#rkjongup

[rksunyoung]

▪▪▪ { ❛ leave out no detail, savour every part —

sunyoung wasn't expecting to be as interested as she was in this lyric writing workshop as much as she was currently.  writing lyrics was more than just a couple of rhyming words, metaphors, and showing off your vocabulary on a piece of paper -- people used lyrics as an outlet, a way to tell their stories, experiences, dreams; it was, essentially, a small portion of one's inner most thoughts if they so chose to take it that way. and once the people involved in the workshop split into groups after hours deliberation of what to showcase as their lyrics, she realizes that not everyone has the same appreciation for the class as she did. ( sunyoung is so tempted to scowl at the guy who thought it was okay to write a 'rap' purely about butts and what to do with them, but finds it hard to keep a straight face after he passionately spits pun after pun on the subject. ) there are some in the small group whom she doesn't really care for all that much -- they were good, but nothing exactly special. but there was one who seemed to kick start her interest again as soon as he recites his first line. it's hard to explain what exactly she likes about his lyrics, but even before she has time to fancy the idea to tell the boy that she likes his song he's cut off, the instructor telling everyone to go to the next person. a sigh escapes through her lips softly as her expression feigns interest in what the next person in there group is saying.

eventually the workshop ends with about ten minutes to spare, sunyoung thinks as her fingers work to push messy brunette and blonde tresses into a ponytail. tired eyes peer around the room to see that some have begun to trail out of the room in order to go do other things around the resort before curfew, and others are just lounging about the room, mindlessly chit-chatting with one another. it's then that she spots jongup, ( that's his name, right? ) the boy with the interesting lyrics that ended way too soon; and before she knows it her feet are leading her in his direction in hopes that maybe, just maybe, he could finish telling his song to her somehow. "jong...up?" sunyoung starts, easing her was up to the boy cautiously, just in case that wasn't his name, "yo, i uh... i really liked your song back there -- personally, i thought it was the best one in the group!" her features are bright as her lips curl into a grin, hoping that it will add on to the sincerity of her words. manicured fingernails are digging into the soft cotton of the edge of her shirt, playing with the hem as she continued, "i was wondering... could i listen all of the lyrics -- like the full song, maybe? i mean, it's cool if you don't want to share it, i understand, but i just thought it was really cool and stuff so i hoped i could listen to it in full..."

[rkhailey-blog]

turn up the music // hailey & jongup

Annyeong, Jongup-ah! { / She bowed slightly seeing her dance teacher for today. Hailey nervously put a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling widely. She was wearing comfortable clothes right now, but carried a bag with fancier ones to change into later. After all, as her parents always said, you never know when someone will be watching you on the streets.} Oh, I'm really happy you're going to teach me! I'd be lost without it, my dancing skills aren't that great, eotteoke... { / Hailey was talking to him, but she was also talking to herself too.} I will give my best! { / She smiled and showed a peace sign. Then Hailey looked around and shifted from foot to foot, unsure of what to do next.} Now, how do we begin?

[exrkjimin]

❝ dance, dance.

( ` a concentrated frown makes itself present upon his lips, fingers idly tapping against his thighs as he sits off in a corner, alone and blanketed in silence; his expression a portrait of boredom, even amidst the festivities taking place around him. truly, he is a stark contrast from the world surrounding him, the air filled with excited chatter and glee, each fellow dance goer more thrilled than the last to celebrate the holidays and to mingle with the remaining guests. all quite unlike he, himself, who held nothing bar from distaste for christmas and who cared little for the nameless strangers packed tightly within the gym in which he had found himself. ) ... ( ` alone he had come here, a means of escaping his home, the prison in which he had found himself living, and in the absence of close company he felt direly at a loss for what to do with himself. eventually, however, he decides, finally, to tear himself from off of the chair beneath him, feet being granted permission to carry him aimlessly about the gymnasium, when hues stumble upon an object, a game, of interest -- ddr. it had been nearly a year since he'd played last and now seemed as good a time as any to test out his skills again. approaching the system before him, he catches sight of another male, a youthfulness akin to his own being held within the lines of his face, lurking nearby. he certainly could use someone to play against ---- though the words that slip forth from passed his lips carry with them a subdued hesitancy even so. ) uhh -- hey, would you be down to, i don't know... play a couple games? or something?

[rkminjun-blog]

privacy.

[` he stalks the edges of the rooftop and clears almost half of it before he finds what he’s looking for: a haven, away from the hectic sea of people and their shouts that crash against him until he’s whittled down into someone less energetic than he’d hoped. at that point, with a half stranger’s smokes in his right pocket, a shitty lighter in his left, and a sudden need for a smoke he’s never had, he settles in the tranquil spot behind a row of fake plants with only the glimmering lights of the city as a witness. a few foreign steps, though, is enough to pierce the solace and leave minjun feeling almost winded. with knitted eyebrows he watches a figure approach. somewhere in the back of his mind, a memory is triggered and he realizes he’s seen him before. his own eyes linger over his only for a second before they travel down to his arm and all importance of who he is shoved away by the possibility of an adventure. he lets the lighter rest against his thigh. his back straightens in a ruse to look older as he finally speaks. ] It’s a little dangerous if you drink that all yourself, no?

[rkxeun-blog]

• clothing mishaps ; naeun & jongup

walking along the streets of hongdae, naeun was out to do some errands. her fridge was soon growing empty as the days passed and she would grow to crave more of food that she couldn't have, because they weren't present in her pantry. it was the sign she needed in order for her to go forth and make her way out to the nearest grocery store. technically, it wasn't too close to her apartment. it was about four blocks away, which was a bit of a walk for her, but she didn't mind it. it was the right amount of exercise that she needed, besides--she happened to love walking around. she could only hope that no one was around to judge her and her choice of clothing for the day. with a random oversized shirt on and a pair of legs, she was definitely categorized into one of those people who were in for a lazy day. as a person constantly worried with her fashion choices, she could only pray that no one else would make her feel like she made a bad outfit today. it wouldn't exactly be the best thing for a daughter of fashionable parents.

[rkmyung-blog]

Binge || Myungsoo & Jongup

I'm hungry. { /is the very first thing that Myungsoo says after thirty minutes of driving to the party venue and arriving at the rooftop, his eyes easily spotting the catering table, stalls and kiosks that occupied one side of the area. it's not like he skipped meals for that day just so he can feast out on the party, really; it's just that the sight of burgers merely twenty steps ahead of him resurrects the hunger that wasn't even there ten seconds before he entered the rooftop. he doesn't need to wait for Jongup's acknowledgment anymore (because he swears he heard the elder's stomach grumbling when they were inside the elevator earlier), and makes his way to the kiosk where his first meal of the night is waiting. }

[rkxangel]

step by me / lje & mju

              ( * -- tired, getting off school and heading off to dance practice asap was crucial—she’s thankful to have dance lessons personally from jongup considering how busy he was, it wasn’t in her nature to slack-off but it might have been a bad day to just.. go-all-in and not declare a break since the environment at school wasn’t exactly so kind to her, plus her heavy schedule was already taking a toll anyways; her breath was rapid and out of ease, thank god—she’s done, that was enough practice [decently two hours.. worth at the very least] to call it a “day”. she leans in closer to give him a gentle tap on the shoulder, heaving a relived sigh. ) 

              ya—!! because of you i might end up in the hospital, 阿呆 [idiot]. you owe me food, i worked my butt off and you should treat me out—you know? you’re a horrible big brother since you always make me hungry after training. (* -- that or she never really managed the proper time to eat meals at the right time and went to her last resort: taking small snacks in between her breaks and whenever she had the time. but she’d never tell him because, he’d probably have a panic attack and so, she assumed that. she really didn’t wanna burden anyone. she pulls herself together to stand up to grab the water bottle that was at the corner, opening it and drinking the rest before nagging at the male again!! ) 

              pick up your butt, このやろ [you shit]. stop wasting my time, i don’t wanna deal with your laziness—oppa. ( * then, she walks to the door and opens it; rolling her eyes. ) 

              hurry up, please, i just might bat my eyelashes at you and actually be nice for once. no, don’t get your hopes up for anything.

[rkjongin-blog]

❝ horizontal dance (au) __ jong²

“you have ten minutes before they call you out onstage for the performance, Jongin.”, a girl wearing a fur brown hat said and the blonde just stared in disbelief because he was sure he said people should only call him Kai, never Jongin. Jongin was for friends, something that that unknown staff clearly wasn’t and he sighed, rolling his eyes while opening a water bottle, drinking all the contents in one long gulp before discarding it in a trashcan. The dressing room had been empty and for a moment he was feeling rather happy for that because at least there he didn’t have to put up with his assigned partner for that stupid performance in front of the cameras. Anything actually would be better than have to go up onstage and smile and behave as if he were friends with the other male, while fangirls were taking pictures and complaining about how the media made them look like enemies. The mere thought of acting up like that made his blood boil and his eyes darken. “Oh, look who’s here, waiting for me.” he heard the sneer in the voice breaking out the oh-so welcomed silence and Jongin rolled his eyes again; he definitely would like it better if it was the girl in the fur hat standing right there by the door instead of Moon Jongup.

[rktiffxny]

♫

— heaven by ailee      * future au!

where you are, i will be there toowhere you go, i will go there too 

daehyun is the only one who understands. he’s the only one who actually knows that, for once, this song about heaven is not for her mother. 

it’s for him. it’s for moon jongup. 

it’s for a love like no other because, according to daehyun, “love is like fingerprints, never two the same.” 

i smile for you every day,i pray for youwith thoughts of you, i fall asleep,i open my eyes as i call for youyou protect me by my sideand you embrace meyou are my heaven 

if anyone understands what loss feels like, it’s now the two of them and it’s different. love is different, he taught her that and she’s never forgotten it even from a late night phone call. 

he handles grief better than she does, she knew he could but it isn’t any less a tragedy. it isn’t any less devastating to know that the person who showed daehyun in this harsh world is gone and even if she didn’t know jongup well, daehyun’s judgment hasn’t failed her before.  

if we’re togetherwe will never cry never never cry 

there’s a fleeting second when their eyes meet and someone asks her, “how do you think your mother would feel knowing she continues to be your inspiration?” and it’s such an odd question. such an odd notion because, to her, her mother was someone who carried happiness on her pocket and sunshine on her shoulder so isn’t the answer naturally that her mother — and jongup — would be happy? so her gaze doesn’t falter or stray as she answers. “it’s in the song. ‘i smile for you every day’ of course she’s my inspiration, she’s with me everyday.“ 

and when she looks at daehyun, she knows jongup is with him too.

forever, together — never gonna be alone

[rkxeve]

keyboard vs piano \ jinri&jongup

after the day of exploration and adventure, jinri had come back to the resort and gotten a good night's sleep, but she was still a little tired when she walked into the instrument lessons after the morning's photo shoot. maybe that was part of the reason why she chose to learn the keyboard instead of one of the other instruments, so that she wouldn't have to pay as much attention in the morning lessons. and it turns out that it was a good thing she made that choice, for she could hardly pay attention for more than five minutes at a time through the entire morning lesson. however, she did manage to get the gist of it and figure out how keyboard is different from piano.

after eating lunch, she perked up significantly, and now that she's able to practice on her own, she's much more energetic about it all as she plays through the short and rather simple piece once again. looking around once she's done, she sees a boy nearby who seems to be struggling, so she leaves her own keyboard and moves over to him, tapping him on the shoulder.

"hey, uh...not to be rude or anything, but do you want some help? you seem to be having some trouble," she offers nervously, but not impolitely.

[rkahnso]

relationship expires like; leaves a bitter aftertaste (pt 2)

[ part one here ]

there had been a tense silence for weeks. their members had commented more than once that the tension was so thick that it was nearly suffocating. they were in the same company. though they weren’t always together (comebacks thankfully kept them apart a lot), the times that they were in the same room was not a happy time. no one knew what happened between them. surely, they were always arguing but it was nothing like this. nothing this bad.

on either end, there hadn’t been a move made. but sohee couldn’t help but gag every time daehyun found an excuse to help poor trainee jongup. she averted her gaze, glaring off instead. it only pissed her off further that she was the only one who seemed visibly upset. but how could he be? he got his little piece of ass in the end.

sohee had managed to move out of the apartment within the month. to return everything to her dorms. it was hard to discern his shirts from her clothing. surely she had integrated an abundance of his wardrobe into his own. and she tried not to think of how the surfaces of what used to be their apartment was now made into his and jongup’s. the cheater and his side hoe. it was a much more pleasant way of thinking about things. that way, she couldn’t be as angry.

no move had been made about either of them. eventually, it seemed as if the issue was starting to die down. but both the groups were bumped together for a variety spot and jongup, a new addition to daehyun’s group, was eager to be next to his hyung and show off their close relationship. yet she was the only one to know the reason behind their supposed randomly affectionate touches. 

(lord knows jongup just had grown used to being in daehyun’s lap)

everyone was eating it up like glorious fan service and sohee was the only one unfazed. no one questioned it but she knew fans were gonna ask why. for the most part sohee was vocal with everyone else from the company featured. besides those two. the atmosphere was somewhat content as long as they ignored each other. but it wasn’t until daehyun was asked about his predebut relationship with sohee and her group members (they had many photos together) that things had gone to utter and complete shit.

“she’s distant,” he remarked. “shy and more reserved in personality that it’s almost a bit standoffish. it’s hard being friends with her.”

the studio was quiet.

sohee, who was possibly the brightest personality in the room, who took initiative to introduce herself first in social situations, who considered everyone’s well being before her own. sohee, who was also remarked as being the hidden leader of her group despite being the maknae. and there was a sunbae of royal saying that she was anything but off screen. with many other members in the company to witness.

her leader came to her rescue, adding that sohee and daehyun had such different personalities that they clashed a lot. they often got into arguments even over little things. which didn’t look good on sohee’s part anyhow. and she could only look up at the camera helplessly as her innocent, fun-loving image took a hardened blow.

and daehyun couldn’t be more smug about it. though he did a good job of hiding it until the cameras were off.

the articles came pouring in the minute the minute the episode aired. speculation that sohee was probably a rude person off screen to actually spark fights with innocent and caring daehyun. he was a senior. he held more power and was the fan favourite. and with that one comment he single handedly started to destroy her image.

she’s not an innocent maknae like we all think. she must be such a rude person off screen.

damage control was the name of the game. though yes, daehyun got a stern talking to for even saying anything negative about sohee – especially when it wasn’t true. their “petty fight” was going too far and was hurting the image. and though he released a statement that it must have been perceived the wrong way by viewers, many weren’t convinced. sohee was stuck in the midst of this. she wasn’t left much choice. for her to release a statement about how daehyun wasn’t all that pleasant to be around would only make it seem like she was reaching for stable ground. there was only one last thing to do.

“jisub sajang-nim i really need to talk to you.”

what she initially wanted to be a brief conversation turned into a three hour venting session. sohee had walked in with a full set of makeup but walked out with a bare face and red eyes swollen from tears. daehyun was called in just as she left and she mustered up the energy to toss him a smirk.

jongup was being let go of the company.

daehyun wasn’t allowed to contact him.

though the entire thing hardly seemed fair to him, seeing as jisub himself had come out as homosexual. “you understand what this is like, right?” he tried to claw for a reason for jongup to stay with him in his group. as long as he could still see him. jisub couldn’t offer a sympathetic shoulder. not this time.

“it’s on thing for a ceo to be put under spotlight for it. but it’s another for an idol to be problematic over sexual orientation. it’s best for jongup to take a break from the company entirely.”

the relationship was an expense the company couldn’t afford. not after daehyun harming sohee’s image. and she knew that as well as he did. when they saw each other in the empty practise room, their members having left to eat, he could only pass on a few words in her direction.

“i hope you’re happy.”

she wasn’t happy. hardly. she was still someone who was cheated on. someone whose heart was broken by someone she used to love and trust. so no, she wasn’t happy.

but at least she wasn’t the bitter one any longer.

[rkjxy]

♫

like i can ; sam smith 

"they’ll never love you like i can" 

if looks could kill, what was once moon jongup would be ashes by now. 

rolling her eyes at the sight of him with another person, she’s deferred all the accusations her friends have been giving her. she’s not bitter. why would she be when he opted to choose her over something else? when he let go of the magnificence that is her. she’s confident enough into saying that it is his loss and not hers. it’s not as though whatever they had lasted anyway — it went on for four months. and throughout the time, it wasn’t even clear to her what label they had.

but as she watched him interact with a bunch of his admirers, she can’t help but wonder just how higher her affection is for him as compared to the other girls. he was an idol and he kept her under the limelight. claiming that he’s trying to protect her from all his fangirls but joy knew better — he was keeping her because he’s afraid her revelation to the public might create a taint in his high profile career. so when he called things off, she wasn’t too surprised. and now as she watches him with his lucky fans who got backstage passes, she turned her back with the lingering thought that whatever they’re giving will never put up to par with what she gave him. although they’re all just the same to him anyway. 

[rkxkiseop-blog]

♫

U-KISS: The Words That Hurt Me

How can loveHow can love change like thisI die trying to say it again and againI say it again but you don’t listenOur memories come back to meThe tears come up as I think of youClenching my fists I tried to forget youHow long did I last again until I looked for you

He was losing his mind, every day the memories came back to haunt him and every night all his dreams were filled with Jongup. He would wake up in the middle of the night with tears streaming down his cheeks and choked sobs escaping as he would hug the covers closer to himself, wishing that the other male was the one he was pulling to his body.

Kiseop tried hard to forget Jongup, tried to dance even more, and spend time with others, desperately trying to build new memories to bury the ones that he longed for to return. It seemed like forever, and the memories wouldn't fade, so he made the choice to search.

He knew where he should be able to find Jongup, and so he began to change his daily patterns in an attempt to find the male who ran through his mind at all times of the day, waking and sleeping. When he finally saw Jongup though, he froze, tears coming to his eyes as he gazed longingly at the other.

"J-Jongup..." He whispered, unable to close the distance, and unable to look away. He knew if he either didn't move away or approach, it would not be long before the other would see him, and he was terrified of what that might bring, though he was also excited.

[rkalex]

watch your step. jia&jongup

[` with her long hair released from its tie, jacket off and shoes switched to ones more comfortable, the only quality identifying jia as a student is the backpack hanging of her shoulder. here is one of the rare places she feels comfortable, although unlike the clubs where she's in control of the music pumping, she is a mere observer. it's a popular spot for many students her age, and many of them are her age though she talks with none. jia is much too involved in the music and impressive dancing of the dance crews that come out and strut their stuff. it's when someone familiar steps on stage that jia moves to the front, cheering along with the others]

[` his name is moon jongup; a dancer and fellow dj who jia met a short while ago. jia doesn't generally like people but jongup is pretty rad, plus his dance moves are kick-ass. the fact that he is brave enough to get on stage and willingly dance for a crowd of randoms (excluding the nutty fangirls who over-cheer jia's encouragement) is also admirable, in jia's opinion. when the performance she meets his gaze and sends him a thumbs up, expecting him to go wherever he usually goes. however, that isn't the case this time as he makes his way towards her]