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oriscri:
“mmnn…yeah, babe…hang on a minu–” his words are cut off when the m&m hits his temple. minjae sighs. “just wait until this match is over…” he was going to turn it off after the match anyway, but now that she was being this way, he kind of just wanted to keep going and bury himself in the game. once it was over, he turned it off, leaning back and opening up his arms. minjae had been exhausted, and while video games were his source of income and his job, he still used them to relax. they helped him unwind, and to bond with his friends.
her shoulders fall a little bit at his reaction, now really regretting it. she feels bad, but carina had just finished promotions for her latest album, and she hadn’t been at their shared apartment very much because of it. she carefully climbs her way into his lap, resting her cheek on his shoulder. “sorry. just haven’t been able to spend a lot of time here lately, and who knows when they’ll call me out to record again for the next album.” she presses a soft kiss against his neck. her fingers tangle in he hair at the base of his neck, and she closes her eyes. “i missed you a lot, jae.”
“remind me again of why you are forcing me to do this with you?” sawyer looks around the room in disdain, beanie pulled low over his silvery grey hair. “there is a reason that i work at night, in a job where people don’t actually look at me right?” he throws a look at jace, brown eyes flashing. “i already get enough looks for my funny accent when i speak korean OR english, and now there are a shit ton-” he catches a glance from a family glaring at him “a lot of kids around, and i don’t like kids.” he hisses, stuffing his hands in his hoodie pockets. “whatever.” he grumbles. “if it’ll make you happy enough to not bother me for it again, it won’t kill me. i think.”
oriscri:
@sanhuns // yes again
he knocked on the apartment door with a little smile on his face. heart racing, hands shaking a bit, geon held the single rose behind his back. every single time he thought about seeing sage, his body reacted this way. he could hardly ever wait to see his boyfriend. it was a new year, and the thought of starting it with sage made him more excited than he could ever express. however, when the door opened, a smile busted out onto his lips that he just couldn’t help. it felt as though his face would crack in two. “hi! uh……here!” geon held out the rose. “happy new year. i’m sorry i had to study last night. the physical training license renewal test is tomorrow, so…i’ll try my hardest to get a good result to make it up to you.”
sage peeks around the door before opening it all the way, a bright smile lighting up his features. “geon!” he exclaims before nearly throwing himself into his boyfriends arms, wrapping his own tightly around the other boy’s waist. “don’t worry too much about it.” he gently takes the rose from the other boy with a smile. “i had to work late last night anyway. one of my coworkers called in, so they needed me to close up.” he motions for geon to enter his apartment. “come innnnnn. sorry if it’s messy. i haven’t had the time to clean up as much, working so many hours this week.” he messes up his already tousled black hair. “at least i actually like the work~”
“minjae.” carina says, waving her hand in front of the boy’s face. “min? jaeeeeee?” she whines, tugging slightly on the hem of his shirt, to no avail. huffing, she reaches over to grab an m&m from the bowl on the coffee table and aims, expertly flicking it so that it hits him directly in the temple. “oh shit, sorry!” she laughs, not really meaning the apology as long as it got his attention. “c’mon i know the game is fun, but this is one of the only breaks i get right now.” she pouts, cherry red lips the same shade as her hair. “would you rather play that game or cuddle with your absolutely adorable girlfriend doing her best when she’s not promoting?”
oriscri:
@sanhuns // yes
the choreographer was sweating a bit, bottom layer of his hair stuck to his forehead. when he checked his phone and saw the time, aurel sighed through his nose. he had gone way over his time, and all he could think about was how nice it would be to have his own studio so he wouldn’t have to worry about things like this. he sat down on the cold floor before taking a deep breath. facetime to xing, and he was wiping his forehead of the sweat. of course, he could have just gone home, or just dropped in on his boyfriend, but instead he wanted to just lay there on the cold wood and stare at the ceiling until his body temperature settled itself back down. when the call picked up finally, he grinned a bit at the camera. “hey. i ran over my time again, so the building owner is going to be pissed. ….do you want to meet up, or are you tired? i need some food.”
xing had ended his practice with his dance master early because of the holidays coming up, so he had already gone back to his apartment, his long hair tied up from after his shower. picking up the phone with a delicate touch, he sniffs when he answers the call. “the more times you do that, the more likely you are to be kicked out.” he chastises lightly, but he can’t help the small smile appearing on his pretty lips. “i am always keen to meet up with you, you know that, aurel.” he flicks his bangs out of his face with a prim finger. “would you like to come over and order out, or go somewhere? i’m sure you smell delightful right now, i can just imagine.” he wrinkles his nose playfully. “can you even stand after so many hours?”
kim haneul, college student by day, stripper by night. keeps his two worlds VERY separate. stage name is jewel (for the jewels he wears under his eyes, thank u answer era ateez makeup artists u the real ones). very very flirty and outgoing, kind of a scatterbrain, but his heart is in the right place. bisexual king. the oldest of two siblings to a single mom. got a scholarship to school, but it doesnt keep the lights on in his apartment, hence the stripping. he genuinely enjoys dancing though, so he digs it. really enjoys makeup and glitter too lmao. sweet as pie, and loves dogs. wants to own a bunch of pets when he moves out of his shoebox.
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starter incoming — @sanhuns / donghyun !
face red, stray hair sprouting all over the place.. areum didn’t mean to shout at donghyun. but.. she’s impatient and over excited and it’s mostly donghyun’s fault, actually. it’s not every day, that you get to meet one of your favourite boxers ( nor her fault that donghyun got her into boxing to begin with ). she wonders about the logistics of it all, making a quick mental note to thank, and probe donghyun about it later. “oh, for god sake, donghyunnie!” she squeaks, two fingers poking up to the side of her face, a cute gesture to frame her face. “get a nice one already!”
donghyun is positively DRIPPING in sweat, exhausted from after one of the biggest fights he’s had in a while, and yet, he can’t help but give areum whatever it is that she wants. it’s not HIS fault she’s so adorable, after all. “chill chill, i’m trying not to drop your phone, since you asked probably the sweatiest person in this entire building to take the photo, sweets.” he teases her with the gross pet name, before snapping a few photos of the two, a slight pout on his lips. “i’m still your all time favorite though, right areummie?” he raises an eyebrow before holding her phone back out to the smaller girl.
anomaely:
starter incoming — @sanhuns / songhyun !
although he has company with him, deoksu feels like a really small fish in a pond full of hungry carp in a place like this. surrounded by experts in the field; his boss, his bosses boss and then some, above them too. all he knows right now, is he’s quite… overwhelmed by the whole thing. and all he can do is tug on the sleeves of his suit like he’s never seen velvet before. although he’s brought his stupid juul with him, and claims he’s given up smoking all together, deoksu is quick to welcome the chill in the smoking area like an old friend. “thanks for coming with me, you didn’t have to.” deoksu pauses, only to chew on the inside of his cheek for a moment and offer a weak smile to songhyun. “i know you don’t like things like this. i don’t think i do much either.”
songhyun just hums in agreement, reaching out to gently move deoksu’s fingers away from his sleeve. “you’ll ruin the fabric.” he says softly. “wouldn’t want them to have a reason to make fun of you, now would we?” he takes a deep breath in, leaning against the railing. “i don’t mind them. not too common from my social status but..” he shrugs. “i wouldn’t say i LIKED them though, no. why do you have to come to these sorts of things anyway? anywhere a date is required is a no-go for me.” he snorts, his jet black hair a little bit tousled from the nighttime breeze.
anomaely:
starter incoming — @sanhuns / kane !
it’s official. despite not even starting yet, college is scary. summer break could’ve never begun to prepare him for the realities of it all. “god, its really miserable today.” elliot huffs, finally tugging his coat hood over his head. “ah… what’s that word…” elliot grumbles, quickly grabbing and squeezing kane’s hand, just because he can. “pathetic… fallacy. right? that’s what this is… i think.” elliot couldn’t let them go more than a week or so without seeing each other. no, his heart wouldn’t take it. but it’s still sad to realise it’s going to happen, none the less.
kane sniffles a little bit, his nose running from the cold and his allergies combined. “yeah...” he says quietly, newly dyed blonde hair falling over his eyes just slightly. he scrunches his nose at his boyfriend, shaking his head. “irony, maybe?” he corrects gently, a soft giggle leaving his lips as elliot grabs onto his hand. he squeezes it back, before slipping both of their hands into his jacket pocket to keep them warm. “this just... sucks.” he says, almost a whisper. “it’s only been what, 5 months?” he frowns at the ground, kicking a rock with his shoe. “sometimes i wish,,,” he shakes his head slightly. “no, i would have still ended up at this school. it’s the best place for my career.”
anomaely:
starter incoming — @sanhuns / sage !
his family have always been pretty accepting of his lifestyle. but suhui can still can count on both hands, all the occasions his parents have actually invited them round for dinner or similar. save for the holidays, anyway. experts in bad timing, they’ve grown a knack of happening to pop round just when he and sage aren’t in, leaving packages of food outside their door instead. suhui used to feel bad, let it get to him until it made him mad… but now he lets it go like water off a ducks back. never the less, he’s kind of excited his mom invited them round the night before. placing down the fresh bowls on the kitchen table, suhui hums to himself at the sight of sage waiting for breakfast. “so… remember you can’t finish late today, okay?” suhui begins, placing cutlery down on the table. “you know mom’s a stickler for time keeping. i could always come and get you once you finish?”
sage yawns, ruffling his already messy black hair. he blinks sleepily up at his boyfriend with a smile. he can’t help but just be so fond of how domestic they are sometimes. when suhui passes by him again, he grabs onto his boyfriend’s hand to stop him, pulling suhui closer. “yeah, yeah i remember.” he nuzzles against suhui’s arm, sighing happily. “i could maybe even get off a little bit earlier today.” he scrunches his nose. “get off work, i mean.” he laughs softly. he blinks up at suhui with a sleepy smile, black hair falling into his face. “wy are you even cuter in the mornin? how is that physically possible?”
Saebyeok and Taebin have been removed from my muse list. It hurts too much to play Eunsang and Minhee right now. I just wanna say fuck msnake, you ruined one of my favorite groups. Sorry for the mobile post, its 4 am and I'm upset.
james looked at the young lad with an amused smile on his face, ah yes. the first time when someone drinks their first alcohol. that is always an interesting experience to put it lightly. granted, james really cannot be the best example considering the male himself doesn’t really party too much -considering his nose is stuffed into his oil paints- but once in a while he will. once in a while, it is ok to take some time off from all the exams and everything else that came with -hell- college studies. some may do that by simply staying in their room, sometimes doing mundane things from going to the mall because why not and others may take the time to go to a party that someone from the campus or neighboring ones. that’s where james found himself catching himself hanging around with a kid by the name of apollo. studying in the medical field and apparently his first party.
cue james motherly instincts kicking in and is now making sure the kid isn’t doing anything entirely stupid. key word; entirely.
a drink though…isn’t going to be the end of the world. the orange haired male thought if he were to try drinking, might as well be with his help because…well, he isn’t sure but he figured it would be best with someone that isn’t…a bum to put it lightly. james couldn’t help but laugh when seeing the reaction apollo had when he first tried his drink -for a moment, wondering if he had a similar reaction his first time- and nodded his head. “welcome to america apollo, enjoy your stay” he said in between his laughter. “but you’ll get used to it, it taste bad but guess it’s something that’s…just there for people if that makes sense?”
apollo sniffs again, an indignant look on his face. “you americans are so weird.” he mutters, peering into the cup. “in london, we can drink much earlier and there’s not nearly the amount of stupid behaviors that come with underage drinking.” he takes another tentative sip, his nose scrunching at the terrible taste. he’d been in america for about 4 years now, studying after graduating from his boarding school in england, and he wasn’t sure that he could ever get used to the outrageous activities that americans got up to. “inhibiting your senses doesn’t seem like much fun to me.” he keeps sipping on the terrible drink though, mostly out of social pressure. apollo’s never been to a party before, and so he’s just following the pack. the rest of his sort-of-friends and other partygoers are downing the stuff like it’s water, so apollo feels the compulsion to follow them. “what is even in this stuff? takes like cheap vodka and that nasty red american juice... hawaiian punch? sunny d? caprisun? i don’t even know the damn name.”
several giggles escape from kira as the other rambled on, of course he didn’t mind at all. that’s usually how their relationship worked, he listened and taehyun spoke. regardless, the other was someone who he cherished greatly. “you need to be more organized with time, dummy. that’s the only way you’re going to get it done. besides, im speaking from experience it’s doable and i’ll help!” the pink haired boy leans forward to gently squeeze the other’s cheek. “well, i’m spending just as much time in the studio, right now it’s for a competitive performance i’m leading with new graduates.” with their love of dance, the two were able to bond easily, kira hoped that one day taehyun would work alongside him.
taehyun grumbles as kira squeezes his cheek, scrunching up his nose. he shakes his red hair out of his face and whines again. “but seriously why would she give anyone this assignment?! i’m just lucky that i have you.” he slouches in his seat, looking much shorter than the 183 centimeters that he is. he smiles gently at kira when the other talks about his work, dark eyes watching the other boy. “yeah? i wish i was doing more competitive stuff. all i’ve got this term is theory, theory, and more theory. i just wanna get out on the stage you know? no one even gets to SEE the choreos i make these days besides my classmates and my stupid ass teacher.”
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cosmaeic:
thomas remembers his conversation with the sorting hat well. he can’t begin to think how things might’ve turned out if he ended up in slytherin. what if he was roommates with jingyu? ended up playing together in the courtyard in first year? breaking bread across the table in the great hall? oh, he’d shiver at the thought; it might feel more like a nightmare than he’d care to admit. even if jingyu never fails to make him laugh at the very worst of times. just like now - he’s scared, almost un-necessarily so, but something about jingyu makes him want to. “what did you expect? for me to beg for gryffindor so i’d have an easy life?” thomas scoffs, plucking another book from a shelf, only to shove it haphazardly elsewhere on another shelf. although he can’t see much of the boy, thomas looks what he can see, once over. “i don’t think you would have liked it anywhere else.” its almost judgy, too judgy but that doesn’t stop him. “yes, reading. if it’s not that big a deal, then why are you making it one?” he asks nervously, stumbling over the last few words. “you think so? that must take a great deal of effort.” thomas almost doesn’t believe him; and though he’s a little paranoid, what if some of the professors charmed inappropriate things? spied on their kids? oh, he can’t bear the thought. “it’s not all about winning, you know.” thomas huffs, grabbing another book, only to read the cover and be done with it. “it’s not like anyone gets a chance with those gryffindors running around anyway.” despite all the back and forth, deserved on his part, thomas admits; jingyu catches him by surprise, hues blinking at him a few times. “what kind of question is that? do i not look the type?” why does jingyu care anyway? a squeak of laughter escapes and thomas blushes a tad. “i never said my comebacks were good, but it’s not any less true. just how many of you can read a book?” taking a cautious step forward, thomas admittedly shies away, to shield himself with a book. well, half way anyway. “yes i have! i’ve kissed enough thank you very much. what does it matter, anyway! we can’t all be hiding away in the hallways snogging girls.”
jingyu isn’t a scary person. he knows he’s a bit of an asshole, a haughty prince-like character, but it comes with the territory. his parents had brought him up that way, it couldn’t be helped. of course, he was never a bully, that was something he turned his nose up at. that was beneath his status. “merlin, no. if you wanted an easy life, you’d be in hufflepuff.” he laughs softly, trying not to alert the librarian. he blows his blue bangs out of his face, ruffling his hair so it mixes in with the blonde. “mmm i think i would have liked ravenclaw, but only if i started there. knowing what i know about ravenclaws, slytherin was definitely the right choice. and my father would have been furious if i was in any other house.” the last part is almost whispered, an absentminded comment jingyu doesn’t really mean to say out loud. “well they have to try and deter kids from getting into stupid shit somehow, don’t you think? a lot of stuff in this castle is really dangerous.” he shrugs lightly. “i can’t help but want to win. slytherin, remember? ambition is our highest aim.” he runs his fingers along the spines of the books, looking at them curiously. “well, you are a ravenclaw. most of the castle figures you lot are too busy studying and one-upping each other to get any action.” he snorts. “i would say all of us? how many ravenclaws have any sort of social ability whatsoever, stuck up there in a tower with your noses in books?” jingyu barks out a short laugh. “who said anything about GIRLS, thomas? boys are much more fun anyway.”
“and so i said to the teacher that i couldn’t possibly do that in like a week, and she got mad at me! a whole new choreography! in one week! like this isn’t the only class that i’m taking!” taehyun sighs, running a hand through his red hair. he shakes his head. “like i knew college was hard, but fuck. this teacher is just impossible.” he snorts. “anyway enough about me complaining about my life, what’s going on with you? i feel like we never talk anymore because i’m stuck in the studio, practically living there.”
