#fmkyuri

What a good question. What did she want? It wasn’t like Sakura to creep around the apartment at night and bother her fellow members. But Kyuri was the only one out of bed. Despite all the years together, they were never close. They weren’t ever mean to each other but they unfortunately lacked a connection. It was too bad since Kyuri was among the few members Sakura truly tolerated. Perhaps it was only because they barely talked though. Other members had come and gone who both Kyuri and Sakura talked to more than each other. Yet the leader was he one who had waited the longest and therefore had been parched for debut the most. She couldn’t explain her feelings. Ever since the teasers dropped for Nyx, Sakura had felt shaky, dizzy, sick. It was all she ever wanted so why was she suddenly so scared? Nothing scared her. Not like this.

“I...I came to get some water.” Sakura shifted her gaze to the kitchen. It wasn’t a lie but staring at the older girl for ten straight seconds after exiting her room probably sent a message of intent to Kyuri. Maybe she should play weak, get some sympathy off the girl to get them closer. It wouldn’t be lying to say she was stressed even if it was revealed under her own control.

“I’m just...Uh, sorry. Do you just-do you feel weird? Like, now that we’re almost there? I thought nothing in the world could please me more. Everything would be okay once we debut. And now I’m dreading it. I don’t want to but...I do. Sorry. I’m just so confused about it.” Sakura hadn’t meant to trail on the way she did. Maybe she really was ill.

“if you could be roommates with anyone of your choice, who would you pick?”

( IF YOU COULD BE REINCARNATED, WOULD YOU COME BACK AS AN ANOTHER HUMAN OR AN ANIMAL? IF AN ANIMAL, WHAT KIND? )

“maybe a whale? an orca? swim around, don’t really have to worry about anything else other than humans, sounds like a fine life to me if i do say so myself.” 

↳ halloween asks ! status: accepting

Vampire: Which one are you? Early bird or night owl?

starter for @fmkyuri !!

     when you’re a trainee, days stretched on for as long as it can. routines were only ever routines. you were, if you think about it, living months through years in a single incessant day. a dejected time loop. you danced and sung and only ever be with two groups in particular: trainers and trainees. 

     dabin was restless. she wanted a new company, a new crowd. which is why she had looked up for cat cafes near her, and headed her way.

     a wide grin stamped itself onto her face once she arrived. oh my oh my, there were so much cats— some slept, some ate, some ambled around, and some played. a cat tree stood tall at the center of the room, and perched on one of it’s branches was a specie that had always been the apple of her eye: the scottish fold.

     she was not familiar with most cats, mostly paying attention to the ones that strike her as cute and, preferably, low maintenance, as she always considered bringing one home. but taking care of a pet was costly; pet care would no doubt be a steeper price to pay. so she strayed away from that thought, taking full advantage instead of cat cafes. as she paid and at once attacked the cat with fervent zeal. “hey little guy— oh— no! don’t go away!”

     the cat made a beeline towards a girl who had remarkably familiar blonde hair. the girl, she came to know as she moved closer, was certainly baek kyuri. dabin seen wonder records’ promotions of her group online, and she wondered whether red light had any similar plans (’will they ever consider further plans?’ she thought hopelessly) for their group. the cat sat on baek kyuri’s lap.

( ♧ ) something my muse is really good at.

“besides spending money and gymnastics, i think i’m really good at being ‘really good’ at most things i put my mind to.” she’s not lying — and not really trying to brag, either. she thinks she’s stating a fact, confidence dripping from her words without an ounce of regret. “i think if you’re confident enough when trying something out, and keep your path open to making mistakes during the first trial, there’s no doubt that you’ll get better as soon as you learn your mistakes. the secret to success is not fucking luck, kids. it takes a lot of work to be good at anything.”