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86linejin replied to your post: of jongup and himchan, which would you rather...

your noona might be too old when…..what….is……bussy?…………..-narrows eyes and tilts head; is this inappropriate? are the fans being weird again?….help?

( ` his cheeks heat up, only because he’s only ever heard his members say it or the occasional weird fanmail. his gaze deviates away, nervously trying to find a spot to stare at as he had to offer up an explanation. ) uh.. noona, you’re not old at all..but... see, it’s.. it’s similar to...-- ( ` coughing a little in between his explanation, as if that would dissolve the heavy awkwardness soon to come. ) a woman’s .. not really.. well it’s more of something in a man.. actually ... you know what.. honestly.. I feel like it’s truly something you don’t need to know... because.. haha.. this dongsaeng here wants to treat you to some food, i want to get to know you more! ( ` facing her now with a disarming smile that meant no harm or rudeness, the topic itself was just too much for him. it was one thing to hear from fans or members it was another thing to hear from one of his respectable noonas. )

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starter for — [ @aeqvus​ ! ]

passing time by scrolling through the naver app, finger listlessly swiping past articles or updates her already knew about but multitudes of news popped up on the home page that dealt with various idols nonetheless. all to which kept junhong updated due to his busy schedule, leaving him unable to interact much with those who were in a similar profession as him. not that he had ever before, always one to stick close to his hyungs due to his shy nature. plus during his free time he leaned towards resting when given the chance. alas, he stopped by an update that caught his attention and for some reason made him have a short burst of laughter. ‘ the challenge of making a paddle with Joshua?! ’ the aforementioned person was one of his hubaes if he was correct, his number exchanged with junhong out of common courtesy during one of the many times they’ve been on similar shows together. other than that they’ve never interacted aside from when they were both promoting, respectful greetings exchange or a nod here and there upon passing. that is to say, junhong himself never made an effort-- until this morning. be it whim or the fact he was tired as per usual but he sent out a text without much thought to it.

[ sms  ►  17 조슈아 씨 @ 9:21AM ]

— is it true i can challenge you?!  — in.. paddle making...  ㅋㅋㅋ

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starter for --- [ @bhljoe ! ]

          still tired from last night’s meet and greet the young idol found himself collapsing onto the soft embrace of his bed, exhaustion found it’s home inside junhong’s body without remorse. even if he was utterly comfortable and the room too quiet, due to the fact he no longer had to live in the dorms (unless jongup hyung decided to barge in), there was still an ache of fatigue gnawing at his bones. that is not to say he minded the end of the year events, busy schedules kept his mind off other useless things but that didn’t mean he was slowly being burnt-out. nonetheless, he knew that he’d have to prepare for another time-consuming event: 'Idol Star Athletics Championship’, hearing about it from his group members was comforting but he also wanted another person’s opinion. with that in mind, he rolled over to his side and picked up his phone; fingers tapped against the screen idly and sifted through his contact list. finding the number he wanted, his lith fingers quickly typed a few texts before sending it within less than two minutes. there was little room for hesitance on his part and he wondered if there would be a reply.

[ sms  ►  이병헌 선배 @ 4:40AM ] 

— ah, seonbae i know it’s late but .. !  — i might be attending ISAC.. was wondering if you were too? — i heard someone from your group was going?

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( + @mijeune. )

Well, if it isn’t my favorite giant fetus. ( ` she reaches out to envelop him into a tight embrace, only pulling away to lightly tug at his cheeks ) Hi there, baby boy. What brings you here?

Look... y’know what, since it’s my glamour b.i.g eomma i don’t mind if you call me this. ( ` leaning into her touch, a single arm wrapping around her waist loosely to offer them enough space to move. the bridge of his nose scrunched up before he pressed his forehead against hers in a form of a light headbump. ) hi, little eomma.. Just wanted to spoil you with some affection. 

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( + @ijeun​ )

Foreign was the right word to describe how many of them felt at that particular time, especially the both of them. Travelling out of their comfort zone to deliver stages for international fans and listeners was something performers like them were used to, and the recurrent opportunities to do so was a thrilling one, yet they ought to feel lost during such occasions— where they were both at the back of the stage which was filled with performers from all around the world. At an instant, the voice of the male who stood at least a foot taller than her shook her off the momentarily daze that she was in, as she felt her facial muscles tensing up slightly at the sudden intrusion, gazing up towards the male in a fathomable manner.  “Neither do I,” She responded briefly, raising her voice slightly as an attempt to overcome the booming music that was played through the speakers behind them. Tugging a small sheepish grin at the side of her lips, she proceeded. “Where are your members, by the way?”

Small talk had never been his forte, quiet among many and loud with his members only. The nervousness blanketing over him is hidden by the usual deadpan expression and collar of his sweater. Despite the numerous times they have performed on stage again as one, the feeling of adrenaline masked the previous year of difficulties and doubts. Language is a barrier to such foreign stages, can his feelings be expressed in both dance and music? It’s a wonder. But for now he’d distract himself with the conversation with his sunbae. His voice raising as he lowered his head down towards her, albeit a bit muffled due to his clothing. “ ah, i think- they went off to either grab the cordi noonas or interview? I don’t know- ” Mirroring her sheepish smile with one of his own though it was covered, unbeknownst to him. “ Do you have to preform soon? ”

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( + @jungdaehun )

[ Text - 준홍이 ] junhong, i think you sent this to the wrong hyung? himchan hyung and i have similar numbers, right?! his ends in ‘42′ mine in ‘62′! please make sure to forward this to himchan instead! [ Text ] i forgive you for your mistakes anyway!

[ sms: 대 형 ] ...  [ sms: 대 형 ] oh, you were probably joking!  ㅋㅋㅋ you’re funny, hyung. anyways did you buy it? ^^ you did, right??