* BAD / faith.

JIHYUK: oh and there’s strippers 🤪🤪

JIHYUK: and no thats not an invitation to get into mine

STAYING IN ONE PLACE WHEN the ghosts of his past haunted him was cataclysmic for his stress levels, and in an attempt to clear an addled mind ji somehow found himself wandering through serene streets marked with chic pendleton bikes and scenic routes, far more put together than the places the boy group member seemed to gravitate towards. there’s the odd stranger who’s eyes light up in familiarity, shakily coming forth wielding a phone and polite requests for pictures, but for the most part he’s left alone to his own devices during his walk, or what would have been the case if somebody didn’t seem to be following him like that of his own shadow, or a puppy that’s been allowed off of it’s leash for the first time.  “ah, poor you.”  with a lazy roll of his head eyes transfix upon the other, gps system discarded in the face of the zeal overspilling from the depths of the younger boy’s being. yubin was always so chipper and truthfully speaking, it was half endearing, half exhausting. jihyuk some days would work up a sweat by merely watching his fellow label mate as he jumped from one thing to another, seemingly endless in his enthusiasm for life itself.   “somewhere you’ll undoubtedly follow, rest assured. i’ve found out there’s this hentai exhibition a few blocks away from here. you’re adequately covered up, so fans won’t kill you to be seen with me there, right?”   without giving yubin much time to meld over his words never mind making a responsible decision, the elder’s already begun strolling. whether he’s followed or not is entirely of the other’s doing.  “i’m going now, so come along if you insist on being by my side. if you’re good for me and don’t spout off like you always do, i’ll even buy you a drink or two on the way back.”