.that’s what friends are for

yuzurk·:

it was nice of eric to step out of his way and come by to simply catch up with her. yuzu once again blamed her fool magics that sometimes just drew people in towards her in the most uncommon and unique ways. the streamer loved it and stopped questioning her own energy and ways long ago. as long as it kept people around her and they enjoyed her company as much as she enjoyed theirs, she’d be happy.

especially with him being equipped with beer and pizza makes yuzu all the more happy to see him hop by.“ah yeah…,” she begins, trying to figure out how to explain this one without really giving anything away. “switched jobs recently n’ now I’m holed up more in another district. I usually grab a snack there before headin’ home instead of gettin’ delivery, my bad,” the streamer apologized, rubbing the back of her neck.

“I’ll be sure t'order again more in the future, promise.” checking the cans out she gives a thumbs up back at him. “this looks just neat t'me doe. lets sit down n’ crack these babies open?”

eric’s probably not meant to make friends with the people he delivers pizza to, but somehow he ends up with regulars, often ones who ask for him by name. he’s got the old lady who lives only a few streets over from the store but doesn’t like going out after dark, then there’s the mother of three kids of elementary school age or younger who gets them a pizza as a treat once every week. but, eric’s got his own favourites as well, yuzu being one of them. he can get away with actually visiting his customers-turned-friends since he’s careful not to let his boss know. he’s probably get fired if he knew he was visiting a customer with alcohol late at night. 

“not streaming anymore then?” he asks, having watched a few of her streams when he was able to catch them since learning about her streams. “i’m sure whatever you’re doing now is just as fun though, right? probably way more exciting than my jobs.” he tries not to ask too many questions, and let people offer up info to him, since he’s still unsure as to where he stands with the people he’s befriended through his jobs. he’ll offer up information about himself, but he usually won’t ask much in return. 

“i’ve missed delivering to you.” he says as he breaks open the packaging of the cans and hands a can to her. “first time i tried this beer i was at a party with about a hundred other people and a guy almost threw up on me. fun times.” he says with a chuckle. “so, where are we eating this bad boy?” he asks, looking at the massive pizza box. 

.that’s what friends are for

yuzurk·:

admittedly ever since yuzu started training for heartz, picking something up in yongsan to take home had been just easier and simpler than ordering from the usual places she’d like to frequent. one of those being the delivery service eric worked for. the guy was a nice one; ambitious, hard-working, friendly and kind. 

so in a way it doesn’t surprise her all that much when he does show up at her door one evening after making sure she was home. 

she still stands in the doorway as he makes his way to her door, a brow raised and a lopsided, amused grin on her lips. “missed yer favourite customer that much, eh,” she jokes, knowing the two of them were more friends by now than just customer and server. be it in a cafe to share some barista knowledge or her chatting him up after he delivers her a jumbo chicken pizza with garlic and extra cheese; those two always found themselves sharing a neat chat.

“c’mon in,” she says after having teased him long enough, stepping aside with a friendly smile. the beer he held along with the pizza was definitely an appreciated extra as well.

eric’s rather excited to see yuzu, she’s always managed to entertain him even if their conversations were short ones - she’s just the type of person eric likes. so, as he nears her door and sees her already standing there waiting, he grins. “definitely.” he responds, thinking about how long it had been since he last saw her. she’d been busy, and while he isn’t one to pry, he can’t say he’s not curious about what’s been keeping her so busy. 

he’s more than happy at the invitation to come in, his legs aching from a long shift of cycling around delivering pizzas. it never gets any easier, sadly - he does have some nice thighs though. making his way inside he sets the pizza and beer down on her kitchen counter after slipping his shoes off by the door. “so, how’s my favourite customer been recently? you seem a lot busier.”

he tugs off the red baseball cap with the pizza place logo on it and shoves it into the pocket of his jacket, which he then shrugs off. “i don’t know which kind of beer you like best, so i hope this is okay.” he pats the top of the beer cans. 

starter for @yuzurk!

eric likes to do nice things for his friends, oftentimes for no reason at all apart from that he just wants to. he likes to make his friends smile, and think of him as a good friend who keeps their feelings in mind even when he’s not with them. today, his mind has been on yuzu, thinking about how he’d not seen her in a while, and that she might like a surprise pizza. 

he texts her, just to make sure she’s at home that evening, then goes to grab a heavily discounted pizza from the place he delivers for. he almost forgets, as he’s cycling his way over to where she lives, that he’s not just delivering to a random stranger, but as he’s almost there he decides to stop and buy a pack of beer to give her with her pizza. 

stopping outside her apartment he chains up his bike and picks up the pizza and beer before heading up to her door. balancing the beer atop the pizza box he knocks, and wonders whether she’ll even be in the mood to entertain, or whether he’ll just leave the pizza and beer and then head back off home. either way he doesn’t mind - he just wanted to do something nice for his friend. 

yuzurk​:

‧ ₊ ˚ ♡ LOST AND..?

it’s just on their way back from lunch that the two new added additions find time to chat and get to know each other better. it’s like yuzu’s third eye ability manifests itself and spots the confidant card over heejin’s head that makes her approach the younger female and want to get to know her better.

as they walk through the building, confident they’ll find their way back to the practice room by themselves. perhaps they had been a little too confident. yuzu could have sworn they were on track but when heejin points out she isn’t sure where they are, a look around tells yuzu that she too finds their surroundings rather unfamiliar. 

one would think these company buildings were all built the same or something!

“uh…,” she hesitates before an embarrassed chuckle escapes her lips. “did we miss the right door?” peeking into the closest room that was on their path she quickly shut the door again when it was a bunch of trainees doing a warm up that did not look like the group they had been assigned to. “uhm…,”she murmurs before chuckling again, rubbing at the back of her neck. “let’s backtrack a bit n’ peak into some of ‘em rooms?”

     watching the confusion, hesitation, and subsequent embarrassment that blooms on the older girls features the longer she takes to realize that the two of them are, in fact, quiet lost, is pretty amusing. it almost makes heejin want to laugh, at least a little, but that’s the last thing she knows she should be doing right now— it’s not panic that slowly creeps up her spine, but a foreign sense of dreadful anticipation and, just maybe, a little bit of embarrassment on her own part.

     what will their trainers think of them for already potentially messing up their schedule so early into their time in the project? heejin is thankful for the wall clock she spots at the end of the hall, a feeling of relief hitting at the new found knowledge that there was still time before they were due back to their regular training. they still has time to retrace their path.

     reaching out for yuzu’s arm, she points down the hall they’d just come down.

     “i don’t remember how many twists and turns we took, but if we can figure out what floor we’re on, that’s a start…” she trails off, turning slightly to look at the older girl, her shoulders shrugging. really, what else did they have to work on? “…hopefully people don’t get annoyed whenever we peak inside rooms.”

yuzurk​:

‧ ₊ ˚ ♡ LOST AND..?

with heejin behind her yuzu feels a little more brave. she’s not that much older but the difference is enough to make her feel responsible. “hmmm I got gahyeon’s number but I ain’t think she’s all that helpful- considerin’ we’re both from royal,” yuzu concludes with a chuckle. she takes a look at her phone, wondering who else she could contact but sua sounded like the best call actually. “maybe would be better- oh wait I think it was here!”

she moves to the mentioned room, this one without a window to peek through and opens the door just a little only for confused, random faces to stare back at her. she startles back and nods her head in apology before closing the door again, lips pulling into a grimace as she puts her palms flat onto the door after closing it. “ops.”

she waits until there is music blasting from the other side again before she allows herself to snort out a tiny laugh, feeling along the wall to move onto another room instead. “so… about callin’ sua…”

     heejin doesn’t say anything at first as she watches the older girl inspect another room, yuzu’s clear amusement at accidently interrupting a different groups work infectious, and heejin can’t help the small laugh she lets out alongside the older. “finding the right room would be so much easier if all the doors had little windows for us to peak inside with— why didn’t the people who made this building just do that, it’d be so much more convenient for times like this.” heejin huffs lightly, hands resting on her hips lightly.

     at yuzu’s suggestion, heejin begins going through her sweat pants pockets for her phone, pulling it out easily before moving to unlock it. “maybe we should’ve called her from the start, she’s been here for a long time now, she probably knows the building well enough to either find us herself or tell us how to get back perfectly,” she voices, going through her contacts. “hopefully she’s not doing something right now.”

yuzurk​:

‧ ₊ ˚ ♡ LOST AND..?

while heejin fights her urge to laugh, yuzu can’t help but chuckle a little at the unfortunate situation they had gotten themselves into. she is quite taken aback at how lost they had gotten apparently without neither of them realizing. muffling the laugh behind her palm she bites her lip eventually and takes another look around.

the moment heejin reaches for her arm and responds to her suggestion, yuzu knows it’s on her to move ahead and be the brave one to take the potential stinky eyes of people getting disturbed by them opening the wrong doors.

“some got windows so we dun gotta open ‘em all. but ’s fine. I'mma do it so y'ain’t gotta worry,”she reassures the younger with a pat to her head. she steps towards the first door and carefully peeks through the round window, making out vague figures that don’t look like any of the girls from their group. “well… this ain’t our group… but it seems t'be the same project at least? so maybe we ain’t that far off?”

     maybe it’s because yuzu is older ( not by much, and being younger in age has never stopped heejin from stepping up and taking charge when she needs to ), but heejin finds comfort in the fact that she isn’t alone in such an unfamiliar place. in the rare times like this, she finds is nice to have someone she feels she can rely on, that luxury being something she doesn’t allow herself to have often, but yuzu is someone she feels she can trust. so, when the older takes the lead, heejin on her arm, she can feel her own antsy emotions simmering down even more.

     “that’s true, as long as we just peak inside quickly, we shouldn’t need to disrupt anyone else’s time.” heejin knows how annoying it can be to have a stranger, let alone two strangers, interrupt such precious time, so she’d rather not do the very thing she dislikes unless necessary.

     following yuzu’s gaze, heejin nods her head slowly. “you’re right, i don’t recognize anyone in there from who we’re with…but if these girls are here, we might be in this same hallway.” or, she thinks, at the very least,on the same floor. “i could try texting sua? or, do you have anyone elses number we can try and get a room number from? that’d make finding them a little quicker if they’re not in this hall.”

It’s officially the 5th of September and while the dorm is currently a mess of half packed suitcases and boxes yet to be unpacked, Sua has officially moved in and Yuzu wants to use this to congratulate her for her birthday properly.

Not certain about the elder’s exact preferences in terms of cakes or sweets in general, Yuzu settles for a classic chocolate cake with fancy icing and “congratulations” written in pretty cursive all across the top. 

A single candle is lit as soon as the fool sees her opportunity, finding Sua alone in their room in the middle of unpacking.

“Happy Birthday~ to you~,” she sings, the tune falling past her lips with ease as she carries the cake towards her carefully. “Congrats again on joinin’ us, eonni. N’ happy birthday to ya!”

she’s just a bundle of mixed feelings.  that’s all this is.

sua’s sure that the girls can tell she’s not exactly thrilled about having to move into the dorms on her birthday, and it’s generally an understandable feeling.  no one wants to be doing that much work on their birthday; no one wants to spend the time they could be spending with others that they love just to lug a few boxes across the city back and forth.  no one wants to leave what they had behind.

thankfully, sua’s sure that this is all they’re guessing that it is.  no one knows her well enough in heartz aside from maybe heejin to know what it is she truly thinks.

by the time that night falls and she’s about halfway moved in, sua sits in the middle of the floor, carefully unpacking expensive items that were put into boxes.  it’s then that she hears the familiar tune of happy birthday reaching her ears and she looks up, a small frown on her features but it slips away to reveal a more neutral expression when yuzu presents her with a cake.

is this a happy birthday? she doesn’t think so.  “ thanks.” sua says carefully, staying mindful that she shouldn’t show a lack of grace  -  after all, it’s not like it’s yuzu’s fault.  “ for the cake, and the wishes.  i really appreciate it.”

˟ ▀  &.@yuzurk

yuzurk​: 

yuzu didn’t realize how late it had gotten or how much she had tired herself until she was dead passed out on the practice room floor at some woo hours in the morning. gahyeon and her had decided to head back separately but as she was dozing away, she noted she wouldn’t be surprised if her roommate was in a similar state somewhere in this building.

when a voice disturbed her short power-nap, yuzu’s brows furrowed as she grumbled in protest. turning her head from left to right to try and go back to a sweet slumber it was the sudden image of a big pacman coming right at her which made her eventually dart away. “no pacman- oh… eonni?” 

eyes squinting she finally finds the strength to sit up. just vaguely making out the figure of the elder, she rubs at one of her eyes, letting a yawn slip past her lips. “hmm just a lil’.”what a bad lie.

great.  now yuzu is hallucinating.

the anger in her boils the venom she’s ready to spit, but yuzu isn’t the one that she wants to bitch at.  just seeing any of the girls in a situation like this is enough to make sua clench her fists and burn the entire company down.  why hasn’t she yet? why hasn’t she let loose all her fire and fury? aside from being asked not to, she’s afraid that if she does, the other girls will only get it worse.

as much as sua wants to destroy and tear apart sphere brick by fucking brick, especially right now, she won’t be the reason for the coaches to be harder on the other girls.  she’ll bide her time for now, she’ll hold her tongue.  “ i’m not pacman.” she finally says tightly, kneeling next to yuzu on the floor.

“ don’t lie to me.  if you’re seeing things, you’re more than a little tired.” she taps at yuzu’s thigh lightly, not enough to sting but enough for her to realize that it’s time to wake up.  “ get up.  i’ll drive you home.”

yuzurk:

@rksuas ( dated to early september )

it’s been a month since yuzu had moved but so far she hadn’t made much progress to feeling at home in this dorm. the constant awareness of 4- now 5 other girls around her she could potentially upset with just being herself keep her more quiet, more thoughtful, more avoidant of them solely out of fear for stepping onto anyone’s toes. 

now that she has not one but two roommates, the unwillingness of her brain to rest and just sleep was even greater and she wondered if she would ever call this place her home.

patting into the kitchen at the woo hours in the morning, she’s surprised to find sua there. how out of it was yuzu to not even have noticed the female missing from her bed. “hey eonni,” she greets the other sleepily, brushing her hair back casually. “what ya doin’ up?”

in a few more days, she’ll have the dorm completely to herself.  that doesn’t really mean that she’s thrilled about staying there alone  -  or that she’s thrilled about being here at all.  it’s hard to get comfortable in a place that feels too small and out of her element.  this place doesn’t feel like home; she doubts that it ever will.  being in a house with (  eventually  )  twelve other girls when she had an entire penthouse to herself feels a bit like someone is playing a really bad joke.

the discomfort has been making it hard to sleep.  maybe she’ll have to get her brother to buy her a good mattress at the very least, because this bed in the dorm is just not cutting it for her.

maybe yuzu is the same, because she seems to be padding out of their shared room  -  or maybe she just came out to get a drink or something.  sua doesn’t pretend to know what’s going on in that girl’s head.  “ i can’t sleep.” she says finally, straightening her body as she tilts her head.  “ i could ask the same for you, though.”

there seems to be a lot of september birthdays already in the group of heartz, starting with hers and ending with yuzu’s.  the group isn’t even fully decided upon yet, and already there are at least three birthdays this month.  she can only imagine the scrambling of the fans when they realize it, trying to get birthday projects together for three members at once will probably prove difficult.  truthfully, sua isn’t really sure why she’s thinking of the future like this.  she’s still not even sure how to feel about the current situation.

still, since yuzu spent some time to make her feel welcome in the beginning of the month and tried to cheer her up with a birthday cake as she was moving in, sua thinks it’s important for her to do the same.  they’ll be spending a lot of time together for the next few years it seems.  they’ll be growing closer as time goes by.

sua wears a thin smile as she cuts off the lights in their little room, the light from the candles of a cake she bought from one of the high end confectionaries in gangnam casting dancing shadows on the walls.  it’s a pretty unceremonious occasion, especially considering that yuzu has been revealed as a member of heartz and just came back from hong kong and is likely exhausted but  -  even a small gesture still means a lot coming from her.  “ happy birthday.“ she finally says, simply and calmly.  ” sorry i’m not singing.“

˟ ▀  &. @yuzurk 

yuzurk​: 

the tight lipped reply from the elder female sobers yuzu up a little. the last she wants is for sua to worry about her after all or hold a grudge against this business for making the girls overwork themselves. yuzu was reckless like that after all, no matter the circumstances.

with a sheepish chuckle she rubs the back of her head, trying to force another yawn down. “’s was more a dream still than hallucination, no worries, eonni,” she tries to reassure sua, sensing in her drowsy brain that the other wasn’t in the best mood to be joking around about these things.

at the offer to drive her home the female pulls her legs beneath herself, rubbing at the poked spot and slowly forcing herself to stand on her legs with a groan. “came with my own car doe, if I leave it here, I'mma have t'get up so early tomorrow,”she complains even though she was prepared to simply sleep on this practice room floor just a few seconds ago. “‘sides there was this one move…,”she tries carefully, seeing if she could get away with just a few more minutes to practice before she’d drive home.

she can’t help the way that her eyes narrow when she looks at yuzu.  at this point, sua is certain that the girl hasn’t been sleeping but with the way that the younger trainee is playing it off now is even more damaging.  what is it that she’s protecting? certainly not herself, and sua knows she better not be protecting the company if they’re making her work this hard to the point of hallucinations.

“ even if it was a dream, you should have snapped out of it when you woke up.  i hardly look anything like a … pacman, or whatever.” sua sniffs, sitting on the floor besides yuzu and putting a hand to her forehead  -  just in case.

sua sighs at the explanation, understanding the stress of being halfway across a city and having a lack of transportation.  the trains are horribly packed in the mornings and the bus schedule fares no better.  if she left her car anywhere the night before, it’s likely she wouldn’t have gone into training at all.  “ fine.  get ready to get up and go home.” sua says sternly, a move of her jaw towards the door.  it means no nonsense  -   none of the extra dance moves that yuzu wants to perfect.  “ if you’re falling asleep before you perfect your dance, then you’re not going to do it today.  it’ll look haphazard and choppy when you actually perform it.”  sua pauses.  “ a dancer needs rest to perform well.  i thought you knew that by now after i helped you a little in classes before.”

●// cake attack

yuzurk​:

today was a weird day. with her face now officially revealed on sphere’s social media she felt the shift in power balance that she had been dreading. she was an idol now. trainees, teammates and people she had met technically had to call her sunbaenim now despite training aeons longer than her. it made her beyond nervous and uncomfortable.

perhaps it was for that reason she was too distracted and scatterbrained for her to see anything suspicious in changkyun’s invitation. her favourite fairy support wanting to chill with her on her birthday was great but she should have known there would be something mischievous the male was plotting.

it was only due to her fast reactions that the cake didn’t flat out land in her face but only partly, hands instead also completely covered in cake the moment he leaped for his attack. eyes wide  and lips slowly curling into a smile, she stares back at him in shock, looking from her hands to her clothes and back to him. “oh…. youuuuuuuu-”

there were very little things that would be able to make changkyun laugh like he was right now. and in practicality, yuzu’s face and reaction definitely was able to make him laugh like a maniac. it was actually priceless in so so many ways “hey, happy birthday!” he says, grinning widely. he is still holding what is left of the cake in his hands. thank god there weren’t any coaches around, they’d probably think he was bullying poor yuzu. 

the dancer has in fact planned this way better than his closer friend thought, so when he took a step back, enough to reach one of the chairs that was close by, he pulled the towel off it. ”don’t be grumpy now. if not me, who would have surprised you like this. hmm?” changkyun asks, grin not leaving his lips for a second as he hands yuzu the towel so she can at least clean the cake a little bit.

@yuzurk

it was only a matter of time before yuzu got to her debut and well, changkyun was excited to say the least. there were very few people he was ready to kill for and yuzu just happened to fall under in that category. it did take years of work to get to here, however the dancer was more than sure it was worth it at the end of the day.

so what better way to celebrate her debut announcement and birthday than a good old cake to the face. it wasn’t everyday changkyun got to do shit like this, and it wasn’t everyday he was willing to let people see the more cheerful, laidback side of his. yuzu just deserved this in every way, shape and form the idol could think of.

so he plotted everything, got a cake, got yuzu to go to the specific training room he usually danced and chilled in. he was just waiting for the door to open wide for his attack to go through. simple as cake, pun definitely intended.