#ikzhen

[ikrisa-blog1]

@ikzhen

“come on, it won’t be that bad.” a playful, teasing grin reached the woman’s lips, her boyfriend’s apparent disdain for social events amusing her. she knew that he had no interest in going, finding the gathering pointless and annoying. but risa wanted zhihao to enjoy himself or, at least, learn how to. however, the rapper also knew that the soloist had his limits so she decided to compromise. “we’re already here so let’s just stick around for an hour.” she pressed a quick kiss against his cheek. “then we can leave and do whatever you want.”

[ikseohyung]

@ikzhen 

- THERE was no way he was lost. seohyung ( could not ) be lost in the galaxy building, god, he wondered what he did in a past life to be subjected to such hardship! god, he just needed to pee, where did bong ki ssaem go, this is not where he wanted his day to go. could he call joon ? he knew his way around the galaxy building, biting his lip, seohyung began to text his fellow trainee, when he felt himself collide with someth- no someone. flustered, the young male quickly stepped back, his eyes wide and his cheeks red. it only grew worse as he realized who he bumped into, bowing lowly at the realization he had just bumped into a big sunbae. “ sorry! i’m sooo sorry!” 

[ikxeva]

@ikzhen​

{sms} ➝ zhihao: do you want to see something cute {sms} ➝ zhihao: not as cute as me of course but it’s pretty damn close {sms} ➝ zhihao: [image] {sms} ➝ zhihao: his name is marbles isnt he cute ^^

[ikrisa-blog1]

@ikzhen

deep brown eyes stared at the phone screen in surprise, the rapper taking the time to read the brief message a few times more just to ensure that she had read the text correctly the first time. [ meet me out back ] was displayed clearly in black font, risa finally registering the words her boyfriend had sent her merely minutes prior. of course, curiosity sets in. they had spoken on the phone earlier that morning, nothing out of the usual. however, the woman couldn’t recall zhihao saying anything or even hinting on the matter that he would come by later that day. not that she minded if the smile growing on her lips was any indication. 

and so she went, grabbing her bag from beside her and heading out towards the back of the prism building like she was instructed to. and the moment she walked through those doors, she stopped just feet away -- an almost disbelieving chuckle escaping her lips at the familiar sight in front of her. “are you crazy?” she asked while approaching the motorcycle, recognizing it all to well along with the sight of its owner next to it. despite her words, it was evident that she was thoroughly amused at his gesture. “you don’t bring your motorcycle out unless you plan on on stealing me away somewhere. what are you planning, han zhihao?”

[ikrisa-blog1]

||as cliche as it gets|| - ||krs/hzh||

@ikzhen

the moment she had scurried out of his apartment, risa knew she had fucked up. not only did she sleep with her best friend, but she had left the next morning without saying a word. thinking back on it, it was all a blur honestly. they shared drinks and talked for hours like old times. some words were said and confessions were made. before she knew it, she had woken up in his arms -- the both of them in his bed, bare underneath the sheets. risa had to stop herself from freaking out, not wanting to wake up the man beside her nor wanting to deal with the awkward questions and recollections on what happened merely hours before. it wasn’t until her cell phone began vibrating like crazy under their scattered clothes that urged her to move from his hold (although she did enjoy the security), and procure her phone before it awoke zhihao. glancing at the time, she realized it was already 9 am in the morning causing her eyes to shoot wide open. she had a schedule in an hour and her manager was going crazy looking for her. after making some excuse that she was staying at a friend’s house and lost track of time (which wasn’t a total lie), risa quickly redressed herself and left the premises in a hurry -- reminding herself to call zhihao later to explain what had happened.

but she never did.

it has almost been exactly two months since then and risa could only blame herself for not making the call or reaching out to the soloist. not that zhihao tried either, but who could blame him? he was probably petrified over what had happened. and seeing how he avoided her at the summer concert, it only further proved her assumption. honestly, despite it already being two months, risa didn’t see any hope in talking to zhihao anytime soon until she entered the assigned meeting room and saw him waiting for her arrival along with the various cf staff. but if he was here, then that meant -- ...shit. this was about to get super awkward. allowing a polite smile to reach her lips (something she has learned over the years), she bowed to the cf director and staff before nodding her head towards the soloist, making sure to greet them despite the anxiousness that played her heart. the director of the cf seemed absolutely delighted that both celebrities had made it, but from the air that zhihao was given off, risa only knew that he was feeling just as awkward and anxious as he was.

[ikwencheng-blog]

ikzhen replied to your post:[[MOR] Yo yo yo. Calista’s up in hurr again w/...

“the one who keeps Zhihao chill” how sadly true

it is the truth, but he’s got him bby.

[ikrisa-blog1]

@ikzhen

rumors had been flying around the past few days that the zhen was finally returning to south korea and preparing for his long-awaited comeback after a long hiatus. at first, risa didn’t believe the rumors though she wouldn’t know anymore about it herself. they had finally spoken for the first time in three years just a few months ago and most recently, a few weeks ago after the younger male’s mother had passed away. because the soloist was still in morning, risa had assumed that zhihao would have stayed overseas a bit longer being the private and reserved person he was. so suddenly hearing that he was going back to work, it stranglely unnerved the rapper.

knowing well enough that she shouldn’t even try to go see zhihao herself, risa stayed put in the comfort of the dorm she shared with her members but concentrated on the cellular device that laid in her grip. for the past hour or so, the rapper debated whether she should contact zhihao or not -- the older worried over how zhen was handling the media as they were practically stepping on his heels every moment they got. before she could even make up her mind, her phone rested against her ear ringing -- suddenly startled when she heard a familiar voice sounding on the other end of the line. “zhihao... are you alright?”