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Thank You for 8000 Beautiful Days, Jang Minho!

The cutest baby boy in the world has been living his first life for 8000 days as of today! He’s loved his first 8000 days as Jang Minho, he’s looking very much forward to his next 8000 days as Jang Minho! Some highlights from his first 8000 days of life include ( but are not limited to!!!!!!! ): 

Taking his very first steps across his living room from his dad’s arms into his mom’s

Flying a kite for the first, second, third, and four hundredth time

Standing on stage beside Etoile as a junior instead of just a BonBon

Debuting with the six people he loves very most in the world

Eating strawberry cake at 1am because everything is tastier at 1am

[COVER] Twenty-Five Twenty-One cover by YURIM

He had a few other theories, but that one was the most compelling. He had awoken to disapproving eyes and for once, he was adamant that he had done nothing wrong except for throwing away a somewhat ‘usable’ tube of toothpaste. It was a moment that ended on the agreement to respectfully disagree, but really, if he had to cut open the tube, it wasn’t worth saving, right? 

He swore he was it over when he retold the silly argument in the company van. It was riveting storytelling. Some of the members had nodded to appease him, and others had dozed off the younger’s grumpy voice. It was like the senior manager had been there all along. He receives another disapproving expression from the older man when he steps out of the van, but this one was more on the lines of ‘do not get in trouble or else.’ He was desperate to make an escape, preferably towards Blue.M’s waiting room, but he makes a detour towards the bathroom. 

making a cup of coffee, had to be the source and the bane of hyuk’s entire current existence. if it wasn’t too bitter, it was too sweet, or--he didn’t draw the art on the coffee well enough.

why was being a barista so hard? he brooded moodily at the cup of coffee with a knitted stare, grumbling under his breath as he chucked the metal spoon into the cafeteria sink in wishing records, resisting the angered urge to chuck the precious cup against the wall. 

of all the things he had tried to start with to seem a little more appealing to others as an act of making up for his sordidly lacking communication skills ( hey, no one wouldn’t like a free of coffee, yet alone a well made cup of coffee with extra art on top, right?) ever since..never. 

perhaps it had been that one or two slaps that had landed upon his cheek from girls he talked to along the way...or maybe, he was just attempting a new way of getting into the book of the girl of his dreams, who was currently spending her time serving coffee whilst interning for others. 

what a shitty life, he thought to himself, finally choosing to stare at the person on the opposite end of the counter. after weeks of learning how to make coffee from the cafeteria barista, he had been tasked as the final part of his test on being a meagerly good barista to serve and make coffee to those who would patronise the wishing records cafeteria. 

of course, that had it’s ups and downs. he grumbled, moodily poking the buttons on the cashier and adjusting the ridiculous animal hat that had been slapped on top of his head as a part of the uplifting barista spirit. 

“ what?” he couldn’t stop the surly tone as he faced the person opposite him, squinting his eyes before begrudgingly, welcoming them with a grumpily patronising tone. “....welcome to the cafeteria, may i know your order please?” 

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A REFINED CHAOS EDITION

for the sake of his makeup artist, yeonsu doesn’t splash water across his entire face like he wants to. instead, he simply rinses his mouth a few times before taking a breather, hovering over the sink. he’s more than ready to just pack things up and go home but they still have a collaboration stage to record before the end of the day.

and no. he hadn’t thrown up. but he really wished he did so that the nausea that was hitting him full force right at that moment would go away.

the pre-recording for the special stage is coming up soon though and yeonsu pulls together enough strength to stand up and leave the washroom. as he’s exiting, he makes a sharp turn to the right before crashing into someone. out of reflex, his arms shoot out and grab the other’s arms to steady them ( and really, steady himself ).

it’s a little out of character for him to be so forward but he’s more sluggish than usual. and he doesn’t mean to grip them as firmly as he does, but as soon as he realizes what he’s done, his hands immediately retreat to his side. in that moment, he does his best not to sway from side to side or look like he’s about to throw up on them. the last thing he needed to do after trespassing their personal space was to offend them further.

“i’m so sorry, are you alright?” yeonsu asks quietly.