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[ecxnamjoon-blog]

The younger girl slides into one of the empty bar stools, her eyes cast down and not looking at the older boy. She holds some flowers up towards him, biting on her bottom lip before she speaks, "I'm sorry about how I acted at the Spring Festival."

“flowers,” he replied dubiously, raising an eyebrow-- glancing around, because he’s sure one of his coworkers would love to tease him about a girl bringing him flowers while he’s at work. or yoongi. thank god yoongi wasn’t here. he sighs, before gently shaking his head, smiling gently in hopes that would ease her fears. “i’m not mad, don’t worry about it, okay? no need to bring flowers-- they probably fit better in your hands, anyways. i’m not much of a flowers guy unless i’m giving them to others in some poor attempt to flirt with them-- but don’t worry about me.” he’s trying to not be awkward about this, okay?

[ecxjiyeon]

“I have to fix this on my own.”

“No,” she said, her voice firm and stable. There was a tone of clarity and steel within it that translated clearly (even without the use of much gestures) — Park Jiyeon was utterly and irrevocably serious, and not taking no for an answer constituted being serious. 

“I was at fault too,” she said, pointing to the shattered ceramic pot on the ground. She was going to refund the pot (she had thought gardening would be a good thing for her to do, but her cactus died within days — she didn’t even know they could die —, her rose grew to the colour of dirt within hours — she does not possess any powers leading to death and decay, but her thumbs certainly weren’t green —, and apparently watermelons do not grow in pots) to the nursery, but there it laid on the ground shattered (as her dreams of becoming a gardener was). 

“And,” she said cheekily. “How could you possibly fix this?” 

[ecxkjongdae]

Not so out of place | KJD & JSJ

Needless to note that White Day was a bust, Jongdae finds himself spending the weekend in the library because it was the next safest place after his dorm room. The only issue was that it was a Saturday and he should actually be out there exploring the city as he gained more confidence in himself and what to expect. But being shaken after yesterday made him a little more wary than usual, and it seems like he isn't alone in that: the library was a little more crowded than usual.

Jongdae establishes 'His Spot' at the corner of a long table by the window, letting in enough light to keep himself alert and leaving his view open to the entire room (he never did like those cubicles; they made him sleepy). Although Jongdae was fascinated by older things like books and computers, he was pretty happy (and relieved) with the ease of holographic technology, pretty much carrying the world on his wrist. He uses it to access his books for class and to supplement it with more material is he didn't understand ...

But even the ease of technology doesn't exactly change Jongdae's wandering mind. It was probably 10 minutes into the inner-workings of the human cells before he's thinking about what mail delivery must have been like generations before him because the Golgi Apparatus was somehow akin to a postal service..