#ws:meme

[haneulws]

* /  @seojinws​ said: “If you’re this bad at small talk, how did you get your job?”

han would be insulted, if only seojin wasn’t right. he’d always been on the shyer side and, outside of his own group members and a few phoenix members, he didn’t have that many friends because of it. still, he still tried and, unfortunately for both himself and seojin, he failed miserably.

he could laugh about it, though. a small chuckle passed his lips as he bent down to pick up noeul, holding her tightly to his chest as she attempted to sniff the air between the pair. sometimes he envied her; the way she seemed to make friends so easily at every dog park han brought her to.

“i don’t know, maybe CEO yoo has a soft spot for me.” he shrugged as noeul struggled in his arms. setting her back down, he scratched her head softly before returning his attention to seojin. “and anyway, it’s not like there’s that much small talk involved in being an idol. being bad at small talk in my personal life doesn’t affect my job, i don’t think.” he concluded, watching noeul attempt to walk circles around him to trap him in her leash.

[wsdohee]

“Sorry about that. I didn’t see you there.”

sentence starter meme / accepting!

bumping into hyunsoo after all these years was a little odd. they went from being two kids hanging around broadcasting stations to now performing in them. dohee’s changed. she knows that. which means she also knows that she feels a layer of vulnerability whenever she’s around someone that’s known her before this whole journey of becoming an idol. before she entered yuseong’s buildings, got sold out to wishbone and then eventually debuted in an idol group that she can call her own. 

so there’s a joke on the tip of her tongue when she hears what hyunsoo has to say after literally crashing into her, but she swallows it. instead, she gives him an acknowledging nod before letting a careful chuckle escape her lips. they’re technically not in front of the cameras which means she doesn’t have to force her vitamin-filled smile and high-toned voice. nevertheless, there’s still a few looking eyes including their respective members as they idle around backstage, waiting for whatever cue to come for all of them. 

“didn’t think i was that short,” she comments eventually before looking up at him. it’s weird because he’s grown like two heads taller while she’s remained close to the ground. she doesn’t know everything he’s been through to get to where he is now, but she can’t help but wonder if he’s suffered as much as she has. 

[wsdohee]

“There’s something else bothering you, I know how that head of yours works.”

sentence starter meme / accepting!

as much as she hated admitting to it, chorong was absolutely right. there was something else in her head that she just couldn’t shake off. dohee liked to think that she had become a master at keeping a poker face. if she could pull off that happy pill energy persona in front of the cameras then why couldn’t she maintain a poker face behind the cameras, right? 

wrong. 

biting down on her bottom lip, she let out a sigh at how readable she’d become with her own members. the people she wanted to bother the least. if it were some random music show staff member, she doesn’t think she would have cared as much. probably would have just put on that fake smile of hers and tell them that she was fine. but she knows chorong won’t just walk away. not after she found her like this. 

“i’m just concerned.” to say the least, but she wouldn’t admit to that. at least not now. “confused?” hell, even she doesn’t know what’s really bothering her. she should be happy right now with dandelion reaching a year into their career and having a seemingly upwards momentum, but she can’t tell how much of that falls onto her. how much of that love and support is going to her directly. 

“i’ll figure it out though.” and with that she gives chorong a more genuine smile. or so she tries. but as always, she tries to brush off her own worries in the hopes that if she ignores them, they’ll actually go away.

[wshyunsoo]

@wsjeongmin​    //    "sorry about that. i didn’t see you there."

The impatient young man tapped his fingers against the glossy surface of the table he now draped himself over. There was a slight tinge of guilt ㅡ knowing full well it would need to be wiped down in a matter of minutes. His weak attempt to make up for the smudges was to pluck a number of fallen petals from the wood and place them in his open palm. Not yet wilted, vibrant, still plush, and full of life. Tears from a thoughtful bouquet he purchased from the florist ㅡ one he was too shy to gift to the person he intended.

He wanted to insist that he wasn’t being thoughtful. That he just thought they looked nice as he was passing by … coincidentally on a path he rarely took. A scenic route traveled by one who consistently claimed to abhor nature. It didn’t matter, in the end. The flowers would be left to whither in the shadow of his reluctance.

Hyunsoo released a sigh dripping with regret as he peeled himself from the seat, only to feel the collision of someone else’s against his knuckles. Then, a quick apology.

“It’s fine.” It wasn’t really but he found himself disgruntled with his own inability to muster up a verbal apology from his own end ㅡ as if doing so would surrender some part of himself. He glanced down at the small red mark on his index finger with nothing more than a frown, however. 

Inhaling, he finally mustered up the courage to glance in his direction ㅡ although his eyes averted every now and then. “You should sit here. It’s got a better view.” 

He glanced out the window, taking in the soothing sight of an empty street, only overhanging decorative trees outside the café obscuring the perfect picture. Uncharacteristically, a small smile began to crack on Hyunsoo’s usual stone-like expression. He visibly tried to suppress it, biting into his lips so as to not bear his teeth.

[wsjisun]

“I’m in trouble again, aren’t I?”

the question had the woman arching an eyebrow at the trainee, pulling her hand away from his face, clutching a makeup brush. she was trying to fix the smear that was on the soft eyeshadow she had used for him and she gave a small little dismissive shrug. "i don't know, kiddo, do you think you're in trouble?" it was such a sarcastic, motherly response, and she always had a sick enjoyment of responding to questions with a question.

“what do you think you have done to be in trouble?” nevermind that this was his fourth time in her chair in the past two hours. she was used to having idols in her chair repeatedly, they could often be a bit rowdy and playful with the adrenaline and nerves that came with any kind of schedule. “now, if you could hold still, we could do this properly, bud. don’t make me hold your chin like an aggressive granny!” she scolded with a smile, indicating she wasn’t serious about it, just teasing him.

with an arched eyebrow, she leveled a semi-serious gaze on him. "listen, if we get through this, i'll buy you lunch, what do you say? anything you want? fuck your diet, companies are stupid. you can eat whatever you want, on me."

[sunghoonws]

“There’s something else bothering you, I know how that head of yours works.”

he'd thought he'd been hiding everything well enough, keeping the smile on his face and making jokes here and there. it wasn't anything serious that was bothering him, not really, just silly little naggings inside of his brain that was eating away at him. same stuff, different day, he supposed. sunghoon was thankful that either his members didn't notice or didn't push him to talk about it, and he was able to get through most of his day without being pressured to talk about what was eating him away on the inside.

but when he had gathered with some of his friends for a little meal get together, he was squished between bitna and kyungah while the kalguksu breathed warm steam into his face. bitna was distracted talking to another member of their little party, but kyungah was beside him and didn't have anyone else to distract her. sunghoon had been poking at his noodles for a moment, making it look like he was trying to find a specific piece of food in the broth, but really he was lost in his mind until his friends voice cut through.

"you're crazy, noona." he shook his head, looking around to see if any of the others were listening in, and thankfully they weren't. "i'm just thinking about more chicken." sunghoon lied easily enough, giving kyungah a smile as he realized now was the time to act like he was focused on eating again, taking a bite of his noodles.

[wssol]

“I wish I could accept the compliment.”

  ➝ a few years ago the reply would’ve caught her off-guard and caused her ears to burn a bright red in embarrassment but after years at yuseong and dealing with her members, she was ready for a challenge. instead of tripping over her words, she instead stuck to her guns and doubled down. 

“no, really! your youtube videos are so good. the dancing covers? flawless!” she was incredibly animated, her hands speaking as much as her mouth as she showered him with even more compliments. “y’know how some of the companies release dance covers with really fancy editing and camera work? you should ask yuseong if they can do the same. i’m sure they’d go viral.” 

she nodded to emphasize her thought on the matter, thinking how much good his covers would do. surely they would draw public recognition, he was such a hypnotizing dancer. his skills were second to only the best of the best and it was sure to be a hit if he could release something that had good production value. “you can even drag subin-sshi into it. i’m sure fans and non-fans alike would be so into it. street women fighter got so many people into dancing so now’s the time to cash in on it.”

[yeonws]

"Sorry about that. I didn't see you there."

yeonsu has never been one to really show his affection. it’s not that he’s unaffectionate. just that, he simply struggled with expressing himself after the tragedy of his older brother. through the years though, he had slowly learned how to become more open about what he was feeling through the bond he had with his younger brother and groupmates. it was something he found to be both relieving and stressful.

it’s helped him with his other relationships through the years and how to maneuver his way through the industry after debut. granted, he didn’t have the same talent that some of his members had at being able to say what they were feeling and describing it to a ‘t’ on the spot but he was aware of the changes his efforts had brought forth. more importantly, the individuals who brought it out of him more naturally.

so when he runs into bitna at the company, who looks a little more than dejected along with the fact that she hadn’t realized who he was in her rush to leave… yeonsu was immediately concerned.

“bitna,” yeonsu calls out softly to coax the younger female to notice that it’s him. “is everything okay?”