#j;pr

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dansevr:

came naturally to jongin, he was born to dance and impress. today he looked like a prince, slowly waltzing with his princess. her serene smile made his heart skip a bit; with her pretty white dress and her pretty red lips, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. he held her hand tightly - that small, pale hand that was always in his because that was jongin’s privilege. ignoring the stares and the giggles ('Jinri, I think your friends are making fun of me.') he leaned down to whisper something in her ear. jongin loved to dance, but he loved jinri the most.

it was him. it was him for sure. the night was young with him around, all else didn't seem to matter at all. he wore a black tuxedo that hugged him at all the right areas, his cufflinks were the ones that she had bought just for him, carved with their initials, JJ. his hands wrapped around her waist tightly, whereas hers were hung around his neck. they seemed to be in a world of themselves since it was a long time since they've danced like this together. she couldn't help but giggle at his words. "I think they're envious of us." she whispered into his ear in return, placing a quick peck onto his cheek.

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jxious:

❝Sulli unnie!❞ As Joy wraps her arms around the older girl’s frame she can’t help but be vivacious, smile widening. ❝Thank you! Were you able to watch any of our promotions while resting?❞ She pulls from the embrace, still holding onto her grin. ❝I’ve been great! It’s a little difficult managing both my class schedules and work, but so far so good. Other than that, as you can see, my green ends are gone. ❞ Laughter escapes her lips as she points at her newly darkened hair, pursing her lips in somewhat of a frown. ❝How are you? That’s more important.❞

“Yes, yes, of course! Happiness!” she tried to imitate the tone of the girls in their song. It definitely gave her some happiness as well, watching the performances of them. It was a relief to see another group of her hoobaes being sble to realise their dreams finally. “Yes, those cute green ends were fading. Glad you’ve finally got them back original.. though new fans may have a tough time now, trying to differentiate who is who..” she chuckled, shaking her head. As the question came out of the girl’s lips, she let out a sigh and looked down. “I got better, but now again, I’m bad… with all the ridicules about me.. it’s hard to be alright. I hope you’ll never receive such negative comments about yourself.. only just targetting at yourself… it’s terribly painful.”

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High School AU { Myungsoo & Jinri }

mvngsoo:

It was past eight and Myungsoo honestly thought he could immediately send Jinri home after finishing Biology reports, but even his bad case of coughs and colds wasn’t enough to convince the ever-persistent girl on leaving.

"You idiot, seriously," she rolled her eyes playfully before plunging onto the male’s bed, a smug expression following suit. "I’m here to take care of you, duh."

Right, he huffs, settling on the edge of the bed. Although he promised to never be burdened, Myungsoo still felt bad since he could never be as affectionate as Jinri. She lived a couple of blocks away from him, which was the main reason they’re bestfriends, but of course he did not want her to catch the virus.

Stretching his arms upward, Myungsoo fell on the bed and landed on her back. He let out a chuckle before scooting sideways, his head turning to face the other. “Let us stay up all night!" she beamed, kicking her feet in the air in what the male made out as a tone of excitement. Attempting to speak clearly, he coughs slightly and speaks, but only a much more nasal voice could be heard. The female reached for the bedside table and rolled tissues which she stuck in his nostrils afterwards, giggling. "Yup, I’ve made the decision to sleep over tonight. You’re too funny to be left alone."

The boy squinted at her, in slight disbelief. He must have thought Jinri was crazy to be staying overnight at a boy’s home. What’s more, just they two to themselves. “Yes, you didn’t hear me wrong, Myungsoo. I’m staying. Got to take care of you, sick kitten. Who knows if you’d get worse overnight without someone looking after you?” She explains herself, eyebrows knitted into a slight frown. She crosses her arms, and pressed her lips tightly together into a grim line. She remembered the last time he fell sick, it got so serious that he couldn’t attend school for almost the entire week, leaving her alone without the accompany of him. The boy reluctantly nodded, his gaze moved from her to his bedsheet, some disappointment could be seen evidently on his face. “What’s wrong?” she asks, her voice laced with concern, her hand reaches out to feel the boy’s forehead to see if there was a fever running.

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Carrying the overwhelming bags of takeout in his hands, Myungsoo struggles to get his phone of his pocket. Dropping the bags fall onto the table with a sigh, he calls up the person he wants to give these to. "Sulli-ah, please pick up!"

Her mobile phone rings the familiar tune, signalling a call from someone. Fumbling through her bag, she found her phone. The caller ID displayed that it was a call coming from “Myung oppa”. It had been some time since she last heard from him, and it was rather a surprise that he was calling her out of a sudden. Swiping the screen to the right, she picked up the phone call. “Hello..? Myungsoo oppa?”