“You’re kind of jumping the gun, aren’t you?”
the words broke her of her reverie and she tilted her head up to look at seojin, blinking at him almost expressionlessly as her thumb moved to turn her phone screen off. “you think so?” she leaned back on the couch in the dressing room, taking a break from doing her job. “see, i have a motto, yeah?” sunny leaned forward, looking up at the other with a serious expression in her eyes. “feel everything, you know? to the fullest, feel it to one hundred percent. if you’re happy, feel it all over. if you’re sad, feel it all over. this is no different.” reaching for her phone, she turned her screen back on and turned it towards the solist. her screen reflected a cute picture of a girl smiling at the camera with a ‘it’s a match!’ over the top.
“see, seojin... we matched. therefore, it’s time to plan our entire life together, no? just because you’re a sourpuss doesn’t mean you have to drag me down with you! jumping the gun or not, sit your ass down and help me plan my wedding.” had she ever met the girl yet? no. did she plan to? hopefully. is she enjoying being dramatic? absolutely.
“so? what do you say? wanna sing at my wedding? i’ll pay you with brownies.” clearly a deal, right?












