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And just as quickly as the other had moved, Hanbin was able to lean back just in time; face scrunched, brows knit and a hand soon making its way to shield his nose. “Yah! Hold up there, slow down— Don’t be shoving that thing in people’s faces now..” He let’s out an exasperated (and muffled) sigh before he inches closer once he feels its safe. Wouldn’t want to get infected by that. Was that even possible? Could you infect others with your scabby, foul-smelling wounds? No, that can’t be right— Unless the other person had some sort of spreadable disease. “Have you not been taking care of that? You should get that checked.”

         ( `&. JJK ) — Hanbin’s distaste doesn’t go without notice, and it – in fact – causes Jungkook to shake with laughter as he allows his arm to dangle rightfully by his side. Hey, boys will be boys won’t they? 

      “Maybe it is a bit infected,” he concludes with a snort. In actuality, he doubts the scab’s ability to truly be a menace, but isn’t it fun to just play along a little bit? 

“I…I took a risk,” Sehun says with another look at himself. There’s really no other option than for him to suck it up and deal with it. It’d be on multiple fansites later on, and at this point, Sehun’s well aware of the multitude of photos that don’t quite reflect the best angle. It’ll be embarrassing but…Oh well. 

“On another note,” He adds, trying to change the subject, “How have your own schedules been lately? Hopefully…Way better than these pants I’m wearing.”

         ( `&. JJK ) — “Sometimes a risk is in order!” But this is coming from the boy who very rarely takes risks when it comes to fashion. Usually Jungkook plays it safe with some sweats and a white tee. He’ll often pull it all together with a cap or a necklace. He dresses like there’s an imperceptible flame beneath his behind, or leering fashion police around every corner. And with that being said, there is. To a certain degree. It’s called the public eye. 

It’s not typical of Sehun to draw attention to himself with his wardrobe choices. The colors he typically wears are mild: gray, navy, black, white. But to bring in some hue he’ll usually toss on a bright baseball cap or a lengthy coat. Otherwise in comparison to the other members, Sehun’s fashion statement is on the quieter side. (However, it seems to have the opposite effect on his fans.)

“It does, you’re right,” Sehun agrees as he peers down at himself. Zebra print skinny jeans? He obviously hadn’t been thinking straight that morning. They were too tight- most likely, they weren’t even his. “What should I do? Is there at least a store nearby? I feel like a zoo animal on display in these….For real.”

         ( `&. JJK ) — Zebra pants. Now, that’s what Jungkook calls a fashion statement. It’s the sort of thing a coordi-noona would slap him in, and cross her fingers and pray he looks sort of appealing. But he doesn’t, No one looks appealing in zebra pants. Not even Oh Sehun himself. But maybe that’s just Jungkook’s opinion! Don’t mind him. 

⧂ It was hard for someone to really upset Soojung. It was almost impossible, she was someone with lots of patience, someone who could understand when someone just couldn’t listen. ❝ I’ll ignore you and tell security you’re bothering me– ❞ she said between laughs, making it obvious that she was joking. And Soojung sighed, crossing one of her legs over the other, resting her elbow on her knee and looking around as she sighed. ❝ Like I said almost thirty minutes ago. It’s hard to be an idol. Bit by bit I start to get tired of this. ❞ And she glanced at him, making sure he was listening this time.

❝ Something tells me you don’t feel the same, right? You seem pretty content with what you’re doing. ❞

         ( `&. JJK ) — Her little threats cause laughter to ripple throughout him, and not a disrespectful sort of guffaw either; simply the pure sort, of sincere merriment. Imagine that! A senior idol griping about him, requesting that he’s to be thrown out. Headlines everywhere would read: F(x)’s Krystal and BTS’ Jungkook! A rivalry on the horizon!? 

         But clearly her words are baseless. She doesn’t mean it. He can tell this much because she continues to talk his ear off. And he chuckles once more. “I am pretty content.” He loves idol life, he loves his career and his fans and his members. He loves the room he has to grow, and all the opportunities lined up beside him. It’s not something he takes for granted. “I have a really nice support system. But are you facing hard times, noona?”

         ( `&. JJK ) —“When you showed you.” Jungkook pinches the fabric of his top, pries it from his body, and looks down to inspect it. “My sweater is actually cute as hell.” From here, he turns his eyes to scrutinize the elder’s sweater of choice. “But it could be better... I guess.”

         ( `&. JJK ) —“Maybe it’s infected.” Jungkook lifts his arm, trying to get a whiff of the cut on his elbow. Hey, it wouldn’t be the first time he’s had an injury go foul. “Does it look infected to you?” Next thing you know, he’s practically shoving his elbow in the other’s face.

      ( `&. JJK ) —“I’m just saying, Jimin hyung feels fondly of you, so you know – if we have a new year’s party, I want you to come along. Kind of like a surprise, you know? Like, you could totally jump out of something. Maybe... a window.” Pause. “I don’t know.”

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       ( ♡ ) The deed’s easier said than done, that’s for sure.  Not that she minds- despite the fact that they haven’t made much progress within the last hour (or two. or three), it’s nice to preoccupy her mind with something that doesn’t require too much brainpower.  She supposes that this is what the staff deems a “break” for them, and she can’t disagree. 

        It’s a tedious process.  That much is evident as she finally, finally manages to find one end of the lights and begins painstakingly untangling from there on.  Legs crossed, her head bows down to focus on her task at hand, calling out distractedly to her partner.  “You’ll feel tons better when we’re done. Trust me.  Try not to fall on top of me, by the way.”

      ( `&. JJK ) — As Jungkook comes to balance on the soles of his feet once again, he peers down at the girl. “Are my legs made of toothpicks? I won’t just fall.” He lowers himself to his knees beside her, and begins to fidget with another plush snowman. The little carrot nose is crooked, and Jungkook is the man for the job. “And besides...” he continues. “If I could win an award for balancing, I’d win two. Just because.” Once success is acquired, he sets the snowman aside and instead diverts his attention toward her own personal challenge. 

      Jungkook hums lowly in thought, chewing thoughtfully at the inside of his cheek as he watches her fingers work the small bulbs and wires apart. Festive jingles ring clear throughout the hallway, a few voices singing quietly along and some humming as well. The very occurrence of it all fills the man with this chirpy sort of bliss. “I think Christmas is my favorite holiday. The music is my favorite, and then the lights.”

      ( `&. JJK ) —“And so Ebola. Maybe I should just stop thinking altogether otherwise I’ll cough up blood. Let’s just be honest here, no one needs ideas or thoughts anyway.” 

      ( `&. JJK ) —“It wasn’t a boogie monster,” Jungkook counters in an almost urgent matter. “I swear, last night my phone moved a good three inches on my desk...” 

      “...You don’t believe in ghosts?” When it comes to the goblins and ghouls in horror films then, sure, Jungkook lacks faith just as well. But we’re talking real life spirits here! 

✉ : 전정국 ➥ Ah, yes! It was nice seeing you too at the awards. ✉ : 전정국 ➥ It’s kind of unfortunate we didn’t interact much at school- ✉ : 전정국 ➥ But then, you were mostly busy and I was training so that’s normal. ✉ : 전정국 ➥ We should meet up sometime?