muscle tapes | ijb + ksg

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Seulgi found all of these so foreign to her. The simplicity of the new apartment, empty vintage photo frames hanging lifelessly on the walls, the orange light from the evening sunset shimmered through the fairytale-like sheer curtain casted glowing streaks on the wooden floor.

The idea of buying a shared apartment never occurred to her at this age. Yet, she was unable to hesitate and gave a cheerful "yes!" as a reply when Jaebum suggested the idea.

She was an amateur at this. At loving, because the concept of being a girlfriend of someone else was only something she saw in k-dramas and a shadow to her hopeless romantic self. She didn't know when, but when they actually met for a whole 12 hours filming for one of the variety shows to promote her new song with Joy, she unavoidably had the chance to interact with him, something about being mafias together or what not.

"He likes you!" she could remember Joy exclaiming to her after the show, when he mustered his courage to ask for her number before they left. She was bewildered, but agreed anyways since she was always open to making friends, though rarely of the opposite gender.

She soon grew attached to him, for some reason, knowing that they shared the same hobbies and viewpoints. Their camaraderie was natural, and it progressed smoothly on its own, eventually leading to this clandestine.

The door clicked open, making Seulgi jump out of her reverie. Quickly closing the door behind him, he removed his bucket hat that had been covering almost two-thirds of his face. Seulgi's face lit up in joy, her eye smile being a whole lot brighter when Jaebum opened his arms wide to engulf her petite body in an embrace.

Her height towered over her ideally, and Seulgi could only take in the smell of his cologne-- something daily to her whenever she stole his hoodies to wear back at her dorm.

She still get butterflies in her stomach, while Seulgi always made Jaebum go back to being a helpless twelve-year old fool who has had a crush on a girl.

"You tired?" Seulgi asked him, looking up at him. He rested his hands loosely on her waist when she spoke.

"Mhmmm," he hummed as a reply, eyes closing for a tad bit longer to express his fatigue.

He was being dragged to the couch and instructed for Seulgi to sit down. He complied willingly, chuckling at how her actions always seemed so cartoon-ish to him. She was just so, so precious in his eyes.

"Here?" Seulgi pressed his shoulders, leaning slightly over to look at his reaction, whether his expression was a grimace or not. She carefully took off the adhesive from the muscle tape. Seulgi knew how strenuous and intense dance practices could be, especially with how his group was known for their fast-paced choreography full of techniques. When Seulgi knew of his long-term back injury, she scolded him for still attempting to do back-flips and stunts in the prison show.

"Was just trying to impress you!" Jaebum retorted, chortling and earning a slap on his arm after that.

By the time the sun set, his broad back was full of muscle tapes that Seulgi had delicately and carefully stuck on. It was painful, and he tried his best to not show it. However, Seulgi was always quick to sense his discomfort and he couldn't be anymore thankful looking at how sincere she was.

His head laid comfortably on her lap, the sound of a netflix show going off beside them, serving as a background noise for their rare alone time. They haven't had a chance to spend a night with each other primarily because their schedules always occurred during the darkest time of the day.

Soft snores could be heard from him a moment later. Seulgi grinned, carefully taking her phone so as to not wake him up. She moved his fringe out of the way and snapped a photo of him. It was one of those times where Seulgi was glad he did all those martial arts stunts to grasp her attention, because now, she was so in love with the boy.