#krxhyungwon

[krxjongdae]

krxhyungwon replied to your post: ✦ this is how you do it--

[Hyungwon runs for 10 minutes before ditching him to get coffee at a cafe tbh]

one day, hyungwon is gonna have a boot up his ass, let me tell you.  jongdae’s voice: *damn kids these days*

[krxilhoon]

✏

✏ = teaching them a different language 

They go over the lyrics once, twice, thrice. Ilhoon couldn’t care less, he works with rhythms, not words, but apparently, that is important when it comes to choreography. 

“So, they ordered a choreography from you?”

Hyungwon frowns at the word and corrects the DJ. they didn’t order, they ‘commissioned’ it. Ilhoon rolls his eyes “Same thing.” who cares about those details anyway? “Yeah, I don’t get any of it, but I trust you’ll do a good job.” He hands the sheet of paper back to the choreographer, crossing both his legs, but watches the other sit next to him only to explain to him in detail what the lyrics mean. Ilhoon stares at him as he does, amused at the effort the other is putting into it. It’s kind of cute. And then Hyungwon hits a block with one of the words, gesturing because he’s frustrated. The meaning is on the tip of his tongue but the right word doesn’t come out. 

“Yōkai”, he provides “it’s written with the mix of two kanjis there. Hyungwon stares so much that it looks like his eyes are going to pop out. “I know Japanese.” The younger gasps dramatically; Ilhoon rolls his eyes. “Chill. You were so hyped up explaining the lyrics to me that I didn’t have the heart to pop your happy bubble. But go on, you were doing great” 

[krxjongdae]

✦ this is how you do it--

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✦  ⇢ being well-dressed

"Are you going to wear that?”

Jongdae’s question sounds more offensive than it is in Hyungwon’s ears, he’s positive of it if the younger’s glaring eyes are any indication. It’s not like he looks bad in those clothes, it’s just that... it’s not fitting for what they’ll be doing. 

“We’re going jogging. You know that, don’t you?” Jongdae points at Hyungwon’s outfit and scrunches his nose. “I don’t think that white ripped jeans are the ideal thing for jogging. Plus, those shoes won’t do, they’re too clean.” Hyungwon stares at the older as if he’d grown a second head for the remark. He.does.not.own.dirty.shoes!

“You’ll get blisters with those!” he tells him, but he gets a ‘my feet are too pretty to get blisters, I don’t get that!’ and Jongdae really doesn’t know what to do with him anymore. “Just change your fucking shoes before I hit you with something. I swear that if you don’t and then complain, I’m leaving you behind no matter how much you whine about not being able to walk” He hears a huff before a shoe is badly aimed at him, passing him by completely and hitting the wall.