[Tilt - an upright piano/CDs on shelves]. *This family must be composed of musician* [Pan - family’s pictures] *The baby has grown up into a beautiful little boy* [zoom - on parents’ pictures] *Min Yoon Gi is the new father!*
Yoon Gi : Hello, my name is Min Yoon Gi and I’m the father of 48-month-old Min Dae Won. Nice to meet you.
*Min Yoon Gi is a very famous rapper and singer-songwriter. He is a member from the K-Pop group BTS and also known as Suga. He married Y/N in 2025 when she was 2-month-old pregnant. Among the blessings they received, a very healthy little boy came to the world.*(Aww) [cutting - pictures of the couple and videos of the boy as a baby] *They form a very happy family.*
*Let’s see what kind of father is Yoon Gi?*
Living room/ Kitchen
A peaceful silence resides this morning.
[zoom] A room’s door is opened. *Someone is awake* Y/N goes straight to the bathroom to take a shower. After a while, she comes out, dressed and goes in the kitchen to prepare breakfast. *Mom is up first.*
Y/N: Hello! We’re the new family on The Return of Superman. My name is Y/N and I’m the mother of 48-month-old Min Dae Won. Nice to meet you. *She seems lovely*
*Morning begins in the Min household.*
Y/N decides on cooking some eggs, radish kimchi and rice with red and black bean. (amazement) She also prepares tofu with seasoned soy sauce and heats up some bean paste stew. *Delicious*
A little body gets up from his bed. *The pleasant scent invades the apartment.* *His stomach must have woken him up.* The child shuffles to the kitchen.
-Mom… He says in a groggy voice.
-Good morning, baby! replies Y/N, squatting to kiss and hug her son, without touching him with her hands because of the food on them. Go wash your face before eating.
Her son obeys and leaves the kitchen.
He pushes the door open and takes his little step to be able to reach the sink. (Aww) *Dae Won is a big boy and doesn’t need help.* [zoom] He looks at himself in the mirror after whasing his little face. *So handsome* Then, he goes back to his mother.
The dishes are all set on the table. *This looks yummy.* Dae Won pulls the chair to sit on it. Y/N gives him his own chopsticks and his plate full of fresh food. She watches him without uttering a word, pleased with a smile curving her lips. Her smile grows when her son notices her staring at him and he grins.
-Mommy, you don’t eat? He asks her, his mouth full.
-No… Not now. She answers, leaning back rubbing her belly.
A silence took place. Y/N puts more food in his plate.
-The baby is not hungry?
*A baby?* (surprise)
Y/N laughs and shakes her head.
Y/N: Whenever me and my husband brought up the topic of children, he would repeat that one child is fair enough and that he wouldn’t want more.
Y/N: He really is affectionate towards our son which may contrast with his public behavior. At home, he is the total opposite. He’s really considerate and… has the basic skills.(laughs) That’s probably one of the reasons that led us to have our second child. I managed to convince him and I also think that it’d be great for Dae Won to have a sibling to play with.
Y/N stands up to bring water and fruit juice on the table. [ Freeze frame and zoom on Y/N’s baby bump] *Currently, Y/N is 3 month-old pregnant.*(amazement)
Dae Won keeps on eating as he looks around him. He points at something, questioning his mother with his eyes.
He nods and stares a few seconds before resuming eating.
-Dad is still asleep?
-Hm… Even though he fell asleep early last night.
Yoon Gi is curled up in the blankets, motionless. *Still sound asleep* (laughs)
Dae Won is playing with his toys. While Y/N hangs out the laundry.
*A dark figure goes out of the room.*
Dae Won raises his head and smiles. *Who makes Dae Won smile so big.* [Pan / zoom] *It’s his dad.*
Dae Won stops in his tracks and goes to his father who is also walking to him. *The father and his son squeezing each other tenderly.*(Aww)
-The beauty has finally woken up. Y/N snorts, watching lovingly the two boys.(laughs)
Yoon Gi lies down, still hugging his son and stays still. *He woke up … to sleep again*(laughs)
-Dad. says the little boy, laughing at his father’s sluggish attitude.
-Hmm. Yoon Gi keeps his head nuzzled in his son’s soft hair.
-You have to eat.
-Did you eat?
-Yes with mom but she didn’t eat.
- The baby? wonders Yoon Gi, raising his head. to look at his wife
-Yeah, just morning sickness. Nothing to worry about.
-But last time, the doctor said that they would ease up and go away this week.
-Yeah, It’s been almost five days since last time I threw up. It’s getting better.
Yoon Gi keeps looking at Y/N as she hangs the last clothes. *Yoon Gi feel powerless towards his wife’s aches.*(Aww) He gets up and hugs her before sitting at the table to eat his breakfast.
Yoon Gi and Dae Won watch cartoons on TV. *They have the same position* (laughs)
Y/N goes back and forth between her room and the bathroom as she gets ready to leave.
The two boys can also see her as the hallway connects with the living room. Dae Won’s eyes are glued to the screen while Yoon Gi’s look shifts between the TV and his wife, amused by her talking to herself. After a while, Y/N appears, wearing a leopard scarf pattern, still busy packing.
-Dae Won, I just saw a cheetah! (laughs)
Dae Won turns his head towards his father who’s laughing silently, but doesn’t get the joke. *Too bad, he didn’t get it* (laughs)
Few minutes later, Y/N shows up with her suitcase.
-I’m ready to leave.
-You’re not eating lunch here?
-No, but this morning I prepared all the food you’ll need for these two days so don’t panic. You’ll only have to heat it up. *Mom thought of everything*
-I’m not panicking. shrugs Yoon Gi.
-Dae Won, sweetheart, come say good-bye. cooes Y/N.
He stands up and walks towards his mother.
-You’ll stay alone with Dad while I’ll be away at your grandmother’s okay? It won’t be long and you’ll enjoy your time together.
-Yes! Don’t worry mom!
They kiss and hug each other one last time before Y/N stands up to join Yoon Gi already at the door.
-You call me if anything’s wrong or if you ne–
-Y/N, we’ll survive without you!
Y/N stays silent, an amused smile on her lips as she stares at him.
-Okay. Then it’s all good, right?
They kiss and say good bye.
-Dae Wonaah!! You ready?
Dae Won goes out of his room, dressed in clean clothes, and goes to the entrance door where his shoes are.
-You’re taking the camera with you? asks Dae Won looking at the object hanging around Yoon Gi’s neck as he puts on his shoes for him.
-Yes. We’ll take pictures and show mommy how much fun you’re having with me. Done! Wear your jacket.
At the park
The boys stop once they arrive at the park. Dae Won, walking ahead of his father, doesn’t wait for him and runs towards the playground. Yoon Gi follows him steadily, his camera in his hand and his backpack on one shoulder.
-Be careful! He shouts and sits on a bench from which he will have a good view of his son. He sees him making friends with some children and smiles looking at him having fun.
After getting his camera ready, Yoon Gi stands up and goes towards the slide his son is on to take pictures of him. He shifts from standing to squatting positions, looking at each pictures before resuming taking others.
Yoon Gi: Photography is actually one of my strongest passion. Since a long time ago, I’ve always liked taking pictures of my surroundings, friends or family. Nowadays, my wife and my son are my main models. (laughs)
Yoon Gi: Dae Won is very sociable and wants everyone around him to have fun. Seeing him all so happy always warms my heart and I like to freeze those moments. (Aww)
-Dad, look at me! He shouts sliding down.
Yoon Gi interrupts himself to cheer him up. When he got enough, he goes back to sit down, keeping a eye on his son.
-Dad! Dae Won comes back running a few minutes later.
-Are you thirsty? asks Yoon Gi as he dives his hand in his backpack and hands him over a bottle of water. You made new friends?
He son smiles at him and turns his head towards the little figures waiting for him to come back, drinking two thirds of the bottle.
-We’ll leave in ten minutes, okay.
-Why? It’s too early to leave! whines Dae Won.
-You don’t want to go to the Kids’ Café anymore?
Dae Won’s eyes light up, a beaming smile on his face and he runs back to the playground. (laughs) When it’s time to leave, Dae Won says good bye to his friends and joins his father. They walk across the park to go to their next location. The boy walks ahead of his father, enjoying the landscape as he stops from time to time to look at flowers or bugs he finds on the ground. *Dae won seems to love nature* Yoon Gi takes out his camera again to take pictures of him. They eventually go out of the park and walk on the streets full of people. Yoon Gi takes his son’s hand not to lose him. The presence of cameras pulls the public attention. Dae Won jumps happily when he can see the Kids’ cafe’s sign.
-What’s this? asks Yoon Gi as he comes closer to read the little paper tapped on the glass door.
[zoom on the sheet of paper] *Oh no!*
-Why don’t we enter Dad?
Yoon Gi sighs, smiling embarrassingly as he looks around him.
*The Kids’ Cafe is closed due to construction work.* (disappointment) *What will they do?*
-Why is this happening today? cries Yoon Gi, throwing his head backward.
-Is it closed? asks Dae Won, looking though the glass and then to his father.
-Wait a second.
*Dad is trying to find a solution*
Yoon Gi doesn’t want his son to feel sad and quickly looks on his phone for something. Dae Won keeps holding his father’s hand as he looks around confused, waiting for his father to explain the situation to him. Suddenly, Yoon Gi squats down at his son’s height.
- Dae Won the Kids’ cafe is closed today but there is a cat cafe not very far from here, do you want to go there?
- A cat cafe?
-Yes, there are lots of cats in that cafe. You like animals don’t you?
Dae Won seems to reflect on the idea before slowly nodding his head. Yoon Gi stands up smiling, relieved to have quickly been able to find a solution.
*The father and the son enter.*
-Hello. Yoon Gi and Dae Won greet the waiters.
Three cats immediately gather around them causing Dae Won to move back abruptly, clinging on his father pants. *He is surprised.*(laughs) He disappears behind Yoon Gi when a cat attempts to climb on his father’s leg.
-Don’t be afraid, Dae Won. Look! Stroke them like this. See, it’s soft. says Yoon Gi, kneeling down to pet the animal. Dae Won comes next to him, grasping his father’s shirt. His father stretches his hand to show him that there is nothing to fear. Dae Won mimics him after a few seconds he’s watched him. *He gets over his fear and lets the cats touch him.* Good. Like this.
Dae Won smiles at his dad when one the cats licks his hand which Yoon Gi answers back with an approving nod. Yoon Gi stands up and walks towards the counter to order snacks as Dae Won walks away to the seats, followed by cats. Yoon Gi waits for his order as he watches his son beginning familiarizing himself with the place.
-Dae Won, you shouldn’t bother those cats. Let them sleep in piece. He tells him as the boy pats the sleepy cats’ head.
*They remind us of someone.* (laughs)
Yoon Gi comes back with a tray. Dae Won eats but his attention is continuously focused on the cats gathering one by one around his chair, waiting for a treat.
-Please, don’t feed the cats with your food. We can give you theirs if you want. says one of the waiters from the counter as Dae Won stretches his hand with some of his donut’s crumbs in it.
-Dae Won, you heard the woman. Finish your food and you’ll be able to feed them after. warns Yoon Gi, eyes glued to his phone.
Once he’s done eating, he goes straight to the counter to ask for cats’ food. They give him some with toys cats can play with. Yoon Gi takes again his camera out. He also looks at the pictures taken earlier at the park and takes others in the cafe. Dae Won has fun as he feeds the animals, squealing with delight whenever one of the furry animals manages to catch the food in his hand, and plays with them. *As expected, they quickly became friends* (Aww) When Yoon Gi stretches, twisting his body left and right, one of the cats previously settled on the edge of the glass next to their table but out of his view, hops down next to him all of a sudden.
- Oh gosh… he surprised me. He says smiling at it as it joins the other cats around Dae Won. (laughs)
*Dae Won found a new toy.* The boy goes towards a wheel for cats and spins it making the cat peacefully lying down on it, go away. * You disturbed my nap* (laughs) He watches it before stopping the wheel from spinning to sit down on it.
-Dae Won, you shouldn’t do that, you’re too heavy. Look, the cats will get angry if they see you playing with their toys. (laughs)
Dae Won stops in his tracks to look at the few animals who freeze in front of him. He stands up immediately watching as two of them take his previous seat and spins the wheel for them.
Yoon Gi: At first, I said I wouldn’t be on the show. I wasn’t really keen on exposing our privacy. My wife didn’t really objected to it and said to me that it would be easy to take care of our son since he is grown up. Then I also thought about my in-laws. They live quite far from us and cannot see Dae Won as much as they wish. This show will allow them to see their grandson more often. If they can be happy to see him through these images then I’ll be too.
-Alright, Dae Won. It’s time to leave, say good bye to your friends.
-Good bye cats! he waves at them and they both leave.
*How was your time at the cat cafe?*
Yoon Gi: I liked it. We had a great time and I’m happy he had the opportunity to play with animals. For some reasons, I was really glad the Kids’ cafe was closed, [zoom] children are louder than animals. (laughs) So we both enjoyed our time there.
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So, I’m realizing that I may not hit my milestone as I keep on blocking porn blogs, but then I decided not to care about the count and I’m gonna do this anyway because this honestly makes me happy just spreading my love to you guys. You all mean so much to me and I truly value each and every one of you, even the ones I just started to follow or haven’t followed yet because I’m stalking and working up the courage to follow back because koala-tea following me what? I love you all. Honestly, I try and give each one of you an explanation as to why I love you, but I’ve said it before that this mun is so bad with ooc expressions, I am literally a potato. If you don’t see me give you a lot of words or any at all, PLEASE don’t take it the wrong way, you’re on this list because I love you and you mean a lot to me as a writer and a mun, it’s just I have a hard time expressing myself in so many words and I’ll probably end up being repetitive at times - I will apologize for that, even if I don’t have to (I’m your stereotypical Canada eh)
@ghostofaformerself - Always have to put my Ghost first, I’ve said it before she’s the reason I am even on Tumblr, I credit her for starting all of my internet friendships because without her I would still be clueless about this great community. Rayne is an amazing and incredibly written character, I love her so much. Ghosty, you’re still a terribletrashbagperson for hitting me with all of the Rayne feels, but let’s face it we both know I love you for it.
@hcvenofear - Keets, my darling Keets. Kudos to Paige for introducing us and giving me a wonderful internet friend that I am determined to meet one day no matter what. My PLL buddy tbh, the person I scream and cry to over Spencer Hastings god my heart. So much love for Keets both as a writer and as a person, and Keets even though I am pathetic with fandoms I’m gonna write with all of your muses because rping with you is fanfuckingtastic and good for my soul (maybe given you’re the head bitch in charge)
@astrcnautical - AGAIN credits to Paige for introducing me to such the beautiful soul that is Theo. I’ve written with Theo on his multi and I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT! Again, being that I’m pathetic with fandoms and do not have much knowledge of Star Trek, I do wanna write with Jim and Theo (okay but who wouldn’t want to write with Theo u bae bro) one day and I’m gonna love it because it’s you Theo and I love you.
@beastlynecromancer - ARI!……What’s that? Typing your name in all caps with bold and italics to make it sound like I’m screaming because wow what a darling you are isn’t enough to express my love for you? Darn, that’s my go to line x3 No but in all seriousness, I’ve told you many times before that you’re one of my dearest partners, I love you lots okay. Brent was the first muse of yours I’ve written with and I completely fell in love with him (as did Kim and later my other muses of course lol), he’s truly an awesome character and very well developed, honestly Ari you’re an inspiration to me as a writer. I’ve mentioned before how much I love all of your muses, even the inactive ones as they hold a piece of my heart because our interactions were so great that I’m keeping them forever in there. Also throws @merfolkmayhem because yes this blog is awesome too and I want to love those muses of yours <3
De:Bug: When you see your own show, do you ever wonder in what way you could have had the chance to intervene? The light technology seemed adjusted and programmed, can you spontaneously intervene music-wise at all?
Thomas Bangalter: First, I want to make this clear: we are the creators of this show. The way we present ourselves in our performance is characterized in the same light as the music; they are of equivalence. So we see that our area of expertise is also located there.
This concept [that I speak of] is based more on a total experience - for us, it was mainly about developing a global event. More like a Broadway musical, for example. We also found it interesting that if you see a big event, such as ‘The Phantom of the Opera’ or 'CATS’, it is structurally the same thing every night, but the event does not decrease in its effect as a consequence. It is a spectacle; the show is very structured and precise. We’re the operators of the music system and we’re trying to deliver a constant result.
I think the show was not very ordinary. It has shown the future, but maintains a traditional aspect of entertainment. Entertainment, design and programming - and of course, opportunities for improvisation.
Thomas Bangalter, 2008 De:Bug Interview [German], being very insistent on correcting the mistaken perception that the Alive 2007 shows may have been of a fixed and non-autonomous nature with references to postmodernist spectacle and Gesamtkunstwerk
Which is the most correct latin pronunciation? I mean, did they have the same accent as italians or other modern neo-latin languages speakers? Do we even know??
“Correct” isn’t really the most correct word to be using here, because there are several “correct” Latin pronunciations–four, actually.
Classical Latin - the pronunciation used by the Ancient Romans. As such, it’s the pronunciation taught in schools today (thanks to the Renaissance). This was pretty much identical to modern English except v’s were always pronounced like u or w (the Romans didn’t have either of those letters), ae sounded like aye (cry), c always sounded like k and never s, g never sounded like modern j, j wasn’t a letter but i could be used in its place (sounding like consonantal y). There are a couple of either changes, and you can read those here. As for how we know that this is how the Romans pronounced Latin, W. Sidney Allen published Vox Latina in 1965, detailing the reconstruction of classical pronunciation. His arguments included that the Roman alphabet was intended to be purely phonetic so that you could perfectly predict how the word would be spoken just by reading the word. We can read surprisingly detailed explanations of the Latin language from classical authors themselves. Common misspellings can provide clues to the pronunciation of the word. We can compare Romance language pronunciations to each other. There’s more, and you can read about that here.
Medieval Latin - When the Roman Empire expanded, so did the reach of Latin. Latin was influenced by many local languages, including German. We know it was about this time that j (pronounced like the consonantal y) entired the language, and diphthongs were contracted (ae became e, so we can assume that it was now pronounced like e). Latin also started forming local dialects, which evolved so intensely that we now call them different languages. This was the origin of the Romance languages.
Church/Ecclesiastical Latin - the Latin of the Catholics. This is where a lot of modern misconceptions about Latin pronunciation stem from. The Catholics determined that, for the purpose of Mass, Italic pronunciation just sounded better. Vowels were no longer long or short, c could sound like ch or k, g could sound like the modern j sometimes, j sounded like y, v sounded like the modern v, and some more. You can read about that here. Church Latin was only used for church purposes, however.
English/Business/Legal Latin - the pronunciation used today when people want to sound smart by using Latin words and phrases but don’t actually sound smart because they don’t know how to pronounce Latin. English Latin simply pronounces Latin as though it were English, with ending i’s in plurals sounding like aye (even though that was never a thing in either Classical, Medieval, or Church Latin.
As for which pronunciation is the most correct, most Latinists nowadays will point at Classical Latin. You can read my posts about the history and development of Latin here, here, and here.
Really, though, one of the things that interests me about the back-half of Les Miserables’s Act I is that everything except Marius and Cosette’s relationship starts in media res, with the students already on the brink of revolution. It doesn’t need to go into great depth to show us why they’re revolting, because the show correctly intuits that simply by dramatizing Valjean and Fantine’s lives earlier in the show they’re able to highlight all the things that pushes the students towards a revolution, despite the time jump between the two narrative arcs.
It’s a really flawless bit of “show, don’t tell”, and demonstrates that an audience member can follow Character A and see their suffering and intrinsically understand why Character B would want to revolt without necessarily having to dig deep into Character B. Les Mis is super effective in how it manages to condense Hugo’s novel, and this kind of efficiency is one of several reasons why.
True Skills 2012 Due giorni di Writing, Musica e Bboying. Extended version con la finale della battle di Bboying vinta da Bboy Max! Presto anche tutte le foto dei muri. Cominciate ad affilare le Skills per il prossimo anno!!! Un ringraziamento speciale a: Bboy Matthew, Kid Cash, Bboy Ryos, Knef Crew, Seven Dollars, Dj Dynamike Freestyle Concept, Edo Paris, Graffiti Shop, Racoon Studio, Magagna, I-tal Sound, Shoulder Sound
In the midst of the pit black, you felt electricity rushing down your spines when somebody took a hold of your hand, his touch was soft and
his thin fingers fitted perfectly into yours. And before you could make out the
situation, you had felt another flush of warmth hit you ever so lovingly, not
on your hand anymore but your lips. The identical softness to your lips came and
went like a wind, and you couldn’t help but missing it against your lips.
Everything happened in less than one second, too short for you to figure out who,
but the way he looked at you when the candle was lit up told you what he really
meant behind those vast-ocean-like eyes of his.
He liked you, just as much as you did.
In such distance, Mark didn’t get to see much of you, only
your gorgeous hair and a cute grey beanie on top, an over-sized hoodie than
covered up your shorts, also your backpack with number 626 imprinted on the side.
However, that wasn’t the thing that attracted his eyes, but your being. The way
you put your hands in your hoodie’s pockets while tapping your feet, shifting
your weight from your toes to the your heels and vice versa; the way you took a
glance at the traffic light, the expression on your face wondered when it would
turn green for you to cross the road. Mark smiled, he didn’t know why he wanted
to come close to you so bad, but he decided to stay in his van, and the vehicle
soon turned to the direction opposite to you. You were just one of many people
he met in his life and he would forget you, one way or another.
Turned out you were a trainee under JYP Entertainment, who
had earned yourself a special dancing course in the US, that explained Mark had
never seen you before. That day was the day you came back to form a group with
other girls and prepare for your debut. Since then , Mark saw you more often,
still the same dressing style with beanie, hoodie, a pair of shorts and number
626 at the side of your backpack, still the same distance of 60 inches. The
distance between him at the reception and you in front of the vocal training
room, or between your dance practice rooms, or even when you stopped by his
practice room to observe the boys, the respective distance remained unchanged.
The good thing was Mark now had the opportunity to learn
more about you, your every angle from front profile, side profile to back
profile, your pride coming from L.A imprinted on your backpack, your love for
singing and rapping, even your four dimensional personality that made him
chuckle anytime he looked at you. The more you stayed around, the deeper he was
into you. He wanted to start a conversation with you and not just any regular
eye contact, but he was clueless. Why did it so hard when it came to you? Hadn’t
he always been the hot boy who trapped girls into his net with just one gaze?
Mark found himself voluntarily becoming a fish in your trap.
A too good-looking fish.
Courtesy of Jackson and his extra-outgoing self, Mark had
been able to decrease the distance at least six times. The red head’s eyes
immediately shot up as he saw you shyly standing behind your group members, the
4D side of your was temporarily hidden for the official first met with the boys
next practice room.
“Ladies! Welcome to the party after monthly evaluation!”,
Jackson greeted in his sexy husky voice, but before he could make any sexier
impression on you girls, Youngjae ruined it all.
“Guys! Hannah brought food!”, the Mokpo boy cheered as the
other four grinned sheepishly at Hannah. She rolled her eyes before handing the
boys boxes of midnight snacks.
“It’s Y/N’s idea by the way! She seems to know you guys
well!”, your friend added while stepping aside to let the boys see their new
favorite girl. Bambam proceeded to grab your wrist to pull you sit down with
them while Jinyoung and Jaebum invited the rest. You all gathered around in a
circle, and to Mark’s satisfaction, you both happened to sit next to each
other. Mark smiled dimply at Bambam’s wink.
During the night, Mark’s attention was totally on you,
despite how loud and annoyed the others were. He casually offered you a slice
of spicy rice cake while smile-urging, causing you to blush a little before opening
your mouth to receive his treat. You beamed incoherently, not noticing some
sauce was smeared at the corner of your lips. As you awkwardly looked down to
the floor, Mark gently used a tissue to remove the thick red liquid off, which
made you jumped in your seat, staring at him in an awe.
“So.. I’m I’m Mark!”, the red head blurted out of nowhere
and regretted right after. Of course you knew his name. Everyone in this
company knew his name. Think Mark, think!
The L.A boy sighed, how he wished he was smooth at talking with girls like
his best friend, Jackson, how he wished his heart didn’t pound this erratic in
front of you, it would have been much easier. Feeling unsure, Mark started to
play with the hem of his shirt before reaching over to a bunch of snacks in the
center of the circle to stuff his mouth with food.
“Korean food seems to suit your appetite, huh?”
Mark coughed at your question, his eyes searching for his
reflection in your irises, which looked much like a cute, stuffy three-year-old
kid, rather than a handsome man in his twenty. The red head almost choked on
his food, making you to bring your hand up to caress his back up and down while
scooting closer to him. Mark quickly gulped down the water handed by you,
praying you didn’t notice how flustered he had become.
“Ye-yeah. Don’t you?”, he finally replied.
“Some are too spicy, you know”, you said while laughing,
waving your hand in front of your face as the gesture of a fan. “I don’t
usually eat spicy food back in the State”
“Oh sorry, I should have fed you rice roll instead of spicy
rice cake! Here you go!”, Mark quickly used his chopsticks to pick a slice of
rice roll up to feed you as you opened your mouth widely.
“Actually, spicy rice cake is fine! I just couldn’t handle
spicy seafood noodle!”, you commented while chewing.
“Me neither! Just one bite and…”, you both scrunched up your noses in disgust, making hissing
sound and got surprised by your same reaction. And just like that, Mark
realized that wasn’t the only thing which looked the same. You two coincidentally
handpicked a white beanie each, also the long-sleeves jean shirt he wore and
the one whose sleeves you tied around your waist definitely from the same
brand. People who didn’t know you two would probably think you two were dating
or at least had sort of ‘some’ relationship. Mark chuckled at the thought,
leaving an examining look on your face.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”, Mark asked, a hint of
amusement on his cheeks.
“That with these matching outfits, people may assume we’re
dating?”, you answered without thinking one bit. The words just flowed out
naturally, causing Mark’s lips to break into a smile.
“They should, because I’ve liked you already”
Before you could ever reply, suddenly the electricity was cut off, leaving thirteen
people in the complete darkness. Well it wasn’t that much of a sudden because the
JYP building was designated to turn all the light off automatically at 2.30
sharp. None of you was surprised, and none had a phone with them.
Mark abruptly found his courage, and he drove in. With his
heart still racing as insane as ever, in the midst of the pit black, his hand
subconsciously took a hold of your hand, which had already stayed next to his
when the light was still on. As if you two were meant to be, Mark had no
difficulty in making his way to your lips. His lips pressed against yours, softly,
gently, lovingly, affectionately but quickly, just 0.76 seconds. But just with that
short amount of time, every fiber inside that handsome boy knew all those
feelings he had had for you for months were real.
He liked you, a lot.
As soon as the dim light of candle was lit up, Mark was no
longer hesitant, the tip of his nose touched yours while he trapped you in his
vast-ocean-like eyes, his lips muttering those letters he had been keeping ever
since he first saw you before they, again, pressed on yours.
A 40-minute mix featuring tracks from the radio show “Hip-Hop & Her Family” selected and mixed live by DJ Petra. Tune in Fridays at 10:30pm ET to WNYU 89.1fm / wnyu.org or check out the archives at hiphopandherfamily.com
.REVIVING HIP-HOP’S ROOTS.
“I’m Glad You’re Mine” Al Green
“Brown Skin” Richie Spice
“We Buy Gold” 8Ball & MJG
“Bonsai” Tego Calderon
“Live Mi Life” Romain Virgo
“Numa Nice Numa Boa” DJ LK
“Masterplan (Illastrate Remix)” Boog Brown
“Kings In This Jungle” Sizzla & Jah Cure
“Ghetto-Ology” Goodie Mob
“Brooklyn and Jamaica” Morgan Heritage
“The Enemy” Big L ft. Fat Joe
“Badder Dan Dem” Lone Ranger
“Jeeps, Lex Coups, Bimaz & Benz” Lost Boys
“Country Rap Tunes” Big K.R.I.T.
“We No Worry Bout Them” Konshens & Romain Virgo
“I’m Loaded” Droop-E ft. E-40
“Nakozonga” Didjak Munya
“Odd Ras” Chronixx
“Kali Yuga” Georgia Ann Muldrow
“This Is For” Baba Israel & Yako 440
“Nashia Tho Dhoor” Specialist & Tru-Skool
“Six Million Ways to Die” Cutty Ranks
“For The Love of Money” The O'Jays
“I Need A Dollar” Aloe Blacc
“Strange Fruit” Luck-One
“Redemption” Jesse Jagz
“The Dock of the Bay” Otis Redding
mellarksloaves asked for hiccuping!Peeta in her tags and I couldn’t help myself. Posting it here instead of in her ask because I’m too addicted to italics.
HIIIC. The sound rips from his chest and he puts a hand over his mouth a moment too late. It’s funny, really, how surprised he looks. “Sorry,” he says a moment later, giving me a tiny smile. “Anyway, there’s new recipe that I –” he stops himself and the closest thing I’ve ever seen to a scowl on his face appears.
“What?” I ask.
“Hic – ups,” he answers. He’s trying to look cross but not quite accomplishing it. “Ugh.”
“Want me to see if Effie has something?” I joke lightly pretending to get up off of the bed. His hand comes out to wrap around my wrist and something funny runs through me at the touch. We’ll be in District Eight soon, expected to laugh and kiss and dance for the cameras, but until then, I expected our conversation on my bed – locked away from Effie’s ranting about the schedule being off because of our stop for fuel that first day – to be completely platonic. For him to keep his hands to himself, the way he does at night. And yet I’m a little bit disappointed when he pulls his hand away.