Seulgi held her breath as the other’s lips touched her skin. “Okay..” She spoke, letting the breath out in the form of a huff, watching as the younger rushed off. Taking a look around, she carefully took a seat on the couch, feeling the fatigue weigh her down.
Wendy quietly rushed through the dorm, at first grabbing a pillow and a blanket from the shared bedroom before quickly getting a glass of water as well. “You shouldn’t be overworking yourself, stupid..” She muttered the last word in English as she put the glass down, wrapping the older in a blanket. “You can’t get sick now.. We’re in the middle of promotions!”
“I’m sure.” She gave a small nod. “Do you want me to get some bandages to wrap it up?” Natasha was more than familiar with broken bones and stitching up wounds with dental floss. “You won’t be able to perform till it’s healed.”
Wendy nodded lightly, figuring the other’s aid would be good enough. She was under no circumstances going to visit a doctor, unless it was absolutely necessary. “Fuck– I mean.. What am I supposed to do– We’re in the middle of comebacks!”
She blinked a few times before shaking her head lightly. “No— Well, maybe some water. I don’t know. I think I’m just tired.” Seulgi sighed, closing her eyes for a few seconds before opening them lazily.
She nodded lightly, smiling a bit. “Okay– so.. go sit down, I’ll go get you some water, okay?” She glanced around before tiptoeing, pressing a soft kiss to Seulgi’s cheek before rushing off.
[text] ..i knew it <//3 just because i’m not fluent in english like your fany unnie, you’re forgetting about me? i see how it is ㅠㅠ
[text] did you tell that to all of us, or just me? hmmmmm? ¬¬
[text] just kidding, thank you!! ; u ; i’m glad you like it, hehe
[ text ] I’m not forgetting you!! I just often feel like I’m talking to you because I may or may not have a pillow hidden in my bed with your face on it haha.
[ text ] Fany unnie has nothing to do with this.. I just talk to her most because well she moved from North America to become an idol.. And she helps me a lot when I’m sad :c
[ text ] I only told you that you looked hot.. Although Hyoyeon and Sunny unnies look really good, too. /)v(\
14, 19, 35, 40, 47, 49.
14. Can you drive a stick shift?
I have people drive me
19. If you could change your eye color, would you?
I’ve been switching between brown and blue a lot lately. So I don’t know. Maybe?
35. Did you have a dream last night?
Yes, but parental discretion is advised if I were to explain what it was about.
40. Did you have a good day yesterday?
Supposedly so.
47. Do you replay things that have happened in your head?
Yes, I do.
49. What are you supposed to be doing right now?
I’m supposed to not be eating junk food—
[text] ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ Kitty is sorry.
[text] Okay, try not to throw up on her bed. I’ll be right over.
She let out a sigh, getting up from the couch, planning to head over to the bedroom. Instead, she paused, thinking for a moment before moving to the kitchen. After grabbing a glass and filling it with water, she made her way towards the bedroom, going to Joy’s bed as soon as she entered the room. “Hey there, want some water?” She spoke in a low tone as she approached the girl.
She didn’t bother replying to the text message, instead throwing her phone to the side to watch it land on her own bed. The cats resting on it didn’t budge, and Wendy just sighed, quietly curling up as she buried her face in Joy’s pillow. She had closed her eyes, covered herself up with her groupmate’s blanket. She hadn’t even budged when she heard the door to the bedroom open. Only when she heard Seulgi’s voice, she bothered turning around, speaking in a quiet voice. “C-Can you tell kitty to get off my bed..?”
Gulping down the delicious ice cream, Joy licked her lips once with a content grin. “Yah, I was just making sure! You never know, what if our manager gives you his and crack under the pressure?” She took her own spoon, taking some more of the delicious treat, staring at it longingly. “The irony that we sing about ice cream cake, but we can’t eat all the time— we should get that next!”
“I’m from Canada… My personality is cold and doesn’t budge under pressure..” She grinned as she took a bit of ice cream, eating it happily. “The question is if you don’t end up spilling the beans, Sooyoung.” She smiled, nudging at the taller’s nose ever so lightly. “It’s sad though.. Ice cream cake is doing really well, they let us do advertisements for Baskin Robbins, yet we can’t eat as much ice cream and ice cream cake as we want..”
[text] ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ Kitty still doesn’t trust you. Kitty doesn’t trust anyone. Kitty has trust issues.
[text] Alright, where are you? I’ll come find you.
[ text ] Stop with the kitty stuff.. My head hurts.
[ text ] I’m in Joys bed.
[text] Who said I didn’t trust you? Not Kitty, that’s for sure. ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ Kitty is the one that doesn’t trust you.
[text] I’m sure you’re fine, just drink lots of water. If you don’t trust it, come and find me, I’ll watch over you.
[ text ] well for one, I didn’t hear Syrup, Haengbok and Pancake complaining… those are the only legit kitties I take advice from..
[ text ] How am I supposed to find you if everything is blurry though ㅠㅡㅠ
[ hospital AU | Byungjoo&Wendy ]
Byungjoo had long been sickly, and frequent visits a week into a hospital wasn’t anything new to him. After years of battling with his heart, he was admitted to a surgery to replace his heart. “Heart transplant” was what he had heard the doctors to say. He wasn’t sure what they were up to, he just got a room.
The room he had now entered had two beds, one empty but not made. The resident was somewhere else. Byungjoo peeked behind the curtains, making sure that the resident was really gone. He wanted to avoid any heart attacks, he’d rather be alive you see. He took out his small bag, starting to sort out his things, placing the few spare shirts he hard to the small drawer, and his books on top of it. As he was done with sorting out, he dropped the bag lazily on the ground and pulled out the ugly gown handed to him by the doctor. The whole idea of wearing a dress and showing his butt to each and every one was disgusting. He’d rather wear pajamas with pictures of bunnies on it, really.
The door clacked and someone stepped in, as soon as Byungjoo had pulled on the ugly gown. He looked at the stranger eyes widened, stopping on the spot in surprise. The was no doubt that the situation was awkward for the both of them, as a half naked man with a open back dress was standing in a room out of the blue.
Seungwans life had taken a turn for the worse not too long ago. She used to be a normal woman of twenty years old and now she was nothing but a shadow of who she used to be, even though she was a year older. The streets of the city she used to roam had made way for the few hallways of the hospital she’d walked countless of times in only a relatively short period of time. She was once again roaming the halls, even though her adventures usually didn’t go much farther than the bathroom or the communal hall, if it wasn’t for procedures.
Her room had been rather lonely, and she was honestly thrilled she’d finally have someone to talk to during bad moments, but quite honestly she had not imagined their first meeting to go down like this. As she shuffled back into the room she’d been stuck in for a while now, depending heavily on the portable IV she leaned on, she stumbled in, only to gasp quietly as she was presented with the bare back of an unknown male.
She took a few moments to adjust, eyes quickly lowering as she tried to move past the other. “Way to leave a first impression…” she muttered before sitting on her bed, smiling a little. “The curtains are there for a reason, y’know? Like– just peek over when you’re done changing.. I’ll be here. We can talk when you have more clothes on.” Seungwan snickered, resting her head on a penguin plush that rested on her bed, quietly closing her eyes afterwards, figuring it’d be better to wait for the other to come to her than to make the situation even more uncomfortable.