#perfectioooon

[ourmondobongo]

THIS EPISODEEEEEEEEEEEEE

OMFGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

PERFECTION DAMMIT

[definitively-not-a-model]

DAVE GROHL IS IN THE GRAMMYS

OMG that was so perfect!!!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ♥

[attendezlacreme]

OMGGGGGG there will be a movie with Diane Kruger AND Penelope Cruz !!!! I just CAN'T !!!

[enitari]

I'm not mean. I'm a thousand years old, and I just lost track of my moral code.

[jjonghallelujah]

Noona, Noona

The room was bustling, energy reverberating throughout the entire room and bouncing off of the four walls. The good mood was contagious, and even you were feeling a bit giddy where you were sitting, smack-dab in the middle of all the excitement. Unlike those around you, you hadn’t even touched the soju yet - not that you needed to.

You couldn’t understand how anyone even needed it, anyway. Yes, you could understand that it was part of the celebration, but really...wasn’t everyone worked up enough over the fact that B.A.P had just successfully held their first concert in the States, even selling out? Wasn’t adrenaline pumping through everyone’s veins without the support of the soju? You knew yours was. After all, the entire stadium had been packed! Even from the back, where you had assisted in helping the boys with costume changes and getting ready, the crowd’s cheers could be felt. Their excitement had seeped through the walls, even going so far as to seep through your skin.

You had absorbed the excitement. And with every moment B.A.P had come to the back, their excitement had rubbed off on you. In the end, when B.A.P’s first concert had succeeded, your own excitement had welled up inside of you. There was excitement to be felt everywhere. You, personally, were overflowing with it. You didn’t even need a substance in your system to assist you.

“Noona,” a voice startled you out of your thoughts. Instantly, you straightened up in your seat, lifting your head to look up. Your eyes fell upon Jung Daehyun - B.A.P’s main vocalist. The boy, a year younger than you, had his full lips pulled down ever-so-slightly in a small frown. A frown which you couldn’t help but notice made his lower lip that much plumper.

“Yes?” As you answered, he seemed to come to some sort of a silent decision. Without your consent, he took the seat across from you. A smile instantly replaced his frown at that, and he looked at you straight on.

“Why are you alone, noona?” He folded his hands in front of him as he asked, presenting himself in a way that made it seem as though he thought this to be a very serious matter. His expression gave away nothing, so you couldn’t be sure why he was even curious.

“I’m waiting for Robbie to return. She went to the bathroom a bit ago,” you replied. “And you’re in her seat.”

Daehyun blinked innocently, before replying in a sing-song tone. “It’s not her seat anymore~”

“What?”

He gave a nod, before turning to look at the tables closest to the windows. The Korean restaurant that had been chosen for the celebration was in a high-rise building. And, of course, the highest floor had been reserved for B.A.P and staff after the concert. B.A.P, being the important guests in the house, were of course the ones who were sitting closest to the window seats in the room - able to look down upon Los Angeles and the beautiful nightlife view.

“If I’m correct...that’s Robbie sitting there next to Youngjae, right?” He glanced at you sideways, a bit of a know-it-all expression on his face. You could feel your brows pull together in confusion as you finally opted for following his gaze, checking the window seats. Being a bit shorter, you had to sit up to peek over the heads of others in the room. And, to your disappointment, Daehyun was right - Robbie was sitting next to Youngjae, a smile on her face as the two chatted back and forth. Youngjae was even using his hands, engulfed in whatever it was that was being discussed.

“Don’t be sad. Youngjae intercepted her on her way back. She tried to talk her way out of it, loyally declaring she had to return to you...but how can anyone really resist Youngjae~? He really didn’t want to lose his chance.”

A frown found its way to your face, and you turned back to Daehyun. “So you came over here to talk to me knowing that Robbie wasn’t going to return anytime soon? Why did you even ask why I was alone, then?”

“Because it gave me an excuse to talk to you.” As he answered, his bottom lip jutted out, forming a pout on his full lips. “Noona, why do you treat me like this? You’re always so much nicer to the other members. I just want you to be nice to me too.”

The expression on his face - well, mainly that pout - had your stomach doing the flips. You could have sworn your heart had stopped. Having to compose yourself, you looked away from him for a moment, letting out a breath. “Because you do things like what you’re doing now.” It wasn’t really that you wanted to push Daehyun away...but he was just, put simply, mesmerizing. It was hard to keep your head on straight with Jung Daehyun around. The things he did, the way he acted...you could never think clearly.

“Noooonaaa~ What is it that I’m doing now?” He slapped his hands on the table a bit, trying to regain your full attention. “Noona, noona, noona! Tell me, what is it I’m doing? Ya, noona! Look at me!”

Without meaning to, your head jerked back in his direction. “What?” You snapped.

Just before your short remark, a small smile had been on Daehyun’s face. He had been amused by the way you were acting, and had childishly been trying to claim your attention for himself. But your reply hadn’t been what he had expected, and you watched his face fall. “Ah, I knew it. Noona really does hate me...”

The way Daehyun looked had your stomach doing flips again. It was strange how, no matter what expression was on his face, or what he did, he looked so handsome. Your heart clenched.

“No! What are you even saying? I don’t hate you.”

Just as quickly as it had changed from happy to disappointment, his expression switched to a stoic one, and he leaned forward. Out of habit, you leaned back, surprised by his sudden switch of personality. Daehyun had a strange way of doing that.

“Prove it,” Daehyun dragged out the two words, tone serious and determined, holding no room for argument.

“Prove it?” You echoed. “What? How? You can’t just believe me, take my word for it?”

All Daehyun did in answer was shake his head, leaning back in his seat. He lifted a hand to tap his finger against his lower lip in thought. You watched his index finger, curiously entranced, before turning your attention to the rest of him. His eyes were wandering back and forth and it was easy to see the gears in his brain were turning.

Suddenly, his hand dropped, and a smile returned to his face. Leaning forward again, Daehyun folded his hands in front of him again. “Noona, hand feed me~”

You were about to blurt out the word ‘what’, but his sentence registered in your head, and you stared at him for a moment - curious as to whether or not he was joking. However, even with the smile on his face, you could tell he was completely serious.

Seeing that you weren’t answering right away, Daehyun’s bottom lip slowly curled outward. Pouting again. “Noonaaa~ Please? Hand feed me? I’ll feel your love through the meat you cook for me!”

Well. Apparently he really wasn’t kidding.

An exasperated sigh escaped past your lips. “Jung Daehyun, I cannot believe you sometimes,” you muttered, eyes wandering along the contents of your table. Korean side dishes, plates with some bits of the food you and Robbie had finished eating, glasses of water that were halfway finished, and the plate of raw meat sitting by the grill in the middle.

Daehyun hadn’t replied to what you said, but you could feel his eyes on you as you picked up your chopsticks, reaching to the plate of raw meat. Carefully picking up a slice between the two chopsticks, you placed it on the grill. You heard a small chuckle from Daehyun, but refused to lift your head and acknowledge him, instead focusing on the sizzling meat.

Once it was close to being done, you grabbed a piece of lettuce, and carefully holding it in your hand, worked on spooning some rice onto the slice. Daehyun informed you of what he wanted on the wrap you were making, and when it was finished, you added the meat and rolled it all together.

“That looks delicious, noona,” Daehyun said as you held the finished product out to him. “But remember? You have to actually hand feed it to me.”

“And this will prove that I don’t actually hate you?” You asked, watching as Daehyun gave a firm nod. You let out a sigh, before holding the wrap up and carefully positioning it toward him. Daehyun’s eyes lit up - and you swore they were smoldering, which made you glad you weren’t making eye contact. You were sure your insides would have melted just from that gaze alone.

You watched as Daehyun leaned forward a bit, parting his mouth and ready to receive. You moved the wrap closer, and Daehyun was just about to bite down when the lettuce ghosted across his lips. Seeing this, you pulled your hand back quickly and popped the entire wrap in your mouth, quickly chewing the food and swallowing.

Leaving Daehyun still poised to eat, mouth hanging open, staring at the spot in midair where his food had been just moments before.

Seeing this confused expression on his face, you couldn’t help but giggle. The laughter reaching his ears, Daehyun seemed to regain his senses. He straightened up, mouth pulling down into a frown as he glared at you - although there was no force behind that glare.

“Noona!”

Another laugh escaped from you. “I’m only kidding! I’m sorry,” you said, leaning across the table. You were just about to place a kiss on his plump, frowning lips before his index finger appeared, pressing against your own lips and intercepting you midway.

“Now, now~ Isn’t our relationship supposed to be a secret?” He chided. Against his finger, your lips started to pull down into a frown of your own.

“Why are you having me make you food, then?” You wondered, leaning back slowly. Although he was right - the relationship you two had was a secret. Not even the other members of B.A.P knew yet, simply because the two of you were still in the process of ‘dating’ - what little you two could manage to squeeze in with the crazily packed schedules - and see if you were compatible, before coming out and announcing that it was a serious relationship. However, the other members weren’t stupid. They could tell something was up.

Although they could tell, though, the rest of the staff couldn’t. They had no idea you and Daehyun were involved with one another, or had any intentions of being involved. Robbie was your closest friend, so of course she knew. But everyone else simply thought you were coworkers.

You had just settled back into your seat when Daehyun’s head whipped back and forth, left and right. Before you could ask him what was wrong, he was practically crawling over the table, pressing his lips firmly against yours. However firm, it was still brief, and before you could even gauge what had just happened, he was already making himself comfortable back in his own seat.

“What-?”

Daehyun grinned impishly at you. “I simply said that about our relationship because I wanted an excuse to kiss you first.

“Jung Daehyun!”

This time, it was Daehyun’s turn to laugh. You could feel a blush rising to your cheeks, and there was amusement written all over Daehyun’s features. “Noona doesn’t like my kiss? She must still hate me...but then, she did eat all of the love that was contained in the bulgogi wrap she made me...”

Quickly, you snatched your chopsticks back up. “You wait right there, Jung Daehyun, I’m making you another.”

A chuckled escaped from Daehyun. “I’d wait forever for you, noona.”

OMFEAFOI;EJFAE THIS WAS PERFECT OMGF EJAFI I'M LIKE CRYING FJEIAF;JEAFI YOU WRITE MORE FICS YOU HEAR ME?

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[romanholida]

i just really love justin bieber okay.