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► Upon the appearance of the elder, he swiftly tucked the tube      inside his back pocket, hands automatically raising in defense.       Living with twelve other inmates men, running out of essentials      was almost second nature. The situation was clearly inevitable      and, at times, members would go out and purchase their own.      Running late for their own schedule, the younger had no choice      but to borrow some, though perhaps it seemed that wasn’t much      of a good idea.

     ❝ I don’t have anything! Hyung, I swear! ❞

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« ► » — SIX O’CLOCK in the morning, search the Seventeen dorm,             and you’ll see young men asleep, mostly exhausted               from their strenuous activity, except for the hushed bic-              kering from the other side of the dorm. 

              ❝ Yah, you took my toothpaste, didn’t you? Give it back,              where is it? ❞

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STOP MAKING FUN OF ME WHEN YOU'RE A LOWKEY WEEB YOURSELF!

❝ Oh yeah? Well… ❞ Looks away and coughs awkwardly into his fist. ❝ Nooo… You’ve heard wrong. I’m not a weeb… just cause I enjoy talking excessively about those things… ❞

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DWEEEEEEB.

❝ And you’re telling me about yourself… Why? ❞

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Low key glances at and looks away

Feeling a pair of eyes on him boring to the back of his head, head shooting up to see if he could locate the ‘culprit’. He spoke up meekly in caution, ❝ Do you … need anything? ❞

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Sometimes, I think about becoming a carrot.

❝ And sometimes I think about befriending a carrot, taking it out to dinner, and when he begins taking off his peel, realize that it’s the perfect opportunity to devour him. But of course, you don’t see that happening. ( ` the latter his expression changed to a serious one as if to convince the other, despite the laughter about to erupt inside him ) ❞

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You're alive :o

I think its more like alive and dying- if that even makes sense …

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what is he doing

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fun date idea:

fight me

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We should be friends, to be frank.

❝ …Wow– ❞  Mingyu chuckles and covers his eyes, embarrassed to be the momentary center of the man’s attention. But alas, he’s always genuinely happy whenever he finds someone who wants to keep him company. ❝ Well, what’s in it for me? ❞ The smile comes easy to his lips at his own question.

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@naeiun:

❝ Will they actually sponsor you once they see you naked? They’ll probably just kick you out and we were never together if it happens. ❞ She leaned on the table and stuck her tongue out at the younger male briefly before letting out a loud laugh.  ❝ Okay, you go do that. Fully clothed, okay? ❞

❝ Yes, m’lady~ ❞ His petulant tone of voice is nothing but intentional, hands planted onto the table as he stood up, leaning to her side to give her cheek a peck before he’d gone to dash upstairs. It didn’t take longer than five minutes before he jogged back down, hair slightly tousled messily as he’d actually attempted to come back as quickly as he could. ❝ Hey, you ready to go? ❞

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@leexareum

Areum smiled softly at her friend’s words, her eyes on her lap though, fiddling nervously with her fingers. “You always come here unannounced.” A chuckle left her lips as she glanced at him, raising an eyebrow as if challenging him to say otherwise when they both know it’s true. “I don’t mind at all, you know that. But I appreciate the invitation. I doubt we’d be able to eat in peace with so many guys in the dorm. And they’re loud. They’re so loud.” As if she didn’t love them any way. She did, even if she didn’t admit it right away. After all, they always treated her so well when she was at the company. Which reminded her that she wanted to tell Mingyu the reason why she had left. “The other trainees… They were beating me. And the diets… It was too much for me. I realized it’s not really what I wanted. I just wanted to dance and compose. I’m planning on doing that. Maybe becoming a professional dancer or a choreographer, and also write and compose songs. That’s all I need.”

The younger fell silent, words, getting too heavy to sit on the ivory pedestals that he built inside his mouth. Now that she’d mention it, she had violin strings for legs, a graveyard of awkward treble clefs buried in her knees and anyone could see the suffering inside of the concert of her walk. It had been evident all this time and he let these things sandcastle in his stomach. Mouth briefly opened only to heave a sigh, a light smile broke upon his face, dangling his lips into a crooked one, trying to come up with an answer that was not stuttered or shaky. ❝ I . . . I mean I’d get mad, but I’m glad you’ve been treating yourself well. You did well. ❞ Was the best he could give, mind still trying to register her word’s words. A hand reaching to pat her head, but decided to shuffle pieces of her hair in front of her face in jest. ❝ Y’know what? Good call. Plus I’ll end up having to make 13, no- possibly 20 more servings if I do it at the dorm. I’ll take you out then? Any place you’ve been wanting to go since then? ❞

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@yurato:

“Do I want to know what he puts or does with the salad? or will I be traumatized for the rest of my life, crying hysterically each time someone mentions vinegar or shows me a salad leaf? I’ve heard and seen many disturbing things, I think I could handle this bit of information too, but then again… I don’t want to know,” she finally comes to a conclusion, her voice evidently amused. “that requires effort. why don’t you want to go eat outside, like normal people? or order in.” 

❝ Oh you big baby. ❞ The younger could only roll his eyes playfully for how the older was acting. ❝ Well maybe not to that extent. But lets just say small things can change a lot of the flavor. ❞ Though he couldn’t really blame her as the popular belief was that guys wasn’t at skilled into cooking, or at least that’s what Mingyu assumed she must’ve thought. Not to mention how convincing he must’ve looked like hesitating over every question she had. ❝ Well maybe it’s not of the convenience but be....cause home-cooked meals are kind of special and they’re from the heart and you should appreciate me? ❞ He gives Yura a shit-eating grin, eagerly awaiting for her next reaction.

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He laughed and shrugged. “I don’t know I just forgot to today I don’t usually forget to eat believe me I inhale food its just I don’t gain weight that easily.” he nodded and smiled at the younger boy. “Thank you and that would be really fun.”

The younger could only sigh in relief because it was all he needed to hear. Albeit his intentions, he felt slightly like a hypocrite as, unlike the other, skipping meals have becoming more frequent for Mingyu. They were getting busier by the end of the year and even if they had just finished promoting their recent album, they have been preparing for another. Seventeen’s giant gave a wolfish grin, reaching up to mess his already messy hair. ❝ I’m guessing that’s a plan for next time, huh? I’ll see what I can do with my schedule, but if I do free it up, don’t leave me hanging! ❞ Mingyu crossed his arms and a brow quirking, contempt taking over his boyish features.

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Of course you silly~ But you are interesting! Both you and your other members are very talented. So for me, that makes you interesting. Plus you’re adorable so that helps too. *She giggles and smiles softly* I actually haven’t got your album but I listen to it online. And it’s kind of awkward when I sign my newest solo album cause of… um.. the photobook in it.    

Well, I mean like every other rookie, we do want the public to view us as a collective of artists with a fresh image. ( ` shoulders lifted into a light shrug ) Ah... ( ` he nodded, cheeks flushing into a faint color of pink like before, as he knew what the other was talking about ) But speaking of you, congratulations on winning an award!

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When bae teasing u (Taemin & Naeun version)

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