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fmdxsuji​:

she gives him an almost dead look at the question that she knows he already knows the answer to. when it comes to concerts in other cities or countries, there’s never any time for actual free time; it’s just always been that way. “oh please. everybody knows that your ego is undefeatable. i can’t wait for it to pop one day.” with what she hopes is a threatening glare, she stares him down for a moment before going back to the drink in hand. she swirls it around a few times before deciding that she wasn’t going to actually take another sip. 

“are we finally getting soloist jae?” the conversation is swerving towards the direction of their past conversations and how suji seems to be the only one that continuously advocates for jae to be able to release solo music. she can’t say much more since she doesn’t know how dimensions works, but she can only imagine how frustrating it is for him to not be able to actually release anything. “maybe you should blackmail the company. i’m sure there’s more than enough material out there for that. team up with your fans.”

he rolled his eyes, making a face at her expression. he knows there would be no time, but it still felt like bullshit. it should be a perk to explore some when you travel abroad, regardless of schedule. “and what a day that will be. what would the world do without my neverending self confidence, amelia?” switching languages easily, almost exclusively for the purpose of mocking her with a goofy smily in exchange for her flat, unamused stare. 

he shook his head, chuckling. “no, i told you. not any time soon at least. i’m not that viable, i guess.” he didn’t have the same level of fame as others in their company, so he could appreciate it, he guessed, but it still felt unfortunate to not be able to release new music. “just some bsides for our album.” he snorted at the idea of trying to blackmail his company, shaking his head. “i’m sure the fans would help me out, they seem to hate dimensions more.”

#convo. #convo: suji. #Suji. #im droppin the icons bc the page wont load </3 ill get em next reply

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fmdxsuji​.

“think of it as an early birthday present.” it’s a lousy excuse, and she did have a reason for the charm on the tip of her tongue, but she seems to have conveniently forgotten it as soon as he opened the door. “didn’t have the time to wrap it or anything so here,” she says as she grabs his hand and spreads it out, placing the present on the palm of his hand. before he can react, she makes his way over to his sofa instead to take a seat.

taking the offered drink, she shakes it in her hand a few times before opening it up. “woah, one question at a time.” suji puts up her hands defensively before going over the asked questions. “it was alright. barely a trip since i was there for a concert,” she says with a shrug. truthfully, if she had more time to explore the city, she would have enjoyed it more. the one night she did have, however, she ended up buying jae an unexpected gift. “yeah, i had a bunch of people screaming my name and holding up signs asking me to marry them so i guess it was pretty okay,” she says a little teasingly with a scrunch of her nose. “what have you been doing? other than lazing around like you always do, of course.”

“if you say so.” he froze, standing stiller as she placed the charm into his open palm, closing his fist around it after she had already moved away. “you didn’t have to even get me anything.” he studied it a little more closely before tucking it into his pocket. he’d put it on his keychain later, he’d have to find his keys fist. 

sinking down onto the couch next to her, making sure he kept enough distance away to feel comfortably attentive, he listened closely, frowning at her shrug some. “what’s the point of going if they didn’t give you any free time?” it was mainly rhetorical, the answer was painfully obvious, but even still, it felt silly to him. he laughed sarcastically, shaking his head. “livin’ the dream. you know, you’re gonna end up the one with an ego in this friendship if you aren’t careful,” he joked, reaching over to mess up her hair some. “ah, i was in the studio a bit. recording, mixing on one of the songs, believe it or not. just the one, though.” 

#convo. #convo: suji. #suji. #this is shorter apologies my guy

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fmdxsuji​:

she hadn’t planned this visit. well, not initially. but then she was in japan, saw a cat badge that reminded her of jae and before she knew it, she had already bought it. this would be the first time she’s seeing him after the cruise, and she’s sat on her decision as well as the whole thought process behind what she did, hoping that it didn’t come out to the one conclusion she didn’t want. okay, so she’s back to liking jae. it took her a while to admit it, but she doesn’t want to deny it like she did last time. 

for a moment, she stands there speechless upon seeing him but then quickly cracks into a smile before showing him the cat charm she had gotten in japan. “surprise gift, and i don’t mean me,” she says swinging around the charm since she didn’t bother to wrap it up. “got back yesterday and decided i should give this to you right away so i don’t forget.” a lie because she’s certain she’d never forget. “can i come in?” she presses down on the hat that she has, signaling to him that the last thing she needs is some nosy neighbor of his recognizing who she is.

he blinked blankly at her mention of a gift before noticing the cat charm, his face lighting up in a confused grin. “you don’t forget things like that.” he cast a quick glance past her — not that he thought his neighbors would care all that much about who he had over, it was difficult to be sure at times. he opened his door wider to allow suji to pass, waiting until it was fully shut behind her. “you can say you missed me, it’s okay,” he continued, keeping his voice lighthearted, a poor attempt at hiding his genuine excitement to see her.

“and anyway, my birthday’s not for another couple months,” he mused, immediately going to the fridge to pull out a bottle of juice, holding it up to her as an offer. “you didn’t have to bring me anything. did you eat? how was the trip?” the questions one after another, trying to bring back any semblance of normalcy on his own side. she didn’t seem to notice, at least, much to his relief. “did the schedules go okay?” 

#convo. #convo: suji. #suji. #im gonna send u a discord emoji but its me @ u using the gifs GJDKSGD #i need to make u more ive been slackin

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aesthetic & playlist: sujae edition ( @jaefmd )

a pair of best friends who act more like lovers but are too scared to actually make the first move. they’ve known one another since 2010 as jae was one of the first friends suji made in korea (forgetting that he’s actually a year older). friend turned crush back to friend and now back to crush

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#playlist. #aesthetic. #soft as shit

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a knock at the door took jae by surprise, as he wasn’t really expecting anyone, though he pushed himself off his couch. he pulled open the door with an inquisitive look to reveal suji, though he couldn’t be upset to see her. the hardly worth mentioning kiss on the cheek from new year’s still stuck in his mind. it made himself feel nearly self conscious in his current state, borderline exhausted from the music video filming they had earlier, running his hand through his hair, still damp from the shower.

“hey,” he said, with some surprise, going to look at his watch for the date. “what are you doing here? thought you were in japan for a while longer.” 

@fmdxsuji​ !

#convo. #convo: suji. #suji. #is this maybe the worst one yet ? yep but here we are !

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fmdsan​:

one month. the song’s were completed and they’d film the music videos this week. and now it was time to put the feelers out for the album. he had chosen a pretty simple restaurant  for this, the place wasn’t too busy and it did pretty good at making sure the people who entered didn’t fawn or interrupt idols. something he was thankful for. “hey” he looked up when he saw a shadow pass, nodding his head at the fellow idol who joined him. 

“we’ll be here for a bit, so order whatever you want.” he grinned, plugging his earphones into his phone and offering a one of the earbuds to the other. “we finally have the entire album completed and i want to get some feedback before it comes out.” and then he saw one of the waiters and waved them over. “like i said, whatever you want.”

a beanie pulled low over his hair, he kept an eye out for the alien member as he made his way through the restaurant. with award season in swing, there wasn’t too much going on for them outside rehearsals, so there was time to spare, but of course that meant showing up a little behind schedule, not out of the ordinary for him. once he spotted san, he pulled out the chair and sat down across from him with a grin, taking in the restaurant quickly for the vibe. 

“so the most expensive thing i can get?” there was a note of teasing in his voice, simply pointing at something on the menu that sounded like it’d be good enough, nothing insane, with a quick smile to th waiter. talk of an album sounded familiar, though he couldn’t place how long it had been and instead simply nodded with some excitement. “they let you do anything new on it?” 

#convo. #convo: san. #san.

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charliefmd​:

fantasy cruise, december 26th: ship decorating shenanigans with @jaefmd

Never quite trusting the minds of show producers (years of experience under her belt has taught her to be cautious and wary — and for very good reasons too), so when she pulls a red card for the day all of her red flags are waving rampantly in her mind. What she’s been told of the premise of the show doesn’t sound like it would be giving them too much of physical labour but one could never be too sure. Surprisingly (and thankfully) she ends up with a job which shapes up to be rather fun to do, and the company she keeps makes it more so.

“Hear me out now. What about hanging a mistletoe in every doorway on this cruise ship?” A wicked grin lights up her face as she holds up a mistletoe in each hand, ready to carry out a plan with or without the approval of her decorating partner (not like she would let a silly little ‘no’ stop her.) “People are probably gonna freak out about it or they’re gonna secretely love it. Either way, it would be for good entertainment, don’t you think?” Shoving the mistletoes in the pocket of her sweater for later use, she bends down to dig further through the boxes of Christmas decorations they had been provided — three tinsels already hanging around her shoulders.

the red cards kept jae busy at least. decorating was not his forte but, it was better than not having anything to do for him, and it didn’t involve dancing, like one of the others. though it wasn’t as fun as a pool party seemed, he didn’t particular mind having the afternoon to essentially relax some before they needed to be more present at the party. he smiled for the cameras and, when they weren’t looking, created designs with some of the decorations. 

at least he wasn’t alone, either, as he chatted with the others in passing while he went back and forth between the supplies and various areas of the ship that had been designated for the party. charlie’s voice as he dug through one of the boxes with small, sparkling lights caused his face to light up with a mischievous grin and he stood up straight. “brilliant. let’s do it.” the agreement came immediately, sure the managers would probably not be pleased but they wouldn’t notice until after if they were careful. he tossed a string of lights over his arm and dug around, looking for more sprigs of mistletoe. “think 5 will be enough?” 

#convo. #convo: charlie. #charlie.

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fmdjeonghwa​:

was… jae… trying… to do the robot? that would so not do. she waved him over with a circling wrist, and when he’d come close enough, drunken minded seeming nonsense came out. “it’s like,” one arm came to a 90 degree angle at the shoulder, and swung like a pendulum clock from the elbow, “it’s down here, you know? you’ll look silly if you do it all the way up there.” and with a clap on his arm, the subject faded from her thought processes.

“woah, wait, this is your second?” she held up a glass between the two of them, and stared through it to the warped view of jae that appeared. “this is my third. i don’t even think there’s a limit at this party, like, can you believe that? they never let us drink whatever!” the glass lowered suddenly enough that some of the drink spilled out over the edge, unbeknownst to jeonghwa. “but one of the bartender-y people, was like, i dunno, they’re kinda weird. so i think we absolutely should craft a master plan and take two.” one for each of them, obviously. her eyes widened like a doe as a plan… some sort of a plan, arose. “do you have any spy wires? like, the ones in the movies where they lower a person from the ceiling to steal a diamond?”

“they gave you a third? no weird look or nothing?” the look he tossed towards the bar was one of exaggerated hurt and betrayal, at the memory of the funny look at his second. maybe it was just his energy, he couldn’t be sure. “weird how? they say some shit?” he asked, head tilting as he considered the plan. two bottles was more of a challenge, but it was a lot more alcohol to split between the two of them, and he liked the sound of that. 

“three could be a bonus challenge.” proposed spy wire made him wrinkle his nose, considering it for a pause before logic broke through the wall. that was too tight of a request on a short notice, not that he thought either of them could pull that off regularly. “maybe a diversion instead. one of us flirts, the other steals? or is that too easy, you think?”

#convo. #convo: jeonghwa. #jeonghwa.

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fmdxsuji​:

she does her best to avoid looking back at jae because she knows her face is warming up though probably not flushing pink. or so she hopes. she doesn’t know exactly when it’s started again, but the butterflies that would fly through her stomach a couple of years back have returned at the presence of jae, and she’s been trying her best to get them to go away—so far, she hasn’t been very successful. 

“i blame the one too many romantic comedies i’ve watched,” she says in return before meeting his eyes for a moment. he’s quick to look away, and she’s almost glad because she would have done the same right afterwards anyway. soon there’s loud screams and yells from the other side of the ship and a countdown begins as people take in the last moments of 2020. the first few fireworks start lightening up the sky, and she joins in with her fingers to count down the last few seconds. “3, 2, 1,” she whispers before leaning over to plant a gentle kiss on jae’s cheek. it doesn’t last very long, and she quickly pulls away and clear her throat. “happy new years. now you can stop complaining,” she lets out though she’s not looking at him anymore. she physically can’t find it in herself to do so. instead, she tries her best to focus on the fireworks that have now completely taken over the sky, putting on what she hopes looks like a nonchalant smile. 

the ship’s loud, she knows that, but she can’t really hear any of it. not when the sound of her heart pounding is taking over her whole body. honestly, she doesn’t know what prompted her to do it. (yes, she does). fuck. it’s like deja vu.

“could be. didn’t they have a full movie centered around it, too?” the question was nearly rhetorical, not quite expecting an answer as she turns to the sky and begins to count. a small smile eases across his face as she does, filled with affection for his best friend and her excitement for the new year. that wasn’t all it was, exactly, and he knew that now, but he wouldn’t ever let on to that, if he could help it.

he feels a quick brush against his cheek, though it’s over before he even really registers what happens. as he does, he feels the blood rush into his cheeks, unsure where exactly his voice has gone. “happy new years,” he echoes, quite stupidly. working to keep his hands at his side, confusion flooding through him as he tries to process what, exactly, had happened over the roaring in his ears. she was just being a good friend, he decided, nothing more than that, as she looks out at the sky with an easy, albeit small, grin. if she had meant anything by it, he would be able to tell — he knew her better than that. 

he clears his throat finally, a chuckle resounding as he continues, “you’ve done everyone else a favor, i won’t have to bitch now.” out of habit, trying desperately to remind himself that they were friends, had been for too long for him to put that in jeopardy, he reaches over and messes her hair up a bit. “think that’s it for me, though, i’m gonna head to bed. you gonna be okay?” 

#convo. #convo: suji. #suji. #me writing this: jae u fucking moronic amoeba

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fmdhaon​:

leave it to bc for another fuck up inside rehearsals.

the concept of knight and the brooding bad boy image is a shit keep-up, especially when his shirt’s already tattered and a slip of his torso is already well on its way. there’s still a few minutes till the hustle of the stylists come to safe the day with a few safety pin.

gyujeong still feels exposed when he’s struggling to keep the flinging edges of fabric close together, but he loses his grip when someone comes to his rescue (no need for rescuing when he’s always handled it well on his own). 

a grimace when he squeezes his eyes shut, fleeing a gritty groan from his voice — he’s heard it all before, false aid for a shit cause. “do i look like i asked for any fucking help?” his eyes peel open, slowly and in comes the view of some nobody he’s seen one too many times for his displeasure. “nothing is caught — it’s bc being some cheap ass, giving us clothes that tear the second we perform on stage.” his eyes, incredulous, in the swift glance back to his exposed chest — he paints a picture he deems obvious.

“don’t pretend you give a shit on knight’s malfunctions. don’t you have your own group to worry about?” because faux friendships and nice-guy facades for the cameras never served a balance with gyujeong, not when he was a rookie and not when he was eight years inside a dying career.

the attitude was hardly unexpected, though his lip curled, annoyed enough as it was to be snapped at. “you wouldn’t fucking ask regardless,” he shot back, brow furrowing. “at least accept help when it’s offered.”

regret seeping in at offering already, he patted his pockets for safety pins, anything that would make that clearly unsalvageable situation any better, save a new shirt altogether. “not my fault your company doesn’t give a shit, relax.” his voice barely audible, more muttering to himself as he searched. he came up with only one, that he held out at the knight member, nearly a challenge. 

“not all of us only think about ourselves, man.” he shook his head with annoyance, both at himself for needing to check, for being right about haon again, and just in general, with the situation. just because he was in another group didn’t mean he wanted to see someone else fail, necessarily. not on stage, at least. “besides, what the fuck would i want to see your name in a headline for?” 

#convo. #convo: haon. #haon.

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fmdminah​:

it wasn’t any of her business, she had her hands full with her own cooking, what jae was up to really wasn’t her problem. but the problem was, he was right there, in her line of sight and with all the  theatrics surrounding him, throwing ingredients together seemingly haphazardly, it was hard to look at way. 

“i’m watching with appropriate caution.” she protested, glaring at whatever he was working on like it might as well have personally offended her. truly, minah was ought to ease up, the whole segment was probably more for entertainment purpose and she shouldn’t be this uptight with camera’s on her but it was hard to fight of the overwhelming urge to shoo jae out of the kitchen and take over for him instead. maybe people had a point after all when they called her a control freak. 

“well then, go ahead, i’m waiting for you to do exactly that.” minah hummed, smiling forcedly as she stirred her own pot, eyes still trained on jae’s handiwork.

“i know what i’m doing,” he returned, exasperation tugging at his smile. minah, though she seemed very nice outside of this instance, was one of those types who often got frustrated with how he acted while cooking. in his experience, so long as it ended up tasting good, there was no harm in not following a recipe to an exact measurement. whatever felt right was what needed to go in. so, though he referenced the paper for the ingredients and a rough idea of how much was needed, he preferred to ignore it and, when he could, her stare. 

lifting his wooden spoon pointedly, he dipped it directly into the pepper flakes and sprinkled them in haphazardly. “see? an exact tablespoon.”

#convo. #convo: minah. #kang minah #the amount of time i spent trying to figure out if there are tablespoons abroad was ridiculous for as mnay ppl as i could have just ASKED

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he’s like cute or whatever

#visuals. #merry chrimbus everyone #ill likely not be on much today but i got discord on my phone if u need me

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fmdxsuji​:

“have you considered that it’s because you open your mouth a little too much? maybe if you’d stay quiet, they’d offer one just by seeing your pretty face,” she says before giving him a pinch on the arm to make up for the fact that she’d admitted that she thinks he has a pretty face. she’s aware that he probably already knows he has a pretty face—his ego is as tall as his height—but her admittance will probably only make it grow. if that’s even possible. 

following his actions, she leans against the rails and looks out into the landscape. “i’ll probably wait for the fireworks. i like the atmosphere of new year’s eve. it’s a little romantic,” she admits before chuckling to herself. digging into her pocket, she grabs her phone to look at the clock. there’s about two minutes left until new years, and it feels a little odd to be spending it on this ship with over fifty other idols. “stay with me?” she asks before looking over with a little pout. 

"well, that’s just unreasonable. i’m pretty enough for — ow, hey.” he tugged his arm away with a laugh, rubbing it for the dramatic effect. the fact that she had just called him pretty seemed so clearly mocking, poking fun at him as he had himself, but even with it he felt his cheeks heat with embarrassment. silently, he hoped it wasn’t noticeable, that her attention would be elsewhere — he’d never live it down, otherwise. “all i’m saying is the lack of offers for a new year’s kiss is a crime.”

he watched her with a small smile, nodding along to her reasoning. “and chaotic.” the addition was more a deflection on his part, not wanting to make anything weird by accident. “but i guess romantic’s a better word for it.” his grin became more lopsided, lighter. “’course, if you want,” he answered, without any hesitation, before shifting his gaze away, feeling the nerves pool in his stomach with her eyes on him. the request took him by surprise, but he wasn’t very good at saying no at the best of times, let alone when it was suji. “where else do i have to be?” waving to the sky, where it seemed like the fireworks were beginning, he tried to shift her attention away. “pay attention, you’ll miss it.” 

#convo. #convo: suji. #suji.

[jaefmd]

despite the festivities, the restlessness was setting in for jae. staying still was difficult on a good day, but the more going on around him, the less he was able to focus on the events and activities around him. with one drink down, though, and another in his hand, it wasn’t exactly in a bad way at this point — he did feel a bit like he was buzzing, but it was more pleasant, if a little more dangerous as most of his ideas began to feel like good ones. 

moving through the deck with some ease, he slowed when he saw a familiar face, lifting his hand in greeting as he moved through the crowd towards jeonghwa. “i’d offer to get you a drink, but i think they’d judge if i tried for a third. how’s it going?” 

leaning down to speak more quietly given the amount of other idols and staff around, he raised a brow at his companion. “odds that we can steal a bottle without them noticing?”

with @fmdjeonghwa​ !

#convo. #convo: jeonghwa. #jeonghwa. #this is j set at either party i didnt make it specific on purpose bc i forgot if we said or not #lmk if u need anything changed!!

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fmdjoosung​:

box emptied, contents strung up along the railing at the bottom of second floor, and minjung’s presence gone from sight with a turn of his head, sung had come to drop off and restock. sung liked tinsel, for being shiny, but it always required so much cleaning that he wasn’t sure if it was worth it, unless there was a secret confetti cannon nearby he could use. he turned to an ornament box to give a guess at what -plastic- pieces might bring out the most holiday cheer.

then, out of the corner of his eye, sung saw jae doing… something… brows furrowed, sung set down his box with the other empty ones before heading over to his next temporary work companion. “what is it you’re doing there? i’m- um, i’m a bit confused.” the next tacked on words came as a flurry, “but i’d like to know more! i’m not saying it’s bad, just, um, yeah, what were you doing?”

@jaefmd​

he was absolutely sure that this wasn’t what the staff had intended. and he would fix it, once he had the satisfaction of knowing the tiny pictures he had hidden in some of the tinsel he strung had existed for any longer than for just him to see. it wasn’t even creative or particularly clever, just sheer boredom that drove him to make a game out of the decorating process to keep himself more engaged, better suited for b-roll footage for the cameras drifting around.

nearly jumping out of his skin at the voice, he threw an easy, if startled, grin over his shoulder at sung. “it’s not going to sound as funny when i explain,” he observed, mainly for his own benefit, before pointing to a few of the images he had created. “tinsel dick. poop emoji, skull.” squinting for the best disguised one, he finally gestured to a larger one, with some satisfaction. “frog. it helps to keep me on task. and no one will ever know. how’s your side going?”

#convo. #convo: joosung. #joosung. #its ok the world deserves 2 know abt the tinsel dicks #tiktok vc: they're gonna know....how would they know

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“not a single person wants to kiss me. can you believe it?” more a joke than anything else, jae had been kidding with others on the boat about new years kisses. he didn’t particularly care about the tradition, though he knew some took it seriously, if his sister was any measure to go by, and so the easiest way around it was to make fun. “am i really that annoying? i thought the looks would’ve balanced it out.” 

his mock outrage disappeared quickly, though, and he leaned against the ship’s railing, a crooked grin appearing as he looked down at his friend. “you gonna watch the fireworks or are you worn out?” 

with @fmdxsuji​ !

#convo. #convo: suji. #suji. #fmdfantasycruise #whos gonna tell him bc if i have to im gonna hurt his feelings vibes #but anyways i said short n i meant it GHJDSG im sorry

[jaefmd]

jae knew his style in the kitchen didn’t fit everyone. he had a tendency to eyeball his measurements, add more when he felt like it needed something extra, didn’t usually follow recipes exactly, and he was really no different having to cook for the staff members. on the plus side, he knew it was mildly entertaining for the camera crew. but for some of the others, it seemed like it might be annoying. 

minah in particular seemed to be almost the exact opposite as he was. she was much more particular, which a part of him could respect. he understood wanting something done in a particular fashion. but it just wasn’t something he himself could do easily, with his attention split between a pot, the oven, and prepping for the next step. 

he could feel eyes on him and, frustrated, he looked over at the older woman, making a face with the wooden spoon in the air. “would you quit staring? i’m going to measure it.” 

with @fmdminah​ !

#convo. #convo: minah. #minah. #fmdfantasycruise