person has ever been able to help me with the problem." It brought a light smile to her lips - she could strut in heels and pull attention to herself but dancing was something she couldn't do. "Now I feel embarrassed because you probably want to show me off on those sculpted arms of yours and you can't because of my lack of dancing ability. Though if I'm able to change your mind on business attire, I'm sure we'd just have to go out to dinner sometime... That way you'd catch me after work. It'd be a little exception to my own rule and just for you."

She could admit now that she wanted to see him again - admitting to not being able to dance in front of a dancer was like putting a challenge in front of them; she could imagine someone saying they could help her to learn. That and dinner was something she didn't do after work, especially when going out to eat with someone. She hated having to stay in work attire longer than she had to but maybe this once she would make an exception.

[rkminhee-blog]

tracking ... tracking ... 1 ... 2 ... 3 ...

[rkminhee-blog]

So yes— Just have the one reply to do but plotting hasn't been my strongest point as of recently... Mm, need more of that in my life, yes. But sleep is necessary so I’mma head off very shortly though so— But a plots page is here and a page of my ongoing threads is here... Hit me up.

Starters:

N/A

Open: 

Holes and Running Shoes

Replies Owed:

Yubin - It Ends Now

Waiting On:

Joey - Under the Night Sky Jieun - In Person at Last Dony - Shopping for a Bit Extra Hyunseung - The Worst Way to Wake in the Morning Jinyoung - Free Drinks are Troublesome Leeteuk - It's You Ebony - Quiet in the Library

Plotting:

N/A

If you ever want a random starter just hit me up here in my ask or even on aim “jm.hee” because I log on when I log in here.

[rkminhee-blog]

[ Present ] :: Holes and Running Shoes ::

Her brothers knew not to ruin her good moods but they had done just that when they had thrown a party in the middle of the night; the wee hours of the morning dragged on even more slowly and the thin walls of the apartment did little to mask just what it was her brothers were up to with some of the other guests. Jeers, catcalls and whistles filled the spaces where slow R&B melded into sensual ballads, the quiet moments filled with the sexual tension that she knew was so palpable that it could be cut with a knife.

She was having none of it.

Leggings she had been wearing to bed were hidden with baggy sweatpants and a long sleeved under armor shirt was pulled over the sports bra she had been clad in only moments before. Her fingers were curled into the backs of her favorite running shoes, worn to near threads but they still did what they were needed for. Holes were beginning to wear around the seams where fabric met leather but even she couldn't find it in her to complain because her mind was still so frazzled by the rudeness of her brothers and their drunken escapades. She figured it would be a good time to run, at this point she could make it to the park and probably catch the sunrise - it's not like she would run into someone she would know, let alone run into someone period.

She was pretty sure it was too cold for the majority of people to run at this time of year, so shrugging into a thin, lined jacket and zipping it up, she didn't bother with music and tucked her sock-clad feet into her sneakers before slipping out the door, slamming it shut for good measure even though she already knew no one would notice her absence.

The chill of the air bit at her fingertips and her nose, cheeks turning a faint rosy pink hue already when she had only been out a few moments - it had the warranted affect though; a smile had begun to curl on her lips as she bounced down the stairs to the sidewalk, breaking into a light jog as the air continued to nip at her heels. Winter was her favorite time of year for a reason and this was one of them.

[svvings]

[rkminhee-blog]

[ Past ] :: In Person at Last ::

[memorialofrksxngji]

[☺] Jieun scrunched her nose when Minhee spoke on, the female nodding her head in understanding. “I don’t know how some people pull all nighters like that. I mean I stay up into the woo hours at times but I don’t go out to party much. I used to but now I feel like I’m getting too old for this.” The comment made the female laugh, seeing as she wasn’t even legal. Clearing her throat, the young high school student put a finger to her lips, winking at the camera. “But I didn’t say that I was out while still underaged, right?”

Laughter rippling past her lips, she leaned back in her seat, clapping her hands together amused. Suddenly she was thankful her mum wasn’t able to hear her, even though she had allowed most of the adventures Jieun had been on. She couldn’t believe how strict her mother was being with Minhee just because of her brothers though. It did make sense but it was just a tad too extreme for Jieun. Lips still pressed into an amused line, she still couldn’t quite grasp the sense. The more forbidden things are, the more tempting they become to try. Maybe that was why Jieun had never felt the urge to try drugs or cigarettes or any of the like.

"Still. I’ll be sure to show you around so you will gain some weight back. Even when tall you can’t be this skinny. Moreover! You can’t grow much more, or you’ll just be raking meters above me. That would be super unfair." She spoke with a certain voice, almost as if her reasoning was absolutely legitimate and logical.

It still did little to bounce back into her earlier optimism though, another sigh exhaling past her lips. Jieun hated distance and money that you needed to overcome said distance. Lips pursed into a line, she listened to Minhee’s argumentation quietly and let it regain her some hope. “You should ask them and tell me directly when you know! Also ask when you’ll be moving so I really can show you around!” A small smile back on the female’s lips, she again had something to look forward too. At least Minhee’s family was wealthy enough to afford things like these.

"Do you brothers live in Seoul then? You could always move in with them! I don’t think they’d mind me taking you around town or being stricter than your mum." She argued, a bright grin on her lips. It was good to have Minhee in her country but if she was already moving here, Jieun wished it would be Seoul.

[rkminhee-blog]

"You're getting too old for it? My oh my, Jieun-- You make it seem like you've been partying for ages! Those after school parties at the noraebang must really be bumping if you're too old for them now~" A bright grin curled on her lips at the teasing she was doing, eager to continue to poke fun because the other was younger than her and if she were old, it would only make Minhee ancient when it came to partying. She did understand why the other was saying it like she was, not even she could understand how her brothers kept up with their schooling and all of the partying with so little sleep. Then again her brothers were also very good at taking care of themselves when they didn't party so-- "All I know is if you're too old for partying, I must be the ancient grandma in the armchair on the first floor who bangs on her ceiling while yelling for the young'ins to turn the music down."

She couldn't help it then as she burst into another fit of laughter, she could imagine her mother doing that one day. Would she ever be like that? Hopefully she wouldn't because she enjoyed life as it was and would be happy to hear younger people partying to their heart's content. "But really-- Show me around all you'd like. The walking and running around will certainly make it easier for me to keep some of the added weight off. Then again... If my mother does find out I'm pretty sure I'll become Rapunzel. My brothers already love to lock me away like her." And damn was it the truth. The second she had brought a classmate over, her brothers had locked her in her room and questioned him the rest of the night.

Needless to say, she never had another male partner for class projects and that one was done on her own.

"I just.. Ah... You'll just have to take responsibility for me then. Gotta show me around and teach me every little thing I absolutely must know, got it?" She grinned, the curl on her lips cheeky and the glint in her eyes playful as she continued to stare at the other woman on the screen. It was easy to see just how the two of them connected so easily - they could jump from one topic to the next with ease, bouncing like bouncy balls and never losing the speed that they seemed to gain. "I'll let you know the moment I find out, okay? Actually-- I'll do one better!"

Grinning for a moment, she bounced up out of her chair, dark brown hair tumbling down her back in tight ringlets as she then turned on the balls of her feet - and fell to the floor with no grace at all. A muffled groan was followed by shy laughter as the top of her head appeared at the bottom of the screen while her expression became one of embarrassment, cheeks flushing a million different shades of red. "And that is why I don't dance-- I'll go ask right now and come right back~"

This time she bounded out the doorway, narrowly missing her own door before sprinting down the hall. All that could be heard before silence fell was the way her voice echoed in the halls as she called for her parents. 

[rkminhee-blog]

[ Present ] :: Under the Night Sky ::

[ljoerk-blog]

He doesn’t know what came over him tonight, turning down his uncle’s offer for a free ride home to opt for walking all the way back instead. He could take the bus, but that requires twenty minutes of waiting, and he’d decided he didn’t have time for that kind of patience tonight. He’s tired, slightly irritated at everything as he drags his feet against the sidewalk, being careful not to slip on black ice that’s been so popular nowadays— especially after it had just rained earlier. “I’m so dumb,” he grumbles under his breath, frustration slowly creeping up on him as he treads on. He would’ve pulled out his phone to text someone on the way, to at least keep himself occupied, but he’d left his gloves at his grandmother’s place and he doesn’t want to risk exposing his hands to too much cold if he pulls them out of his jacket pocket to text. So basically, he’s stuck— this night is going swimmingly for him.

After fifteen minutes of walking he begins to regret his decision to not wait for the bus instead, because hell, if he had just stayed and waited this whole time, then he could have gotten on the bus and be headed on his way home faster than the pace he’s going at now. By the rate he’s going, he doesn’t think he’ll get there any time soon. He groans. “God, if you’re out there listening, can you at least send someone interesting my way? Doesn’t have to be anything big, you know, can just be slipping on ice because I think I’m going to bury myself under the snow and die if this goes on and— ” he continues to ramble— out loud, too— that if anybody had passed by him, they’d probably think he was insane. But the streets are oddly empty, even though it isn’t even that late yet. “—if you do, I promise I won’t watch as much porn because I know that’s a sin or whatev—oof.”  

But there’s a sudden weight that drops right on top of him, sending him crashing down on the ground in a tangle of limbs with whatever or whoever that was. It takes him a minute to register that he’s lying down on the sidewalk, and another minute to realize that there was someone on top of him. He grins, a small ‘thank you God’, forming in his head as if he thinks God or whatever divinity who answered his call could hear his thoughts. “Are you okay? I guess it really does hurt when angels fall from heaven, huh?” His grin only grows, but cliché pick up lines aside, he reaches out to touch at the tender spot on the side of her head where she hit it against the rock, pressing only ever so lightly with nimble fingers. “Does it hurt a  lot? We should get you an ice pack.” He manages to get them both up, dusting himself off from the ice that has managed to get all over him. “Where the hell did you come from? I was just walking then boom— don’t tell me you actually fell from the sky?!”

[rkminhee-blog]

For a few moments all she can do is blink, trying and failing to fight off the daze that she had fallen into but it certainly was something else to come face-to-face with someone. She swore she had heard him ranting and raving about the cold and "-- watching porn is a sin? Since when has that become a thing? Last time I heard from my brothers it wasn't... Then again they aren't the most valid of sources..." Wondering over how he would react to her immediate reply, one that was so out of the blue, she almost didn't notice that he was checking her head to make sure she was okay.

Then she felt the lightest of pressure where her head had connected with the concrete and she nearly doubled over from the way the pain had bloomed in her head, white forming behind shut eyelids. She almost reached out to whack him over the head and instead pushed his hand away, the move of hers weak because now her head was swimming and her eyes were brimming with tears. Minhee couldn't go home like this - she'd really become Elsa and would never be able to leave her room at all. At that rate she'd grow her hair so long that she'd end up becoming Rapunzel.

But the pain in her head had her thinking that maybe being Rapunzel wouldn't be so bad.

"It hurts," she mumbled softly under her breath, reaching up to press her palm firmly over the area so he wouldn't get the smart idea to press his fingertips around again. Only as she finally got around to opening her eyes and looking at him did she chuckle under her breath, his expression one that she couldn't help but grin at. "I fell from the sky? No-- I was sneaking out because my brothers wanted me to become Elsa-- I was trying to climb down the tree but kind of...fell instead. But now I'm an angel? I guess dark-haired angels without wings are the new fad? They jump unsuspecting guys in the middle of the night."