↳ female trainee rooms

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ The snap of the shorts against her hip caused another slightly louder moan, to which Jungah quickly chuckled and shushed at Rosie as if the sound had come from her. “So eager,” she whispered teasingly, giving another small peck to Rosie’s lips. “But sure. I’ll get up.” She eased back off of her lap, running her own hands over her chest as she got up. Rosie was in for a show.

Jungah began moving her hips to a song only played in her own head. The movements were slow and deliberate, giving Rose as good of a view of her backside as she could before bending over, back arched as she slowly dragged the shorts down her legs. It ended with a little flip of her red hair as she got back up, tossing the garment at her friend as she stood there . “Better?” she asked, one brow arched challengingly.

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ even though jungah kept saying she was straight, the enthusiasm the other woman always had when kissing or ing was always...suspicious. but rose wasn't one to judge—she debuted in an idol group and decided she hated it, leaving almost as fast as she could get away with.

rose sighed softly as their tongues pressed together, and she kept the pace slow and steady as she squeezed the other woman's s. when her head was pulled back to bare her neck, rose slid her hands down jungah's sides to fingertips under the waistband of her shorts, snapping them gently. "you're gonna have to get up to take these off, you know."

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ She gave it a single moment to bonder it over before nodding. “Fair enough.” Jungah gave a short sniffle and shrugged her shoulders. “The kisses themselves are a reward.” She draped her arms over Rose’s shoulders, locking her fingers together behind her as she pulled her in for more kisses. For as straight as she would say she was she knew Rosie would never truly judge her. And in that there was a sort of relief.

Feeling Rose’s tongue against her lips was all the hint she needed to push forward, parting her lips and welcoming Rose’s tongue with her own. It was the kind of kiss that always managed to chase away the worries and self-hatred, leaving a calm in her heart as she pressed herself into her friend’s touch.

A singular hushed moan escaped , causing her to pull back from the kiss momentarily. Two could play those games. Jungah leaned closer, her breath rolling against Rose’s neck, announcing the approach of her lips before placing hungry kisses up along the skin.

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ "you absolutely would." rose laughed quietly and leaned into the touch as jungah's hands moved along her body, and she shuddered slightly before leaning closer to kiss her. "i will *never* ask you to stop, believe me." the blonde's lips curled upwards into a small smile as their lips met once again in a kiss, and she took the opportunity to deepen it, flicking her tongue along jungah's bottom lip. slowly, her hands moved to squeeze jungah's s before her thumbs rubbed over her s slowly, wanting to take her time—jungah was right, if nobody was in the dorms at this time of night they weren't coming back until the next day.

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ Jungah faked shock and offence, playing it up dramatically at Rose’s words. “You think I would sneak out past curfew to stop at kissing?” It’s her turn to be the sensual one, running her hands slowly up the other’s shoulders, tracing her fingers up her collarbones and to her neck, all the while leaning in closer towards her. “I may be a fool, Rosie, but I’m not that dumb.” There is the faintest hint of laughter to her hushed voice as her hands come up to cup the woman’s soft cheeks, her thumbs following her cheekbones with an almost reverent touch. “I had not been here at all if all it took to stop me were some innocent words.” Her lips pressed softly to Rose’s, parting against the plump softness. “The only thing in this world that would stop-“ she continued, her breath heated from excitement. “-would be you saying no to this.”

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ rose sighed softly as jungah kissed her again, realising belatedly that what she said probably wasn't the nicest thing to say—no matter how much the other girl *didn't* admit it, she was obviously a bit sensitive to things that could implicate her being lazy. "sorry babe, didn't mean to say that." she whispered quietly against the redhead's lips and held onto jungah's hands before pulling away, looking at her with a smile. "i know we were...getting very particular in our text messages, but i—i wouldn't mind if you don't want to go further than this."

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ For once she was thankful for the cover of her large shirt as her face twisted in momentary conflict briefly at Rose’s words. Luckily it was short, her face back to that teasing grin as the shirt finally slipped off her arms to disappear off into the dark with Rose’s own sweater. “Of course I do,” Jungah chuckled. “It’s more fun when you do it.” She her bottom lip as she felt those familiar hands gently moving up her sides, knowing where they were headed long before they arrived. Perhaps that was why she had lifted her arms as Rose leaned in closer, her hands quickly finding the other’s on her chest. She tangled her fingers in between Rose’s own, gently squeezing as their lips met for another kiss.

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ "always making me do your dirty work." rose teashed and slipped her hands underneath jungah's shirt to lift it up and off of her body, tossing it to the side off of the bed. her hands continued their way up jungah's sides as rose pressed closer to kiss her once again, not pausing her hands until they were firmly holding her s.

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ There is a truth to Rose’s words, as Jungah still sits there fully clothed straddling her lap. She lets out a dry chuckle. “Oh, you’re not wrong.” Her index fingers slowly ghost along Rose’s arms and up her shoulders, tracing her neck before Jungah’s hands settle against each of Rose’s cheeks. She flashes a cocky smile and leans in, letting her teeth teasingly grace the blonde’s bottom lip. “But if you’re gonna be impatient, why not do something about it yourself?”

Both her hands slowly raise above her head as she looks at her with mock-defiance, one brow arching a little, the curve reflecting the little quick up from the corner of .

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ rose's lips curled upwards into an indulgent smile as jungah complimented her, and she let out a content sigh as the other woman's lips trailed along her jawline. "i don't think it's quite fair that you're still fully dressed and here i am, only wearing shorts and nothing else."

she lifted herself up to a sitting position and slid her arms around jungah's waist, leaning closer to kiss her again. "c'mon jungah, take off your shirt."

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ Jungah gave little care to where she discarded the sweater, letting it drop down to the floor somewhere off the bed. “You know it’s not,” she chuckles in a hushed voice. Nonetheless she takes in the view as if it was the very first time. For no matter how much she looked at her Jungah could not escape that tug that Rose’s body had on her soul. Each familiar curve of her slender figure was a reminder of those moments of relief, where everything else seized to exist but them and their little games.

The light peck against her lips breaks the momentary spell as the red-head blinks her eyes slowly. Even without thinking she leans against Rose’s touch, leaning down to place a peck of her own against her lips. “But you also know that you’re hard to take eyes off of, Rosie,” she whispers, letting her lips trail gently along her jawline.

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ "they still might." rose grinned up at jungah and let her arms fall back onto the bed as jungah's hands slipped up her sweater. she sighed softly when jungah complimented her body, and she stretched her arms up above her head—this movement caused her back to arch off of the bed, pushing her chest closer to the other woman.

"this can't be the first time you've seen me half ." the blonde teased before bringing a hand up to trail her fingers along jungah's jawline, leaning up to peck her lips before lowering herself back down to the bed.

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ “Eh…” Jungash waves of the concern nonchalantly. “If they ain’t back yet, they’re not coming back tonight, relax.” The light tug of her red hair earned Rose a short moan of surprise, the red-head’s face semi-obstructed by her own hair as she grinned. Seemed it wasn’t just her seeking any comfort she could find at the moment.

“With pleasure,” she purrs. Her hands are already sliding over the sweater Rose wore, silently appreciating the curves on her slender body. “And then-“ she cooed, sneaking her fingers under the hem of the sweater, trailing them just as slowly back up against Rose’s warm skin. Soon, she thought to herself, letting her hands hungrily explore beneath the garment. She took her time, letting the fingers brush teasingly near the swell of her chest before pushing further up, slowly revealing her stomach. “Oooh, only a sweater and shorts,” she teased happily, giving a more substantial tug to pull the sweater up over Rose’s head and to her arms, stopping when it was all balled into her fist right as Rosie’s wrists. Jungah’s eyes made a slow pan over her half- form, wanting to kiss it just like the moonlight did. “Well, lookie at you, hot stuff.”

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ "because who knows when everybody's coming back?" rose laughed softly and tugged playfully at jungah's hair where she held it up so it wouldn't get in the way, leaning up to meet her halfway into a kiss. she sighed contently and nipped at jungah's bottom lip before laying back down and breaking the kiss to look up at her. "of course i wanted you here, i—"

rose cut herself off and shook her head, adjusting so she was sitting up and jungah was hovering just above her. "come on, i think we can take off a few layers, get comfortable."

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ Jungah stops for the faintest moment to glance at the door. “Why lock if no one is here?” Of course that never meant the dorm was completely empty. Make enough noise after curfew and you would be sure to get an earful. Not that it ever had or would stop Jungah from doing what she wanted. And right now, that was the very person distracting her.

“Oh, I see they left a lingering burn,” she teases as she leans closer again, giving her friend a proper kiss. Well, a bit more heated than the ones you’d see in the movies. “Can’t say I don’t long for those Rosie lips when I lay in bed lonely-“ she hums against Rose’s lips. “-So I’m glad you asked me to come.”

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ "don't forget to lock—" rose interrupted herself as jungah crawled on top of her in bed, and she stretched her arms up and let her head fall back against the pillow. she couldn't help but chuckle as her lips parted in a soft gasp, her legs spreading beneath jungah above her. "oh, maybe it's a little bit of both. all i know is that your kisses definitely make the time pass by without a care in the world from me."

she slid her hands up jungah's arms to hold onto the back of her neck, combing her fingers through red hair so it was out of the way. "c'mere, give me a kiss."

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ The bright red of Jungah’s hair spun around her, draping over her shoulders as she took in the right of Rose before her. She didn’t really know why she had began flirting this late at night, but when Rose had responded it kind it had not taken long for the texting to turn to an invite. So here she was. “You say that-“ she scoffs quietly, making a few quick steps over to the bed. A small smile played over her features as she leaned in, pressing a light kiss to Rose’s forehead. “-but you’re not exactly quiet, are you?”

She didn’t ask before getting up into the bed, crawling up Rose’s body as she pressed the younger into the mattress. “So… past midnight and you invite me over.” Jungah arches a brow as she leans closer, letting her lips trace a path along the other’s neck. “Is Rosie feeling lonely? Or just bored?”

@✵ yoo jungah⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ rose didn't usually stay in the dorms, but as a psuedo trainee she had a room there. so when jungah had texted her, she wasted no time in inviting the other girl over. she had pulled on a large sweater over her pair of shorts, not sure if it even mattered what she was wearing anyway—with the way their text conversation was going, none of it was going to be staying on for very long.

she looked up when she heard the door and waited for jungah to move to the room before stretching her arms up, blinking slowly and grinning at the sight of the other girl. "hey. nobody's here right now, so we don't have to be *that* quiet."

@◈ roseanne park ʀᴏsé⁻ᵐᵘᵃ Jungah was sure she looked as shabby as shabby could come as she carefully unlocked the dorm-room door. She hadn’t thought far enough to tie her laces, the aglets of her laces clicking gently against the floor as she did her best to not wake anyone. Another two wide steps and she was out of the room, being just as careful as she quietly closet the door again. God, why did everything sound so much louder when you tried to be silent?

With the first step done she squatted down, pushing the wide bottom of her (very obviously made for a man) joggers to get access to her shoes, where she promptly shoved the mess of untied laces in along her ankle. Not comfortable, but who cared. She’d be comfortable enough soon enough.
Without the click of the aglets she was far more silent and nimble on her feet, barely making a sound as she hurried past the other dorm rooms to the one she had been invited too. She stood up a bit straighter, letting her body stretch fully as she let out a long yawn, one final one for the night.

Her eyes flicked back and forth in the hallway as she opened the door, still keeping watch for any movement or sound as she slipped in through the little crack she afforded herself. So far it seemed no one else had woken up at least. The door closed behind her with a small click, feeling more like a hammer from a gun slamming into the doorframe. But it remained quiet as Jungah let out a small sigh of relief, her baggy t-shirt drooping down to expose one pale shoulder.

@✵ myoui mina⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ () imma go ahead and start because I know us lmao


okay lets see-
marshmallow fluff, popcorn, lucky charms - marshmallows seperated. check, check and check
/ lisa eyes the ingredients laid out on her end of the counter; she places them in order in which she'll need mentally and verbally checking them off her list
ah heck, the oil so the fluff doesn't stick to my hands
/ she huffs at her forgetful memory, she had literally just been talking about it to mina as she was getting the stuff out. she rummages through the cabinets quickly, avocado oil will do.
okayyyy, do you have your stuff? what are you making again?
/she asks her friend, throwing a glance over her shoulder at the other end of the counter in which Mina occupies

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The crisp rustle of the sheets broke the long settled silence in the trainee's room as Yewon, in an effort to get up, threw her legs over the edge of the stiff mattress, fighting both gravity and thoughts as she struggled to sit up straight, ultimately allowing her weight to fall all on her arms which rested by her sides, shoulders slouching as her head hung low. It had taken an enormous amount of effort to finally get the motivation to move from the position she had been in for... god knows how long. Yet it would take her just as long to actually get up.

Yewon had missed practice today. She didn't feel bad about it, truth be told. The trainee didn't particularly get along with any of the other girls, very much out of her own disinterest in any other human being, except for that one specific person. Though, in her eyes, they shouldn't really be classified as a human, more so something in the likes of a god, and therefore all interest and affection towards fellow individuals was close to null. There was nothing that sparked her interested. Not here, not in the many lessons she was made to take. There was just nothing Yewon wanted or needed. What exactly was she doing in this place... she didn't know.

The late night walks in the now chilly weather, more often than not accompanied by sudden rainstorms, had unsurprisingly gotten the girl sick for the past week. Or at least that's what she claimed to the trainers. Whether or not it is the truth is for her and for her only to know. However, one thing we can know for certain is that those exact night walks were the only thing able to get Yewon to feel something. Anything.

As her feet dragged on the ground on the way to her messy desk, hidden under endless disregarded papers and a single night lamp, the damp sound of raindroplets hitting the window made her wish she was nowhere but outside, in that familiar yet ominous secluded spot. There was nothing she wished more than to be under another needle-like shower, her characteristic expressionless expression as her eyes mirrorred the clouds above her. But today she wouldn't go outside. What was the point in skipping practice if she was to be caught in her excuse?

In yet another lonely night, Yewon allowed her body to lazily fall on the chair, a delicate rustling filling the void as her arms promptly created a nest among the papers in which her head would rest for the rest of the night. And she fell asleep, closed eyes echoing the cries of the skies.

@♡ jeon somi () i'm sorry this is very very super duper late sweetie ;; Also I'm just gonna assume this is wayyyy before her comeback

"Cutest tennis outfit? For one day of playing?" Her eyes widened, giving a sheepish grin as she laughed nervously, having no clue what kind of outfit Somi had in mind but as long as she got to spend time with her, she was more than happy to oblige. "A wig, yes, or do you know those spray-on hair coloring thing? Maybe some make up that makes you look different? I have no clue how to do that but we'll get to that once we're there." The short-haired girl grinned, wiggling her eyebrows at her.

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ "Ew, eyeing someone? No. If anyone is eyeing anyone, they're eyeing ME. I'm the one that's the catch. I don't have time for them anyway. I'm preparing for a comeback, and now you're gonna sneak me into the club." Somi's ramble ended with her bumping shoulders against Sua's, a devilish grin pulled at the corner of her lips. "Your secrets are all safe with me. Now that you've agreed to my day plans, we'll buy you the cutest tennis outfit at the mall. We're gonna make everyone /wish/ they were as hot as us handling those fuzzy balls. But let's circle back," her bracelets jingle as she traces a circle in the air between them, "to this sneaking me into the club thing. How would we do it without me getting spotted? Anyone could just take a photo. I'd have to wear a disguise. Maybe a wig?"

@♡ jeon somi “Orrrrr I can sneak you in~” She said in a singsong tone, wiggling her eyebrows as she grinned. “Then again, we can’t take that chance. Still, the girls there probably miss you too. But if we ever get a chance- even if that means dragging along ALL the CEOs of the company, let’s go.” She hummed and nodded only to chuckle. “You aren’t eyeing anyone at the moment right? All men do is break hearts.” She shrugged only to grin widely. “That’s why you’re my favourite~ Don’t tell Miso eonnie that though.” The activities made her raise a brow only to nod in agreement. Any time she spent with Somi was fun and she wasn’t going to give that up for anything. “Fine fine, let’s go do that. You gotta teach me how to play though cause i’ve got no clue.”

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ "Perfect, that was my goal~" Somi giggles along with the Regina comment, easily falling into Sua's warm embrace. Apart from Jennie, who was increasingly busy these days due to DIA's schedule, this girl here was truly the only one who Somi could call her friend. "Girl, you KNOW I am DYINGGGG to get back in the club. But if my manager, no - if the CEOs catch even a WHIFF of me getting within a 10 mile radius of the club, my entire career is going to be yanked out from under my red-bottomed shoes. And I cannot afford that. I'm so much prettier famous," she sighs, using the mirror from the front seat to primp her bangs. "That jerk got me in so much trouble. Men are worth nothing, y'know that, Moonie?" Another deep sigh. "I thought I'd take you out!" She perks up immediately from the change of topic. "So first, shopping - duh - and then, I was thinking... Call me crazy... Tennis? I wanna act out my kdrama fantasies with you. You work far too hard and too much."

@♡ jeon somi The girl couldn't stop herself from snorting, shaking her head in amusement before she slid inside, bowing politely to the driver before pulling Somi into a bear-crushing hug. "You sounded like Regina." She laughed, letting the other go, looking up at her friend from head to toe before moving her gaze back to her face. "I believe it was a week ago? Or 2 weeks ago? You really should come visit the bar, I promise to give you free drinks! God I missed you!" She gasped, hugging her once again. "So where we going?"

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ It was only moments later that Somi landed visuals on her friend. The shaded window immediately rolled down, a manicured nail slamming the button with all her might. "Get innnnnnnnnn hhhhh! We're going outtttttttt!" she shrieks, bursting into roaring laughter. Her driver unlocks the doors, and Somi reaches out to push the back door open for her friend. "Come in, come in! I have found the perfect place to bring us. Oh my gosh! Whennnn was the last time we even saw each other face to face?! !" A hand slams to her chest, jaw dropped. "I missed youuuu!"

@♡ jeon somi Sua was the type to wear comfy clothes anytime, anywhere, even during performances, her clothing were quite comfortable to her. And even in a slightly warmer weather, she wears comfy sweaters despite it not being as comfy in the said temperature. The girl had evaluated her choice of clothing, thinking of changing it until she read the test from Somi, making her smile and decide to just head down, making sure the things she needed were with her.

[ text to: somsom aka work wifey :beer: ]
- I'm on my way down

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ *it was a quick drive over in the back of the large, whit etruck her chauffeur fronted, all the way to the dorms*
*a quick text to Sua let her know she was just in front of the building waiting for her*
*her own hair had been piled atop her head, with loose strands framing her face and neck. The warmer weather meant cuter clothes, and better heels, and she was definitely dolled up in a variation of that waiting for her friend*
*another quick text*

[ text to: moonie ]
- paliiiiiiiiii!