#;r.

(SMS → 여신💕) just a sudden thought i got ㅋㅋㅋㅋ (SMS) don’t worry, unnie! (SMS) let’s keep it up with our nightly skincare routines and we’ll for sure never get any wrinkles and lines until we hit the age of 60

...I think I’m starting to go blind--

— (#나너좋아해) —  A snort escaped Euijin at his choice of words. They had been classmates in high school so she knew plenty about him--from his habits to his interests to his life as a trainee. “I’ve seen worse moments coming from you, Jeon Wonwoo,” she replied with a sly grin making itself onto her expression, “you’re already asleep most of the time and it seems like you’re napping while you walk around too--talk about a multitasker!” The teasing and jabs came naturally from her as that was just one of the many things she’d show to people she was comfortable with. Her hand came up to give his shoulder a pat before speaking once more: “Don’t worry, I know when to keep my mouth shut.”

  — (#나너좋아해) —  His reply to her soon made her fee a tinge of jealousy. There wasn’t much time for her to grab her violin and play given that her group’s constantly in the practice room. Unlike Henry, the show they both were in had been her only chance to play an instrument thus far. “About six, seven years ago?”, she told him while her head tilted to the side as she gave it more thought, “yeah, around that long ago. My sister’s a professional violinist so my parents pushed for me to learn it too.” Euijin’s family was extremely musically-inclined--her father knew how to play the guitar, her mother sung. She felt grateful to have had the chance to somewhat showcase her skills but a part of her wished she had just as many chances as the older idol. “It’d be nice to play again...”

— (#나너좋아해) —  Euijin was relieved Wendy had the same idea as her. The cafe was jam-packed and hopefully whoever loomed near them wouldn’t be able to find them anymore. As the older idol busied herself with contacting her manager, she chose a table for them that wasn’t near any windows. Wearing a cap, scarf, and face mask seemed to not do much to hide the older girl’s popularity. “I’ll just...order us some drinks,” she muttered softly before telling the waiter that approached them their order of drinks.

(SMS → LEAH) i’m on a diet. (SMS) and i’m not willing to get scolded by my manager. (SMS) maybe i’ll think about forgiving you if you get me a cat. (SMS) or a pair of socks. (SMS) or a bouquet of flowers. (SMS) or all three.

— (#나너좋아해) —  “A small flu can always turn into a big flu!”, she replied as her arms crossed in front of her chest. Although she probably has no right to nag him, she still found herself doing so. Euijin was always worrying for her friends--younger ones, especially--since she’s the usual “mom friend” everyone has. The winter that they’re going through had been a lot more rough on their country than usual. She couldn’t help but breathe down people’s necks and constantly ask about their health or tell them to take their aily vitamins. Moonbin’s remark to help calm her worries sadly didn’t go anywhere. “You should’ve said something earlier,” she sighed out while handing him a pack of Kleenex she always carried in her bag, “blow your nose, Moonbin...and did you drink medicine? I have something with me right now if you didn't.”