he was in limbo. fingers pointed at him from time time to time, even though some times they were just mocking, yet he still didn’t have to cover entirely to blend out. not yet. he sighed a small puff of smoke, early april morning. the city was still yawning awake, some streets kept their lights open, other’s liked their blinds drawn up for the rising sun. and taehyun just liked to walk, maybe he’d catch a couple of hours of sleep between practices. 

the phone on his back pocket buzzed once, an alarm he had set for nothing in particular, maybe just watching the damn sunrise, maybe when he was too exhausted to remember what day it was. all taehyun wanted was either have some cutie under him, gasping as his teeth left marks all over them, or lock himself in the studio. that was his only two moods. and by the messages he left on read last night, maybe he could have both that day. 

rules were strict. and yes, made to be broken. so he dialed the contact he had saved as “sweet cheeks #3″ and waited for the other to pick up. which was unlikely but worth the try.

It was nice to talk to someone who trained at the same time as her and also spoke English, it was really the best of both world when it came to friends. Not to mention the shared love of dancing. This made things comfortable for her. Busy schedules kept Remi from seeing Venus too often but the times she got to spend with rarely seen friends were always cherished. 

“So...” Remi “I’ve got a weird question. No one asked this of me or anything but...do you think I should get my eyes done? Like that bottom part? I forget what it’s called. Or do you thin that’d be too obvious and people would call me fake? It’s not like I haven’t done anything already though.”

( 。° msg ⇾ twinkle eyes ✧ )

↳[ sns: kid #2 ] hey you’re like young right

                        today was one of those days when everything was chaotic and it would take lying in bed at the end of it to wonder how he survived through it. while knight’s promotions had just ended, he and his members were already preparing for another comeback. he still visited the company and the training room, choreographing and trying to hone is song writing skills which he frankly didn’t have much of in the first place. it frustrated him, but knew that not everyone could be skilled in everything despite he public expecting them all to.

                       wearing a comfortable plaid shirt, he hopped off of the van. his first stop would always be the mailbox in which letters and gifts from fans would be dropped off. a box was already organized for fans of knight, overflowing almost despite there being a few. he smiled, thinking of the thoughtfulness behind each gift. he would return later to take it with him home. the members would be pleased.

                         about to leave, he turned and was suddenly faced with a familiar individual. he couldn’t quite place his name but definitely knew he was an idol group member. it flustered him a little, seeing him there at that moment. what business did he have here? the answer lie in the envelope he saw the other holding, eyes immediately widening in recognition. he could recognize that handwriting and the envelope from far away. he kept one of the many in his bag always to read whenever he felt down.

                        “are you....are you going to drop that off?”     

He was ready for No Limit to debut. They were close, oh so close, he could almost taste it. He’d been ready for almost two years at that point, and he couldn’t help but feel a little bit bitter towards Red Light for putting No Limit on the back burner while Decypher flourished. He held no ill will towards the members individually. They were only doing their jobs and that was to be expected of them, but he could place all of his anger towards his company for being shitty. 

He knew that he wasn’t supposed to use his phone for any other reasons other than to contact family, but he figured he deserved a bit of a break. After practice he pulled out his phone, opening up his messages and pulling up a thread from a few days prior. 

( ✉️ ➝ shorty ): are you busy? want to sneak away with me for a bit? 

the taxi hand’t moved for a whipping five minutes again, an old song playing in the radio soon changing to yet an older song. hyunwoo was thankful he had remembered to carry his portable battery and yet a new one. bumper to bumper traffic had been a constant ever since the new season started and, honestly, it couldn’t be so bad to just use the public transport. if he wanted to get crowded again and be a nuisence to the people working there, yeah that was a no. 

his thumbs fumbled on the screen, the time ticking away and he was so so late. sighing he tried to relax, since there was nothing he could do. sinking in his seat he decided to call the other. dailing the number saved as “nana”, hyunwoo waited for the signal. “darling? hi, it’s me yeah. i’m kind of trapped in a traffic jam, i don’t know when i’ll get there. still wanna wait for me?”