#247cindy

ben haenow starters — closed!

“they are, aren’t they?” wonho mused, bringing his wine glass to his lips before draining the liquid. the drink caused more of a tickling sensation than anything, after becoming an avid drinker since early teens— perhaps even late childhood. his parents didn’t stop him from doing much. then again, it seemed his “parents” were the cause of many problems he had to date. 

“family is family, dear cousin,” he said, throwing a grimace over his shoulder as he poured himself another drink from his personal bar. he had invited cindy over when she had complained of not seeing his face in ages and frankly, he was glad he wasn’t spending yet another evening alone at home. sometimes the silence spoke loud to him. 

○ four word.prompts ; accepting

send one of these in my askbox to see how my muse reacts

[ txt — dumbo ] yeah yeah mom i’m eating tons i swear

[ txt — dumbo ] isn’t it obvious? i’m her favorite child (◡‿◡✿)and i’m not even her child (◡‿◡✿) but i’ll give her a call, thanks for the reminder i miss her

[ txt — dumbo ] and send some my way yes! i can never refuse auntie’s cooking! @_@

[ txt — dumbo ] sorry, i don’t miss you kiddo :)

━ ❝ cindy & daniel ❞

he slowly asphyxiated. saturday was coming to an end and daniel couldn’t feel any more relieved━ more free. 

unfortunately, he had been caught up with yet another business meeting. four hours wasted, he thought. four, long hours gone like his unfathomable interest. he was never able to pinpoint the purpose of business meetings. he concluded that such meetings existed for old, fat men that simply found pleasure━ power, even, in the mere sense of self-pleasure as they continued to banter back and forth between whom had a more efficient strategy. or how the other was making millions within seconds, crediting their skillful tactics of marketing. to say that daniel was a cocky bastard would be an understatement around these men. which, ironically, made his ego grow undeniably. 

“stupid asses,” he merely uttered out from under his breath, flashes of the wearisome meeting occurring to his memory as he then shook off the mere thought. “i should’ve called in sick.” it was quite hilarious to see the latter boast about how he enjoyed his oh-so amazing job as a business man, especially when he’s the one complaining and ranting about how pathetic such conferences were every time he was invited. perhaps he was lying to himself. but of course, being the stubborn latter is he, daniel would never admit that. 

tugging at the black tie that seemed to suffocate his throat, he became a tired mess as he approached the entrance of the gated community. upon reaching his floor, the numbers of each corridor had flew past his cloudy hues. it was until the mere sight of a specific condo that had caught his attention, 205.

○ Angst starters ; accepting 

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Music Bank had always been one of his dreams, so when the group had been asked to perform because they were having their first comeback was pretty amazing. And they jumped at the opportunity because it would help to make them more popular, and relevant.  But For some reason, he always got a little nervous when having to preform on stages such as Music bank because a lot of people would be watching. And if you messed up it would probably stay with you forever, and he really really didn't want that. So after SILVER’s performance on the stage, Jongsuk decided he’d break away from the others - mainly to calm his nervous and release extra energy he had - and go exploring, promising to come-back before they were next due on. 

What he didn't expect to find was a certain someone who just so happened to be performing on the same day - talk about coincidence. So when he hears her name being called out by someone else, his ears prick up, and he turns to see where she could be. It was almost funny that they wee to meet here, when they hadn't seen each other in ages. Ever since he upped and left Korea for Japan where we would get a clean slate, his scandal forgotten and his music career on the go. Which is what happened, ish. 

His eyes seem to brighten up, a wide toothy grin taking over his face when he finally spots her. And she looks exactly the same as when they knew each other in school. Really the only thing that had changed for the two of them was that they were both idols and were successful. His tone is chirpy when he calls out after her. “Cindy!” he calls out, as he hurriedly walks over to her. 

@247cindy

“i’m on the way to your house so you better be there wearing pjs and ready to eat the ice cream”

it’s been a while since belle received that message from cindy and honestly it made her laugh. she was one of the few people who knew about her moving back to seoul after her years in the states. belle being a volley ball player and part of the school orchestra and cindy being a cheerleader and a part of choir meant the two spent lots of time in the same area, which ultimately let them to become friends.

when the intercom rang informing the arrival of her guest aka cindy. very quick and belle really had no problems with it. she was just working on some paperwork for her business so nothing fun. spending some time with her now idol friend. their only face to face contact was when they were working out a contract for cindy being one of the models for the ads to promote effleurer.