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eatsbop · 2 years
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Also baby sibling sent me the only taetae x chuuni content i ever had in the entire history of my anger issues against tulio. I was like sniff sniff love in my heart for everyone. Then that same artist retweeted from me the next day. I love you all wait for me to wake up
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mikkouille · 2 years
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when tf r they freeing d6 im decrepiting in here 
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wannaeatramyeon · 8 months
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I know you’re already super busy and booked but if you can, Munseong Kim/Ji Yeonwoo fluff and headcanons would be cool. There is little to none on them, please pace yourself I don’t want you to feel overwhelmed.
Hmmm. Let's do... texting habits (ish). And sorry I included my cuties Wangguk and Taehoon too 😊
HTF texting habits hc: Munseong, Yeonwoo, Wangguk, Taehoon
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Munseong is a pretty cool and reserved guy, and that shows with his texting habits
He keeps it short and to the point, not a lot of emojis and everything comes across a little deadpan with his replies.
However, he is extremely fast respond back to you and usually within the minute... even if it doesn't warrant a response he'll at least send back a 😄 Sweet boy doesn't want to leave you hanging!
And if he's late to text back (by his standards), he'll always apologise even though you've explained a million times it's fine and you know he's doing his own thing.
Don't expect any memes, or him to react with anything apart from confusion. But you can always expect a good morning or good night.
Whenever he's feeling a bit down, he will read over your old messages and imagine your smile and your face lighting up on the other side.
...Or just call you to hear your voice.
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Yeonwoo always makes time for texting you even with his hectic study schedule.
Thinks of it as a little treat, something to look forward to after frying his brain for the last couple hours.
He's always a bit contrite for his late replies too but it doesn't deter you with your double, triple, quadruple+ texting. It brightens his day seeing your name pop up on his phone, even if there are 10+ messages waiting.
Once his study schedule chills out and he makes more time for Kyokushin, he also makes more time for you!
Anything that pops into his head that he thinks you'll like, or that he thinks of saying, he'll just come right out with it.
More often than not it's a cute cat/dog meme or silly fluffy pics.
Occasionally it'll be blurred selfies of him during training. Just a lil hi and a way to say he's thinking of you.
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Ah, another pretty reserved one.
Wangguk uses emojis more than you would expect, and is pretty cute with them to be honest. Adds them to provide a bit more context and depth with his responses because he knows how dry he can sound 🥺
Keeps his messages pretty short unless there's something that he is passionate about then he'll just ramble and send a full on essay. Punctuated with another follow up message to say sorry. It's pretty goddamn cute tbh.
Sends you a LOT of pictures. Innocent ones that is. Pictures tell a thousand words and he loves his photography.
Pics to say good morning, good night, thinking of you, thought you would like this. Usually Wangguk isn't in them, which makes any selfies even more special.
Also loves when you respond back in kind, sending him snaps of your day and just you.
Surprisingly, or perhaps not, is extremely clued up with memes or anything slightly unhinged thanks to Gyeoul and her sense of humour. Will send on any to you that makes him chuckle.
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Listen if Taehoon wants your attention, he'll let you know. That includes messages and calls at 4am just to fuck with you. Especially when he hears your exasperated sigh and groggy voice. Or even an angry reply to "GO TF TO SLEEP!!" It will never not be funny to him. Maybe that's on you for continuing to respond and pick up all the time.
Cute good morning, good night texts? No chance.
Although he is very good at letting you know where he is, what he's up to. And expects similar from you. It's not that he doesn't trust you, he just wants to know you're safe. A hangover from Dowoon.
And this bastard is also pretty leisurely with his responses. You can be having a full on conversation, responses back within the minute then he leaves you on read for hours.
However, if you do the same then expect a call "why the fuck aren't you answering me." If you miss that, then expect an annoyed Taehoon on your doorstep.
Again, another hangover from Dowoon. His mind just goes to the worst case scenarios.
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sxmnus · 2 years
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      : ̗̀➛ DOWOON &. ELOISE ✧.* 
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      dowoon might’ve been oblivious to some things but the way she fiddled with the cloth across from him didn’t go unnoticed. it was awkward for the both of them then, but perhaps as long as their friend didn’t notice, that was alright? this little outing hadn’t been his plan to begin with, only feeling the need to tag along because he hadn’t seen them for quite some time and food was always a good choice. next time, however, he’ll be sure to ask who will be attending instead of blindly accepting. a thoughtful him tickled his throat at the story that only half-stuck and he nodded in acknowledgement, thoughts still turning in his head in the hopes that he’d come up with an excuse to leave the table early. ah, ellie, that was her name. so maybe their friend had mentioned ‘eloise’ and he thought nothing more on it at that point. ❝ that’s pretty cool. i’ve heard it’s always a tossup when keeping friends from college so i guess you two are a bit of a success story. any reason for the name change? ❞ dowoon shuffled in his seat a bit, now forced to sit on his hands in fear of doing anything stupid.
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causeilikelix · 23 days
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'Cause I Like You - Chapter Fourteen - Dance Practice
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↳ Pairing: Felix x OC / Hyunjin x OC
↳ Genre: Romance, comedy, smut (eventual), slow burn, enemies (idiots) to friends (idiots) to lovers (probably still idiots), high school au, college au, non-idol au
↳ See Chapter One for summery and blanket warnings
↳ Chapter warnings: Nothing specific, some sexual tension, a lot of girl talk, some creepy vibes...
↳ Read on my A03: Here
↳ Notes: Sorry this took so long! Had a mental break down. Here we are. Going forward there is a character in here who shares the same name and general appearance as a certain beloved idol. This character does not resemble him in real life, this is just a character depiction who needed a name, please don't be mad lol
<- Chapter Thirteen - Chapter Fifteen ->
“HYUNJIN-AH, WHAT AM I going to do?”  Eunbyeol lamented, throwing herself onto the black vinyl floor of the dance practice room.  “How is it that of all people I just had to be paired with the one person I hate the most?”
“You hate Felix?  Wait... you know Felix?”  Hyunjin blinked in surprise as he plugged his phone into the sound system to play music so they could warm up. 
“As if you told me that you knew him!”
“It never came up.”  Hyunjin shrugged.
“I guess I didn’t say anything either, but like come on!  How could you not talk about your other friends with me?”  Eunbyeol lifted her head off the floor to look up at him.  “Are we not best friends anymore?”
“What?”  Hyunjin turned to her with a gasp, his hand reaching up to clutch his heart.  “How dare you even suggest that!  My own best friend assumes I don’t devote all of my waking time to her!”
“I don’t know man, you’re the one not telling me about your other friends.”  Eunbyeol rolled her eyes and set her head back down on the floor and ignoring Hyunjin’s drama.  “It’s not like I enjoy talking about the person I hated in high school.”
“You hated him?”  Hyunjin quirked an eyebrow up at her.  He pretended like his gaze didn’t instinctively linger on her legs for a few extra seconds before turning back to his phone.  “I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who hates Felix.”
“Really?  I’m the only one?”  Eunbyeol groaned, covering her face with her hands. 
“I think so, Byeol-ah.  He’s pretty popular in all of his friend groups and extracurriculars and stuff.  Whatever he did or whoever he was in high school, it certainly can’t be that bad.”
“Honestly, I’m over it.  He just gives off the wrong vibe, you know?  I can’t believe I have to spend all this fucking time with him and hold his hand or look into his eyes or some shit.”
“You have to hold his hand?”  Hyunjin perked up at this and tossed another glance over his shoulder.  He hoped his tone of voice didn’t give away his alarm.  He didn’t like the idea of some other guy holding hands with Eunbyeol properly before he could.
“Unless you can find something else to do that isn’t as fucking miserable with your partner, whatever his name is-”
“Dowoon.”  
“Sorry?”
“My partner.  His name is Dowoon.”
“Right, sorry, Dowoon... then maybe I can get out of all the shit I have to do with Felix.  I looked over the list and like ninety percent of them are all things I want to do with you!”
Hyunjin didn’t respond while he scrolled through his playlist for the perfect song to warm up to.  He kept quiet mostly to conceal the blush burning in his cheeks.  Eunbyeol stared at the ceiling fan over her head spinning in lazy circles.  She doubted very much that it would do anything for the airflow.  After a few more minutes of silence an upbeat, peppy song filled the room.  Eunbyeol groaned and threw her arm over her eyes, hoping for a few more seconds of peace before the work began.  
Hyunjin made his way over to where his friend laid on the floor and crouched next to her.  Eunbyeol’s breathing remained slow and steady and for a moment he wondered if she’d fallen asleep.  It wouldn’t be the first time.  Hyunjin reached out and gently poked her forearm.  She didn’t move.  Next he poked the palm of her hand, then her shoulder. 
“Byeol-ah, come on.”  Hyunjin whined, poking her shoulder a few times in rapid succession.  Eunbyeol could practically see his lower lip stuck out into a pout. “We have to stretch.”
“No!  I want to take a nap.”  Eunbyeol protested, turning her head away from him.  
Hyunjin poked her a few more times on her shoulder before venturing lower to her waist.  There, he focused his efforts on tickling the exposed skin where her sports tank had ridden up.  Eunbyeol shrieked and tried to roll away from him but Hyunjin’s slim yet muscular form hoved over her, tickling her relentlessly.  Any attempts to escape his grip would be futile had she even tried.  He poked his fingers to her sides and tugged on her arm, trying to pull it away from her eyes.  None of his attempts seemed to work. 
“Come on, get up!”  Hyunjin urged, continuing to poke and tickle any and all exposed skin.  He couldn’t help the grin that rose onto his lips from watching her wiggle around underneath him.  “We have to get to work!”
“Jinnie, no!  Stop!”  Eunbyeol’s breath heaved from her exertions.  Hyunjin immediately pulled his hands away.  He sat down next to her and laughed as he watched her fight for breath.  She laid there for a few more minutes with her arm slung over her eyes.  
“Alright, let’s go.”  Hyunjin rose to his feet and waited for her to respond.  After a moment, he decided to take things into his own hands. 
Eunbyeol thought for a second he’d given up or had started stretching without her.  However, only seconds later Hyunjin grabbed her hand and pulled, urging her to get up.  She didn’t move for a few seconds before sighing and letting her feet find the ground.  Hyunjin pulled her up easily with one hand until they stood facing one another while the music played behind them. 
Instantly, Eunbyeol let out a soft gasp at the sudden proximity.  Hyunjin gazed down at her, his eyes wide with the same realization.  His large hand enveloped hers comfortably with their palms pressed together warmly.  It certainly was not a secret that Hwang Hyunjin was hot.  Hyunjin’s features were soft and boyish, almost pixie-like.  His black hair looked soft and Eunbyeol’s fingers itched to run through his long, thick strands.  They were currently pulled back by a deep burgundy ribbon, keeping all of the flyaways out of his face.  Though his soft face was sharply contrasted with a few angles in his jaw and cheekbones, Eunbyeol could imagine him as a baby.  His plush mouth, however, was definitely not baby-like and she did not think about what it would feel like on hers.  Not at all.  Not even a little bit.  She didn’t think of her best friend as anything other than just that: her best friend. 
Not at all.
Hyunjin suddenly cleared his throat and dropped her hand.  Right away all of the atmosphere in the room disappeared.  Or maybe it was Eunbyeol’s throat closing.  Either way, Hyunjin turned towards the mirrors and began to tilt his head from side to side, exposing his neck to her.  Eunbyeol took a shameless moment to stare at him and wondered why the hell she couldn’t grow a goddamn backbone and just tell him.  In the end, she didn’t want to ruin a good thing.  She followed his lead and tilted her head back and forth in time with his. 
“Have you come up with some songs for our first duet assignment in a couple weeks?”  Eunbyeol inquired innocently, hoping to cover up any and all traces of the last few minutes.
“What do you take me for?”  Hyunjin scoffed as he began to roll his neck in slow circles.  Eunbyeol followed his lead.  Hyunjin reached into the pocket of his sweats and produced a carefully folded piece of notebook paper and passed it to her without missing a beat. 
“Have I ever told you that you’re the best partner of all time?”  Eunbyeol carefully unfolded the page to peer at the list.  “You also have impeccable music taste.”
“What can I say?”  Hyunjin made a huge show of tossing his imaginary hair over his shoulder.  “I’m the greatest.”
“Oh, I don’t know about ‘Senorita’.  I think everyone else will want to do that song, too.”  
“I know, but don’t you remember that night we went out to Starcatcher a few weeks ago?  That song came on and I swear to god even Minho was salivating watching us.  I think we could make it so unique.” 
“I love the song and all, but I don’t know about doing our assignment on it.  We could choreograph our own if you want, though.”  Eunbyeol offered him a sly smile in the mirror as they raised their arms over their head before bending over in half.  Even though he only saw it for a second, Hyunjin caught on anyway. 
“You just want to be in another one of my videos for YouTube.”  Hyunjin rolled his eyes so hard, Eunbyeol could practically see them rolling to the back of his skull. 
“Come on, don’t you remember how many views you got when we posted our duet of ‘Best Friend’?  Everyone loved our choreography!”  
“You just want the portfolio addition.  I see right through you, Cha Eunbyeol.” 
“As if you don’t!  C’mon, I got like a thousand new subscribers overnight.  Not to mention, my TikTok following skyrocketed.”  Eunbyeol slowly straightened her spine and they gracefully moved into the next stretch. 
“Okay, before we decide on that, I want to know your ideas for our duet project.”  Hyunjin huffed decidedly. 
A smirk rose onto Eunbyeol’s lips and she briefly abandoned stretching one of her arms to reach into the side pocket of her leggings for her own folded piece of paper.  She reached out with that hand and slipped the page between Hyunjin’s backwardly outstretched hand.  His long fingers curled around the paper immediately and he quickly unfolded it before bending back into the stretch.  He hummed and mused over her song choices for a few seconds before immediately standing up straight and turning to her with a mock-hurt expression written on his features.  His lips parted into an ‘O’ and his hand found its place on his ever-wronged heart. 
“You bitch, you want to do ‘Senorita’, too!  Why are you being such a hardass?”  Hyunjin’s fake scowl made a giggle bubble up in Eunbyeol’s throat.  Hyunjin could insult her all day long every day and she would know that he didn’t mean a single word. 
“Because...”  Eunbyeol shifted into their next stretch and he was quick to copy her.  “It’s fun to be mean to you.”
“I hate you.”
“No, you don’t.”
He didn’t.  
As far as Eunbyeol was concerned, he was probably the best thing that could have possibly happened to her during her freshman year intro dance class.  They met on the very first day of class and hit it off like they’d been friends for years.  With Hyunjin, everything was easy.  Dancing came to him like he was born to do it and with how skilled he was already Eunbyeol could easily believe it.  They weren’t dance partners at first, since most of their first semester focused on basic steps and theory.  In fact, they weren’t partners properly until their second semester.  
Eunbyeol never once in her life thought that sparks flying was a real thing.  Perfect chemistry with someone else simply didn’t exist and she was sure that she would never experience it.  At least, not until she danced with Hyunjin.  It was like he knew each and every one of her movements several counts before she actually did it.  It’s not like they were improv pros or anything (the bruise on Hyunjin’s left foot from where Eunbyeol stepped it all semester was proof enough of that), but they grew to learn each other’s dancing styles quickly.  With all the time they spent together practicing, it wasn’t long before they started spending time outside of the studio.  Aside from Jiho, Eunbyeol was sure she’d never clicked with another person quite as well as she clicked with him. 
The pair stretched for a few more minutes while the music cycled through whatever playlist Hyunjin put on.  Eunbyeol sighed happily as her muscles tensed and relaxed into each new stretch.  Sometimes, the stretches at the beginning and end of practice were the best parts. Nothing was more relaxing than releasing all of that pent-up tension.  Hyunjin glanced over at her and grinned.  Nothing was quite as healing as dancing with your best friend.  How did she get so lucky?
“Alright,”  Eunbyeol stretched her arms over her head as Hyunjin made his way over to his phone to turn the music off.  “What ideas do you have?  I don’t remember everything we did.”
“It’s not my fault you had that fifth drink and can’t remember!”  Hyunjin teased.  “But I was thinking of something along the same vein as that one cover that May J Lee did.  Like one of us does the first verse and chorus, the other does the second, and then we combine them.  The idea is to show how our dance styles complement each other right?”
“Right, I agree, but I think we should combine on the second chorus.  Here’s what I’m thinking... let’s choreograph the chorus so our moves could be stand-alone for the first chorus and build from there.  I had an idea for the second eight-count, you know the part when he sings...”
Eunbyeol and Hyunjin jumped right into choreographing.  As Hyunjin showed her his ideas, some of that drunken night at Starcatcher came back to her.  Not all of it, but just enough to get what he was saying.  It wasn’t long before they found an easy rhythm, moving with one another easily as if they’d been doing this for years.  Hyunjin effortlessly countered her every move and even predicted her almost stepping on his foot (again) and jumped out of the way just in time.
She watched their bodies move in the mirror and it was almost surreal.  Hyunjin’s eyes were glued to the mirror, watching as a routine came to life before him.  Eunbyeol also couldn’t believe it.  No matter how many times she and Hyunjin worked together, Eunbyeol had to be reminded every time just how talented he was.  Hyunjin’s long limbs were completely under his control from the very tips of his strong hands to his toes.  He towered several inches over her, which made their dynamic all that much more interesting.  Somehow she wondered how he walked around because his legs were slim and sometimes she wondered if he even had a waist.  However, due to his active lifestyle his muscles were firm to the touch so he wasn’t about to wither away anytime soon.  Hyunjin didn’t need the ego boost, so Eunbyeol kept her thoughts about his physique to herself. 
The pair experimented with different moves for so long that she forgot to check the time.  A common instance, seeing as the texts building up from Jiho weren’t as alarmed as they used to be when she and Hyunjin first started doing this.  For now, Eunbyeol’s phone sat forgotten on top of her backpack.  The clock over the door counted the minutes away.  The sun dipped slightly lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the campus and long shadows stretching over the ground.  Eunbyeol and Hyunjin kept their eyes on their reflections in the mirror as they danced and created. 
After a while, Hyunjin bounded over to his phone to turn on the song before hurrying back to her to try their new choreography with the music again.  They hoped that their timing would be right this time.  Their thin workout clothes clung to their skin.  Eunbyeol pretended not to notice his glistening skin when he made his way back over and took his natural place by her side.  He counted their steps under his breath as they danced, just to make sure both of them were on time.  After only a few hours it was far from perfect but on its way to something beautiful.  
Even after all that time, the pair only came up with the first half of the chorus but as soon as they came to a stop, with Hyunjin behind her with both hands on her waist, a wide smile lit up his face.  His eyes turned into little crescent moons and Eunbyeol couldn’t stop herself from turning in his grasp and throwing her arms around his neck. Hyunjin’s hands were quick to move from her waist to wrap around her torso and pull her into him.  They ignored the stickiness of their sweaty skin and damp clothes in favor of hugging.  She didn’t even mind that his long black hair stuck to him and droplets of sweat fell onto her shoulders.  Eunbyeol giggled brightly when Hyunjin lifted her feet off the ground. 
“This looks so good already, Jinnie!  We’re gonna get a good grade for sure.”
“That’s all I am to you?  A good grade?”  Hyunjin lowered her feet to the ground but didn’t let her go.
“Yes, but you’re the best grade.”  Eunbyeol smiled innocently up at him and he threw his head back and laughed, bringing a hand up to ruffle her hair a little bit. 
“I can accept this.  You wanna go get bubble tea?”  Hyunjin offered. 
“Do I ever!  I’m starving, too.  We should probably record this first and then do our ending stretches, though.”  
“Come on, let’s just go!”  Hyunjin whined, his face dropping into a pout.  He stuck his lip out at her and she almost caved.
“We have to record it so we can remember it!  Also, you’ll just whine at me when you wake up all sore tomorrow.”
“Always the voice of reason.”  He rolled his eyes dramatically before releasing her from his grip.  His hands grazed over her back and to her waist before dropping off  her completely.  “Whose phone should we use?”
“We can use mine.”  Eunbyeol dropped her grip from around him and started for her phone but a voice from the door stopped her in her tracks. 
“I could record it for you!”  
Her heart stopped in her chest and she gasped, turning to catch a glance at who might have spoken.  Park Jimin, a senior in the dance major, leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest.  A smile stretched across his soft features and he tilted his head at her.  He stared at her openly, almost not even seeing Hyunjin until his protective hand came up to cover her shoulder.  Eunbyeol relaxed, seeing it was just her friend who was the TA for her dance theory class last semester. 
“Ah, Jimin-sunbae, you scared me!”  Eunbyeol smiled politely.  Hyunjin squeezed her shoulder but she brushed him off.  “That’s nice of you but we can take care of it.”
“I thought you didn’t bring your phone stand with you to school today.”  Jimin reminded her.
“Oh, I’m sure I did...”  Eunbyeol made her way over to her backpack and duffle bag to dig through her stuff.  She unzipped her duffle bag to rummage around, finding her ballet shoes, another change of activewear, binding tape, her foot roller for her arches, a circle light but no... phone stand.  “I could have sworn I packed it this morning.”
“It’s okay, I can hold your phone and record you guys.  I have pretty steady hands.  You looked great!”  Jimin stepped into the room, keeping his eyes on Eunbyeol and stretching out his hand for her phone. 
“We can take care of it ourselves.”  Hyunjin spoke, but Jimin waited for Eunbyeol’s approval. 
“Oh sure, thank you!”  Eunbyeol, thoroughly persuaded, opened the camera app and passed him her phone.  “I really appreciate it.”
“Byeol-ah, we can just prop it up on the barre.”  Hyunjin suggested.
“Come on, it’ll just take a second.  Go start the music.”
“I...”  Hyunjin watched Jimin out of the corner of his eye as he moved to stand in the front of the room, holding the camera up to gauge lighting.  “Fine.  But make sure to bring your stand tomorrow, yeah?”
“I will!”  Eunbyeol promised before heading to the center of the room to take her spot.  Hyunjin rolled his eyes and made his way over to his phone to set up the music.  “Thank you, Jimin-sunbae!”
“Always happy to help out a friend.”  He paused a second, glancing over at Hyunjin before continuing.  “Are you coming to the welcoming party for the freshman?”
“When is that?  I haven’t been to the common room this semester yet.”
“We have some conflicts for the next couple of weekends but it’ll be on the third week of the semester on a Friday.  Can you make it?”  A hopeful glance flashed across Jimin’s face but it was gone moments later. 
“In three weeks?  Strange time to have a party.  Don’t we usually do them the first week of school?  I don’t know yet, but I'll have to see what Hyunjin is doing.”  Eunbyeol looked over at Hyunjin.
“Oh, I think he’s going to be in Daegu that weekend for a showcase.  I thought you were going to go to that, too, but I looked at the list and didn’t see your name.”  Jimin’s easy smile returned, spanning across his young features.  “We had to postpone it because something happened at the restaurant we usually go to so we couldn’t get a reservation for a couple weeks.  I dunno, someone was saying something about a fire?”
“Oh... I’m not sure I’m going to go if he’s not.  I’ll have to let you know.”
“Sure!  Just let me know.  I hope you’ll be able to make it.”  
Eunbyeol’s muscles suddenly relaxed when Hyunjin signaled for Jimin to start recording.  She hadn’t realized how tense she’d gotten.  She figured she’d just been dancing for too long.  Hyunjin hurried to Eunbyeol’s side to start the choreography.  They got into position and waited for the second chorus to begin.  Eunbyeol watched herself in the mirror, trying to focus on that and not the camera trained or Hyunjin’s hand snaking along her waist from behind.  She tried especially hard not to focus on the blush creeping up the back of her neck or her thighs clenching in anticipation.  Hyunjin often affected her like this and she figured that it was part of why they were so good together... as dance partners. 
When the chorus started, the pair of them started to dance, falling into it and into each other easily.  Even though they’d only just started working on the choreography, her body remembered it as if it was as easy as breathing.  Hyunjin’s body rolled and swayed with hers and she found that she didn’t need to watch the mirror anymore, she only needed to watch him.  The moment their eyes connected, Eunbyeol’s knees almost gave out but Hyunjin’s hands were on her waist to guide her into the next move before she knew it.  His eyes bore into her intensely, letting the message of the song shimmer in them.  His lips parted slightly and Eunbyeol had to look away from him, faking a sudden need to check her movements in the mirror.  
Eunbyeol’s eyes found Jimin’s immediately and her lips parted in shock.  She’d forgotten that he was even there.  Something about dancing with Hyunjin made the outside world slip away.  Her heart skipped a beat to find that Jimin was already staring at her.  Hyunjin’s grip on her waist tightened the moment their choreography ended.  The song continued playing over the speakers but Hyunjin made no move to let go of her.  Jimin’s smile stretched over his face once more when the song ended and he tapped on the screen of her phone to end the recording.  
“Great job guys!  You choreographed all of that in just a few hours?”  Jimin stepped forward to hand Eunbyeol’s phone back to her, but Hyunjin took it instead. 
“Yeah, we did.”  Hyunjin responded on behalf of Eunbyeol.
“That’s incredible!  I can’t wait to see the finished result!”  Jimin shot Eunbyeol a wink and she responded with a weak smile.  Hyunjin’s grip on her tightened for another second before he had to move away to pause the song.  Jimin took the opportunity to close in.  “Listen... I knew you were good, but not that good!  I’m impressed.”
“Thanks.”  Eunbyeol managed, her gaze drifted past him to where Hyunjin stood in the corner, messing with his phone. 
“So, listen.  For the last couple years I’ve been interning at Hybe Entertainment and I’m pretty sure they’re gonna offer me a job when I graduate because they like me so much.  I was thinking... You really have a lot of talent.  If you wanted, I could get you an internship there.  I could talk to my manager and get your resume through if you apply.”
“Sorry, Hybe?”  Eunbyeol’s eyes widened and her already pounding heart began to hurt, remembering him talking about it during class last semester.  The prestigious company produced so many of the top idols in the Kpop industry and their choreography was notorious for being difficult.  Their backup dancers often went on to be in other idol groups or get other good jobs in the industry.  Except...  “I didn’t know they accepted women into the company?”
“Well, maybe not female trainees, but they would accept you onto the dance team to at least be a backup dancer.  Even if it’s not what you do forever, Hybe would look really good on your resume.”  Jimin wiggled his eyebrows.
“Really?”  Eunbyeol raised an eyebrow at him incredulously.  “You could get me an internship?”
“I could.  It would be so easy.”  
“That would be incredible!  I mean... I don’t know if I could fit it in between my job and school but it would be so amazing.”  Eunbyeol grinned in spite of herself, her mind swirling with images of working in such a high-profile company.  It almost sounded too good to be true.
“Come on, just apply and give it a shot.  I’ll pull some strings and get you a spot, hm?”  Jimin urged with a wink.
“You could seriously do that?”  
“Of course!  They’re recruiting interns right now, so you have a good chance.  Think about it and let me know, yeah?”  Jimin reached out and patted her shoulder.  “I’ll see you later!  Text me about dinner, okay?”
“I will!”  Eunbyeol waved as he started towards the door.  He shot her one more wink before slinking out of the practice room.  
“What the hell did he want?”  Hyunjin asked immediately, his voice filling the room a little too loudly.  
“He was just being nice, Jinnie.”  Eunbyeol sighed, getting in position in front of the mirror to do their post-dance stretches.  “He wants me to apply for an internship at Hybe.”
“You mean his internship that he never shuts up about?”  Hyunjin rolled his eyes and started his playlist and joined her to stretch.  “And he wants you to join?”
“Yeah, he says I’m talented enough to get in!  Isn’t that crazy?”  Eunbyeol grinned.  “I think it would be so cool to at least audition there, don’t you?  Hey, we could apply together!  They’re hiring interns right now!”
“I’d rather walk over a pit of hot coals than audition for Hybe, to be honest.”  
“Really?  Is it really that bad?”  
“Not necessarily, just not my ideal company, that’s all.”  Hyunjin shrugged as they started to roll their necks in circles.  
“Alright, then I’ll look into applying myself!”  Eunbyeol’s heart fluttered as she spoke.  Hyunjin shot her a grin. 
“Hey, guys,” a new voice came from the door but neither of the dancers budged.  Eunbyeol glanced up to see one of the seniors in the major but she wasn’t too close to him.  Luckily, Hyunjin knew him well.
“Yeah, Minho-hyung, what is it?”  Hyunjin kept looking at the mirror and not at the cat-eyed senior at the door.
“Are you guys almost done?  My studio time starts in less than ten minutes.” 
“Yeah, we’re doing our closing stretches.  You’re welcome to join us if you want.”  Hyunjin offered.  
Eunbyeol glanced over at their senior, who was still in his street clothes with his dance bag slung over his shoulder.  His arms were crossed over his chest and he rolled his eyes and Hyunjin’s answer.  His face was set and stoic.  For a second, Eunbyeol worried he was upset.  Instead, he waved a hand dismissively. 
“I still have to change.  You guys better be gone by the time I come back.”  
With that, Minho turned away from the door and disappeared from their line of sight.  Eunbyeol glanced back at the mirror, where Hyunjin was looking at her instead of where Minho-sunbae had just disappeared. 
“Where do you want to go for dinner?”  
Hyunjin glanced over at her as the gears turned in her head for a second.  Then, her eyes lit up and she turned to him with a glint in her eye that made his heart flip flop in his chest.  Even with her hair messy from dancing and reeking of sweat, she looked beautiful and like the only person he wanted to spend his day with.  She opened her mouth to speak and he said it with her.
“Ddeokbokki.”
~!~!~!~!~!~
“HYUNJIN-AH, WHY ARE you late again?”  Chan didn’t even glance up from his computer when Hyunjin entered the studio and crashed heavily onto the brown leather sofa along the back wall.  
Chan, a music production major and a year or two ahead of Hyunjin and everyone else in their friend group, kept his eyes glued to his computer and barely acknowledged Hyunjin until he sat down.  He pulled one of his earphones off his ear so he could hear both Hyunjin and Minho, who was in the recording booth and singing a new song that Chan wrote.  Hyunjin hauled himself off the couch and made his way to where Chan sat and found a few pages of sheet music with his name written along the top.  He took it and returned to his seat, sinking into the cool fabric. 
“Dance practice went over again.”  His usual excuse, and it was usually true.  Chan, however, was too smart. 
“You went to dinner with Miss Dance Partner again?”  Chan finally glanced over his shoulder to smile at his friend.  Hyunjin fought back a smile, but he couldn’t keep it at bay for long. 
“Yeah.”  
“Ooooh, Hyunjinnie is in loooove!”  Changbin, the shortest of the group and a music technology junior, cooed from his place in his beanbag chair in the corner.  Hyunjin coughed dramatically and turned his face away so the other boys couldn’t see the flush warming his cheeks. 
“I’m gonna have to have a talk with this girl and lecture her on letting you go early so we can record.”  Chan shook his head, but judging from the smile on his face, Hyunjin figured he didn’t really mean it. 
“Yeah, you still have to introduce us, don’t think I’ve forgotten!  From the videos on YoutTube, your dance partner looks hot as fuck and its a crime to keep that from me!”  Changbin thrust an accusing finger at Hyunjin. 
“I know, I know!”  Hyunjin raised his hands in defense.  “I asked her to tag along today but she got a message from her acting partner and got into a bad mood, so she went home instead.” 
“Her acting partner?  Wait, you didn’t get to be her partner?  I’m surprised the planet is still spinning!”  
“Yeah, she was late to class.  She was listening to that radio show she likes so much.”  Hyunjin rolled her eyes at the thought and suddenly found himself glad that the host couldn’t hear him.  “So, she got paired with someone she didn’t like and I got paired with some kid named Dowoon.”
“How will you ever survive this semester without her as your theater partner!”  Changbin lamented and threw his head back, covering his eyes with his arm.  “I shall begin arranging your funeral promptly.”
“Shut up, Changbin-hyung, seriously.  It’s not that bad.  I’m disappointed but it is what it is.”
“Very mature for someone who literally was drunk crying a few weeks ago about how much you liked her.”  
“Hey!  I thought we agreed not to talk about that!”  Hyunjin sat up, searching his immediate vicinity for something to chuck at Changbin.  He found a random crumpled receipt stuck between the cushions and used that.  Changbin didn’t even flinch when it bounced harmlessly off his bicep.  
“Our lovesick Hyunjinnie is so cute!”  Changbin’s smile made Hyunjin dive back into the cushions for something else to throw.  “I mean, I agree.  She looked cute in that dress on Jeongin’s Outfit of the Day Intsa post.  What, that blue dress?”
“She did.”  Hyunjin paused, his lip sticking out in a pout.  He paused.  “And the dress was pink.”
“Guys, come on.  At least look at the sheet music I spent all night notating for you?”  Chan muttered over his shoulder. 
The two younger boys apologized to the eldest and turned their attention onto the music.  The song that Chan had written was, as usual, incredible.  Hyunjin was always so flattered that Chan, Changbin, and Jisung liked to include his voice in their songs.  He thought he was a better dancer than a singer, but since he started working with Chan and the others on their musical endeavors his voice had improved so much.  This time, it looked like Hyunjin would be rapping more than singing and he wasn’t complaining.
Eventually, Chan okayed Minho to leave the studio and the boy inside took off his headphones and made his way into the room.  Minho was older than Hyunjin by a year or so and he often had a hard resting-face that made him look consistently angry.  The later into the day it got and the more tired he became, the more his resting-bitch-face unnerved Hyunjin to no end.  Which is why the moment Minho’s tired eyes landed on the spot where Hyunjin sat on the couch he sprang to sit on the other side.  Minho wasn’t exactly mean or rude, especially not to Hyunjin, but he never wanted to be on the receiving end of his anger.  He’d seen it once before and he never wanted to see it again.
Minho collapsed onto the couch and lolled his head back and closed his eyes.  It wasn’t terribly late in the day, but he’d been up since before dawn and he was looking forward to resting.  Hyunjin admired Minho for many reasons, including the fact that he was double majoring in dance and music production.  Because of that, Hyunjin was inspired to double major himself.  Despite the exhausting schedule, he was glad that he could indulge his two greatest talents and hobbies.  
When Hyunjin wasn’t in the dance studio with Eunbyeol, he spent the rest of his time in the art studio covered in paint from head to toe.  Even now he knew he needed to shower and wash his hair well because he accidentally got some blue in it earlier.  As long as images and colors and art left his fingertips, he didn’t care what medium he used.  Pencils, oils, markers, Hyunjin loved it all.  
“Hyunjin-ah...”  Minho’s tired voice came from the other side of the couch.  “Will you pass me my water?”
“Sure, Hyung.”  Hyunjin glanced around and found Minho’s distinctive yellow water bottle on the floor under the coffee table.  He passed it to his friend wordlessly.
“Is Felix here with the coffee yet?  I’m exhausted.”  Minho let out a long yawn and didn’t open his eyes to take a drink of his water.
“Do you see any coffee?”  Changbin’s eyes were also starting to droop.  “Felix and Jisung have been gone for almost an hour.  I’m gonna kill them.”
“Jisung has been trapped in this studio since lunch.  I’m jealous that he’s even getting a break.”  Chan spoke up from his place at the computer.  He lowered his headphones to rest around his neck.  
“Why don’t you take one, Hyung?”  Minho suggested.  “Hyunjin needs a little more time to look over the music before his turn in the studio, right?  For the love of all that is holy, go take a walk.  Use the bathroom.  Step out into the sun for a few seconds before it sets completely.  Touch some grass.”
“Touch some grass-”  Chan muttered along with Minho, “You know I’d love to do that but-”
“The work comes first.  Got it, got it.” 
“Once Hyunjin and Felix have their turns in the studio then I can finally finish piecing this song together.”  Chan explained. 
“Wait, Seungmin and Jeongin have already been here?”  Changmin looked up from his sheet music.  “I didn’t see them today.”
“Yeah, we popped into the studio last night for two hours or so.  Seungmin really only needed one take but we took three of them.  He was really adamant.”  Chan chuckled at the thought, clicking through a few pages and pulling up his recording.  “This was his first take.”
Seungmin’s airy, romantic voice filled the studio.  The raw vocals filled the room and Hyunjin’s eyes widened at the sound.  Seungmin, as usual, was a powerhouse.  He sang the words beautifully and without a single error.  Even his breathing sounded perfect.  He only had a few lines, so the recording was over too quickly.  Once it ended, all of the boys applauded even though no one was there to hear them. 
“Jeez, and he wanted two more takes?”  Minho gasped out. 
“He wanted four but I made him go home.”  Chan grinned.
“Where did we find this kid, again?”  Changnbin’s question was rhetorical but Chan answered anyway.
“He was part of Jisung’s friend group in high school.  Pretty much all of Jisung’s friends are just as talented.” 
“You say that as if we’re not all friends now.”  Hyunjin chuckled, smiling fondly at the thought of the friendships he had with each of the younger boys, including Felix. 
“I know, I know.  We won’t be friends for much longer though if Jisung and Felix don’t get here soon with that coffee and my refresher.  I’m dying here.”  Chan sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair, letting it take all of his weight.  “I’m gonna call him.”
Chan grabbed his phone from the desk and called Jisung.  The boys sat in silence, listening to the phone ring for a few seconds.  Jisung didn’t answer, so Chan called him again all while muttering profanities under his breath.  Once again, no answer.  
Hyunjin took the opportunity to check and see if Felix had texted him.  His phone screen lit up when he pressed the button and he had to fight a smile at the sight of his background picture.  It was a simple one that he’d taken with Eunbyeol several months ago during cherry blossom season.  They’d walked through the park for hours, drinking coffee, snacking on candy, and taking hundreds of pictures together.  In this one, she smiled brightly up at the camera and Hyunjin had his chin atop the crown of her head with an equally bright smile on his face.  Even though it had been months, he didn’t have the heart to change it.  She looked so pretty. 
He had to shake his head to look at his phone properly, but it didn’t matter because Felix hadn’t texted him since this morning, apologizing for being late to class.  Hyunjin shot him a quick ‘Where the fuck are you?’ text before checking his other notifications.  Felix may not have texted him however, his other best friend had.  Judging from the time stamp, she hadn’t even made it home yet before texting him.  He cursed himself for not checking his phone earlier, but he responded eagerly to her message.  He knew they’d see each other the next afternoon, but he missed her already. 
“Chan-hyung, quit blowing up my phone!”  Jisung’s loud, whiny voice filled the studio as he pushed into the room with his hands weighed down with drink carriers.  “God, I know I’m popular but even popular people need a break sometimes.”
“What is he talking about?”  Changbin rolled his eyes.
“Well,”  Felix followed Jisung into the room, also carrying a drink carrier in each hand.  “First, I was talking his ear off, then he was on the phone with his girlfriend for over half an hour, then Chan-hyung was calling him while he was still on the phone... I think he’s overwhelmed.”
“The coffee was taking forever!”  Changbin argued.  “I mean, look!  Chan is almost asleep and Minho is practically dead!  Is that what you want?  To kill Minho-hyung?”
“Relax, it wasn’t my fault!”  Jisung argued back with a huff.  “The cafe was already busy and then we had to order six coffees.  My poor coworkers.  Didn’t inspire me enough to jump  behind the counter, though.”
“I can vouch for him.”  Felix offered, setting his drink carriers on the coffee table and sliding into the space on the couch between Hyunjin and Minho.
“You’re not innocent in this either!”  Jisung pointed an accusatory finger at the boy, who cowered behind Hyunjin’s lean form.  “You wouldn’t shut up about that girl!  What are we?  In a K-drama?  In high school?  Get it together!”
“‘That girl’?”  Changbin’s ears perked up at the mere mention of some gossip.  “Do tell!”
“Please, don’t make me listen again!  Put me out of my misery!”  Jisung wailed, throwing himself into a beanbag chair next to Changbin as dramatically as possible, careful not to spill any coffee.  “That's all he talked about for like thirty minutes.  I thought we were done with her!”
“Who?”  Hyunjin’s curiosity got the best of him.  
“Um, well...”  Felix’s freckled cheeks were suddenly tinged a shade darker and he rubbed the back of his neck.  “Remember that night we all got drunk and I cried about never seeing my first love again?”
“I think I blacked out, but go on.”  Minho encouraged. 
“The night Hyunjin cried about his crush?  How could I forget?”  Changbin cackled.
“Well, I thought I would never see her again because I thought she went to medical school.  Except she didn’t.  She's here!”
“What?”  Hyunjin blinked in surprise.  “Wow, that’s incredible!  What a small world!  How did you find out?”
“Honestly, it’s miraculous.”  Felix sat forward to grab his coffee from the table.  Chan’s eyes widened as he watched the younger boy take a drink, but hung onto his every word regardless.  Felix on coffee was always a sight to see.  “We’re taking a class together.”
“Wait, really?”  Chan lifted an eyebrow. 
“Not only that, but there’s a pairs project over the course of the entire semester!”  Felix began to bounce.  First, it was just one of his legs.  Then both of his legs.  Before Hyunjin knew it, it was like Felix’s entire body was actually vibrating right before his eyes.  “And I’m her partner!”
“Disgusting.”  Jisung wrinkled his nose.  “I don’t get why you’re so excited when she rejected you in high school and blatantly ignored you during senior year.”
“Wait, she rejected you?  I don’t think I’ve ever seen you get rejected.”  Hyunjin blinked in surprise, but something ugly settled in the pit of his stomach.  He witnessed everything in class but he hadn’t heard Felix’s side of the story.
“Yeah...”  Felix sighed sadly for a moment before perking right back up.  “I know, I feel crazy for being so excited about it.”
“She treated you like crap.”  Jisung rolled his eyes.
“I know!  And I thought I was going to hate being in this class with her, but I just texted her earlier to ask her when she wants to meet up to look at scenes to do together or figure out the rest of the assignment.  But... like... wow...”  Felix paused to take another sip of his coffee. “The second I got a text back from her... like, is my heart supposed to be beating this fast?”
Hyunjin really didn’t like where this was going.
“You’re drinking coffee.”  Minho deadpanned.
“I know, but like... is it weird that I’m looking forward to it?”
“Yes!”  Jisung exclaimed, throwing his arms up in the air.  “You’re absolutely batshit crazy!  You heard Jiho!  She thinks you’re crazy, too!”
“Jiho knows her, too?”  Chan blinked in surprise.  Normally, talking about girls wasn’t his favorite subject, but Hyunjin figured he was using this as an excuse not to stare at his computer for a bit.
“Yeah, she’s Jiho’s roommate.”  Jisung waved off the question as if the answer was obvious.  “So like, if Jiho says you’re crazy to see her best friend of five goddamn years, then you’re insane.  Chan-hyung, call the nearest insane asylum!  We’re losing him!”
“God, you and Hyunjin are both girl-crazy.”  Changbin rolled his eyes.  “You’ve both got heart-eyes for girls who are completely unattainable.”
“Hey, Hyunjin’s at least got a pretty good chance with his girl.”  Jisung muttered exasperatedly.  It was Hyunjin’s turn to blush at the phrasing.  He liked the sound of that... his girl.  “They’re actually friends.”
“That’s true but...”  Felix paused and Hyunjin’s heart stopped beating in his chest.  “In the class, we have to do a trust exercise each week.  We have to work together all semester!  That’s something, right?”
“Lee Felix, I am putting the asylum on speed dial!”  Jisung made a huge show of holding his phone up while he searched for a phone number.  “Chan-hyung, I can’t fucking listen to this right now.  Set me up, I’m gonna record my verse again.”
With that, Jisung stood and disappeared into the recording studio.  Chan flashed Felix a grin before turning back to his computer to set things up to record for Jisung.  Hyunjin watched his friend retreat.  On one hand, he wanted to know what this girl did to Felix but on the other hand he was happy not knowing a thing.  If Hyunjin was right in his suspicions, things were about to get really awkward.
Despite sitting up and away from him, Felix’s leg pressed firmly into Hyunjin’s.  Felix’s hands clenched and released, desperate to hold onto something or someone.  Minho, an unsuspecting victim, jumped when Felix grabbed his knee and squeezed.  At this rate, Hyunjin expected Felix to simply vibrate out of his clothes.  Felix, when they first met, was generally extroverted and excited about everything.  When Hyunjin bought him tickets to a Twice concert, Felix had collapsed in tears and he jumped and danced through the entire concert without stopping.  When their group of friends took a weekend in Jeju over the summer break, Hyunjin wondered if Felix’s face hurt from smiling so much.  Excited Felix was a force to be reckoned with.  But this... this level of anxiety and excitement was like nothing Hyunjin had ever seen before. 
When Felix’s phone vibrated in his lap, he practically leapt through the ceiling.  Minho cussed under his breath at the sudden jolt and Hyunjin jerked away so as not to be hit with a stray elbow.  Felix’s hands shook as he tapped the screen and he let out an audible groan when he saw the notification.  Hyunjin pulled his lip between his teeth and pretended not to steal a glance at his friend’s phone.  Playing the part of a concerned friend, Hyunjin leaned forward and slung an arm around Felix’s shoulders.  Felix gratefully leaned into him as he read the text.  Hyunjin’s eyes glanced over the screen and found his worst fear to be true.  
[Pretty Eunbyeol:  Fine, whatever, I have maybe an hour after class on Tuesday.  Don’t wait up.]
Hyunjin tried to swallow the lump in his throat.  Felix’s eyes were wide with wonder as he stared down at his phone.  Hyunjin glanced at his own phone when it lit up from a text from the very girl they were talking about.  From the very girl texting Felix now.  
Felix’s first love.  
Hyunjin tried to find solace in the fact that most of the time first loves never worked out, but it wasn’t as reassuring as he’d hoped.  Because, at this rate, he’d be shooting himself in the foot.  He wasn’t sure he’d ever cared for anyone the way he cared for Eunbyeol.  What if she was his first love, too?
“How do I respond to that?”  Felix glanced around him at the boys in search of any advice.   
“Hate to break it to you, but you don’t.”  Changbin shrugged, taking a long sip from his iced americano.  “Wait until next week and text her the morning of to confirm the plans.  That’s the next move.”
“But-”  Felix’s eyes shimmered with hope but Changbin wasn’t having it. 
“No!  No buts.  Jisung literally just told you that she doesn’t like you.  And you have to respect that, yeah?  Leave her alone.”  
Felix pouted and turned back to his phone screen.  The exchange between him and Eunbyeol was short, under five lines of text, but it was the most they’d ever been in direct contact like this.  Now he actually had physical proof that they’d spoken.  He shook his head and stuck his phone back into his pocket.  It was like he was a teenager all over again.  His heart pounded in his ears and his mouth went dry at the thought of seeing her.
Hyunjin, on the other hand, leaned back on the couch and strategically angled his phone so Felix couldn’t see.  He opened the extensive conversation between him and Eunbyeol and smiled when he saw her newest text to him.  It was short, sweet, to the point, and made Hyunjin’s heart explode with butterflies.  As he scanned the words over and over again, his anxiety about Felix liking her reduced a little.  It didn’t matter that they had history or that Felix had feelings.  The only thing that mattered was that Eunbyeol’s attention was on him.
[Partner in Crime:  Hyunjinnie~ I miss you!  Come over tomorrow after practice?]
Hyunjin agreed to those plans without hesitation, figuring he could cancel anything he might have had.  A small smile crept onto his lips and he had a feeling that good things were in store.  
After all, at the end of the day, she was his partner.
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savageday6 · 5 months
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the way absolutely nothing has changed in their dynamics lmfao........ youngk was saying pleasantries to start dekira and asked "is there anyone not in good health here?" and wonpil who was lost in his own world blissfully whispered "ah this feels great" and thus chaos ensued with sungjin going "여보세요?!?? please concentrate!!!" meanwhile dowoon was just cackling and obviously just really happy to be there
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cheesiebee · 20 days
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✨ shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and list the first 10 songs that play, then tag 10 people ✨
Thanks for tagging me @wonpiris <3
airplane - j-hope
that that (prod.&feat. suga of bts) - psy, suga
ah yeah - seventeen
dream - jun
my universe - coldplay, bts
moon tourist - feral mothers
fri(end)s - v
like crazy (deep house remix) - jimin
ocean breathes salty - modest mouse
don't ever say love me (feat. rm of bts) - colde, rm
Tagging (not 10 people lol): @sevencoloredstar and @yoon-dowoon only if you want to! and anyone else that wants to!
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skboba-stars · 1 year
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Their Daughters - Part I
[a small series of drabbles I wrote about the Manager Kim - Park Jincheol - Hansu Seong trio and their kids' dynamics]
[Tahoon is female in this. It'll be about Hansu reflecting on how Taehyun is and have some spoilers from the latest chapters.]
Despite Taehyun being how she usually was, Seong Hansu had never truly been worried for his daughter. He'd never had to even consider that she could get hurt. After all, Seong Taehyun was his daughter and he'd taught her well.
Even if the two of them haven't realized it yet, Hansu thought fondly on his friends. Jincheol and Kim were absolute demons to fight against and most likely stronger than the 'pre-generation' that Kim's boss liked to harp on about - he would know, being one of those 'demons' himself.
However, when he'd announced his firstborn had arrived and that the name him and So-hyun ah had picked out was Taehyun, Jincheol had laughed boisterously at how Hansu was the only one out of the three of them to have a son, Hansu had decided it would be fun to keep it a secret.
Taehoon had also decided to keep it up solely because it was incredibly amusing for her.
So-hyun had only laughed at the two of them and Haru had joined his mom in laughing at his big sister and dad.
(Honestly, Hansu was impressed that they'd guessed that Haru was a girl. Haru hadn't minded it so much back then - he only seemed to get offended when others outside of their family misgendered him. However, with how Haru had seemed to act as of late, Hansu suspected his son was trying to figure himself out.)
As Hansu relaxed as he knocked on the door to the Park residency, he chuckled as Sohyun clicked her tongue and fixed his shirt.
"At least try to dress up more neatly - even Haru got dressed well."
"Hey!" his son disagreed. Haru fidgeted with his cropped shirt as leaned back on his heels. "I'm not that badly dressed. Besides - Taehyun isn't even here. Why are you getting on my case?" He grumbled the last part and Hansu sighed and shook his head.
"Your sister's busy right now - so she'll come later. She told me she'd come a bit later." Sohyun turned to him, a question in her eyes, but as the door opened, Hansu motioned that he'd answer her question of where their daughter was later.
(Thinking back on it, he really should have picked up the damned phone.
Son or daughter, it didn't matter - Taehyun had needed his help and he hadn't been there.)
However, all Hansu did was chuckle as little Dabn opened the door and slung an arm around Haru as the family entered, Mrs. Park grinning as she saw her old friend and greeted her, Hansu himself greeting Jincheol and ignoring the vibrating of his phone.
"Shouldn't you pick that up?" Jincheol questioned as Kim came along with Minji, the two of them staring at Haru showing off their capoeira progress to the other two. Hansu sighed and shrugged.
"It's Taehyun - she'll be fine." Jincheol chuckled at that as he put away the dishes and Kim nodded as he approached them.
"Jincheol is right. It's not like Taehyun doesnt know her way through a fight. Speaking of - she called me too," Kim frowned at that and Hansu felt a sense of dread settle on him.
His daughter had called Kim and--.
No. No. She'd be fin. He knew Taehyun. He knew just how strong his daughter was - he'd seen her comfort Haru every time that So-hyun had to leave for work and how she would always assume the responsibility that had fallen on her shoulders.
He remembered how she'd brokenly pieced herself together after Dowoon's death and how he hadn't seen her actual roots in so long.
He renenberd how she'd cried when she'd been reunited with the Taesan Head's twins - how Ravi and Hwa had held onto her as the three of them were on the way to becoming legends in their own right.
And it wasn't that Hansu didn't want to pamper her like he did Haru - it wasn't like he didn't think of Taehyun as his dear daughter - but seeing other girls with their fathers, it never fit for him. It really didn't
As the evening wen't on, dread began to build up in Hansu until finally, he took out his phone to check what had happened.
Hansu's blood ran cold as he took in the multitude of messages that he could see - not from Taehyun, but from Ravi and Hwa. One twin was panicking about Taehyun going undercover (undercover? Since when had Taehyun done that... He really hadn't seen much of her recently, had he?) and the other was angry at him because apparently Hobin and Taehyun were trying to get in contact with him.
There was also a call from the kid that Taehyun had taken under her wing. Seong Yohan, if Hansu remembered properly.
Groaning, he massaged his forehead and was about to call back on one of the missed calls as he heard from near the door,
"Taehyun-ie, I'm surprised you came. And you brought - friends." The way Mrs. Park's voice became stilted, Hansu could tell it was definitely someone Taehyun had either (a) befriended, (b) beat up, (c) done both to, or (d) decided she was a better guardian figure for as compared to their most likely trashy parents - or even all of them. That happened at times as well. Worriedly, he made his way to next to So-hyun, who only stared at their daughter in shock. Well, it was to be expected - the last time she'd seen Taehyun in person was her 12th birthday and the last time she'd seen her online was a few days before Dowoon's death.
Now, Taehyun stood at about a couple of centimeters taller than his wife - whose height was at 186 centimeters herself, so nothing to scoff at. Taehyun's - no, the jacket she'd probably borrowed from Ravi - hooded leather jacket was tied around around her waist. dressed in a half-sleeved white shirt and blue jeans, her musculature on display was easily close to - and maybe even more defined than - Mrs. Park's and So-hyun's.
Pairing all of that with the black nail polish and eyeliner she'd taken to wearing and Converses that seemed to pair with her newly cut hair (it was back to black again, Hansu noted albeit the light brown highlights Taehyun had kept) , she wouldn't have even looked that different.
No, what looked odd was the tattooed boy who came up to Hansu's height that looked at Taehyun with confusion in his eyes as he supported her subtly (if anyone recognized the supporting your injured, crazy friend who somehow could fake being fine very well, it would be him and Kim).
On the other side, stood Yohan, who wore that admittedly well-designed God Dog hoodie he'd made and bent down to take off his shoes. Behind the three of them was a relatively tall young woman who seemed to be around that Yoo Hobin's height with red lip gloss and a black wolf cut, dressed in a white hoodie and black cargo pants. Hansu ignored the hint of Yamazaki tattoos on her arms as he turned to Taehyun.
Hansu didn't notice how Yohan quickly loosened the laces on Tahyun's shoes, but he definitely noticed the slight wince she did as she made her way to the couch.
With a grin, Taehyun was about to greet them as she transferred the bags she held to another hand, saying,
"Sorry I'm late, Abba - there were some things I needed to take care of. I picked up Haru's capoiera uniform on the way and that cake you asked me to pick up and-." She froze as she looked down and met her mother's eyes - So-hyun ah frozen as she stared at her daughter.
Well, this really wasn't the way Hansu had planned on breaking the news, but -.
"Taehyun, your mom will be in Korea for a few months."
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starter for : @lgcdowoon​
context : type mission 9, school concert
even though nathan hasn’t been a student for, err, a while now - he still wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to say that he does not miss high school in the slightest. even though being a trainee was a lot stricter and way more stressful, at least he got something decent out of it. high school, on the other hand, was filled with nothing but arbitrary grades and projects that amounted to, what? a measly piece of paper that was probably made on microsoft word?
so when they were invited back to appear on ‘run to you’, nathan had mixed feelings. on one hand, he loathed the idea of just stepping into another high school, but on the other hand, it was nice to be able to meet their younger fans face-to-face like this (plus, it was fun to be on the other side of the company’s pranking antics for once).
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standing by in an empty classroom designated as their waiting room for the day, nathan sighed as he sat himself in a vacant seat next to dowoon. “it’s a bit embarrassing showing up in our stage costumes, but at least we’re not cosplaying in high school uniforms, right?” he muses aloud. “dowoon-ah, when was the last time you wore a uniform?—wait, when did you even graduate high school?”
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eatsbop · 1 year
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Ever since it was confirmed that Taehoon got his height from his mom and she's a member of Korea's volleyblall team, I couldn't help but think - what if Taehoon plays volleyball?
Like, he loves Taekwondo and it's his dream to represent Korea and showcase it to the world and all, but he also likes volleyball. He's good at it too and it does help him stay in shape.
It's even funier if you consider that Taehoon isn't dumb by any means and he might actually be a good student as well - and that he respects his seniors too.
Cue him being the team captain for Gangbuk High and like -
Student 1 : I will defeat Seong Taehoon in volleyball. I will make Gangbuk's team eat dirt.
Student 2 : I'm going to beat him at exams this year just you wait.
Gangsters who keep getting their ass whooped : Huh?
Th Yoo Hobin company that wasn't sure that Taehoon could read now goes to all his matches to cheer him on.
AU where Dowoon is alive and he gave Taehoon a thousand 500 won coins so they could play in the arcade but he beat Taehoon in every single match. Cue Taehoon The Wanna Be Pro Gamer pissed beyond his wits. Dowoon tips the bucket hat he's wearing to cover his fading stitch marks at Taehoon and bade him adieu, "Exam week starts tomorrow. Let's call it a day, Taehoon-ah. I'd like to show Abeoji I will keep excelling in academics same in Taekwondo. We'll do the rematch after the exam results are out."
Fast forward, exam scores are out and Taehoon placed first in every class and ranks first in the entire school.
AU where Hobin and Jihyeok wish for at least one day when they could hangout with Taehoon without some volleyball nerd verbally assaulting them or giving a long winded speech about being a third year sporstman and Taehoon ruining their otherwise happy high school memories
AU where Yeonwoo offers to help the struggling citizens of Yoo Hobin Company pass the school term
Yeonwoo friendly shoves Taehoon's shoulder, "You too, Taehoon-ah! Don't be late tomorrow!"
Taehoon shows up two hours late, sits himself next to Hobin who's practically sweating blood over trigonometry and teaches him every possible shortcut tricks in the equation that Yeonwoo's been trying to teach him for the past couple of hours in under 10 minutes.
Yeonwoo jaw hitting the table, "How?!"
Taehoon in monotone, "I calculate angle, velocity, air resistance, speed, force etc etc mid battle to land the strongest hit.. don't you guys? Why are you struggling with basic shit? Didn't we learn this in fourth grade? I know for sure cause we tutor fourth grade kids in the dojang."
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lgcmanager · 2 years
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LEGACY PROJECT: FUTURE DREAM S005 ( FINALE )
LAST TIME ON FUTURE DREAMS…
all of the trainees were given an unexpected surprise — the performances that they were practicing so hard on would be scrapped and instead of performing for a smaller audience, they would be performing for the last stop at LGC’s FAMILY CON 2K22 in seoul! reactions from the trainees are shown and it leaves people wondering how the trainees will cope with the sudden change of events.
RANKINGS
what they don’t know is that at some point before LGC’s FAMILY CONCERT, all of the coaches have gathered along with KIM HYUNCHEOL and LEE ISEUL as they discuss the performances the coaches saw on AUGUST 6.
“even though that was only the midway point, who do you think did the best?” ISEUL asked as he looked at the coaches who were present during those performances.
one coach revealed, “we’ve debated a bit, but we can confirm that the girls did a lot better than the boys. even though there were more boys in the teams, some of us noticed that there are still some lacking in certain areas or not trying as hard as they should have. the senior artists have given them some advice and they did listen to it, but… so did the girls too. as a result, it made the gap between the two even wider.” he paused as he looked at the coach next to him, the one who supposedly spent the most time watching all of the contestants during their practice sessions. returning his attention back towards ISEUL and HYUNCHEOL, he continued on, “but between the two girl groups, we felt that the DALLA DALLA team did the best.”
a female coach chimed in as she added, “on the other hand, for the boys we thought that the HALLA HALLA team did the best.” the coaches continued on to discuss the teams in-depth, but that bit was left muted as viewers got to see ISEUL and HYUNCHEOL jotting down notes about the teams and what the overall rankings would be.
the next scene transitions to ISEUL and HYUNCHEOL in an interview room as they reveal to the viewers the rankings for a few more contestants.
( important note: the rankings below were only shown to the PUBLIC and not to the contestants. so they do not know this until later on after the show. in addition to that, for PART 1’s rankings, the order may have switched a bit so the number your muse received in the last fd post [after all of the week 0’s scores were added] could have possibly changed this time around. just like before, only a few of the spots have been revealed. )
OVERALL RANKINGS: bae woobin ( 14 ), kim dawon ( 13 ), cha hyoseop ( 11 ), pongsak tee ( 8 )
FAMILY CONCERT 2K22
snippets of the preparation are shown as people got to see how the trainees handle not only being a part of legacy’s biggest annual event, but even the day of when the meet and greet happens. as fans congregated and waited in line to meet some of their favorite aspiring idols, some of them were given a chance to be interviewed for the show.
“ah,” a woman around her early 20s paused to think about how she would answer the question that was given to her regarding which team she would support for this round. “i’ve been a huge fan of NABI since lgc girls japan, but DOWOON and KEEHO are slowly becoming my bias wreckers too. omo, what am i going to do?? i don’t even know who i’ll vote for in the end…” she trailed off as she touched her cheeks.  “umm…fighting to everyone in future dreams! may the best team win!” she ends her interview abruptly with those words as she covers her face.
more interviews are shown and the viewers can easily tell that the voting for this time around will be a lot harder than usual. not only that, but as part of NABI and PARKER’s reward from the ‘impress the senior artists’ segment, they were both given a choice to use their reward. with both of them selecting to give an additional boost to their votes, it’s a complete mystery as to which team will win.
soon after, the edited performances from LGC’s FAMILY CONCERT are shown with more focus towards the FUTURE DREAMS trainees. there’s a note at the bottom of the screen that encourages people to check out the full performances on LGCENT’s youtube channel, for those who want to relive the experience again ( or see how the performances turned out in case they missed it ).
THE FINALE
the next day, all of the future dreams contestants gathered together on stage. the audience this time around is a lot smaller compared to the previous day, but some of them may have noticed a bit of a surprise in that all of the debuted artists ( IDOLS, MODELS, and ACTORS ) are sitting in the front rows. behind them are KIM HYUNCHEOL, head manager of the trainees; PARK JEONGAN, current CEO; and LEE ISEUL, head creative director sitting at the center with the table and chairs elevated so that everyone could see them.
“today is the finale of FUTURE DREAMS SEASON 5.” HYUNCHEOL begins to give a brief rundown of everything that has happened the last couple of hours. “in the last 24 hours, we’ve seen everyone give it their all in all of the activities and performances that were assigned to them. we watched as we saw the number of votes accumulate over time and that by the end of the voting period, we’ve received over one million votes.” some of the people in the audience were left in shock over how many people watched the concert last night. “and the competition was certainly tough. there were some periods when each of the teams gained a significant amount of votes, but after all of the contestants performed, there was a clear victor as to which team won and that team is… TEAM WE GO!” HYUNCHEOL and ISEUL look at the girls’ team and applaud them for their efforts. 
“and now what you’ve all been waiting for.” HYUNCHEOL transitioned to the one thing everyone was waiting for. “the winner of this season is… SON NABI! congratulations, you are ranked number 1 and will be releasing a solo later this year. please congratulate her and everyone else for participating!” he allows everyone to clap and cheer over the announcement. but after a few minutes, ISEUL stands up and breaks the celebratory moment with a follow up announcement.
“as we watched each of the trainees over the course of this season, we weren’t looking solely for someone who would be given an opportunity to release a single. we were looking for other aspects too. many of you know that several of our PROJECT ORIGIN individuals have debuted and become idols—” ISEUL pauses as he looks at the members of TYPE ZERO, V&A, CRYSTALLIS, and FABULA. “... and with NABI ranked number 1 in this season and the only trainee left in LGC GIRLS, we thought quite a bit about legacy’s future and its lore. so we are happy to announce that NABI’s single will serve as a precursor to a new era that legacy will be introducing in the future.” ISEUL turned momentarily to look at JEONGAN and HYUNCHEOL as he waited for one of them to announce the next surprise. 
JEONGAN took his microphone and began talking, “even though this season mostly focused on individual rankings, we did observe both the boys and girls to see their growth during the past few months. at first, we were rather surprised by the initial rankings as we saw most of the girls ranked high but as time went on we noticed that there were a few male trainees who surprised us at times.” his attention shifted towards DOWOON and he continued on, “in the past, you may have heard some of the coaches comment about your performances and how they enjoyed watching them. then when you performed in front of the senior artists, they also said something along those lines as well. even until now, the coaches can see that too. in fact, we can see your gradual improvement and we had a feeling throughout this season that you were ready to debut. the thing is that we wondered how we would see you in a group. it was why you were given an array of concepts, to see where we see you best and after yesterday’s performance, we know the answer now.”
“congratulations, you will be debuting as a member of TYPE ZERO — a group that takes on a variety of concepts, since like the meaning of the group, it is the middle area between VERSUS and AGITO. we were looking for someone who is versatile and can take on an array of concepts and that is one of your strengths as a performer.” JEONGAN announced as he lets everyone celebrate for a short period before politely instructing DOWOON to move to the side. “but DOWOON will not be the only one joining TYPE ZERO. there was another one that we didn’t quite expect initially. we knew that he had the talent for it, but as time went on we soon noticed that he was a fan favorite, especially with the idols.” JEONGAN chuckled as he eyed towards the idols who voted for the trainee. “PARKER,” he calls out his name before announcing the next bit of good news. “you will be joining DOWOON and debuting as a TYPE ZERO member. we were aware of how talented you were vocally and when we asked the senior artists how they felt about your performance, they saw a lot of potential in you as a future idol. some even mentioned that they thought you were ready to become an idol too. so congratulations to you as well and please stand next to DOWOON.” another set of loud cheers and applauds could be heard, giving time for both of the trainees to take in the surprising news.
HYUNCHEOL concludes the finale with his speech, "and that’s the end of the fifth season of FUTURE DREAMS. thank you to everyone for participating and see you in the next season.” confetti started to fall from above and as people were cheering over everything that had happened, ‘JIKJIN’ started to play first followed by ‘SAME SAME DIFFERENT’. once the two songs have finished and the final rankings have been revealed to the public, the season slowly comes to an end.
… but it’s not the end of the idol journey for everyone else.
while the FUTURE DREAM CONTESTANTS slowly head back to their dorms to pick up their belongings, they began to hear noises from the intercom. rather than hearing HYUNCHEOL, ISEUL, or JEONGAN’s voices, one of the coaches ends up speaking instead on their behalf.
“all of the trainees except NABI, DOWOON, and PARKER must meet at the assigned locations on OCTOBER 10 at 10:00AM sharp! this isn’t the end of your journey yet because you have an important task ahead of you! for now, enjoy this rest period and good job, everyone!”
the message ends abruptly, but all of them were given the important details that would give some sort of insight as to what OCTOBER 10 holds for all of them via text.
just like what the above says, this isn’t the end just yet! after this post will be the TYPE ZERO MISSION, so DOWOON and PARKER will know their schedule ahead of time. for NABI and everyone else… you will get your mission next week! as usual, please look forward to it and thank you to everyone who has participated! it was quite a project to take on and with this coming to an end, that means that it’s the start of something new.
we would like to use the remaining bit of this post to reveal some of the details behind the ranking process. we’ve already mentioned in the past how WEEK 0’s prompts were scored, but since this season has finished we can talk more ooc wise as to how the rankings were for the rest of the season.
it’s best to first look at THIS PAGE where we’ve listed the rankings for each of the rounds in order to get a better understanding of the explanation we’re about to mention.
for “PART 0 / WEEK 3” ( the first column ), the blue cells indicate the muses who received additional points due to their perceived ranking and their actual rankings. the orange cells indicate the muses who lost points due to the same reason. the rankings after that ( as in for parts 1 and 2 ) were predominantly based on completion and submission of the writing requirements, distribution of the points earned during that period, team compositions, and whether your muse was debut ready.
as for the FD contestants, the only time they were aware of the full ranking list was during the finale and it was the last ranking ( the ranking closest to the right side ).
DISCLAIMER: not ALL future dreams follow this scoring system, but for this season this is how it went! next season could be a totally different one so do not expect it to be the same since at the end of the day, this is a roleplay and we wanted you to have some fun ( and possibly use any feedback that you’ve received as a plot suggestion to help with character development ). if you have any questions regarding the rankings, feel free to ask the main about it and we’ll do our best to answer it!
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lgcmedia · 2 years
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𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬
cute, sweet voice, and plays an instrument? what can't he do?? i'm already a stan 😍 dowoon-ah fighting!!
flop y'all should really get some taste and stan loona
this a lgc new band tease or 👀 but good job! hope he keeps improving and we see him in something soon~
you're a trainee now dowoon!? i miss your videos but will keep supporting you💕
two years in and you disrespect your seniors like this...good luck succeeding you're gonna need it!
▷ 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬
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lgcdowoon · 2 years
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into this cool world!
GIG OPPURTUNITY 017 : summer taste mv filming w. @lgcsomin​​
to say dowoon was nervous was an understatement. if he thought filming for the variety shows this last trimester was nerve-wracking, this was going to be impossible. surrounded by all of the crew and knowing their were real idols around him (that he would be working with!!) was just insane to him. this was a big opportunity for him and he wanted to impress. he was careful to be polite and friendly to everyone he had met so far, which had mostly been crew members. but they were nice! nicer than he thought they would be to someone so green to the industry.
while waiting for his turn to be filmed, a staff member gave him a camera and instructed him to film some behind the scenes content. first, since he was having a hard time finding any of the other performers, he attempted to film some solo content...then he realized how boring it would be to watch some random twenty year old talk about his outfit. so, he went hunting! with his camera on he walked around the sets, showing off to future viewers and even attempted some commentary in what he was now calling, Dowoon’s Celebrity Hunt (Working Title). maybe someone would find it funny...if they even aired it. maybe the staff member handed him the camera so he wouldn’t like someone lost a twelve-year-old in the middle of the set.
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luckily for him and whoever was stuck editing the behind footage, it didn’t take too long to find someone and he was elated to find who he did. “somin-ah—err sunbaenim!” he beamed with excitement at the sight of his friend, but professionalism was everything to him today. this was probably the most important shoot he had ever been on. with his little camera in hand up to her, smiling ear-to-ear. “it’s good to see you again.” schedules had stopped the two from seeing each other recently, which dowoon thought was pretty sad. she was someone he found pretty comforting. but, of course, he was cheering for her success in crystallis. “they told me to film like...behind the scenes” he explained, referring to the camera in his arms that he had trained back on himself. “i honestly have no idea what i’m doing,” he confessed. she surely had to be more experienced in this aspect.
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lgcparker · 10 months
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𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝟽 : 𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚗𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠
He had filmed a show with Type Zero back in China not too long ago, so being filmed was something he had become somewhat desensitized to, but that being said, as he sat in on the stool he had been ushered too, and caught the eye of staff he had not seen in some time, an overwhelming feeling of déjà vu began to swell in the back of his mind. While there were some changes, it had been almost exactly a year ago when he had sat in front of the camera and introduced himself as a hopeful trainee.He hadn’t won that season, though some could argue that he had— he had debuted— and and this point, he was the only one remaining from the two trainees who had joined Type Zero after that season. 
Hands placed firmly on his own knees, Parker bowed his head and addressed the camera and the staff energetically: “Hey everyone! My name is Parker Su and I’m the main vocalist of Type Zero. I’m glad to be back!”
“How have you grown since your last appearance on Future Dreams?” 
“Well, I certainly haven’t grown height-wise,” Parker joked easily, only letting the joke sit for a moment before he actually answered the question. “Honestly, I don’t think I can point out every way I’ve grown. It’s kind of like how you can’t tell if your hair has grown too long until one day you realize you can’t see.” In contrast to his joking manner only moments ago, Parker’s disposition remained calm and considerate as he truly attempted to give a reasonable reply. “I think I’ve grown quite a bit when it comes to dancing— I know that dancing and acting were two things that I was asked to improve on during season five.” There was a quiet moment and he averted his gaze down, hand reaching to touch the back of his own neck before he glanced up a bit slyly. “I hope my acting has gotten a bit better, but I really don’t know.” 
“What have you achieved up until now?”
“Achieved?” The young man brightened considerably, his smile large and broad, with a shadow of that bashfulness from before still lingering. “I mean, I managed to debut, and have my first comeback with Type Zero! Honestly, I think that’s a really amazing achievement; it’s been a dream. Ah— also we just finished debuting in China, and my family was from China at one point before they moved to America. That was also a really proud sort of milestone, I guess.” Parker’s smile never wavered, and in fact, he seemed to have moved somewhat forward off his seat as he spoke, as if his body couldn’t contain his own enthusiasm. “I have and continue to be able to do this awesome stuff because well— “ he paused and gestured forward to the camera lens to address the viewers more directly, “ because the fans watching, and the company. I don’t think I could thank anyone— everyone— enough.” With that he bowed deeply, truly meaning his words.
“What were your motivations in joining?” 
There was a moment when Parker paused, truly paused, his real response on his tongue but there was some of it that seemed wrong and unfair to bring up. He didn’t know if he was allowed to mention Nathan or Dowoon, and their departure, and if he were honest he didn’t want people to think he was using their names for clout. Especially Nathan. Parker wasn’t stupid enough to think there weren’t a subset of the younger man’s fans who would twist his intent, but if Parker were honest, part of why he agreed to participate was to help and keep his group afloat. It seemed like the very least he could do… All things considered. “Isn’t that obvious?” He grinned and extended his arms wide to the room. “I missed you!” Once his laugh subsided, Parker did his best to remain in good spirits for the audience and she tipped his head to one side and spoke through his smile. “Of course I would love the opportunity to have a solo debut, but I really wanted to challenge myself further.” 
“What do you want to achieve during this season?”
“Like I mentioned, I really would love to have a solo debut. Singing is almost like a personality trait for me! Music and expressing emotions through music is everything I wanted. That said, I also realize that while I might not be the youngest contestant, I am definitely the most junior person this season.” The laugher from before has melted once more and what remained was a more genuine, and calm Parker. The same Parker who listened to his vocal coaches and dance teachers corrections without fighting their critiques and suggestions. “Some of the people for this season are really great singers, dancers, and rappers, and I want to be better. Not necessarily better than them, but better than the me doing this interview right now. I have a lot to improve, so I really want to achieve that.” With a nod, Parker takes a small breath through his nose and seems to come back to the playful boy from before. “I also wouldn’t mind bringing back my Miss Independent performance— is Haemi-sunbaenim going to be judging this season?” 
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In addition to the D69, there's also the:
All Male D89
Yeonjun (TXT)
Soobin (TXT)
Beomgyu  (TXT)
RM (BTS)
Jin (BTS)
Suga (BTS)
J-Hope (BTS)
Jimin (BTS)
V (BTS)
Jungkook (BTS)
S.coups (Seventeen)
Wonwoo (Seventeen) 
Mingyu (Seventeen)
Vernon (Seventeen)
Woozi (Seventeen)
Jeonghan (Seventeen)
Joshua (Seventeen)
DK (Seventeen)
Seungkwan (Seventeen)
Hoshi (Seventeen)
Jun (Seventeen)
The8 (Seventeen)
Dino (Seventeen)
Taeyong (NCT)
Taeil (NCT)
Johnny (NCT)
Yuta (NCT)
Kun (NCT)
Doyoung (NCT)
Ten (NCT)
Jaehyun (NCT)
WinWin (NCT)
Jungwoo (NCT)
Lucas (NCT)
Mark (NCT)
Xiaojun (NCT)
Hendery (NCT)
Renjun (NCT)
Jeno (NCT)
Haechan (NCT)
Jaemin (NCT)
YangYang (NCT)
Shotaro (NCT)
Sungchan (NCT)
Sungjin (DAY6)
Young K (DAY6)
Wonpil (DAY6)
Dowoon (DAY6)
Suho (EXO)
Xiumin (EXO)
Baekhyun (EXO)
Chen (EXO)
Chanyeol (EXO)
D.O. (EXO)
Kai (EXO)
Sehun (EXO)
Lay (EXO)
Onew (SHINee)
Key (SHINee)
Minho (SHINee)
Taemin (SHINee)
Jonghyun (SHINee)
Eunkwang (BTOB)
Minhyuk (BTOB)
Changsub (BTOB)
Hyunsik (BTOB)
Peniel (BTOB)
Sungjae (BTOB)
G-Dragon (Big Bang)
T.O.P (Big Bang)
Taeyang (Big Bang)
Daesung (Big Bang)
Hongjoong (ATEEZ)
Seonghwa (ATEEZ)
Yunho (ATEEZ)
Yeosang (ATEEZ)
San (ATEEZ)
Mingi (ATEEZ)
Wooyoung (ATEEZ)
Jongho (ATEEZ)
Shownu (Monsta X)
Minhyuk (Monsta X)
Kihyun (Monsta X)
Hyungwon (Monsta X)
Joohoney (Monsta X)
I.M. (Monsta X)
J.Seph (KARD)
BM (KARD)
Dawn
and the
All Female D50
Jihyo (TWICE)
Nayeon (TWICE)
Jeongyeon (TWICE)
Momo (TWICE)
Sana (TWICE)
Mina (TWICE)
Dahyun (TWICE)
Chaeyoung (TWICE)
Tzuyu (TWICE)
Sowon (GFriend)
Yerin (GFriend)
Yuju (GFriend)
Eunha (GFriend / VIVIZ)
SinB (GFriend / VIVIZ)
Umji (GFriend / VIVIZ)
Solji (EXID)
LE (EXID)
Hani (EXID)
Hyelin (EXID)
Jeonghwa (EXID)
Taeyeon (SNSD)
Sunny (SNSD)
Tiffany (SNSD)
Hyoyeon (SNSD)
Yuri (SNSD)
Sooyoung (SNSD)
Yoona (SNSD)
Seohyun (SNSD)
CL (2NE1)
Dara (2NE1)
Park Bom (2NE1)
Minzy (2NE1)
Solar (Mamamoo)
Moonbyul (Mamamoo)
Wheein (Mamamoo)
Hwasa (Mamamoo)
Irene (Red Velvet)
Seulgi (Red Velvet)
Joy (Red Velvet)
Yeri (Red Velvet)
Yeji (ITZY)
Lia (ITZY)
Ryujin (ITZY)
Chaeryeong (ITZY)
Somin (KARD)
Jiwoo (KARD)
Jessi
Sunmi
Chungha
Hyuna
AH YES THE IDOL LISTS!
A very fun way to create cross-ships, friendships and new AUs 😈
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