“ it’s cold as fuck, ” his thoughts slipped out aloud as his skates dig themselves into the ice, and his hands dig into his pockets for some warmth. even though it’s been years, sebastian thinks he’ll never grow fully accustomed to the idea of a snow-filled winter unlike the much warmer one back at home. mischievously, he eyes sia struggling beside him, playfully nudging her with the padded sleeve of his jacket. “ maybe we should’ve taken you for some skating lessons before you decided to invite me out to skate. ” okay, so sebastian’s not an expert skater by any means - the few lessons he’d randomly taken as a child are just enough to let him get by without toppling over. but with even the slightest inclination that he is superior, he doesn’t hesitate to hold it over sia’s head.

so he can’t help it when his fingertips reach forward, curling onto the familiar girl’s shoulders before hitting them with a soft push. behind her, he breaks out into a fit of laughs, appeasing his natural desire to incite a little chaos. he’s not terrible, though - as soon as he’s sure he’s given her a little scare, he holds onto her to ensure she doesn’t actually fall onto the ground. “ ah , i remember why i came now. so i could see that. ”

Tonight was no different, and she could proudly say that the bibimbap looked pretty great. It had rice, vegetables, beef, and fried egg, and the smell had her stomach growling and her mouth watering. This was good, more than good, it was delicious. And there was nothing better than sharing what she had worked on. After setting the table and serving two plates, Jimin realized it was too quiet.

It wouldn't be a thought if she were all alone, but she was sure that Sia was in her room. Or had she left without Jimin knowing? Anything was possible when it came to Sia and Jimin wouldn't have it any other way. Singing softly, she made her way down the corridor to one of the bedrooms, knocking as quietly as possible. "Unnie, dinner's ready."

a slow scowl spread across eunbyul’s face as she looked over the girl that was seated by her. she had planned on enjoying her free time in the silence of her own company and her notebook as she looked to the outside world for inspiration for her newest project. the solitude didn’t last long though, though sia didn’t seem to think that eunbyul was up to anything that could be deemed important enough to interrupt.

she did her best to brush off the interrupting, busying herself with the newest blank page in her book. but she found herself constantly gazing in the direction of the intruder. it was hard to concentrate, despite the silence between them. 

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a command easily flowed from the female's lips, his brows etched in downward in a frown at the statement. not in a state of being upset towards the brashness of her words or so he interpreted the tone. he of course had the money to do so, as his family was ones of wealth living within a city that was of high income. his parents helping him in anyways fashionable in order to make his life a comfortable as possible on his own in a country he wasn't familiar with.

the question that he ponders on is why did he have to buy her a drink? taeyang was generous just as he was kind, but he would appreciated the approach to come towards him differently than it did. his expression now relaxed, hands in pockets as his gaze moves upon hers. " what do i get out of buying you a drink? " he asked, changing the situation. maybe if he were to get something in return he would look pass the etolie member's request.

thinking over his question once more, taeyang presumes that maybe that was an approach that would make assumptions that he’d want more out of her than just a lowly favor or friendly repayment of some sorts. this could also be the impending trauma of his previous scandal still affecting him every time he’s with someone of the opposing gender. his careful decisions playing a impactful role on how he moved forth into his career as an idol. 

     “not stubborn, duh.” dulled hues rolling, as digits move to adjust the cap adorning his strands, a sigh leaving him as he moves to gently grip at her arm. “come on, this is a scam. we won’t win anything.” tugging her back slightly, only releasing her to adjust the mask on his face. they’ve spent the last thirty minutes on the same claw crane machine, numerous card taps later and still not a single prize to show for it. 

     careful digits and watchful eyes, peeled against the glass panes as the countdown on the tiny display glows a bright shade of carmine. a constant reminder that perhaps, even with all the time in the world, your attempts would be futile. the game was rigged, as rigged as rigged could get. “or at least, try another machine.” he moves to point at a different one with similar prizes adorning the small shelves on display. “i actually saw someone win something from that one, so maybe if you’d stop being so stubborn, and change machines... you might win something.” he speaks with a tired huff.

with a raise of her brow, yurim takes a look at the pool of water that's begun forming at her feet. whatever had happened, she wasn't a part of it. she had only just walked out of one of the practice rooms into the hallway. it was a surprise to herself to see sia in the building because she assumed she'd be off at a studio instead writing music.

"i don't think that's how groupmates work," she says with a slight chuckle. taking another look at the water dispenser, she leans down to try to figure out what went wrong. more importantly, she thinks they better fix up whatever part is leaking before the whole hallway becomes flooded. with a sigh, she completely crouches down in front of the dispenser with pursed lips.

truthfully, she doesn't think she can figure out the problem. it's not like she's some machine genius who knows how to work these things. at best, she can work computers but a water dispenser? she's never had to figure these things out. "when did this begin? were you just trying to get some water for your bottle?" she's seen this thing around yuseong since she came in, and she knows that it's had some faultiness before. never to the point of it continuously spitting out water.