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[rkbaejinyoung-blog]

bumblebee;

@dabinrk

“Fuck.”

Jinyoung swats the bee away with his hand while jumping back at the same time; he hates insects. Hates. With a capital H. He’s not afraid -- he’s a very brave, very strong teenage boy, thank you very much -- he’s just. A little. Scared. But only a little, of course.

“Get away from me!” Jinyoung hisses, trying not to draw too much attention to himself and failing. The bee continues to try and prod him, its evil, beady little eyes staring right into his soul as if to say The more you struggle the harder I’ll sting. Flapping his shirt uselessly, he tries to get it off of him, twisting and turning down the sidewalk to no avail.

“I’m not food, okay, just --” he tries to say, only to crash into something. Or someone. “Fuck!”

Grabbing onto absolutely nothing behind him, he lands on his ass. So much for the balance he’s supposed to have been honing with his dance lessons. The bee zooms off into the distance, apparently satisfied after making Jinyoung look like a dumbass. Rubbing his lower back, he looks up.

“Hey, wait...” He blinks a few times. The girl in front of him looks familiar. Like, creepily so. “You’re that girl, right? That video game girl?” He tries to get up to greet her and not look even more stupid in front of what is probably a much cooler person than him, but shit, that fall actually hurt. “Ow...”

[jihycrk-blog]

twistin’ me like licorice.

— @dabinrk​ / listen !

for a cheerleader slash dancer, park jihyo has a severe lack of hand-eye coordination when it comes to video games.

it’s not like she has no experience with them; her siblings loved arcade games, their whole family walking over to the boardwalk arcade back home in california. she was up to date on most games that trended on smartphones — she was quite good at them, too, she thought; not the best, surely, but not the worst.

see, at the very least park jihyo should be not bad when it comes to this sort of thing. yet here she is, getting her ass thoroughly kicked at a video game. ( it should be worth mentioning she doesn’t like losing very much, either. )

a scowl flashes across her face once KILLED ! flashes in giant, angry red letters, only to morph into a resigned sigh and grimace. jihyo rests back against her seat, frown perpetual on her features as she looks up at her companion in mild frustration and upset.

“this game is rigged.” she claims, shaking her fist in emphasis. “i’m tellin’ you.”

[hyunarkarchive]

pretty flower;;

@dabinrk​

hyuna always liked flowers, it wasn’t a surprise to anyone that came over to her place and found massive vases filled with flowers. sometimes seasonal, sometimes they were replaced by plants in pots, it depended. today however, she felt like she wanted some of her favorite ones.

yellow tulips. they always managed to brighten her day, even if it was one of the slightly darker ones, the ones where she had no energy. especially with the mga’s, it was harder with going about at times, because people recognized her. it was weird, knowing people are aware of who you were. yet, it didn’t stopped hyuna from walking to the flower shop she had been going by on her way back home and walking in.

instantly, she headed to the massive rolls of tulips, and she was in her own little happy world. enough to not realize she wasn’t alone, and that she reached for a flower at the same time as someone else. hyuns instantly lifted her head up, meeting the gaze of a very pretty girl, enough to rival the tulips in her eyes. 

“ah, i’m really sorry.“ she spoke up, smiling apologetically at the girl, eyes lingering on her face in rather awe before retreating her hand.