#gnxjongup

[nxverlvnd]

When The Clock Strikes Midnight ♛ Hyelim & Jongup

She didn't expect to get bid on, she just signed up for fun but someone surprised her and bid on her for the date auction. However, to even further surprise her, L.Joe gave her to Jongup for the date. She had told Jongup and he seemed, shocked and hesitant to go on a date with her. Hyelim had offered for them to say that they went on a date but he seemed to be ok with it.

Hyelim and Jongup's relationship had been somewhat awkward ever since their 'breakup' but they've slowly began to trust each other again. The girl still felt scared to open her heart back to him but she knew, deep down inside, that she still loved him. They had been out together and talked normally now as friends, Hyelim, however, still felt that skipped heartbeat as she did when they were together.

So here she was, on New Year's Eve waiting for him with a gift in hand. Hyelim tugged on her dress and lightly fixed her hair, she had spent so much time getting ready for this date, she wanted to look pretty for him. She was in the middle of touching up on her lip gloss when she saw him, a smile came up on her lip. "Uppie. Over here." She said, walking over to him now, gift in her hands.

[gndtaehyung]

Tis was Christmas Eve and not many kids decided to stay at university for the holidays, but where did Jongup have to go being his parents were dead and his Aunt ventured back to the states on business. He thought Taehyung was staying home back at the dorms to so when he went over midway through the afternoon through the bathroom, connecting door to see if anyone was in was when he set up his little plan. He placed a note with a stuffed lion on his bed with a note,

Vivi,

If you're looking for you little lion I hid it with you Christmas gift! You have to find it. It's in my room though, so see you eventually.

-Jongup

Taking the other lion he had won his best friend in New York, he wandered back to his room, shutting the doors behind him. He sat on his bed, with the lion, staring up at his phone until his eyes started to feel droopy. He placed his phone on the nightstand and gabbed the last  note, taping it to his lions stomach. 

You found the lion, which means you found your present! Just like in the states, let's have a sleepover on Christmas. 

It's lame but that's how I roll, you know that. Merry Christmas.

-Jongup

p.s. If you find this while I'm sleeping wake me up! :)R

Returning to the dorm that evening Taehyung immediately noticing something was off. Looking around the room he didn't notice anything off until he looked at his bed and spotted his lion was missing a new lion was bed. Grabbing the lion he carefully read the the note smiling to himself.

Walking through the connecting he found Jongup sleeping on the bed. Walking over he found the lion cradled in Jongup's arms. Carefully he managed to take the lion and read the note. Climbing on the bed he pushed Jongup of the bed hoping that would wake him up.  

[gnxyura]

Dance Class; Jongup & Yura

‘Crap, I’m going to be late!’ she thought, frantically turning the corner and making her way across the building. Being late to her favorite class was not an option for Yura. Her sneakers thudded softly against the polished wood floor as she quickly made her way down the hallway. Finally, the bronze name plate with the words, “Studio A” appeared in her peripheral vision.

A sigh of relief escapes through her parted lips as she steps in front of the door, stopping for a quick second to brush her heavy bangs out of her eyes. Mentally prepared with an excuse as to why she was late, she bursts through the door, lowering her gaze to the floor as she bows.

“Seonsangnim, forgive me for being late. It won’t happen aga-“ she stops mid-apology, finally having looked up. There were several pairs of eyes on her, and she stared back with great confusion. Who were these people? She recognized none as her eyes swiftly looked at each face, until they met a familiar pair.

[gnxhyorin]

▶ ▷ drop it like it's hot || HYR ↔ JOU

It was wrong but the female was excited about checking out the dance studio because hearing about it from the students wasn’t enough to quench her thirst to see it. So, after class she headed there with the signature smile on her thick lips she made time to stop at her desk and drop off her things before heading there. It had been so long since she had actually danced other than the clubs in America but that got her some attention she didn’t want. They were pretty annoying but at least here, they didn’t touch you. But in reality, she hadn’t been to a club since she had got here and the only dancing she had done was around her apartment with a hair brush against her lips. That was her free time.

Moving down the hall, her heels made sound but there was a beat playing and she could hear it all the way down the hall. The long black hair was pulled up in a high pony tail, it hanging past her shoulder blades. Bangs hung in her face as she moved forward, peeking around the corner to peer in. Surprised, but not, to see a single dancer she continued to peek around the corner with her white nails gripping the wood as she blinked. His moves were nice and sharp but there was something off and she couldn’t put her finger on it. Moving to sit on her heels, the female continued to watch as she tilted her head before it almost hit her like a brick.

Standing up, the female moved towards the radio system and pressed the square button. The beat abruptly stopped and she crossed her arms over her chest as she lend back against the table, her ankles crossing as she blinked a few times at him. Silence filled the room and she didn’t really see it awkward before finally she heaved a sigh.

“What dance are you trained in?” Husky voice passed through her lips as she moved forward, remembering the moves. Of course, he was trained in what he was performing but sometimes they knew more than what they were comfortable with. But she couldn’t read anything behind his movements more than just what he was. Taking it just for face value, she kept her arms crossed under her chest as she came to a stop in front of the mirror.

“Ballet? Jazz? Modern? Ballroom?” If this school really didn’t educate the dancers with ballet, as a main thing for them, it was pathetic. Ballet was the basis of all dance and even though she couldn’t stand it, she was in ballet when she was a child. It was one of the only dance classes she took until she was about sixteen. But it gave her an edge that many dancers didn’t and the muscle control always helped. 

[gnxdivaheechul]

♥ Red Hot 301 Class // Riding the Pole Tonight ♥

6:41 PM. Mysterious Alleyway in Seoul.

This fraudulent ass of a professor just couldn’t resist playing a little mind game with his students to see if any of them could navigate the streets of Seoul without getting lost or kidnapped. This class session was almost like a mini field trip sans the costs and annoying attendance slips—in his mind they should be thrilled as hell to finally escape their stuffy dorms and explore the outdoors for a change. And where better than to wonder through the neon lights pulsating over the street from blocks of skyscrapers disappearing into the night sky...

Heechul leaned his juicy ass onto a metal railing supported by a small staircase, his hand curled before his lips as he sucked on a lit cigarette squished between his knuckles. He reached his other hand up for a gray beanie cap squishing down his luscious brown locks and dragged the hem closer to his eyes, “If I hear any damn complaints from these kids I might just flick this cigarette into their eyes, heh.”

The sound of car tires rolling across the pavement filled the street as a sea of vehicles charged through the intersection, his eyes staring down at the yellow taxis below in search of a familiar face behind their glossy windows. The muted foghorns of large trucks speeding past the small porch he stood upon muddled with the sounds of the city and ruffled the dark clothing covering his slim body.

“Any minute now,” He sighed deeply and released a cloud of smoke into the night air, his wrist curled before his face as he stared down at his silver watch, “I wonder if any of them even know how to use a freaking gps map and hail a cab without ending up in a massage parlor, shit’s taking too fucking long.”