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everything is colors and life is beautiful | jiseok and junhong
"Are you sure that you want to try this?" Jiseok asked in an amused tone, his body uncomfortably close to Junhong's so that the younger male could hear him over the music in the club, vibrations from the bass traveling from the floor, straight up his spine. The atmosphere had Jiseok's eagerness at an alarming height and he ran the pads of his fingers over the outlines of the pills in his pocket as he stood, ready to try a new experience with his new friend. For a man that had done a lot of crazy things in his life, Jiseok had yet to put any drugs in his body and while most first-timers felt anxious or terrified, he was buzzing with excitement, teeth bared as he wore a goofy grin.
Jiseok didn't care to wait for an answer and he pulled a glass of water from the bar and held it between them, his free hand fishing the small bag of pills from his tight jean pocket--ecstasy, a very rare find in the area. He shielded the bag from the vision of others, opening it one-handed with shaky fingers, fumbling with the contents with shaky fingers while he swallowed down a faint voice, completely deaf to any part of him that still had any doubt about the night ahead.
"Okay, I hear that you should only take one for your first time, but I bought a couple of extra in case these are weak," Jiseok said quickly, working one of the pills to the palm of his hand, holding it at his side, nodding down to it so that Junhong could grab it easily. "I also hear that we shouldn't drink any alcohol with it, so it's going to be water and juice for the night. I hope that doesn't disappoint you. I think you'll have a great time, though. You made the right choice," he added in the last sentence and he smirked at how wrong that was, completely aware of his own flaw-filled personality. If only Junhong had seen the poison oozing out of Jiseok's pores before he had gotten close.
There were a lot of loud people and as much as Jiseok would have enjoyed the liveliness of the party, he felt uncomfortable as he watched Yubin across the apartment, chatting with some guy she had just met--the owner of the apartment, Jiseok and Kevin's neighbor. Jiseok could never recall the other male's name as many times as he tried, champagne flute in hand as his mind desperately tried to swim in the alcohol, flapping its arms wildly and trying to save rational thought from the demon that had already manifested from the night's drinks. Jiseok was well past the drunk point and he repeatedly sipped at the glass, letting his drunken thoughts fester as the party went on around them. His door was merely a few steps down the hallway, but he kept a close eye on Yubin, slightly jealous that she had been giving her attention to others.
Jiseok made a few small steps forward, nonchalantly looking around the room, purposely keeping himself from eye contact with Yubin as he inched his way closer to where she stood with his neighbor. The lyricist came up with a list of excuses as to why the two of them should leave and he kept them hostage at the tip of his tongue, ready for his time to convince the female that the apartment down the hallway was where they should be, away from whatever-his-name-is and his gaudy champagne flutes and faux intellectual friends who hardly spoke of anything with substance. It might have been the alcohol that was making these observations, but Jiseok accepted these as truths, giving in to the demon that pushed him further towards Yubin, extending his arm for him and forcing him to grasp her arm.
"Yubin, baby!" he greeted her with fake sweetness, voice still low and husky, the vibration of his vocal chords more evident than usual as his inebriation made his lips move around the syllables in an exaggerated manner. He shot a hateful glance to the male and then looked back to Yubin, lips pulling into a crooked smile as he nudged his head towards the front door. "Don't you think we should go?"
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(text to: kim hyuna) You were hopping around like a little girl. You have a boyfriend now, obviously, or at least someone that you like. How's that going for you?
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I am dropping all current Jiseok paras, except for the one with Mina. I just need to have a little more movement with Jiseok right now and I don't have much muse for the little things he had going on. If you would like to start a new para or r/s line, that would be perfect. I plan to start a whole batch of paras this week.
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Taewoon and Hyuna
Studio Collaboration
Hyuna feat. Ilhoon - Unripe Apple
Jiseok couldn't say no to someone like Hyuna, even if he tried his hardest to do so. She was just as sweet as she was beautiful and although she was a minor, the male couldn't help but feast his eyes on her body--his hands were well trained and aside from the occasional brush of their fingers when passing along the lyrics sheet, skinship was rather minimal, which would be an odd sight for anyone that knew Jiseok for any amount of time. He was just being cautious and practicing his restraint. It was actually a good experience for someone with such low moral value.
Hyuna had suggested that the two record in her high school, but the male didn't waste any time in declining the offer, finding it more comfortable to record in his own room (with the door open, of course) without the countless number of teenage girls roaming around him. Jiseok didn't feel the desire to step foot into a high school and the thought made him cringe (as if he weren't reminded on Hyuna's age whenever they were around other people). He was relieved when she had accepted his counteroffer and he even cleaned up the studio to be presentable to her--a thanks for not bringing him any pain.
However, regardless of the younger female's age, she was a very skilled artist and when it came to recording, she had very few mistakes. Jiseok kept a close eye on her sound levels as she sang and nodded along with the beat, giving the occasional smile to her movements as she gushed with emotional energy. The lyrics seemed to speak to her as if she were experiencing love and Jiseok felt slightly envious of her passion. He had never felt anything even closely resembling love and he wasn't even sure of where one would house such feelings for one person when there were many out there to be desired.
Regardless of his personal feelings towards the subject of love, It was hard to keep a smile from his face and even harder for him to keep from laughing out loud from her hand gestures--tiny hearts that she made with her fingers, pumping them forward to symbolize her heart beating. It was childish, but it fit the lyrics that she sang, and even though she was bursting with movement, everything had been perfect--with the exception of a couple of lines that could be easily re-recorded or even altered, but weren't anything of importance at the moment.
The song was over just as soon as it began, or that's how it seemed when she pulled the headphones from herself, her expectant look snapping Jiseok out of whatever thoughts he was having at the moment--random thoughts of his friend, Yubin. Her words almost went past him, but he caught them just in time, nodding while taking his own headphones off, eager to tell her good things about her first session in his studio, his lips curving into a smile--an odd expression that looked out of place on the normally rough looking male.
"You have serious talent, Hyuna," Jiseok commented, standing up from his spot in front of the desk, allowing her to sit in his place. He moved to the microphone and looked down to her as he adjusted the headphones on himself again. "You should come to my studio more often. It's really fun to record you. You have a lot of energy," he adjusted the height of the microphone to his own height, well above that of Hyuna's. "Just hit play there and I'll lay down my verse, then we can go over a couple of your lines again before we get to the mixing."
Within a few moments, he heard the beat through his headphones, Hyuna's voice playing along with it, sounding good even before they put the finishing touches on the song. He waited until his spot in the song and smirked, feeling the tingling at the tip of his tongue and the recording eagerness that he always had just before his bars came up.
Oops was I rushing it, was I too rash?
I’m worried that you’ll treat me like a naive fool
That you’ll see me like a young child
Still I’m relieved after hearing you say this is your first too
But I still feel a little weird like
Shall I say it feels like I’m being tricked
Oops!
Walking ahead of the male, Mina had no idea that his eyes were currently crawling all over her body, taking in every curve and sway of her hips as she walked towards the counter top to set down the plate. Mina had dealt with her fair share of playboys, if that was what this boy was. In fact, she used to actively partake in an arrangement with one, when she had not been in the mood for a boyfriend but needed certain things taken care of that she was not satisfied with just doing for herself. So she was no stranger and it surely wouldn’t take her long to see that this Jiseok was not the kind of guy that she would want to get to know too well, unless she needed a little help between the sheets. As it was with where she was in her life, her thoughts were completely free of such feelings.
She lifted the top of the container, making sure that everything inside had traveled well and didn’t spill. The japchae looked perfect, the braised chicken too, and the sides of garlic stems, mushrooms, and fishcake had stayed in their proper containers as well. Smiling, Mina replaced the cover on top and finally met eyes with the male that had let her into Kevin’s, and apparently his, apartment. He was certainly handsome but there was a look in her eye that she was familiar with and she wasn’t sure how long she wanted to stay in his company if it was just her. The next thing that she noticed was that he had taken out utensils. At first, she thought he was simply being nice and preparing things for when Kevin came back, but after a few more seconds, she had the feeling that she was mistaken.
"Oh" She nodded, understanding the explanation he had given for how he knew Kevin. She didn’t realize that Kevin had a roommate, but she supposed that it made sense. Things were expensive in Seoul on your own was basically impossible if you didn’t already have the help from family or something to get you by, as was the case in Mina’s situation. "Well… I met Kevin online. We became friends that way and then we met up in person for the first time a few weeks ago." She explained, wondering if that was a good enough explanation for him. There was really nothing more to it. She supposed he wanted juicy details, judging from the hungry way he seemed to be looking at her. "So, yeah, he’s a friend of mine and he bought me coffee not long ago and wouldn’t let me pay him back so I thought I’d cook him this as a thank you." She felt the need to add that, to get into the air that this food was for Kevin.
"Oh, cool," Jiseok commented, half listening to the female speak as he examined the food carefully, not sure of where to begin--because, of course, he was going to dive right into that snack with no shame whatsoever. The details of Mina and Kevin's relationship flew right past him and he just nodded, sure that most of the words were lies. A pretty girl didn't travel alone to an attractive male's home to deliver food at night if there were just friendly feelings between the two of them and Jiseok was well aware that the two had to have known each other in another sense--biblical, perhaps? When his fingers were close enough to the containers, he dropped his sneaky act and opened them one by one, holding the utensils with his dominant hand, ready to strike.
"So you met your boyfriend online," he repeated the words that he was sure that he heard, assuring her that he was listening, even though his word choice would suggest otherwise. The lyricist had already envisioned the progression of their relationship in his mind and he was quite pleased with his roommate, who didn't show to be anything more than a nice and quiet guy--now he was a ladies' man with quite the taste. "He bought you something, you brought him something. That's cute. Do you drop by here at night often or what?" the look on Mina's face had suggested that she had not seen the inside of their apartment, but Jiseok had seen acting similar to hers before.
Without another word, he pinched off a few noodles, helping himself to them, disregarding the female's story about the coffee. He was aware that they belonged to Kevin, but he was under the impression that he should be entitled to some of the food that comes through the front door.
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