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Minho’s smile grew wilder as the soloist agreed to his suggestion, he liked having someone to talk to. “Sounds good! I honestly don’t know what to expect from that one, but I’ve heard there’s a lot of turns.” The idol replied, chuckling softly. “Do you still have your map with you? Lost mine a while ago when I went to the Flume ride. If you don’t have it that’s okay, we can always ask someone for directions.”
“ is that a joke?” he can’t help but ask. ludi had always been the best at bad jokes - and turns when talking about french revolution sounds like one. in his head. honestly, he should just stay shut. “ a- don’t. forget it.” he chuckles. right before nodding, the red haired shows the map folder. “ you really look excited.” he glaces at minho, but quickly turns away. ” where are we...? ” asks looking at the map. any dora jokes ludi keeps to himself.
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dalxrae:
Dal’s playing with the fluffy hat she has just win on a game when, by change, her gaze catches Ludi not far way. she wouldn’t have worried if it wasn’t because she sees him running away, and she’s following him before even realize it.
‘ i’d love to say that ice cream always makes everything better, but i think it won’t be the case this time ’ she says, a small laugh on her lips. taking a look at his state, hands grasping his head, Dal lets out a sigh and checks their surroundings. ‘ come here ’ she opens her arms and wraps them around Ludi’s neck, forcing him -lightly- to rest his head on her shoulder. ‘ how is your head now? better? ’ she asks, softly, after a moment of silence.
he groans louder. ludi just wanted an excuse to have ice cream - plus, wouldn’t be amazing that something so good would make his headache better? “ i don’t think i’ll ever learn.” confesses. and with a confused expression, ludi finds himself in an unexpected position. not a bad one, though. “ maybe if you storke my hair.” he jokes [ but would actually like if she did ]. he doesn’t move. with his eyes closed, he slowly breathes. in fact, it’s getting better. “ are you done with filming?” ludi asks loud enough that only dal listens. “ i’m really thinking about ice cream.” another confession - with a proposal behind it.
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truth be told, ludi hates those games. and he hates even more that competitive side of his. why would he shakes his head that hard just to empty cups? blame on his will to win, not mouth discos. and blame on it too now, because there he was: crouching in a corner while holding his head as if it would make the headarche stop. there’s some little sound coming from him - groans and whimpers. he said to the stuff that he would be okay ( it’s not his first time and, yet, he doesn’t learn ) and just needed some time - so he ran away from the cameras. ludi tries to stay quiet and shut, but when he senses someone next to him, he blurts out: “ do you think ice cream would make it better?”
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munblood:
Hwan was a little confused but he then remembered how he said the others name. Panic swung and hit his heart as he jumped a little. “Ah shit. I didn’t mean to scare you Ludi. I just know your name. Because Hui talks to me about you sometimes. I’m just glad we’re talking now. Because i really do want to know more about you.” He said, handing the other the sweet potato chips. “And of course. I like sharing with anyone. even strangers because. It’s good to be kind and spread positivity. Even though i know i’m not always going to spread it. As i get sad quite easily.” He said, making a soft frown and then sitting back on the couch. “So, tell me a little bit about yourself? I only know some things from Hui.” he said as he opened the bag of chips and began to eat. Chewing his food until he swallowed. He took his time eating. He always did.
ludi is not korean, but has lived in south korea for so long that he ended up with some customs. he had to learn, after all. so, it’s quite surprising to him to listen the young boy cursing - and, of course, calling him by his first name. hwan is lucky to be cute ( and to be talking to an american ). “ hyung.” ludi says at the end. “ i’m your hyung. well, if you want, of course. we’ll always have sunbae, too. you choose.” he smiles big, making his eyes look tiny. not only cute, hwan also seems like a good boy. “ anyway. it’s really nice that... we still have people like you.” ludi nods. eating the chips, he shrugs. talk about himself? “i... i don’t really know what to say about me... well, i’m not a talker.” chuckles. “ at least not when the subject is me. hum... let’s talk about music. what do you listen to?”
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dalxrae:
Dal almost scolds him silently at his high school musical reference, because for sure she has much better taste at musicals. even if she may have watch the movie, and the second part, more than once… she says nothing at the end and sums her opinion with a small humph! and a glare. the expression doesn’t linger for to much time in her face, of course.
she watches ludi watching her through the mirror, he’s not moving much or following her steps but she knows this is because he’s keeping track of them on his mind. still, he surprises her by quickly lifting her up, his hands on her hips, carry her weight like it’s nothing. it only lasts for three seconds, though, and the moment her feet touch the floor again, Dal starts laughing.
‘ more or less ’ her hand goes to the side, trying to catch her breath, ‘ we may have to practice a bit more to nail it ’, she adds playfully. the song ends its second verse and, with this, the pre-chorus begins again. ‘ but, first, you still have to show me your moves! ’ turning to the mirror, Dalrae repeats the choreography he’s showed him, now her eyes more focused on Ludi than on her own reflection.
it’s easy to laugh with dal; it’s easy to be around her, not caring about being spontaneous and touchy - even -, because there is no such thing as opposite sex to refrain. sometimes, when missing his hometown ( and when he’s reminded about being a mixed child ), ludi thinks about how he was lucky to find dal under the same company - not only because she is his childhood friend, but because she is also american. there aren’t many, atfer all. ludi would never say those thing to her, though. sentimentality is not his thing.
“ it’s just my first try. ” he replies as taking some steps back with that famous canine smile of his. with a small clap, ludi nods - ready to try what he had learned. good thing that she repeats the choreography, because is to her reflection that he looks at when he forgets a few steps. it’s easier to mirror the way her hip rolls. definitely, something he’s not used to, but he doesn’t mind. “ i can replace you, don’t you think?” jokes, pointing at her reflection - as if he’s dancing for her - while repeating the steps he learned. he tries to copy her stages expressions - and, of course, his are nothing like hers.
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just like going to the cinema, ludi doesn’t mind walking alone in the park. specially when he just want to be as far as possible from cameras. well, is not that he would rather be alone, he just doesn’t care at all - so when minho finds him, ludi doesn’t mind. actually, the red haired doesn’t hide how he likes the idea of going to one of the rollercoster with the boy. “ i actually, no. i haven’t. i was exploring on my own, too. but... i want to.” chuckles. “ we can go to the french revolution ride first. i want to know if it lives up to the name.”
Minho had finished filming his part of the mini series and was now exploring Lotte World on his own. He had gone on a few rides with his friends and group members and was trying to decide what attraction he should visit next. Seeing someone he knew passing by, the idol smiled and went over to ask for an opinion. “Hey, have you gone on the Atlantis Adventure Roller Coaster yet? I was trying to decide where to go next and my options are either that or the French Revolution ride. You can come along if you want, my group members are scattered all over the place so m’ just exploring on my own for now.”
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he actually tries to think twice before replying that ‘ fuck me ’ with an ambiguous joke, but, unfortunately, something slips way too easy before he can stops. “ just that? no first date first? ” fortunately, it wasn’t as heavy as the one he first came up to - and still, ludi wonders if he looks like an asshole right now. of course he wanted to lighten up the girl’s mood, but they were not close enough for that. “ sorry. ” he quickly adds, fearing that he might have stressed her even more. and as quickly as it, ludi knees down so that he could help her. the boy chuckles. “ i was about to ask if everything is okay, but... ” says. the but i already know the answer stays in his mind. god, if he didn’t ask if everything is okay, what is he supposed to ask now? “ what happened... ” his voices slowly dies. however, his eyes lights up. he is holding the sketchbook that opened with the fall. “ your drawings are really good. ”
· • · • she overestimates her strength, more often than not — it’s not uncommon to come across daeun with two full suitcases in her hands & both a backpack and purse slung across her shoulder. she’s never known how to “pack light” ( is it even possible as a stylist ? ). typically, one of the other stylists or someone near daeun would offer to take a load from her hands ( usually after she gives a brief protest ), but she wasn’t with anybody today — there was no schedule today, but daeun woke up with a clear vision ; a fresh idea that was itching to be brought to life. so, she lugged every piece of fucking fabric ( tucked away in a suitcase ) she owned from her apartment, along with cartons full of embellishments and a separate suitcase holding her trusty sewing machine — there’s one at the office, but it isn’t her’s and she doesn’t feel right creating on anything but her own pride and joy.
and leave it to daeun to not dress appropriately for the task at hand ; parading down the hallways in sky-high stilettos, as if she was only carrying a handbag — not two suitcases,a handbag, and a cart with multiple cartons stacked atop one another. and she should’ve seen it coming, but of course she didn’t ; she’s always too deep in her own thoughts, in her own worries to think logically. that’s why she lets a startled yelp when her heel is snagged by a loose thread from the carpet ; immediately dropping the bags and letting go of the cart to catch herself on a nearby railing. “fuck me ! i don’t have time for this today,” she moans, a solemn expression washing over. she drops to her knees, diminutive hands scrambling to gather the contents that had spilled from her handbag ; a mess of cigarettes, make-up, and sewing needles, buried underneath her planner & go-to sketchbook.
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munblood:
The vocalist’s eyes locked on to the ear bud for a second, tilting his head in confusion before releasing an “ah” before nodding his head. “I was just asking how your day was so far.” He said, sending a wink to the other boy shyly before going to grab the two bags of chips out of his bag. As he was turned he heard the other’s last sentence and turned around, blushing a bit. “Y-Yes. It’s Hwan. i know about you though. Ludi.” He said, with a small smirk before pulling out the chips and handing both too the other. “You can choose which one you want.” He said with a reassuring smile. “And don’t worry, i am not picky. I literally eat everything. You could ask the people i hang out with.” He said, giggling a little bit.
“ oh.” was his only reaction. it was a simple question, after all. ludi nods right before seeing the wink, which he finds quite amusing. “ it was... nice, i guess. it’s getting better now.” adds with a smug smile. “ i will eat for free. yours? ” he asks lifting an eyebrow. ludi feels nothing more than surprised with what hwan says after. actually, he feels intimidated too. was there something about how the younger said his name or he’s thinking too much? the red haired bites his lips for a second. then, he smiles as trying to focus on choosing the snack. but before he could do it, he looks at hwan. “ want me to find about you by asking others? ” just then he graps the pink one, with sweet potato chips inside. “ but that’s it? you gonna share with me? and you don’t want anything?” ludi was always honest with what he thinks. those cute giggles always hide something. “ by the way, you said you know about me. is that like... i know you’re a singer like everybody knows or...? ”
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leeminjve:
minjae, too engossed and focused on the tune he had been humming for the past ten minutes hadn’t realised that the room was occupied. it wasn’t as early as he would often be there, but today was one of his rare days off, yet here is is. strolling through the halls, eyes trained to the floor and his head bobbing. bag hung on his shoulder, making the skin red and sore as it rubbed against, hand then goes to rub his tender shoulder. the pitter patter of his pumas echoing throughout the hall, the bright white design being the only other thing his eyes are trained on.
he had his mind set on his usual practice room, and nothing other than that. until the moment he opens the door, and suddenly he wishes the ground would swallow him whole. hid body sprawled out on the ground, the familiar red hair. of course, this would happen to him. his hums had come to an abrupt stop, face clear all traces of calmness. now, replaced with the awkward and anxious bubbling feeling deep within his stomach.
his loud voice causes minjae to stop, freezing in his place and eyes uncomfortable. calm down, he says. and minjae wants nothing more than to turn around and sprint away, but he couldn’t. instead, feet glued to the ground, his gaze lingers on his shoes before he slowly glances up, eyes locking onto ludi’s. he watches as the older pushes his hair off his face, gulping his nerves away. he listens, not butting in until he’s finished speaking. with a quiet, uneasy voice, he replies. “i can find another room. it’s okay.”
he wants to say that he never meant that - them both being like that. however, he would be lying. ludi knew what he was doing when, a few years ago, he started a fight. oh, he knew. actually, he planned. of course he didn’t expect things to turn out so harsh - still, ludi is the one to blame. minjae did nothing but to be himself, and that was what made ludi fall for him: minjae himself. how is the boy now? is him the same from before? ludi bets he is not, at all. minjae had to grow up and probably had to deal with a lot of thing with his debut.
no, there is no probably. the red haired boy knows, because minjae is no exception and of course he has to deal with shit that applies with being an idol. maybe he still the same, deep down, but media wouldn’t let him without scars - that’s what ludi believes. and as he thought that minjae would have no effect on him after all those years, he finds his heart beats unpleasant; too fast for his liking. he shouldn’t feel that way just because the younger was about to leave.
“ i’ll be quick. ” says, looking back to the dark haired boy. ludi finally looks - really looks - at minjae. they are the same height now - if the other boy is not taller. “ can you help me? then i... you... shit. ” his eyes closes for a moment as he chuckles. ludi, again, goes back to stare at minjae. “ you don’t look much like a bunny anymore, you know that? ”
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crxdal:
Dal catches his evasion, the way he adds nothing to her compliments and teasing, and simply weeps it under the rug. It’s not because he’s obvious -Ludi, for sure, is a master evader- but she knows him. it’s been too many years. but, just as she’s done before, for a second time Dal chooses not to say anything.
There’s a small moment of silence after his answer. ‘ ah! i didn’t think about that at all ’ Dal confesses turning her head just slightly to the side, ‘ i mean, for me music is everywhere, you only need to pay a little bit of attention and you’ll catch a tune ’. She knows her words may seem pretentious or maybe even cheesy, but she’s not trying to impress anyone, this is the way she sees the world, as simple as that.
‘ yeah, yeah, i know you have to maintain your i’m a tough guy reputation ’ she teases him, punching his forearm lightly; ‘ still, it touches my heart ’. Just as the pre-chorus begins, and with it the beat starts building up, Dal’s expression turns more serious. ‘ ok, let’s see if you can follow my lead ’. The moment those words are spoken she’s already in front of the mirror and has begun moving to the beat, reproducing the steps she has learned by heart. Two to the left, two to the right, one front, turn, down, kick, repeat. ‘ and this is the part were the handsome back-up dancers appear and lift me up ’, she says, suddenly.
his eyebrow lifts with what he listens. “ that was so... high school musical or any other disney movie. ” says right before chuckling. ludi loves music, but true be told: it doesn’t work like that for him. which is kind of sad if what she says is real. " the good thing is that i now know that i need to think about other threat in case i need it. ” however, that would be something to come up with in another moment.
next thing he knows - after a small punch that makes him laughs -, the indie rock singer that only needs to play the guitar or the piano is trying to dance to a female k-idol choreo. and he was serious about that. dance is dance, gender do not have place in dance. although he fails with being smooth or such as womans usually are while dancing to those type of choreography, he doesn’t make fun of it. ludi wants to make it right, mainly because it’s one of dal’s song - and, yeah, deep inside he wants to show that he is a dancer.
“okay!” says loud. he then watches dal's reflection in the mirror. ludi doesn’t tries to copy all the steps, he first wants it in his head. it’s only his arms, shoulders and a little bit of his waist that moves - and when sees that she’s finished, he gets ready to try to put into practice. however, plans changes fast as he quickly approach dal from behind and lifts her up by the hips. “ like that? ” ludi laughs, putting her down.
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Who wrote the book on goodbye?
There’s never been a way to make this easy
When there’s nothing quite wrong but it don’t feel right
Either your head or your heart, you set the other on fire
Lauv x The Other (via northernblurbs)
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crxdal:
and now he’s frowning at her. dal has to contain the laugh that wants to get release, because she doesn’t wish to come across as if she’s mocking him. even if she knows he’s not truly upset. ‘ of course it was beautiful, you silly ’ she replies, almost repeating the same words he has just said albeit in a complete different tone. and she taps ludi’s forehead with the index just to make her point come across.
dal watches carefully how he picks up his phone and starts searching something on it. she knows there’s something on his mind, she knows ludi enough to be able to recognize that, but the what is what she’s missing.
‘ yes, reward i said, because i cannot see how dancing with you could be a bad thing ’ dal explains, raising her voice just a bit to be able to talk above the loud pop music that suddenly starts sounding. it surprises her a bit to discover that track on his playlist and, while she doesn’t say a word on it, her expression is crystal clear. ‘ yeah, for sure ’ now it’s her turn of being ironic. picking his phone, dal starts looking deep until she finds what she was search. ‘ ah, now this is a good song to dance to ’ she presses the play button and her own voice replies back, soft and sultry at the beginning -but just wait for the chorus…-. ‘ i was almost doubting you had one of my songs on your phone ’ she confesses.
that thing; that thing where she taps his forehead would never be okay if wasn’t her doing it. actually, people don’t do this with ludi. usually, is the other way around - and that’s why this is a thing. he smiles. well, she wasn’t ironic then. which leaves him feeling even more shy, because dal caught him in some kind of intimate moment and found it beautiful. he feels like a child.
“ it wasn’t about dancing with me... in all. it was more about dancing to the... unknown? because you wouldn’t be listen to any song. ” it makes a lot of sense in his head. that’s also something he sticks on to change subjects because he was never good with compliments. fortunately, he is good pretending that something was never said - and the song that starts to play make it easier.
ludi laughs. “ is that- ” of course it is one of her songs. “ i would never admit that i have. ” says. the beats are addictive and he can't help but to let his body loose while approaching her. “ i still don’t know the choreo, tho. teach me. ”
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“ you know what i miss the most? ” the older says loud. it was only the two of them filling ludi’s living room, but the smell of melted cheese topping the rice fried with kimchi was starting to fill the room too. ludi liked pretty much anything with melted cheese on top. “ i even dreamt about it these two last nights. ” he continues but, again, stops. to say that ludi sucks with doing more than one thing at the same time was an understatement. he can’t talk ( think ) and cook at the same time. hell, he can’t eat and walk at the same time! surprises even him that he knows how to play an instrument while singing or somehow dancing/jumping - and that’s it; those are the only things he can manage. if being an singer wasn't his destiny, then he doesn't know. “ wait. ” asks, deciding on finish their meal first and, after placing the big bow on the small table between the tv and the old black sofa, he looks at @timelesshui . “ back in the u.s.a, i used to... hum, like, sometimes... okay? to draw in abandoned houses in the middle of night. ” and confesses: “ spraying, to be more exact. ” feels like he should've let this part out.
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all he could think about was how could one have such a mind blowing voice - and how he wishes he could be the one born with it. lauv’s songs plays loudly in ludi's ear while the said slightly bops his head to the beats. definitely, one of his favourites singer, songwriter and producer. completely out of orbit because of the music, ludi wasn't aware about the things around him. so when the dark haired boy sits besides him, he jumps a little. just to end up with a small but confused smile. he didn’t get the first question. with one of the earbuds already off, ludi watches the younger with amused eyes. he couldn’t help but to find adorable how the other brushed his nose with paws. “ snacks? ” that works like a key. ludi chuckles. he had seen the younger with hui so many times, but never really talked to him. “ can you repeat your first question? sorry, i couldn’t listen.” explains while shaking the earbud to show the reason. “ hwan... right? ”
Hwan finally felt better this morning. Fully recovering from a cold felt amazing. Especially when it was his day off. He worked hard this week and will keep working hard. He wanted to be an idle so bad and he’s willing to go through anything to get there. Unless it involves someone he loves. They always come first.
Hwan finally set out to head to the community room. Even though he was a trainee, he wanted to see if he could meet some other trainees, beside group. Or even better. Some idols. He was already friends with most of the idols here, which was the biggest surprise to him. As he entered he sat down next to an individual, didn’t matter if he knew them or not. “Hey, how’s your day been so far?” He asked them with a soft smile on his face, brushing his nose with the sleeve of his jacket. “I brought some snacks, if you would like to share?” He asked, reaching for his bag.
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it's like the girl really knows him, because ludi was, in fact, about to say something when she shut him up first. he then simply sighs and bites his tongue. if he knew she could be that wet, he would’ve covered the seat besides his - and not only that, now he can’t tease her ( like the kid he sometimes is ) not even a little. side eyeing her, the boy stays quiet; waiting for new directions or maybe an explosion of emotions. only the first one came, though. ludi smugly smiles while stepping on the gas. “ we can go to the hospital, ” he quickly looks at her before turning his eyes back to the road. “ so you can see what happens if you punch a wall. ” he shrugs. “ but yeah, coffee and cake sounds good. ” it’s really hard not to laugh. “ you need to change those clothes, tho. i have spare ones in my bag but we can... also... stop at another place so you can get new ones. ” he can’t hide his smile anymore. “ it’s up to you if you want to risk to be seen with my shirt and loose pants. ” apart from all his shirts, which he likes oversized, he doesn’t think that the pants would look that loose nor that bad on her, anyway. unfortunately ( in his opinion ), he has a too thin waist. “ by the way, you already owe me one. ”
FEATURING: OPEN!
╰ * ♡ * ･ﾟ ✧ HYERI HUFFS AS SHE SLIDES INTO THE CAR, joining the latter- albeit awkwardly, what with the girl being drenched from head to toe. “ okay no- before you say anything, just don’t. ” she huffs as she grabs a tissue box nearby and grabs a small bundle, haphazardly trying to strain the water out of her hair despite the droplets falling onto the seat below her. she sighs, settling to throw it up in a HIDEOUS bun that would come out in knot after knot when she took it out. how was she supposed to know there was going to be a flash-storm that day? all she wanted to do was have one pleasant day with no press and no rain. had things gone HER WAY, she wouldn’t have had to walk down a block and a half in this weather trying to avoid cameras and she would have a cute new dress. “ it’s official- i hate mother nature.can we stop for coffee. or cake? or something that will make me not want to punch a wall? ”
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