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to celebrate, here in gangnam - there will be two things up for our members to enjoy about ! which not only are they halloween-themed, but these will also be our first task & event. below the cut is where you will find the information about them. also, please don’t forget to like this post so we know you have given this a read. have fun, everyone !

     the  model  can  be  found  doing  as  he  usually  does  at  parties  :  playing the  roll  of  ❛  wallflower  ❜  .  with  a  drink  in  hand  ,  which  he’s  been  nursing  since  he  arrived  ,  jaejin  keeps  an  eye  on  the  crowd  .  when  alcohol  is  involved  with  a  large  group  of  different  personalities  ,  you  never  know  what  might  happen   ------  that  and  he  just  ..  doesn’t  have  the  best  social   skills  when  in  an  environment  as  such  .  he  takes  note  of   the  select  few  (  or  more  )  he  recognises  ,  it  seems  as  though  anybody  who  is  anyone  can  be  seen  here  tonight  &  he  can  already  picture  the  articles  that’ll  be  floating  around  the  next  few  days  .  gatherings  like  these  are  field  days  for  the  press  ,  regardless  of  whether  or  not  they  have access  to  the  event  itself  (  thank  you  social  media  )  .

as someone who had strong preference towards having conversations face to face, his phones were, to clement, just decorations that he had to possess in order to be accepted in this modern world of technologies. the frustrated ones who required to contact the man in day to day basis were the living proofs to such statement. with no visible expressions to be seen through them, phone calls and messages were unnecessary and if they didn’t meet the level of clement’s urgency, it’s either missed calls, messages left unread forever or another broken phone by the end of it.

his tolerance for them however would start cracking, as the halloween season was approaching. with his nightclub now being the center of everyone’s attention, his phones were ringing nonstop. either of works, his closed ones inviting him out for the night but what ticked him off the most, were from those who wished to leech off him to gain easy access for the event.

crowds weren’t naru’s thing and most people that knew them were already aware of that too. now, they’d agreed to get somewhat dressed up to go out with their friends that night too ( naru choosing a very half assed dead cheerleader outfit that honestly was leaving them more cold than anything now ), but it hadn’t taken more than an hour before the kid had fucked off instead, more interested in the fox they’d spoken lurking for scraps near the carnival.

so that’s what naru was happily doing now instead. they’d texted their friends bad had no want to really leave the cute little thing. didn’t really feel like facing the bright lights and loud music coming from just a little away yet, or going with their friends later to seek out the party. that sounded like a nightmare.

☾ Admin apologises for the terrible writing again, I’ll do my best in the future. Driving took too much out of me.

tranquility engulfed him, as clement came awake from his overnight slumber. the man wasn’t so much of a morning person and if it wasn’t for his current situation, there would be no hesitation for him to fall back asleep. the light pressure that was weighing on him currently and physically, along with the familiar warmth pressed against his skin, they could only make him feel grateful to have awaken before the other. after all, being able to catch the peaceful sight of the sleeping man near him, it was and always will be clement’s favorite part of his day.

briefly after taking in the sight, clement began brushing his knuckles lightly over the side of yejun’s face. an urge he couldn’t easily rid of, as they sunk on his cheek, following was the fond smile forming across his own face. he wanted to so badly smother the other with kisses, but to his own dismay of not wanting to disturb his sleep, clement made a mental note to do so after he had joined him for breakfast ( or in their case now, brunch ).

a sigh, as the man now wrapped his arms around the smaller figure of his companion. face nuzzling in the crown of his head, he planted a kiss there before pulling away just a slight to look over at the clock. his eyes squinted to make clear of the information, to which he responded upon taking it in with a soft groan in displeased. 11am, fuck.