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@ptlblossom
❛ unnie, do you ever ... worry that some things aren’t going to work how you want them to ? ❜ she bites her lip, glancing down at her hands for a moment before peering back up to meet jaeun’s gaze. ❛ i mean, i know it shouldn’t matter considering i’m doing this for myself. but every time i go to the studio i can’t help but worry that it won’t be good enough. ❜
💗💗
CAMI: omg omg omgo
CAMI: where do pretzels go on vacation?
CAMI: PRETZELVANIA
CAMI: I AM SO FUNNY
about fucking time, @ptlblossom.
“uhm, yeah,” he began, checking his clipboard again. “actually, i don’t really know how much more there are, but there’s like a van full of these things.” maybe he shouldn’t have gotten a shift at a flower shop during fucking valentine’s day. he had to drive a huge van filled to the brim with flowers and chocolates. they were probably all from fans, but go figure. terry didn’t even know who she was. he handed her one bouquet. one of, give or take, twenty. “do you have anyone that could help me bring them all up?” he paused, looked at the girl. “do you even want them up here? it’s gonna get cramped.”
delicate gestures, matched with the beautiful words jaeun speaks, send seongmin into a euphoria she wasn’t sure even existed until now. the kind fingers interlacing between her own are enough to make her want to cry ( if she could, that is ). even so, her eyes sparkle enough to give off her ever - growing blissfulness. she’s caught between choking up in dry, heavy sobs or leaning into the warm woman sitting in front of her ; or BOTH. she wants to feel the warmth of a touch such as jaeun’s, loving and tender, that she hasn’t felt in so long. jaeun is so different from everyone she has always surrounded herself with. the two are complete opposites in the best of ways.
‘ i’ll never forget you, seongminnie. ’
how can she say something so easily ? after all, everyone is forgotten at the end of the road. things happen, people grow, they fade and forget the small pawns in their lives that had little worth. lips open, close, open again. words floating in her head unable to leave her dry mouth. her lungs are tightening and she knows the feeling all too well. she’s BROKEN, and slowly tearing at her seams even more so. ❛ how are you so sure ? ❜ she finally speaks, licking her lips between each word. ❛ how can you be so confident that you won’t be like the last, or the next ? ❜
cont. with @ptlblossom !!
a laugh, more like a few snorts really, shakes her entire body and she has to hold onto the wall next to her for support. her nose is scrunched and she’s squinting so hard she can feel tears threatening to slip onto her tanned skin. ❛ STOP !! i think i might fall over. ❜ looking over at jaeun while holding her stomach, she takes a few deep breaths before snorting once more.
@ptlblossom !!
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DJ is the epitome of calm usually. He leaves the anger and frustration to Donghyun, jocks are always angry for no reason right? All that extra testosterone and pressure to be perfect and win. That makes a lot of sense. What doesn’t make sense is DJ, someone who could be compared to a duck with how easily he lets things go lose his cool. Maybe it was just weird timing, he can’t blame it on mercury retrograde -- that ended on the ninth so he just chalks it up to being hungry. Maybe Pippa has a snickers bar on hand or something. “No... I lost my cool and I took it out on you and that’s not fair. Do I forgive you?” He barks out a disbelieving laugh, “do you forgive me? I don’t make it a habit to yell at cute girls.” || @ptlblossom
Going back and forth between checking her phone and her own reflection in the vanity mirror, Cameron glances over at the idol in the chair next to her, admiring the work the stylist did for them. “My grandma says the test of a true woman is giving birth...” she starts with a wryly grin, “but it’s actually being able to do full choreo in six inch heels without falling... in the rain. I’m a big fan,” she admits bashfully. || @ptlblossom
“oof” jumi splutters out, lurching forward as someone attacked her from the back. “guess who it is?” someone squeals as they cover her eyes and jumi gives a groan, vaguely recognizing the voice. “jaeun,” she whines, trying to pull the other girl’s hands off of her eyes. “i really don’t appreciate you doing that.” she frowns, trying to keep her voice authoritative.
