#so... yeah.

You've sent me several asks about this, which is honestly insane. But unfortunately for you I'm annoying and having nothing better to do at this moment so you're stuck in here with me now.

1. Yes kids movies sometimes have adult content hidden in them. This is not one of those moments. You're acting simultaneously like an old pearl clutcher AND a child. Grow up.

2. You've never seen a male character eat food like that? Seriously?

Some of these I'd argue could be MORE fetishy than my banner.

Here's some bonus ones of an adult cartoon and a "female" character also eating using the same humor in a non porny way. But you prolly wouldn't count that because to you (adult and/or female) = probably porn.

It's a style of humor. Not even my favorite! But the fact that EATING is setting you off, anon coward, is bonkers. I could find tons more examples.

3.

This made me laugh lmaooo. You're so tiktok brained it's almost cute! You made up this fake scenario in your head and got mad about it, and then called me a groomer? You're the one thinking of children watching half naked women! They're not half naked so I don't even get your point here, but let's play along.

What do you define as half naked? A swimsuit? Because yeah, I don't think most swimsuits are sexual, and it'd be weird to sexualize it that way. If you mean underwear or lingerie, that would be a weird, yeah. But they didn't do that. Because it's a kids movie. So let me adjust your scenario here.

In Kpop Demon Hunters, there's a naked bath scene 😱😭💀 (I'll pick the most "suggestive" face just to make you mad)

All 3 of the girls go to a bath house, which is popular in Asian countries, where they sit in the water naked.

This is still in no way sexual, these bathhouses are separated by gender and allow people of all ages to go there! Because in places like Japan and Korea, bathing isn't a private sexual thing. Movies like My Neighbor Totoro (another kid's movie) have a scene where the father baths naked with his two daughters (gasp!!!) Still not sexual. Because it's also normal to bathe with immediate family without it being sexual.

What, are you gonna say that the scene where the Saja boys are all wearing bibs and drinking from baby bottles is fetishy too? (You made up scenarios so I can too 😋)

Or no because they're men and you only sexualize women?

So here's what you're actually telling me: "I never watch media with male characters, let alone children's cartoons, so I make assumptions based on the adult content I watch. Women aren't allowed to do anything without it being sexual, as they exist purely for the male gaze. They aren't allowed to eat or make jokes or be funny unless a man jerks off to it. I also am ignorant to Korean culture generally, I have no idea how their humor works, their media works, or how idol culture works. Why would a Korean woman do anything but be sexual?"

One. Two. Three. Step.

Byulyi's sneakers scrape over the hardwood floor of rbw's practice room, loud enough to squeak along the floor boards, yet not precise enough to complete the move successfully.

Byulyi stumbles just a bit and looses her footing - not for the first time that day. She drops to the floor, panting and shaking, a mess of sweaty bangs and trembling hands alone in a room that's usually filled with at least 3 other people.

But the members are busy with their individual projects, and byulyi is working on her own.

As her first solo concert draws nearer though, her excitement slowly gets overshadowed by a sense of dread.

What if I don't prepare enough? What if I make a fool of myself? What about moomoos?

Moon Byulyi likes to think she's left most of her shyness and stage fright behind, but with herself taking center stage as a soloist, old doubts resurface.

It hasn't been all that long since her vocals weren't good enough. It hasn't been all that long since she stood in the shadow of her own group - always a part of it, yet often overlooked.

And then, there's moomoos. Moomoos who have always loved and supported her. Moomoos who believe in her. But what if they believe in her too much? What if their unwavering faith in her capabilities will set them all up for disappointment?

She can't bear the thought.

She can't bear it, so she pushes forward, blinks against the angry tears in her eyes and picks herself up from the floor.

She takes her place at the center of the room and bravely turns toward the mirror, where she meets the eyes of her own works critic.

And off you go...

- - - - - - - -

Yongsun would never admit it out loud, but she misses Byulyi. The other girl has become such a constant presence in her life, it leaves her with a sense of aimlessness when too many days go by without a visit.

"Oh my god, yongsun! Just GO! I can't bear any more of your sulking!"

Yongsun meant to give byulyi space to prepare for her upcoming solo concert, but apparently too many days without her best friend and soulmate are taking her toll not only on her, but also on her sister's patience.

"Byulyi is busy...", yongsun mumbles against the couch, where she lies with her head dramatically pushed into the sofa cushion.

Yonghee leans over and flicks her forehead.

"When has that girl ever been too busy for you?"

-------

Yongsun caves eventually and decides that one visit won't hurt. Besides, byulyi is usually the clingy one so she'll probably appreciate it when yong pops up at the practice room.

She packs a couple of byulyi's favourite snacks before she leaves.

----

One. Two. Three. Step.

One. Two. Three. Step

"ARGH!!"

Byulyi's fingers take a old of the roots of her hair, pulling in frustration as she tries to blink against the angry tears in her eyes.

She stares at her own feet, fingers squeezing tighter until her scalp feels hot from the force of her own grip. She can feel the lump in her throat grow bigger. She's incorrigible. She's dense. Her body won't cooperate. With each thought, her throat feels a little tighter.

"Byul-ah!"

Oh no. Oh no. She can't be here. She can't see it. Nobody should see her failing.

Byulyi pants. Short, irratic breaths that don't seem to be doing their job at all. Useless just like her own two feet.

"Ya! Moon Byulyi! Look at me!"

The voice is firm but the soft hands that start prying Byul's fingers away from her scalp are oddly gentle.

Is she angry?

Byulyi finally decides to lift her head and look at yongsun through the mess of her overgrown fringe.

Yongsun's hands reach up to brush the hair away from byulyi's eyes.

"Let's take a break," she announces. Firm but gentle.

Byulyi shakes her head, struggling to find her voice for a moment.

"I-.. I'm not done! It's taking forever and I can't get it right but I only have one week left and-"

"Hey, stop!"

Yong's hands again, this time reaching for byulyi's. It's only then that byul realises her own hands are trembling.

"You won't make any progress when you're all up in your thoughts like this."

Yong's hands squeeze her own, and byulyi feels for a moment like its only yongsun who keeps her anchored to reality.

"You need to take care of yourself, byul-ah. Nothing good will come of it when you're neglecting yourself. You're a person. You need time and breaks and something to eat and drink every once in a while."

Yongsun's hands let go of byulyi's, but only to rummage through the bag at her feet.

She pulls out a water bottle and unscrews the cap before holding it out to the other girl.

"Drink, and let's sit down."

Byulyi operates almost on autopilot, taking the bottle into a shaky hand for a quick sip before sitting with yongsun at the edge of the room.

Slowly, she can feel the lump in her throat shrink again.

----

Yongsun watches byulyi as she drinks. Shaky hands and a sweaty forehead. Pale skin and dark shadows under her eyes.

Something twists in yongsun's gut at the sight, and she reaches out to uselessly stroke a strand of byulyi's hair behind her ear.

She's never been good with words. She's never been good at comforting people.

Reluctantly, she withdraws her hand from byulyi's hair and drops it back onto her own lap.

Byulyi finishes her water bottle. The crinkling sound of the plastic is the last thing to be heard for a long beat.

"I'm sorry," Byulyi says at last and her voice sounds small and tired.

Yongsun shakes her head and gently runs a hand up and down byulyi's back.

"Don't be sorry for being human, byul. Just... Be gentle to yourself."

Byulyi releases a short breath at that, something close to a scoff.

"I'll never get anywhere like this."

Yongsun feels the heat of anger stirring in her gut at these words, protective of her friend even when it's only in response to byulyi's own words and actions.

"Moon Byulyi!!"

She takes the other girls chin and holds her gaze, trying hard not to let all of her own emotions leek out with her words (lord knows that can of worms is the last thing byulyi needs at the moment).

"What will really not get you anywhere is if you keep pushing and punishing yourself like that! Nobody will get to enjoy your concert if you work yourself to the ground before it even starts! Why can't you just take care of yourself?!"

Yongsun can feel the prickling of tears behind her eyes. If this wasn't so serious, she would've found it embarrassing.

Byulyi blinks at her, but doesn't say anything for a long moment, not until yongsun reaches out for byuls arm and pulls it up for byulyi to see.

N'oublie pas de t'aimer. Don't forget to love yourself.

A reminder on her own skin.

Yongsun strokes her fingers along the words, then looks up to meet byulyi's eyes again.

"If you won't listen to me, at least listen to yourself."

Byulyi studies her own tattoo for a moment. Then, for the first time that day, there's a small smile tugging at the corner of byulyi's mouth.

It blooms into a cheeky grin when she finally turns to face yongsun again.

"So... does that mean you like my tattoo after all?"

Yongsun laughs at that and pushes the other girls shoulder.

"Shut up!"

Byulyi grins at her, and for the first time it feels like there's some light in her eyes again.

Yongsun rolls her eyes nonetheless.

"God, you're a pain!"

Byulyi leans in until she's close enough for her hair to brush against yongsun's shoulder.

"Did you miss me being a pain, ddunie? You must've really missed me to show up like that!"

Ugh.

---

Yongsun stays with byulyi for the rest of the day. She watches her dance, makes sure she drinks enough and lures her into another break with the tanghulu she brought along.

Byulyi seems tired, but lighter than before and finds herself finally making some progress with her moves.

"Ha! Did you see it? I nailed that, didn't I? Totally chic! Moos will be swooning!"

Yongsun chuckles.

"They'll swoon even if you stand on the stage and breathe, byul. But I'm sure they'll appreciate the dance, too."

Yongsun gets up from her place on the floor and gathers both Byul's bag and her own.

"You're leaving?" Byul sounds almost hurt.

"No, byul-ah. We're leaving," She walks toward where byul is standing and gently tugs at her shirt. "Let's have dinner."

Byulyi looks uncertain and casts another glance at the mirror as if to consult with her own reflection.

Yongsun tugs on her shirt again.

"There's more time tomorrow. You've worked hard. And it'll be good to end the day with a success. Besides, I'm hungry and you must be, too."

Byulyi grins as she turns back to yongsun.

"Does that mean you'll treat me to some good meat?"

"You're incorrigible. Stop jumping to conclusions!"

"No, no, I think this means yongsun unnie will treat me to some delicious foods tonight. No doubt about it!"

"You're a pain."

"You love me!"

Yongsun doesn't contest that statement.

She'll also definitely pay for the meal.

----

"Unnie?"

Byulyi is half asleep in the passenger seat on their way home after dinner, voice small and low.

"Hm?"

A hand reaches out to hold yongsun's on the steering wheel.

"Thank you."

A smile tugs at the corner of yongsun's lips.

"Don't worry about it. Just make sure not to go overboard again."

"I promise. I'll remember you secretly love and support my tattoo and it'll make me listen"

"Brat."

"Hm... You like it."

And yongsun does.

---

They reach byulyi's apartment and yongsun parks the car in the visitor lot in the car park.

She smiles when she sees byulyi asleep in the passenger seat.

Finally, she's resting.

She watches the steady rise and fall of the other woman's chest for a few beats, let's her eyes trace over fluttering lashes and gently parted lips. It's been such a long day, it feels almost cruel to wake her now.

But there's no way around it.

Yong runs a hand up and down byulyi's arm, then gently shakes her shoulder.

"Byul-ah. We're here."

Byulyi grunts and reluctantly blinks awake against the lights of the car park.

"Ugh..."

"Let's go," yongsun says gently. "I'll help you carey your bags"

She tugs a sleepy byulyi along into the elevator and finally into the apartment.

They both sneak their way into byulyi's room where they drop the bags.

Byulyi flops herself down onto her bed and reaches a hand out for yongsun.

Yongsun chuckles.

"What? You want me to stay? You're such a baby!"

But she's already halfway on byulyi's bed before she even gets to finish the sentence.

---

"I rest better with you here," Byulyi mumbles after they've both slipped underneath the covers.

It's the truth, even if just one of the many layers to it.

Yongsun smiles against the darkness and the gentle fluttering of her own heart.

"ahh, such a baby for real!"

She rolls over again wraps her arms around byuls slender frame, jokingly cooing into her ear to not betray the true intent of the move.

Byulyi chuckles in the darkness and scoots a little closer.

"I promise to take better care of myself."

Yongsun smiles and breathes the gentlest of kisses against byulyi's shoulder.

"Thank you. I'll be here to scold you if you don't."

Yongsun can feel the gentle vibrations of byulyi's subtle laugh.

"Okay.... Goodnight, yong-ddoni"

"... Goodnight, byul-ah. You've worked hard."