#leaderjoon

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Namjoon hair is not a white blond, but like a more natural blonde I just love it so much huhuhuuhh I love himmmm

[pijichu]

* NAMJOON.

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♔ ⁞ —  “I agree with you wholeheartedly.” Namjoon was almost certain that there couldn’t be a truer statement. What was the best part of going over to his friend’s houses? Their pets. Esspecially if they had nice and welcoming pets. “You’d probably love my dog, Rapmon. He’s quite literally the cutest… and I’m not just saying that because he’s my son.” Namjoon made sure to ignore the fact that Rapmon usually gave him the cold shoulder. Although he was certain it was due to the fact that Namjoon wasn’t around his dog for most of the year; only stopping by on holidays and short breaks from work. “He’s an American Eskimo dog. My pride and joy.” He dabbed at his eyes playfully, “he’s growing up way too fast. One day he’ll be an adult and ready to move out on his own.”

For Jisoo, anyone who gets as excited as her about furry companions is a friend worth keeping (especially if they like dogs).  She already knows they’ll get along just fine if this conversation is any indication. “Huh...Interesting name for a dog.  Does he rap?-- I mean, I hate to break it to you, but Dalgomie’s cute as heck.”  Sometimes she hopes that she’ll look upon her future (future as in waaay down the road) child with as much adoration as she does her puppy.  “No way?! He’s like a giant ball of fluff then, isn’t he?” The thought prompts her to press her hands to her chest, already lovestruck with the image she’s conjured in her head.  “So I’m going to meet him sometime, right? Like...soon?”

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( Status: Open! )— CUTE CONFESSIONS

“Now that’s a hard one.” With his chin rested on his knuckles, Henry watches his friend for a little while in an attempt to come up with at least one thing he finds in any way cute about him — but his mind is blank. If anything, it’s starting to amuse him. “Shit, I don’t know, man. There’s — ... Wait, actually there is. Remember when I told you about my marriage? I felt so bad because I didn’t tell you right away. But you were happy for us, and that was real cute — I guess.” He laughs a little. “No, really though. It was cute. Actually, all you do to support us is amazing.”

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“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

Waiting at their designated spot with her light pink scarf wrapped up as high to her nose, she stayed in wait, bundled in her winter gear as bright eyes looked past the bustling streets ahead of her in search for her friend. He was already a few minutes late; but it was nothing to get impatient over yet, but the warmth of the norebang he had offered to walk them to just around the block sounded delightful. “Aish … Kim Namjoon, my nose is going to fall off at this point”, she mumbled from under the confinement of her soft knitted fabric; hiding her face deeper into it’s warmth.

A few more minutes pass and she’s sure she’s finally spotted him approaching her with a quick stride to his long legs. Straightening her posture and clearing her throat so she can speak clearly once he approached her, he seemed to be in the middle of ending a conversation on his phone; hanging up before he’s standing in front of her with a wide grin to await his greeting. “Hey! I just got here too, I’m glad I wasn’t late!” she lied, not wanting him to think she had waited before the actual meet-up time. Plus wouldn’t he feel kind of bad if he knew she waited there shaking underneath her layers of garments.

With their casual greeting and smiles flashed at the others direction, he catches her off guard and holds onto her shoulder, looking behind him and towards the side as if on the lookout for someone. “I invited two other idols! Girls! They’ll be here soon!” He mentioned it so casually as Suji stared up at his taller frame with a bewildered look that she tried to blink away in confusion. It wasn’t that she didn’t like extra company (but he did already know she preferred smaller groups), it was more so the level of comfort that would dwindle because they were most likely two cuter and younger girls from new groups that she only knew a few singles of. Her disappointed look must’ve been obvious as she stammered to find the right words; stumbling over the mentioning of two others intruding on their private plans. “I - I didn’t know. I mean..who are these girls..?”

But of course he’s laughing out anyway and Suji’s nose crinkles onto the wool like material of her scarf because now she’s sure he was joking and now witnessed such a concerned and unsatisfied reaction from her. “Wait a minute. Are you Jealous?”, he teases, and she’s left to cross her arms and huffs; thankful for the cold wind because her pink cheeks could be blamed on the temperature rather than her sudden embarrassment.

“Jealous?! Eyyy, what am I jealous of?! I just didn’t feel too comfortable meeting new people today that’s all. No one is Jealous!” Her threat consists of a slight lunge, followed with her lip tugged up as she scuttles away from her hidden corner and onto the street. “Let’s just go to the place! It’s getting cold -”

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leaderjoon:

♔ ⁞ — “I was just trying to be polite, you know?” Namjoon wasn’t really the type to talk mindlessly (aside from the occasional nervous ramble). If he had something he needed to say then he’d say it, otherwise… he delivered his lines cute and short and kept it moving. “As for it being tense,” Namjoon just shrugged, “doesn’t feel tense to me.” He sucked in a breath, brow cocked as he watched her with a smirk on his mouth. “Boring chitchat? So you think I’m boring now?” He was only teasing but if he got some sort of answer out of her then that could only be considered a plus. “I’ll be the first to admit that happens to sting a ittle. I tend to pride myself on being enigmatic and engaging.”

Maybe she had been a little too blunt towards the male but truthfully, small talk did nothing for the younger female. She'd rather have a conversation with meaning than one that was made just because the silence was too much to bare. "Ah well oppa, if you don't mind, small talk isn't something I'm great at," she admits giving him a small smile. “It makes me feel awkward, I’d much prefer a conversation over small talk,” she goes on to explain as one of her arms crosses over her body, gently holding her other arm with her hand. “No, you’re not boring,” she snorts softly, shaking her head. “Just the chit chat, talk to me about things that excite you and not the cold weather we’ve been having!”

[ieuijin]

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Send 🔑 to find my muse locked out of their home/business/etc.

— (#나너좋아해) —   “Don’t mind me, I’m just a person having a fantastic day!” The idol could be heard ranting aloud from the end of the corridor with how loud her voice was. Earlier, she had fallen asleep in her group’s dressing room out of exhaustion from their performance. The rest of her group, stylists, and managers left her all alone to get some dinner in the in-house cafeteria of the broadcasting building to her disappointment. Just as she was about to grab some food and use the restroom, though, she found the door not budging at all. Hungry, tired, and needing to pee, she was exasperated and continued on with her pleas. “Help?”

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♔ ⁞ —  “Hm?” Namjoon hadn’t noticed that there was a song playing all this time, his mind far more preoccupied with lingering thoughts. He creased his eyebrows slightly as he focused on making out the tune of the song. It didn’t take him long before he was grinning from ear to ear, nodding in agreement with her statement. “I agree with you.” Did a bad Bruno Mars song even exist? Namjoon was positive the words ‘bad’ and ‘Bruno Mars’ couldn’t even exist in the same sentence. “It’s hard to not be in a good mood when 24k Magic is playing! Seriously, it’s such a hype song.”

Rosé nodded at his response, and even caught herself smiling a bit by the time she noticed the smile on Namjoon’s face. She drew a breath for a moment, then continued to sing the remainder of the song that was left on her phone, "24 karat magic in the air. head to toe so player---"  She stopped herself short, not wanting to embarrass herself or distract herself while meeting one of her bigger sunbaes at this moment. "I doubt they even go along in the same sentence too. He’s just that great.” She nodded again, her smile growing wider, if all possible. "I hope he comes to Seoul one day, that’d be a concert I wouldn’t miss for the world!”

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♔ ⁞ —  “Oh wow, that’s no way to speak to your elders.” What a manner to answer a polite phone call. His neverending wit didn’t fail him, a plethora of witty comebacks settling on the tip of his tongue. However, at the last second, Namjoon decided to take it easy on her. It was a little late to be calling someone that didn’t happen to be your significant other. “I just had a dream, actually, I guess it could be considered a nightmare instead.” He paused for a moment to scratch at his chin, unsure if it was too childish of him to have called Seolhyun for anything short of an emergency. “I was in the middle of a heated rap battle with Jimin-ssi when I started stuttering and ultimately puked… Everywhere. It felt too real, I demand a rematch.”

if you call someone at 2 A.M. sharp, don’t expect them to be polite about it. especially when the reason that you’re bothering them is because you had a dream as stupid as this! maybe if namjoon had a nightmare and he woke up all sweaty and freaked out, seolhyun would have some sympathy. a smidgen of it. but this? this calls for no sympathy and no niceness. but this is her friend and she loves him (just a tiny bit), so she listens to him drawl on anyway, trying to prevent her eyes from rolling out of their sockets. when she hears his reasoning for the ridiculously late phone call, she’s not sure if she’d rather laugh or cry. maybe both at the same time. “seriously...? you dreamt about... my leader.” she stays quiet for a few seconds, closing her eyes and pressing her fingers to her temples. “you’re real funny, i’ll give you that. you really called me to tell me this?” there’s a snort from her end of the line. “are you sure it was jimin and not... i don’t know, a dream about that tragic stage from the gayo?”