knockout.

My tomorrow- [ ; his eyes disappear into crescents when as he laughs in a good-natured manner ] Even if I don't check my schedule.. even if I don't think about it properly I can tell you what I'll be doing. [ ; now that his group has ceased to actively promote, Youngbin has ended up as one of the less busy members who didn't have as many individual activities - which really only meant one thing. ] I can tell you right now you'll a hundred percent find me at the practice studio- [ ; he pauses, suddenly reconsidering ] Unless I get asked out last minute, obviously.

I... have no idea. [ ; he stares at the firecracker they'd set off- it had popped off a couple of times, only to suddenly stop; it lay still on the ground, looking unused like they hadn't lit it up just a couple of minutes earlier ] Was that it? It was supposed to spark up and make -- [ ; he mimics crackling noises even while his brows furrow in confusion ] I feel like we've been... [ ; all he can do is laugh now, even though he feels like he's been swindled out of his money ] ...  duped.

[ ; all he can do scoff with amusement and shake his head ] Really, you did? [ ; he tries to look over her shoulder to see if she's doing exactly that right now - stalking Gong Yoo on the internet ] I don't get it. [ ; he adds, snorting out laughter. he understands that Gong Yoo is even more popular these days because of that drama but he still.. really didn't get it. maybe because hes a guy? ] What does it get you.. liking his pictures.. and positing on his fancafe? [ ; scratches his head - even as the words leave his lips he realizes that's a little hypocritical considering he's a rookie idol who enjoys every single comment his fans makes for him on his own group's fancafe, but for some reason he can't imagine Gong Yoo doing the same thing ] Isn't he probably really very busy?

[ ; he lets out a soundless chuckle; he appreciates her obvious attempt at making him feel better - not that it was all that necessary; it's true that he knows he debuted a little late - and a lot of his fellow rookies make him feel old. even within his own group there's that feeling, what with the seven year difference between him and the maknae. still, he tries, for the most part, not to let it bother him. at least until it becomes obvious with the way they acted - or even just the references they would make in a normal conversation ] ...That's true. Four years. [ ; he chuckles again, this time with sound, while his eyes disappear into his trademark crescents ] I'm young at heart, right? [ ; he comments playfully, trying to make light of the atmosphere as he nudges her gently on the side ]