#ijeun

Foreign was the right word to describe how many of them felt at that particular time, especially the both of them. Travelling out of their comfort zone to deliver stages for international fans and listeners was something performers like them were used to, and the recurrent opportunities to do so was a thrilling one, yet they ought to feel lost during such occasions— where they were both at the back of the stage which was filled with performers from all around the world. At an instant, the voice of the male who stood at least a foot taller than her shook her off the momentarily daze that she was in, as she felt her facial muscles tensing up slightly at the sudden intrusion, gazing up towards the male in a fathomable manner.  “Neither do I,” She responded briefly, raising her voice slightly as an attempt to overcome the booming music that was played through the speakers behind them. Tugging a small sheepish grin at the side of her lips, she proceeded. “Where are your members, by the way?”

meme accepting! directed @ijeun​! | a drabble about our muses running into each other after not seeing each other for several years.

Lee Jieun, South-Korea’s representation of everything pure and good and seemingly innocent. The young girl who had swept the charts at just the tender age of 15 and had now blossomed into a beautiful woman with a bright future ahead of her, despite the recent controversies surrounding her person.

Hanna would only smile when the familiar face appeared on TV. She didn’t see a singer, actress or songwriter in the woman who was three years older than herself, but a childhood companion, someone who would play hide and seek with her when there was no other child to play with. Hanna had grown up the way Jieun did, surrounded by poverty and a family that worked hard to provide a better life for the youngest, and while Jieun had abandoned the path of education that Hanna was walking, she had made a name for herself in an entirely different way.

Even upon having parted ways as mere children, Hanna could never truly bring herself to find anything else but warmth in herself when thinking about her old friend. Jieun blossomed into a flower who was at its peak, and despite eventually losing contact, Hanna’s silent support never ceased to exist and up until this day, she bought the albums the older female was releasing with the greatest pleasure, knowing that she too was capable of contributing to the fame that kept Jieun at the top of her game for years on end.

❝You look good, unnie.❞

A smile adorned Hanna’s own features upon catching sight of the older, and she briefly wondered whether Jieun would be capable of recognizing the little girl in her that used to cry at horror stories and would usually beg for fairytales to be read prior to going to bed. Certainly, both of them had changed rather drastically and while the younger had a chance of watching Jieun growing up in front of her very eyes, it wasn’t the same case the other way around. So maybe, all she could do was hope.

Hanna just hoped that it wouldn’t be in vain.

❝It’s been a long time. I went to one of your concerts recently, but I don’t think you could have seen me. Either way, I’m glad to see you. I thought I never would again, after you moved to Seoul to pursue your dreams.❞ A certain irony was part of it all too, wasn’t it? One friend had left the other to chase her dreams, and now, years later, this was the very same reason for Hanna’s stay in the previously mentioned city.

             Throughout the years, Hongbin had learned to deal with the strangest, often very private questions that were thrown at him in interviews.  He had learned how to expect them, how to deal with them, and how to respond to them. However, there were a couple of questions that would always manage to get under his skin, no matter how subtly they were formulated. This time was no different; when the interviewer had implied that perhaps he would be better off as an actor than he were as a vocalist, the young idol had instantly assumed that it was a silent jab at his career as a singer. After all, it were exactly those words that had haunted him for years on end.

“ah, no, i don’t think so--” hyesoo responded with a slight sigh, her fingers toying through her hair in an absent manner. “this year just doesn’t seem right for a comeback. i have a bunch of songs ready, but i don’t have it in me to actually put them out there. there’s just this feeling of doom impending-- not to sound dramatic or anything. maybe 2016 will be the right time. it’s been far too long, i know.”

BRUTAL HONESTY HOUR.status: NOT accepting! ( @ijeun )

L - If I have siblings.

Yes, I have an older brother!

M - If I forgive betrayal.

This is a rather hard question. I’d say that it varies with different degrees(?) of betrayal. Since there’s the game betrayal and realistic betrayal. Games are just games, it’s all about entertainment, so I’ll say for that, I will forgive. However for the other types of betrayals, I think on a certain degree, I would forgive, but as the saying goes, once a smooth sheet of paper is crumpled, even if you try to restore it to it’s original shape, it will still be creased. Forgive is possible, but not forget, since it would most likely have impacted on me emotionally, I think betrayal is forgivable, but the impact I received from it will be faintly remembered, just not talked about.

A - If I’m in love.

Question has been answered!

O - Where would I like to travel