electric kiss

😘 What is your ideal type?

“Breathing, preferably. I don’t really have one. But I’m more-so drawn to cuter-looking people. You know, human puppies. Bonus points if they act the part, but I couldn’t care less. A hole’s a hole.”

🌍 Where do you want to promote if given the chance?

“I don’t particularly like travelling. And the places I’ve wanted to go, I’ve been. If anything, though, I’d say Donington Park in England. Home to some of the greatest live shows known to man.”

🎊 How do you feel about your fans?

“Tough question. While I wouldn’t be where I am without them, they can be dicks when they want to be. I’m not too fond of fanwars or whatever they call them. For that, I think fans can turn into spoilt brats, which is annoying. But overall, they tend to be nice, and understanding. Namely international fans, can’t say I’m all too open about any Korean ones left.”

👯 What concept you want to try?

“Something metal. I’ll settle for fucking rock if I have to. But if I’m not forced to wear a damn leather jacket anytime soon, I’m gonna sue.”

It was with a deep sigh Jinho found himself almost slamming the CEO’s door behind him. The nerve of it all; despite his best efforts, he was still hearing about his slip ups and the like from the big boss himself as if the rest of the members aren’t just as bad. He could admit to his own frequency when it comes to as much, his lack of filter and general disregard for consequence saw to that, but he definitely wasn’t the only one in the group to fall out of line. It was with this in mind, he’d adopted his brooding mask, wandering Royal Crown’s halls as if he owned the place. Judging by the mixed reactions of the staff that wandered the same path, it was likely they were deliberating over that same chance. 

The male had thrown himself onto the first comfy surface he could once he’d entered something akin to a break room. Head back, it could be easily assumed he had fallen asleep to escape the stress. Though he had noticed the other person within vicinity, hadn’t fallen to comfort without first recognising his surroundings. In fact, he vaguely knew the person, a welcome labelmate despite their lack of interaction. Thus, he’d turned his head to what he thought was the direction she was sat, small quirk to the corner of his lips regardless of its falsity. “Take this with a grain of salt, but if I were to hypothetically offer you a ton of money, would you massage my shoulders for me?”

Sometimes Jade just wanted a bit of a bitter coffee to fill her entire being after the chaos of her life. She hated coffee actually, but she was already used to do things she hated at this point. She was mad at many things but B&W lack of management was the sparkle that made her on fire. So Hot was doing great on charts but they had, what? A week of promotions? And for what…go back to the basement? She was even madder that this was the consequence of her not keeping her mouth shut - the entire wax figure idol thing didn’t strike her too hard nor Ivory because that’s the image they’re going for, but seems like the twins are more then worried about it affecting their business-buddy thing with DYK headmaster. What a joke, bunch of crap. Got into a heated argument with her CEO’s and her manager, and if she wasn’t supposed to leave the BW headquarters, damn them. She was already out and they couldn’t move a finger on her.

Oh and top of that she was forced to wear high heels 24/7 because of Ivory’s high class image and she couldn’t feel her toes anymore and that was bad. Not a good day to mess with her. Not a good day to try to cut the line and be smug about it. She was speechless, it really appeared that men thought they could do it all and leave it without any harm. She wanted to curse at him and yell, but she had to remember to keep her pose. But it’s Kim Jadelyn, she wouldn’t let it go like some dweeb from a Disney movie.

No.

She waited until his name was called and minutes before he could reach his coffee, she grabbed it and took a sip, glancing at him almost immediately and a sarcastic, poisonous grin appearing on her lips.“Oh, I do hope you accept my apology…baby.” she was mocking his own words, you could even taste the inaudible insult on her voice.“ And thanks for the coffee, a nice way for you to learn to not an ass.”

And just like that she left, with a stranger’s coffee on her hand, and a frown that was even bigger then before, but not before muttering ‘asshole’ under her breath.

It wasn’t hard to get under people’s skin. Nor was it out of malice for the opposite sex, or any other sort of oppressive deal people would throw caution to, just to give him some sort of excuse for bad behaviour. No, he loved to get a rise out of anyone, regardless of varying factors and their like. Gave him a thrill, a sort of rush that urged him to continue his little game, throwing risk to the wind, simply to drown in his own amusement. And for that, people were so predictable. The smallest of things could throw a person off tangent to the extent of rage. Amusing.

He’d recognised the other fairly quickly, had grown to enjoy the music her group had produced, though it didn’t mean he held any amount of love for the members of said group. No, they were as fair game as any. Thus led him to boiling the blood of their most infamous member, if headlines and articles were anything to go by. Elbows leaning on the counter as dark eyes followed her every move, tantalising in a way; only occasionally would he spare a glance to the barista working the machines, or the other stood impatiently at the register.

And oh, was she predictable. Hence he hadn’t straightened when his name was called, nor had he been shocked when his coffee was taken by another. He merely grinned that same smug grin, eyes crinkled at the corners. “Hm, it’s almost as if I can’t just order another drink from here--oh, shit, wait... Would you look at that. Barista~” the male sung, side-eyeing the other. “You technically buy a chick a drink and she can’t even stick around to say thank you. The nerve.”

It’s G again, with yet another child. Albeit this one is far more problematic than the other two, but it was to be expected. Meet Jinho! I’m currently working on a plots page, so that should be ready by the end of the day. But, under the cut, you’ll find a break down of the dude and some facts, maybe? If you guys wanna plot, hmu <3