#momork

[neodits]

𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔.

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— 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞!

[rkmiya]

#WORK_IT

sunmi was excited for this assignment. meeting such prominent dancers in the community was always a great opportunity. she was in awe from the very beginning (and a bit smug, honestly, it was about damn time for nova to recognise her as one of the best dancers). every session in the studio left her feeling rejuvenated and excited.  it was the stark opposite to her normal days in nova. it felt like she finally had a purpose.

of course being an assistant to a well-known choreographer wasn’t a complete pay off; it was still something, at least. nova was the company known for dancing. it made sense for them to conduct something like this. for the longest, sunmi hadn’t even given thought to who she’d might see in her classes. she was just focusing on doing a good job.

as an experienced dance teacher, it was easy for her to digest the moves and be able to teach it to others properly. there’s a difference between being a talented enough dancer that you have wisdom to share to being an experience teacher who knows how to teach people who learn differently. she knew she wouldn’t have much difficulty helping out in her classes as long as students were willing to learn.

sunmi hadn’t thought about the very likely possibility of a fan approaching her during or after class. in fact, after spending so much time hidden away in nova, sunmi began to forgot she even had fans. never mind her public performances as a sphere trainee: she had her own very successful youtube channel and following established.

momo, the girl’s name was. she had caught sunmi’s eyes several times throughout class. momo was a talented dancer. she definitely was no stranger to the skill and absorbed instructions easily. she didn’t struggle nearly as much as those who didn’t grasp dances quicker. while others struggled, momo excelled. sunmi was impressed, to say the least.

having the younger female approach her for an autograph was heartwarming. she hadn’t been expecting it. she’s never given some thought that even now she could have impact on people’s lives. momo was proof that she did. as the other scurried away, she couldn’t help but beam with pride. the smile didn’t come off her face for the rest of the day after that.

[neodits]

𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔.

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— 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞!

[rkserim]

flyer five.

— paper scraps for @momork​

serim’s pleasantly surprised at how fast his flyers are disappearing when he actually puts his mind to it and work. it’s not like he’s super lazy but he just prefers expending his energy on different things, that’s all. passing out pieces of paper is just one activity he’d rather not waste his time and energy on but he has to do what he’s told. 

“excuse me, do you like royal entertainment? do you like luxe?” it’s kinda funny how at this point, he leads with asking about royal since he knows that’s usually what catches people’s attention first. a big fancy, schmancy company. it’s disgusting how serim said he’d never join one but here he is. “you should definitely take a flyer or don’t, but it’s got everything important you need to know.”

[xyoohyeonrk]

——: flyer three、

It’s growing quite warm underneath the bucket hat that Yoohyeon wears for protection against the sun that beams brightly, high upon the blue sky, obviously she went for a black one as she didn’t think over the fact that it absorbs more warmth than any other colour. At least, she looks cute when handing out a stack of flyers that doesn’t seem to shrink whatsoever. She is almost tempted to count how many she has left to give away, but she ultimately decides against it.

Approaching a passing female, Yoohyeon smiles warmly when offering a piece of paper. “Hey there! Would you like a flyer from KT Entertainment?” Once close enough, however, she can’t help but notice the scent that the other is wearing-- although it could easily come out creepily, the question blurts out anyway. “Oh, wow... Your perfume smells amazing! Where is it from?” For a moment, she forgets the original intent behind her approach, which is actually the flyer.

❤ —— approaching @momork

[jacerk]

blooming;;

@momork​

he was aware that he was the one that approached momo in order to do a dance collab, but he was just too tired and in pain to push himself anymore. so he was just there, after he slipped and nearly fell down, laying down on his back, the cold floor providing some relieve to his aching shoulder and he just felt bad.

“can we just, take five?“ he asked, pushing himself up to his elbows to look at his partner. there was an apologetic expression on his features, and people who were close to him, knew, he wasn’t the apologetic type. “we can like, play the 20 questions game and start again.“ jihoon suggested, laying back down and just staring up at the ceiling. this was not how he imagined this dance session would be, but at least it wasn’t the first time they had met up for something like this. at least momo knew he wasn’t this bad when it came to collabs, he was a dedicated person, just, slightly burnt out right now.

[rktshx-blog]

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starter for @momork

[[ tw: mentions of intoxication + smoking]]

He needed a drink. Or maybe a new father. Maybe he can ask Johnny’s parents to officially adopt him. Shaking his head, Minho all but glares at everyone that made their way in and out of Choi Corps. The building that stood imposingly tall in the middle of Seoul’s skyscrapers. Good Lord, how he hated the place and the person that owns and runs it all. 

Taking a drag from the cigarette stick, lit between his calloused fingers. Minho unsuccessfully pushes down the recalling of the conversation he had with his father. It was a good thing that he was used to tuning out unwanted memories, but not enough to suppress the burning hate he has for the man. At this point, it's quite obvious to him that he’ll need to visit the scene or some underground spot later on that evening to properly get all the angst out of his system.

Walking away from the building, and everything(one) in it, Minho finds himself in front of a small cosy cafe. Its interiors oddly comforting shade of purple and violet, subtly contrasting against the white lines here and there. Throwing away the bud, he walks in. Almost instantly, he allows the calming surrounding to ease up the tension building up on his shoulders.

Taking a deep breath, eyes trained on the menu on top of the counter, Minho clumsily smacks against someone. Catching the dainty shoulders in front of him, he bows down politely and apologetically. “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention...” Sheepishly smiling at the pretty lady he bumped into, “You’re not hurt are you?”

[bambamrk]

arrived // momo & bambam

bambam was beyond excited, finally his sister was coming to korea and it wouldn't be a quick visit. he'd be able to hang out with her and spend time with her. family had been number one for him and he had missed his family a lot. so it was only natural that he went to pick her up from the airport. he walked in with his board brightly decorated with her name and other designs.

quickly he joined the large group people waiting for friends and family to get off the plane. finally he spotted her and his sign managed to shoot even higher in the air. "MOMO!" he might've been too loud but he didn't care, he only wanted be able to hug his sister. "Over here! Momo!"