* ᴇᴛʜᴇʀᴇᴀʟ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ.

"Hey, it's okay. They won't find you here."

"You don't have to tell me anything. You just have to relax."

"Shh. It's okay. I won't let go of you."

"Have you been crying? What's wrong?"

"Just listen to my voice. Breathe."

"Do you want some tea? Would that help?"

"You can tell me what's wrong. I won't judge you."

"Don't let go of my hand. I'll keep you safe."

"Are you crying? Come here. Let me hug you."

"You're going to be fine, I promise."

"Here, you can snuggle under my blanket. I'll protect you."

"We can stay here until you feel better. I don't mind."

"Just take a breath. Tell me what happened."

"They won't be able to reach you here, I swear."

"No, no, no don't cry! It'll be okay!"

"I brought you a (drink). Are you feeling better?"

"I brought you a cookie. Now, I demand the payment of one smile."

"There's nothing here. You're safe."

"Isn't that just kick-you-in-the-crotch-spit-on-your-neck fantastic?"

"I wanna quit the gym!"

"I wanna quit the bank!"

"You big tree..."

"How you doin'?"

"Wax the door shut. We're never leaving, ever."

"We were on a break!"

"I'm not great at the advice...can I interest you in a sarcastic comment?"

"I tell people secrets, it makes them like me."

"[name] doesn't share food!"

"Three failed marriages, two illegitimate children....the personal ad writes itself."

"Well I couldn't tell her I was naked. She's allowed to see me naked."

"Why does anybody have to be naked?"

"Because, sometimes after you sleep with someone, you have to kill a fish."

"Are you sure you peed on the stick right?"

"It's not that common. It doesn't happen to every guy. And it is a big deal!"

"No one ever listens to me. When the package is this pretty, no one cares what's inside!"

"Oh my God. You still have feelings for me, don't you?"

"In my defense, it was dark, and he was a very pretty guy!"

"Whoa, whoa, kindergarten flashback."

"Whoa, whoa, prom night flashback."

"Awww. Oh no, wait a minute. I have no one!"

"I have no idea what's going on but I'm excited."

"I'm so excited I may vomit."

"Hey, if we were in prison, you guys would be like my bitches."

"It was 18 pages. Front and back!"

"You're my lobster."

"Stick out your tongue."

"Take off your shirt!"

"Yeah, I know it must be important to you when you start chattering like a monkey."

"You know what they say, ask your slippers a question...you're going crazy."

"Did you see the kid on that nose?"

"We saw them doing it through the window. Actually, we saw them doing it up against the window."

"Crossed the line? You're so far past the line! The line is a dot to you!"

Cold OR Hot

Envy OR Lust

Blunt OR Tactful

Dreamer OR Realist

Impulsive OR Planner

Stubborn OR Flexible

Sociable OR Isolated

Lazy OR Hard-working

Half empty OR Half full

High energy OR Low energy

Dependent OR Independent

Eloquent OR Rough around the edges

Sees what they want OR Sees what is there

The evening is lackluster with his shortage of energy and the inability to practice for the day due to his previous ankle injury, and so he has found haven in the corner of the practice room, whilst the others continue to go over some choreography as he watches from afar. Of course, the text message he had received had stolen his attention, and as he blinks down at the words on the screen, he’s soon relieved to earn confirmation that those affectionate words weren’t aimed towards him, though they had briefly caused the tips of his ears to flush red.

[ sms →   수정아 ]:   ah, i’m disappointed… ㅋㅋㅋ

He’s only teasing her, of course, as he tends to do, and while he’s tempted to leave his messing around at that, he soon continues on with mischief sparkling within his irises, glad that the other members are too busy to pay him any attention.

[ sms →   수정아 ]:  i thought you had fallen for me during our photoshoot.  ㅠㅠ

  Hearing her phone go off brought anticipation that the sender didn’t want to ignore her. When she had found out who had sent the previous message Krystal couldn’t believe what she had done. Sending such an affection message by mistake, to someone she had been close with made her dread reading his reply. Grabbing her phone, she let out a breath, opening it she scanned over the contents briefly—knowing he was teasing her in his response. She let out a small chuckle, low enough so nobody could hear before quickly typing away on her keys.

( sms » 이태민 ) : Oppa? Jeez I should have known it was you. ㅉㅉ ( sms » 이태민 ) : I don’t think so, I was a third wheel with Jongin there. ㅋㅋ

   After sending her reply she thought back to the photoshoot—it had been quite a while since they had contacted each other and individual activities gave little chance’s for her to meet up with label mates. So it had been awkward on set; or so Krystal thought. They were both best friends and despite the awkward atmosphere, she did enjoy joking around with them on set. With that in mind, she began typing once more on her keys playfully.

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