GROWING SIDEWAYS, @virtuepoint - Tumblr Blog

hello! val again (also writing for yuchan @mymontage & saebi @jennysaykwa, but this is a sideblog so all shenanigans will be coming from yuchan’s name… sorry) and presenting 2/3: han seowon, sodapop’s main vocalist 1 aka nation’s bf… begging the questions, what does it mean to be a sheep? what does it mean to be a shepherd? like this post to plot, and i’ll send you a message! ims and discord are both ok!

seowon knew from the moment that he gained consciousness in this life that he wants to be somebody that people love. this is an ambition that burns bright and never seems to go away, so his parents had no choice but to just go along w it. sorry!

he took singing classes first, and then it’s dance classes, and then he’s enrolled into an idol academy. was so committed to becoming an idol that he basically ditched his friends from highschool in the process. none of his friendships ever ended badly tho, it’s just… he’s here and there and then he’s gone.

spends most of his years growing up in that idol academy, and then he’s finally a ydh trainee! around those corners, he was locked in and expected a two year training period to turn into four or something, but ydh tells him and a lineup of trainees that they’re going to debut. seowon is ecstatic, ofc… he’s so excited to show himself and finally be loved for what he’s good at!

fast forward. he is loved for what he’s good at, but it’s not his voice or his dance. it’s his personality– the way he treats people around him, his love for his fans. ydh noticed this, and says. seowon, honey, you got to amp up this personality by 928393838%.

has the special power of making you feel like the most important person in the room whenever you’re talking. when you’re close to him, though, you’ll notice that he’s a flaky friend. maybe it’s how busy he is, but do you even know him at all above the idol image?

above everything, seowon is lonely. he doesn’t do this shit on purpose! he’s just so committed to what he does and it’s gonna come back to bite him in the ass.

wcs

surface level friends. he’s currently the mc for mcountdown, and he had a ton of mc gigs so seowon’s probably a familiar face to your muse! i’d love for interactions backstage, stumbling upon him at a cafe near the midas labels building, etc!

in that same vein, i’d really love coworkers! mc partners, etc, etc…

a real friend, or friendsssszzzz?? seowon, honest to god, doesn’t even know who he truly is. i’d love for a bestie connection to help him (and also me…) figure out who he is when his walls are down and this idol image isn’t holding him back. he’s vulnerable to you and shares his struggles! i also think he gives u really, really good advice in return.

ppl from his highschool would be fun too!! a friend who he sort of ghosted and they’re trying to catch him… or a friend who’s upset bc of this… like. oh ok so u don’t even view me as a close friend when u can discard me easily like this

seowon sees u eating chicken once and he’s like. damn they must rly like chicken! taking notes. and then on a special occasion to celebrate u he pulls up to u w a whole rotisserie chicken.

ppl w unrequited feelings for seowon… not only that he’s too committed and won’t even see you as a choice, he’s also stupid as fuck! if ur muse needs rejection, hmu…

#midas:intro #even if my intros r short i promise i love in depth plotting. pls provide n write w me... pls

who's your haute pink bias?

seowon: [QUESTION IGNORED]

#BWAHAHHAHA #MEME.#midas:meme002 #deuxblues

how should i ask out the person i like?

seowon: who do u like that’s not me :(

seowon: i won’t tell u because i don’t want u liking anybody else

seowon: only look at me 🤍

#MEME.#midas:meme002 #rottensdoll

have you ever considered that the moon is kind of like a lightstick for the earth?

seowon: alr… the moon is a lightstick for the earth and i’ll be a lightstick for u

seowon: i’ll make it so that u shine brighter than anything and anybody else

#MEME.#midas:meme002 #honeyhues

would you rather have 5 dodam's, or a 5-year-old ahseop?

seowon: i think 5 dodam’s would either give me endless energy or leave me with none. all of my affection reserved for sweetea will go to him 😅 u can decide urself if that’s a good thing or not hahah

seowon: 5 yr old ahseop would be cute tho 😊 i’ll be the one taking care of him instead of the other way around. ykw, i’ll go with 5 yr old ahseop lol hahahah i’ll pinch his cheeks

#MEME.#midas:meme002 #yourdodam

midasfm

hi, idols! as an apology for the pause in operations on the main and the lack of monthly schedules, we come bearing gifts... an ask meme! this isn't the honesty hour that was mentioned a while back (as that will be used as part of our next event), but we think it'll still be lots of fun. check under the cut for all the details!

#MEME.#ask seowon anyth……

SAVE A SEAT with @goldyashes

As Seowon walks to the more secluded area near the restrooms at the Allure brunch to find Ahseop, he starts to wonder where it all went wrong.

Ahseop is kind. He’s attentive. He tries to get to a relationship akin to a brother’s with Seowon, even when he knows that Seowon tries to dilute all of it into something surface level. Sure, it might be because Ahseop didn’t really have a choice with the two of them being group members with MCing schedules, but Seowon knows he can rely on him now. He doesn’t know why he found Ahseop with a cigarette between his lips a week ago when he walked between walls to find a spot to take pictures.

After doing a double take, Seowon’d just ran away from him. Things have been stiff between the two of them following that, mostly Seowon’s own fault, but it just… isn’t something that he understands. Call him puritan, but Seowon doesn’t want to gamble the relationship he has with Sweeteas. He doesn’t want to push limits. Still, he knows that Ahseop isn’t necessarily reckless. Maybe there’s a reason behind his smoking, and maybe there isn’t.

“Hi,” Seowon greets when he finds Ahseop, “Let’s, uh, talk.” It’s awkward. He doesn’t want to say what about explicitly, but he’s sure that Ahseop knows.

#THREAD.#SAVE A SEAT.#goldyashes #midas spring fling

한서원 (SEOWON) just made a post!

wonmyheart a gift for sweetea who i’ll be seeing often this time (i’m counting down the days!) 🤍 i’m working hard to be someone you’ll love even more 😉 i thought of sweetea through all the recording sessions and rehearsals, i’m so excited for you to see it~!

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#INSTAGRAM.#payola please and thank u.

fallenegos

jieun starts thinking maybe she was wrong about seowon. make that not entirely wrong because he’s still careful in a way that makes her wary, but he’s not as boring as she first assumed. and against her better judgment, she finds herself indulging in this conversation even more. “the lights went out? that definitely must be a sign,” she muses, eyes glinting. then, after a beat, “seems to match the things i've heard and seen.” her lips curve up more, something between amusement and mischief creeping in. ghost talk is stupid, but it’s a fun kind of stupid.

“there’s a stairwell in the building,” she starts, her voice slipping out of the cold tone she usually has and into something more casual. “sometimes people hear footsteps behind them, but when they turn around, there’s nothing.” she tilts her head slightly, watching him carefully. “they say if you hear them more than once, you shouldn’t look back a second time. oh, maybe this one is the ghost you've been visited by... there was something about one of the practice rooms... the lights flickered every time someone’s in there alone. at first, thought it was the wiring, but i heard it only happens when someone’s dancing. never when they’re just sitting there. is it only when you take photos?” she's feeding into this conversation like she might actually believe in the paranormal activity in the company building. whether or not jieun made that up on the spot or had actually heard it from others was something she'd probably never admit.

at the mention of becoming ghost hunters with seowon, jieun decides to no longer hide her amusement. “you want to be ghost hunters with me? sure, why not. don't think the sunbaes really need saving if they lasted this long, but it could be fun." her voice is lighter now, not quite teasing but not serious either. “but don’t trust me. if we run into anything, i’m giving you up first.”

virtuepoint

If you told Seowon from a literal day ago that he’d be trading ghost stories with Go Eunsung’s daughter, he would’ve thought that you were on something. Clearly, that isn’t the case. Jieun and Seowon are both career-oriented, looking forward with a one-track mind, but something about their conversation is juvenile. Seowon thinks back to the tales his friends told him of gwisin and dokkaebi in schoolyards and summer camps. He barely knows Jieun, yet something about this makes him nostalgic.

“Yeah, yeah, the lights went out. I think I suddenly got chills back then, too. It was like something just came behind me.” His eyes are wide, hanging tight to every word Jieun says. He’s not sure if he’s acting like he believes her just to get rid of the awkwardness entirely, playing up a part of himself for Jieun so she can have the smallest bit of fun, but he’s having fun with being silly, too. “Should we go to that stairwell? It’ll be our first mission. I’ll bring flashlights. What other tools do they use? Like… that thing that translates what the ghosts say. Should we invest in that? It’ll be worth it, I think.” Seowon shrugs, smiling. If he thinks about it more, maybe it’d scare him for real– call him a baby, whatever, but come on. “Yeah, it’s only when I take pictures. Maybe if I use that one filter, it’d show the ghost posing with me or something, Jieun. Should I take pictures there again?”

Don’t think the sunbaes really need saving if they lasted long, Jieun says, and Seowon kind of agrees. Still, he responds. “No, but… maybe some of the ghosts are vengeful and waiting for the right moment to strike.” he says ominously, raising his eyebrows as if he’s proven a point. Then, Jieun says that she’s giving him up first, which he kind of laughs at. “Sure. I respect it. But maybe the ghosts will ignore me because they like me and just go right after you.”

#THREAD.#UNTITLED.#fallenegos

egodoll

OUTGOING MSG / from shin doah to han seowon 🤨 (@virtuepoint)

11:49 AM: did u forget ur promise to make it up to me?

11:50 AM: didn't u say i "had ur word"?

11:50 AM: not so sure i can accept ur apology anymore 😒

virtuepoint

OUTGOING MSG / to Haute Pink Shin Doah

12:03 PM: oh 😭 sorry for leaving u hanging, sbn

12:03 PM: lol u do have my word. been busy w cb stuff (not an excuse) but making up to u is on my mind! 😊

12:04 PM: i’d never forget about it/u

#TEXT.#egodoll

soughtlight

here's how you shoot ! / open to : @virtuepoint

they aren't anywhere near ready for ranked.

which is fine; lena may even go as far as to say that she prefers free play to competitive. she never speaks in the voice chat for a reason, barring a private one on discord, and she barely even glances at the team chat even though it takes up a good fifth of the screen. like the men who've defined her career ( though she thought she could have an escape from them in at least this one thing ), lena picks her favorites — usually the one person who realizes being halfway across the map alone means they're not getting any heals and so sticks close — and just stays wtih them the whole game. randomizing teams means she loses her favorites after a match or two, so it's pretty rare for her to actively team up with someone she doesn't know personally. to hitch her healing wagon to a certified noob is unheard of.

but something about this guy is endearing. even if he's really bad at this, he doesn't resort to blaming her or their teammates. he's clearly trying to learn, which is what quickplay is for in the first place, and she feels an odd, almost maternal sense of joy when he figures out a skill or times his ult just right. lena wonders if he feels any sort of similar joy too when he sees that player darkntwisty is on for the night. then again, that might be a bit too self-effacing.

❝ would you look at that, ❞ lena hums, watching the other players on their team lock in as duelists as soon as she selects cloak and dagger. ❝ what are the odds someone's going to swap to vanguard only after we've lost the point? ❞ there was a point where she considered a voice changer — before she thought it too presumptuous. now, being discovered is barely a blip on her radar. teamwork with her new faceless buddy is more important, and there's no faster way to build that than by talking smack about people neither of them know.

virtuepoint

Seowon’s very, very aware of the reputation that gamers have: slouched backs, a dent on their head from headphones, frozen in the same position for hours. That’s why being one is his dirty little secret, no matter how unserious it seems. Still, the fact that he’s this much of a terrible player is somehow more embarrassing than everything else listed above. Maybe that’s why he doesn’t tell anybody that he’s a gamer– because he’s not even sure that he can even call himself one in the first place.

If he watched reruns of his own gameplay, he wouldn’t know how somebody could be so slow and stupid, too. Taking heat from the people in the lobbies he’s randomized in is something he’s grown accustomed to, unsurprisingly, but it’s a little funny. He gets cursed at more on quickplay lobbies than when he’s out and about, facing the world as an idol.

Seowon’s been trying to be good at playing Moon Knight, just so that user 50pizzas can team up with user darkntwisty. He doesn’t really know the full abilities yet, and he doesn’t know why he got sent a friend request either, but Seowon’s not going to question it and be stuck in gold forever. “That’s so stupid,” he replies. Yes, Seowon gives free elo to everybody he plays against. Yes, he still talks shit about everybody better than him. “They should’ve played it sooner.”

Seowon watches the ‘confirm your hero’ screen count down from thirty to zero, making small talk with darkntwisty. The reason that they’ve slipped so easily into teaming is because they don’t talk about anything personal. It’s about the other players, the kits, the heroes. Seowon’s comfortable talking to the girl, and when they wait for the mission area to unlock, Moon Knight is jumping up and down and pressing on his one shot. “Wait, I kinda don’t know how the Cloak & Dagger and Moon Knight team-up works. Help me.” He says dryly, moving his hand to scratch his head.

#THREAD.#HERE’S HOW YOU SHOOT!#lieshe #here i am… after months.#tbh i waited so long just so i could be familiar w marvel rivals and describe it properly #but i ended up not playing again for a month so if u still don’t understand it i’m so sorry.#like seowon i am shit at it too xxx

dxjunyoung

it's like a short little break, something the jun feels as though he needs after trying to figure out how to pull this concept off. his body feels a little sore, but his mind is pumping at the prospect of performing this in front of the crowd at the family concert.

he does allow himself to rest a little next to seowon though, melting into his member's side as he asks what he feels is a ridiculous question, just to momentarily disengage from rehearsal in this moment.

jun does laugh at seowon's reply though — he asks good questions, and jun has to think for a moment. "hm, talking human sized cockroaches..." he mumbles, "yeah. cockroaches that can talk, let's make it extra creepy," jun smiles, before laughing.

he does have to think about his own reply, taking the bottle from seowon and sipping the drink. as he swallows the drink, he starts to imagine the situation. a hundred cockroaches? jun can feel himself shiver at the thought of it. what if they crawled up his pants? gross. but human sized cockroaches...? he furrows his brows. cockroaches that can talk... maybe... if jun was diplomatic...

he hums under his breath, before he comes to a conclusion. "i'd take the human sized cockroaches. we could become friends! maybe i could charm them with the sodapop charm...?" he teases. "or i'd probably need really, really strong bug spray," he replies with a nod. he turns to look at seowon, "your turn! okay, hit me with a question."

virtuepoint

Seowon actually feels himself physically recoil when he thinks about talking cockroaches. “Ew,” he comments dryly, hitting Jun on the back and pushing him away from his shoulder. He makes sure that the other knows that he’s just joking by giving him a smile after a prolonged pause, shaking his head.

“No, but… what are you even gonna talk about to those roaches? Would they even fall for the Sodapop charm? You’re winking at them and singing Thrill Ride and they don’t even know what you’re doing.” It’s one of the rare times that Seowon allows himself to be opinionated rather than just going along with another opinion, and it’s silly to think that it’s about cockroaches of all things, but it’s true. “I’m not going to a house with a hundred roaches either, though. I’ll just. Get lost on the way. That’s an option, right?”

He pretends to think about a question, but Seowon usually saves these things in a corner of his mind for when he wants to fill up the silence. “Uh, would you rather… eat only Midas Labels cafeteria food for the rest of your love or never be able to find love?”

Shit. That’s actually kinda deep. Seowon doesn’t know his answer, either. If he asked that in a fansign with Sweeteas, he’d play it off as already finding his love in them, but this is Jun, so…

Seowon ends up expanding before Jun can answer. “Like… you can feel love and empathy and find love for your friends but you’re never gonna find… a life partner. What are you picking?”

#THREAD.#PICK YOUR HOUSE!#junjulys #midasfamilyconcert

dxjunyoung

pick your house! – starter for @virtuepoint

my house is a concept that jun thinks he's never actually done before. not because he has any sort of disdain when it came to sexier concept, but simply because it never quite fit sodapop's image.

so when he'd been told that he'd be in the 'my house' unit, jun's eyes had gone wide. he isn't too nervous though, about the prospect of possibly having to pull off a concept he's so unused to. if anything, he thinks that their fans might even be looking forward to it ( he can already image the tweets that might pop up – how insane the search engine would go ).

it's the fact that amongst the lineup in the unit, sodapop are more or less the 'youngest'. and jun, despite thinking of himself as someone who's easy to approach, can be quite a bit of an introvert. which is exactly why he's so glad that he's got seowon on this unit as well.

he gravitates towards his member both during the practices and in between; he's most comfortable with seowon after all ( boyfriend duo! as they're famously dubbed ). which is exactly what he does during this designated break. he sits next to seowon and sighs, leaning his head against seowon's shoulder. "would you rather go to a house infested with one hundred cockroaches, or a house with ten human sized cockroach?" he asks, allowing himself to disengage from rehearsal for a moment.

virtuepoint

Seowon doesn’t have any complaints on his unit in the family concert, but that’s not really anything revolutionary– he doesn’t give himself the opportunity to dislike anything assigned to him, anyways. It’s second nature to accept everything he’s put in with a grateful smile and the reassurance that he’ll do his best.

My House doesn’t lead him to that usual state of apathy, though. Seowon’s excited. He’s on top of fan activity and interactions; he knows that they’ve been waiting to see what a more sensual concept would look like on him. Seowon has minor singing parts, mostly, which leads to him just focusing more on this bolder stage presence and the charm needed.

It’s hard to get that right, he realizes, when Sodapop’s concepts are bright and juvenile. He’s been observing his seniors who are in the unit, too, and they don’t seem to struggle when it comes to that aspect. Seowon’s dilemma: how many lip bites and winks can he do without being called cringe on the internet?

He’s too scared to approach the seniors or ask them for advice, so he thanks God for placing Jun by his side. They have similar images: pristine boys next door, boyfriends. Their friendship within the group has turned into something real but not quite, because Seowon finds himself prioritizing the idol-work aspect of it most of the time. Jun’s head is leaned against Seowon’s shoulder right now, though, so he allows himself to take a breather and laugh at the words that come out of Jun’s mouth.

“You’re really creative,” Seowon says, and it’s teasing. “I can handle killing bugs but I don’t know if I can… handle killing a hundred cockroaches? What?” He finds himself actually thinking about it. “Can the human-sized cockroaches speak? I guess I’ll just… see what they’re up to? What about you?” Seowon hands his waterbottle to Jun, just in case he’s thirsty. “Give me a second to think. Let me give you a would you rather question too.”

#THREAD.#PICK YOUR HOUSE!#junjulys

fallenegos

jieun's notes the slight bow, the polite way he speaks. respectful. overly so. jieun notices. she always does. most people either tiptoe around her like she’s something fragile or approach with assumptions already made, but seowon? he'd manage to settle in space between the two. she’s suspicious of it, but it's not like she'll do anything about it. his compliment lands and she doesn’t react right away. doesn’t dismiss it, but doesn’t make a spectacle out of it either. “thanks.” that’s all she gives him. and when he laughs off her second questions, she lets him as she simply waves off the comment she made. jieun doesn't care that much to continue antagonizing seowon, nor is she the type to force a conversation.

but then he asks two questions, and this time, he manages to get an actual reaction out of jieun. her lips twitch, the smallest hint of amusement creeping in as she watches him with thinly veiled interest. ghost stories, of all things. she debates, just for a second, if she should indulge him and make her own contribution to the stories that circulate around the company. maybe she should widen her eyes dramatically, lower her voice, say something unsettling just to see his reaction. but she holds back. barely.

“yes, i have. kind of hard not to hear any.” a deliberate pause as she debated how to answer the second question. "are you asking me because you want to know? it might be better if you don't know if you haven't found out already." and because she can’t help herself from being a little shit—“but nothing’s happened to you yet?” her lips curve slightly, just shy of teasing. “surprising. it usually shows itself to the new ones first. maybe it’s just waiting.” her tone is indifferent as if she’s talking about the weather. “or maybe it likes you enough to spare you. that'd make you a lucky one, right?”

virtuepoint

Yeah, Seowon’s actually facing Jieun now, but he still feels as if he’s being watched. Intensely. It’s a lot like being in the office with the CEOs, Seowon thinks, but he’s sure that comparing her to her relatives is a little bleak of him to do. Thanks, Jieun simply says, and Seowon gives her his million dollar smile. He’s not quite sure if she’d appreciate the pristine boyfriend-like image he gives his fans, and a little more sure that she views their love as artificial given the comments that she’s faced, but he doesn’t know anything else. “I mean it.”

Two can play at that game, Jieun. Seowon observes her, too. Her lips curve upward just a tiny bit and there’s a gleam of amusement in her eyes. The conversation’s awkward, and it’s very clear that the two of them have similar walls up, but for very different reasons. Maybe Seowon’s best bet is to be ghost hunters with her, and he does. “You have?” His jaw drops, eyes wide. Of course she has. She’s trained for three years and her father’s one of the CEOs, but Seowon’s still shocked. It’s not just to play into whatever this is with Jieun, though– it’s the combination of how monotone she sounds and how playful she seems. Jieun doesn’t seem so cold anymore, and he feels like he’s in school and telling ghost stories to his friends. “I want to know, sure, I’ve been sensing a… weird energy around me whenever I’m alone. I took some selcas once up here, and the lights suddenly shut off. I think it’s just them screwing around with me. Does that count as it showing itself?” His head tilts to the side. “Tell me more. Maybe we should become ghost hunters to protect the sunbaes. Thoughts?”

#THREAD.#UNTITLED.#fallenegos #no they're gna go full buzzfeed unsolved next thread!!

fallenegos

with @virtuepoint

there’s something fascinating about people who command a room without raising their voice, or even really needing to speak. jieun knows her dad as one of these people. while she may not have experienced much of what her dad's like as a ceo, she knows him to be someone who can make you feel like the most important person in the world before their attention shifts and they move on, leaving behind nothing but their presence. she knows this is not what everyone else experiences, but this is version of the man she knows because it's the version she calls her father.

who she's looking at is not her father, but there are some similarities between the two. in fact, who she's looking at was the last person she thought she'd ever be making this comparison with. and yet, the resemblance is there. if she was being honest with herself, she saw a little bit of the other ceo in him as well. but she doesn’t voice these thoughts. she doesn't even speak, only watches him like he needs to be studied, like she’s waiting to see if the seams of him will start to fray.

seowon is a few steps away from her, and it just looks too easy for him to have this sort of presence. it's the kind that makes people lean in without realizing it, the kind that makes them want to stay. it’s a skill, she thinks. being liked. being loved. he wields it well. but she wonders, when no one is looking, if he ever puts it down. when he finally turns, she doesn’t avert her gaze and doesn’t pretend she wasn’t staring. instead, she keeps her eyes on him and lets the silence stretch with an unreadable expression on her face. then, as if she’s come to some sort of conclusion, she speaks.

“you’re very good at what you do.” her voice cuts through the space between them, stripped of any real praise. there’s no smile to soften it, no shift in her expression to make it seem like she means it in a flattering way. it’s an observation and nothing more.

jieun tilts her head slightly, like she’s trying to see him from a different angle, like she’s testing to see if the light hits him differently when he knows he’s being seen. “is it tiring?” this time, there’s a hint of curiosity in her tone, but she doesn’t elaborate, doesn’t clarify what exactly it is. once again, she only watches, waiting to see if he lets the moment pass or if he tries to unravel whatever it is she’s hinting at.

virtuepoint

Is the Midas Labels building haunted?

Upon the acquisition, Seowon’s heard ghost stories told by the artists who have been here for longer than YDH has, more often than not. He’s had some instances where he’s on his phone, taking selfies to send on Hi-U only for the lights to shut down a few seconds after. He’s met with this one, now. Lord, please be with him. Seowon’s alone, wandering around the building after a dance practice with his group, and he feels a heavy stare on him as if he’s being watched from behind.

Seowon’s gotten used to the feeling of being looked at, being a debuted idol with adoring fans and everything– but he highly doubts that he should be feeling like this in the company building. He also expects it to go away in a few seconds, but it doesn’t, so what other conclusion is he supposed to come to other than the supernatural, really? He sucks in a shaky breath, and he chooses to turn around and face whatever this is instead of running away.

Oh, he thinks when he finally turns around. It’s Minnie. Go Jieun. He hates to reduce her to just Go Eunsung’s daughter, but the truth is, he doesn’t know the girl well enough past that. Seowon’s kept a safe distance from her. They’ve tried to make small talk when bumping into each other in elevators, but all of it’s just surface level. He notices, thouth, and he doesn’t think that she’s cold. Just a little reserved, and Seowon wonders if the infamous hate train that she’s garnered plays a part in it.

He’s a little shocked when Jieun’s the one that breaks the silence between the two. He’s even more shocked that it’s somewhat… a compliment. “Ah,” he lets out, bowing his head towards her. “Thank you, Jieun. You’re good at what you do, too.” Seowon tries to smile at her, but he doesn’t miss the emptiness that comes with her words. He just hopes that his efforts to make the conversation more lively isn’t for nothing.

“Sorry?” Seowon laughs out, like he’s speechless. He knows that the girl doesn’t mean to sound accusatory, but it comes out as so. He just shakes his head, as if to say no, it’s not tiring, and decides to deflect. He prays that the same God who protects him from ghosts everyday decides to let the two move past this. “Jieun, have you heard the ghost stories about the Midas Labels building? Do you know what land it’s built on?”

#THREAD.#UNTITLED.#fallenegos #cant tell if i matched or if i made this shorter. but balls in ur court now. pls shorten.

on-camera, 18: are you a fan of any midas labels artist? do you own any merch?

“I own a lot of signed Sodapop albums. I guess you could say I’m a Sweetea,” Seowon smiles, pleased. He shrugs his shoulders, and then shakes his head after. “But, uh, I like the Remedy and Phaze sunbaes especially. I think all of the Midas artists have a lot of charm to them, though, and I have a Midas waterbottle. That counts as merch, right?”

#seowon just olivia wilde nodding gif.#MEME.#midas:meme001 #midasfamilyconcert

egokiss

if there's one thing that doah can't stand, it's rejection.

okay, doah actually can't stand a lot of things — but rejection is one of the things she really, really, really can't stand. she's never tried getting to the bottom of it, because doah doesn't need therapy (lie) and she also doesn't have time for it (partial lie). doah thinks therapy is for sad people, and doah doesn't think she's that sad.

but she knows she doesn't like rejection. which is sort of ironic, because it happens to her a lot on these shows — but it's different when the person rejecting you is younger than you, and actually pretty handsome, and paints himself as the ideal gentleman. being rejected by someone like that isn't something doah's ego is able to handle. she can't place her finger on the why. she just knows that it stings and it stings different, and she doesn't like that it stings. so, can anyone really blame her when she pouts and sulks throughout the rest of the filming? it is a bit humiliating to be rejected by the nation's boyfriend on national television, after all.

so, when filming ends and she's greeted with a food truck decorated with nothing but pictures of a smiling han seowon, she can't help but scowl at the sight of his stupidly handsome face. she's not entirely aware of the way her arms have folded angrily against her chest until a staff member bumps into her, and she sheepishly places her arms back at her side, tearing her gaze away from han seowon's handsome face. a quiet scoff pushes past her lips as she turns to find her manager, but a familiar voice draws her attention back to the truck — and she's greeted, once again, with that stupidly handsome face.

she just can't catch a break today.

she stifles a pout when she notices him rushing over. she doesn't really care if he knows that she's annoyed, but she knows better than to cause a scene in front of this many staff members. so, she substitutes her scowl with the faintest of forced smiles, greeting him as nonchalantly as she possibly can. a look of confusion paints her features when he hands her the paper cup, but she accepts it with another forced smile. the warmth from the beverage is comforting, but she still feels irritated by what happened earlier, even if she's trying extremely hard to hide it.

her head tilts as she listens to his apology, and amusement begins to color her features. a coy smile tugs at her lips, and she waves her hand as if to dismiss his worries. "why are you sorry?" she asks, an eyebrow cocked. "do you really think i was hurt by what you said?" her sugary tone is entirely artificial, but she's had enough practice to make it sound somewhat genuine. an airy giggle punctuates her question, and she closes the distance between them with a few short steps, leaning in close as her voice drops to a playful whisper.

"you're too young for me, anyway."

virtuepoint

Seowon recognizes Doah’s tone. Sugary sweet, hard boiled, lodged in her throat. He’s heard it being practiced so much by his members that it turns real, and Seowon hears that exact same sound in front of him now. It’s a little crazy, he thinks, being on the receiving end of it– and then he thinks of his fans.

If this is what they’re met with every single time, then Seowon has got to be better for them. Sorry, Doah. His MBTI still has the letter ‘S’ in it.

She’s looking up to him, clearly unhappy, and he’s still thinking of Sweeteas– Seowon’s very aware that this is what made her this prickly in the first place. He’s been in this situation a few times before, where he’s had to apologize for his actions in the name of his fans, but it doesn’t matter. Watching his interactions with others is the very least he can do to repay their love to him– a food truck decorated with his face, birthday advertisements across the country, and so many other forms of their love that he’s received. Seowon can only pray that he returns it enough, that they won’t see how hollow he truly is, and that they won’t let go.

“You weren’t… hurt?” Seowon asks, as if he’s trying to make sense of it himself. “I think you were, sunbae. You seemed pretty… cold to me, for the rest of the shoot. I’m apologizing and I really do mean it.” So please accept it and let’s put it behind us, he thinks, but he doesn’t say it out loud. The distance between them is closed when Doah takes a few steps closer to him, and for some reason, Seowon doesn’t run away from it or shut whatever this is down immediately. She’s so bold with her words that it pulls something in him, makes him want to let go of some parts of himself and indulge.

Seowon guesses that that’s what Doah does to people. Sweet and sour, making you try another bite. Her playfulness comes easily to her. Doah’s a natural entertainer, and not in the way Seowon is where he’s the cookie-cutter image of perfect. There’s something real about her. She doesn’t try too hard. Seowon guesses that that’s what makes her so easy to recognize in the mass array of this industry.

He doesn’t indulge, though. Instead, Seowon plans to interject, eager to continue and make his point. And again, that doesn’t happen, either, because you’re too young for me, Doah whispers to him. And much to his surprise, Seowon lets out a laugh. He looks away and shakes his head, quickly making the calculations. Simple math, but… that’s just three years, right? What’s this girl talking about? “Okay, sunbae. I’m a little curious now,” A light smile is on Seowon’s lips, and he takes a step back as if somebody waved their hand to his face and said hello, Earth to Seowon. “What’s the… calibre of men you usually date, then? S’okay if I drop the honorifics and call you noona, sunbae?”

Doah’s made him comfortable enough to tease her back. If Seowon senses that there needs to be a line put between them, he’ll take that initiative. He has an inkling that this is what most of Doah’s relationships look like, though. This won’t do the both of them any harm.

#THREAD.#CLOCKED OUT!#egokiss #sorry or ur welcome doah idk.

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