#rktaeeun

[seulgirk]

Are You Hiring? || Seulgi & Taeeun

With graduation growing closer every single day, Seulgi was growing more and more anxious about the road ahead of her. She still hadn’t heard back about university, so at this point, she was looking more to try and work rather than just freeload off of her parents.  She started going around the city, stopping at different shops within walking distance to see if any were hiring or not.  Her parents had always stressed to her the importance of her education, so she never had a job before, so she didn’t have any experience really to rely on.

Her most recent stop was a healthy and beauty shop, Olive Young.  She had been in a few times before, they had a lot of products that she would pick up if she had a bit more money to do so.  Maybe if she got a job at the store, she could!  With her best smile, she approached the counter to where there was a young woman, most likely a few years older than herself behind the counter, helping another customer.  She patiently waited her turn, humming along to some of the music playing in the store while she did so.

[areidrk]

                   TAYLOR ♎⋆♓ ALEXANDRA “What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.” Aristotle™

                                                                     [ DIARY ENTRY ]

When I left for Korea, I left alone without this one person that I cherished a lot. In Korea, I did made friends, but there was still this person that dragged me to MTV Iggy and made me fall in love with Korean music. If I had to name this friend in question, this best friend in question, I would answer ‘Taytay’, but you probably would now her better by ‘T-ae’ or ‘Taylor’ or other names that she acquired over time. I forgot when we first met, but I can be sur that it was one of the most magical and whimsical moment in my life. See, we had our ups and downs just like everybody, but we patched up. She has been there for me. Do you believe in cause and effect? I’ll give you a reason to believe in it. When I saw those girls on the stage of MTV Iggy, I instantly wanted to join them. I had a dream that, one day, I would be on the same stage. I did not want fame or anything. I just wanted to be up there. It would have not happened if I did not agree on going to that concert with Taylor. She had a pair of tickets, so she invited me. At first, I was reluctant, because I did not know anything about K-Pop, hell, I was one of those people who only knew Japan and China. I maybe I would say that I knew Thailand, because Thai Express? Really, my knowledge of Asia was fairly limited on overrated stuff. Taylor’s efforts paid off into giving me a dream. That is why I am in Seoul, South Korea today. It’s because of a great, sassy and caring friend named Taylor (not Swift or Lautner but) Lee Taeeun (yes, the youtuber).

                                                                          [ THE END ]

[rkseungmi]

*` gangnam (en)counters

@rktaeeun:

the younger girl had been familiar from the first moment taeeun laid eyes on her. her brother wasn’t the first person to come to mind when thinking of how she knew someone else but it was slowly sinking in that her brother not only had a presence in seoul but he found a home there. after thinking of the city they grow up in together as their only home, it was almost unsettling to realize. still, it didn’t necessarily bother her. it was a change as was the change in her permanent address, a change she still hadn’t made adamant to her parents aspermanent. her mom thought it best to consider it a phase despite knowing how stubborn her daughter can be and taeeun didn’t bother to correct her for the time being. the person who truly needed the most convincing was herself and clinging to every part of home didn’t help her nor did she think to stop. 

fingers curled into crimson tendrils as she regarded who she assumed to be the youngest amongst the group of friends gathered tonight. what was her name again— oh. 

seungmi.  right. 

avoiding a scuff to the back of her helled boots with how abruptly she stood from her seat, a skill practiced from trekking everywhere in new york much to the chagrin of her ex-boyfriend, taeeun plopped down next to seungmi, smiling warmly as she started in english. “ you know troy, right? does he speak to you in english like this when he goes to kt? ” 

eyes opened wide and smile stuck on her lips, seungmi laughed at one joke after another, constantly nodding to sarcastic remarks and launching some of her own. it’s been a while since she could gather with her friends, just talking and socialising. amongst everyone present at the moment, she could name more than three quarters. after all, she had always been one to bond over the simplest and most ironic things– school competitions and protecting her friends from beating the crap out of other high school students. if relationships were to be described by a certain inanimate object, hers would be a fishing net. wide, spread-out, and hard to get out of (meaning she keeps in touch with almost everyone she knows).

“seol, can you get me some water? i’m thirsty.” the request was topped off with a small nudge, the taller female quickly getting up without trying to turn down her favor. crossing her legs, she yawned briefly, wondering how long she can stay without dozing off.

a girl with scarlet locks took seolin’s place, greeting her with a smile as she sat down. returning the smile, she waved, hands besides her cheeks and moving from side to side for a mere second. “hi tae...eun?” the girl’s name momentarily scurried past the center of her brain, but disappeared shortly after leaving her in blanks of the girl’s name. raising an eyebrow with an uncertain smile, she giggled, ‘that is your name, right?”

before she could continue, the older girl started to talk. sad to say, it wasn’t in korean and she couldn’t comprehend ninety percent of what had just been said.

“uh,” she blinked in surprise, “are you talking in english?”

[rktaehyng]

@rktaeeun

( sms❗ dumb rugrat )

sent ✔️ no i raised the overall aesthetic sent ✔️ correction: i was born first and took advantage of all the beautiful, intelligent genes our parents had to offer and unfortunately that’s why you seem to have none of it sent ✔️ at least you’re a boy like dad wanted! sent ✔️ i think you are. we weren’t always sure when you were little sent ✔️ i can’t share a last name with you. how gross. i’ll take olivia 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 sent ✔️ did you have to google that? isn’t google your only friend? aww, you’re still so close! sent ✔️ you? on a diet? can you even count calories? do you even lift? sending ↷ okay then eat something long. i’m sure you won’t have a problem with that 🍆

〔 sms: taylor 〕what aesthetic 〔 sms: taylor 〕yea definitely that’s why ur the single one with some failed marriage or whatever and had to run away to korea and change ur last name to lee 〔 sms: taylor 〕u can’t have jihyun noona!!!!!!!! 〔 sms: taylor 〕because she gives me her couch to sleep on 〔 sms: taylor 〕at least i don’t have to worry about counting calories bc i don’t even get fat anyway!! 〔 sms: taylor 〕u rly should take ur own advice..... 〔 sms: taylor 〕or did u run away to korea bc u got sick of american hot dogs 🌭🌭🌭

[rkcheri]

*` euroasian tour

o-liv-ia ! {` the name itself says a lot, even when whispered in her own voice, it screams and she grins knowingly because normally those three syllables from lee taeeun’s mouth transform ( and it compares beautifully to the transformation of a sailor scout if you ask her, nails and outfit on point ) into trouble. knowing where the company is located and happening upon a helpful looking person — yes, there is a type and it’s usually unassuming eyes paired with a friendly smile — works out in her favor, heeled boots tapping against the concrete of the pavement as she dashes to jihyun, engulfing her in a hug. any outside could be convinced that taeeun aims to knock the younger female over with the sheer force of her embrace and she would admit to it without an ounce of shame. it’s like when they were children without cares, without the pressure of new york society that demands propriety and the utmost of grace, a time when children are forgiven the world and adults are constantly cut off at the ankle, the foot even, their achilles heel } hello cousin, did you miss me? i know you’re probably booked tonight but now you have better plans — with me. aren’t you excited? i know i am

*( eyes go round, an inaudible question has yet to leave her lips at the sight of taeeun. to say she’s more or less surprised by the sudden shrill voice that hollers for her is an understatement. she doesn’t expect it to be true, that her cousin -- taylor kim -- was actually on korean soil and away from the concrete jungle of new york, until she actually sees the other. arms are confined, stilled by the other’s hug, a minimized pat on the back is attempted and fruitlessly abandoned until the other pulls away. her own pair of wide eyes, glancing at the older girl -- not sure how to react until eyes roll and the unforeseen winter that had frozen her finally melts. because it was only like taeeun to be as such. demanding, high-strung, very much like her own sister and yet -- somehow a little more fashionable. ) i could say that, but i wouldn’t want to lie to you, taylor. *( she teases and somehow the situation feels all too similar -- with how everyone and their mother seemed to like to exclusively book and eventually take jihyun’s night for their own, dragging her hostage whether she liked it or not; fortunately for them, she liked it 99% of the time )

[rkjxy]

*` photogenic

@rktaeeun

she’s photogenic, it’s the first compliment she would tell taehyung if he bothered to listen to her and send pictures of him with his girlfriend when she asked for it. being that she’s photogenic, joy is also recognizable and when taeeun first spots her, she had to admit she does the ‘creepy stare from afar, squint because it’s so far, and finally approach like it’s perfectly normal and not weird/awkward/scary or any combination of the aforementioned at all’ ending with a seat she so casually takes for herself across from her younger brother’s girlfriend. 

uniform from olive young tucked away into her purse, taeeun flashes that charismatickim smile and starts her first plan of attack. “ hi, i work at olive young and we’re looking for people to try out some of our newest products. your skin is just beautiful, positively glowing, “ she gushes, hands flourishing with her words and she gazes at joy in awe. “ you must have a boyfriend, right? isn’t that why you glow just so much? “ it’s one of her most despised lines. that a girl needs a boyfriend ( nevermind how it disallows the opportunity for someone to be, god forbid in this society apparently, attracted to the same sex ) but it works. she doesn’t want it to work now, but she has to know how troy’s girlfriend handles herself. 

on the rarest of occasions that she actually has time for herself and to focus on her own leisure alone, she is often one to wind up at the mall. the options are after all limited and it’s not as though she can truly divulge on her sorry excuse of a free time. god knows she needed it. though she can’t complain – at least, she’s learned not to. despite the draining schedule and current terrible events, she was still a lucky girl for landing herself the trainee status. it was just one of those days. 

her train of thought was quite far away when a lady with surprising red hair slid in front of her and she was startled – both from the sudden appearance and the striking sense of familiarity. “hello,” she greeted, a smile immediate on her lips; as always in full embodiment of the girl she grew up to be. “oh really? thank you!” well that was new, no one had ever said that to her before although considering the lady’s workplace, it would not be so far off to hear such abrupt compliments. 

a rush of blood tainted her pale cheeks as a bashful laugh took away the first few responses she could think of. is that the basis of whether you’re available or not nowadays? it was a little strange, but then again she’s not an expert so what does exactly she knows? “i do, actually. and while i do love him i think the glowing has a lot more to do with skin care.” she finally responded, a soft smile splayed on her features. “come to think of it, you actually look a little bit like him. must be the smile.”

[rktaehyng]

*` housecall

@rktaeeun

{` carrying luggage was not lee taeeun’s favorite thing in the world. it didn’t exist to her, not when there’s the simpler option of having everything sent from location to location, especially now that she was planning on settling in seoul. packing her entire life into boxes and luggage that she could personally take around herself didn’t seem feasible, even with being one of the strong kim siblings — there was another thing to add to the list of what sheought to explain to taehyung. not a list of what she will explain but what she ought to and he doesn’t always get that luxury. “ he receives enough luxury “ is what she tells their mother who was the main reason behind taeeun’s heavy and excessive luggage considering that none of it was actually hers. the largest suitcase she could find filled to the brim with clothes they had bought on fifth after bickering back and forth on just how tall he had grown since leaving home, ranging from animal onesies — “ your brother is turning twenty ” that taeeun countered easily without skipping a beat, “ and his mental age is eight “ — to more proper attire because, and this time her father chimed in, “every man needs the basics.” yeah right, as soon as he laid his eyes on the more business-appropriate apparel, she was going to remind taehyung that it’s because he’s the basic one. boxes tied together with the most contradicting ribbon she could find compared to the gifts inside, she used the key she had conveniently borrowed for the time being ( don’t ask, don’t tell, no guilt of knowledge or as an accomplice possible! ) and burst into her cousin’s apartment to find her younger brother } if you’re making out with your girlfriend, please pull your panties back up because i’m here 

( * training had left the male a usual burn out and exhausted from his day, legs sore from standing from the strenuous amounts of time; taehyung resorts to going home before being off to visit sooyoung because surprisingly or not he does possess the decency to make himself a semi-put together young man who showers after he’s done with a workout, like how most human beings are—but besides a plain t-shirt and jeans, taehyung’s selection of clothing is all but luxurious. and for someone with the actual capability of dressing otherwise, it’s to nobody’s advantage that taehyung’s actual day-to-day wardrobe is anything besides basic—but just for tonight, and only for sooyoung, does he put effort into finally wearing something actually pulled together and worthy of his fifth avenue status. not that it makes a difference, of course, because when the lock is suddenly turning on its own when taehyung knows jihyun is actually home and they’re the only two who actually live here does he watch the door slide open; his heart plummets down into his stomach when he catches sight of the blaze of red atop his sister’s head because what the actual fuck is she doing here, physically? ) what the fuck— ( * he literally doesn’t even know how to begin, but subconsciously his mind reverts back to their normal routine from nearly seventeen years of constant bickering, sibling-to-sibling insults, and thick new york accents. ) what are you doing here? ‘n she’s not here, i’m going over soon to have birthday dinner with her. ( * he moves from the couch to the front door to help taeeun get her luggage in through the door and wonders how the fuck she managed to get around with all of it, nonetheless why she needed such an excessive amount. he embraces her in a tight, well-needed hug that he hasn’t had the opportunity to give to her in almost two years. ) what the hell is all of this?