#pyeonsi

“Wait a second, did you think I was reading off a comment about me on the web so you pulled a mentor slash mother slash older sister speech? Awwww, Siyeon,” Doyeon couldn’t help but to find the younger’s actions adorable and expressed it by hugging Siyeon’s head. “I wouldn’t let comments get to me and you shouldn’t too! Stay resilient even though it might be hard sometimes! And always remember, that love outweighs hatred and there are a lot of people who loves you including me! Hehe. I love you.”

There was no way anyone couldn’t see that, for whatever reason, Siyeon was particularly irate today. Maybe it was the brown colored liquid that decide to latch itself onto her white shirt, looking like a coffee painting on white canvass, or maybe there was something Joohyun wouldn’t know of. Siyeon was quite young and well, she did not mean to make herself sound older than she was, but the younger really was bad at hiding what she was really feeling. “Maybe both.” She chuckled. It wasn’t an action made in order to mock her, but rather, she was simply attempting to appease her and to help her out of her sour mood. She sincerely hoped it was working, or that it’d eventually work. She wasn’t so used to seeing Siyeon in such a mood. She could see that the napkins were doing no good, only adding onto the smudging of the brown color and allowing it to spread through her clean shirt even more. Watching Siyeon for a moment, Joohyun clicked on her tongue. “That looks pretty bad.” A few seconds of pregnant silence whipped through with Joohyun thinking of a solution. “Come.” She then takes the younger by the wrist, taking her to the nearest comfort room she could find where she proceeded to wet her handkerchief, rubbing it against the stubborn stain carefully, being extra aware of the smudging. “I think cloth on cloth will work much better.” She says as she focuses on her work, the brown stain on her shirt gradually turning light yellow as the remnants transfers onto the handkerchief.

+ I think what I really long for is self-improvement. I grew as a person, I know I did. But there will always be this part of me that will tell me that there’s more to work on. I’ll keep longing to be a better version of my current self. 

Yerin’s known to be quite of a messy eater. There are times where fans of her caught her eating messily on video before, some of them includes her eating a cream covered cake. Of course, at the end, her lips was smudged with cream all over. Since it’s just Siyeon here right now, she sees no point in trying to eat in a more proper way. If she were to be truthful, the younger female did not make much of a mess; not when she’s here. The real reason why she said her friend was making a mess was that she wanted the jajangmyun she was having. As if she haven’t eaten for a whole day, she wasted no time in shoving a huge mouthful of the dish into her mouth the moment she took the plate. “ eh-? ” Chewing the food slowly so as to prevent herself from choking or whatsoever, she turns over to look at her friend. Her nose scrunched up while she flashed her infamous eye-smile. “ you are not.. wrong. but it’s the truth that your lips was a mess too. ” 

❝ I’m not too sure if that’s a good idea, ❞ Chaeyoung breathes into the speaker of her mobile phone, teeth sinking worriedly into the plushness of her bottom lip as slender fingers drum rhythmically against her thigh. Yet, her voice is laced with just a hint of hopefulness – she’d voiced out her desire to grab some convenience store ice cream to the younger girl ( Because hey, who says idols can’t occasionally indulge? Plus she’s in need of a much needed treat as a pat on her own back for having pulled through two entire, nervewracking rounds of Masked Best Singer), and as risky as it is for the other, she’s keen to admit that it’d be nice to have her company, even if just for a little bit. ❝ Are you sure you’re allowed to, though? Since you’ve just debuted, I heard that your manager is especially strict, mm? ❞

The look on the younger’s face told an unspoken story that she could relate to all too well. She, too, faced it as a trainee, and even after she debuted, she faced the same problem every comeback. As someone who has watched her younger friend closely, she’s been keeping up with updates on their debut and she was more than delighted after discovering that it was drawing closer and closer. “My treat.” Thin lips stretched out into a smile as she waved the phone in the air. “Consider this my first gift to you, for your fast approaching debut.” Of course, Joohyun wouldn’t tell her that the purpose of this was to let her indulge before she goes back to the tedious lifestyle of having to keep up with her figure again. The older only uses one finger to navigate through her phone like she usually does, slowing down the process of having to dial the pizza place’s number. Once she does, though, she begins talking to the man on the other side. “Toppings?” She mouthed to the other with no sound whatsoever.

He can’t help but just snicker at the other, she indeed seemed to be really clumsy and yet the floored seemed to be extremely slippery. “are you sure.. this is like..” he stops speaking, starting to count with his fingers for how many times he has seen her fall, it sure wasn’t the first one. “Perhaps a fifth one? I don’t know but this like always happens or is it because of me, does your knees get weak like that?” he was just joking, like he always does and just laughs. “are you REALLY, blaming me for that.. you are the one who fell..”

( ` throws her arm around the younger’s shoulder, only to end up headlocking her. ) yes, little child?