kim seolhyun ✿ 18 ✿ ex-pageant queen ✿ fashion princess ✿ lead singer, lead dancer, and maknae of Parade ✿ senior at SOPA [[ closed rp account ]]
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A million thoughts ran through Seolhyun’s mind at once, typical for the girl who liked things to be fast paced at all times. She had a very strong desire to want to know who this girl was that she could inspire such beautiful music from the boy.
“You have a crush?” The answer surprised Seolhyun, saddened her in a way that she didn’t quite understand. “Do I know her? Who is she?? Is she pretty??” She knew that she shouldn’t be surprised - crushes were very normal things that everyone had. She herself was even susceptible to the heart pulling, flush inducing feelings. Jealousy was never something that Seolhyun felt. It was one of those negative feelings that the easygoing girl didn’t worry over often. But she felt a light shadow of the little green monster crawling up into the pit of her stomach, and she shook her head, trying to quell the feeling. “No I’m not going out with anyone. Well, not anymore.”
“A crush?” Seolhyun was tacked aback by his question, a light pink staining her cheeks as she found that she couldn’t bring herself to look at Minhyuk. Did she have a crush? She herself wasn't even sure. Breaking her tongue tied stupor, she changed the subject, bringing her eyes back to the boy. "But I like all kinds of cake! Chocolate and red velvet and strawberry! Just not carrot cake."
can't find the words || seolhyun + minhyuk
Minhyuk smiled, watching the other as she read over his lyrics. He was never one to shy away when people read or heard his songs, in fact, he felt proud. Proud that he could share the things he’s passionate about, with others.
A hint of red creeped upon his cheeks, as he heard her compliment his song. It was still left unfinished, and he wasn’t sure how to finish it, but still, she thought it was good. “Thanks… It’s still far from finished.”
Placing the page back down, Minhyuk took a glance at the page which peeked an interest from the other. A small smile grew on his features, and he thought back to the moment he began writing it. “This one… Yes, it’s about a girl. I do have a crush on someone, but that person didn’t inspire this song in particular. No, this one was written the year I joined Apollo, there was this one girl in my school, but that’s history…” Laughing, he placed the page back onto the floor in front of him. “Boys and cake huh? I could help you write songs like that…. Tell me, do you have a crush on someone? Are you going out with anyone? What’s your favourite kind of cake?”
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Seolhyun waved her hands in front of Junhong’s closed eyes, checking to make sure that they were really closed. If there was something she hated, it was when surprises were ruined. Why anyone would want to find out about a surprise before it was ready? It just disappointed everyone all around, and it was a factor of life that never made sense for the girl. That’s why she never peeked at her Christmas or birthday presents (well, not often anyways).
She looped her arm around his, leading the way to a bedroom in the penthouse. Seolhyun was beyond excited. Granted, she was naturally excitable, but this event made her even more so than usual, until she was practically jumping as she walked to the room. Family was so important to her, and having a home meant more than anyone could ever imagine, and she couldn’t even bear the thought of not having one to go back to whenever she needed it. People needed relationships and shelters like that in their lives, and that included Junhong.
“Okay open!” She said loudly, voice resonating in the apartment, empty except for the two of them. They stood in a large room with a bed and a couch next to a desk and a chair pushed into it. It was simple, but Seolhyun and her parents had purposely left it that way so that the boy could decorate it however he desired. “Your own room! We figured you were probably tired of sleeping on the couch all the time, and while you’re here, you might as well be comfortable! You have a closet and a bed and a desk and everything!”
second home || seolhyun & junhong
Sighing to himself, he takes his bags despite having left them with Seolhyun to carry, because he knows that no matter how hard he tries, she’s never going to do any physical labour. “This is why you’re so weak.” He comments as he follows her out with his luggage, opting to ignore her comment about his hair, because despite how it hasn’t been brushed yet, he knows it’ll look fine later once it’s had a chance to breathe and be out of a hat.
The car ride there wasn’t nearly as long as he had remembered it to be—his legs weren’t nearly as cramped in the back as they normally were after such a long trip. He has to carry his own bags once out of the car and into the elevator. More than once he’s had the thoughts cross his mind to press all of the elevator’s floor buttons just to get on Seolhyun’s nerves, but he has yet to actually give into that level of immaturity. Maybe on their next trip he’ll do it, but for now, he just wanted to get out of his small space and into the penthouse where he could just throw his bags down and kick off his shoes.
“Alright, alright.” He closes his eyes, and though the urge to peek through and see what the big deal is, he doesn’t, because he knows it’ll only upset Seolhyun. It hasn’t even clicked in yet as to why she wanted him to pack a little extra than usual, but perhaps that’s because everything just usually flies over Junhong’s head on a regular basis anyways. “What’s the big surprise you have for me anyways?” He’s beginning to grow a little suspicious at the way she’s been acting, but otherwise he hasn’t a clue as to what she has in store for him.
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Seolhyun beamed as she entered the dorm room, handing the chicken over to the older girl. And giving her a large warm hug. Seolhyun had first met Narae a few months after coming into the company, and she had immediately been taken with her compassion and her older sister qualities, not to mention her gorgeous face and voice that could melt the hearts of every man and woman and child who heard it. Needless to say, they had become close quite quickly, and Seolhyun was always happy to have the girl at her side.
"He's like a sweet sugar boy!! It's like I've gone crazy, sweet sweet!" She shouted the lyrics as she put her arms up, then put them on her hips, mimicking the choreography of the original group. Pulling the other girl's arm, she laughed as the song continued playing through the speakers that she had brought. "Come on unnie! Dance with me!" They were both in cute pajamas (in fact, Narae's were so cute that Seolhyun made a mental note to ask her where she had gotten them, but that would have to wait until after the song), perfectly matching the essence of the music video as they smiled brightly, bouncing along to the rhythm.
"Why would someone even look at Kang Dongwon or Kim Soohyun if Lee Minho is there?" She wondered aloud, not quite willing to believe that there was any man as attractive as the long legged actor. Seolhyun had met many famous people, both through her mother and through her own modeling jobs, but had never had the beautiful pleasure of meeting Lee Minho, a fact for which she was very sad. "Right unnie? Isn't he the cutest??"
sugar sugar || seolhyun + narae
He’s like a sweet sugar boy
It’s like I’ve gone crazy, sweet sweet.
Narae just couldn’t seem to get the song out of her head. It might have been the cutest music video she had ever seen, and the song was just the most perfect kind of bubblegum pop, with the catchiest chorus she had heard in a long time. No wonder it was on repeat both on her iPod and in her head. She was painfully aware of the fact that that she was far from the intended target group, but that didn’t stop her from walking around humming the lyrics nonstop. After all, who could blame her? Catchy songs are meant to be sung and this one was more so than the average.
Narae wasn’t sure if she should thank or curse Seolhyun for showing her the music video. On one hand, it was cute and catchy and fun to walk around singing. On the other hand, she had been singing the same lyrics over and over again for the past three days and she was suspecting that it might be starting to annoy the other girls living in the Medusa dorms. It was cute though, how excited Seolhyun was about the music video, the song and the lyrics (Narae knew few people who proclaimed their love for Lee Minho that loudly and that often). It had come naturally to ask the younger girl if she wanted to come over for a pyjama party Sugar Sugar style. After all, it is always more fun to sing and dance together with someone rather than alone, and she didn’t feel like pestering her poor group members more than necessary.
And so she walked towards the dorm door to let Seolhyun in, dressed in a checked pyjama shirt and pyjama pants covered in small elephants (why there never were any matching pyjamas in Narae’s wardrobe was a mystery she had yet to solve). Why again, why again, why again, oh oh oh. That was a good question. She was singing the song again, just like she had all morning. Narae made up her mind. She wasn’t going to thank Seolhyun for this. Maybe give her some cake and a hug, but definitely not thank her. She flung the door open. “Hello there!” she greeted the younger girl with a smile. “Oooh, you brought chicken? Come in, come in, come in!” she continued, without catching her breath, while taking a step to the side so that Seolhyun could enter the doorm.
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Seolhyun’s worried expression melted away as the elder spoke, lighting up like Rockefeller Center during Christmas when he mentioned cake. By now, Baekhyun knew her well enough to know all too clearly her particular weakness for the confection, for its airy layers and pretty whipped frosting, and the idea of having a tea party with stuffed animals excited her even more. Seolhyun might have been and eighteen year old girl, but at heart she swore she was still five, trying to make up for the five year old experiences she didn’t have when she was actually that age due to her budding modeling and pageant career. “Cake?? That sounds great! We can give them all names and little outfits and everything!” How many times had little preschool aged Seolhyun wanted to do this and just didn’t have the time? Too many to count. And although the idea of the older boy sitting with small stuffed animals having a tea party was amusing, there was no one else she would rather do it with.
“The aiming one looks fun!” She had watched movies and seen American television shows where people played such games, winning giant prizes and carrying home large stuffed animals, but had never gotten the chance to do it herself. “It can be like Despicable Me! Where Gru wins a huge fluffy unicorn for Agnes!” She scanned the vicinity of the amusement park, looking at all the games until one caught her eye. Hanging up right in the front was a huge unicorn just like the one in the movie. She pointed at it, bouncing up and down excitedly. “Baek oppa! Let’s go to that one!”
She looped her arm around his, sickness all but forgotten as she dragged him over to the game. Handing the operator a few bills, she sat down, patting the seat next to her. “If we both play, we’ll have double the chance!”
mr teddy and mrs bunny || sh & bh
Baekhyun takes the water bottle gratefully, drinking some long gulps of it to see if it would take some of the bad taste of what he has just thrown away. “Thanks.” He says when he’s done and it’s much more than just about the water bottle, but because she has taken some of her time to try to cheer Baekhyun up even when their debut is close by and she should be practicing or even studying for her exams. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Baekhyun vaguely remembers that he did help her out with Math once and he truly hopes she isn’t having much more problems with that subject. And the thing is that it isn’t the first time that she is the one trying to make him smile when he’s sad. He doesn’t really remember when he started to let her in, especially because she’s much younger than him and almost certainly has much more to worry about than just some bad mood from the older boy who helped her with her studies, but he’s glad he did, because Seolhyun is pretty good at it.
"Sounds good to me." The vocalist say, the color coming back to his face little by little. "Especially the part with no upside down turns." Baekhyun tries to joke while letting himself be pulled to whenever Seolhyun wants him to go, noticing just later how it could upset Seolhyun and he hopes that he really didn’t. "And maybe we can have a huge tea party with all our new stuffed friends? And have some cake too." The older boy suggests in a subtle way to treat the girl for what she’s doing for him, because he knows how Seolhyun loves cake — or food in general really — besides that’s what people do with stuffed animals in his mind, besides of course putting them to combat the bad monsters that come to your bed at night while you’re sleeping with their squishy-y powers.
"Which one are we going first?" Baekhyun asks while looking around, seeing too many stands that offer stuffed animals as prizes besides other much smaller toys and some objects that he has no idea about what they are. "We could go to an aiminng one first, I always saw those in movies and they seem pretty cool." He suggests and again just later realizing that there is more than just one stand with an aiming game. "—Or maybe we should just pick what kind of stuffed animal we want and play the games that has it?"
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“You’re my guest but you’re still the boy. Why would you make a girl carry your luggage?” Seolhyun rolled her eyes, ignoring the bag and walking down the steps of the dorm rooms to the front where the car was waiting. She’s never had to carry luggage before - she even had people do it for her through the airports when she traveled with her parents. In fact, the first time she ever had to transport her own bags was when she moved into the dorms at Apollo, and that was definitely a struggle with her huge suitcases filled with clothes. “And I know you didn’t brush your hair, don’t try to hide it with a snapback.”
The car ride to Seolhyun’s penthouse apartment was short, especially considering the usual driving time in Seoul. It was as if the traffic knew that something important was happening today, and wanted to get the two of them home straight away. She was practically bouncing in excitement the entire way there, chatting about practicing and debuts and anything that came to mind. They entered the apartment buildings and she pushed the elevator buttons to navigate to the very top floor - a process that was now familiar to Junhong as well as to Seolhyun.
The two may not always agree on everything. There were times when Seolhyun just didn’t understand Junhong, and times when Junhong just wanted Seolhyun to shut up. But even so, he had become a key feature of her weekends. Her parents were always out, and it got lonely in the huge apartment, and Seolhyun was always glad for a little company. Plus, underneath the messed up pink hair and the cocky attitude, there was a boy that she genuinely liked to be around. “Okay close your eyes!” Junhong was coming into this house a guest, but maybe after this weekend, things would change a little bit.
second home || seolhyun & junhong
Junhong let out a small groan upon hearing Seolhyun’s voice, because as much as he loved going to her parents’ house on his weekends and holidays, he hated having to wake up this early—and to hear her shouting at such an ungodly hour was enough to make him scream. “Give me a minute, I’m almost done!” And he would have been done packing if it wasn’t for her telling him that he needs to bring extra clothing this time around.
Sighing to himself, he decides not to ask about it until later, because he knows that no matter how much he asks, he isn’t actually going to get an answer anyways. Seolhyun was a pain in the ass like that, but he couldn’t complain much—she helped turn his shit life into something a little more. He hasn’t gone back home for the holidays in years and he doesn’t think that he’s ever going to return. He only ever actually returns to that living hell when he actually needs something that he’s left behind, but he never stays long. Or at least, he never plans to, but depending if his father’s home or not, Junhong’s plans often go right out the window.
Packing the last of his things, he makes sure that he has everything—his wallet, keys, underwear—before finally emerging from his room. Messy, pink hair was hidden under a snapback, because he knows how she feels about him not brushing his hair, but he simply didn’t feel the need to brush it after his shower this morning, and left it to air dry, his hair now matted. “Alright, alright, I’m here.” He scoffs as he tosses his bag on the ground in front of her. “Go on, I’m technically your guest, which therefore means I shouldn’t have to carry my own luggage.” It wasn’t exactly how one was supposed to talk to a girl, but Seolhyun and Junhong had a special relationship where Junhong figured all formalities were out the window.
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She sat down at the spot that he patted, crossing her legs in her usual outfit of a printed shirt and a black skirt and taking the sheets of paper from his hands. Seolhyun loved reading lyrics, especially when she knew the person who wrote them. It was like reading a section of a journal, a window into their life that gave her a chance to see inside in a way that she wouldn’t have been able to before. Seolhyun had always been open about things, speaking her mind to anyone and everyone who would listen without hesitation. She didn’t keep things in, and with her chatty nature, everyone could see into her feelings by just listening to what she was saying.
But that didn’t mean she didn’t want to write lyrics. Seolhyun often found herself wishing she could express herself through the poetic words and the flowing melodies, the rise and fall of the notes and the hidden meanings that only a select few could really understand. But she wasn’t good at things like that, and she content with reading Minhyuk’s, peeking into his thoughts that didn’t just spill out like her’s. “This one is super pretty!” She said brightly as she read over the page, “I’m in my third year of high school and I could never do something like this.”
She looked through the rest of the sheets of paper laid out before her, examining each before she landed on one in particular - a sweet piece of music that seemed to be a love song. Seolhyun was a girl, and as such, she had a particular place in her heart for love songs, preferring to sing them over everything else. Some songs were personal, and she really shouldn’t pry into every detail of his life, but she was never one for subtleties, or one to mince words. “What is this song about? A girl? Do you have a crush on someone?” Seolhyun let out a small laugh as she handed the music to the boy, “If I could write songs, I would write them about boys too! And cake!”
can't find the words || seolhyun + minhyuk
It wasn’t unusual for Minhyuk to sit in a room alone and write until his hand ached. And this time was no different. Instead of constantly jumping from instrument to instrument all the while still thinking of lyrics, Minhyuk decided to just stick with lyrics today.
Laid out in front of him, was all the unfinished songs he could find. Some he remembered why he had left them unfinished, others he forgot about completely. It’s amazing what he can find when he decides to look.
Minhyuk knew she was in the room. He always knew. He could just tell. A small smile formed on his features when he heard her finally speak up. “Hey Seolhyun.” He said, never lifting his head from the pages in front of him. “I found a lot of my old songs earlier, and I wanted to finished them.” Tapping the floor beside him, he waited for her to sit. Picking one of the pages up, he examins it closely. “This one here, I wrote this back in my second year of high school….” Handing it to her, he finally takes his attention off of the pages, looking at her.
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seolhyunnie_97 don’t rain on us! hello we’re parade! except it rained today as we were going to our performance ㅠㅠ good thing manager oppa remembered an umbrella!
view all 4578 comments parade_fan_2331 parade’s debut was soo good! hwaiting! cchoi22 oh no, stay dry! kimmie009 parade fans are like umbrellas that shield parade from the rain! parka92 you look pretty even though you look confused hahaha
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[ txt ⇢ SEOUL hyun ] I'M SO SORRY THIS IS SUCH A LATE MESSAGE [ txt ⇢ SEOUL hyun ] i might have lost my phone sshhh [ txt ⇢ SEOUL hyun ] anyhow, congrats on debut to miss seolhyun of parade~~~~
[ sms ⇢ taetae ] WOW HAHAHAHA[ sms ⇢ taetae ] it was probably under your bed or something[ sms ⇢ taetae ] but thank you!!! take me out to eat to celebrate okay?
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can't find the words || seolhyun + minhyuk
Seolhyun was quite known around the company and elsewhere for her talkative nature - her loud laugh and perpetually running mouth. She couldn’t help it; she’s just always liked to say what’s on her mind, and socialize with others. She was like a little stream that ran on and on over the rocks, spreading her thoughts like water and giggling like the splashes that it made. Her mother used to say that nothing could quell her words, and that it flowed from the minute she got up to the minute she laid her head down on a pillow at night.
There were a select few things that could make her mouth shut, even for just a while, like a new Valentino line, or chocolate cake topped with light frosting, or macarons from France. But the most effective way to dam this running brook was to put her in a room with Kang Minhyuk when he was writing a song.
Something about the way he looked when he wrote - his face filled with concentration or his soft hums when he laid out the melody or maybe just the fact that the songs were beautiful - entranced Seolhyun in a way that was singular only to him. “Hey,” She said, breaking the comfortable silence that had been between them and walking over to stand next to him, “What are you working on now?”
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Seolhyun would have laughed at Minho's comment if a makeup artist hadn't been putting more gloss onto her lips. As it was, she didn't exactly love the taste of makeup, so she kept her mouth shut until they moved out of the way. "It really is." She said when they finally retreated. "I'm not even sure why. Half the girls get really salty when photoshoots like this come out and the other half are just waiting for us to date." The girls could get really scary sometimes, with forums blowing up and the fandom divided on whether they wanted to congratulate Seolhyun for being with such a cute guy or if they wanted to poison her food for the same reason. But it was all part of the job, and she learned to accept it, if not totally enjoy it.
She leaned against the wall, putting one arm around his neck and the other at her side as she looked toward the camera. In any normal situation, Seolhyun would have been flustered at how close their faces were, a distance that was only matched by that of her past boyfriend. But this was a job, and he was Minho. They had done this plenty of times before, and she had grown quite used to it all. "Sorry for what?" She said, an amused smile playing at her lips. "Minho, I've been squished by you and other male models since I was thirteen. I think I can handle this."
"I muse say though, the bad boy style suits you the best out of all of them." She said playfully, keeping her eyes on the camera as she pulled her body closer to his, chests touching and feeling his breath against her. Her own features really weren't the best suited for the whole concept, but it was an interesting amalgamation of innocent face with bad girl styling. She had to say, the directors knew what they were doing, because somehow she managed to pull it off. She allowed herself a short laugh, then teased lightly, "Maybe it's because that's how you are."
strictly work » seolhyun x mino
Minho looked behind himself, laughing at the hairstylist that was frantically touching and fixing the small flattened top of Seolhyun’s hair. He stood behind the female who was searching for a different set of earings. Even the small things were important when it came to things such as this. Minho had always been the bad boy in shoots, more than likely because of his tall height, body structure and the way he suited the clothing and the roll so well. And he wasn’t about to complain. To Minho, being in shoots that had a theme and weren’t promoting some random brand, it was fun and almost like an act. It was as if he was playing a role that was completely different to who he really was, and it was fun.
He sat down on the chair, following every instruction carefully. It took around five tries to get him in the right position, the right posture, everything. He watched as Seolhyun walked over towards him, and he was instructed to remove his hands from his lap, so he did just that. A snicker followed by a grin escaped from him as Seolhyun was told to sit in his lap, her body was light as it made itself comfortable against his knee. Normally, Minho would have been hysterical, nervous or even perhaps excited to have a pretty girl in such a position, but this was his work and besides, it was Seolhyun. The camera flashed brightly a few times before the shoot was stopped for makeup touch ups.
Minho leant back, removing the hand that was around her waist from the previous three photos taken and sitting it against the chair. His usual makeup artist that had been the very one who pretty much done his makeup during every shoot rushed over to Minho before pulling out a brush and lightly brushing it against his skin. Although the distractions were all around him, Minho bought his focus back to Seolhyun. “Fifty, hundred…” Minho sighed slightly. “Isn’t it weird though, how people react to things like this?” He was referring to the comments he had read on websites. Perfect couple, I didn’t know they were dating, Please date. Was just some of the things he remembered reading, of course he’d never tell Seolhyun, not sure if it was exactly the right thing to do.
“I’m sorry.” Minho whispered as his hand was forced to hold himself up against the wall, he felt odd being in such a position, but this was his job. He was forced to lean in closer to her and corner her, or that’s what it felt like Minho at least. “I’m so sorry.”
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Seolhyun had roller coaster week, with everything that had went on with her debut and stages and photoshoots and boys. She hadn’t thought that breaking up with someone would be easy, she had watched enough Gossip Girl to know that it wasn’t. But she didn’t quite anticipate it being that difficult. She knew it was the right thing to do, but that didn’t make things any better. So she had been delighted when Hayi invited her over for a sleepover, something that Seolhyun needed. Just girl talk and movies and chocolate to make her forget all the craziness of the week.
[ sms ⇢ hi ] well if it’s already settled i can’t argue! [ sms ⇢ hi ] i’ll be there with my unicorn pillow pet!
So she went to Hayi’s dorm room, unicorn in one arm and candy in the other, ready to drown herself in the happy lightness that was a sleepover. She entered the girl’s room to see popcorn and movies and everything that one would need for a sleepover spread across the floor, which make her grin widen even more than it already had. “Hey! Olaf is my boyfriend!”
Princess Slippers [Seolhyun&Hayi]
Hayi, being Seolhyun’s self proclaimed best friend, was ultimately taken aback when news of her and Jungkook’s break up made it’s way to her. She didn’t know what to think of it. She knew better than to get caught up in what others had to say about it, going only by what she would be told by her friend.
[ sms; Seollie ] Tonight. [ sms ] You’re staying over in mine, ok? [ sms ] It’s already settled. [ sms ] Bring whatever you want but leave any negativity behind.
As the evening drew near, Hayi changed into her pyjamas - an Olaf onesie - and got the popcorn, movies, karaoke cds and chocolate ready. If there was anything Hayi knew best, it was sleepovers and Disney. Sure, she was 18, but she was 6 at heart and that’s all that mattered. With a friend like Seolhyun, who thankfully loved Disney and sleepovers just as much as she did, it was only obvious that the two became best friends.
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Seolhyun was quite surprised at his asking if she wanted to get coffee. They weren’t exactly close friends - in fact, she couldn’t think of a time where they exchanged more than a few sentences to each other. But it had been a long day of practicing, and she could really use something to drink. Plus, the boy was cute, and Seolhyun had often noticed his face around the company building. And from what she heard, he was quite nice, and pretty talkative, not unlike Seolhyun herself.
“Coffee sounds great!” She smiled brightly at Chanyeol, excited at the prospect of getting to know him better over a warm beverage. If they were really as alike as everyone told her, she was sure that they would get along well. So she adjusted her bag over her shoulder and walked alongside the male, running her beverage options through her head as they headed for the cafe.
“You know,” She started, looking up at the tall boy next to her, “Everyone says we would get along, but we’ve never actually spoken.” A small giggle left her lips as she said this, mixing in with the just warming April air in the city and taking on a teasing tone. “Why did you take so long for you to ask me on a coffee date?”
Taking Chances || Chanyeol & Seolhyun
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The pretty visual model and the cute maknae model. They were perfect, and it was no wonder that people loved the two together. Every group had two people that everyone shipped, and in Parade, it was Seolhyun and Sulli. Not that she really minded. The pair brought a good amount of publicity in for the group, with their frequent appearances on social media together and modeling campaigns where they posed alongside each other. Plus, Seolhyun loved Jinri, and she was more than happy to give her unnie a hug whether in public or in private.
A lot of variety shows gave idols praise when they “ate well” and made the food look delicious. Seolhyun was sure the Jinri was one of those people, because when she ate, she managed to look like she was enjoying herself while looking pretty at the same time. Seolhyun giggled as the older girl wiped away a crumb at the corner of her mouth, smiling brightly as she heard the aww of the fans behind her. “Unnie takes care of me so well! I’m a really lucky maknae!” It wasn’t untrue - the other girls of Parade really did take care of her just like older sisters would - but it was for the sake of the fans there that she said it so loudly.
“How about shopping?” Seolhyun brightened at the thought of being at the mall. And maybe the fans wouldn’t follow them to the enclosed space of a clothing store. It was a hope, but she doubted it would happen. “We can get some new clothes as a treat to ourselves for debuting!”
—♥ christen the ship with coffee; sulli+seolhyun
Jinri giggled as Seolhyun played along. It wasn’t much of a surprise that their fans squealed and screamed whenever the two would do something together. I mean hey, they were both pretty and.. well it didn’t take much for people to start shipping them together. Jinri was happy with playing along and it seemed Seolhyun didn’t mind it all too much either.
“Naturally,” she replies, adding a little hairflip as well. “Don’t mind if I do!” And like Seolhyun, Jinri was just about in love with any sweet she set her eyes on. She chews on the sweet with almost exaggerated contentment. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought the chorus of squealing grew louder after that.
“Hmm, Seolhyun-ah, you got a little something here,” Jinri says, pointing at the corner of her mouth. It was just one tiny crumb, but being the opportunist she was, made it a big show and took a napkin to swipe it away. “There, all good.”
Taking a sip from her coffee, she looked out the window. As much as she loved their fans, sometimes she just needed a little privacy (though Jinri had the sneaking suspicion that they wouldn’t be getting any). After all, it was their bonding time— time to destress and relax. “Seolhyun, is there anywhere else you want to go after this?”.
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seolhyun uses 3S! 『seolhyun’s sweet smile』 it’s very effective!
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