cosmic princess

Brows raised at the older’s reaction, she broke into a satisfied grin upon hearing the other concede to her ideas, or at least partially doing so. “That’s not what we agreed on! I can’t be the only one being treated-- besides, wouldn’t it be fishy if I was given special treatment and my members weren’t? What do you guys say in your group? Seven or never? It’s the same with us! ...but thirteen!” she laughed, eyes crinkling into small crescents as she shook her head, unconsciously mirroring him doing the same. “If you wanna treat me and me alone, then my members probably shouldn’t know about it, right? So they don’t feel left out and all, I mean...” 

maybe you just... naturally have a way with words? even when you’re not trying, it just comes out that way! you’re one of them too though! i feel like you’ve been blonde for... just about as long as i’ve known you-- were you born blonde? it really seems like it. as for me... i don’t know, honestly. i started out a bit iffy on the brown, but i’ve turned around on it and have actually come to like it now! but sometimes i still really miss the blonde, but... ah-- there you go again! i’m just a little... conscious about it, okay? i can’t decide, and your smooth talk isn’t helping!

always a charmer, aren’t you, oppa? but honestly-- you’re not the first person to tell me that you prefer the blonde... and now i’m really considering actually going back. should i? what do you think? does the blonde really suit me better than the brown does?

Though she’d been promised by the other that the laundry would be done by the time she’d woken up, part of her wasn’t the least bit surprised that it remained unfinished. Upon finding the other girl, she called out to her, eyes narrowing as she listened to her excuse. “You promised the same thing last week! At this point we’re gonna run out of clothes to wear!” Completely untrue, though it was worth using as a reason nonetheless. “Come on, I already did it last time! You won’t get out of this so easily!”

Though she was easy going most of the time, it wasn’t too uncommon for her more stern and motherly side to come about. This was one of those situations. Despite the two of them being summer babies, and even the same horoscope no less, Jiyeon seemed to have a much lower tolerance for the cold than the younger girl. As the other began to wander off, the heat being provided by her body left as well, and Jiyeon could once again feel the cold air settling in around her. She didn’t mean to take such a scolding tone, and as the other nestled back in close to her, she felt it was only right to make amends. Lifting a hand, she ran it across the top of the younger’s head, petting her gently and flashing her a gentle smile. “Good girl,” she cooed with a soft laugh, hugging the younger girl’s side, “Here, I’ll try and keep you warm too.”

Contrary to popular belief, I am still very much alive, if a bit inactive (”a bit” being a massive understatement at this point). BUT, I’m going to try my best to become active again. Gonna do my best to get through my unattended drafts/asks in what free time I have, but if you wanna contact me elsewhere, I’m on Twitter @cosmickjy, on AIM @pretty.kr and on Peach as well @pretty_kr. 

“Oppa, what kind of fan do you take me for! I’ve listened to... most of it...” she immediately averted her gaze from his, lifting a hand to her mouth as she cleared her throat. “Hey though! You might’ve been part of my inspiration to pursue a role in my group as a... Daegu rapper,” the last two words came out in the best English she could muster, a bit of attitude accompanying the words to fit the role she described. “I’m MC KB! I showed off some of my rapping a while back on a radio show! You better watch out, oppa. I’ll be coming after you soon enough!”

on the subject of treating others, jiyeon was likely in the exact same boat as the older girl. being one of the older members of her own group herself, she often found herself treating younger members to treats during outings they would take, buying whatever it was that they asked for regardless of the price. to be on the receiving end of that treatment was something she wasn’t quite as familiar with, though with the insistence of the other she figured she would go along with it, she could always return the favor at a later time. “you’re a real trooper then, unnie... i can’t imagine how much coffee you had to drink on set!” she pulled the mask resting on her chin up to cover her mouth as she made her way out onto the street, making her way out to the bus stop closest to their dorm. “alright, i’ll probably be there in... twenty minutes?” she did her best to speak over any ambient noise coming over the speaker as she walked along the sidewalk, finally standing at the appointed spot to wait for the bus’s arrival. “i’ll call you when i’m outside, unnie!”

「 sms - KARD 소민 」 ah, you got that right. a group is always made with its roster in mind, so of course the puzzle it’s incomplete without all of its pieces ♥ 「 sms - KARD 소민 」 it definitely is... i have lots of girls that are under my care these days! 「 sms - KARD 소민 」 ooh, i’m looking forward to that though. i didn’t know he could sing!  「 sms - KARD 소민 」 it’s the ujungs that give me energy, even during my tired times... they’re my fuel, my vitamins! 「 sms - KARD 소민 」 that’s also true, for better or for worse... ahhh, we’re not quite there yet, i don’t think, but one day! hopefully! same goes for KARD!