─ park

@✵ shin yuna⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Ryujin continued to rub her younger sister's back, knowing how hard it must have been for Yuna to hold all of it in. It was indeed a hard time for her, and she wanted nothing more than to be of help to her. She was her older sister, and unlike their other siblings, she's the closes to their youngest at that moment in terms of proximity. "You don't need apologize Yuna-yah. It's good to let out all your frustrations. Did that help even a little?" She cupped her cheeks and wiped away her tears, smiling down. "Look, your eyes are as puffy as marshmallows now, aigoo~ I should show this to Eomma." She teased.

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ At Ryujin's words and tight hug, the dam finally broke as Yuna clung tightly to Ryujin's waist as she sobbed hard, almost wailing out, releasing all of her frustration to herself. She had no one else to blame for her incompetence but herself. Out of all the missions given to the trainee, she only did one good job so far and its starting to take a toll on her. She buried her face more into her sister's tummy, not really carrying that she might ruined the shirt with her tears. Eventually, the sobbing subdued, leaving her heaving up and down as she tried to recollect herself. "I'm sorry..."

@✵ shin yuna⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Seeing the reaction the younger had emitted when she pulled back made her sigh softly, feeling for her. Her hands made their way over to her cheeks, giving them a squish every now and then to let her know she was listening. "I'm not gonna invalidate your feelings. But I just want you to know, in my eyes, not only as your sister but also as someone who had seen you as a trainee, you're working hard, you're doing your absolute best, and you're improving every single time. Come on, let it all out, then let's eat to our heart's content, yeah?" She wiped away her tears, smiling at Yuna before hugging her tight once again.

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ Yuna wasted no time to wrap her arms around Ryujin's waist and buried her face on her sister's tummy, seeking solace and comfort from all the stress she's feeling right now. Not to mention that the sisters haven't spend time together for quite some time now due to their busy schedules. She took some time, inhaling the comforting scent of her sister before pulling away slightly, tears started to well in her eyes "I messed up pretty bad, unnie... I'm afraid I won't be able to debut at this rate... I tried my best but somehow it always go downhill on the performing day... What should I do, unnie?"

@✵ shin yuna⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Noticing her reaction, Ryujin pursed her lips, about to give in and hug the younger girl only to hear the comeback she had prepared for her. A soft chuckle could be heard as she pulled away and playfully reached up to ruffle her hair. “I don’t think you should be teasing me, given that i’ll be treating you today.” She said with a grin, making her way to stand in front of Yuna, spreading her arms. “Get in here. I’m sorry I haven’t spent time with you in awhile. I’ve been too caught up in work lately. But not to worry, today’s your day, okay?” Her smile softened before she pulled the younger girl into her arms, squeezing her in her arms and rubbing her back. Everything Yuna experienced must have affected her, and she was here as her support, as her sister, not as colleagues.

@◈ shin ryujin⁻ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉʳ Yuna's world plunged into darkness as her sight disappeared abruptly, prompting her to startle and her shoulders to tense in shock. In an effort to stay composed, she took a moment to gather her thoughts and evaluate the unsettling predicament. It dawned on her that the hands obstructing her vision were strikingly petite, ruling out the possibility of a male culprit.

Realization washed over her - there was only one individual mischievous enough to pull off such a prank, her mischievous sister. With this understanding, a wave of relief washed over Yuna, causing her tense shoulders to slacken as she emitted a soft scoff. Her voice laced with a hint of amusement and familiarity, she addressed the unseen figure, confidently declaring, "I recognize these hands, my dear little sister." The tension dissipated, replaced by a sense of playful camaraderie unique to the bond between siblings.

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@✵ shin yuna⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Thankfully the park was near the office, making it easier to look for Yuna. Seeing the tall girl in her said clothing, she quickly snuck up behind her, covering her eyes and deepening her voice as she spoke. "Guess who?" She spoke lowly and slowly.

@♤ jeon wonwoo *easily keeping up with your short as he weave our way around until we managed to get away from the fans, giggling softly as I turn to face you with raised eyebrows*
How do they always know where we are? Sometimes I forget we can't just... walk around like that-- you good though?

@♤ kim taehyung ⱽ *drags you to the park with me, short legs pumping as I try to get you there quicker in the cover of darkness*
I swear to god they always find us. *I grumble, huffing a little out of breath from having to run a couple blocks after two fans spotted us.* Just wanted to go for a damn walk.

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@◈ shin bora⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ *watches Bora take the first bite with a lot of anticipation, only releasing the undue tensiohn when she seems to respond positively. she lets out a laugh and nods firmly*
WIll do~ I'm sure you'll get tons of freebies then
*replies while leanining against a propped knee*
She's in town for a couple more days. Taehwan is taking her to a few places she wanted to visit today; I'm meeting them later on

@◈ ahn heeyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ Mm, I know you're right. Thanks, unnie
*smiles gratefully, a softer expression, before she reaches to grab Yuseong by the back hem of his shirt as he gets up and starts to hobble off. one light tug takes him off of his already shoddy balance and right into the safety of her arms where she gets him to settle comfortably on her lap while he vocalizes in protest. eyes following your ministrations, she pretends to gobble up his chubby cheek which elicits a giggle fit. she straightens up to properly receive the caring words properly and lightly rolls her eyes like a overbore kid despite the smile on her face and the sudden liveliness of her stomach*
Wahh, you think just like a mother. Thank youu
*responds, grabbing the individual bun in question and unwrapping it. an immediately plume of matcha and sesame scents immediately hits her and she makes a noise of wonder*
Smells amazing, I'll eat well~
*chimes before taking a certain bite. if it's coming from momma Ahn, it's guaranteed amazing and she hums positively, confirming the thought with a thumbs up while Yuseong reaches for the bread for the Kid Tax*
Tell your mom that she could totally sell these
*informs, tearing off a little piece and securing it in the toddler's hand*
Is she still in town? Has she gone back yet?

@◈ shin bora⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ *hums in understanding as you speak, head bobbing in a brief series of nods before an air of sympathy settles over her expression. she can't even begin to understand how that must feel, but sympathizes nontheless*
I see, that can't be very easy to think about..but he'll be fine. You're both are doing great, Bo
And I'm sure he'll be a perfect candidate, too. He's super healthy otherwise
*she assures, reaching for the bag that lie abandoned on her other side and rummaging around in it before producing a bunch of wrapped buns*
Mochi bread
*she announces*
Matcha sesame, mom made way too many for Taehwan and I. So, you need to take some for your family so I can rest assured knowing you're all eating well despite being so busy
*she volunteers the snacks into her friends' household, a little grin twisting onto her lips as she holds one out and rocks her hand side to side enticingly*
And you should eat this now, I know you probably didn't have time to eat between the doctor and here

@◈ ahn heeyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ *laughs briefly, a bashful humility to the sound*
I mean, I'm trying- Minho and I really want /him/ to learn early on, so he doesn't struggle as much if he's not a good cochlear candidate. So, we're trying to learn with him to help him along. The doctor said that he's definitely losing his hearing, that's why his speech has been declining so suddenly
*lightly runs a hand through her son's hair with a tight little smile, just glad he's around despite everything*
It'll keep going until it's fully gone. We're still trying to figure out why

@◈ shin bora⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ *she looks on in wonder as you sign, a grin curling at the corners of her lips*
Oo you're learning fast!
*she comments before turning her attention to the toddler as soon as he's in her arms, a bright grin donning her features while she coos at him*
Aigoo, you're so cuute
*tickles him a little before setting him in the space between the two while she briefly mulls over the question*
Ehhh, nothing exciting haha
How about you? What'd the audiologist say?

@◈ ahn heeyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ *chuckles after a grateful pause, shifting Yuseong over to the other side*
Yeah, we had an audiologist appointment today
*nudges his elbow to encourage a wave before, after a moment to recall the hand signs, signs the words as she speaks*
Say hi, imo~
*praises him when he delivers a slightly muddled version of the phrase and heaving an involuntary sigh of relief as she temporarily hands him over*
I figured he wouldn't want to be cooped up all day after, and honestly neither did I
*sighs lightly, leaning back on her palms and soaking up the sun for a moment*
That's why I invited you out today. How are you doing? Anything new?

@◈ shin bora⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ *Heeyeon is smoothing the last corner of a blanket when the familiar voice reaches her ears. she's already smiling to greet Bora but positively brightens at the sight of the little tyke in her arms. she doesn't hesitate to get up and help with the load, lifting the stroller to carry the rest of the way*
I didn't know we were getting a guest! Hi Yuseongie~
*she coos, leaving the stroller to the side and settling down. she holds out her arms to take the kid so Bora can do the same*

@◈ ahn heeyeon⁻ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ *strolls through the park, past fields of people having picnics, playing games, and just generally enjoying the weather and their company. it's a beautiful day as she's pushing an empty stroller while its intended passenger ambles clumsily along beside her. with a safety strap linking their wrists, he can't get very far while her attention briefly settles on her phone as she confirms the meeting place*
Oh, Gogu-ya, this way~
*gently guides her three-year-old in the right direction. it's a bit more of a walk before she sees her friend, attention perking while she raises her non-tethered hand to wave*
Unnie, hi!
*unwilling to brave a stroller AND wobbly toddler over the grass, she's quick to scoop Yuseong up and make her way across the green to reach the elder woman*

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@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *Minho never had any intentions of reporting anything to the upper-ups, not being one to snitch on his students for mistakes that could be mediated with them alone*
*but seeing Wooyoung sweat was a rare treat that not many got to see in this context, so he did relish it a teeny bit. The joy he presented when his student accepted the request, though, was genuine, and he claps the boy on the shoulder warmly*
Excellent
*his hand still on the other's shoulder, he turns to the booth employee, waving at him when his attention falls towards his group* We'll take one round each!
*his request is followed with two handfuls of rings, Minho's red, and Wooyoung's yellow, a total of 6 rings each. The teacher holds his own up with a grin* Are you ready for an action packed game of ring toss?

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //blinks, swallows, blinks again, turns brain on for a rare occasion/
//beating Lee Know in anything - terrible, horrible, probably impossible, what will he think of me; but on the other side - having to explain to Tiffany - terrible, horrible, probably disastrous, what will she think of me/
//swallows again, blinking at the employee, making an impossible decision in my mind/
Okay.
//speaks in a small voice, then clears my throat and goes for the horns/
Let's do this

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ If you beat me at a game here, I'll accept your apology
Take it as your way of making it up to me. It's either this or I file a report with Tiffany
Pick your poison
*as if perfectly timed, an enthusiastic employee from a nearby game booth swings up before them, announcing their need for more players in their next round of games*
*the game in question? toss a ball into a bin. get all 6 balls in to win. simple enough... except they usually bounced out, or rolled out, or somehow evaded the basket altogether*
What do you think? *he prompts again, darting a thumb in the direction of the booth*
One game?

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //does my best to create a look of solemn apology, bouncing on the balls of my feet and chewing my lip nervously, attention only minutely caught by the sudden music from the nearby stand, before returning back to you, only to be left dumbfounded at your words/
Ssaem?
//eyebrows wriggled in the middle of my forehead in confusion i follow, or more like, am dragged away, towards the stall, still lost at what is happening/
What do you mean, ssaem...

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *while Wooyoung was talking, Minho took the chance to actually pat the boy down, dusting him off and smoothing out the wrinkles in his outfit until they both confirmed he was fine*
*dusty... but fine. So he steps away, walking back with his arms slowly folding over his chest*
I'm sorry I saw it too... But seeing how sorry you are now...
*a burst of music explodes from a nearby game stand, announcing a winning player, and sparking an idea in the teacher*
Okay, I found a way for you to truly apologize.
*he starts, a playful grin turning up the corner of his lips*
Let's go play a game

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //makes a disgusted face at the obviously-taken burly man, mimicking a finger down my throat and a vomit expression after it, so he 100% gets the note/
Human trash. I hate men.
//huffs into silence when my name is called sternly, pressing my lips together as if on cue - the reaction one bit too rehearsed, as the tone and source of the order is no other than a superior, and no superior other than THE Lee Know - choreographer and personal idol extraordinaire/
I'm sorry, ssaem...
///mumbles, chewing on my lips, effectively turning them to pulp/
It won't happen again... I-I'm okay, yeah. I know how to protect myself. Just got a lil dusty, nothing a good patting down won't fix.
//offers a sheepish smile and a demonstrating pat to the jacket I'm wearing, a tuft of dust particles exploding out of it to prove me right/
I'm sorry you saw this.

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *of all the people Minho had expected to find tangled up in the fists of a woman, Wooyoung was the first and last one. The first, because of all the trainees, it /would/ be Wooyoung to start mischief, and the last, because he had never expected it to be with a woman*
*one last look at the man pulling her away though... Well, how much more obvious could it be that he was the cause of the chaos when he held his hand in the shape of a phone up to his ear behind the oblivious head of his screaming girlfriend, and mouthing 'Call me!' to Wooyoung as they walked off*
*Yeah. He could believe it*
*with a sigh, he stands firm, listening with meek enthusiasm as his trainee explained what had happened*
Jung Wooyoung
*he interrupts when the spiel finally simmers to a close, his arms still firmly crossed over his chest*
I don't care what happened, I care that you got in that situation. You're training to be an idol. Do you think this would fly if paparazzi caught you?
*Minho has to stop himself when he realizes his dad badge has been pulled all the way out and brandished too high*
*a quick clear of his throat and he loosens his arms to his sides* Are you okay?
Did you get hurt?
*he holds the trainee by the shoulders, giving him a once over*

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //short story long - the position i was found it was not a graceful one, but it was also not a shameful one either - i refused to hit a woman, plus she had brought me to the ground with a dirty trick and was just swinging blindly, if i were to hit it would simply not look good, so at most i was blocking her slaps and holding one of the swinging hands with sharp manicure away from my face/
//once pulled up by the collar, i follow obediently, glad to be out of there, but my joy is short-lived as i recognize who just carried me away like a giant eagle carrying Frodo and Sam out of mount Doom/
Lee Know-ssaem. Great to see you here. Absolutely outstanding. How are you? How's the... kids?
//huffs, my shoulders slouching for a rare occasion of shame/
"Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor Hell hath a fury like a woman scorned", no? I pity the other guy really...
//tries to start, rubbing my nape and brushing it off as a nothing, but soon collapses and drops both hands in helplessness/
Ssaem, it wasn't my fault! Yeah, okay, so i hit on the guy, but he responded! I hit on everyone! He should've said he has a girlfriend! if anything - it's *his* fault! The dirtbag! I was just an innocent bystander-- well, by-sitter, really...

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *It was takoyaki heaven for Minho, gulping down each gooey bite of fishy octopus and dough, fingers sticky with the sauce that made its way beyond the wooden skewer serving as his fork*
*it was a luxury that didn't last long enough, and he threw the container into the bin by the side the of the booth before carrying down the path*
*not far off in front of him was an arrangement of picnic tables, and various seating, serving as a rest spot for those tired from their fun*
*he was prepared to walk on through, when the slurs met his ears*
"You're a ing you know that!"
*every muscle in the dancer's body freezes, head slowly turning to the side with vengeful eyes on the prowl for the bully and their victim*
*it was easy to find, a crash quickly following the noise, and when Minho finally spots the altercation, they're just two tousling bodies rough housing on the ground with more screeching and squawking*
*dad mode: activated*
Hey! HEY!
*his shouts pick up volume, a jog picking up too while he sprints over*
*a man is already trying to get the banshee woman off of -*
Jung Wooyoung?
*there's a lapse in the kicking from the woman and Minho seizes the opportunity to grab his student, pulling him from the fight and dragging him away to the offsides by the trees* What the actual hell is going on?
*he hisses when proper distance has been achieved, and there's no risk of the other lunging back at them*

@◈ lee minho ʟᴇᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ⁻ᶜʰᵒʳᵉᵒᵍʳᵃᵖʰᵉʳ //"Is this seat taken" is a line that's gotten me into many a lap in my day, and today is no different as I find myself seated snugly on a lean, dancey-looking guy at a table by the food stalls, festival music blasting all around as I make myself acquainted with my seat... and the seat's apparent girlfriend/
//something I did not expect, as the guy had invited me with open arms, was that he is taken and said partner is not happy about this development, cooking up a storm with every swear she spits at me/
Miss, I have no idea where you just came from - but let me tell you your man had no problems with me, sitting on his lap, NOR feeding him chips, so you must be doing something wrong.
//worse words are thrown out, the honorable mention of "" and "" breezing past me, as its not the first time/
Miss Thing... you need to calm down...
//and she lunges, trying to get at me, some people holding her back, but the fuss is already created and there are bystanders gathering quickly/