“ what do you a three-year-old girl wants for christmas ? “ sungjae sighs, rubbing his temple as he glances down on his phone, “every time i get her a gift, she doesn’t seem to enjoy them..”
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“ what do you a three-year-old girl wants for christmas ? “ sungjae sighs, rubbing his temple as he glances down on his phone, “every time i get her a gift, she doesn’t seem to enjoy them..”
“what part of ‘on hiatus’ do these fuckin’ directors not understand? i’m not gonna be acting in anything any time soon---and if i had it my way, then never.”
“come on, dude, i’ve been trying to figure out how to actually win at this game for like, three hours,” haneul whines, throwing his headphones off, but then looks up with a smile. “you’re lucky i like you. aside from being cute, what are you doing here?”
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“you know it doesn’t work like that, right?” the producer asked while looking up from his desktop. the desk he was working on was quite messy with pages of notes and music sheets lying about, bags of snacks and cans of coffee being piled on the edge of it while his mouse was busy scurrying from screen to screen of his music program. “it’s the company the comes up with the debut concept and they pay me to write a song that fits the image they want portrayed,” he explains, furrowing his eyebrow slightly. “i don’t exactly have the room to start taking personal requests from the group members themselves, you know. especially rookies.”
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seohyung frowns, something the young man rarely does, as he glances down at his pants, these were too short now too. he didn’t understand how this could have happened, how did all his pants end up above his ankles? did the shrink in the wash? “am i cursed or something? why are all my pants like high water now? or am i going crazy, even my shirts are too tight..”
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she’s a bit too comfortable, her head laid on kyungjae’s lap, lazily scrolling through her instagram feed, ignoring any sign of discomfort from the other idol. “ stop your whining, i’m not even that heavy, “ emi rolls her eyes before she peeks up at him “ if anything i should be complaining because of how boney you are,” she mumbles, before her attention returns to her phone. ( not really, she still wants attention from him, but she can’t have him aware of that for sure )
based off the ‘what was your stylist thinking?!’ starter in this list. it feels weird. to not spend every waking moment of his life in the practice, staring at his sweat-covered reflection as his lungs gasped for air and his throat ached in soreness. since the finale of the nobility, kyungjae’s life as he knew it suddenly did a complete 180---no more slow days, or endless lessons. instead, it was schedule after schedule, all in preparation for one of the biggest days of his life.
thankfully, today was more of the calmer days, with only a photoshoot to update both duke and duchess’ profile photos on prism’s website lined up for the day. he’s one of the first ones to finish, failing to idle himself with small talk with the managers as he waits for the others to gather. finally, someone steps outside of the dressing room, and he can’t help the stark laugh leave his lips at the sight of them. “bro ... what the fuck was your stylist thinking?”