#sooyouns

[thvms-prk-blog]

( sooyouns )

    its been a while since he's last seen the younger, her busy schedule not exactly matching with his own. a birthday party of a common friend at the lotte hotel, hands stuffed inside his pockets when he catches sight of the female fast approaching him. ❝yah, park sooyoung! it's been a long while since you showed your face to me, why is someone lame like you invited to this party?❞ he teases her with a chuckle, feigning a look of distaste.

[thvms-prk-blog]

旦

Send me a “旦” If our muses haven’t interacted yet and but you want us to change that.

i think we’ve both sent drabble requests at least one to each other and we’ve been mutuals for as long as i can remember too. i dont know why we havent interacted much yet but i’d love to write you a starter of some sort if you’re all up for it ; w ; 

[qvescent-blog]

[ + sooyouns ]

[text:] nope….

[text:] I really haven’t-

[--sms]: Were you sleepy, then?

[--sms]: There has to have a reason.

[qvescent-blog]

[MSG:] I vaguely recall putting a toaster in the freezer.

text message starters: part 14

[—sms]: You haven’t been drinking soju, right, Joy-ssi?

[—sms]: I’m worried now.

[kwonmna]

(/she widens her eyes at the sudden question before bursting into laughing fit) I'm not that tall unnie! (/she waves her hand dismissively) Um... I don't know... something in the spirit of christmas, maybe? I'm feeling very festive today!

Shall we make some Christmas cookies? Or maybe just walk around in the snow... or, make a gingerbread house. {' frowns } That's complicated though,and I've never tried it and.. {' keeps looking up, eyes narrowed } Then why does it feel like you are??

[kwonmna]

Oooh! I'd love to do cute things with you, unnie. Let's do cute things!

What kind of cute things do you like to do the most and {' looks up } why are you so tall!

[kwonmna]

Welcome to twosome pretty angel unnie!

Hello and thank you, pretty joyful girl, come and do cute things with me!

[jo-ngin]

sooyouns - ;

SM Entertainment was not an unaccustomed place for Jongin to visit, in light of the continual business negotiations that big companies often initiated, to become - well...bigger. He held little to no affliction for the sordid affairs of these industrialists, although it was amusing for him to tag along once in a while to arrogantly display his incompetence in business matters. He was engineered to race after all, not to plant criticism under the guise of politics. That being said, once upon a time, Jongin had actually possessed the dream of becoming a dancer for the entertainment company, although it clearly did not work out in the end...shame, but inevitable nonetheless.

Entertaining himself with the remembrance of his childhood fantasies, he approached one of the practice rooms at the end of the lightened corridor, half bored to death and half drunk on an insurgent mindset. It was occupied though, was the realisation when he reached the door. 

There was a girl in there - clearly one of their idols from the looks of it, geared in a practice outfit with her hair pulled into a ponytail. She looked concentrated, a script in her hands, and Jongin had half the mind to leave her be. It was only the fact that he found the sight oddly charming that persuaded him to stay, eyes roaming the expanse of the room and finally settling back onto the female once more.