─ rooftop

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ Sua nodded slowly, if his target market was that, he was indeed on the right track, and she was happy for him in that matter, which made a grin play on her face just as he sat up. Soon, the drunken smile left, replaced by a little pout as she looked from the bottle to his hand that reached for it. “But why???” Her question came out more of a whine, now pondering the pros and cons of handing him the bottle. Sadly, she was too drunk to even think so she decided to bring it near him only to pull it back quickly, grinning at him. “Take it from me then.”

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ As you know, those kinds of things sold well in public. And I kinda aim for the western market too. So I think that would work.
//looking back at you with a concerned look on my face, I decided that it's time for me to stop you from drinking more than you already do. Sitting back up, I gestured for the bottle/
Now I sit back up then now you should stop drinking that. Your face already looked like a steamed crab; you know. You can drink more tomorrow, or later in the dorm. It's risky to get drunk in the rooftop like this.

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ It was merely unexpected, the theme that he chose, but she had nothing against it, from a musician’s perspective, she would give him an A+ for creativity. “So what made you decide on that?” She asked which was followed by a soft thank you as he handed her the bottle back, taking another swig. A shiver ran down her spine as she visibly showed just how she isn’t used to the taste of alcohol. By now, her face was red, feeling the heat coursing through her entire body. She had to pinch the front of her shirt, pulling it back and forth as if to fan herself as she looked up then turned her attention back to him. “You’ll get dirty there if you lay down.”

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ You heard it right. The theme is hooking up.
//scrunches my nose at the teasing but that didn't last long as some very intrusive thought flashes in my brain that got me shake my head real quick. Although, looking at your intoxicated state, I would feel like a total jerk if I ever say what was in my mind. Sighing, I handed the soju bottle back to you then lay down on the concrete floor, not really minding if it's gonna make my shirt and hair dirty//
Since it wont be promoted, i can try to be as explicit as I want to. But still not that wild till the higher up would reject it immediately haha

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ “I think i’m drunk now. I didn’t hear you well, I thought you said the theme was hooking up.” She gave a soft chuckle, only for her brows to raise, seeing the redness occupying his cheeks, making her purse her lips inwards. “So you’re saying you do have some experience on it.” The tone of her voice was teasing as she wiggled her eyebrows a bit, smirking before it turned into a full smile. “So are you saying you’re looking for experience?” She continued to tease, chuckling softly afterwards. “I’m kidding, i’m kidding. But i’ll be glad to help if you need me to, although I can’t say i’ll be of help writing based on experience, I have none.” She admitted before holding a hand out to him. “Can I have the soju back please?”

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ "Of course. I'm only one door away after all." He chuckled although his interest was picked up when she said something about sharing her problem with the Deux members but not wanting to push something that she might ready to share, Mingi decided to just drop the topic about that. Despite her eagerness on learning about the song, he wasn't sure if it's the right time to talk about the song he's currently working at, not when the theme was something that was definitely not innocent. "Uh the theme is hahaha... uh... hooking up? heh." Now he had to say it out loud, MIngi felt his cheeks turned red out of embarrassment. Hand went up to rub the back of his neck, a sheepish smile on his face. "N-not that I have a lot of experience on that kind of thing haha... we were busy preparing for the debut after all and with promotions and all... Definitely not because of personal experience."

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ She ran her fingers through her hair, ending down to the tips before she fanned her face, feeling the warmth spreading through her body just from that small intake of alcohol. Her gaze wasn’t on him but she continued to listen, nodding every now and then to let him know she was listening. Her attention moved to him though at his words, the corner of her lips lifting into a small smile. “Really? So if I want to just hang out, or talk randomly, I can just knock on your door?” Sua asked playfully, her eyelids feeling slightly heavy but instead of feeling sleepy, she felt tired. “But that’s really nice of you oppa. I know I can count on everyone in Le Deux, but sometimes I-“ Her words were cut off as she got lost in thought. “That sounds good. Do you have a theme in mind you want to try?” The short-haired girl had to sit up a bit, ears perking at a potential project they could do together.

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ Humming as his confirmation of her order, Mingi input the order and put his phone back once he's done with it then take another puff from his vape. Knowing that the rooftop was indeed being a perfect place for people to take a breather during nighttime, well, himself included. "Maybe because out here, we can have a sense of tranquility? Its rather peaceful so it helps to sort things out in the head." Looking at the girl beside him who was obviously already entering the state of drunkenness, he let out a soft snort. "You will never bother me, please. You are too important for me to just ignore. Give me a call or even a text, I will definitely come to you, even though it was just only to waste time or get some midnight snacks." Mingi quickly looked away, not wanting her to see the slight redness on his face. "You know." he started again "Maybe you can help me with my song? Who knows it could help you to divert your mind from whatever is bothering you. What do you say? Not now of course, maybe tomorrow or the day after."

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ “Half and half please.” She replied, tone a but soft as she brought her knees up, wrapping her arms around her legs to rest her chin against her knees. “I mean i’ve seen some people go up here at night. When i’m in the recording studio late at night, some would pass by to check. I’ve caught Ryujin errr ssaem… Not sure how to address her as since we’re the same age, anyway, I saw her sneak up at night. The rooftop is more accessible for others at night when they have problems to sort out in their head.” She managed to say, feeling slightly tipsy despite only drinking a small amount. A hun could then be heard from her as she turned her attention to him, her cheek against her knees this time. “I know I can talk to you and Eunbi unnie and even Lix, but I feel like it isn’t as deep enough as the problems others are facing. I might just be bothering you.”

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ "Yes, that's why I said eating the chicken and drinking coke instead of beer is better." He chuckled and even more so when he caught the grumbling sound coming from her stomach. Taking his phone out, he searched for his usual fried chicken place to order some fried chicken for them. "Is half and half, okay? or do you want the original? or full spicy?" Mingi asked while his eyes still locked on the screen. Looking at the younger girl when he heard her words, Gin shook his head while laughing "Really? Melodramatic huh? I'm not the one who is almost get drunk though." he reached out once more to give Sua's forehead a light flick. "But really though. Is something bothering you? You know you can always talk to me about anything."

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ A soft whine of protest could be heard from the girl as the bottle was taken from her. She might have a been a teensy tiny bit tipsy but she’s trying to register that part still. Everything seemed okay from her perspective, save for the earth moving around them, but that’s normal, wasn’t it? The earth rotates, therefore the motion that she was seeing was normal, she concluded silently. “But isn’t beer still alcohol?” She retaliated, raising a brow at him, although the sound of chicken did perk her interest, making her stomach make a soft grumbling noise. “Okay fine, but can I finish the soju later oppa?” Her eyes darted over to the bottle he had set aside, not even noticing the pet on her head. “I feel like not a lot of people would be here during this time. Lots of melodramatic people here at night though.” She said with a sheepish grin, the redness of her face making her look even more flushed.

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ "Don't worry. It's just from time to time. And yep, I love coffee." Mingi chuckled as he also looked up to the sky, watching the clouds moving above them. The weather seemed so perfect but why both of them were drinking like someone who had a lot of problems? Well, maybe they are. Bringing his attention back to Sua, he noticed how her face was already flushed red, a definite sign that this girl was already down the drunken road. Mingi took the soju bottle from her and set it aside. "It might be not enough, but I think you've had enough of the soju, Sua. Lets just eat the fried chicken with coke instead with maekju. If you're getting drunk here, it would be dangerous. We have to pass the CEO offices on our way down after all. And I definitely don't want them to see you staggering." Reaching out, he gave her head a little pet of affection. "But you know, I wonder, why would you go drinking this early though?"

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ “Don’t use that too much, okay? It’s not exactly healthy.” She warned him, watching a cloud of smoke puff out of his mouth as he breathed out. “Wow, it really does smell like coffee, do you like coffee? Is that why you chose that scent? I’ve only ever smelled cotton candy scented ones or fruit scented ones.” Her gaze then turned up to the sky, using her hands to steady herself as she leaned back, stretching her legs a bit. Sua then smiled, taking hold of the bottle before she sat back up. “Those do sound good with soju. But would the amount of alcohol be sufficient?” The girl raised the bottle a bit, mixing the contents inside before she took another sip, face morphing into something bad, feeling the heat against . She put the bottle down, pursing her lips inwards as she squinted a bit.

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ The startled look on her face was enough to make Mingi laugh, despite that was not his intention to do. Hearing her reason for drinking, he just gave the girl a little pet on the head without saying anything, in case he might said something wrong and made things worse for her. After getting her permission to smoke, Mingi took a deep inhale of the vape, savoring it a little before exhaling it, head turned to the other side so the smoke wouldn't hit Sua on her face. Taking one more inhale before shifting his attention back to her, Mingi took the bottle from her hand "Don't mind if I do." He took a swig of the drink and returned it to her. "you know, it would taste better with fried chicken. or any fried snacks. Should I order something, and have it delivered here? time to turn this party up. Party of two."

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ Lost in thought, the girl wasn’t even made aware with Mingi’s presence, only jumping in her seat when she heard a deep voice from beside her, the bottle almost falling but managing to catch it in time, leaving most of the contents safely inside. One hand was on her chest as she looked over at her groupmate, a sheepish smile playing on her lips. “Sorry, you startled me.” She started, trying to sound cheerful as always as she hid the bottle from his sight, only to give a little pout, realizing he already seen it. “Ah well, does it count if it’s a pity party? Not that it’s me feeling sorry for myself.” She chuckled softly, bringing a hand up as she shook her head. “Go ahead.” She nodded towards the vape in his hand before she looked back at the building, taking another swig, not even bothering to hide it anymore. “Want a sip too?” Her hand that held the bottle extended over to him as she smiled his way.

@♊︎ moon sua ᴸᵁᴬ ". This ain't it!"

Frustrated groan left Song Mingi's lips as he almost threw the headphone to the screen but luckily, he managed to catch himself just in time before he could make any stupid actions. Slumping back against the chair, his eyes glared at the unfinished song in front of him in the monitor, as if mocking him for his incompetence right now. reaching to the vape inhaler in his pocket, Mingi let out another curse when he remembered that there's no smoking policy in the studio room. Begrudgingly, he made his way out to the rooftop, hoping that he could at least get some good puffs and rest his brain for a little bit before returning back to the studio.

Arriving at the rooftop, at the first glance, Mingi was sure he was all alone there, but he was proven wrong as he ventured deeper and saw Sua there with unmistakably a bottle of soju in her hand which made him raised his brow, knowing that she wasn't a type of someone who would turn to alcoholic drinks whenever she faced any problems. But then again, he might still haven't known her that deep yet, and for sure, he wasn't one that should chide her if she chose to drink soju at time like this.

Slowly making his way towards the younger girl, careful so to not startle her; Mingi cleared his throat to get Sua's attention before sitting down beside her. "You didn't tell me you have soju with you. Is there a party happening and I didn't get invited?" He chuckled, trying to at least be keeping any tension down as he took out his vape device, lightly shaking it towards her. "You don't mind if I take few inhales of this right? Don't worry, its just the normal coffee scented liquid, definitely not narcotics or weeds." Mingi chuckled, turning to look at her with big grin on his face.

@♊︎ song mingi ᴳᶦⁿ Everyone knew Sua was quite the energetic one, always ready to write, ready to talk, ready to perform, all-in-all just ready to be her energetic self. But, she didn’t feel like herself lately, everything was overwhelming and she felt as if her friends were already burdened so she didn’t think she could reach out.

With a bottle of soju she managed to sneak in through her duffel bag, she made her way up to the rooftop, slipping out of the recording studio. Once she arrived, making sure no one else was there, she slumped down on the floor, quickly rummaging through her bag and taking out the familiar green bottle. Sua wasn’t one to drink, in fact, despite being a bartender for quite a while during her trainee days, she has never drank a single drop. Sure she listened to some customers and all, even been asked to drink with them but she was firm on her no’s when it came to that, after all, she was too busy to sleep and had too many ideas for songs. This was the only time she decided to drink her worries away, not that it was too deep but she could at least try to forget about it one way or another.

Her eyes darted from one side to the other, making sure once again before she opened the bottle, bringing the rim up to her lips and taking a small sip. Her face contorted right away as she put the bottle down slowly, wiping with the back of her free hand before she focused on the buildings around.

@✵ kuromiya rei⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *it's a mad dash down to Jooyeon's bedroom, not wanting the bird to suffer more (though he trusts Rei to be gentle with her without even really knowing her)*
*he's definitely not athletic enough for the feats he attempts, taking the stairs two at a time, and trying to jump the last four only to stumble the landing and crash into the wall*
Oops -
*his feet carry him further, to his dorm room where he digs under his bed for one of his largest puzzle boxes*
*it finds his fingers quickly. Jooyeon has to pause when he opens the top, grimacing when he's forced to dump the pieces out onto the floor* For the bird...
*and then, box secured, he rushes back to Rei, hoping to find her where he left her*
*he won't lie... the run up the stairs was a lot slower than the one down, and he was gasping for breath once he finally reached the top*
I got it! I got the box! The box. I have it!

@✵ lee jooyeon⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *his little drop of knowledge is useless, not touching the bird clearly being the one thing she actually knows to do - hence him now being nearly topless. but, Rei likes to believe that she's a patient person; she's called Reitetsu for a reason, so she nods along, sparing the little thing a glance to make sure it hasn't had any drastic changes in the past two seconds*
I can wait
*she confirms, looking at the bird again to find it staring straight at her*
Go, go.
*she shoos him, tucking to bird into the crook of one arm like carrying a swaddled baby and not a wild animal*
Hurry so we don't find out

@✵ kuromiya rei⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *he's grateful for the buttons, though the increased panic of the situation makes him fumble as he buttons up the jean jacket, his hands finally available to do something*
*that something being... apparently to float above the situation and not actually do anything. No, wait. He was just... Prepared. Yes.*
*he understands, despite the fumble in translation, nodding slowly*
I read in an article once that if you find an injured bird, you should find a box, poke some air holes in it, put a little towel in, and then put the bird in.
But we don't want to touch the bird. You wouldn't want to get bird flu.
*a quick look around the rooftop confirms that there is no cardboard box in their immediate vicinity*
Do you think you can wait while I go get a box?
*glances at the bird* Will he die before I make it back?

@✵ lee jooyeon⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *she doesn't dignify the childish - albeit valid - denial with a response, merely deadpanning behind her shades until he provides /some/ sort of helpfulness because out of the two of them, there's only one that'll look insane walking around without a shirt on*
Thank you
*she mumbles when she finally has something in her hands, gathering the shirt between both hands in a way that'll make it easier to carefully wrap around the bird. she murmurs assurances to the reluctant creature; especially when dealing with the bum wing, until it's wrapped securely in a way that shouldn't jostle it anymore. but then, she's at a loss. grab the bird, check. now what? she shifts her attention to him*
Do you know how to "rehab" a bird? No, sorry, "rehab" is..help care for?

@✵ kuromiya rei⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *there were three million thoughts in Jooyeon's head and all of them involved on how to escape this situation without appearing to be the world's most awkward human being*
*the more time dragged on, and they stared at each other, the harder it became to overcome the challenge*
*until a of fate - or maybe a curse - broke the tension with a hard thud, and a crash of flailing feathers, dark enough to be seen tumbling to the ground on the window backdrop*
*it's enough. he jolts forward in tandem with Rei, hovering on the opposite side of the bird while she crouches over it**now he's faced with three million more thoughts of what to do but this time for a bird. The poor thing's wing is clearly broken with the way it angles sharply off at the center, and Jooyeon wrings his fingers in sympathetic agony for the creature*
What are you doing - *his hands shoot to his eyes to shield himself from the stripping girl, only peeking out at her absurd request*
*his hands come up defensively, clinging to the denim jacket he'd been gifted for Secret Santa*
No - this is my jacket
*red cheeks alight, his brain conjures up a fair compromise, stripping the jacket and turning so his back is to Rei, before he strips the black t-shirt beneath, redresses with the jacket, and turns around to offer the shirt*
Here... Use this... *he mutters, fumbling to keep the jacket closed with his free hand*

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@✵ lee jooyeon⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *thank God for the shades because the moment their eyes lock, the same comically surprised expression reaches Rei's face, eyes widening behind the dark lenses as if *she's* the one caught being a menace to society. there's a brief moment where she considers just lying back down like nothing happened--to hide behind the weathered roof furniture until her fellow trainee goes away. but she finds herself stuck instead, rooted in place like a deer in the headlights but the car is just as surprised as she is*
Uh- I'm..
*the unintentional stare down lasts for much longer than she would like to admit, but she eventually builds up the gut to speak when a loud thunk has her gaze whipping to the mechanical penthouse just in time to see a dark, feathered figure drop from the top half-level's window. without a second thought, she's up and abandoning the non-conversation to run over and climb the utility ladder to hopefully find a living bird
and she does, but the thing is clearly worse for wear, flopping around in an attempt to get away despite one of its wings being crooked at an unfavorable angle. she has absolutely no idea what she's doing, but vaguely remembers that she's not supposed to touch birds with bare hands, so she starts to remove her shirt before remembering that she's very much in public burdened with the female form. so, she peeks out over the guard rails instead, eyes landing on Jooyeon as she promptly requests*
Give me your jacket

@✵ kuromiya rei⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *it carries on until the bag is near done, with two left only, and then Jooyeon's left with the big dilemma of "Will he eat the last marshmallows or will he throw them over?" After careful contemplating... He settles on the former*
*the bag is crumpled into a ball, tucked into his pocket where it bulges out the skinny denim, sweet fluffy treat hovered at his lips when he turns around*
*he's ready to head back down to the dorms, call it a day, maybe huddle with a puzzle in his cozies, but instead he comes eye to eye with Rei*
*the other trainee is just chilling, headphones covering her ears, and he stares at her with the marshmallow in his mouth, wide eyes shocked and cheeks rosy*
Um... Hello. What are you doing... on this... fine day?

@✵ lee jooyeon⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *asking Rei why she's spent her post-class free time laid flat on the rooftop floor, hidden away behind a gaudy-looking bit of privacy decor and wearing sunglasses to block out the early-spring sun would be like running a fool's errand because even she isn't fully sure.
but, after a long morning of training she wasn't interested in and a full promotion cycle watching her fellow musician trainees have to dance around on stage (confirming that nobody was safe), she simply needs that reprieve.
she's blank-faced and searching for the perfect laughing LINE sticker to responds to a shared video when the clashing guitars and screaming of one song goes quiet to transition to the next juuust in time to hear another voice.
she pauses before the next song can get underway and sits up as if it'll help her hear better, only to immediately see who'd joined her on the rooftop way across the space by the ledge*
"What.."
*she utters, much too quiet and much too far away to really be heard while assessing the situation. she ultimately doesn't care, though, as her gaze falls on the bag of pure-sugar confections and she realizes she would really like one right now. only, it's clear Jooyeon doesn't know she's there and she can't just appear like Candyman to ask for one*

@✵ kuromiya rei⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *it was a day like any other, except he was more tired than usual. After wrapping up a sequence of promotions where he'd performed alongside his fellow trainees and house-name Jimin, it was only natural*
*now, no one ask him why he ended up on the rooftop with a jumbo sized bag of multicoloured, fruit-flavoured marshmallows. He stood over the waist-high railing, one marshmallow tucked in his cheek, the other launching off to join the pile*
*his goal was to get the pail that stood at the bottom, abandoned by a bench in front of the building*
*none had gotten in yet and he was halfway down the bag*
*another tips over the edge, narrowly missing a passing trainee, who shoots a glare up to the rooftop where Jooyeon dips down to hide*
Oops...

@✵ choi beomgyu⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Pixie was the one startled this time, shoulders leaping up with a tiny squeak escaping her lips. She turns her head quickly to spot the owner of the voice, staying hovered over the kitten just in case. Her eyes scan him up and down, flinching slightly at the second sneeze that came. "Omo... You scared me," she announces with a light laugh, turning back to the kitten who's only now bristling down. "How long has this little guy been up here?" One finger delicately stretches out to let him sniff. "He must be so cold..."

@✵ choi beomgyu⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ After an emotionally heated meeting in the CEO's office, where her future had been discussed thoroughly (spoiler alert: it was bleak), Pixie needed air. This wouldn't be the first time that her short legs brought her up a series of winding stairs, up to the push-door with the glowing, neon EXIT sign marked above it. Her petite body throws itself into the metal contraption, grunting at the effort under its weight. And soon enough. She's free. With the streams of tears she's sniffling through, she doesn't even notice the blurred form darting behind a bush. Her intention had been to march right up to the rails and scream into the hustle of the city. But instead... Instead... There was a black kitten... Eating salmon... Where did he get the salmon? "Omo... Omo... Kitty, you must be cold..." she whispers, approaching slowly. Every step, she crouches more, hand extended to the small creature for him to sniff. "You are so itty bitty... Where's your umma?"

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