#(( queuet.

[rkhwasa-blog]

give a dog a bone (or something like that)

i really need to him shaved… hwasa's eyes watched the light grey fur of her poodle bounce as he ran, legs carrying the large dog at a speed that kept him level with her fast pace. prince panted underneath the heavy fur that was no doubt burning him up - no matter how chilly it was outside. pity for her beloved dog suddenly filled her. he did need the exercise but maybe she should've gotten him shaved first…

hwasa's thoughts were yanked right out of her head as prince stopped suddenly - almost causing her to fall flat on her face before she was able to come to a complete stop. “what the hell, prince?” tugging the leash fastened around his neck, she stared at her now immobile dog. sweaty painted her forehead and exhaustion weighed down her lungs - she looked a mess and now probably looked a bit crazy, disheveled and cursing at a dog in the middle of a park.

groaning, the woman was about to give up and just take a break when prince suddenly split into action - yanking the leash right out of her hands as he sped deeper into the park. and by the time she was finally able to reach him, the deed he had so deviously thought up had already been done. and judging by the shocked face of a now sandwichless man and the content face of prince as he munched on his new treat, it had not been a good one.

“oh my god… i’m so sorry! he got away from me and- oh my god, i’m sorry about your sandwich.”

@rkohsehun

[rkhwasa-blog]

maybe later

“where the hell are you…” the woman spoke the words into complete silence, alone in her uncle’s recording studio - eyes cast down towards the dull light of her phone screen resting in her lap. this wasn't anything new, she honestly didn't know why she even questioned it anymore. didn't matter the day, didn't matter the occasion- kikwang was always freaking late.

sitting alone in the studio, she contemplated the different ways to lecture him - fitting into her classic mother role she always got when she was around the drummer. hwasa was never truly mad, he was always there when they needed him to be. but was it really that hard to be at practice on time?

groaning, she's about to call kikwang when she hears the door open behind her - a sigh of relief washing over her before she's turning around, bitch face loaded and ready. “do you purposely come in late just to piss me off, you asshole?”

@kikwangrk

[rkhwasa-blog]

solid

eyes and footsteps heavy, hwasa carries herself through seoul’s streets - sleep clouding her mind and she's pretty much an overall mess. the theatre had late night rehearsal tonight and as much of an night owl she is, the woman doesn't believe she's ever been this tired in her life. and right when she was ready to go home, she realized she needed to get a few things from the store - reluctantly setting on the path to the nearest 7-eleven in search of a quick buy.

pushing the door open, hwasa steps into the store. yawning once, the women moves further into the store - a carton of milk and a few items later before she's at the counter ready to buy this stuff so she can get home and crawl into her bed.

the cashier is young, a handsome man and hwasa observes him out of boredom. watching him scan and place an item into a bag - repeat, repeat. she offers him a tired smile as he reads her her total, hwasa shifting into motion to grab her wallet out of her purse when she comes to the realization she fuckin left it at the theatre.

“shit.” she curses, raising a hand to card her fingers through her dyed blonde locks. “i’m sorry, i think i forgot my wallet. fuck- i’m sorry but can you do me a favor? just this once? i swear i’ll pay you back.”

@hoseokrk