love story

now that he officially told her that they could take a break, dasom slouched back against the wall with a sigh. “can we order food while taking a break? i was thinking fried chicken would be nice, and i’ll pay and everything,” she suggested, placing a hand over her stomach as if to feign being starving. really, it was just something to distract from having to return to practicing. her voice sounded fine and it wasn’t like liberty was going to be giving burnout a comeback any time soon.

“ah~ got it! i used to be the same way when i was younger, but the taste of alcohol is just something that you learn to get used to, honestly.” she assured, giving mandy a small smile. mixed drinks were fun and all, but they packed on the calories, so it was often something that she would tend to avoid. “don’t worry, i’ll find something that you’ll like”

“ah, dear child, that’s why you build up your tolerance!” dasom pointed out with a small laugh. “also the fine art of learning what alcohol makes you puffy and which don’t. like beer is one of the worst to drink, you’ll be all bloated the next day and it packs on the calories. but a lot of other stuff is fine!”

“maybe just a bob. i’m a little afraid of doing anything shorter.. i’m not sure that it would look good on me. my face has been so round lately,” she sighed, squishing her cheeks with her hands for a second. she really needed to get back into the habit of working out more consistently instead of just at practice hours. “of course it would be cool, it’d be on me! i’m just weighing the options of how angry the stylists would be with me”

at the suggestion, dasom sighed softly because she had been expecting as much. not that she blamed byul though. if the position was reversed, she probably would be doing the same thing, even though right now she didn’t see any problem with getting something to drink. it’d only be one or two bottles for the night, but it was fine. “i’m sure that it’ll taste just like any other cream soda that we’ve tried, y’know? but alright, let’s find out”

“personally, i will not rest until burnout has a comeback in suits. and i mean actual suits, not ones with frilly fabric and nonsense added,” she sighed wistfully. deja vu had come so close, but not quite as close as she was hoping for. as if their concept wasn’t enough of an attention grabber, she was sure that a girl group in suits would grab more than enough attention too. plus, dasom absolutely agreed with the sentiment that women looked hot in suits.

hearing her name being yelled, dasom stopped in her tracks and spun around to find the voice’s owner. and once she did, she definitely had to steel her nerves for as the other girl came over to her. she didn’t particularly have anything against minji, she was nice enough most of the time, but there was always something sharp behind her smiles and hard behind her words. dasom wasn’t quite sure what it was, but she just didn’t care to be around the other girl for too long, but she could put on a happy face and deal with it for the time being. it was how she got through some interviews and varieties two years ago, after all. “your guess would be as good as mine, unfortunately. i don’t even think i’ve heard whispers about the company planning to give us anything yet. which is a _crime_, in my personal opinion. but hopefully it’ll be before summer ends at least”

“it’s probably for some.. air of professionalism or whatever.” dasom rolled her eyes as she said it. it seemed silly. it was the same standard with idols too; they could wear an outfit in a music video or on a stage, but the moment they would wear something similar out on the street, they’d be getting negative articles written about them before the fansites could even post the preview pictures. “if it’s any consolation, i think you looked really good in it.”

“photocards? some people do, but i doubt a lot of them do” dasom assured, shrugging in return. she figured that a little white lie was acceptable to help preserve his feelings a little bit. she’d seen the online sites for trading and selling photocards, and she thought it was a little ridiculous. all of those pictures could be printed out at home for a fraction of the cost, but she figured to each their own. more photocards being in circulation meant that more albums were being sold, which helped the group’s case. but in this instance, she could pretend that they were most useless little pieces of plastic “but hey come on, you should be more excited for the album release!”

admittedly, dasom did pout a little bit as limmy pointing out that she had schedules in less than twelve hours, but she eventually just nodded and straightened out again now that she’d had her moment. it was probably for the best, she knew all of the statistics (even if she wasn’t going to be one, she knew that for sure). “okay, we just have to be careful not to drink too much of it then! i don’t want to be puffy tomorrow, now that i remember the schedules”

“hey, i do not sound like that! you made me sound like a twelve year old!” dasom yelled, trying not to laugh as she reached over to shove eunji’s shoulder. “besides, i think that i liked youngmi.. i didn’t know what it was like to live in a house and share a bathroom with her, you know,” she pointed out, sticking her tongue out at her sister. all joking aside though, of course she loved eunji more than anything and took every moment possible to brag about her successful little sister on varieties. it was practically her staple comment at this point.

heaving out a sigh, dasom leaned back against the closest wall possible as she stared back at ohkyung. while she understood that it was his job to be harsh, this was one of those days that she just didn’t want to be here. or anywhere besides buried under the covers of her bed, actually. but these type of days were the only ones where she sometimes found herself wanting again, so as annoying as it was, lessons were a welcome distracting moment. sometimes. she wasn’t so sure that this was one of those welcome moments.”not really,” she admit with another sigh, “but i feel like you’re going to tell me that it needs to be ran through again, aren’t you?”

gaze sliding up towards the now repaired ceiling, dasom just laughed a little bit. she wasn’t too surprised that was where seulgi’s mind had went during that particular problem, just amused. getting into producing music was something that she had briefly thought about doing, but she wasn’t sure if she’d ever actually get into it. she was pretty content with being the best singer that she could for now.. maybe it was something that she would pursue when it got closer to burnout’s career to fizzling out. “well did you ever get a recording of it? maybe it’s not too late to put it into some cool... synth sounding song where they dance in a rainy music video!”

frowning softly, dasom tilted her head out of confusion “wait, really?” she questioned as she stared at the other girl. she had just been trying to be nice, only to be met with this. this was one of the lingering downsides to her previous problem, if that’s what this was about at all. she’d been clean for close to two years now, and even still her problem hadn’t been that bad to begin with. it seemed pointless for people to be warning rookies and trainees about being in her proximity. it wasn’t like she was going to try to lure them into a life of ruin and debauchery.

“tall women are powerful and will probably take over the world eventually,” dasom assured with a hum. that wasn’t a future that she saw for herself because she was average height at best, but she’d always thought that people being afraid of tall girls was stupid. she had never once seen a tall woman that wasn’t breathtakingly beautiful, so the stereotype was ridiculous to her. if she ever was going to date a girl, she was pretty sure that she’d want someone who was tall enough to reach the high shelves and that would make it possible to wear her tall heels. “i vote that you ignore the stylist!”

“honestly, i probably would have tried to take it anyways. especially because it was such a look!” it seemed ridiculous that they wouldn’t let her keep the outfit. for one, she doubted that it would ever be used for anything again besides collecting dust in some storage space. secondly, it wasn’t like it was something that could never be worn in a casual setting like a lot of burnout’s stage or music video outfits. she could definitely see the other girl wearing it literally anywhere else. 

“a drop is a drop though! what if i hit my head and like, forgot everything that i ever learned? think of the poor fans!” dasom teased, reaching one of her hands up to be able to pinch his cheek a bit. it was sometimes weird to her how he could have as many muscles as he did and still have such soft cheeks. she just grinned as he called her tiny though- that was a fact that she had long since come to terms with, given that almost all of her siblings were taller than her. as he spun around though, dasom let out a laugh and shifted to hold onto him tighter. despite all of the jokes about dropping her, and while she did trust bobby, there was still a very small part of herself that was worried that she would get dropped one of these days. it was only a matter of time, if she knew anything about how the universe worked. “i mean it when i say that i’ll have to sit down to watch those movies one of these days. even though there’s like.. ten? there’s a lot of them.” she snorted. she prided herself in never seeing a single star wars movie, but if she was going to do it for anybody, it’d be him. “that’s an anime, right? i haven’t watched it but i’ve at least heard about it! and really? and is he actually cute this time, or is this going to be like the last anime boy you showed me? he wasn’t cute at all!”