#rkjuly18eval

[rkhugo]

beautiful.

Hugo hadn’t necessarily been fighting his feelings for Wendy, he just wasn’t really acting on them, despite how much they had been growing these past months. It had gotten to a point where if he didn’t see her that day, he’d worry, think about her, get distracted my the thought of her, basically be consumed by her until he got a text or saw her face in the hallways of Nova. Especially recently, she had been going through a lot, so naturally he worried for her. That and his heart didn’t seem to know how to handle the intensity his feelings had grown to. He was a slight mess, only slight. It was bound to get worse too. 

If she didn’t at least have an idea of how he felt by now, then no wonder she was somehow still single. Who can be that dense? It was such a hard situation to be in, especially when his best gauge of how she felt was good friends at most. That was his luck, usually, and it was unfortunate. Of all the girls he could have that fate with, she was the last one he wanted that with. 

His eyes searched the party for her, because of course he’d at least swing by and say hi. When his eyes finally found her, he froze. No-- the world froze. She looked... incredible. She was glowing, he swore it. A lop-sided kind of smile formed on his lips as he watched her, taking in every detail of her. How were all of these people not staring at her too? He couldn’t tear his eyes away. 

Finally, he went over, mesmerized, overtly so, as he stops before her, hands tucked away in his pockets, otherwise they might wander to her waist or try to take her hands, and doing that right in front of the coaches was a bad idea. “Has anyone told you just how beautiful you look today? If not, it’s a sin. You’re breathtaking, Wen.” His smile reached his eyes ever so slightly, a soft crinkle forming in them. 

@rkwendy

[seulgirk]

Summer Time || Seulgi & Minhee

@rkxminhee

“Unnie! Have you had enough to eat?” Seulgi asked Minhee as she approached the older trainee.  She was glad for the opportunity to get outside and enjoy the sun, though with as hot as it was, she was slightly missing the aircon that was inside waiting for their return.  “I can’t believe they let us all take a break for this, it’s kind of fun, isn’t it?” She thought it was, anyway, she had been happy to get out and see some familiar faces, especially some that she had just met recently.

“Ah, it’s hot though, right? Be sure to drink lots of water, don’t want you to get sick from the heat when we go back in, okay?” she didn’t know why she was overly concerned about that, she knew Minhee knew how to take care of herself, especially after their fitness day a while back.  “Are you having fun? Did you get to see some people you hadn’t in a while?  That’s what I like about things like this, they’re good to meet up with people you might not normally get to.”

[rkseokwoo-blog]

— do you remember?

@rksowon : july 26th

This was only Seokwoo’s third month as a trainee, and when he heard that they were going to have a party, he couldn’t help stop himself from thinking being a trainee was more fun than he thought. Not that he had any plan to express this to any of the other trainees. Instead he decided to have fun and enjoy himself for the moment, soak in the warmth and try not to melt in the humidity. Eat more food than he should as he hovered around where the food was, picking anything that seemed like it would be sweet from place and chewing on it quietly as he glanced around at everyone else. Excitement was buzzing around inside his chest when he knew that the time for karaoke to begin was arriving. Besides the performance by She’z, Seokwoo wanted nothing more than to get a hold of one of those microphones and have a turn. 

That might have been why he stood near where it was being put together, waiting for a chance to be in early. He knew what song he wanted to do, he knew who he wanted to do it with. Maybe he should have found his partner before he accepted the microphones, grinning to himself as it dawned on him that he didn’t know where she was; the boyish delight radiating off him and then fading as his plan came into action, and he realised he missed one crucial element. But he wasn’t going to give up the microphones after waiting hours to get a hold of them. He didn’t want to lose his spot, not when he could see other people waiting for there chance. Their hungry eyes on that microphone in his hand, anticipating their turns like he had.

With one of the microphones brought to his lips as he stood in the designated ‘stage’ area for the karaoke machine. More than once rising onto his the tips of his toes to tower higher, spotting the familiar girl. “Sojungie! Come sing with me!” He called out to her, beckoning her over with the wave of his hand. One foot slightly stamped on the ground and pouting in her direction. They’d known one another for years, long enough for Seokwoo to know that Sowon was going to be hesitant. All he had to do was get her up there with him and he knew she would have fun. “Come on. It’ll be fun!” Seokwoo promises, taking steps forward and holding out the microphone in her direction; wiggling it side to side for her to take. She just had to take it.

[yyubrk]

wet seat // yubin & joy

so far so good, other than chatting a few times yubin stood by herself and when her legs got tired, she found a seat. lucky for her the table was under a large tree so when she sat down, there was a little shade. it had all been fine, she put her purse in the seat next to her and leaned back and watched everyone else but then someone rushed passed and bumped the table. it efficitvly caused her cola to spill across the table and onto the seat her purse had been in. and it didn’t help that her bag had been just open to allow the cola to cause damage. by the time she looked around, whoever it was gone so she focused on picking up her cup and trying to find napkins to clean the mess up.

she had just made it back to the table and picked up her purse to clean it out when she noticed another trainee about to sit down in seat, not really paying attention. “hey! it’s wet..i haven’t cleaned it up yet.” yubin didn’t really have to shout because the girl was close enough but she still let out a relieved sigh, when the other paused. “oh joy!” yubin hadn’t been able to see her face clearly at first so she didn’t want to just toss out any name. “yeah, someone ran pass and bumped the table so my drink got everywhere. i’m still cleaning it.” 

[rkbyunbaek]

( competitive ) ;

@rkleedongminie

{ tw - mentions of disordered eating }

for months, baekhyun’s appetite has been acting up. has hardly been there at all, one of his favorite activities getting more and more uncomfortable and forced for him and his food intake less and less. and for the longest time he didn’t notice how that affected dongmin as well -- that when he stopped to force the younger to take eating breaks with him daily, in between practice, it changed dongmin’s habits as well. or more, made him return to old habits. the more unhealthy ones. he couldn’t have this. he couldn’t let that continue;

especially, after it went hand in hand with dongmin’s injury.

so, baekhyun simply changed his habits. forced himself to do it and pulling dongmin along with him, of course. because that’s what a good hyung does, what a good sunbae does. baekhyun wants to take care of the royal boys. and of dongmin even more.

and that’s why the plate of food baekhyun places in front of dongmin is overflowing with food, equally to his own, the same things on it for encouragement. meaning, it’s basically just meat because baekhyun loves meat. “eat up well, dongminie,” baekhyun says as he flops next to the younger on the bench, sighing in exaggerated exhaustion as he reaches for the fan he left on the table. he directs it at his face, closing his eyes. “it’s too humid for all of this. i feel like we’re stuck in a bathhouse,” he whines. it doesn’t help that so many people are around, trainees from every company combined with staff.

[rkleedongminie]

stop him.

@rkyooa

the party had been such a good idea in dongmins opinion. everyone who was anyone in the five companies was here. he saw other trainees, spotting his cousin and friends from other companies, the CEO’s were here, coaches and just everyone. even the trainees who were nearing debut were allowed to show up, dongmin has every plan to take out kibum the first chance he had. 

but the big one was the CEO’s. he had spotted eat fresh seongsangnim--otherwise known as royal’s ceo, jisub sajangnim--moments ago and dongmin knew he would need to find the time to approach the older male. he had things to ask him--or well, tell him. 

puns.

dongmin has so many puns he thought the CEO would love to hear and this party was such a good time to approach him and talk to him about it. even CEO’s need a good laugh every now and then. and dongmin figured these jokes would really get to jisub. break through that business man exterior. and lucky he had enough sugar running through is viens already that dongmin was more than hype to go for it. “i’m going to go talk to jisub sajangnim” dongmin spoke out loud, not really caring who heard. 

[rksunyoung]

* ☆ › bottoms up ,

this isn’t much of a ‘party’ in sunyoung’s eyes -- with the trainees expected to be on their best behavior ( when in reality, the exact opposite was supposed to happen at a party ) and no booze ( which should be a crime, but she supposes they’re supposed to ‘think about the children’ or whatever ); but regardless, she was determined to make the most of it, especially considering how hard she had been working with the other girls of eclipse. taking that into account also, events like these where they would be allowed the freedom to enjoy themselves would also be far and few between once they passed the threshold of debut.

it’s how sunyoung finds herself wading through the crowd of trainees with a drink in her hand and a rhythm within her body, passing others while moving to the beat of the tunes coming from the speakers; pausing in her journey every now and then to dance with those who were willing before continuing to her destination. however, sunyoung decides to take a detour upon following the gaze of a rather attractive male, leading her to a certain foreign group member who doesn’t seem to notice. raising a groomed eyebrow, she makes a silent stride towards tiffany, greeting her from behind by placing the cold drink to a bare neck with a glistening grin and an enthusiastic “miss hwang!” handing the drink to the other with a flick of the wrist, “gotta make sure you keep hydrated in this heat, y’know...” she says, dropping her voice as she moves a little closer so that they were the only two that could hear, “because someone seems a little thirsty, ahem...” putting emphasis on the last word, her eyes drift to the male in question ( who was oh so conveniently looking away ) before giving tiffany a knowing glance.

* ——————————– @rktiffxny !

[yutark]

—  hey, blue hair

@rkjinjin​

With his shoulder pressed against the wall, Yuta tipped the bottle once more, letting the alcohol pour into the soda that he was drinking. His head tilted as he leaned in to take as sip of it, nose crinkling at the strong flavour and then peering over his shoulder to see someone looking over in his direction. It must have been the hair--bright, stark blue--that caught his attention. Immediately reaching out as he passed by. “Hey Blue Hair, help me for a second?” It’s barely a request, already tugging the other male a few steps further alone and towards a more crowded area where he could hide with the trainees. His heart pounding in his ears, a heat in his cheeks from the rush or from the alcohol, he didn’t know. Only stopping a few steps when he saw the staff member look back at what they’re doing and he sighs out.

He studies the blue haired male, realising he just momentarily kidnapped him and now he stood with his body shielding him from view. His tongue poking at the edge of his mouth as he peered around once more. The drink mixed with alcohol in one hand, his bottle with the straight alcohol handing from his fingertips and he needed to make the other help him; an accomplice. “Can you hold this for me?” Yuta asks, holding out the drink in his hand towards the other. There’s a moment when he meets his gaze, lingering to see if he could recognise him. He definitely wasn’t a TRC trainee, they were like unicorns; rare, maybe nonexistent. Royal? KT? Nova, maybe? “My name’s Yuta. I like your hair,” he introduces, smiling and nudging the drink towards his hand. Compliments worked in his favour, usually.