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[bnhoseok-blog]

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masterlist of memes { accepting;

( ? ) my muse will ask your muse a question they always wanted to ask

there’s another loud crash right next to him and it startles hoseok out of his thoughts, body flinching visibly at the sound of glass shattering into tiny pieces against the tiled floor. an equally loud gasp follows and he turns to the side, watching as the waitress almost drops onto the floor to clear the mess she made – is she really a waitress? maybe, she’s new because hoseok frequents the bakery shop and has never seen her taking orders from any of the guests. but she seems somehow familiar at the same time; no, hoseok has seen her around here somehow, right?

“can i get a wet cloth or something?”, she calls over to the counter.

ah, right.

hoseok quickly grabs a couple of napkins, dropping onto the floor next to her to help out with collecting all the shards of glass that are strewn across the floor. “i’m so sorry we’re short on staff and i’m a bit stressed out because of that ”, she sighs and hoseok smiles lightly, shaking his head at her to silently say it’s okay.

“it’s not the first glass that’s broke”, he then says and she looks up at him, expression a little sheepish, so it’s probably been her who dropped the one before. “are you not used to this job or are you just a bit clumsy?”, hoseok continues with a chuckle; it’s not a mocking one, though, just a bit amused. she huffs, probably a bit offended at his comment, but hoseok just smiles.

he places a couple of shards onto the napkin before looking back up at the other. “okay let me ask you this”, he starts, holding up a finger like he’s about to ask her a really important question or something and she actually looks curiously back at him, “how many glasses did you already drop onto the floor today?”

another huff follows from her and she lightly swats him with the dishtowel she had stuffed into her apron, before repeatedly apologizing about her rude behavior towards one of the guests. hoseok just continues to laugh, though.

[aeribn-blog]

“I’m not listening”

Masterlist of Memesstatus: not accepting

Aeri knows how much she can talk for a day, she can talk about absolutely anything, from the weather to when her first cat died- there’s always something Aeri could talk about, it’s one of her best traits, well.. it could be one of her worst too, depends on the other person’s perspective, really. 

Today is no different, she’s sitting on park bench with Naeun, one of the few people who could tolerate her nonstop yapping, well, that’s what she thinks anyway. The soft evening wind from the sea blowing on Aeri’s hair plus her excited hand gestures makes it even more dramatic when she’s explaining to Naeun how one of the kids from the daycare tried to eat the pink playdough and when Aeri told not to eat them, the reply she gets was “but aewii! it’s pink and it smells like stawbewwy!” She couldn’t help but crack a smile at the memory, she loves her kids- she doesn’t even realise when she started calling them her “kids” like it was her own.. 

“I’m not listening”

She stops at mid sentence and flails her arms around before she whines out a  “But you promised you’d listen!” 

[bnhyunwoo-blog]

{ ❄ } sugar and spice

“are you sure i’m doing it right? it doesn’t seem like this egg white is becoming whipped cream anytime soon,” hyunwoo comments, his gaze lingering on the bowl in front of him he’s whipping at the moment and has been for the past three or four minutes – and it’s unnecessary to say, it’s still in a condition that resembles raw egg white a lot more than any sort of cream. he’s surely doing something wrong, but alas, he has no idea what.

this is not the first time he’s over at naeun’s place. in the past weeks, they’ve been hanging out quite regularly, since after they agreed to teach each other to make up for the lack of cooking or baking skills, they needed a place to work at. which also means that by now, hyunwoo should be able to beat eggs into a cream, but obviously, he’s an awful student. 

which is rather embarrassing because while naeun’s cooking skills seemed to have improved gradually as he taught her, he was definitely not getting any further at all. perhaps he should just give up the possibility of learning how to bake and just go back to what he excels at, his true passion. but he just can’t accept this fate. he’s a perfectionist and it’s not like him to give up something before he can reach the goal he set up for himself. he can do this! he’ll surely get better with time; he just needs to pay perfect attention to naeun and monitor her movements so he could replicate them without any mistakes.

...right? // @naeunbn 

[bnxgigi-blog]

#familytime: naeun and gigi

time was winding down for the opening of her shop, with the help of a few friends and her little son she was able to get the inside together. almost everything was finished, and they were doing the final touches. even little sangyoon had been excited, waking her up bright and early. her little boy almost refused breakfast in and effort to get to the shop. and she could only comply. quickly they were dressed and heading out the door. it would be a good day, simply because she was doing something she loved with the person she loved.

as soon as they stepped inside he ran to the double doors off to the side. she had three arena's in her stop, one was a paint room off to the side for children, the front was all glasses, so parent's could easily see inside and you could watch from outside but the rest of the walls are white. not only could they paint on the objects left on paint rooms floor but they could paint the walls. sangyoon had given himself the job of making little details along the walls and as soon as she opened the doors he ran inside to finish his work.

smiling she turned to look at the first floor of her paint sob, at the bottom empty shelves were lined up around the walls, waiting to be filled with drawings and a little further back was the counter and the business rooms. she was about to go and get more supplies when she heard a knock at the door. naeun couldn't be here this quickly? she was honestly thankful when the other offered to help her out. quickly she made her way over, smiling at her through the glass.

a breeze hit her as soon as she opened the doors and she welcomed the other in. "you didn't have to come so early."