#96kon

⌈❥⌉  “Psst...” Eunbi whispers to the masked stranger sitting beside her; masked as in sunglasses and a mouth mask. “I would ask someone I know for an opinion, but what do you think about the group, GFriend?” With a mischievous, quiet laugh, she thought it’d be fun to conduct a guerilla poll to find out what people thought of them.

— ❖ ‘You’re moving too much.’ June warned the male as she pressed her fingers against his shoulder, ushering him to bend forward just a tad more. Both were seated on the ground, June facing his back. A funny sight, to those who wouldn’t know what was going on, as she had the male shirtless in front of her. But not quite without a reason. For a while now, she had been pestering him and bothering him to come and help her out with this project she had. It only took her a few days until he gave in-- which was nothing to her. The tip of her brush would drag along his bare back, using his skin as her canvas, something she had wanted to do for a long time, body painting-- though this would be limited to just his back, of course. Her legs were cross and her gaze was fully focused on the beginning creation on his back. 

“Would you really...?” Kyungah stared up at the male seriously. She only has one friend that really shows how they’ll stick around for her, and be there for her and it was kind of a surprise to hear a new found friend say this too her. But Kyungah was too nice, she wouldn’t question him too much, she would just nod her head and take his word for it. “If you say you will, then you must mean it.” She smiles some and lightly hits his arm. “So... If I say someone is out to get me, would you come running and have my back? Or if I say I’m going to do something brave, would you tell me you had my back if anything happened?” She raised an eyebrow, only messing with him with all the questions she had asked, and laughs.

( ✉ baby bee ) is that how YG parties hard?( ✉ baby bee  ) you know that’s just wasting juice?( ✉ baby bee ) why did you do it anyways?

—- He stops writing midway looking up at the stranger. The others face was familiar but he couldn’t quite pinpoint from where. “Sure” He hands out the one he was using, deciding that his accounting could wait a bit more.