#rkyewon

[rkyooa]

@shannonplumprincess with my lovely cousin~

[rkconfessionary]

yewon, you're back girl, i could not be happier, this world needs your rays of sunshine

[rkohsehun]

calling...

call connected–mother

“Finally!” it’s not like his patience was running thin, but the annoyance in his voice as the line continues to ring is evident. The way his foot is tapping impatiently on the floor could probably drive anyone crazy. He just doesn’t know what’s taking his parents so long to answer the video call, nevermind the fact that time zones actually exist because Sehun won’t call them when it’s incovenient for him (and because he thinks this is urgent. It’s not everyday he bears such great news). He almost taps on the end call button when finally the call connects.

“Sehun? Is something wrong, love?” his mother’s sleepy voice comes through the line as she tries to rub away the sleep in her eyes. It’s probably late, and her tired expression mixed with worry as she looked at him tugs at his heartstrings, making him feel bad about not waiting until it’s morning in London for him to make a video call. But then that would mean he needs to be awake at weird hours of the day and he had school the next day.

“Nothing,” he replies, giving her a smile instead. “It’s just that I got great news and no, it can’t wait until tomorrow so I’m just going to tell you real quick so you can go right back to bed,” he pauses for effect just as he sees his father roll on the bed and scoot closer to his mother, waving sleepily at him. It’s rare for him to see his old man stripped off his authoritative aura like this, looking all comfortable in his sleep wear but he doesn’t dwell on the thought for long. He’s got much important things to attend to.

“I finally did it!” he says, trying his best to keep his voice level but it was hard to keep the excitement bottled up. “I finally got a contract to be a trainee, mum!” There was a pause before his mother gasped, sitting up on the bed and making the video shake. The phone probably slipped from her hands in her haste.

“Oh my god, Sehun! Really? That is great news, I’m so proud of you!” The happiness in her voice was unmistakable and he knew if he were there with her he would’ve been smothered with her hugs and kisses. It makes him realize how much he misses home even if the place becomes too lonely with them being at work all the time. It had been a year since he moved to study in Korea. He could remember all the things he had to go through just to convince them he’d be okay there alone (he’s with his grandparents so he’s hardly fending for himself, really, and frankly he’s still unsure what they had been worried about), and so far he’s been doing great without the constant help and attention. He hadn’t burned the kitchen down yet, that counts for something, right? He grew up, he thinks proudly. “How? Where to? You have to tell us everything, baby. Every little detail!”

The grin on his face only grows wider. “You know Yewon, right? It’s all thanks to her, really,” Sehun starts, carefully going through every thing that happened. He strongly believed that if it weren’t for her he wouldn’t have been scouted back at the camp talent show. It was a very memorable first on stage singing performance for him for a hundred different reasons. He owes her, and he mentally reminds himself to thank her properly later through some ice cream or pizza or something. “It was singing, mum, where I’m most inexperienced, so imagine my surprise when I was invited to audition at Sphere. I immediately said yes, of course,” he continues with a chuckle, remembering how shocked he was at the time. “It was scary!” he exclaims. “Being judged like that. I was shaking so much that I thought they were going to say no. Imagine my relief when they handed me the contract.” There was that look in his eyes, still thinking that he’s in a dream and he’d wake up at any moment realizing everything had just imagined everything.

Sehun was the kind of person who knew exactly what he wants and isn’t afraid to do anything to get it. The audition was probably the first time he had doubted not only himself but his capabilities of being the idol he had always wanted to be. The way the instructors had looked at him during the audition still haunts him sometimes, stirring up the insecurities and doubts he had managed to burry inside his head. He had wanted them to like him enough to offer him a trainee contract, but wasn’t sure he was up to their standards.

“You aren’t required to be good at everything to become a trainee, Sehun. That’s why you’re a trainee. They’re going to help build you up in the areas you’re still lacking at, then help you get even better on those you’re already good at,” it was his father this time, his tone soft and caring unlike how he always is when he’s clad in his pristine, expensive suit during business meetings. “They saw you had potential so they went for it, just like how you would grab at every opportunity presented to you because it meant another step closer to your dreams.” His old man made sense, like always, but it doesn’t stop him from worrying. He’s excited, of course, but he’s also scared, very much so. He doesn’t say anything else, though.

“It’s a little hard to admit, but you’ve attained much more than when you were under our constant care, and for that we’re very proud,” his mother says, the shaking of her voice made him look back up and her teary eyes made his heart contract. “We had been very worried about you going to study in Korea, you already know that, and we still are, we always will be. But it’s been a year, and look at you working your way up to your dreams all on your own. It makes us proud of you. We’re proud of both you and Minsoo even if we don’t tell your brother that very often,” she chuckles bitterly and Sehun gives her a sad smile. He knows how she feels, being the brother Minsoo absolutely despises. He looks up to his brother. He’s one of the reasons why he even wanted to become an idol, too. “So believe us when we say you’re going to be alright. We’ll always be right here if you need us. You know that, right?”

Sehun chuckles and rolls his eyes, but gives his parents a wide grin. He knows better than to question that part. “Thank you,” he says. “This is slowly becoming real sad. It’s supposed to be a happy news!“ He knows it’s late, and he feels bad for waking them up at the wee hours of the morning to talk. “I think it’s time for you guys to head back to bed. I’ll talk to you guys later, yeah?”

“Keep in touch this time, okay?” she says and he nods his head before the call ends. Sehun rolls over on his bed, burying his face in his pillow when his phone vibrates, a short message flashing on the screen from his dad. He smiles as he reads it.

“You can do it, kid. Fighting!”

[rkohsehun]

Spring Love by Eric Nam and Wendy (Red Velvet) tagged: @rkyewon lyrics credits: colorcodedlyrics

The nerves are practically eating him alive. His hands were sweaty and his heart is about seconds away from jumping out of his chest. The pep talk Yewon had given him did little to calm his nerves, obviously, his brain conjuring up hundreds of scenarios where he messes up and ruin the whole performance for them. He’s already given Yewon a hundred apologies in advance for that, and although the younger had already told him it’s okay and that they were in this together and that he’s not going to ruin it, he couldn’t help but still feel bad at possibly sucking big time at this.

But Sehun was older, albeit only just a little, and he knew he had to reassure Yewon too in any way he can. It would be too unfair to leave everything in Yewon’s hands just so he could sulk. He had already been both embarrassed and thankful for her support when he had practically crumbled from mere nerves a while ago. It was one thing to be dancing in front of a crowd, something he’s beyond comfortable to do. It’s a total different story to sing, knowing he isn’t exactly good at it yet and doing it live nonetheless - you can imagine his fears. He’s practically glued himself to Yewon whining and apologizing at the realization, which the younger took in calmly and petted his head in an attempt to calm him until it was their turn to take the stage.

His hands turned a tad bit more sweaty when their names were called and he tried to hide himself behind Yewon, failing because of the height difference. There was a reassuring pat on the shoulder and a kind smile from Yewon that successfully pushed him to stand beside her. There was a moment of silence, a deep breath taken and the guitar strumming finally reaches everyone’s ears. 

눈꽃이 내린 버스 정류장에 날 데려다주다 꼭 내 손을 잡는 너 때문에 나 놀랐어 아주 오래전부터 숨겼던 내 맘이 들킨 걸까 부는 바람에 실린 우리에게 번진 This is love  You walked me to the bus stop as snow was falling Then you held my hand and it surprised me Did you notice my heart that I’ve been hiding for a while? It’s in the blowing wind, it’s spreading inside of us, this is love 

“We practiced enough for this. We’ll be fine.”

Sehun repeats the words in his head as he swayed to the music, encouraging everyone to clap their hands with him. Being nervous in a performance is normal, he knew, but he’s not about to make it obvious and worry Yewon more than she already is, not when she’s the first to sing. Instead, he tries to build up the crowd, smiling and nodding his head to the beat as the crowd’s clapping gradually grows louder.

The music is slow, the words depicting that of a love that blooms in spring and although he doesn’t quite relate to the whole being in love thing, the song is great - he’s gotta hand it to Yewon’s taste, really. The evening summer breeze and the relaxing beat helps him calm down and soon he’s hearing nothing but the strumming of the guitar and Yewon’s sweet voice that he finds himself smiling comfortably when their eyes meet. There’s something about that look that makes him feel all giddy inside but he quickly puts it on the obvious feel of the moment that the song gives. Sehun gives her a thumbs up, suddenly feeling proud of her singing. It only gives him more reason to give his best. She had put her trust in him and he’s not about to screw that up.

내 마음에 내려와 사뿐히 내려와 네 어깨 위에도 벌써 내린 그 이름 봄인가 봐 우리 잡은 손 틈 사이 얇아진 외투 사이 어느새 스며들어 우릴 변화시킨 봄이 왔나 봐 It falls in my heart, it falls lightly The name that fell on top of your shoulders, I think it’s spring – Between the spaces of our held hands, between the lighter clothes It spreads and it changes us, I think spring has come

Surprisingly, Sehun didn’t forget the lyrics like he had thought he would. He did it a few times when they were practicing, forgetting it again when they did a final run through of the song a while ago, but with Yewon’s lead and the music finally getting to him, he sings with ease. He’s tapping his hand on his lap, his body moving to the beat, enjoyment clear in his every movement. He raises a hand up, waving it side to side and encourages everyone to do the same, grinning brightly when everyone followed his lead.

Sehun remembers the first time he performed in a crowd like this. He had been a lot calmer then, more composed. The only difference then was that he was rapping, a style he’s far more comfortable with compared to singing. He’s just not that confident in his ability to sustain a note, let alone hit the right ones. Yewon had been real helpful though, and he’s grateful for the younger’s patience in teaching him.

This might just be the first time he’s in front of an audience to actually sing, and although he had quite a hilarious moment prior to their performance, he realizes that singing is much more fun than he had thought it to be. He likes the way his and Yewon’s voice blends smoothly like this, like they’ve done this all their life and it only makes him feel more at ease. He can do this, he thinks. And the encouraging smile she always seem to give him is enough to boost his confidence.

첨엔 그랬어 편한 친구 혹 동생 같았어 치마를 입고 꾸민 모습에도 놀라지 않았어 뭐가 우릴 지금 이렇게 바꿔 놓은 걸까 Maybe it’s crazy Can I call you my baby Yeah 

At first, you were like a close friend or a younger sister I wasn’t shocked even when you wore skirts or makeup But what has made us change like this now? Maybe it’s crazy Can I call you my baby Yeah  

The second verse had been the most dreaded part when they were still practicing, mainly because he had to do it alone. The paper where he had printed the lyrics on was always in his hands, refusing to run through the song without it, worried that he’s going to forget his lines. He couldn’t even remember a time where he’s put that paper down whether they’re practicing or not. It’s literally with him wherever he goes.

This time though, his timing was perfect, the words flowing as natural as breathing without the nervous shaking he was almost sure to be there. He’s even found the courage to walk around, smiling at everyone he makes a brief eye contact with. His back is straight, a sense of confidence only seen on him when he’s onstage dancing. He’s finally having fun, all traces of doubts and insecurities forgotten, and it’s positively showing.

Soon he’s dancing to the music as he sings, walking back to stand beside Yewon in the middle again. It’s probably the song, or the overall feel of the performance, but Sehun finds himself slinging an arm over Yewon’s shoulders, side hugging her comfortably just as the words “can I call you my baby?” rolls off his tongue.

우리 서로에 기대어 잠든 벤치 투명한 하늘에 물든 Sweet cherry blossom 늘 이러면 좋겠다 Yeah 우릴 바꾼 그 이름 봄봄봄 봄 Ooh (Ooh yeah) 널 사랑해 너를 사랑해 사랑해 널 Yeah  We fell asleep on a bench, leaning on each other The sweet cherry blossom colors the clear sky I wish it was always like this The name that changed us, spring spring spring I love you, I love you, I love you  

넌 봄이 돼줘 항상 나는 꽃이 될게 서로를 녹여주고 열리게 해주면 좋겠다 안 보이던 마음과 마음 마주한 시선 사이 겨우내 숨어있던 꽃이 피었나 봐 봄이 왔나 봐 Be my spring, I’ll always be your flower I hope we can melt each other and open each other up Our heart to heart that wasn’t visible before Now we’re facing each other The hidden flower is finally blooming I think spring has come    

This time when they sing together Sehun is obviously much calmer, more comfortable. The smile on his face was hard to wipe off, and he’s making them both sway side to side to the rhythm of the music. The words flow naturally, and he had never thought he’d be able to sing like this - so carefree with absolutely nothing to worry about - ever. He was having a lot of fun, and that alone made it easier for him to hit the right notes and say the correct words.

What with the new surge of energy, it was almost impossible for Sehun to stay still. There’s a skip in his every step as they went around with him waving his hand while still side hugging Yewon.

If he thinks about it, none of this would have happened if it weren’t for Yewon asking him if he could perform with her, or if she didn’t push him enough and made him believe he’s as talented in singing as most people around them. He had had his doubts, probably more than he could count while they practiced and as the day of the performance got nearer, and if he’s going to be completely honest, he’s still unsure even at that very moment. But Yewon seem to be having the time of her life (or at least he hopes so) and that’s all Sehun needs to feel proud and happy and thankful, all at the same time, of what they had accomplished here today. The worries and the insecurities will inevitably haunt him again, probably as soon as their performance is over, but he’s going to worry about that later. Right now, they’ve got a performance to nail down.

This time though, he’s got no doubts.

If he weren’t already busy grinning he would have tried to form a heart with Yewon just as the song ends, but he supposes tightening the hug would do just as much.

[rkbomi-blog]

a little bit of a stretch;

( `willow’s not sure if it’s her overflowing enthusiasm in everything she does, or the limited space they are in, which makes it impossible for her to stretch her limbs without hitting someone around her by accident. it’s been the fourth time she’s done it, with the last culprit being her foot poking yewon’s butt ( unintentionally, of course ) when she stretches her right leg. the dancer squirms to the opposite side a little as she laughs ) i swear i’m not doing it on purpose! my legs are just too long~ ( `how ironic that she, 165 centimeters tall, is making such a joke towards someone who’s almost as tall as her at 17 years old )

[kibumrk]

★ oppa oppa

rkyewon:

*charisma starter

it had been so long since they had last spoken that yewon had lost count of the time. like most who drift apart, life had seemed to interfere with their friendship and distance them from each other. even so, yewon couldn’t forget him. what kind of friend would she be if that happened? she might have other obligations, but every once in a while he would cross her mind and she would wonder how key oppa was doing.

funny how fate had a way of making things happen.

she was in line to check out at a local convenience store because she had run out of lead for her mechanical pencil and needed to restock when out of the corner of her eye she spotted a familiar figure. she did a double take in disbelief, and her eyes widened almost comically. “key oppa?” she spoke carefully, as if time could somehow make her forget his name. “is that really you? what are you doing here?”

sometimes, kibum just needs a pick-me-up. sometimes it comes in the form of going over to taemin’s and just hanging out with him ( and sometimes yeri or yuri, if either of them happens to be there ) for a while. sometimes it comes in the form of going to sunshine studios and teaching one of his weekly classes there, getting to dance away from the pressure of royal. sometimes it comes in the form of simply sitting at home and giving himself a chance to be alone with his thoughts as he journals or just sits and allows himself to think. sometimes it even comes in the form of splurging on a few of his favorite snacks, which is what he’s getting ready to do now.

his weight and diet trainer would have a conniption if she saw what he was buying, and the thought actually made him smile. he doesn’t eat this kind of thing often, which is what makes it such a treat when he does. he gets in line behind a girl holding a few small things to buy, and pulls out his phone to check his instagram as he waits. however, before he can even open the app, he hears his name and looks up at the girl, puzzled. 

his eyes widen as they land on the girl in front of him, who he recognizes now that he can properly see her face. “yewon?” he breathes, and after a few seconds the shock in his expression transforms into joy, and he grins at the younger girl. “i could ask you the same thing! i haven’t seen you in ages! you got into sphere, right? are you still there? how have you been?” the questions spill from his lips as quickly as he can think of them, and if his arms weren’t full of junk food he would have already hugged her. 

[rkwendy]

★ heroines

*charisma starter [ @rkyewon​ ]

she was roughly certain that yonsei university was the school her brother was attending. if she had to put that into a percentage… well, she would rather not. the number wouldn’t be the most ideal. (to be fair, she had her head so far deep into textbooks she couldn’t think–let alone keep track of where her brother was attending. all she knew was that he was likely to be moving out soon, but she was trying to forget that particular knowledge.) with no validation, she was admittedly very nervous about coming to the property, but her brother had forgotten his key at home. that just wouldn’t do.

the campus was large and searching it would be a daunting task. yewon unconsciously held the key close to her for comfort as she looked around for her brother. with each passing second, she only grew more anxious. she exhaled a defeated sigh as she accepted that the only way she would find him was with some assistance.

the student nearest to her didn’t appear outwardly intimidating–or at least that’s how yewon perceived her. yewon approached cautiously. her nerves made her hesitate halfway and reconsider her options, but she pressed forward in the end. standing in front of the other, she twisted and toyed with the key in her fingers. “h-hi–um, i’m yewon. i’m looking for my brother?” the stutters in her voice were obvious, and a pink flush warmed her cheeks as she noticed she was stumbling over her words. “he left his k-key at home,” she began to explain, “and i know he’ll need it so i came to bring it to him.” an awkward pause settled in before yewon realized she hadn’t gotten to her point. “c-could you help me? i-i mean if it’s not too much trouble?”

Koeun promised her they’ll go to the library together… but where the hell is she? Koeun’s class was supposed to end at least five minutes ago. Maybe she got caught up with talking to some other classmate of theirs? She looks at her phone. There’s no message from her roommate. Sighing, she throws her phone inside her school bag as she decides to read. Johnny, Yuta, and Ten had offered to keep her company, but she insisted that they go ahead to the library to get them a good table with seats for all five of them. Maybe she should have asked at least one of them to stay with her. 

Sighing, she peruses her copy of What the Dog Saw for what is possibly the hundredth time. Johnny’s recommendations never disappoint her; after all, as an award-winning author himself, he knows what she would like. She looks around, but there’s no sign of her roommate. Did Koeun get lost again? 

As she hears footsteps approach, she doesn’t bother looking up, as people walk around the area. However, it’s the hesitation in a young girl’s voice that has Wendy looking up from her book. Standing in front of her is a young girl, probably around Yeri’s age or younger, staring at her with possibly the most confused and lost puppy eyes she’s ever seen. Oh God… If there’s one thing she’s weak for, it’s children… especially lost children… “What’s your brother’s name? What year is he in and what’s he majoring in?” she asks. She wants to help this poor soul, but at the same time, Yonsei has a huge student body population. She’s only a freshman, and doesn’t know many upperclassmen, save for Luhan oppa and the members of the glee  and musical theater clubs. “I’m only new here myself… but let’s see how I can help you… what’s your name again?” 

[rkohsehun]

★ softly now

@rkyewon

*charisma starter

everything in life had to be put on pause while she put all her efforts into her schoolwork. this much pressure couldn’t be good for her, especially when she wasn’t used to it. she had worn herself out this past month with all the studying she had done, and it was really starting to show. the papers in front of her were left untouched. she had finally hit a point where she couldn’t focus. the exhaustion was overwhelming. it was really no surprise when she started dozing off while sitting next to sehun at lunch, pressing gently into his shoulder.

the moment is short-lived. her eyes fluttered open upon the impact, and she pulled herself off of him too quickly. sparing him an awkward glance, she mumbled, “oh, i’m sorry, sehun.” there was a brief pause as she contemplated admitting it, but she spoke anyway, “i haven’t been getting much sleep lately. i’ve been doing this.” she gestured to the homework on the table. it never seemed to end.

Sehun tried his best to make sense of the set of math problems laid out in front of him, but sleep is quicker to invade his system than the equation he desperately needed to answer the problem. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed exactly, but he’s more than sure that he had spent more time in staring at his notebook than trying to actually do some work. His eyes are drooping already, his chin on the verve of slipping from where it had been resting on his hand that’s propped up on the table when he sways a little from a sudden weight on his shoulder, effectively waking him up.

Sehun grins, finding a sleepy Yewon cute. He bumps their shoulders playfully and tries to cover all their pending homework with his hands (which he’s almost successfulnin doing considering how big his hands are).

“Do you want to take a quick, power nap before we continue studying?” he asks, worry evident in his voice as he looks at her, a small smile on his lips. He’s hoping she’d say yes so he can have an excuse to ignore school work, but with Yewon being a good student and all, she might want to finish everything before they can laze around to their heart’s content and he doesn’t mind doing that, too. Plus, he would feel a lot better knowing Yewon’s getting enough rest.