#blvckjei

[jjvnpa-blog]

blvckjei:

The request she had gotten was odd, why did she need to put on sunglasses and a fake mustache. It took Jinhee all of three minutes to understand hearing the sound of cameras going off and the small squeaks from girls that “saw” her favorite member inside the store. In her process of getting ready she glanced over at Jaejin who had handed her the the items… she knew he told her to ask questions later but she really needed to know what was going on. He was dressed just like the disguise that he handed her. “How did you even know who I was,” she asked tilting her head to the side putting her disguise on fully before waiting for him to lead the way to where ever they were going.

He scrunches his nose, fingers plucking vacantly at the artificial hairs of his mustache for a noticeable cluster of seconds longer before seeming to process her question, and he waves a hand at her, saying, “You just have that idol look, yanno?”  "--even if I hadn't known who you were, the fans outside gave it away for you." He proceeds to waddle around the store, seeming slightly uncertain about which direction to lead her in before releasing a surprised noise and turning back to her, “Are there stairs? I'll cry if there's no other way out. I was looking forward to the food court today--”

[khchuls-blog]

blvckjei 

Squinting against the sunlight that bombarded him when he stepped out of his company van, Heechul glanced around, gaze as curious as it could be in all its narrowed glory. Even with all his schedules over the years, he managed to at least sum up some excitement, accompanied by some wariness. He wasn't aware of many of the details surrounding what he’d be doing that day: all he knew was that he’d be working at a new, American-themed diner, hoping to attract crowds that normally might not venture there, and he would have a partner at the job along side him.

Greeting the owners and other workers with polite nods and smiles he revealed after tugging down his cat face mask, he wasn’t given much time to ask questions with a uniform pushed into his arms and the instructions to get changed first while they’re waiting. “This isn’t another long show, is it? Yah, you all like working me extra hard, don’t you?” he’d joked to the cameras and the operators behind them, before disappearing into the back to get ready.

It was too plain for his tastes, was his first opinion on the clothes, but they let him keep his flower-printed shoes as well as his accessories, so he at least had some colourfulness still. When he exited from the bathroom, handing his own clothes off, he could see the owner talking to a group that included real employees, and he headed over, figuring that his partner had arrived and it was time to be briefed on what they’d be doing.