All about Kazujin

lies & truths (one then two, just for you <3)

Zuha🦢: yunjinnnnn

Kirin-chan🦒: hm?

Zuha🦢: good morning :)

Kirin-chan🦒: GOOD MORNINGG :DDDD

Kirin-chan🦒: what did you have to tell me?

Zuha🦢: well

Zuha🦢: uh

Zuha🦢: how do i put this

Zuha🦢: i cant go to work today...

Kirin-chan🦒: WHAT

Kirin-chan🦒: WHATS WRONG ARE YOU OKAY???

Kirin-chan🦒: DO YOU NEED ME TO GET YOU ANYTHING???

Zuha🦢: I'll be fine, just relax

Zuha🦢: just a simple cold, don't even worry about it

Zuha🦢: just tell the others to practice without me, okay? :)

The plan is in action. Kazuha smirks to herself, placing her phone atop her bed stand as she practically leaps out of her bed, as energetic as ever. This was the lie: she isn't sick, not in the slightest. She's simply planning a surprise for her Yunjin, and she doesn't want to risk her being there to ruin that. Not that she would ever feel ruined by Yunjin, of course she wouldn't. It was just the element of surprise, that's what she didn't want to spoil. Was she lying to her girlfriend? Yes , but her feelings wouldn't be hurt by this lie, Kazuha is sure of it.

She hears her phone buzzing continuously, over and over and over again. She giggles at the sound of it, not surprised at all if Yunjin would have concern written all over her pretty face. The blonde girl was a caring fellow, her protective instincts always acting up whenever she noticed even the smallest difference in Kazuha's behaviour. There had been times where she would sprint out of HYBE Entertainment to fetch the Japanese girl her favourite snacks when she told her she felt a little faint. Her demeanour was something that Kazuha dearly loved about her , and that she soon realised that she hadn't ever reciprocated it. Well, today was the day that will change things. She was going to commit to her duty as a good girlfriend, at least that was to her own perspective.

She cracks her knuckles and waltzes into the kitchen, taking no account of her constantly chiming phone. She feels a sliver of pity, of course. Yunjin must be so afraid, poor thing . To be fair, it was in her own right. Ever since Kazuha began haphazardly passing out after work hours- to which Yunjin had to shake her awake with tears in her eyes- the Korean girl took no risk when it came to Kazuha's general health. When asked for the reason for her sudden fainting, the japanese girl simply shrugged her shoulders and moved on with her day. To Yunjin, she felt as if this was Kazuha's indirect admission to her vulnerability. That's the reason Yunjin was so protective of her, of course. Kazuha never minded it, she just felt there was a need for herself to step up, to have a little bit of control in her life for once.

The sound of an egg cracking, the sight of the albumen and yolk spilling into the pan with a satisfying sizzle; Kazuha smiles to herself as she imagines cooking breakfast for her dearest Yunjin. Realistically, she wouldn't ever have the time. She'd need to be in the practice room by now, busting her butt off with all she had as her perspiration accumulated on her forehead, to which Yunjin would take the opportunity to rush to her aid and wipe her sweat off her brows. Sure, they spend all their time together, but in Kazuha's eyes, that doesn't count. The time they were spending was mainly used up on their training and all. Consequently, there wasn't ever a time the two of them had all alone; cooking meals, spoon feeding each other as they stare into each other's eyes with a glimpse of nothing but love and beauty . Ever since their trainee days, Kazuha never wanted more than to treat Yunjin, especially with a meal she made with her blood, sweat, and tears. So what if she wasn't the best cook? So what if she has burnt a few meals here and there? She thought, no- she knew that Yunjin would gladly appreciate her efforts.