#hgdguk

[hgdstephanie-blog]

( suit & tie . )

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Class had barely been dismissed when Stephanie was pulling her phone out, carelessly throwing her books into her bag with her free hand. After Jay’s phone call early yesterday morning, she had been wracking her brain, trying to figure out how the hell she was gonna pull off this particular request of his, and it was midway through her lecture that she’d found her solution: Jeon Jeongguk.

“You want me to buy you a suit?”  “Please.”  “And... why can’t you buy yourself a suit?”  “It’s cadaver week, Bon. I have nothing on my mind but making sure I slice open some dead man’s chest properly. Besides. You’re better at picking out clothes than I am.” 

Stephanie had tried to reason with him; a) he had plenty of suits already, b) there were bound to be other people -- people not on the other side of the world, that is -- that could find him a suit, and c) “...ceebs, dude.” Jay, however, was having none of it. The problem, frankly, was not the request to buy a suit. It was remembering his size that Stephanie was having trouble with. It’d been more than four years since she’d bought her best friend any kind of clothing, and even his most recent ugly selca was not enough indication of whether he’d shrunk or grown since the last time she’d been in New York. So she drowned out her professor’s voice in favour of listing off every male she knew in Hongdae, picturing each of them in the hopes that one of them, at least one of them, was of a similar build to Jay. 

Bless the heavens above for Jeon Jeongguk.

✉ baby hash brown → HASH BROWN!!!   ✉ baby hash brown → busy?   ✉ baby hash brown → i need your help with something  ✉ baby hash brown → meet me out the front of campus my child

[hgdxchorong]

abalone, aegerine & alagate.

;abalonewhat kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally

Chorong is literally afraid of committment and trust, so whenever people either question or challenge her in these to areas, her mind goes into meltdown and her emotions get tangled up in “should I” or “should I not” types of responses - similar to a fight or flight response in any scary situation.

;aegerinemy muse’s opinion of the supernatural

Chorong is a sceptic when comes to the supernatural, although she like to see psychics just for the sake of it and see what the “supernatural” has predicted fot her future. While she still respects people for their belief in the supernatural, she silently judges them in her mind. On the other hand, she loves the TV show “Supernatural” (GO TEAM DEAN!)

;agatewhat calms my muse down

answered!

[hgdtae]

jade, sapphire, lapis lazuli, zoisite & biotite.

jade; if my muse would ever cheat on a partner

taehyung would never cheat in a committed relationship. not purposefully, at least, and if he happened to drunkenly fall into bed with someone other than his lover the guilt would eat him alive. it might upset him enough to go completely sober, or at least try in an attempt to make it up to his partner. he would come clean about it if it happened, but with many a tear and begging for forgiveness and a second chance.

sapphire; if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose

the pressure would be too much. there’s no way he could ever choose a family member over another, a friend over each other, or even family over friends and vice versa. taehyung may simply throw himself over the cliff to avoid making the decision. he can’t save three, but at least they’d all be going out together.

lapis lazuli; where ‘home’ is to my muse

a year ago, it would be easy to answer that home was a comfortable house in los angeles with his mother and father, but after traveling to the other side of the world and living there taehyung is second guessing this. he doesn’t have one place he considers home anymore; certainly not his dorm, and his father’s house is just as comfortable but it’s not where he lives anymore. taehyung considers himself a little bit homeless at this point in his life.

zoisite; does my muse believe everything’s going to work out for them in the end or not?

he’s very much an optimist! taehyung looks to his past and sees his own improvement. likewise he looks to the future and imagines a similar trend. he believes in the good in the world, so he figures that he’ll have a happy ending even if it’s not quite fairy tale quality. he really would like to go out fighting a dragon though; that would put him down in the history books for sure.

biotite; the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with

he’s struggling with his identity. taehyung isn’t just a california boy, he’s never considered himself as such. he’s not quite korean despite his heritage and he’s not quite american despite the place of his birth and childhood. he’s not the promiscuous party boy he was in high school, at least not really. he still has some of those habits, but he’s loathe to let them define him again. in short, taehyung isn’t quite sure who he is.

[hgdstephanie-blog]

( a sky full of stars . )

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Stephanie’s shaken the hands of CEOs of national banks in the US. She’s had dinner with politicians from around the world, and high-fived the French president years before calculus became a thing in her life. When she was sixteen, she sat ten feet away from Kobe Bryant at the NBA finals. But even that -- none of that -- could compare to right now: superstar Jeon Jeongguk, two feet in front of her, ordering coffee, camera in hand. 

Holy guacamole. This is not a drill. 

Truthfully, Stephanie was no stranger to cameras. She’d spotted them countless times at galas and conferences she’d accompanied her mother at in the past. But to have the lens almost pointed directly at her? Well, that was new. 

Discovering Jeon Jeongguk was something akin to an accident, when research for a paper had her looking up videos on accents and dialects -- it made sense, she swore: accent analysis and cultural Anthropology connected, surely. Maybe. If you squint. Either way, putting “Busan” and “Seoul” in the search bar at the same time leads from one kind of video to another, and now, two months later, here Stephanie stands, probably looking like an idiot. 

“Uh... um...” Stephanie had no idea where to look. It probably wasn’t wise for her to freeze now of all times -- the line of customers behind Jeongguk was most definitely growing -- but holy smokes, Batman. What do we do? She cast another wary glance at the camera, before clearing her throat and smoothing her hands down her apron, stained with drops of espresso and cake icing. “Sorry. Could you-- I mean,” Stephanie stopped herself, clearing her throat again and switching back to Korean, gaze falling to the register -- duh, Steph! “Could you repeat your order real quick?”