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what we deserve.

( rktaeyeon )

she steps into the small restaurant and her cheeks are stained pink from the exercise. joohyun tries to calm down her breathing as she strips her coat and drapes it over her forearm, fishing her cellphone from her jeans to send taeyeon a quick text since the older girl is nowhere to be seen. it’s been a while since they were able to meet. managing classes and her schedule in nova was tough and narrowed significantly her free hours. and then joohyun was graduating and she spent even more time in nova - and now she has the problem of her apartment in her hands, or rather, the lack of an apartment. the girl wass been spending her nights in nova, trusting taemin with ares while she still tried to find a place for her to stay. she constantly sighs, thinking that just one year ago, she had eric which was nothing but the perfect roommate for her. her new place, as all the ones she didn’t share, is very small and uncomfortable, but she doesn’t mind. 

all of this made free time very short for her. she’s been texting taeyeon constantly, though, unable to shake the need to keep in touch. sometimes, joohyun calls her when things fall silent in nova, happy to hear her voice. it gave her a lot of time to think and wonder - about what taeyeon means to her and about her permanence in the younger’s life. again, joohyun isn’t sure about anything. she doesn’t want to poison taeyeon’s life with her presence, but as usual, taeyeon has been insistent. when joohyun gets hopeful, she thinks that taeyeon is immune to her. she doubts, but she hopes so. 

joohyun asks for a table and is taken to rather private table which she’s grateful for. she lets taeyeon know that she’s already in the place they decided to meet - a small, cozy restaurant somewhere between nova and kt entertainment -  and slips her eyes through the menu, her stomach already rolling with hunger. and maybe a bit of excitement. 

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kitty sitting.

( taeminrk )

in all honesty, joohyun is kind of desperate. it has been an year since the last time she was kicked from an apartment. she forgot how it felt like and she isn’t happy to to relive it. she came back from a long day in nova only to find out that she was going to move out. during other times, it has been simple. or simpler, at least. but now she has a cat and she can’t bring ares to nova with her where she plans to spend her nights until she finds another place to stay.

so she texts taemin, saying she’ll drop by. when they first met, he was the one to help her and she was running out of options now. so even though her pride is threatening to choke her to death, she finds her way to her friend’s apartment with bags on her hands and a frown on her face. ares is asleep in his little cage and she’s thankful he’s not making things even harder. 

the brunet rings the doorbell and her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth. she really doesn’t want to do that, but hopefully, taemin would accept it without asking for too many information.

“hey” she says, too softly to sound like herself. she clears her throat. “so, will you invite me in?”

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not alone for christmas.

( rktaeyeon ) 

she seeks shelter from the cold weather in a far too fancy coffee shop as she waits. joohyun is buried in her thick coat and hidden behind her scarf and she looks off. christmas never meant a lot for her. granted, korean’s tradition for christmas is that one must spend the day with a lover rather than family, so it was never an exciting holiday. the only christmas she did have someone to share the festivities is a bitter memory now. that is, because this specific someone was none else than her abusive ex-boyfriend (and looking at it now, it was a pretty ordinary date). 

joohyun isn’t sure of what she’s doing, having taken a bus to get from hongdae to gangnam when her training hours ended. she knows that taeyeon has extra training due to the gayos and isn’t going to be available until late. but fortunately, the journey to gangnam ate some of her time and now she is divided. a part of her wants to follow the original plan and wait for taeyeon to leave kt but other part of hers just want to grab the next bus and go home. this isn’t usual for her and she has to tell herself to calm the fuck down. with a sigh, joohyun decided to do something that would stop her from being indecisive about waiting for taeyeon - she would tell her she’s waiting. with quick fingers, she gets her phone and types quick texts. 

( txt: blondie ) hey, tell me when you get off kt ( txt: blondie ) i’m nearby

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all who wander are lost.

( rkrxcky )

an exasperated sigh leaves the pink lips as she paces to and fro in the hallway. joohyun is positive that she is soon to dig a hole in nova’s expensive floor, but she can’t help herself, biting her lip in frustration. the thing is, joohyun hates when she can’t be independent. she hates when she needs to ask for help and she hates when it’s a matter that can be solved easily by a simple piece of information. and the piece she needs it’s actually the directions to the cafeteria inside of nova entertainment’s building. the brunette has been sure she got it right, navigating with ease through the different doors until she realized that she didn’t. that everything is completely wrong - but it’s still hard to admit. 

she purses her lips and rests her back against a wall when a couple of other trainees pass through her. that way, she pretends that everything’s fine and she’s actually not utterly lost. joohyun thought of following people since it’s lunch time now, but she finds this equally humiliating. so she stands, pulling her cellphone from her pocket and trying to make sense of the directions people gave her when she left the last room. she thinks she did things right but seeing how she isn’t in the cafeteria, she clearly didn’t. her eyes are raised and she meets the figure of an older trainee, causing her to positively look away in order to avoid any victim to her embarrassment and wounded ego. 

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worst pies in seoul ,

mrs. lovett has her lip curled as she takes a pie from the oven.  god knows the price of the meat lately. how could a widow such as herself maintain a pie business nowadays she would never know. especially when you have dishonest  rivals just down the streets. as she places the fresh pies on a tray for them to have a chance to cool down, she rolls her eyes when thinking  about mrs. mooney shop. god forbid having a cat near her shop these days. putting pussycats in pies - mrs. lovett had to admit that was a clever move. probably what made the woman’s pies taste far better than hers. but oh no, she would never do such a thing in her shop! no, not in her shop. 

“oh let’s see” she takes her nose close to the pies to smell it, and frowns. “oh shame, shame.” a sigh slips past her lips and she takes her arm to wipe the flour from her forehead. “it’s a pity, truly. oh well” mrs. lovett places the pies on the counter and proceeds to get a glass of ale - what else could wash the faint taste of the worst pies in seoul from her mouth? and besides, it’s not like she receives any clients. you’d think she’s got the plague for the way people avoid that place. she has the glass to her lips when the bell rings. “a customer!” she says in surprise and hurries to welcome them. “oh welcome! pardon me, i must admit i haven’t seen a customer for weeks”

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meddling.

(  dongwoork )

joohyun lost her fear of what hides in seoul’s streets when the light of the day can’t touch them anymore. with a smirk and a sigh, she realizes she lost her fear for a lot of things. she walks through the crowd and she feels numb. the first time she stepped on those streets she was hopeful. her heart was beating loudly against her chest and her eyes were glimmering with joy. sometimes, joohyun wonders where that fourteen girl went. if she got lost between the harassment of landlords and the small shoplifts. sometimes, she wonders if that fourteen year old went to take a walk when joohyun had to sleep without the comfort of a bed - or a room - and never got back. or maybe, that fourteen year old was taken away by goong min’s swift arms - maybe he took her heart too, her ability to feel and to love. but truthfully, he left something behind. joohyun was just stupid enough to let another person take the rest.

since she has no fear, she isn’t  vigilant as she should be as a young girl walking on the streets to her home. joohyun has sound blasting in her ears and her eyes fixed nowhere so it isn’t a surprise when she doesn’t notice she has company. she feels a tight grip on her arm and a hiss falls through her teeth as she turns around. there is nothing familiar or kind to the man expression and she doesn’t care. joohyun feels the thrill of danger and she almost smiles as her fingers close in a fist and she pulls her arm. the girl looks at him, defiantly as he demands her things. she feels alive at last and though there is somehow a chance for her to get really hurt, she doesn’t mind. the brunette is about to apply something out of her taekwondo classes when someone beats her to it.

“what the fu--” the girl says, looking at the scene in front of her. she does nothing because everything seems plainly ridiculous. there was a boy fighting the man and she doesn’t know if he wants to show off or be the one to rob her. it’s just when the man runs away and the boy is on the sidewalk with an ugly bruise that she moves again. “what the hell, what did you do that?” joohyun says, eyebrows knitted together while she gives out her hand. “shit, that must hurt” she points to his bruise.

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AU: Do You Want to Sleep Over?

AU where Joohyun and Taeyeon grew up as next door neighbors, and on nights she can’t sleep, Taeyeon will sneak out of her house and toss tiny pebbles against Joohyun’s window to sneak into hers to have someone to cuddle as she goes to sleep.  Is it just company? Or is there another reason?

rktaeyeon:

Tossing and turning, she can’t seem to get her brain to stop.  She’s been trying her hardest to sleep for the past hour, but can’t seem to get in the right position, something about it just feeling off a bit.  She groans, looking at the clock. She knows what she has to do, getting out of bed, pulling a hoodie on over her pajamas, and crawls out her window, making her way through the opening in the fence, to her neighbor, the Bae’s yard.  She scoops up a small amount of their gravel driveway and begins tossing tiny pebbles off of Joohyun’s window, hoping she’d get an answer.

she was teetering between sleep and consciousness. her breath left her chest in a slow and calm rhythm – which was interrupted by a sound. joohyun’s eyes flutter open and she’s not sure if the sound is coming from her dreams or if it’s actually there. as it becomes more insistent (and she is pretty sure louder, too) the brunette admits that it got to be real. and then it hits her, what the sound is. and suddenly she’s all too awake and she rushes to her window, smiling at the figure she sees. her lips form the words “the back door” but there’s no sound to it. regardless, even if taeyeon didn’t understand a thing, she probably knew what she had to do. you could say it was some sort of tradition. or something like that. joohyun was used to having taeyeon to sleep with her every once in a while – and her parents were too, seeing how they didn’t question anymore when taeyeon shows up to have breakfast.

the younger has a smile on her lips all the time, from when she goes get taeyeon to when they’re going up the stairs in the most silent manner they could. as soon as they’re in the bedroom, joohyun gets cozy on her bed and lifts the covers for taeyeon to come over. the brunette sighs happily as she turns to the side to stare at her neighbor.

“couldn’t sleep again?” she asks in a whisper. “or did you start making excuses to sleep with me?”