#dvrek

TARO STOPS to think. an overacted hmm vibrates in his throat as he contemplates what’s being asked of him- that devilish smirk painting his features before long. “hyung- i’m not really sure that all of this,” this is where he stops to gesture to himself. “can be taught. jesus performed miracles, but he didn’t teach anybody else how to do them, too, you know?”

he laughs before long, unable to keep up the jig. something in his brain whispers to him that, taro, you just compared yourself to jesus, and suddenly he feels the need to backtrack. too much? too much.

“just kiddin’.” he clarifies cheerfully, slinging his arm around his senior’s shoulders as they make their way back to the crown building, having just gone out to grab a bite for lunch. “i can give you some pointers, i guess? i’m not a great teacher.”

She was ecstatic to appear on a special airing of Weekly Idol. Being on the show meant fun and laughter, even if she was unable to participate in the random play dance during their last filming. Still, she enjoyed watching her members and interacting in other ways that showed Once more uplifting and fun sides to Twice. Despite the program being full of fun and games, a sour note settled within her when she read the following groups who would appear alongside her group. Some she knew personally and others were friendly acquaintances, but one idol sent her bad vibes each time their paths crossed. 

She never quite understood but the feelings, the glances, and the words they hardly spoke tended to be mutual. Initially she thought his behavior and attitude arose from his foreigner status but such an excuse was overused. She wanted to dismiss the amount of rumors she heard about him, but once she found out his ‘phone scandal,’ weren’t they all true? And his behavior didn’t help deny the rumors either. He was really something. 

          “  riiiiight. i totally believe that, yes.  ”   there’s a knowing smile just hinting that she knew exactly anything that left his mouth at this point was utter bullshit -- something they did relatively often, telling stories that weren’t true just to test whether the other would believe the news or not. amalie barely ever did believe in them, hers consisted of stealing animals from zoos more often than not; aka, completely hard to find true themselves. his skateboard was held by her, hooked under her left arm as they slowly make their way through the dark streets of seoul. the time was unknown, maybe around one in the morning, given they had schedules the entire day but have none tomorrow it just seemed F I T T I N G as a time to meet up. 

“ mom raised no pussy! ” she said while she resisted, holding onto the soju bottle with all her will but letting it go when he lied to her. Her drunk self couldn’t even remember how many bottles they had actually drank and believed when he said that they had drank five bottles even through they didn’t. The female got up, crossing her arms to her chest as she pursed her lips out in a pout. What? Alice pouting? Yeah. Truth was that the female would become sort of childish after few drinks. Thing that was actually really funny for those who knew how strong and mature she actually was. “ I don’t want to go home now, my home is boring. “ 

Derek? Eden knew the guy but never actually interacted beyond simple hellos, so maybe today would be the day he’d try to be more friendly. The Utopian exchanged looks with the other, greeting first, “hey, Utopian’s Eden.” did conversations with strangers, not strangers, always start awkward like this? If so then maybe he would have to change the way he approaches people. It’s still a work in progress for him.

JEALOUS MESSAGES !! – @dvrek​ ; accepting !!