“Of course, you’ve got good taste.” She chuckled as she approached her girlfriend, slipping her arms around her waist as she moved behind her, resting her chin on the girl’s free shoulder. “I doubt we’ll gain any weight at all. And if we do it’ll just be muscle, probably.” She let out a sigh, pursing her lips, her gaze locked on Wendy’s face.
“I doubt my taste is that good– I mean, I’m stuck wi–” she stopped talking in the middle of her sentence, mouthing “with you” after as the phone was answered. She didn’t need random strangers to know about her relationship with her fellow Red Velvet member, she’d rather not ruin their group’s image this early - or not again. She quickly placed her order, ending the call after leaving the location of their apartment building before resting back against her girlfriend. “It’ll be here soon enough~.”
❝They say practice makes perfect? Honestly. Sometimes they overwork us.❞Getting back up as she made her way over to the bed and sat on it, stretching out her legs while making small noises as she did so.❝Now, what kind of stupid videos are we talking about?❞ Tilting her head over so she could look at the screen in front of them both, chuckling/
“They do, don’t they?” Wendy nodded lightly, “But this is practice at how to get out of practise in the future~” She spoke the words in a teasing tone, humming quietly. She pulled her blanket over herself and the ex-maknae, snuggling up to her side as she pulled up the home page of YouTube. “But I was thinking cat videos… Or just animals doing stupid shit… I like cat videos.. Heh. But please do tell if you have any suggestions at all, Sooyoungie~”
*she clapps her hands happily and giggles* ooww unnie is so adorable to me. *she cuddles you tightly and smiles with her eyes while she hums* we will be happy together huhu~
/she whines lightly, snuggling into your arms as she closes her eyes/ Happy together, happy forever? /her head tilts to the side as she looks up, grinning/ Because if your answer is no, I’ll have to go back to Toronto.
“LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA, HAPPINEEEES!” Bohyung danced around her apartment essentially screaming the lyrics, her friend posted up on the couch, pinching the bridge of her nose in irritation. Bo bounced over, plopping down beside her with a goofy grin, head leaning on her shoulder. She batted her eyelashes at the younger. “C’mon, I know you know the wooords.” Was this over the top routine an attempt to annoy her friend? Absolutely. Was Wendy catching onto this? Unfortunately, yes. “LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA, HAPPINEEEES!!” Mimicking Bo’s earlier enthusiasm, Wendy turned to scream the song equally loudly directly into the older’s ear. Bohyung’s hands flew to her face, each smacking over an ear to at the very least muffle the noise. She broke into a fit of laughter as the other continued on, scooting closer as Bo moved away. Finally, Bohyung jabbed her friend’s sides a few times, her laughter starting to die down, the grin still firmly in place. “Okay! Okay! I’ll stop if you stop!”
Wendy let out a long, exasperated sigh as she tried her very best to not end up yelling at the older female. Although she usually appreciated the other’s hyperactive behaviour, she’d been too tired preparing for her group’s comeback to have the patience to deal with Bohyung today. Her hand dropped to her side before arms wrapped around pulled-up knees. Bohyung was acting way too innocent for Wendy’s liking, and the moment the older was close enough, she opened her mouth. Only a short bit of the lyrics to happiness leaving her mouth before she turned one hundred and eighty degrees, proceeding to sing a song of the older’s group in the most whiny and annoying tone she could muster up. “YOU DON’T LOVE ME, NAE SARANGE MICHIN–” Good thing Red Velvet hadn’t a song that fitted this situation as much as SPICA had. The words came with ease, she’d listened to the song often enough to remember every single line. The poking was not something she’d expected, but at least it was better than Happiness. Her hand reached out, gripping firmly onto the older’s wrist. “Okay, deal. But try me again and I’m out of here, m’kay?”
