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[jvngdve]

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

xosjh

Jongdae stared at Seohyun. What kind of disrespect–“Yes, Seo– I do in fact, know how to tie my shoelaces. Thank you for your never-ending concern. I, have completed elementary school, too, and have learned many things like: my times tables, how gravity works, and even– How to tie my shoes.”

He was met with an unimpressed face. Oh…. She wasn’t asking about the shoes.

“Okay you know what– Do you want drunk karaoke night with me? Or not? I’ve done this plenty times before. Just take the bottles while I distract, alright?”

[xosjh-blog]

baekt

When Seo entered the dimly lighted restaurant, she sighed in relief to find that she had arrived before what’s-his-name as she took a seat at the table she had reserved only hours before. It was a last minute decision, made in a bout of desperation at the realization that the question she was stuck on would prevent her from reaching her weekly quota; she hadn’t even gotten a proper look at the boy’s picture before she was messaging him to set up a date. Though it wasn’t her first, she felt particularly anxious due to her lack of preparation, having thrown together a dangerously low-cut blouse (by her standards anyway) and tight jeans that she was now beginning to regret.

She took a deep breath and reminded herself that she was supposed to be confident. Forward. Sexy. That’s how the girl that had sent her the question had described herself, anyway. Why would a sexy girl need advice from her?! She would think that that’s kind of girl could win over any guy, whether if he was shy or not. From what she had gathered in the boy’s profile, he was nearly exactly what the question called for: a soft-hearted, sensitive kind of guy that enjoyed spending his nights in building blanket forts and putting together scrapbooks. At least she knew he was harmless. Still, she couldn’t help but feel her stomach churn when she received a text telling her that her date had finally arrived. Fixing her hair quickly, she reluctantly tugged the neckline of her shirt down as she got into ‘character’.

[zillyon]

online-dating is to a con-artist what lego is to an architect.

baekhyun whizzed through the bustling notifications on his thirty-six profiles as if looking through the kid’s menu. eventually he made a decision out the twenty-three suitors that wanted to meet tonight following a sensitive formula  --also known as, eenie meenie miney mo.

kim seohyun. suitor for his Cute Shy Boy trope profile. baekhyun closed his eyes in bliss; that was one of his favourites. good things really do always happen to bad people.

                     [inbox msg from: park minsoo] sure ^^ c u tonite                      at the kamong down the street!!

                     [inbox] ㅋㅋㅋ cant wait 2 meet u!

baekhyun arrived at the date in costume --a polo shirt and fluffed up hair, and, a little late, because he had spent too long staring at himself in the mirror again.

not his fault. that was Very Necessary for today’s job.

he looked around to find his date, eyes landing on a fidgeting, awkward girl with an even more awkward low-cut, who, unfortunately, fit the description perfectly. these types are always such a bore to deal with… he huffed. well, at least she has a pretty face? it’s a good thing baekhyun can see the good side of even the dreariest of situations.

he walks over and greets the girl with his Signature Byun Smile –the one that is so charming it should count as charity whenever he flashes it. as he settles down, he twitters in a bright tone, “Hi! I’m---”

fuck, what was the fake name this time?

“I’m.. uh, heh-- sorry, a bit nervous--” he giggled, “I’m...Minwoo.” or at least i hope to fuck i am.

[estrnged]

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Dependent was a word Chanyeol wanted to alienate himself from to the highest degree.  Never again will he place his happiness in the hands of someone else, for such vulnerability could only end in pain on his end. He was familiar with this, yet he lay, shirt bunched from ceaseless tossing and turning with his laptop screen the only thing illuminating his room. Arms folded in front of him with his chin resting on his limbs. “Hm, so how’s it going there? You alright? Eating well?” He seemed casual asking this to his camera, though he truly cared for the answers. It’s been a while since he last saw joo hyun, nearly a month as she’d flown out to Europe to “research” their take on love is different from the east. Chanyeol thinks she went for the sake of it. Knowing that she was out there enjoying herself kept his mind at peace, but somehow he was restless without her usual bright presence illuminating the shadows he was too afraid to wander to. 

Faced with the trouble of time zones, it was nearly three in the morning for him, which was far later than he was used to. Heavy lids begged for release, but he stayed strong for the sake of Joohyun. This was the only time she was available, and he made sure to take advantage of it no matter the hour. “My cat misses you, I think. Whenever I come home she hesitates, looking to see if someone is behind me. Then she walks off when no one is there. I think she’s looking for you. Cute, but I’m still offended. I feed her, for God’s sake.” As the hour stretched on, Chanyeol continued to converse with the other, filling her in on the moments she missed and inquiring about the new sights she’s experienced. In the middle of a story, he listened to her melodic tone while resting his head on his arms. He didn’t mean to, but he closed it eyes, and as his senses slipped beneath him, his hearing held true as he tried so desperately to cling to every word. If Joohyun had paid any attention, she would have seen Chanyeol dozing off with a hint of a smile on his lips.

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⋯ xosjh

After two hours straight of typing out mindless answers, Seo finally looked up from her laptop, stretching her arms up to the sky as she surveyed the small shop she had decided to set up in. There weren’t many people there, so her eye was easily drawn to the girl dancing in the corner as though she weren’t in public at all. While it should have probably struck her as odd, she watched with an amused smile on her lips, and once the song came to an end, she made sure to applaud the girl from her seat. She did not expect for this to cause the girl to go over to her only to invite her to join. While Seo was never too light on her feet, she couldn’t find it in herself to turn the other down. “Uh, I guess- but don’t expect much!” she laughed and got up from her seat, glad to take a break from her work.

It was always nice when strangers played along with her antics. Erin laughed and gently rested her hands on the girl’s waist, swaying their bodies to the light melody. “You’re not that bad! My name’s Erin by the way.” She smiled, guiding them along the floor when she noticed an older man was beginning to dig through the young lady’s belongings. This, did not sit well with her. “Uh.. sir! That’s not yours, could you please back up?” She wasn’t trying to cause a scene, but this woman was clearly sweet and didn’t deserve her privacy being invaded. After all, it was Erin’s fault the woman had turned her back in the first place. She pulled away from her dance partner and crossed her arms. “Or would you like me to invade your personal space too?” She drew herself tall and stared him down, knowing full and well how intimidating she was when she tried. 

[csyoun-blog]

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“It’s been an hour and a half already, why don’t you get your ass moving.” 

Internship? What for? The boy asked dispiritedly, shifting his gaze to his instructor before flicking the piece of paper placed on his table. I knew it was going to be a hassle from the moment he told me to stay after lecture. He made a small frown to himself before looking up at his professor, giving him a small pout in a verbal replacement, hoping for a reconsideration— but gained nothing but a smack on the head with another slip of paper. He rolled his eyes with a groan. 

Daily Seoul— sounds like some kind of firm for newspapers, or some shit like that. Seungyoun whistled as he shrugged his ounce of conjecture, believing that his instructor must have gave him a direction to the right place. Seungyoun needed the internship credit to complete the course, but of course, he was way ahead of his game. He really just wants to boost his reputation by using me as his “honorary student,” to be real, but I guess I can give him the chance to boast.

—The next stop is, Digital media city. Digital media city. The doors are on your right.—

The subway announcement soon marked a halt, and Seungyoun luckily lifted his head up to check the sign, hurriedly sprinting his way out the doors. This is why I should never have both sides of headphones in. He mumbled to himself before feeling the outside of his pockets to check if he still had his phone intact. 

Daily Seoul, Daily Seoul. He echoed the the words out loud a few times until he reached a small building, lifting his chin up to squint at the sun and reading the signage. His earlier doubt on the map given to him, unfortunately, began to creep back up in his head as he found no relevance to an engineering firm whatsoever in the hallway nor the signs that showed directions to departments such as journalism, information technology, new media, and other categories that confirmed his confusion. The boy chewed on his bottom lip for a few seconds as his eyes wandered around the place, looking as if he was a lost dog— before waving his hand in front of a woman with a small smile. Business identification card was hanging on her lanyard, and he took a glance before tipping his head forward in a casual gesture.

“Hiya. Care to give me some guidance? Uh, maybe to the internship interview if you know where that might be.”

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“…Did you hear that?” The girl suddenly looked up from placing items on the counter to look up at the cashier, then looked out the large window. Outside, large, dark clouds had began to gather above them; there would be a big storm without a doubt. Seo couldn’t help but glance outside the window continuously to watch the sky grow darker as it thrummed insidiously, and without noticing, she began to shift nervously. Though she was quite fond of rain and its calming pitter-patter, she did not hold such fondness for the violent cracks of thunder that were fast approaching. Flinching when she noticed a flash of lightning in the corner of her eye, she paid for her things in hopes of leaving before the storm reached them. The deafening boom that sounded the moment she opened the door told her that would not be the case, and she immediately retreated to the spot she had been standing in previously, in front of the cashier. She smiled, as much as one could when they are currently scared out of their wits, and squeaked out an explanation, “Uh, I think I’ll just stay here for a while! No umbrella, you know.”

     ❝ Hm? ❞ Baekhyun looked up from his own basket and glanced outside at the collecting grey clouds, giving the girl in front of him in line a soft smile before he went back to lifting his groceries from the basket and onto the counter behind her own items.  ❝Ah, yeah, it’s supposed to storm pretty bad tonight. Hopefully I can make it home before it starts pouring, yeah? ❞ He chuckled quietly, not taking note of her discomfort.

     While he was finally at the front of the line and was about to pay for his things, the loud crash of thunder caught his attention and he looked out the window, catching the girl who had just been in front of him jumping back to the register, almost slamming into him in the process. ❝ Woah-- Hey--  ❞ He frowned a bit, finally noticing her fear of the brewing storm. Glancing between the stranger and the rain, he gave her a soft smile.  ❝If you’d like, I can get my car and pull to the front and take you to your car so you don’t have to walk in the rain.. ❞ Of course, he knew her problem wasn’t solely the rain and not having an umbrella, but he hoped he could put her mind at ease the slightest bit.

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+ xosjh

By the look of the small pink notebook left on the table when the female stood up, she knew it was something personal but the female had already sauntered out the cafe before she could react quickly. Grabbing the said notebook, she went out the cafe in search of the lady in such a thick crowd on an early morning in the city.