#neutralcha0tic

[witheredflowxrs]

hang out ( for @neutralcha0tic )

hearing that the jinhae cherry blossom festival would have sanrio-related activites, hana immediately knew she needed to find someone to come with her. both to help ease her own anxiety about being around fans while not exactly ‘working’, and to have someone who was interested in viewing all the festival had to offer. the last thing she felt like having to do was drag someone around who’d rather be anywhere else than stuck by her side for an entire day.

that person came to her easily as haute pink’s kim jules. despite the uncomfortable hate drawn towards haute pink and girl code by their respective fans (with no help from the comparisons being drawn between the groups, thanks to midas), hana felt lucky to be fairly close with her. with their relationship developing so far as jules going out of her way to dote on hana, plus her being a huge fan of sanrio as well, she thought it would be a nice gesture to invite her to come along with her. not only could she return the favor, it also fits within the ‘internal little task’ hana’s given herself of trying to branch out more (as difficult as it is for her.) what better way to attempt that than to ask someone to hang out with you first?

“thank you again for coming with me…” hana shoves her hands inside the pockets of her hoodie, trying to ignore the shyness building up in her stomach. it’s not like she’d never spent time with jules before; maybe it’s because she never quite hung out with people like this often prior to becoming an idol?

she’s not exactly sure what the reason was, but either way she was having a hard time looking directly at her for too long. “i really do appreciate it. but also, if you buy me anything, just know i'll buy you something back too.”

“since i asked you to come with me, what did you want to do first?” she peers over at the mascots wandering around after speaking, taking pictures with the other guests. she'd be lying if she said she didn't want to take a picture with cinnamoroll as soon as possible… but she put the ball in jules' court first. “… would you take a picture of me with the mascots? whenever you want to get to it, i mean.” even then, she's still staring towards them in the most obvious fashion. ryu hana, once a spoiled brat, always a spoiled brat.

[orbitjae]

reconcile – starter for @neutralcha0tic

he’s lost count of the amount of people he’s lost touch with throughout his time in the industry. nine years is a long time to be around, and in those nine years he’s seen big name musicians fall and small name musicians make their way to the top. during that period, he’s lost a good amount of friends too – people he’d used to talk to almost daily, and people he’d had more than just friendly relations with.

jules is one of them. while they’d been friends first ( and had gotten into a physical relationship later ), they’d still at the very least been able to maintain a level of friendship that seungjae quite enjoyed, and honestly, treasured. it was an arrangement that he’d always felt suited the both of them – after all, seungjae was never much of a ‘relationship’ guy. his hectic schedules never quite allowed for him to be one. this was good, that arrangement; the simple press of a button, or a quick text – worked well for him.

that was of course, until they’d been spotted years ago by a fan. and the rumours had been enough to make seungjae pump the breaks. his career, his image, and the comments made were something that urged for him to stop.

still, it would’ve been a lie if seungjae were to say that he didn’t miss her, or at the very least the friendship that the both of them shared. in truth, he does think of jules from time to time, the friendship that they’d both nurtured with one another, before everything had broken out.

so it comes as a surprise to him when he sees her here of all places, at a release party of a mutual friend. he struggles, just a bit, to get his bearings. it’s been years – years since he’s last attempted to make contact with her. surely by now, things would’ve died down, right? he decides to approach her, tapping her by the shoulder.

“jules?” he calls out, her name not foreign against his tongue. “hey! how are you?” he hopes at the very least, he doesn’t sound awkward.