#ft. seojin

[lgcxnoeul]

SWEET HOMECOMING

It felt fitting to celebrate with Seojin at his father's restaurant. He had merely kept the idea vague, knowing that Seojin wouldn't question the chill method of figuring out what to eat the day of, down to the minute. What his friend didn't know was that his father had planned for them to show up during family dinner at the restaurant. It had been awhile since the two of them had visited the restaurant, but he knew from his father that their former coworkers were rooting for them.

He heads down to the lobby, plopping himself on the couch to wait on Seojin. Coincidently, the two of them had decided to come to practice on their day off. It made more sense than heading back home to meet up in an hour. He lifts a hand to wave at his friend when he emerges from the elevator, barely making the effort to sit upright. He felt too comfortable after sinking into the cushion. "How was practice?" He extends his arm out, requesting for Seojin to pull him back up. "What are you in the mood for? Fried chicken? Pizza? Pasta?"

@lgcseojin

[lgcxnoeul]

off the record

"Huh," He mumbles, stumbling into the padded area where he had left the two men alone. He sported one of his mischievous smiles, teeth and all. He lifts the fancy plastic cup, tapping on the side with his fingers. "There is a smoothie bar towards the back and the lady looked at me weird when I asked how much the add-ons would be? She just scanned my bracelet and didn't charge me at all." He settles in between them, taking a sip of the purple concoction and he wrinkles his nose when he realizes the chocolate powder hadn't masked the veggies he had added to the smoothie. "Do you think I got scammed?"

Despite feeling out of place in the spa-like jjimjilbang, he made himself comfortable on the padded platform. He offers the plastic cup to Seojin, practically forcing him to take a sip. "I thought the plastic was glass, but duh! You can't use glass when we're all in socks..." He mumbles, staring ahead when a group of older women past them and eye them with disdain. He was desperate in filling the silence between them, but perhaps, he was going about it the wrong way. "Should we talk candidly about what's eating at us, or are we going to pretend like everything is all dandy and unicorns? I would love to do the latter, but my rash has returned and you're both not making it any better."

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[lgcxnoeul]

biggest fan

He had taken advantage of their intermediate break by exploring the store instead of grabbing something to drink, or run to the bathroom like the rest of the models. In hindsight, he would most likely regret not listening to the suggestion from the staff member, but he was too overly stimulated by the nonstop interactions of the event-goers. He had a hard time seeing them as fans. Perhaps, his sister had successfully humbled him before his ego could inflate his head.

He catches Seojin returning to his spot behind the table used for signing the autographs. He had been elated at the fact that he would be reunited with his friend. He knew those chances were going to be rare in the future, especially when he debuted under the new sub-label. He rushes to stand in front of his friend, mischievous smile forming on his lips when he makes eye contact with the older man.

"Park Seojin-ssi, I'm your biggest fan!" He exclaims, clasping his hands in front of him and looking down at him with an earnest expression that his acting coach would be more than satisfied with had he been there to witness it. "I would give you my firstborn, but instead, I promise to support until the end of time..." He is unable to stifle the laughter bubbling to the surface, leaning forward and placing his hands on the table separating the two of them. "Can you please sign my forehead?"

@lgcseojin

[lgcxnoeul]

assembly line chaos

"Hyung, your handwriting is better than mine, right?" His fingers were smeared with the ink from the permanent marker. He had crossed out several pages on the notebook, feeling frustrated when he didn't think to wait a few more seconds to allow for the ink to dry. He had been documenting the amount of lunch boxes that had been finished, but despite the stacked pile on the table, he knew the group was a long way from being finished.

They weren't professionals. He could hear his father in the back of his mind demanding anyone that didn't know anything about food safety to get out of the kitchen. He had never been asked to jump into the kitchen for obvious reasons. His father would be having a field day, but luckily, the cafe's staff had been patient and jumping in when any of them needed help.

"Does this take you back to your days in the kitchen?" He questions, tilting his head slightly to glance at the incoming batch of food prepared to be plated and packaged. It was a bit ironic to have the person with the most experience in their plating team, but he figures that Seojin would appreciate the break from cooking, or at the very least make sure that their lunch boxes were presentable and of quality. He offers the notebook and permanent marker, toothy grin appearing on his face. It was his last attempt of ridding himself of any responsibility for the rest of the day. "Can you take over?"

@lgcseojin

[lgcxnoeul]

noraebang battle

Sundays was the day of the week to look forward to for most trainees. No training sessions, practice, or workshops to attend. He would have been one of the many trainees to completely check out on Saturday night and not resurface until Monday morning. Sundays for him were dictated by outside factors that he had no control over like the rest of the week. He would either need to finish his assignments before the week began or be called to fill in at his father’s restaurant. 

It was common for his day of freedom to be derailed, forcing him in different directions without much of a say from him. His father wasn’t a tyrant. He had seen a shift in attitude from Noeul last year, especially in terms of his maturity. It meant that he was far more benevolent when he saw the sign of weariness displayed on his son’s features whenever he visited the restaurant during the weekends. Today was one of those days for Noeul despite having been absent for months due to the debut bootcamp. He hadn’t even reached his work station before he was pushed out of the door and was told to not return until his free time was over.

Feeling the cold air on his face had re-energized him, but now he didn’t know what to do with too much freedom on his hands. He reaches for his phone inside the pocket of his jacket, unlocking it with ease and selecting the second conversation in his messaging app. He quickly taps out his message for ( @lgcseojin / @lgcbk ), barely looking at the screen while he heads back towards the station. 

【 남은 음식 💥】

Drop everything and meet me at the convenience store near the dorms. Let's blow some steam. What are we in the mood to eat? It's on me. 🎤

[lgcxnoeul]

today's mood

With the removal of free training for the entire month, Noeul was stuck finessing his language skills until his progress was evaluated by one of the coaches, but the evaluation seemed too easy. Was there a catch to the evaluation? It couldn't be just presentation. He expected questions to be thrown at him by the coach to assess whether or not he could have a casual conversation about the topic he had chosen to present. He had merely graduated nearly two weeks ago, but his father had been right when he reminded him during his speech that learning was never over.

Although, he would have loved a reprieve from studying for a couple more weeks at least, but he knew he had it easier than the majority of the other trainees. He wondered if the coaches were impressed that he hadn't complained at least once, or ended up distracted and wandering the halls of the company instead of studying. He had even jokingly told his friends to speak to him only in English for the entire month. He should have known that ( @lgcseojin ) out of all his friends would have taken him up on the idea and hold him accountable whenever he reverted back to Korean out of frustration.

Being roommates, coworkers, and training together meant that he would have to constantly be thinking and responding back in English, which was challenging to say the least when he was still a novice. On this particular day, Noeul had childishly refused to speak English to Seojin and instead non-verbally expressed his disgruntlement with his fingers whenever he saw him in the hallway. It was merely out of jest as the two acted more like brothers, and unsurprisingly, Noeul was the least mature out of the two.

"How is acting, hm?" He questions stubbornly in his native language, plopping down beside the older man on the floor, before continuing with a cheeky grin. "Do you even need to work on that skill? I thought melodrama was your thing."

[lgcxnoeul]

【✖】 LEGACY HALL BATTLE — EPISODE 003

Clue: Start by facing partly away from the 'audience' with legs spread far apart. Right arm must be positioned on the right thigh in a triangle. Left hand comes out to caress the right side of your body. Move your hips side to side.

"Wait, wait—" Noeul lifted his arm up in the air to protest the clue given to the pair by the producer, shaking his head for good measure. His mind was completely blank, which embarrassed him somewhat since he had boldly proclaimed a 5-0 win against Seojin at the beginning of the episode. He knew that his friend wouldn't be offended by his confident attitude and would most likely use it add fuel to his friend's impressive competitive nature. So far, he had been able to guess two songs before Seojin, but the win still out of his grasp now that the third song was presented and he had no clue what the song could be. "Isn't this too vague? Who wrote this?"

"Are you conspiring against me?" He accuses, feigning annoyance despite being unable to keep the amused grin from spreading across his face. "Can you please read the description one more time for us?" He requests with a pleading motion of his hands. He leans closer towards the camera to listen intently to the words while attempting to follow the instructions, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. He found the choreography that was described on paper to feel awkward and his mind was unable to be conjure up any potential song. He turns to Seojin with a perplexed expression on his face, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'm convinced that this isn't an actual choreography."

Would Seojin come out victorious?

@lgcseojin

[lgcxnoeul]

( wanna be a rock )

Chuseok celebrations had come and went. Admittedly, the break was short enough to re-energize, but somehow, he had come out of it worse than he had hoped. He had a difficult time getting back into their usual routine, and was more prickly than usual. He didn't enjoy himself being like this, which only meant that his friends enjoyed him much less. Luckily, his friends could get some reprieve from his sour mood unlike himself. He hadn't meant to be a smart mouth to his close friends. By the end of the week, he had no choice but to try to mend it the best way that he knew how: the Saturday evening group dinner, or family dinner how he affectionally called it often.

He had suggested the humble barbecue restaurant that the group often frequented for meals since it was only one bus stop away from the company building. The owners were an elderly couple that found them charming enough to give them extra side dishes, but he wondered if it was for the group to order more meat than they could eat in one setting, which had proven to not be a challenge at all. He rushes to the entrance of the restaurant and opens the door, holding onto the door handle for his friends to enter first with a motion of his hands.

"Dinner is on me!" He announces, lifting his phone in the air after greeting the elderly man behind the counter. "I got my allowance so order whatever you want." He heads to their usual table, far away from the entrance in a corner to be able to visualize the entire restaurant when it started getting 'full' with patrons. Usually, they were one of the first and one of the last to leave. He often joked that their group brought the other customers since it tended to get busier after their trio arrived. "Should we start with drinks?"

@lgcbk & @lgcseojin