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@[B] Kim Taehyung Seonghwa knew his way around the neighborhood. He knew people where he could stay the night, he knew businesses that'd let him stay in as long as he would clean. Seonghwa had his own home, but more often then not he couldn't bring anyone home because of the creeping paparazzi that lingered around his house. He didn't want anything to blow up on him or nonsensical articles to pop out. Seonghwa only wanted one thing and one thing only - . He no longer wanted to stay in the light of the media, so that's why he had many connections. These connections allowed him to bring people over to their house for that reason and that reason only. They also allowed him to meet new people. It was about time for Seonghwa to go meet with a friend.

He got up, heading out of his own apartment and hopped into his car. He could already see a paparazzi van parked outside. He let out a deep sigh once more as he started his car and began to drive, he let out a deep sigh. Each time he stopped by a red light he grabbed his phone and began to scroll through his calendar, he needed to see who it was today, the friend he'd hang out with today. He had a system, a rotation system that changed every three months and every year the rotation would change to a different pattern again. He scrolled through the calendar, seeing who he'd go hunting with today. Grinning softly to himself as he saw the name, Jaewon, it was easy to go hunting with this friend, especially since the other played a very good wing man.

Seonghwa arrived at the other's apartment ten to twenty minutes later. He hummed softly to himself as he arrived, turning his car off and heading out of the car. He looked around the neighborhood, singing softly to himself then locked the car. The neighbors in the apartment looked a bit happy and very friendly, something similar to a family setting.

That family setting, was something that Seonghwa never experienced at his apartment building. Most of the people living there were all rude and obnoxious. He didn't have much that he could do in the building. He began to walk up the stairs, arriving at the doorway. He laughed softly as the door opened the moment that he stood in front of the door. "Jaewon-ah, are you heading to class already? Should I give you a ride?" Junhoe asked as he teased the other lightly, giving him a soft smile.

"Nope, I'd rather walk, thanks for the offer though hyung." Jaewon stated as he gave Seonghwa a soft pat on the back. Giving him a gentle grin.

"Okay, don't forgot or plans tonight, we got to go hunting, alright?" Seonghwa stated as he winked over at the other, a certain someone catching his eye. He looked over at Jaewon, whistling softly. "Hey, why were you hiding a dime?" he asked as he quirked a brow. "Introduce me later, okay? Nope, I'll do it myself," he stated softly. "We'll drink and go to noraebang and all. I'll just spend time with the cutie," he stated as he whistled softly to himself, giving Jaewon a soft pat on the back. "Hey, Jaewon, you can take my car - just come pick me up." he added as he handed the other the key.

Obviously the other was shocked, since Seonghwa drove an imported sports car and he was trusting it to a high school student. Jaewon rolled his eyes as he patted Seonghwa on the back. He looked over at the other and stared over at his new target. "Hello!" he exclaimed as he bowed his head politely over at the stranger. "The name is Lee Seonghwa, but you might know me as Gray."

[ sorry, I tried to mirror and all orz . ]

@[B] Kim Taehyung [ dude . this is pretty long . but I'll go and reply right now. sorry ;; ]

@[D] Lee Seonghwa —

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Being an extrovert means many good things for a person like Taehyung. First of all, he gets along with //everyone//. Perhaps not literally, but he knows enough for him to proudly say he's "famous 'round town," despite it being a joke. Knowing everyone basically gets him access to everything. Taehyung and connections go perfectly hand-in-hand. Second, Taehyung has an entire list of contacts to scroll through when emergencies come up, like when he needs someone to model for him for one of his art projects, or someone to rehearse lines with for a big, city play. Sometimes, he'll bake cookies and not know what to do with the leftovers (and Taehyung eats a //lot// of sweets, //all// the time), so he calls a friend or two, maybe three, over so they can help him finish them before they go bad. He also bakes batches for his neighbours at two o'clock in the morning, but that's another story.

That was actually how he met one of his neighbours, actually. The live in the same apartment complex, and somehow, they found out they went to the same university as well. They had hit off immediately, especially since Taehyung always knows how to keep conversations flowing in the right direction—also because he baked him warm, chocolate chip cookies at one in the morning. For the record, though, Taehyung didn't intend on bothering him at a ty hour like that, but he had heard loud music playing from the unit next to his, so he thought he could give the resident a small visit with a plate of freshly-baked cookies on a plate of yellow smiley faces.

His name is Jaewon, and he's a year older than Taehyung, but they get along well enough despite having a bit of a contrast in personalities. He majors in biology and Taehyung is a theatre kid, and Taehyung does the talking most of the time while Jaewon just listens, but it works, and they're both completely fine with.

On a Monday morning, Taehyung visits Jaewon at the door. He doesn't have classes today, but he has rehearsal tonight for a musical next month, and they're on the brim of getting the final stages together, and everyone's doing really good (except, of course, Taehyung is doing his ultimate best—no mistakes and all). Jaewon, however, has classes in the morning.

"You're going already? I was going to ask if you wanted chocolate chip cookies or oatmeal cookies. Do you like oatmeal? You're not allergic to oats, right? Can people be allergic to oats-"

"I like oatmeal. And no," Jaewon replies with a small, fond smile, "I'm not allergic to oats. I'll be back late tonight because my friends invited me out to dinner and noraebang, so don't wait for me, yeah?"

"Have fun! Make sure to stay safe, and drink water. Stay hydrated and make sure you have a designated driver if you're drinking!" Taehyung had always been a worrier since young, but he doesn't like being called that. It's just in him. It's not like he's saying it to remind other people to be safe—it's simply out of habit, and it's not like it's a bad thing anyway, right?

Jaewon is snorting and giving him a small pat on the back in attempt to let Taehyung know he'll be all right, when an unfamiliar man appears at the doorway. Taehyung has no idea who he is, but Jaewon seems to know him. They talk a little as Taehyung stands by the kitchen island, eyes glued to Jaewon's dog, a fluffy, white shih tzu, who circles excitedly around his ankles.

(Taehyung loves animals. Animals love Taehyung. It works out wonderfully.)

@[D]Wang Jackson It was quite chilly out so Youngjae had stepped a bit closer to Jackson. He blushed heavily when the other grabbed his hand and gave him a shy smile back. It was nice, he felt safe walking with the other and he was happy that he didn't have to go home that night, he hoped that Jackson would do this again but he didn't want to ask. He lit up when the other asked what he liked. "Oh, well I like to listen to music. I also like to draw as well", he muttered with a soft chuckle. He was glad the other started a conversation because he wanted to talk but he had no idea what to say.

@[B] Yoo Youngjae The street was chilly. A breeze blew past Jackson's exposed face, nipping at every piece of skin it could get to. He was freezing all the way down to his bone. Why he hadn't added an extra layer this morning was beyond him. However, as long as he had Youngjae by his side he wouldn't freeze. It was like a dream. Just an hour ago he was getting off work, shoveling papers and responsibility into his desk before clocking out, winded, tired.

Now, he was walking a very pretty boy who might have just been his answer to love itself (though, Jackson did have a habit of being just a tad melodramatic) home to his place. His odd, non-conventional home full of broken yet beautiful people. He was as excited as he was nervous. What if Youngjae found it too weird? What if he stormed out in a fit and never came back? Jackson wouldn't be able to handle that. In response to his own worries, he held Youngjae's hand tighter in his own, smiling down at the sweet boy.

"What do you like, Youngjae?" Jackson asked. Maybe some light conversation would chase away some of the cold.

@[B] Lee Jihoon Hyunwoo gets exhausted when he almost spent his time laying on the couch, watching tv and eating various of snacks after he came back to South Korea few weeks ago. Everything turned to a new place really quick in general. Like when he was a kid, there weren't many skyscrapers around here but Hyunwoo guessed that the economy here probably got better until now. Sighing, Hyunwoo cleans his table and couch, heading to his room once he is done cleaning up and changing his comfy clothes to a blue jeans, a plain white t-shirt and a really nice black leather jacket that his father brought for him as a gift for winning his very first photography competition. He takes his newly dslr camera which is Canon EOS 5DS that he brought exclusively few days ago. He styles his hair a little bit and quickly walks out from his apartment after getting his walet and wears a pair of high top sneakers. By the time he walks on the street and all LED lights start to flash out since it's getting darker, he begins to snap few edges of his view and the detailed dark sky above him. He smiles when he sees the results and snaps few pictures again as he walks slowly on the street. As he does what he is doing right now, a boy just comes into his camera lens' view and from there, Hyunwoo somehow feels a kind of emotion but he cannot describe any of it so, he snaps. Twice and he continues to walk to a nearby cafe, deciding to end his journey here with a cup of coffee.