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( kkt // 기현이♥ ) jang kihyun > jaehyun told me everything > are you okay? > why didn’t you tell me sooner ㅠ

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( kkt // 🐻 ) not spying! your friend showed me a picture > you come here

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[passiflor]

“You could be brilliant… but you’re a coward.”

black swan starters - always acceptingfor @yeolkeot​

when kihyun shows up at sua’s door asking if she can help him stay out of his parents’ eyes for a while, she’s not really in any position to say no. with a roll of her eyes and a heavy sigh, she ushers her friend in and provides amnesty. she figures he’ll just sleep over for a night, which is fine by her, but a couple of days pass and he’s still perched on her couch with those goddamn sunglasses on. “kihyun,” she says one morning. “i need to go to work today, you alright here if i’m gone?” the question scarcely leaves her lips before she decides to drag him along- for some reason, she doesn’t trust him alone in the apartment. 

usually, she’s the only one in the room besides the small group of dancers. today, she’s joined by a certain orange-haired boy. she’s technically not allowed to let non-members of the ballet into workshops, but she tells the dancers that this is jang kihyun, a good friend of mine. he’ll be helping oversee today’s workshop and the girls all bat their pretty lashes at him and get into formation.

sua’s always in the worst of moods when she’s teaching a workshop, mostly because she should be the one learning, not teaching. hawk-like eyes scan the room full of dancers as they go through their routine, sharp voice filling the air as soon as she catches a mistake and fixing moves that the girls miss. her eyebrows stay constantly furrowed in frustration; teaching should not be a profession for those with short tempers. her irritation doesn’t end when the class does though, and her lips are pursed in a moue of discontent as she sees the dancers out for the day.

“you could be brilliant,” kihyun muses next to her. “but you’re a coward.”

sua pauses, her hand on the handle of the door. he’s not wrong, really. if she’d chosen the nobler path of the artist and kept dancing despite the desperate pleas from her doctors, maybe she would have been brilliant. dead, but still brilliant. isn’t that the fate of all stars, both cosmic and human, anyways?

the door to the practice room closes with a quiet click and sua rolls her eyes at him dramatically. “oh, shut up,” she huffs, trying to keep her voice unaffected by what he said. “who’s the one hiding from their parents right now in the first place?”

[ehontee]

{ Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. Send this to 10 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them! ❤

[lachrymals]

“Are you following me?”

a few starters - ice breakers (x) — still accepting.

his feet graze to a slow stop against gravel. there’s a puzzling pause as taehyung stares back at the dark haired boy, an uncomfortable shift in his stance. swivels once, a quick glance to affirm that the accusation’s been directed at him, and then right back at him when he spots no one else. “me?” the corners of his lips twist into a frown. it’s an earnest inquiry. he should probably be offended, called out for stalking so blatantly out in public - but to be fair to the pint-sized kid, the similarity of their paths so far has been verging on the edge of perturbing. and it’s with embarrassing coincidence that taehyung realizes he’s also a hair’s breadth away from looking like a vagrant beggar; laziness on an off day is a disease he’s yet to amend. the boy’s made a solid assumption, he surmises quick enough, but it doesn’t make him feel any less bitter about it though.

“no, i’m not,” he’s pushing the hood of his jacket off then, softening the knot in his eyebrows in an attempt to look a little less questionable, “we’re just headed in the same direction, man.“ 

a drawn out sigh then, when it feels like the kid’s not buying it, “do you want me to walk in front of you?” he’s trudging forward with a huff, large strides until he’s well ahead of him, hoping to quell any lingering suspicions.

[insolercia]

{ Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. Send this to 10 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them! ❤

amy my darling i appreciate you so much, you and kihyun are quality yourselves! thank you for sending me this! ♡

[inhyelation]

{ Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. Send this to 10 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them! ❤

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