#ix. messages

[hrxblaqk]

Stares at.

prompt.

she’s young; it’s exactly what blaqk notices first. for it, he’s not immediately inclined to approach. her gaze is certainly set in his direction but he’s uncertain if he is the focus. she seems lost in thought and blaqk is beginning to wonder if she’s trying to place him. perhaps she doesn’t know his name but she may have come across previous promotions and advertisements. awkwardly, he lifts a hand and waves to her, as not to disturb the other customers of this quiet bookstore. he doesn’t speak but hopes the movement will break her doll-like gaze upon him and help to discover whether the girl even knows who he is or has simply been spacing out the entire time.

[hrxblaqk]

Catches them.

prompt.

blaqk was lucky the boy had been paying more attention than himself. eating concrete would have been embarrassing in its own right but he did not think his stylists would have appreciated him ripping or staining clothes he had sworn wouldn’t get dirty on his short trip to the corner store. the day had been long and while they had assistants on set to get the boys anything they needed, blaqk had wanted a short escape from the bustle. the perfect opportunity came as one of the other members became the crew’s focus and blaqk had hurriedly left with permission. 

pressed for time, blaqk hadn’t noticed the uneven footing but the younger man was stronger than he looked and did a good job of keeping blaqk on his feet. straightening himself up, blaqk smoothed the front of his jacket. he waved a hand to one of the approaching managers, wordlessly telling him he was fine and the boy didn’t need to be shuffled away. laughing at his own clumsiness, blaqk finally thanked him and asked, “were you on your way to the store? let me buy you something. someone would’ve had my head if i fell.”

[hrxblaqk]

“ i need you to trust me. ”

prompt.

“i always trust you,” blaqk replied, easily and honestly. in the months they have known each other, there had yet to be a moment in which blaqk felt his privacy or his image was on the line. if she told him aliens had starting invading the earth, there was no doubt he would believe her. however, personal trust did not translate as well into trust in her strength. he was not large by many means but he was still concerned of taking her down with him if he happened to slip on the ice. if anything, he trusted her but he did not trust himself. nonetheless, blaqk still pushed his hand towards her, believing in his friend to guide him onto the ice and to teach him something he had never done before. “please, forgive me if we both eat ice.”

[hrxblaqk]

Dances with.

prompt.

blaqk was not a dancer. while his musicality gave him enough grace to find a beat, his moves were unrefined and suited primarily for laughs on variety shows. he was fairly decent at body rolls but those moves were reserved for their performances, primarily of those given only to their fans. however, if he was to feature on velvet beauty’s instagram in order to promote the brand, he wanted it to have a punch. in the end, he decided a short playful dance with the owner and creator could do the trick. but as he held daeun’s waist, swaying their bodies to the soft piano playing through the speakers, he began to regret his choice. “i’m sorry. i thought if it was a slow song it might be easier. should we try something faster?”

[hrxblaqk]

Shares a treat.

prompt.

while not the best of friends, blaqk would call daehyun, at the very least, a friendly acquaintance. his interactions with daehyun were brief, to say the least, reserved to quick greetings and the few chances he and the roommates all managed to find time to play a few rounds of multiplayer games together.

he and daehyun weren’t close, but blaqk held a positive view of him, if only for the reason of trusting jisoo and karin’s judgement. he and jisoo were still reconnecting but karin, he trusted her with his life. for it, blaqk easily accepted daehyun’s offer to share. the scent of the treat had been what had lured him into the kitchen, after all. it smelled divine and while he knew he wasn’t supposed to cheat on his diet, what the company didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them. raising the food to his lips and taking a bite that he swore to himself to be his only one, blaqk finally thought to ask, “did you make this?”

[hrxmisook-blog]

“You seem so perfect. I don’t get it.”

prompt.

→ flattery can get many people into many places. in this situation, misook is in a good mood and willing to entertain the stranger. while his looks need some refining, she can appreciate the man’s hidden attractiveness. plus, her husband had just left and, ever scorned by her situation every time she was reminded of it, she was in the mood to play. 

the whole of south korea knows of her marriage and yet, misook is still bold. she rests her chin in the palm of her hand and looks up at the man from beneath her lashes. she smile is slow and not unlike a cat about to pounce. she’s making attempts now to draw the man into her game and she dearly hopes he’ll be willing to play. 

“why don’t you have a seat and tell me what seems to be so perfect?”

[hrxmisook-blog]

“I’m not comfortable with this conversation.”

prompt.

→ irritation sweeps across the model’s features before misook can catch and cage it. it’s a split second exposure, revealing her true thoughts, but just as quickly as it comes, she schools her expression into something a little more neutral. granted, misook has never been an actress and traces of her emotions remain in the tension of her jaw and the slight furrow of her brows.

misook hardly knows the girl but she had wanted to understand how she could have taken such leaps so carelessly but, she realizes now, her questions may have made the girl anxious. so instead, she waves off the awkward interaction and finishes with, “well, certainly reach out if you ever desire to go back to where you were. i’m certain i could help patch some things up for you.”

[hrxblaqk]

❝ your hands are freezing. ❞

prompt.

he regrets touching his chilled fingers to her warm knuckles but it couldn’t be helped as she passed the warm cup of tea to him. 

 “exactly why i’m so grateful for this.” 

he gives karin a bright smile as he tips the cup in her direction but can’t help the sharp intake of breath as his body is rocked with a shiver, still struggling to warm itself up. he should be accustomed to the cold at this point but he will never be a fan of it. anytime rubato traveled to warmer climates during the winter, he was always thankful. this year, however, he managed to be unlucky. no set plans and no warm weather. it seemed as if the chill was never going to leave.

bringing the cup close to his chest, blaqk sought to steal more of its warmth despite already being in the younger woman’s home. “if you have a blanket, i wouldn’t mind borrowing it.”