#fmdalex

[fmdhyeju]

@fmdalex asked: “can i take you out?” 

the dj was never part of what hyeju had in mind when she first made her way down to the basement. now that the roster was finished, it had become prevalent that the atmosphere down here wouldn’t be something she wanted to stick around for anymore. she was looking for her way out when she’s approached by a familiar face. she would never call alex a friend, but she’s seen him around. had some dancer friends introduce the two of them together, but all they’ve really spoken about was dancing. 

“if out means out of here then sure,” she says before taking the initiative to make her way upstairs before he can even lead her out. all she can assume is that alex wasn’t enjoying the change in atmosphere either. “would have been neater if they stuck to an artist roster. i’ve never been a fan of dj’s.” it’s a rather harsh generalization seeing that hyeju didn’t really frequent clubs or anything, but she’d rather much listen to a live artist performing in front of her. it didn’t help that the mood quickly changed along with the music change, and it was starting to get stuffy downstairs. “so how are you enjoying this lovely night?”

[fmdjoohwan]

what: the aftermath of a drunk phonecall  when: mid december? with: @fmdalex​

joohwan registers calling someone to pick her up. she doesn’t know who it is, only that it isn’t her sister. joohyun would kick joohwan’s ass for calling her at this hour when she’s in the middle of comeback promotions, and then kick her ass again for being this drunk. joohyun would still come, somehow convincing one of her members or her manager to drive her here to pick joohwan up, but that’s— that’s enough humiliation to last joohwan a lifetime, and she doesn’t want to experience that today. so she scrolls through her phone, calls someone at random, and cheers when the other picks up. she doesn’t remember what she says, nor what the other person says, but she ends the call with the feeling of having finished a duty, so joohwan assumes she got someone to pick her up.

there’s still enough time for her to drink another shot, and the entire bar cheers when she does. everybody is too goddamn fucking smashed to even remotely recognise her and tomorrow joohwan is going to be thrilled for it. she laughs — openly, thrilled, excitedly — and ignores the pang in her chest. she’s still smilling when a hand rests upon her shoulder, and she turns to the person with forced mirth written all over her face. “hyung!” ignores as well, how the word feels foreign in her tongue, wrapping her arms around his waist. “are you here to be knight in shining armour and take me home? i’ll have you know i’m as good as a damsel in distress at the moment.”

[fmdjace]

◤straight up villain

❝ type to make you cry type to put a price all up on your head do just what i said learning the choreography for wonderland, 2nd quarter of 2019 @fmdalex​

the last thing jihoon really wanted to deal with right now as being told he didn’t jump high enough and that was the reason he got called out. he was already walking on eggshells around alex, he wasn’t sure he would be able to handle learning anything else from him in the future. they were still somewhat in the middle of the process as well, it was more about mapping out the moves and the positions over being perfect. at least this dance session. so he doesn’t understand what the issue was with a half jump?

jihoon was also never the type to hold back his facial expressions, especially when he had to keep his mouth shut. alex was his age, if he remembered correctly, but the fact that he was a senior and not just any senior, polaris out of everyone, made the quantum main dancer have some respect towards him. the type of respect that was becoming negative with each passing second jihoon had to breath the same air as alex. 

i really want you to work it out

he never thought there would be a pair of words to make his blood boil even the slightest. never. but if one thing jihoon learned while being an idol, it was that there was always a first time for everything. 

“if you have an issue with me, do you mind telling me, subaenim? i would be happy to work it out, but i can’t make promises.“ he’s sarcastic, he can’t hold it in, it drips from his choice of words to his tone. he was a patient person, at least that’s what people have told jihoon in the past. but every patient person had their limits and apparently alex’s whole existence currently was jihoon’s final straw.

[fmdjinki]

⎣ º — @fmdalex​ ⎤

with album preparations being underway for impulse’s next release, jinki found himself in the studio quite a lot. even though he had his qualms and gripes with the idol lifestyle and the career path he had chosen for the time being, he couldn’t deny the fact that he actually really liked being in the studio, recording songs and working with the producers and songwriters. although that was probably more attributed to him enjoying the behind the scenes part of the music industry much more than being at the forefront of it all. 

his group members had long since left the studio, leaving jinki there to talk and chat with the producers who had been helping them while they were recording. it wasn’t until he checked the time and realized that it was getting late that he finally gathered his things and started to leave. he exited the room and started walking towards the front entrance, hands digging around in his pockets for his keys. “dammit,” he grunted when they slipped out of his grasp after finally finding them, crouching down to snatch them up. when he stood back up to his full height, he made eye contact with a semi familiar face. “uh.. alex, right?” he asked. “getting some recording done?”

[charliefmd]

a chance encounter brings @fmdalex and charlie together at a private event.

Longevity in the industry is often rewarded with exclusivity, an advantage only for the ones who have held out the longest and for those who are deemed worthy (or the one’s with enough money and the right connections to find their way in.) Dealt in hushed whispers and shrouded in secrecy, tonights’ event is hidden away from the prying eyes of the public but beware — not everyone is a friend. The purpose of tonight’s event is a celebration of sorts — of what exactly, she’s not sure but it proves to be the least of her worries because all she has to do is to show and have a good time, which she can do just fine.

The promise of alcohol draws her towards the bar, and she flags down the waiter as soon as she arrives. There’s a moment of intermission as she waits for her beverage to be made, and while she lingers she is presented by a somewhat familiar face as by fate they would meet again so soon. Tilting her head slightly, she tries to put a name to his handsome face and when they finally lock eyes, the corner of her lips curves up in a charming smile, recognition finally dawns upon her and she slowly approaches him. “Oh? What fun to see you here again.”

[fmdjaeinarchive]

it had been about two months since her start as a host for music plaza, and jaein thinks she’s gotten a hang of it by now. though she wasn’t entirely nervous in the beginning either, there was a new kind of pressure that came from having to host a show for two hours on her own since it’s not like they had guests everyday. even on the days she did have guests, they ended up usually being seniors that she couldn’t find herself being comfortable with. 

hence why today was a nice change though she’s not sure if nice is the best way to describe alex’s presence. comfortable might be a better word choice. anyway, he provided a sort of relaxing comfort that allowed her to not have to care too much about how she presented herself. there had been comments about how she appeared more comfortable throughout the show as well. he had his moments where she could tell her was being flirtatious, but she also knows how to swerve that around into a platonic relationship for her listeners and viewers. they were currently on a commercial break between the first and second part of the show when she kicks him ever so lightly beneath the desk.

“stop making me pick up after your mess,” she says in reference to a couple of comments that he made. though the statement itself may sound snarky, the smile on her face says otherwise. alex is actually a lot less work than some of the other guests she’s had on the show.

@fmdalex​, november 18th, music plaza radio booth

[fmdjude]

the odd couple

a video chat with @fmdalex

To date, Jude was still not sure how he and Alex were friends (not that he would ever admit such a thing to anyone’s face). Really, considering the animosity and the lies their relationship began with, it was a miracle they hadn’t killed each other. At the very least, Jude should have alienated Alex by this point in time. He didn’t do well with forming bonds, usually ruining them and pretending he didn’t want to be friends with them in the first place. But, he hadn’t ruined it this time despite his prickly exterior. Instead, the two of them were talking despite the fact that the cameras were off and that Jude was overseas, promoting with Origin. 

The video chat had barely started when Jude began, not even bothering with a greeting. He was never one for small talk anyways and he might have respected Alex a little too much to pretend otherwise.

“If I get another request for aegyo, I may end up murdering someone before I get to go back to Korea,” he said. “I guess I could still write from jail. But, it would definitely put a dent in my fans.” 

Jude sighed, before changing the subject. He was a broken record at this point. Maybe when he turned thirty or something he would be able to drop the façade or at least upgrade his image into something less nauseating. 

“So, remind me again, what kind of souvenir did you want from the Big Apple?”

[fmdjude]

🛌💚🤳

🛌my muse’s biggest nightmare

This is definitely prying into Yejun’s most personal insecurities, and I love it. His worst nightmare is to wake up and realize everything has been a lie. To find himself back at home, in his bed, probably working middle management at some company run by another Choi. His parents still don’t know what his real life is like. That would absolutely kill him. 

💚what does my muse get envious over?

Answered here. 

🤳name three physical imperfections my muse has (birthmarks, gray hairs, muscular definition, etc)

Yejun’s most obvious imperfection is his height. He does not mind it as much as he minds people’s reactions to it. Like, being short is not that bad, just means he has to occasionally climb a counter to reach the top shelf, but people seem to treat him like a baby because of it. He is one of the oldest members of Origin, so it is understandably annoying for him.  He also has more lean muscle than vanity muscles; he is deceptively strong though. He has definitely also developed a few grays from working with the rest of Origin though.