#hanafmd

[fmdwooshik]

THE PARTY WAS BEGINNING TO wind down, and wooshik watched as idols and celebrities of the like were starting to filter out slowly. he was still sitting in the spot he had been for the past half an hour, still nursing the same drink he’d had for the same amount of time. he wouldn’t admit it willingly, but he was waiting for someone, someone he had spoken to for the entire evening - hana. wooshik had seen her a few times throughout the night, but each time she had been busy doing something or another. his eyes scanned his surrounding area, hoping that he hadn’t missed out on catching her before she left. luck was on his side for the first time that night when he caught her standing by the bar by herself. he stood up and made his way over to her, leaning against the bar. “fancy seeing you here,” he greeted, smiling at her. “get it.. fancy.” // @hanafmd

[fmdkyunghwa]

the company and fuse’s managers had given one indication only for the night – for the girls not to get in any type of trouble. overall well-behaved, fuse had gone five years without major scandals, even though cherry believed those tended to follow boygroups more so than girlgroups. it was quite a feat though and gold star clearly wasn’t at all interested in anything happening that could potentially destroy their reputation. it wasn’t like cherry planned on participating on anything that could damage her group somehow, the woman reckoned it was inevitable that at one point she’d end up doing something she wasn’t supposed to do solely because of her temper. she felt it building up, ever since her album came out and cherry was forced to realize how much of a nothing she was in the industry. all those years training, hoping to be not one of the best but the best only for her to have hit five years since debut and most people not give a damn about it. bitterness was almost her middle name. put together with a decent amount of alcohol, the woman knew she was going to end up doing something she might regret. it came in the form of a fight – she ran into someone, shoulders bumping, and as much as she would usually just keep walking, one glance at the other’s face had cherry frowning and stopping. “ ya, watch where you’re going, didn’t know you were as much of a disaster walking as you are in bed. ” 

@hanafmd​

[fmdbogeun-blog]

@hanafmd

With the dinner party finally winding down and more and more people starting to leave, Bogeun was finally starting to relax more. Stuffy, high end parties such as those, with a lot of bigwigs and important names in the industry, were never really his scene. He could mingle and make casual small talk with the best of them, if not completely blend in as if he were one of them, but it never felt authentic to him. He always had to watch the things he said, not wanting to let the wrong thing slip and have to deal with the wrath of Alien’s manager. Everyone who was close to Bogeun knew just how hard it was for him to bite his tongue, so having to do so for several hours at a time was damn near exhausting for him.

His only saving grace for the entire evening was the alcohol that was being served to all of the of age idols and staff. Bogeun didn’t hesitate to grab as many drinks as he wanted, finishing glass after glass until he had lost count of how many he’d had. He wasn’t drunk per se, but he definitely was feeling a little buzzed and his brain-to-mouth filter was starting to slacken even more. “You look like you’re having a blast.” His sarcastic comment was directed towards Hana, who was one of the few idols left behind. “Why are you still here? I thought you’d be one of the first ones gone.” He didn’t know her too well, but he knew of her enough to know that they had similar personalities. 

[fmdcandy-archive-blog]

👀 + how much of hyeju time are you willing to give up to me? 👀 + Also fmk the girls of bc

“None. That's MY wife. Stop trying to take my wife away.” 

“I'd consider sleeping with Hana ( @hanafmd ), maybe? She's hot and gorgeous. I feel like she'd be a little feisty in bed which would be fun, I must say. 

I'm already married to Hyeju ( @fmdhyeju ). If I were to marry another person and commit to a polygamous marriage it would be Alyssia ( @fmdalyssia ). She'd be the official bottom because she's tiny. 

I'll kill Alyssia too because I'm easily jealous and she keeps taking my wife away or maybe Suran (  @fmdsuran ) because she's too pretty for my liking. I'd like to consider getting rid of our maknae too, Minnie ( @fmdminhee ). She keeps taking away what's mine. I watched enough documentaries for this. I'm ready.”

[fmdwooshik]

july 27th - bangkok, thailand

EVEN THOUGH DECIPHER V WERE still in the process of preparing for their upcoming comeback, wooshik still had a lot of free time on his hands. it was only a single album, and because of the more relaxed and slowed down tempo, there wasn’t much choreography that had to be learned, so when the recordings were done, they didn’t have anything to do while the producers and the rest of the team smoothed out all of the kinks and arranged the song however they wanted it to be done. until their promotional period in september, wooshik didn’t have much else to do, which is how he found himself booking a flight to thailand just so he could go see his hoobaenim’s concert. he had missed out on the first two shows they had in seoul because of kcon, and he figured that a quick little mini vacation in bangkok wouldn’t be such a bad thing. 

he was foolish enough to believe that he would be able to attend without being recognized, but it seemed as though decipher’s fanbase in thailand was quite strong, because for most of the night, he had cameras pointed in his direction while he tried to enjoy the show. it wasn’t a huge distraction though, he didn’t allow it to ruin his time there, and when the show ended, he made his way backstage to greet the girls. but instead of a room full of his juniors, he was met with only one - not that he could really complain, because she was his favorite. of course he would never admit that out loud. “you guys were great out there,” he greeted with a smile on his face, eyes taking in the sight of hana. “where are the others? did they leave you back here all by yourself?” he teased. // @hanafmd

[fmdhyejuarchive]

it was almost awkward. cross that out. it was very awkward. she was sitting across from one of her company juniors. she knew hana by name, by face, but she doesn’t recall ever holding a proper conversation with her. they were all practically stuck here for a while⁠—another useless company get together⁠—and yet it seems that not everybody got the memo. there wasn’t anybody else in the room just yet, so here she was, stuck in a room with wish’s hana. 

clearing her throat, hyeju decided to speak up because she hated awkward silences. “i liked whatta man. thought it was really different from what you guys have released so far.” it wasn’t a lie, but it was also true that hyeju probably hasn’t listened to whatta man more than once. she can’t even remember hana’s lines. 

@hanafmd​

[fmdjoosungarchive]

⟨ joosung ➝ hana sunbaenim ⟩ you looked so pretty in whatta man!!!!!!!!!!!!! ⟨ joosung ➝ hana sunbaenim ⟩ wow!!!!!!!!! ⟨ joosung ➝ hana sunbaenim ⟩ my heart 💞💗💥💥

@hanafmd

[fmdbella]

( @hanafmd )

          there’s something to be said about the way the cars hum in the city streets, how the traffic never seems to stop and the lights are as bright as if the sun was out. in a place like seoul there’s no such thing as night and day, no such distinction in the way that energy ebbs through its veins. but she’s been here for so long now that it seems natural to her, and growing up in cities her entire life means that she feels an emptiness when there’s any sort of pause.

          so admittedly, it feels weird to be in an apartment by herself, with the traffic muffled to a low hum and light only visible through cracks in curtains. it’s like being in her own world, and she feels like it’s a metaphor for something but she’s not quite sure what.

         “no schedules tomorrow?” she inquires without looking, reaching up on her tiptoes for two cups as she waits for the water to boil. not that it really matters anyways, no one in their profession is any stranger to late nights and early mornings, and full nights of sleep come few and far between for her. and even so, she wouldn’t miss an opportunity to hang out with hana like this, just the two of them, with no outside distractions. bella sets the glasses down on the table between them, pulling the hood of her oversized sweatshirt up over her head and tying the string into a bow, effectively making a cocoon for herself. “i swear you don’t rest. which is good, i guess, since you can keep yourself busy.” she walks over to the cabinet again, looking over her shoulder at her friend. “do you want tea? i have a lot. black tea and peach and some random one my mom gave me when she visited.”