rkhayoung

[rkhayoung]

[' nods in agreement ] as much as i complain about them, they really make my job so worthwhile [' clicks her fingers ] yes! just the other day, one of the new girls from my class did her first successful backflip. i had to hold on to her, but she hadn't done any kind of gymnastics before. she was going to cry from happiness. i was choking up a bit too [' laughs, relating so much to how that student felt and takes a moment to be silent as she appreciates her life. soon looks up at eunji, noticing the expression on her face. ] oh -- i -- i didn't realise you didn't want to -- [' stutters as she quickly reels her words back, reaching out to the other ] they'll come around eventually. they love you, after all. [' smiles ] 

coffee shop, hayoung & eunji.

[`/ laughs] That’s a lie and you know it. [`/ smiles at her] You love them just as much as I used to, right? Seeing the joy on their faces as they get a dance move that they wanted to learn for a long time down and being able to do it perfectly — I guess that’s why there are people who love to teach. [`/ shakes her head, never having understood when parents used to ask her to be ‘more strict’ or ‘harder on the kids’ when she just wanted to see them have fun while doing something that they loved // sighs, playing with the edge of the coffee mug with her fingers] Nope, not since I left. [`/ stares hard at her coffee, willing herself to not cry] 

[rkhayoung]

[' an unfamiliar shiver runs down her spine as she feels his lips on her ear, the breath of his voice something she was more than familiar with. her heart is just about ready to jump out of her heart but her mind is willing her to not succumb so quickly. there was a reason why oh hayoung wasn't considered easy -- even with these games, even with everything that hyuk is she knows that they have an unspoken respect for each other. and she briefly wonders if she could use that against him ] hyuk-ah [' her voice is forced into a tone of what she hopes he takes as lust, shuffling sideways so that her pants brush against his but still keeps the touch there ] why think less when you could see more [' she pauses, looking up slowly as she licks her lips ] if you know what i mean. 

`gone too long ⧐ hyuk & hayoung

{` she was so cute, she really was. he couldn’t wipe the smile off of his face as she so desperately tried to match his moves with her own, as if trying to corner the king on the chessboard, but he invented this game, he knew his moves by heart and they always granted him victory. he felt goosebumps rise across his flesh as her fingertips found his skin and they only grew in number as those same fingers dipped beneath the waist band of his boxer briefs. he chewed his bottom lip, a low chuckle resonating from deep within his chest. he stepped even closer, pressing himself more fully against her hand} Are you really that comfortable? {` he asked her, his voice husky and low, a rough whisper against her ear. his own fingers were playing with the edge of her pants now, eager to show her just how the game was really played. he smirked before allowing his lips to graze her earlobe} hayoung-ah, just give up, it’s okay. oppa won’t think any less of you {` he told her. these games seemed to define them and they were fun, but he didn’t want to cross a line. he, of course, had no problem with that, but he respected hayoung too much to do something that hayoung might be uncomfortable with later on}

[rkhayoung]

old school, hayoung & mark

a part of hayoung is willing the floor to eat her whole while a much larger part can't control the thump of her heart. to say that she had crush on mark would be an understatement -- just about everyone with ears knew. but that didn't change how nervous she was that they'd be sharing a class. or that she'd be spending every wednesday and friday afternoon with him for the next four weeks.

why did she agree to this joint performance?

she'll never know. but she can still hear ilhoon laughing somewhere in the background at her so-called 'misfortune', ridiculing her for how she acts around him. it's not her fault that he's cute and flirty. if anything it's his fault for being so damn cute. or something like that. ilhoon warns her one more time not to embarrass herself ("remember when you offered him your arm?") and she hits him just to shut him up.

she gathers her beginners class before shuffling them down the hall to his studio. she sucks in another anxious breath of hair before knocking on the door. one of the older boys standing next to her sniggers, even he knows.

great.

just great.

[rkhayoung]

platinum, hayoung & taehyung

admittedly, hayoung has always been curious with how hairdye works. as a sixteen year old who has only ever dyed her hair once, she doesn't really know the specifics of the act. simply that they add some kind of paste -- is it even a paste? she has no idea -- to her hair and after an hour it's a different colour. she finds it fascinating that you can go any colour that you want just by simply picking up a box from the chemist. 

so when taehyung asked her (or rather took her up on her offer because she hadn't begged, of course not) she was surprised. one, because he trusted her enough. and two, she gets to play hairdresser for a day. it was all very exciting, she explains to ilhoon when he just gives her a weird look. 

leaning against his kitchen counter, she reads over the given instructions. "do we need to do a strand test or does it even matter?" she asks, to no one in particular, having no idea where taehyung was in the apartment. 

[rkhayoung]

[rkhayoung]

[' almost too scared to catch the stare she knew she was getting, hayoung sucks in a silent breath, trying to figure out what to do next. she knew that if she looked up, she'd falter and the entire game would be over -- he would win again. but she wasn't going to let him win, not this time. so instead she coughs, smirking ] what do you think, hyuk oppa? [' there was a sickly sweet tone to her words, tossing her hair over one shoulder as she looked up at him, her other hand still rested on his lower torso, slipping closer and closer ] what if there was no finish line to begin with? [' she laughs, confident ] what if i want to create something else and you're only now figuring it out. hm? [' she feels the shivers down her spine as his fingers brush her cheek. forces herself not to blush as she, finally, slips her hand under his shirt and onto his bare skin. she traces her way to his back, only the tip of her fingers underneath the band of his underwear. ] i'm perfectly comfortable where i am. 

`gone too long ⧐ hyuk & hayoung

{` honestly, he was rather impressed with hayoung thus far. he had never expected her to come so far while sober. her hand was resting just above his belly button. he glanced down at himself and then back to the girl, raising a brow as if to say ‘annnnnd?’. he wondered how long she was going to be able to keep this up, because honestly, he didn’t mind how far they went at all, but he knew that she was going to back out first. he had this games’ victory in the bag before they had even started playing} hayoung-ah {` he sang in a husky voice, tilting his head to the side and grinning at her smugly} hayoung, you’re getting nervous, now, aren’t you? {` he whispered, moving his face closer to hers, pressing his firm form against her hand} you might think that you’re playing along with me, but i’ve already crossed the finish line. you’re just trying to catch up {` he whispered against her ear, his lips grazing her earlobe} if you want to quit, i’ll understand {` he chuckled} after all, you are the one who mentioned our boundaries. i think you’re feeling a bit uncomfortable toeing them the way we are. {` his fingers brushed against the apple of her cheek as he tucked her hair behind her ear}

[rkhayoung]

she grins up at him, eyes sparkling as she did. at first she'd ask him, as nice as she could, to add endings and figure out their poses as such but eventually he just took it upon himself -- assuming that she'd want him to do it anyway. she would always feel slightly guilty with pestering him so she liked that, after a long while, he just took the initiative. "you always have the better ideas when it comes to endings, anyway"

she picked up a box of chips, not really in the mood for chicken anymore and began to empty it. she'd always been a sort of carbs-loving kind of girl, explaining that she needed the energy for dance when really she just liked the saltiness of it all. leaning forward in a laugh, she reached over to hit his knee. "he's really not all that bad you know! give him a chance" she frowns, as she begun to sing baby, knowing full well that it would piss ilhoon off. she was half way through the chorus when he mentioned a certain dance and she clapped excitedly, knowing exactly what he was talking about. "oh, oh, oh! the one that eunji unnie did the other day?" it took her a moment but she soon realised that they clicked ideas even if he gave the most vaguest description she had ever heard. "that one dance that one girl did to that one song?" she rolled her eyes, repeating what she always says to ilhoon: "can i get an exchange or refund on you?"

it had become her motto, even if she never actually meant it.

when she had finished her container of chips, she reached to grab a bottle of water, draining it in a long gulp. all the while nodding along to his idea. "hey, that's not that bad of an idea, actually. we could get noticed that way, too. oh! and we should put up the monster cover!" her smile was wide, her mind already racing with the possible opportunities, "i have my laptop in my bag. we could do it now?" 

( ... )

"there’s a lot of little tweaks i would add in, but!" he grinned at her, leaning forward. "what do you think about starting a youtube channel for our collab dances and stuff? it’d be easier than having the videos on our phones all the time, you know? i think half the memory on my phone is just our dance videos."

[rkhayoung]

you? too nice? [' laughs a little, head shaking ] i kind of get that. but i don't know how you can stay nice with those little gremlins. [' smiles ] they're the best though, i have to say. [' claps her hands together, nodding in agreement ] yes! see, you get it. i don't know why parents get mad at wanting to dance or other teachers get mad at their students, it's better than them running off and being a thug. sad world we live in [' sighs, sipping from her coffee again ] that's true. you haven't spoken to them, hey? 

coffee shop, hayoung & eunji.

I was always told I was too nice to my younger students when I used to teach. [`/ sighs wistfully, missing when she used to teach students back at her old dance studio] But why should we be mean to them, right? We’re fueling their passion for dancing! I think it would be horrible if some kid had a bad dance instructor who yelled at them and then they wanted to give it up. [`/ frowns a bit] I guess … if you think about it that way. [`/ shrugs] I do, but I don’t? I could never do what I’m doing right now if I hadn’t left, you know?

[rkhayoung]

The adrenaline of pure dancing was coursing through her brain when she finished with a laugh, "I haven't really fixed the ending yet. Was hoping you could help me out, actually" She explained, as she walked over to him. She couldn't wait to ask him about what he thought, what she should fix, what he could add. But that'd have to wait til later as her stomach grumbled loudly. The smell of the chicken wafted towards her as she slumped to the ground.

"So what do you think?" She asked, picking up another chip and putting it into her mouth. Hayoung had never been private about her dancing, her singing maybe, but she never hid her passion. What she did struggle with was accepting criticisms, living the teenaged stereotype that she knew more than anyone else. Which was a lie. She maybe have more than ten years of experience to her but she still had a long way to go. Which is why she always sought Ilhoon out for advice. He knew her better than anyone else. Her dance skills, her strengths, weaknesses, likes and dislikes. He knew what would annoy her the most and what she would want people to automatically enjoy.

Hell, she was sure he even noticed the little motions or faces she'd put here or there for 'comedic effect'. "I'm glad you like the song though. I almost did a Justin Bieber one but I knew you'd have my head for it" 

(...)

the bridge was always his favorite part and as the song got to there, ilhoon could help but grin and sort of move along as he was facing the same direction she was and just watching their reflections in the mirror across from them. “have i told you that i love this song?” he asked when hayoung stopped dancing, a bright smile on his face. 

[rkhayoung]

{'shitshitshit-- he was actually going to die... His wallet had his information and his debit card, he needed that shit and someone could've already been on the bus to busan by now and he'd be screwed for a while. He spotted someone standing near where he had been earlier and walked up to them} excuse me, have you seen a wallet around this size around here? {'he gestured the size with his hands and frantically looked around him}

[’ she held the wallet in her hand, having picked it up when she came to stand in the spot. she hadn’t seen anyone looking for one so she kept it, seeing as she wasn’t going to be leaving for at least another few minutes. she considered walking towards an office to drop it off when someone came up to her ] oh. [’ in his frantic search she momentarily forgot it was in her hands and when she looked down ] oh. this must be yours then! [’ offers it to him ] i think you might’ve dropped it when you walked off or something. 

[rkhayoung]

heyyoung instavid update: can i get an exchange or refund on him, pls? 

[rkhayoung]

( -- walks up to her in the hallway at school ) Hayoung-ah take this. ( -- shoves a TRC flier into her hands ) It's a schedule of our sunbaenims' album releases and events and stuff. The auditions schedule aren't there yet but I'll tell you when it comes out ...I know you don't have your eye on TRC but tryout anyway!

[’ narrows her eyes ] did all the ceos set you guys out to try and get me to audition or something. like. i know i’m awesome, but geez, try to be subtle guys [’ laughs, showing she wasn’t serious at all ] i’m kidding but thank you! i’ll look into it when i have time [’ grins ]

[rkhayoung]

[`/ sits down heavily in front of the other girl in the cafe, brushing off snowflakes from her scarf and subtly sliding one of the flyers under her fingers] I know you want to get into Royal, but here's some stuff about Nova for you. [`/ grins, hands moving up to pat at her cold cheeks] There's concert information and important dates and even contact things for you to call if you want to audition or something, I dunno. [`/ stands up again] Just take it, okay?

what? [’ takes the flyer, flushed at the sudden offer and nods while eunji continues to talk ] uh — but — oh. okay? thank you. i’ll look into it, i guess, but you know me. ilhoon and i are pretty set on royal [’ laughs ] 

[rkhayoung]

[' a little, or rather a lot, surprised that he hadn't taken her threat as seriously, she leans back to look at him. with her arms still slung comfortably around his neck, she leans into his chest in a laugh ] are you really not worried? i mean, i'm pretty thug. i have no limits. whether drunk or sober. you know that. what if i -- [' pauses for dramatic effect, voice dropping as she stands on her toes to whisper into his ear ] what if i decided to completely disregard our normally set out boudaries, hm? [' her hand slips below his jacket so that her palm lays directly over his heart, the thin fabric of his shirt the only thing stopping the skin-to-skin contact. her hand slowly makes its way down his torso, where it stops just above his belly button ] are you really not worried, hyuk? [' she dying to stop inside, not taking this situation at all seriously and has no plans to actually drop her hands into his pants. but she wasnt going to let him win so easily. she was oh hayoung after all ]

`gone too long ⧐ hyuk & hayoung

{` hyuk actually let out a shriek when hayoung came at him, mostly because he was so surprised that the girl could move so quickly. he tried to get away, but he ended up stumbling a bit. there was no way he was going to be able to escape her, she had the jump on him, quite literally. he laughed, trying to dodge her lips half-heartedly, pretending to struggle when really, he was enjoying every second of her pressing against him and peppering his face with kisses} - {` at her threat, he simply rolled his eyes} hayoung, please {` he said dramatically, doing his best to imitate those dramatic girls that everyone saw so often on television} why the hell would i tell you to stop when i have a pretty girl raining kisses down on my face? i’d have to be an idiot {` he told her quite plainly. he did take a moment to consider her face and maybe that wasn’t such a good thing, because she really was, quite truthfully, very pretty, and his brain was starting to feel fuzzy like it did on the nights when he drank too much and they hooked up.} - {` to cover his slight lapse in brain function, he craned his neck and playfully nipped the tip of her nose} I don’t concede. 

[rkhayoung]

why do you always have to be so -- [' pauses, trying to find the right word to describe him ] -- indifferent? yeah, i think that's the word. you could be, like, happy. or, stupid. whatever. [' peers over at him ] really? you don't miss it at all? [' nods ] i don't know, i've been thinking about doing the same. dropping out of school and all. but i know my parents would want me to at least finish. i'm not struggling too much balancing school and dance so i think i'm okay right now. [' shrugs before she laughs in obvious disbelief ] yeah. sure. joohyuk oppa without a girl? yeah. okay. whatever. 

yeah yeah, `/ snorts, though feeling a little proud for all the wrong reasons /; i couldn’t be any happier that i dropped out of school, ah - `/ cringes and sinks into his arms on the surface of the table /; life’s ‘ight. been juggling a few jobs here and there, and continuing with dance and all that jazz. `/ furrows brows /; i don’t have a girlfriend, ‘tch, what are you talkin’ about?

[rkhayoung]

[ text to : hayoungie ] DIDS YOU HEARNFS? [ text to : hayoungie ] NVERMIND I SAW UR TWEET FOR ME YOU ARE SO SWEET [ text to : hayoungie ] ASDJFASJAFLSDHFALSDHFASDJFDAFSDF

[ text ] do you come with subtitles? 

[ text ] whaT DID I SAY WHAT DID I TELL YOU DIDNT I TELL YOU YOU ARE THE BEST PERSON EVER IN THIS ENTIRE WORLD

[ text ] BOW DOWN TO QUEEN HAYI

[ text ] we should go celebrate. did someone say CUPCAKES? 

[ text : attachment ] a photo of her making a stupid face while holding a box full of cupcakes