hypnotic.

“Unnie, please tell me things that will make happy, not sad.” Audrey tried to look sad  but eventually laughed it off.  She knew eating heavy amounts of ice cream would not be good for her body or her health. “How awesome would that be, eat what you want and have no health change?”

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it came along with being the youngest, the constant worrying from the older members that is. so the smile that’s somewhat forced resting at lily’s lips is more for the older woman than an actual expression of the emotions she’s feeling right now. sadness, fear, nervousness, anger, she’s feeling it all. however, lily’s silently praying that the other buys her little act. but truthfully, she’s starting to feel it, the soreness in her neck and back. “unnie, you’re being dramatic. it was just a little fender bender. i wasn’t close to death at all.” a low, short chuckle escapes and she makes her way to the older woman who’s currenlty in the kitchen.

it definitely could have been worse, and she’s grateful that it wasn’t. if so, she probably wouldn’t have been able to opt out of going to the hospital to get checked out. due to her fear of them, she’d decided that a little ibuprofen would be all she needed. lily was more upset about her baby, her beloved vehicle, than anything else, but food would definitely brighten her mood. “is it almost ready? unnie, i’m starving!” she says, the tone of her voice a little higher than usual as her arms come up to snake around sukja’s waist, there’s a small pout at her lips as she rests her head on the female’s shoulder.

Even for Sujka, she’s overreacting. But it isn’t like it was for no reason, either. From the moment she heard of the accident her member was in, no matter how minor it was reported to be, she was launched into a panic. The older woman’s mind was instantaneously filled with flashbacks from 2012-- from when their fourth member left them, and the reasoning behind it. The miscarriage that resulted from what? A car accident. So even if it was minor as she was reassured many a time, and that hardly a hair was messed up on the maknae’s head, Sukja can’t help it when tears well up in her eyes as she fusses over her, the food she had been preparing before the other arrived having been momentarily forgotten.

He blinked at her words, ending up nodding and chuckling, giving her a big thumbs up. “Too old, too bold and too gold.” 

     should she be honest ?     “ never. ”

           —❥ Lani’s eyes were closed as she felt the other spread the face mask on her skin. She wrinkled her nose a little. She knew skincare was important but if the company didn’t remind them, she’d honestly forget. She was terribly lucky to have someone like Sukja to direct her in the proper ways of becoming a glowing goddess. She squeezed her eyes closed squealing a little as the cold liquid rested into her pores.

             ❝ Is it supposed to be this cold?  ❞ She tried not to squeak as she opened her eyes watching the focused look on the other’s face. Once she was sure the other was done, she grabbed a wooden spatula herself beginning to smear the cold, gooey substance into the other’s skin, though, she wasn’t sure why she needed it since as far as she could see, Sukja has perfect skin.

The older woman’s eyebrows were furrowed in deep concentration as she carefully smeared the face mask over the expanse of the other’s face, making sure to apply it smoothly and evenly for the best coverage she could manage. Situations like this were nearly a regular occurrence when it came to Sukja; not only was it routine for her, but if there was anyone she could ever corral into joining her, she would. And Lani just so happened to be her victim for the evening. 

“that sounds kinda creepy… but also pretty cool!” he laughs. jaehyun can’t even imagine how it is to sleep with their eyes open, much less how one can go about that. “doesn’t it sting since you don’t blink? or..” he gasps. “do you blink too?! and doesn’t that make you wake up?! wow, i have so many questions.”  

     the opinions of the other rappers in legion were something jaehwa held very dear, especially when it came to seniors such as sukja. somewhat nervously, he fumbles with the sound equipment as he nods enthusiastically. “i have one more thing- it’s just a verse, not a full track. i’m trying to really get there when it comes to writing, you know? i feel dumb to call myself a rapper if i can’t write my own stuff.”

he pauses before he hits play, turning to face the elder woman earnestly. “thanks again for listening to this, noona. i’m sure you’re really busy.”

Sukja herself had began spending a lot of time in the studio as of recently-- for what? Well she wasn’t sure. It was a combination of working on just about anything and everything, ranging from potential songs for Paragon or ones that could be used for her eventual solo debut. But in this moment her brain had stalled, rendering her unable to make any progress on what she was focusing on. So she opted to do what she always did in this situation, which was aimlessly stroll the hallways of the company in hopes something would come to her as she took her break. But before she can get very far she’s stopped and pulled into another studio for help-- not that she minded. It was nice to switch gears, even if just for a little bit.

“they didn’t have the chocolate one, this is the next best thing,” eunha replies, setting down the vanilla pastry on the table. even she was a little disappointed, but she had to make do with what she can get. besides, at this point of hunger, the aussie would eat anything. unwrapping hers, she takes a big bite, relishing in the flavor before turning back to the older female. “if you don’t want it, i’ll eat it.”

🦋► Eunha paused, having the look of a child who was just caught sneaking cookies past their bedtime. Of course her tension through her body relaxed immediately, she was just out in the hall drawing, but being asked questions suddenly always made her worry. “ U–Uh, well…I had some free time in between practices so I thought I’d come here and refresh my drawing skills. Am I not allowed here? I can totally go somewhere else! “ She said as she began to slowly close her pencil bag.

“ It’s– ” okay, maybe it was a little bit. But Sukja somehow managed to keep her face unreadable as she turned the tag over and over in her hands to look at the price, letting it drop and hang from the string it was connected to the garment by. “ It’s fine, really. Consider this as just a super early birthday present, okay? Sukja unnie is taking you out shopping and everything is on her! Who else can say that they’ve done that, hm? No one, I bet! Does this make me your favorite now, if I wasn’t already? ”

  She grinned at the other, her fingers wiggling by her sides. “No time outs!” Rory bounded her way across the dance practice room and almost slammed into the other to give her a tight hug. She was more than happy that Sukja had taken the time to stop by and check on her. She was glad to see the other, especially since she was having a hard time at the moment. With a deep breath she let the older go and sat down on the wooden floor with a light groan. “I’ve been doing this over and over again for hours and it still looks bad…what do I do?”