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He watches your furor in organizing the counter, sitting back like a cliche young man would and observes. He finds Hyuna’s obsessiveness for cleanliness amusing, and almost wants to mess with her by moving things around as she’s not looking. He refrains nonetheless, knowing it would come back at him tenfold. Crossing his arms, he steps closer to the older. “Where do we start then, cap'n?" He chuckles as he gives a salute. "Junior at your service." Jinyoung's eyes wade around for a possible recipe, eyes filled with doubt when he can't find any at all.

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He makes a purposeful, audible groan as he shuffles to the cupboards, pulling down some large mixing bowls and placing them on the counter with the ingredients. He figures he’ll have to grab some mixing spoons and measurement tools as well, so he shuffles through the drawers to obtain a few and place them with the bowls. “Okay but if the cake is disgusting then I’m not cleaning everything up by myself– and don’t make a huge mess!” He whines playfully.

Shooting him a look only a mother could give, she lifted her leg to poke his thigh softly. “Don’t start whining now. We just started.” Shaking her head a moment later, she shuffled over to the counter, compulsiveness kicking in, organization it’s goal as she took a total of four minutes to place everything in respective spots for ease of location. “Sorry, habit. Can’t be helped.” Clearing her throat, she looked towards him, hand coming to rest on her chest as if she was offended by his accusation. “This cake will be the best cake you have ever tasted, trust me. You’ll be begging to clean up after me.” Of course, little did she know how hard it was gonna be. “I’m not gonna make a huge mess, I’m really organized and clean. It’ll be barely anything.”

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bae is love. 

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He makes a purposeful, audible groan as he shuffles to the cupboards, pulling down some large mixing bowls and placing them on the counter with the ingredients. He figures he’ll have to grab some mixing spoons and measurement tools as well, so he shuffles through the drawers to obtain a few and place them with the bowls. “Okay but if the cake is disgusting then I’m not cleaning everything up by myself-- and don’t make a huge mess!” He whines playfully.

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“Did you expect me to be a girl, noona?” He chuckled at her reaction, fingers scruffling through his hair to pat it back down. Jinyoung’s eyes sifted through what was on the counter before stretching his arms and cracking his fingers. “What do we start with first, master chef?” The younger gave a cheeky smile to the older. “I will be your super assistant.”

“Yea, I mean, you are sorta pretty like one.” Snorting, she poked his side so he’d move out of her way. “Also isn’t cracking your knuckles bad for them. Stop that.” Fingers came to swat at his hand, before she looked towards the counter, a hand coming to rest against her cheek in thought. “I need you-” She pointed at him- “To find me some large bowls first. That way we can really start, and hopefully not make a huge, disgusting mess cause I’m not cleaning it. That’s the super assistants job.

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baebsuzx replied to your post: “Jinyoung-ah~!-taps your shoulder and leans to the opposite side,...”:

-lets out a laugh seeing how you fell for her little trick- I'm here for a recording~ What about you? Practice? Ah-- i saw your drama teaser!!

What are you recording? I love hearing your voice, you should let me tag along one day. -he grins, his digits scruffing along his raven locks- Ah... I’m embarrassed. Did you thing I did well, Suji? It’s been a while since I’ve been in a drama. That last one with with you, I believe.

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Jinyoung-ah~!-taps your shoulder and leans to the opposite side, biting her lip to hold in her laughter and greets you with an eye smile when you turn and waves-

-he looks around to see no one, only to turn quickly to the opposite way, being met by a familiar face; he waves back, a grin of his own painted across his face- Suzy-ah! -he waves back eagerly- What brings you here?

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baekyerinnie replied to your post: “Jinyoung oppa, I saw the preview for your drama. [--smiles brightly]...”:

Yes, of course I will. [--laughs] I will admit, you do look kind of cool on screen. Are you having fun with filming?

It’s fun of course, but my schedule is so packed right now. Between filming for this and our Japanese comeback, I’m exhausted. -he pouts playfully, pulling down the skin under his eyes-

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“Well, at least you’re keeping busy too...” His foot kicks the ground without thought, feeling like he has a lot to say but no words will come out. “Let’s try to meet more, we shouldn’t act like strangers. We aren’t strangers, after all.” His gaze moves up, trying to give a reassuring smile. Jinyoung doesn’t like to give up friendships, and Hyunwoo was no exception.

“Ah…” He rubbed the back of his neck, barely realizing how long it’d been since they last met. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’ve been so busy, the time seems to flown by.” He attempted a chuckle, looking away from the other.

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He swipes his phone away, teeth baring in a wide grin that only ceases when he tries to catch himself from falling out of his chair, ultimately failing. He laughs seemingly harder as he hits the ground, body splayed messily on the ground, unable to get up from his excessive laughter. “Hyung-- I--” He can barely speak, giving up and laying on the floor for a little longer, chuckling all the while.

The younger holds up his phone mockingly, pretending he’s filming his rather trashed hyung. “Straight on to Instagram you mean, hyung.” He laughs a little more, his own cheeks flushed from the alcohol, pressing random points on his screen.

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Jinyoung adjusted his hoodie a little further over his eyes, hoping to avert the eyes he felt on him. He’s used to the eyes-- he’s an idol with a heap of obsessive fans, after all. But this place was remote and a good distance from the company and his dorm. He was hoping to find some peace here. Jinyoung shuffled around on his table, looking for cream for his coffee, only to find none. He stepped up, looking around precariously before walking to the table with creams, grabbing a few.

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        —— Silver narrowed her eyes in attempt to make her vision clearer as she discreetly stared at the idol sitting just tables away from her own. It was definitely GOT7′s JR; she just knew it, despite him wearing a mask and his hoodie over his head. She wasn’t a hugely crazy fan of GOT7, even though she really enjoyed listening to their songs, but seeing one of them come by this cafe she went to everyday was rather fascinating.

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Jinyoung oppa, I saw the preview for your drama. [--smiles brightly] It looks really good. I'm going to watch it the day it comes out.

-wraps an arm around your shoulder- Yerin-ah, you’ll cheer for me right? Make sure to watch every episode! I’m charming on screen. -he chuckles, grinning ear to ear-

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1: aggressive kiss

2: all over kiss

3: back kiss

4: cheek kiss

5: eyelid kiss

6: fingers kiss

7: firm kiss

8: first kiss

9: forehead kiss

10: french kiss

11: gentle kiss

12: ghost kiss

13: hand kiss

14: jawline kiss

15: last kiss

16: neck kiss

17: rain kiss

18: stomach kiss

19: underwater kiss

20: upside down kiss

send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number.

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"Maybe, if you buy me a dress from Forever 21."

“You have enough dresses already, don’t you?” Jinyoung nearly whined to the female, giving his signature pout. “Pleeeease can I have food? I’m so hungry, I’m done with this shopping thing!” His stomach reiterated his complaint, making a huge growl.

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“Did you expect me to be a girl, noona?” He chuckled at her reaction, fingers scruffling through his hair to pat it back down. Jinyoung’s eyes sifted through what was on the counter before stretching his arms and cracking his fingers. “What do we start with first, master chef?” The younger gave a cheeky smile to the older. “I will be your super assistant.”

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He leans against the counter, arms spread across as he chuckles rather mockingly at the female. “I am not ready at all, these look like ingredients to make a nuclear bomb.” He grins as he slinks up to stand, messing with Hyuna’s hat by flipping it off of her, only to put it on his own head.

As the hat was flipped off her head, she jerked her head back in surprise and gave him a look. “Okay, that looks better on me, for one. And two, it’s not a nuclear bomb.” Half of her face scrunched for a moment, before her pointer finger began to point out ingredients. “Sugar, flour, eggs. Simple stuff. Lord, you are such a dude.” As the words floated from her lips, she reached out with her other hand and flipped the hat to return it to her head.

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“Ah...” He rubbed the back of his neck, barely realizing how long it’d been since they last met. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’ve been so busy, the time seems to flown by.” He attempted a chuckle, looking away from the other.

His eyes creeped over curiously to the idle game, his hands shoving in his pockets quietly. “….What happened earlier?” He attempted to break the silence, knowing damn well he did the same thing to the older, keeping the atmosphere tense and vague.

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On a day to day basis, the GOT7 boys are notified of their schedules, but never anything too remotely beforehand. It wasn’t necessarily a surprise when Jinyoung heard they were visiting a hospital for sick kids, but it’s not something he’s met with on the norm.

Sitting in their van, most of the boys slept. Jinyoung couldn’t manage to stay asleep though, and instead scrolled through his phone’s browser to try and find fun things to do with the patients. After all, they were going there to give them a good time.

Pulling up and getting out of the van, the crew looked rather groggy. Jinyoung lead the group of seven into the hospital and waited for instruction. After fending off a few dedicated fans at the entrance, The boys were in the elevator, heading to the 14th floor. The raven haired boy’s eyes wandered to the floor descriptions.         “14th Floor ---- Eating Disorder Care” It was at that point his smile became warm. The ideas in his head started to form. Should I buy them snacks? No, that’s probably not okay-- What about teaching them a dance? That sounds like fun. Getting them energetic.

(In)patient visit

By this point she new she was malnourished but she couldn’t just stop, could she? Of course not! Amy hasn’t eaten in two months straight now; her only intake would be coke zero if her mother would agree to let this thing inside the house; o a big cup of hot chocolate. But that was a reward for doing good, that’s all. The problem though was that when going out with her mother; a rare occasion, she fainted, her body running way too low on energy. So as expected, she was taken to the hospital.

She has been an inpatient for a week already, struggling day after day. They forced the girls and boys with eating disorders to follow a strict regime; but luckily for Amy she was so weak they had to allow her only tiny meals and not these huge things other got. It was Sunday when the mentors told them over breakfast that the hospital was doing something nice for the coming up holidays. Long story short, it seemed like a famous group was going to spend two hours at their wing.

To say Amy was excited was untrue, but she did want to see what comes up since these groups had been something she followed when she was home; considering the TV and her cat, Tyke, were her best friends.