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Jo Eunae | Singer-Songwriter | 100905

Faerie by day, Songwriter by night. 

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Open to plotting and pre-established relationships.

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Yao Mingming | 050197 | General

Having moved on from Pledis and Seventeen, Mingming found himself training under FNC. It was definitely a big change of scenery, and left him missing his previous band mates. But it had been time for a change, and FNC held just what he needed to pursue his dream. 

Ji Sumin | 030394 | Half-Fae

"Little grey fairy tales, And little white lies…"

Sumin’s been on her own for a long time now — but that doesn’t mean she’s used to it. She’s suppressed her abilities and her being from anyone she’s known her whole life. Think you can change that?

"…Everything you exhale, Is attracting flies."

ZHANG YIXING | 22 | SHAPESHIFTER

Nights were hard. Days were worse. Pretending to be a human was not. 

But being alone…? That took its toll.

Won’t you be my friend?

And now I’m comfortable, you’re comfortable, we’re here in bed together, and nothing else really matters. My hand rubs over your your shoulders, giving a gentle squeeze as I keep you close to me, kissing your forehead. I purse my lips at the question, then shake my head. “Nothing fun. Just a lot of meetings, reviewing the projects, signing a lot of papers…”

"That sounds boring..." I mumble, a small yawn escaping my lips. "I'm sorry you to go through that... I'd have fallen asleep in a meeting. I wouldn't do good as a business man. I'd be fired on the first day..." I joke, chuckling softly against your chest. 

I can’t believe how ridiculous you are. Like a mother hen, hovering and worrying about me and my every little concern. It’s adorable, and you seem to think you’re so sneaky. Precious. I laugh softly, watching as you get the clothes, lifting an eyebrow as you begin to undress me, all by your own will. I should’ve known you’d be too sweet to just let me lay here in a suit.

With the fact that you're not stopping me from helping you get comfortable I'm content. Content that you're back here, where you should be. Content that I can talk to you again. Content with just lying here, Content that even though your job calls for you to sometimes take extended periods of time away from here, you always come back to me. 

I watch as you shift, frown slightly when I can no longer feel your body’s warmth against my side, and resist the urge to tug you back down. It’ll happen, of course, the cuddling and kisses and just holding you that I miss so much when I’m away. I just need to let it happen. My heart breaks a little at your words, and I’m quiet for a second as you return to your rightful place, curled as close to me as two bodies can get.

Realising the kind of clothes you're clad in makes me frown, and I stealthily reach over to the drawers beside the bed, pulling out some sweats of yours, laying them behind me. "You must be uncomfortable..." I mumble, already unbuttoning your shirt and tugging it over your shoulders, pulling a top out from behind me. "Put these on instead, then we can cuddle more comfortably." I grin, pecking your lips once.