#kxjhee

[yugento]

{Welcome to 2K! I'm Shani and I'm slways free to plot with should you ever want to ^^}

                                                 ✄ — — — @kxjhee

⟨  Thank you for taking your time and welcoming me. I’m always free to plot as well and you can either hit me up on TUMBLR IM or AIM, whatever floats your boat.  ⟩

[bangyeong]

a starter for @kxjhee

Why the hell she had these weird knots in her stomach? It wasn’t like no one was going to kill her ( except maybe the practice ) or judge her. Since the day she entered in the company, Chae has only learned basic dance moved and made clear to her manager how she doesn’t want to involve any dancing in her songs. After all, her songs were strictly ballad ( sometimes RnB, mainly songs where someone would feature ) and she only wanted to be herself on stage. Why did she even think about getting dance lessons from Junghee? Out of boredom.

Standing behind the practice’s room door, her hand already hovering over the handle, she took a deep breath and finally, after waiting there for ten minutes and gathering herself, she opened the door the fake enthusiastic smile playing on her lips. Chaeyeong didn’t want to be late for their meeting ( already being late by five minutes ). ❛I’m here!❜ She tried to sound enthusiastic, immediately dropping her bag on the floor after closing the door. Let the torture begin. ❛I hope you will teach me something nice today.❜

[kmijoo-blog]

“Kinda wanna have sex, but also kinda wanna eat pizza.”

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♦ ░       "Well...I can really only help you with one of those things.” A light chuckle escaped his lips, and Mijoo retrieved his phone from his pocket, “Should I order?” He questioned, swiping a finger up on the screen to unlock, then again to sift through some hundred contacts to find the one that delivered pizza.

[xlvna]

         ( *&. starter for @kxjhee )

“Excuse me!” Luna taped the others’ shoulder holding out his wallet “You dropped this, wouldn’t want anyone to steal it”

[93flyboy]

[text]: word on the street is you got laid last night. i need all the deets!

[ TXT ]: Don’t you remember what happened last night, boo?

[ TXT ]: Okay, so let me refresh your memory. You see, last night was a really really really good time..

…to sleep. So, I lay in bed and now it’s ‘laid’ because it’s all in the past now. ✌🏻

[yifxnn]

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19. Store dressing room

Yifan isn’t a fashion designer, though it is one of the driving forces of in his life, owning one of the most high end men’s fashion boutiques in Seoul, located on an immaculate strip in an area notorious for overpriced fashion brands that the celebrities love to dress themselves in.

Seeing famous people in his store doesn’t really faze him anymore, he’s seen more than enough people he had admired before coming to own the store, but off camera and inflated egos make them extremely undesirable. 

One exception, however, is the tall, lean and well built teenager whose name he doesn’t quite remember, though he’s seen him plenty on television that plays random Kpop music videos. It doesn’t help that the kid is also very cute in person, one of his weaknesses. 

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“Maroon is really your color.” Yifan comments approvingly as he runs a hand down the satin dress shirt over the other’s satisfactory body, “Stand straight, gorgeous, you’ll wrinkle it.” He says with a sadistic half smile as his other hand begins to slip a third finger into the younger’s occupied hole, watching the other’s face in the reflection. “I can’t have you ruining a fourth shirt in a month.”