#genmyeon

[ kkt ] Hallo!! Apa kabar?  I didn’t know Red Velvet was prompting there. Did you enjoy yourself in Indonesia? [ kkt ] Who told you its my birthday? Its not my birthday. You’re mistaken ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ I’ll forgive you since you’re traveling.

( sent to: myeon-ssi )

“ What have you write– written so far?” Junmyeon clears his throat and speaks slowly in articulated English.  “Let me see if I can give any advice? Hah! Joking. I’m Junmyeon. Kim Junmyeon. It’s pleasure to meet you. You are not from here, right?” 

“They’re definitely raisins.” Junmyeon spoke in between chewing. A raisin had caught into the crevice of his back molar and he presently had a strange look on his face while he tried to remove it with his tongue. It took him a moment but he finally caught it free and the look vanished. The parchment bag crinkled over his hand as he moved to read the label. “But they’re called currants. They’re made with the same quality grapes as champagne. I got them from this wine shop in Paris. The owner said they were supposed to melt in your mouth…but–” His words trailed off as he struggled to remove the piece of currant that was supposed to have already fininshed dealing with. “Hm..I guess they got a little dry on the plane.”

Her forehead wrinkled at the man’s first assurance as she was a bit skeptic to it, especially since she kept chewing herself and tasting the difference between what she usually labeled as raisins and the small fruits she was currently eating. But Taeyeon’s facial expression changed at the sight of his visage’s weird contortion, a confused grin slipping on her lips while her ears paid attention to his thorough explanation. “Oh, currants. You learn something new everyday. I don’t think I’ve ever had currants before and I am not sure I am a big fan of them either. But thank you for your treat, Junmyeon-ah.” swallowing the last currant, the woman patted his shoulder to underline her gratitude and snickered silently.

“It was New Years.” Careful fingers began to attempt to organize the mess of hair atop his head. He was aware that it looked more like he had a few birds nesting above his forehead rather than actual hair. What could he say? It had been a wild night. He had spent 364 days being calm and controlled, adhering to his diet which also included excluding alcohol. It was hard but, of course, it was necessary. “I went out and when it was time to order I couldnt think of anything better to go with grilled beef than soju. How could my mind say no when my heart ached?” 

` ㅂ ´ ┊ “Can’t blame you--” He would be campaigning as the biggest hypocrite of the year if he had. “It’s not really New Years if you don’t wake up with a hangover. Right?” So it must have not been ‘really’ New Years for Kibum who, instead of waking up in a heap of hangover ( per usual holiday routine) woke up with the bitter tinge of red wine on his tongue.

The fresh faced woman never seized to amaze him. It seemed that Junmyeon had forgotten how truly beautiful she was given their time apart. Mouth gaped open just the slightest bit as he tried not to stare too long at his parallel leader companion. How long had it been since he had seen her? The lighting of the company lobby did her no disgrace. In fact, Junmyeon found that she perhaps looked good in all types of light. How in the world did this ethereal goddess come to exist? Jun made note to ask her mother. “Welcome back Irene ssi…May I ask a question? Why is it that you look younger every time I see you? Did you discover the Spring of Youth in Indonesia and not tell me?” A small grin appeared on his face, one of a mixture of utmost cheerfulness and slight deviance. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll treat you to dinner if you can do me a favor.  We can go to a specialty ramen restaurant that I’ve discovered recently. I hear they are very delicious.  What do you say? 

Joohyun wasn’t all too bad with sports. Among Red Velvet, she would probably be considered most athletic (it was between her or Wendy, anyway). A good way to show off her athleticism was through the upcoming Idol Sports Athletics Championships. Idols like herself would gather and participate in multiple sports activities, and it’s also one way of gaining new friends of sorts. While she would have preferred participating in the rhythmic gymnastics event which the fans also anticipated, she was left to participate in archery instead, having injured herself on one of her practices which now gave her a limping leg. So now here she was with her good friend Junmyeon, training their archery skills to, hopefully, score a gold medal. “I’m glad you’re also going to participate in archery.” She smiled as soon as the arrow hit the shooting target. It didn’t make it to the center, but she was proud she got a good score, nonetheless. “With Wendy attending the Girl Group Karaoke War and Yeri at school, I would be lonely shooting arrows by myself.”

“I assure you Irene ssi that there is nothing to be worried about.” Junmyeon’s words boasted enough assurance and collected calm that there was no denial that he was a born leader. The faintest of smiles accented his confidence as he spoke next. “All the steam and pressure is kept inside and there is a special lock function on the handle.” Junmyeon held a small metal pot and lid in his hands and glanced to the instruction pamphlet in his lap. “The tiny cap at the top might whistle loudly while the steam evacuates when you cook your food but I promise it wont explode.” He pointed to the drawing of the exact pot he was holding and a small diagram that showed steam with a dramatic depiction of a train’s whistle to a side. “May I ask a question? Which cousin was this again that sent you a pressure cooker for Christmas?”

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Looking at her fellow label mate, Seungwan pressed her lips together as tight as she could for as long as possible, trying her hardest not to give into the poor joke. Unfortunately for the female she was no math against the male’s jokes and soon her mouth was open wide as she laughed, eyes crinkled from her joy. “Sunbae, that’s such an old joke! When are you going to update your collection?” She teased warmly.