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jaemin isn’t one to pry – he really isn’t – but if all he can hear are whispers of a certain someone, even someone as nonchalant as him couldn’t help but grow curious as to why those whispers began in the first place. he’s not one gossip ; but it’s sickening how malicious those words were beginning to sound as they circled like vultures ready to strike their prey. not like he’s been faced with this type of dilemma before – sure people in his high school talked frequently about him, but never to this scale.
never enough to warrant any type of emotional rise from him.
so, jaemin sighs – casting one last glance at the group who continued to spout unreasonable nonsense ; he moves from where he had originally been standing to linger at the side of the girl who’s been at the attention of these gossips since the moment he had stepped into the shop. “hey – sorry it took me so to get here, i got lost.” he leans in close, hoping the invasion of personal space isn’t one that alarms her ; voice dropping to a volume only she can hear, “hey – just pretend you know me and let’s go, yeah?”
“i hope we’re not late for our movie.”
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[ order: yubin - sejeong - sana ]
sana steps away from the others to start opening cabinets, blinking in slight surprise when she finds that several of them are already stocked with basic dish and cooking sets – really just enough plates, bowls, and cups for all of them to eat at once, plus a couple of basic cooking pots and pans. it’s not much, but it’s still nice to know they don’t have to go shopping for dishes and cookware before they’ll be able to eat. “i can cook,” she admits. “though i usually do it with my mom. and i don’t know any korean dishes, really, just american and japanese ones, but i think i’m pretty good at it.” she’s actually excited to get to try to cook for the others – it’ll be fun to share with them the foods she grew up with.
she can’t help but snort out a laugh at sejeong’s flirtatious joke, and sana playfully leans into her side, digging her elbow into sejeong’s side with just enough gentle force to make her rock a little. “stop it,” she laughs, moving past the elder and taking her hand as she moves up to yubin and hooks her arm through hers as well. “come on, we still haven’t looked at the living room! they gave us a tv, which is nice despite the fact that i’m sure we’ll never have time to watch it,” she babbles, tugging the elder members out of the kitchen after her.
“i’m good at american dishes as well, and a few korean’s ones but i don’t often.” she couldn’t help but admit it. “if i had my way, i’d just quickly eat take out but my mom won’t have it. so we’ll have food soon, from what i know. she already has a few meals planned to bring over.” and when it was about her mom, that might have been the most talkative they would’ve seen her. “we should have a shopping trip soon, maybe record it for v-live.” it’d be a fun idea.
and when sana grabbed, yubin simply let herself be dragged along. it was nice being about such bubbly girls, it felt they’d get her to interact more. it was good to have lively roommates. she felt happy just watching them. “we should have a movie night. it’d be fun..to see tv at least once you say. hmm….i don’t know if i should say but i talked to doyeon about bringing my pole.”
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the sound of realization catches her attention, as sana has already forgotten about her previous worry over being recognized. the mention of voting instantly has her heart skipping a beat, though, and she looks away from yiren, humming a bit in response to give herself time to come up with something to say.“it’s nice to meet you too!” she says with a smile, and she honestly means it – she even appreciates the subtlety yiren seems to be approaching the subject with. “and thank you so much; that means a lot to me.” after a pause during which they search in vain for a way to get closer to the booth, sana adds, “we went thrifting during the mgas. remember the instruction performance? the team and i thrifted to find the outfits we wore. this reminds me a lot of that – the cameras didn’t come with us, so it was a nice time away from the show for a bit.”
even though yiren is listening to sana, her main focus is on finding a way through the people. it wasn’t a big deal or anything, but frustrating when yiren could so clearly see that many were just lingering and not actually purchasing. she stomps her foot in frustration, a little childish, before reaching for sana’s hand and pulling her with her. perhaps a little forward given their stranger status, but yiren didn’t have patience to wait for someone to decide to move of their own accord.
“here unnie, there’s a clear space this way,” and there is, just beyond a group of three who stand conveniently blocking most of the entry. “and the dresses were here earlier too!” she grins, satisfied with her somewhat victory. “i don’t thrift shop very frequently, but people just hanging around are annoying,” yiren smiles, somewhat apologetically, “sorry for just pulling you, i didn’t want to lose the chance.”
