— hyewon.

@✽ hyewon k. there are some people who you don’t realize you miss until you see them in the flesh and remember how life is a little more colorful with them in it. hyewon was that type of person to taehyung. quite literally this time, he notes, when he sees her walking towards the car dressed up like some character from a 90s american high school sitcom. strangely, it suit her well. holding back a smile, he unlocks his car door and waits for her to get inside. “well, am i forgiven?” he helps her ease the load from her hands by putting her ridiculously large and heavy bag of hair products in the seat behind them.

when hyejin wasn’t held down by some drama or movie, she was the type of girl to change her hair color every other week. hell, taehyung still remembers how she called him in a fit of rage at 2am in the morning, spontaneously declaring that she would chop off her hair after breaking up with her then of a boyfriend. “what does my sister want from you this time?” he makes sure hyewon has her seatbelt fastened before pulling out of his parking spot and driving towards the highway. a comfortable silence settles between the two of them.

“i’m sorry, i should’ve reached out to you sooner.” there were no excuses to be made. “sometimes i get a little lost in my own world.” in all seriousness, hyewon had every right to be mad. she wouldn’t be the first of his friends to express their disappointment in his inability to maintain relationships. part of the reason he decided to move out to dandelion in the first place was to slow down for once, and as cheesy as it sounded, appreciate the little things in life.

@✽ taehyung k. normally on certain days, the salon would be closed so that the employees could get some time off and on days like this, the kang household which consisted of hyewon, her mother, and the family dog would be snoozing off well into noon. unless hyewon had a prior appointment that required her to travel out of town-typically to seoul-to meet her clients. when that happened, the forthcoming hair stylist and chronic sleepyhead would have to pry herself out of bed at dawn to prepare packing all necessary materials for the event. cue to her current state where she peered at her packed materials wondering if something was missing. it sure did feel like it - but it could have just been that nagging feeling everyone always had around the time they left their homes, that feeling where one couldn't stop worrying over whether they left the stove on at the kitchen or not.

ultimately hyewon decided to give herself the benefit of the doubt, she was running out of time to get /herself/ ready and the last thing she needed was to be scolded by taehyung for being late. with only minutes left to spare, she quickly threw on a lavender two piece set with a turtleneck and midi skirt, fleece-lined stockings and tennis shoes. despite being in the profession of transforming hairstyles, her own hair was kept rather simple as it was gathered back in a low ponytail. by the time hyewon was finished with her own preparations her phone had lit up, showing notifications from taehyung - a sure sign that he had arrived. she swiftly picked up the device to check the messages, reacting to each of them with a thumbs up to acknowledge she had read them.

as there was no time left to dilly dally, she grabbed her materials, an umbrella and raincoat, and finally exited her home. she's quick to recognize him, making a beeline to his car after locking the doors to her home. a wide grin adorns her face as she crouches next to the car window and gently knocks on the glass. it's been some time since she had last seen taehyung but hyewon finds some solace knowing that he's still the same as ever. "are the pastries consolation treats for the, oh-so-magnanimous kang hyewon?" she remarks, holding back laughter.

@✽ hyewon k. the first time taehyung met hyewon, he was in the middle of a much needed nap on the living room couch of his parent’s penthouse suite when he was rudely stirred awake by the bang of doors flung wide open. groggily, he catches sight of his panic-stricken sister hyejin marching towards her room, a sheepish girl scurrying behind her with a cart of hair equipment in tow. used to her antics, it doesn't take him too long to fall back asleep. he doesn’t expect to see the girl again at dinner that night, though he has a hunch from her awkward ‘hello’ and the subtle way her feet pointed towards the exit that she was coerced into it. courtesy of hyejin, they dine at a fancy sushi restaurant where she proceeds to fawn over her new hairstylist and complain about her heartless younger brother. somewhere along her long vocal train of thoughts, he makes eye contact with hyewon from across the table. her eyes crinkle and he bites back an amused smile.

coincidentally they end up working on a few film sets together. at first taehyung goes out of his way to look after her as obligation to his sister, but it eventually becomes second nature. what started as small talk evolved into playful banter. hyewon ends up being one of the few people on set who can calm taehyung down when he gets a little too riled up, a result of his own perfectionist tendencies. you could say that she’s successfully burrowed her way into both taehyung and hyejin’s lives, which was why it was a bit rude of him not to contact her after a whole month in dandelion. though in his defense, he hasn’t taken the initiative to contact anybody. aside from visiting his grandparents, he’s only been out a few times because his friends dramatically declared it their duty to drag the recluse back to civilization.

that morning, the clouds crowded the skies, casting a depressing shade of gray onto the quaint little town. if they didn’t hurry, it would most likely start storming by the time they got to seoul. taehyung pulls up to the side of the road in his black mercedes benz maybach at 9am sharp. he’s dressed in a beige knit sweater, black slacks, and a pair of white margiela replica sneakers. not exactly the most formal attire for a business meeting, but once you've been in the entertainment industry long enough, you realize how little some people care. besides him is a bag of pastries he had purchased from the local bakery. hopefully she would acquiesce to this small token of an apology.

[ text to: kang hyewon ]
- i’m outside
- bring an umbrella in case