scary & sporty

zig-ah zig-ah, fuck up my whole world. scary and sporty. tell you what i want, what i really really want is a-- spice girl, freaky lil mama. said she on a diet so she only eat bananas. always in your prime, other women don't align.

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romeo & remus

there were plenty of “bad habits” that romeo kim liked to indulge in; and almost none of them warranted a shred of remorse from him. though, this particular one did cause him to put a wet towel under the studio door...for good measure of course. but, when you he thought about it, there really was nothing for him to be hiding. it wasn’t like the feds were going to come busting down the doors any time soon (or in the future he hoped). maybe the action was just out of habit thanks to to not always being able to so freely do as he pleased-- among other things. either way, he was holed up in a studio that wasn’t exactly known to most, he liked to call it “poseidon’s palace”. he was pretty sure his brother found it cheesy as hell, but he didn’t care. hell, he’d had a blue neon sign commissioned saying exactly that. and right now it was beaming at him through a hazy fog of his own causing. 

a demo track of something he’d been working on since december played over the speakers. it was great for him to make music with not only tko but with his brother and also their friends, it meant the world to him. but, after getting his first taste of doing something solo in 2017, he was definitely hungry for more. which surprised even him, seeing how he thought he’d never be up for it. but being the emotional creature that he was, it wasn’t possible for him to just write just because. so here he was wearing a hoodie that he was 98% sure belonged to will, with his usually perfectly coiffed hair a mess, and a freshly rolled backwood burning between his finger tips. thinking about it, he knew he actually had a few options to help the course of his evening pick up pace. quite a few if he was being honest-- not being a “kept” man held a lot of opportunities for a kim twin. 

“why don’t you bring that fine ass on over here and smoke with me. --yes, i totally can call it fine. dude-- you look just like me. shut up and hurry.”

and yet, with all those opportunities, he still wound up calling remus.

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bambi & archie

“you have to try this one!”

bambi was holding a half eaten macaron up to her boyfriend’s lips, which she managed to slip in their as soon as he opened his mouth to speak. when she had mentioned having a craving for the french treat, she didn’t mean for him to actually buy her a box of 24 of them. but he had and it looked like there were twelve different flavours at her disposal. while she was happily munching on one that tasted like roasted marshmallows, he was subjected to eating the pistachio flavoured one that she wasn’t exactly a fan of. but wasn’t that what boyfriends were for? pushing up the sleeve of the large collegiate sweater she was wearing (a sweater that she could bet money was actually archie’s), she went about closing the lid to her sweet treats. it had been some time since she’d been able to make it to one of their planned dates without having to reschedule. it seemed that lately everything for them was either last minute and spontaneous or rescheduled for weeks. ‘that’s the life we chose’, she remembered aries telling her once. and sadly, he wasn’t wrong. 

lifting up the baby blue polaroid camera that was hanging on her shoulder like a purse, she attempted to catch the perfect shot of him alongside the han river. as much as she liked seeing the water during the day time, something about walks at night with archie was always better. it was one of the first dates she remembered them having.

"i’m still in awe everyday at the fact that i fell in love with someone whose eyebrow are better than mine.” the comment held solid truth, but it was said in hopes of getting him to look her way. and with great success, she managed to proudly snap a surely cute and definitely off guard shot of him.

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matt & will

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what willam likes about his home is that it’s his. he shares it with east, yes, but they’ve cohabited for so long now that they have a natural understanding of one another’s boundaries and needs. for example; willam needs boundaries. he needs alone time, sometimes. sometimes, he needs to sit and be in his head and not interrupted. he needs everything to run smoothly and for his schedule not to be thrown off. east knew how to live with will’s obsession for order. his own brother, however… well, not everyone appreciates will’s boundaries.

he unlocks the door to his home, in all it’s organised glory, and immediately, willam bristles. as soon as he steps into the apartment, he knows that somebody else is amongst him- in that weird way where you just know. espeon hasn’t come to greet him/look visibly disappointed that he’s not east, and so that means she’s found somebody else to stare at. puffing out his chest in his best impression of somebody who’s brave, he’s already looking around for something heavy to use as a weapon when the familiar voice calls through, putting him at ease.

“jesus christ.” he says loudly enough for it to carry into the living room, where he meets his brother with a faceful of disdain. “i almost shat myself. i thought you were a burglar, you tit.” he says, although really, he should be used to matt’s unannounced presence by now.  “stop breaking in.”

matt had been counting down the seconds until his brother did the thing he always did, mildly freak out and complain about how he thought he had broke in. it was like clockwork and as always, amused the older of the two brothers. especially when he realized the insult that his brother just threw his way. “did you just call me a....tit? i’m telling mom.” the threat held little to no weight seeing how he was actually damn near in tears from laughing. only his brother would be able to call someone a ‘tit’ and do so with a completely straight face. it almost distracted him from remembering why he had wound up at his brother’s home in the first place. placing his feet back on the ground and standing, he tossed the remote control gently on the couch and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

“actually i came over because mars said you’d be coming home soon, but looks like i was an hour too early. anyway, that’s beside the point. i brought you some food in case you forgot to eat.” brother of the year award? it was practically his. he motioned to the takeout that he had placed on the counter. though it was probably more warm than steaming hot by now. though he wasn’t always quick to say it, matt liked and actually enjoyed his little brother’s presence, which was why he had a habit of showing up unannounced. 

“but if you’re oh so busy, i can get out your hair. don’t forget to share. and don’t think i won’t know if you don’t.”

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nuri & tea

being quiet was a trait that though many saw it as a fault, nuri knew it worked in his favour more often than not. like at the very moment, he was standing in the doorway to one of the many practice rooms in crown (and one of the few that tea favoured) and had gone unnoticed for almost thirty minutes now. observation was his thing and more than anything he liked than watching his girlfriend do one of the things she loved most. even if she might complain, again, about him not making his presence known, he didn’t care. the most captivating thing was when she was so deeply in her element that it was just her and the music. and there he went being sentimental, it was these kind of thoughts that byeol would call gross. but if nuri could argue-- well he’d call everything about byeol gross, but that was another conversation. the music halting caused his eyes to refocus again on his reason for being there and of course, she was staring right at him. an almost guilty smile tugged at his lips as he removed his hood and shrugged.

‘ don’t give me that look. it’s not like anyone can blame me for watching. ’

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‘ after this show, do you want to go eat? i’m too tired for any after parties. ’ 

and by show, kitty meant the fashion show that she and her company were sitting front row for. milan fashion week was barely beginning, but even the front row vet knew that she needed some rest time to be prepared for the upcoming week. while many still found it odd that she’d leave seoul to not only attend women’s fashion week, but also men’s, she couldn’t care less about their opinions, as long as prism’s schedule permitted it. as someone that found worthwhile staples in fashion no matter the gender, she considered it her way of having one up on everyone else. truly, the amount of actual menswear pieces in her wardrobe rivaled that of the women’s fashion she owned. much like the pair of men’s trousers she was wearing today (though, they were paired perfectly with a well fitted violet turtleneck). upon noticing a photographer position himself in front of them, kitty simply put on her ‘ photo-op smile ’ as she called it and hoped they’d move on quickly. it wasn’t that she didn’t like photos, but she wasn’t exactly a fan of the jet lag she was currently experiencing.

‘ and by go eat, i mean order room service and watch beauty & the beast. ’

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luke & archie

anti-social butterfly, that was luke kim. or maybe moth was a better way of putting it. either way, he preferred to spend his backstage moments keeping to himself unless his members or close friends were present. and last he had checked his "sons” were busying themselves with the craft services table in the other room. granted, he hadn’t looked up from his phone for about fifteen minutes or so, but that wasn’t the point. the sound of chatter and hurrying footsteps in high heels let him know that a girl group had just finished on the stage. that was number three out...ten groups that were following after tko’s performance. he could almost die from boredom. though, there was always the sleep option. he was great at that. he was beginning to regret not joining the others with gathering food, but here he was. at least he could count-- or hoped he could count-- on makaio to bring him something to snack on. the opening of the door to their waiting room momentarily brought hope that his members were back to nag and feed him, but that went to waste when he saw who it was. 

‘ well well, look who it is? where’s veronica and betty? ’

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grwnqueen:

“stop me from spitting in his drink.”

it could be said that, from time to time, jinari was an unkind person. that’s because… well, cause it’s true. this time, though, she really does have a valid reason. coming out to a bar could pose a vague risk when you were an idol, but crown hadn’t ever been a company to limit their artists’ fun, not so long as it didn’t interfere with their work. jinari really wasn’t a party girl regardless, but on tonight, she’d decided she wanted a drink and dragged along whoever was around in the groupchat. they had reached a point in the night where the group had split apart- some dancing, some disappearing on their way to the bathroom, some going off to get lucky. jinari was left with one person for company. fine by her books, until some gross, leery man had sat down and informed her how he heard redheads were wild in bed. she’d given him the cold shoulder- her shoulders ain’t ever been warm, and tried her best to shake him off by informing him that she wouldn’t know because she dyed her hair this colour and was no biological anomaly, but it wasn’t until ten minutes later that he glanced at his vibrating phone with a worried grimace and excused himself. looking to her company with an evil grin, she adds-

“in fact, don’t stop me. he’s a dick and he’d deserve it.” 

clubs required a certain amount of energy for valerie to enjoy them, but that didn’t mean it was impossible. hell, she had agreed to come out with the others after all. and by certain amount of energy, that really translated to “certain amount of drinks”. which was what had led her to leave jinari’s side briefly as she traveled to the other end of the bar to get the bartender’s attention. sure, she was valerie moon, she could have hurried the process and made him come to her. but-- well, even she liked to use her fame for good. ...sometimes. the wait for two pink punk martinis seemed to take a tad longer than she liked and val found herself tapping her scarlet red gel manicure against the counter top. her eyes to veer back off to where she had been perched beside jinari not too long ago. it seemed as though some skeezy business man was making a point of adding to the notches on his bed post. men, gross. the arrival of the martinis had her giving the bartender a smile before slinking her way along the bar and back to her seat. valerie placed the martini in front of jinari just in time to hear the man excusing himself on account of some phone call.

‘ i wouldn’t stop you. but even your spit is far too precious to waste on him. how about you focus on your drink instead. ’

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' you know what i will never understand? why almost every group feels the need to throw in some 2010 style dance break remix to their end of the year stages. maybe it’s just me. but i find them so outdated. ’ sure that opinion would offend most if he had said it anywhere outside the confines of trusting ears, but even then-- he felt strongly about it. he shoveled another helping of ramen noodles into his mouth and shook his head before speaking again. ‘ i dunno, it was one thing when groups did it back then, but it’s like if you’re going to do it now...update the formula, y’know? ’ these words came due to him watching the recap of the stages and shows that closed out 2017. and no doubt, he had been there front and center watching them, but now he didn’t have ryan telling him to keep his mouth shut in front of the cameras. 

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grwnqueen:

“my mother is a nutritionist, which makes me very much qualified to inform you that the ramifications for your diet are, invariably, instant death.” bitna informs him gravely, however- she could be accused of undermining her own words as she shovels her own helping of egg into her mouth. from her health freak parents to the pressures that come from being in a girl group, she’s rarely had the chance to just eat without giving a second shit about what she’s eating. regardless, she makes a mental note to inform ryan’s sister of his eating habits. really, he should know by now that she would have to. regardless of the bond between dollhouse and aur, sapphic solidarity would always come first to bitna. “yeah, yeah. poor you. except i have a sneaking suspicion your lack of a balanced diet stems more from laziness rather than necessity. i hope you’re not trying to get me to cook for you. that really would be instant death.”

' wow, just read me for filth why don’t you. ’ he really needed to stop picking up sayings from kyle. ‘ i don’t even know if i used that right-- either way! stop acting like you know me. ’ he says even though they’ve known each other for damn near three years or longer at this point. that didn’t stop him from trying to maintain the air of mystery and intimidation that most say he has upon first meeting him. just as he was returning to his meal of instant death, his eyes squinted and he pointed his fork in her direction. ‘ wait-- what the hell does your mom being a nutritionist have to do with you being qualified? i want to talk to a real professional. for all i know, this diet could add years to my lifespan.’ most certainly not, but why wouldn’t he be difficult just for the heck of it? 

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mercy & woori

a large purple puffer jacket surrounded mercedes as she used it to shield herself from the cold winter wind. she only had herself to blame for why she was left exposed to the winter elements at this time of day. she could see it now: dry skin, chapped lips, brittle hair, runny nose... the list was endless. at least she had a mask to semi-protect her from the cold air (and public). but who was she to deny herself the luxury of street food after lotus successfully wrapped up 3 months of working on their comeback album. she deserved this. the smell of tteokbokki was calling her name as she latched onto woori’s arm.

‘you wouldn’t believe all the gossip i need to catch you up on! like who i didn’t know had been hooking up with jason for most of last year. and who lost their virginity to who.’ this was their thing. a monthly gathering of gossip and info that they shared among each other. no malice of course. but it did fuel their inner xoxo gossip girl.

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april & spice line

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grwnqueen:

“i think it’s best i don’t listen.” ananke says in mock offence, but the mirth reaches the oxygen and dies there, as her face drops at the sight of the image. she’d known this day would come- but she didn’t think it’d come so soon. everybody knew that one day april would find out; would want answers. ananke had hoped- prayed even, that she wouldn’t have to be the one to deliver them. “okay, i was going to text you.” going to she was- however it had become clear that april was not to be in the loop about saint’s presence nor his state of undress- and the consequences of enlightening her would be dire. worse than violence or even death- it’d mean breaking a promise to kaio. “dear makaio asked us very kindly not to. i’ve noticed he seems to be insecure about his own body, i suppose he was trying to avoid comparison. i know you wouldn’t do that, but you know how boys can be.”

there was a small roll of her eyes, but april had no malice behind it. there shouldn’t have been a surprise as to why no one told her that saint had been there. harmless crush or not, it still seemed to have a nagging effect on kaio. there were small certain things that would get under her skin and sometimes she had an irrational bout of “i can’t do this anymore” and sadly-- this was one of those things. but this wasn’t a conversation for ananke to be tasked with. right? maybe. the scrolling through her instagram feed continued, leaving the picture of saint long forgotten on the timeline. to an extent. truly though, her thoughts were now over occupied with the fact that she had meant her comment as a joke. she wasn’t expecting to hear that it was kept from her purposely. ‘ anyway. so we finished our album and bunny is giving us 3 weeks off before we have to get ready for a comeback. and i’m thinking of visiting the states for a weekend. ’ 

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‘ what do you think are the repercussions for surviving off beer, eggs, and 4 hours of sleep in 3 days? ’ ryan glanced down at the meal in front of him and rolls his eyes. scrambled eggs and a beer. ‘ hypothetically, of course. ’ he threw the hypothetical in just in case word got back to dita. last time that happened, jojo had cooked him his weight in pasta. then again-- not such a bad idea after all. ‘ scratch that. totally not hypothetical. just beer and eggs. woe is me. ’ 

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matt & will

usually matt didn’t like to show up to people’s homes unannounced, but people and his brother were two very different things. hell, he prided himself on knowing where will and east hid their spare key. which is what led to him letting himself into their apartment and making himself at home. mi casa, is su casa. it went something like that between brothers, right?

after what felt like hours (though it was only one and a half), the sound of the door unlocking pulled matt’s attention away from the tv. yes, he was comfortable on the couch with his feet propped on the coffee table. and yes, he was playing street fighter as if this was his house. ‘ honey, is that you? ’ he called out.

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april & spice line

‘ if you would just listen to me, then you’d understand. ’ the brunette spoke with a sense of authority to her voice, though her eyes weren’t currently focused on her company. instead, her mouth was slightly agape before turning her phone screen around to show it off. ‘ why didn’t anyone tell me that saint was here and he was shirtless? ’ the conversation about stickers was immediately abandoned in place of wanting answers in regards to the photo saint posted several hours ago from their shared dorm living room.