#aceth

[ieuijin]

aceth:

His head lifts from where it rests upon his folded arms, his form currently sprawled out beneath the make-up table of their waiting room. Lashes flutter, blinking away the sleep that clings to his eyes and clearing his vision of the sleepy blur as he gazes up at the young woman who has spoken. The other members are out chatting with fellow idols before recording, but he has chosen to sleep for just a bit longer.

“It’s better than nothing, though.” His syllables are surprisingly pronounced despite the slight slur of tiredness that clings to end of them, and his arms that were once being used as a pillow are now pushing him up, moving to come out from beneath the counter so he can properly greet the young woman. That’s what she’s here for, right? To greet her seniors? He remembers that she is also the girl that had helped him find his cell phone before, something of which he greatly appreciates.

Once on his feet, fingers brushing away any dust that clings to his slacks, he manages a sheepish smile of sorts as he bows his head slightly in greeting, still somewhat half-asleep. She seems to have a habit of meeting him in unconventional circumstances. “Euijin-ssi…” He recognizes her this time, and has even been paying attention to her group’s performances during his time on standby. “Are your promotions going well?”

— {★} —  Euijin was far used to chancing upon people in similar situations by then -- music shows were taxing as they required idols to show up in the break of dawn for pre-recordings, often enough. She, herself, was caught by the grasp of exhaustion, so instead of her usual laugh that would greet his more lax demeanor, she only mustered a small smile in return.

                    “They are,” she started, though her sudden, faint frown didn’t exactly correlate with her words, “but...we’ll be ending our promotions soon enough.” Hands at her back, she fiddled with the signed album in her hand: it was a small gift for him. The two have met briefly prior to his second round of promotions, and she never had the chance to hand him the hard work she and her group cultivated into one CD. “Here--! This is for you.” The second mini-album of SONAMOO was soon enough extended outwards towards him. On it were seven autographs and a small message from Euijin herself: Taemin-sunbaenim! We always get caught in up weird situations, no? This is a little sorry and thank you gift rolled into one. Please show me and my group a lot of support! SHINee-sunbaenim, fighting!

[ieuijin]

"Wh-? I jus' woke up..."

Sleep Sentence Starters

Sheesh…you’re always asleep, aren’t you? {;she let out a small snort and then placed a signed album from her group onto the table that he was leaned on.} For you! {;a bright grin formed on her lips as she took a seat beside him.} Open it, open it! I wanna see whose photo card and standee you get.

[sjunzik-blog]

[Text] I... think you sent that to the wrong person.

After a long day of schedules, she’d just settled down for the day and she finally grabbed a hold of the phone that usually accompanied her for the day. However, Krystal had forgotten it on a most important day and she held the gadget close to her heart, almost whispering how much she loved it. A text caught her eye and she squinted, making sure she had read that right.         [Text] I… think you sent that to the wrong person.     She scanned upwards, realising she’d sent a text meant for her group mate, Amber. Flustered, Krystal rushed to send something back to the sender, informing that they were right: the text was not meant for them. She regretted the heart and lovey dovey words that had accompanied said text, and was worried the sender would get the wrong idea. 

[jjnghyun-blog]

What is a fly without wings?

I’ll swat you like a fly.

[jjnghyun-blog]

                                                태민아생일축하해 ♥                                        HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LEE TAEMIN.

To our maknae of seven years, happy birthday. You’re a dangerous maknae! Our only ace whose a pretty boy ㅋㅋㅋ!! You know how I am with sentiment and you call me cheesy, pinch me and laugh on how greasy your hyung is, but I truly do admire on how you’ve grown from the bowl cut boy to the man whose able to carry the high notes he once thought he never could.

I remember seeing you when we were all first introduced to one another. You were so nervous but Minho wrapped his arm around you and we all gathered in a group hug and decided we would stick with each other no matter what. I’ll excuse the fact that all of you thought I was the oldest and I’m pretty sure my body’s condition is the oldest but I digress. You’re going to scold hiI remember from that moment making a promise I’d take care of you (I’ll take care of everyone, but you were the youngest, you hadn’t even finished school yet) until the day we’re dancing in our graves. I still take that promise to this day, you know that? I know you’re just as forgetful as me and I know you don’t want to be treated like a kid, but that doesn’t mean I’ll stop caring for you just because you’re twenty two now. 

God, you’re twenty two! I remember when you messaged me on KKT whilst you were in Barcelona because you were really upset that you couldn’t drink champagne with Kibum and Jinki, you really wanted some but all they gave you was orange juice because they were aware you were a minor. I remember giving you a sip of alcohol when you came back, that was the first and last time I’d do that. But now you can go out drinking with your friends, you’re a man now - you’ve always been one after you turned twenty. Writing this makes me feel like an old man because I’ve seen you grow so well. You’re a humbling person to be around, I’m honoured to be in the same presence as you let alone the same company and group we’re in. 

You’re more than just a maknae to me, you’re my best and closest friend. That may not mean much to you because of how easily that word is thrown around, but to me it means so much. You are a source of strength and we know each others strength and weaknesses. I feel so comforted by the fact you come to me about everything. That includes your crushes and how you want to be seen as a man which I think you shouldn’t be worried about, you’re a pretty boy with a charming personality, use that to your advantage rather than seeing it as your weakness. Although I do wish you’d remember to take your passport rather than making manager hyung run all the way back to get it. Thankfully, I carry it now so you don’t worry about that, just remember to pack underwear if we go abroad. 

I don’t think I say this enough but.. You are an inspiration, you know that? You are a kind hearted man who is so gentle and clumsy in your approach. You’re shining brightly in the dark, I'm your biggest fan!! Dracula oppa!! ㅋ I know I boast about you on twitter and embarass you all the time on Blue Night, but it just means I care for you a lot more than I show. You know how I am with meanings, I pick up on them but I just want to show you that I do mean well with them, I do care for you.. A lot more than you know. Do you remember when you released danger? How I rung up crying and you were really questioning my sanity? It's because I was.. No, I still am, so very proud of you and how far you've come. You inspire me in so many ways, you keep working hard and even with all the struggles you endured throughout school and being tired, I can't help but to be honoured to be the person who you're talking to.  

                             You're a large source of my strength, Lee Taemin.

                                                                 사랑해.

                                                                 - KJH.

[sonaes-blog]

(!) --  aceth

[ sms →   나은 ]:  you get enough piggy back rides.  -ㅅ-

it’s time for you to feel the pain that everyone else feels.

your broken heart will mend in time.

( sms →  태민 ) heol, i do not! ( sms →  태민 ) did we forget that i’m weak and unable to lift people ( sms →  태민 ) what happened to the nice taemin oppa that i ‘married’ ( ≧Д≦)

[ssongain-blog]

♣♫☮

♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general)

She’s completely embarrassed about anything and everything that happened before the age of 22. In particular, she’s completely embarrassed by her graduation photo but somehow it always makes its way to variety shows and she can’t stand it! In general, she’s very easily embarrassed, especially during interviews, and often becomes shy and awkward. When she becomes embarrassed she either becomes violent or she stares in utter panic until things calm down.

♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy?

She’s a big fan of jazz music. On her days off, she often drinks a glass or two of wine while listening to jazz music. Seeing as BEG debuted as a ballad, R&B group she listens to a lot of that too (primarily that of from American artists in the 90′s and early 2000′s). As for Korean music, she’s a big fan of Rain, Miss A, 2PM’s older material, JYP, Hyori, and MBLAQ. Her favorite artist, though, however would definitely have to be her own unnie JeA.

☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to?

She definitely looks up to JeA, Miryo, and Narsha. They are completely responsible for her becoming the person and entertainer she is today. They are the women she wants and strive to be–from their beauty to the way the carry themselves to their talents. Her three unnies are known for their talents and unfortunately for her, she’s known for her performing. She’s fully aware of the fact that she’s not at their talent level and she’s accepted that. However, it’s always been her dream that she’ll be recognized for her voice like they are. They’re her biggest support system when things go tough for her (and boy do they get tough for her). There is literally no Son Gain with Kim Hyojin, Jo Mihye, or Park Hyojin. They are everything and more for her.

[jjnghyun-blog]

aceth:

An eyebrow raises at the words that reach his ears, and eyes look over his hyung for a moment before his shoulders shrug beneath his sweater. His legs curl up to criss-cross as he settles back against the SHINee dorm couch, and he remains silent for a long moment, not yet verbally answering. He’s assuming that this ‘something’ being mentioned could get them in trouble, and although he’s typically up for some good-natued fun and exploration without the agreement of their managers, the fatigue that weighs down his limbs and tugs at his eyelids makes him weary. “Okay… But first,” an eyebrow arches, gaze averting to the hallway that leads to their manager’s shared room, “what exactly is this ‘something’?” His cautious eyes only linger on the beige walls for a brief moment before they return to the shorter male that hovers before him, legs uncrossing to nudge at the other’s knee with a pestering foot. “It isn’t something over the top, right? Please don’t tell me you stole a puppy, or bought some werid, exotic animal online. I don’t think the other hyungs would appreciate that.” 

The others hypothetical (but potentially true) scenario earns a faint scoff from the elder and he turns ever so slightly so he could deliver the male a shove onto his bed. He relocates from the floor and onto Taemin's bed, the tiny dachshund in his arms also follows suit but instead of taking purchase in her owners lap, she settles happily onto the maknae's pillow. His hand stretches to rub her back gently. "Well, something could mean anything. And no, that anything doesn't consist of stealing a puppy or a while exotic animal online. Besides, I only got that pink alpaca from a friend who knows a guy who owes me a favour." The comment is playfully said, the toothy smile that follows soon punctuates the jovial nature of his words. "And if that's your idea of 'something' in a vague manner, you really have a worse imagination than I thought."

A low, non-committal sound follows through his lips and he leans forward, slowly beginning his secretive charade. "Something.. Something consists of you being able to keep a secret." His gaze lowers to look at him, an eyebrow arching to it's best degree in order to keep some sort of charade that his upcoming sentence is one that's best kept a secret. "Min.. You can keep a secret, correct?" When he begins to make his way up onto his feet, the tiny pup’s ears come to alert. He pulls on his face-mask and coat, pushing his flaxen hair back into a beanie. “It’s not something I can really say, but it’s something I can only show you. Deal?” He looks back to him and holds his hand out, trying his utmost best to stifle a laugh. “You can bring that thing too.”