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tzuyu lingers near the doorway after practice, half-hidden by the frame as she watches the others start to scatter. she’s already changed, hair still slightly damp at the ends, fingers loosely curled around her phone. her gaze finds jihyo eventually, softening just a little in a way she never lets anyone else see, and she pushes herself off the wall with quiet steps. "unnie," she calls "are you busy?"
she hesitates for a second, eyes flickering away before settling back on her. "i was thinking we could get something to eat? or just walk?" a small pause, then a quieter addition, "if you want."
jihyo had been scrolling through her phone absentmindedly when she heard the familiar voice, her head lifting almost instantly. the moment her eyes found tzuyu, her expression softened without effort, something warm and fond settling in as she slipped her phone into her pocket.
"for you? never," she replied easily, the hint of a smile tugging at her lips as she stepped a little closer. she caught the hesitation, the way tzuyu’s voice dipped at the end, and her gaze gentled even more.
"food sounds good, but a walk first might be better," jihyo added, tilting her head slightly. "you look like you’ve got something on your mind." a small pause, then softer, "want to tell me about it?"
san had barely stepped through the gym doors, bag slung over his shoulder as he scanned the room for an open bench. he almost made it two steps before nearly colliding with a familiar figure, stopping short with a quiet laugh. ❝ oh, guess i should’ve watched where i was going. ❞ @seoulessrp
jihyo had been halfway to the water station, towel draped over her shoulder, when she stopped short at the near collision. a small laugh slipped out as she steadied herself, brushing a loose strand of hair back into place.
"yah, careful," she said lightly, though the teasing lilt in her voice softened it. "you come in here that distracted, you’re gonna end up walking straight into a treadmill next."
her gaze flicked over him for a second before she shifted her weight, a faint smile lingering. "long day, or are you just in a rush to beat everyone to the good spots?"
Park Jihyo - 2025.10.14
the door opened to the soft hum of afternoon light spilling into the apartment, and minnie stood there with baby james nestled securely in her arms. there were faint shadows under her eyes, but her smile was genuine, gentler than it had been in weeks. she shifted the baby’s weight against her shoulder, his small hand curled loosely near her collarbone, and stepped aside to let jihyo in.
“come in, it’s been forever,” she said, voice low but warm. the faint scent of baby lotion and jasmine tea lingered in the air, a quiet comfort woven through the soft disarray of new motherhood, blankets folded on the couch, a half-empty bottle on the table. minnie adjusted james’s blanket, brushing a thumb across his cheek before glancing back at her friend.
“do you want to sit? we can catch up before he decides to start his next performance,” she added, the corner of her mouth twitching into a tired but affectionate grin. she guided jihyo toward the couch, careful with each movement, the air around her humming with that fragile balance of exhaustion and tenderness. | @jihyovely
jihyo’s expression softened the moment her eyes landed on the tiny bundle against minnie’s shoulder. she set her bag down without much thought, the sound barely a whisper against the floor, and stepped closer with a quiet awe that curved through her smile. "so this is james," she murmured, her voice instinctively falling into that hush people reserved for small, fragile things.
she reached out, careful, as if asking permission more with her eyes than her words before brushing a gentle finger along the baby’s sleeve. "he’s even smaller than i imagined," she said, a laugh threading through the words — light but full of wonder. "and so perfect. look at him." there was a glint of something proud in her tone too, like minnie’s joy had become her own just by being near it.
slipping onto the couch, she tucked one leg beneath her and tilted her head toward them. "you know, i was planning to ask if you’ve been sleeping, but i think i already know the answer," she teased softly, her gaze warm as it drifted between mother and son. "he looks peaceful now, but i can tell he’s got your timing — waiting until you sit down to start his next show."
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Mingyu set the barbell back with a soft clank and pushed himself up, breath still heavy but grin already forming when Jihyo laughed. He tossed his towel over his shoulder and shook his head, eyes bright with that familiar mischief. "Live here tonight?" he echoed, mock horror in his voice. He dragged a hand through his damp hair, feigning deep thought. "I mean... only if the gym installs a mattress and a minibar overnight." He snorted. "But seriously, no. I’m not planning a squat and stay. Just… pacing myself so I don’t collapse onstage." He swung his legs off the bench and stood, stretching out his arms. "You should probably not make a habit of double shifts. I’ll let you win the Most Dedicated award tonight" He bumped her shoulder with his in that easy, brotherly way. And even if she just arrived to the gym, he was determined to pull her out. "Come on... cool down with me and we’ll get something to eat. My treat."
jihyo rolled her eyes at his dramatic delivery, but the grin tugging at her mouth betrayed her. "a mattress and a minibar? right, because that’s exactly what this place needs — you snoring in the corner between sets," she teased, shaking her head. the bump to her shoulder earned him a light nudge back, the kind that came easily after years of friendship.
"most dedicated award, huh?" she hummed, pretending to consider it. "i’ll take it just this once. but only because i know you’re secretly terrified i’ll outshine you." her words were light, laced with a teasing lilt, but there was warmth in the way she looked at him — the kind that came from understanding exactly why he pushed himself so hard. the mention of food made her pause, gaze drifting toward the row of treadmills she’d planned to conquer. it only took a beat before she sighed, lips pressing into a resigned smile. "fine. you win," she said, slinging her bag over her shoulder again. "but i’m choosing the place."
jungkook was already at the free weights, hoodie damp with sweat and his hair falling into his eyes. he glanced up at the sound of her voice, a grin tugging at his mouth the moment he spotted her. without missing a beat, he set the dumbbell down and straightened, like the sight of her had been enough reason to pause.
"long day?" he echoed, tilting his head as his gaze skimmed over her. from the way her hair was barely tied up to the stubborn determination still lingering in her posture. "feels like you’ve got another one planned, sneaking in here at this hour."
he reached for his water bottle, taking a slow sip before flashing her that familiar, almost mischievous smile. "you know, if you keep following me into gyms, people are gonna start talking."
jihyo raised her brows at him, a laugh slipping out as she crossed her arms over her chest. "yah, listen to you. as if i’d waste my energy chasing you around gyms." she shook her head, dimples cutting in as she leaned her weight onto one leg, giving him a deliberately unimpressed look. "and don’t pretend like you’re the only one who has the right to wear themselves out after midnight," she added, tugging at her bun to secure it better. "if anything, i should be the one asking why you’re still here. shouldn’t you be at home terrorizing your game console or something?"
she padded a few steps closer, eyeing the free weights he’d abandoned with a pointed glance before meeting his grin again. "but fine. i’ll let people talk. they can just assume i’ve got a really clingy friend who doesn’t know how to rest."
The bar clanked back into place, and Mingyu sat up with a sharp exhale, sweat dripping from his temple. He reached for his water bottle, only to pause when he caught Jihyo’s voice cutting through the low hum of the gym. His head turned, and when he spotted her, his grin came fast and boyish, like he’d just been caught sneaking snacks before dinner.
"Jihyo-ya," he laughed, running a hand through his damp hair, "don’t tell me you’re here after practice too? I thought I was the only idiot who does double shifts." He gestured toward the empty treadmill row with his bottle before shaking his head at her. "What, practice wasn’t enough torture? You trying to one-up me or something?"
Despite the playful bite in his words, there was warmth tucked in the way his gaze lingered, a familiar fondness of two people who knew each other’s grind all too well.
jihyo’s laugh slipped out before she could help it, the sound carrying across the space as she set her bag down on a nearby bench. "yah, don’t act like you invented overworking yourself," she shot back, pulling her sweatshirt over her head and tossing it aside. her tone was teasing, but the knowing look in her eyes softened the edge.
"besides," she added, tugging her hair tighter into a bun, "if i let you brag about being the only one here this late, you’ll never shut up about it." she flashed him a grin, the kind that creased her dimples, before letting her gaze wander toward the row of treadmills he’d pointed at. "but you’re right, practice should’ve been enough," she admitted, rolling her shoulders with a quiet sigh. "guess i just needed to clear my head a little more. what about you? don’t tell me you’re planning to live here tonight."
[TW-DAY] #13 ☆ MoSaJi’s Lovely Day
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Jihyo ☆ TW-DAY #11
practice had ended hours ago, but jihyo still carried the rhythm in her body. earbuds tucked in, she slipped out of the practice room with her bag slung over her shoulder, humming along to whatever track happened to shuffle next. most of the team had already gone home, but she wasn’t quite ready to call it a night. the familiar glow of the gym lights pulled her in as she scanned her phone, checking the time and debating if it was too late for another round of cardio. "just thirty minutes," she muttered under her breath, her tone more like a promise to herself than anything else.
pushing open the door, jihyo stepped inside, tying her hair up in a loose bun as she glanced around. the place wasn’t empty, but it wasn’t crowded either — the kind of quiet space that felt like it belonged to anyone willing to claim it. her gaze flicked toward the treadmills, then the free weights, then back toward the few faces she recognized. with a small smile tugging at her lips, she adjusted her bag on her shoulder and called out lightly, "long day, huh?"
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