#ynqbae

[Txt] Pssssst. 👀

“YAH!” His funny photo was interrupted by Youngbae snatching his own phone back from Jiyong’s hands. He tried to grab it back, laughing while in attempts to.            “**I** wasn’t gonna spam my face on your instagram _too_ much!”

Little did you know, I'm actually from Canada and my name's not Cinder. (` she stole a few quick glances around her, cupping her mouth to keep her 'secret' an actual secret. ) I'm Aubrey Graham.

❝ Hey, we’re meant to be brothers. Now stop being a brat and help me, or else- I’ll tell Jiyong or something. ❞

A wave of her hand is a gesture for him to not concern himself too much with the slight injury she was describing. “It wasn’t too bad. It hurt initially when i landed wrong, but some good ole fashioned TLC helped to make it better. I’ve been dancing a lot more lately, heh and I guess It caught up with me since I don’t dance as much as I used to.” Seated in the middle of the practice room with her legs now out stretched, she let out a sigh and looked up to the other whom happened to be mid-stretch. “It’s scary how common it is to hurt yourself. One of my hoobaes just recently recovered from hurting his spine.” A shudder is present as she releases another soft sigh after. “Hurting your back seems so scary..”

“How is that not up for debate?” She crosses her arms, “I mean, how could you say that Rilakkuma isn’t just as good as Hello Kitty? Rilakkuma is so much better than Hello Kitty! It doesn’t even have a mouth! How does Hello Kitty even talk?!” 

“Ayyy who says it shouldn’t have??” She squints at the older one before returning to eat her cheese ramen. What a wonderful day. “Have you never tried this before?? This is like… the greatest thing that has ever happened to ramen experiments!”

┊ ` ㅂ ´ ┊ “Ooooh!! You’re just saying that~”  He’s swiping the tame flattery away faster than a few stray notifications on a Sunday night. “My members?--yeah, they’d be pretty hopeless without me. All of the charm, ( that means me! ), would go to YG!  But seriously, no way. It’s too late for that-- and besides, I’d stick out like a sore thumb.” Not that he minded, but when sticking out like a sore thumb meant being an octodog in a fish tank, it left much to be desired. “Ggaha. You sound worried for me. What? Are you afraid I won’t be able to comeback ever? That I’ll be doomed to the YG dungeon forever? Haha, Don’t worry, hyung! That’s why I’m looking for a loophole in my contract to allow me to do both.”