#backnforth

“Of course you can, cutie.” Minho smiles warmly and steps in closer to the smaller female. His arms wrap around her tiny frame for a warm embrace, giving her the best comfort he possibly could. “I know how hard it is waiting to release new music. I think our group knows it better than most, heh. You’re always welcome to come talk to me about it anytime but don’t fret. You will release a full album soon enough and it’ll be great!”

“well… if you’re not wearing that, then wear nothing? be naked? not like.. i would care?” he grinned with a shrug. after they had been outside for a coffee it had started to rain. at first only slightly but then it had ended up in a downpoor and since kwangryul’s place had been closer they had decided to head over there, not really wanting to part because of the rain, but as they had arrived both were soaking wet so kwangryul did the only good and nice thing he could and offered to the other to wear some of his clothes. it wasn’t even that he gave the other worn clothes but freshly washed ones. not understanding how someone could be so picky over clothes.

“why you like that?” he groaned before he nudged her slightly. “all i didn’t tell you was that i own a puppy that lives with my parents at the moment. it wasn’t even something big.” kwangryul groaned before he sat down on the sofa. why were women that complicated to deal with?

with the exclaim from the female that kwangryul could hear behind him he turned around in shock. “what?!” he questioned her, a bit annoyed at the fact that she would just scream. how did she come in here anyways? “oh..” kwangryul, who just remembered in that moment that he wasn’t wearing any clothes. right after the showed he had thrown the towel to the bed after drying off and was only holding boxerbriefs in his hands. quickly he covered himself up. “why did you even come in here?” 

“Borrow not steal! I’ll be keeping count miss.”

       A loud screaming followed by the older female’s words and she jumped back on the bed, right where she was standing before after she found a little creature somewhere in the corner. It was still a mystery how a big girl like her ( mentally she was supposed to be a big girl ) was scared of spiders. Small creatures with eight legs were scarier than any bad guy she has seen in movies and caused her to scream from the top of her lungs. Honestly, sometimes she just wanted to laugh at herself whenever she calmed down and realized how stupid she might have looked.

❝Aaahhh, get rid of it, unnie!❞ Her voice was louder than usual and she was sure the neighbors were thinking there was a murderer in the house because of her constant screaming, yelling Jisoo to be the brave one and get rid of the spider. Pretty sure there would be people laughing at her if they didn’t know how she despised spiders. But in that moment, she didn’t care. She just wanted the bloody spider to be gone and out of the room. Alive or dead. Woohee didn’t care.

Regardless of their size and type, Jisoo hated insects. That’s it. She hated their creepy movements and the way their presence still lingered on her skin if they ever touched her. She absolutely hated them. But her hatred was in no way comparable to Woohee’s fear- if it wasn’t for the eight-legged monster on the wall, Jisoo would probably be laughing her head off.