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Home B1A4, Jinyoung/Everyone Gen
when it begins shinee/exo, taemin/kai
untitled exo, chen/kris
Unexpected Bliss Exo, Lay/Lu Han
i wish shinee/f(x), taemin/krystal
untitled b1a4, gongchan/sandeul
the glow of embers sistar, hyorin
untitled exo, kai/suho
A Winged Cupid Painted Blind exo, kai/suho
being a hyung btob/b.a.p, sungjae/zelo
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Home B1A4, Jinyoung/Everyone Gen
when it begins shinee/exo, taemin/kai
untitled exo, chen/kris
Unexpected Bliss Exo, Lay/Lu Han
i wish shinee/f(x), taemin/krystal
untitled b1a4, gongchan/sandeul
the glow of embers sistar, hyorin
untitled exo, kai/suho
A Winged Cupid Painted Blind exo, kai/suho
being a hyung btob/b.a.p, sungjae/zelo
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jieun hates sulli's new haircut. the way it gathers around her ears makes the roundness of her face seem childish and unpolished, as if there was an intentional effort to strip away from sulli any semblance of graceful femininity she had and reconstruct her into some flower boy caricature that only came across to jieun as being slightly convincing because sulli was already so damn tall.
then again, it's not as if jieun had any right to lament over sulli's hair. the two had barely spoken since their little tea date, and while sulli never hesitated to greet her with a smile and a squeal of "unnie!" whenever they ran into each other at recordings, the feeling of sulli's hand in jieun's from that day was wearing thin in jieun's memory.
in the meantime, however, jieun had gotten closer to the other f(x) members, mostly by chance. today it was with amber, as the two of them were alone backstage in one of the dressing rooms. amber was sitting in a corner with her knees drawn up against her chest, playing with her phone.
"we went to visit sulli and minho-oppa on set the other day," amber says, not looking up. jieun winces at the mention of minho's name.
"hey jieun, do you ever get that feeling where you stop liking something once everyone else starts liking it?" amber asks, still fixated on her phone.
jieun chuckles. "don't they call that hipsterdom?"
"yeah, i guess. but like, you don't really ever stop liking something just because it gets popular, right? like, you tell yourself that you're over it, but it still kinda hangs out in the back of your head and you don't really ever forget about it. know what i mean?"
amber's hands drop into the fold between her legs and her torso, and she stares up at the ceiling. "that other girl who's acting in the drama - i don't remember her name; kim ji-something - she said that sulli looked handsome with her new hair." amber heaves a sigh. "i wanted to punch her. it's like some people don't know a good thing when they see it."
jieun gulps. "so that kim ji-something...does she like sulli?" she asks before she realizes exactly how stupid of a question it was; a girl finding another girl "handsome" or even pretty didn't mean that she was interested in her - or, at least, any more interested than any other girl who routinely holds hands with her girlfriends while walking down the street.
but amber let out a bitter, knowing chuckle and said, "hell if i know. but sulli's been picking up new fangirls left and right and i gotta tell you, jieun, it's kinda funny watching sulli not know what to do with herself with all these girls suddenly throwing themselves at her." amber looks straight at jieun. "it's like, if your hair's short enough, then suddenly you're enough of a 'boy' for girls to start liking you." amber says, self-consciously picking at the ends of her stubby ponytail.
they settle back into silence not long afterwards, and after fifteen excrutiating minutes jieun finally gets called out by a staff member to do a soundcheck. as luck would have it, she passes by sulli in the hallway. sulli flashes her a smile and gives her hand a quick squeeze as she walks past, and jieun feels her knees go weak.
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two hours later, the waiting room is filled with people and the sound of noisy conversation mixed with the constant whirr of the coordi-unnies' blow dryers gives jieun a headache. she sits on one of the couches with her eyes closed and weighs the consequences of painkiller-induced drowsiness against the incessant pounding in her head.
she suddenly feels something heavy drop into her lap and opens her eyes to see sulli curled up next to her on the couch, her head resting in the dip between jieun's thighs. sulli's eyes are closed, and jieun looks down the line of her sleeping figure, tracing the sillhouette of her legs clad in black patterned tights. she isn't wearing any shoes, and jieun can feel a dull heat begin to pool between her legs as she makes out the shape of sulli's gently pointed feet underneath black nylon. jieun feels as if she ought to be embarassed or ashamed for being turned on at the sight of a sleeping girl's stocking feet, but she was too tired and her head hurt too much for her to care.
sulli opens her eyes and looks up at jieun, smiling, and jieun wishes for a moment that the room could be quiet for just ten seconds as an image of a long-haired, bright-eyed Sulli formed in her imagination. the image was son intense that jieun could almost hear this sulli whisper in her ear, "i'm yours, i'm yours, i'm yours."
but instead, short-haired sulli smiles at her from her lap and says, "jieun-unnie, you know you're my favorite, right?"
and jieun tries to convince herself that she'd be alright with just that.
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love the last bit about stockings and iu being her favorite :3
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