Crush

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⿴ ≡ YangYang ft. Ten (mention of another's WayV members) (ɪᴅᴏʟ! YangYang x ɪᴅᴏʟ!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) Words: 2726 wordss Warnings: None ☺️  ≡ ⿴

* Cafuné: means running your hand through someone’s hair, caressing someone’s scalp.

When you're friends went on vacation, the idea of taking a van and going the place you were going to stay, it was really great. You just didn't realized that you was going to stay with seven boys full of energy and even more, onw of them being you're best friend that swear that the younger boy have feelings for you. But when you realized that, there it wasn't no turning backs.

Despite the warm Sun, a light breeze it was passing through the threes and through everyone's hair, and the boys looked pretty excited — and how they couldn't not?

"Everyone's ready?" Kun asked helping you with your bags, while the others boys approached to put their bags on the car.

"We're just missing Ten hyung and YangYang..." Winwin is the one to tell him, and you were already imagining that they were fighting over something fool. While you're on your head, both of them leave the house with theirs stuff in hand. Ten have a funny face and the younger a bright smile.

"Hey, I can't take care of you all the time okay?!" Chitta say it out loud, and you laugh of it. Yang listens to it and when he sees you standing there, he runs to put his stuff and put you in a comfortable hug.

"Can we go already?" XiaoJun asks not looking so happy. "Someone didn't like to being awake early" you joke with the guy that take a dramatically deep breath "What I don't do to see you're beautiful face?!"

"Okay, enough!" Kun says and you try to mask the red in your cheeks and turn to the leader. "Me, Winwin and Luca were going to take turns on the driving, so get ready because it is going to be a long way!"

That being said, all of you took a place. XiaoJun and Handery at the back sit where they somehow lay down; WinWin and Lucas took the front seat, so it left for you and the two boys to sit at the middle. YangYang took the window spot, once you didn't wanted because of the sunlight, so you sat besides him, being followed by Ten.

At the beginning everything it was fine, once in a short period of time everyone was already asleep. Until the first stop, where Kun woken up everyone, and you saw yourselves with your head layed on YangYang shoulders and his head on top of yours, and Ofcorse, Chitta with his head on your lap.

After refuel the van, put your legs up and some snacks at the gas station, you guys came back for the car, and everybody went for those same spots as before, but now awaken.

Your attention ended up by being share between the younger and the older, that kept on trying to make you see something "really nice" or that "it's just so you!" on their phones, until Kun turn for the three of you:

"Ya! Enough you two! Can you please leave the poor girl alone for a second?" His voice had the strong leader, so you got quiet listening both of the boys apologizing.

Ten lay down his head on your thighs one more time, and you automatically start brushing your fingers in his hair in a soft cafuné,

"You've got to be kidding me!" YangYang yells with red cheeks.

And like that they start a new silly discussion about who is "more worthy of your cafuné" while Kun watch both of them with a disgusting face, and WinWin look at you trying to communicate through his eyes.

It was then when you had two certainties: the first it is that YangYang actually have feelings for you, and the second being that Chittaphon it was going to provoque him every second of the trip.

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⸙🍵WayV as Candidatos da Seleção ⸙🍵

Olá! Resolvi trazer esse Headcanon que escrevi uma vez para o Twitter (por isso que é consideravelmente pequeno). Espero que gostem!

"A Seleção" é uma série de livros escritos pela maravilhosa Kiera Cass. Ele conta a história de um príncipe que precisa de uma esposa, e para que escolha seja feita, a família real do reino de Illéa, resolve fazer o concurso denominado "A Seleção" onde ele tem a chance de conhecer 35 garotas de personalidades diferentes, e seus mais diversos motivos para estarem no castelo. (O reino de Illéa é uma monarquia do futuro, situada no território dos Estados Unidos, e é um reino dividido por castas*.

᪥ Quian Kun

𖤍 Casta 03 - Escritor 𖤍

✏️ Rapaz calmo e paciente, sempre com um sorriso no rosto;

✏️ Chama atenção pela elegância e porte;

✏️ Esperou o momento certo pra se aproximar da princesa;

✏️ Até a rainha tinha afeição por ele;

✏️Encontros na biblioteca sempre regados a bastante chá e sitações de livros;

✏️ Gosta muito da princesa e sonha com um futuro com ela.

᪥ Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul/ Ten

𖤍 Casta 05 - Dançarino 𖤍

ૢ་ Apesar de ser de uma casta baixa, ele é sempre muito educado;

ૢ་ Levemente nervoso nas refeições com a família real.

ૢ་ Sempre que ficava nervoso, sorria;

ૢ་ Cada sorriso que ele dava, era um ataque cardíaco em todas as damas do castelo.

ૢ་ Encantou a princesa com sua conversa leve, sorrisos, e com seu bom humor;

ૢ་ Galanteador sem perceber;

ૢ་ Não acha que tem chances por vir de uma casta consideravelmente baixa, mas sonha com um universo paralelo onde é o escolhido.

᪥ Dong Sicheng/ WinWin

𖤍 Casta 02 - Modelo 𖤍

📷 Muito quieto;

📷 Sempre muito sério, mas quando se sente mais confortável, é um amorzinho;

📷 Extremamente educado;

📷 Chamou a atenção da princesa pela beleza e quietude, mas qndo se conheceram ela viu que ele só precisava de um pouco de tempo para se soltar;

📷 Nervoso com a possibilidade de se tornar rei, mas nada contra a princesa.

᪥ Wong Yukhei/ Lucas

𖤍 Casta 02 - Modelo 𖤍

📸 ALTO;

📸 Já conhecia WinWin, portanto estavam sempre juntos;

📸 Por onde vai chama atenção pela beleza.

📸 Constantes demonstrações de que além de tamanho e beleza, tem um enorme coração e é bem animado.

📸 Em contraste com sua personalidade brilhante entre os candidatos, é extremamente tímido e nervoso nos encontros com a princesa.

📸 Não liga pro trono, mas se escolhido, quer fazer a princesa feliz

᪥ Xiao Dejun/ XiaoJun

𖤍 Casta 03 - Produtor musical 𖤍

🎙️ Animado, sempre brincando com todos;

🎙️ Conseguiu chamar atenção da princesa no primeiro contato;

🎙️ Sempre muito educado com todo mundo;

🎙️ Está sempre escrevendo;

🎙️ Em um dos encontros cantou uma das composições feitas pra princesa, e quase morreu de vergonha depois;

🎙️Quer ser escolhido por gostar da princesa mas não tem certeza se seria um bom rei

᪥ Wong KunHang/Handery

𖤍 Casta 03 - Cineasta 𖤍

🎬 É o mais animado;

🎬 Extremanente criativo, e ama falar;

🎬 Todos os candidatos querem um papel no seu próximo projeto;

🎬 Conversa com a princesa sobre seus filmes favoritos e algumas adaptações de livros, muitas vezes os dois conversavam com Kun e saber a opinião dele sobre isso;

🎬 Muito animado com a possibilidade de casamento, mas não gosta da ideia de deixar seus projetos pra se tornar rei

᪥ Liu YangYang

𖤍 Casta 04 - Dono/Herdeiro de Hotel 𖤍

🛎️ Ainda não trabalha, mas seu pai é dono de um hotel renomado;

🛎️ Queria na verdade ser dançarino ou produtor de música, por isso passa muito tempo conversando com Ten e Xiaojun;

🛎️ No começo via a seleção como uma forma de escapar do pai, mas acabou se afeiçoando a princesa;

🛎️ Em um de seus encontros, os dois tiveram uma conversa sincera, ela o indagou sobre suas intenções (já que não tinha certeza se ele realmente gostava de estar ali), e ele então a confessou sua realidade;

🛎️ Após a conversa viraram amigos. A princesa o prometeu mantê-lo na casa até sua escolha;

🛎️ Era com ele que a princesa conversava sobre a competição, uma vez que ele a levava informações que os candidatos não a diziam;

🛎️ Os candidatos chegaram a acreditar que ele seria o escolhido, por conta da amizade que mantinham;

🛎️ Mesmo após a competição ter acabado, nunca perdeu o contanto com a princesa e acabou se relacionando com uma princesa de outro país aliado.

* Lista das castas de Illéa *

Casta 1: A nobreza e o Clero.

Casta 2: Celebridades, modelos, atletas profissionais, políticos, atores e oficiais.

Casta 3: A elite, educadores, filósofos, joalheiros, inventores, escritores, cientistas, médicos, veterinários, dentistas, arquitetos, bibliotecários, engenheiros, psicólogos, cineastas, produtores musicais, advogados.

Casta 4: Fazendeiros, corretores de imóveis e de seguros, chefes de cozinha, mestres de obras, proprietários e donos de restaurantes, lojas e hotéis.

Casta 5: Músicos dançarinos, fotógrafos, artistas de modo geral.

Casta 6: Secretários, serventes, governantas, costureiras, balconistas, cozinheiros, motoristas.

Casta 7: Jardineiros, pedreiros, lavradores, pessoas que limpam calhas e piscinas, e quase todos os trabalhadores braçais.

Casta 8: Pessoas com deficiência (especialmente quando desamparadas), viciados, fugitivos e sem-tetos.

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I like to admire. I like looking at things around me and noticing small details that sometimes go unnoticed, like the way that chair is tilted too far to the right, or how there's a small flaw in the wallpaper that reveals the blue dye. While you enjoyed taking pictures. They were his way of admiring the world.

But what you don't know is that I admire your photographs. Or better yet, I admire you as you take them off. You never realized it, but you always stop, wonder where you are, and tilt your head before picking up your cell phone or your machine. And then you position and finally take the picture, and the sigh you give when you see the result is extremely adorable... if the picture was taken with the cell phone, the sigh is slightly disappointed because in your words "the cell phone doesn't bring veracity of reality" and if you have the machine, you are happier, because apparently it does the job that your little device does not.

I love it when you show me what you've done with the photos in the "finished product" the yellowish hues in the background, in the corner or in small details that people usually don't notice — but that at some point in our conversations you confessed to putting them on there because you know I'm going to identify them. I love seeing these photos because I realize that you see the world as a happy place, a joyful place. But when I believe I know everything about you, I find myself completely wrong.

The pictures of me that you hid all this time, their yellowish tones in them, show me that you see happiness in me too. And when I asked how you took it without my knowing it, and why you did it, your low voice reminded me of why I watch you so much myself "Because I like to admire you", and with your perfect spelling in under the photo "My world is yellow with you" I remember that I can go home and admire you and the way you look at the world.

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So was I

〯₊ ¡Mark Lee! (NonIᴅᴏʟ!Mark x !NonIdol!ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ). Words: 994 words Warning: mention of food.  〯₊

A/N: Hello there my beautifull people! How's goin? Just wantted to let you guys know, that I changed the title for the english version. Previously it was suppouse to be: "Slow", but I decided for the best, that "So was I" it fit better (but don't worry, it is the same content!), so Hope you guys enjoy!

If God exists he hates me. If Allah exists, he hates me. If any Deity exists, I'm sure they hate me. The fact is, no matter your religion, your God probably hates me. And if you're an atheist, well then, life hates me.

Because seriously, besides being into the guy he has to be my best friend and still be hanging out non-stop with my roommate? Can it get worse?

Today, Friday night, and once again I’m in my room getting ready for another night out. Moletom and pizza have always been the best choice for a septic tank at home. Park Mina, my partner yells from the hallway as I leave, and I just listen, my brain working artfully to finish me off, making me wonder what your night with Mark Lee will be like. Are they going clubbing? To a restaurant? Karaoke? Will they kiss? Are you going to buy things for each other?

I sigh trying to ignore the annoying little voice in my head and play on my beautiful Chanyeol Dorama. But I can barely concentrate on the adorable giant and his glasses without looking at my cell phone waiting for some notification from the guy inviting me to a game night we used to have.

Finally, my doorbell rings telling me that the delivery boy has arrived. My serotonin level rises minimally at the prospect of eating my broccoli pizza. I open the door ready to play with the boy, who could easily be Heechan, the neighbor’s son who always delivers my orders, but I’m scared seeing Mark Lee standing there right in front of me. I freeze at the sight, and for a moment I think I’m hallucinating, but the brunette chuckles, probably nervous.

“Hey! Anybody home?” His voice is a little low and a little unsure.

“Oh hi. Why are you here?”  It’s all I can manage, after all, he is the last person I expected to see there. Even more wearing what I am: sweatshirt.

“I came to see you, it’s been a while since we’ve spoken” Mark was still talking in a low voice, looking at me uncertainly, and I still don’t know what to do. “So can I come in?  It’s kinda little cold here...”

I let him pass and only then do I notice my pizza, his bags in hand. We go back to the bedroom and try to act normally. We sit on the bed and he spreads what he brought: candies, chocolate, snacks, and soju. We open the drink and your face when you see the pizza taste is the best.

“Broccoli? Seriously?”

“Yah! Don’t judge me!” I say a little louder, “and if I knew it you was coming, I’d order even more broccoli!” I point out, taking a slice. “I thought you’d be with Mina.”

“No, you know that club is not mine thing.” Lee replies as if it’s obvious. I let out a disbelieving laugh.

“You guys are so close nowadays that I didn’t doubt you’d go with her.” I let out a little acid before taking a big sip of Soju.

“Is that jealous?” he asks, smiling sideways. I want to scream yes, wanted to scream that he was blind, slow and dumb, but I just roll my eyes and drink some more. “Wow! Take it easy!”

“I deserve this divine drink, okay?” I complain, taking the bottle that was taken from me and finishing it at once.

I manage to keep him quiet while we watch Dorama, and as always his comments are the best and make me laugh, even though I want to be mad.

“Oh! Chanyeol, why so beautiful?” I let out low, but apparently, Mark hears me and nudges my leg. “What? He is. He raps, dances, sings, composes, acts, is cute, funny, intelligent, speaks English, and even knows how to build a bar.” I list my utt’s qualities under my friend’s tedious gaze.

“I know how to do all that too!” He answers me looking offended.

“Um, I wouldn’t leave a drill to you.” I imply, laughing, but realize I’m the only one who does so, so I stop, averting my gaze from his, super intense.

I turn around about to ask why he’s ignored me for the past few weeks when I’m startled by his hand on the back of my neck, and he pulls me in for a kiss. But it takes me a while to process and when I see it, Mark looks at me apprehensively.

“What was that?”

“I like you. More than a friend, and I was afraid of what I was going to think, of your reaction, and of ruining our friendship, so I asked Mina for help on what to do because I can’t bear to hide my desire from you any longer.”

Once I have my answer, I stare at him, wondering whether I’m hitting him for making me believe he was interested in Mina or kissing him because I finally know the feeling its mutual.

“Mark Lee!” I let out angrily slapping him on the arm. Yeah, looks like my hot blood acts faster than mine. “I can’t believe you did this to me!” I slap him lightly, and the idiot falls back on the bed complaining. “I thought I was into Mina, you bastard!”

“What? Why?” the brunette manages to hold my arms looking very confused. He then stops to think and his mouth forms na “O” in a clear sign that he understands what happened. “No, I never liked her like that!”

“Really?” I need to confirm so I can take my next step, and when he nods, I throw myself on top of him, pressing our lips together.

It’s his turn not to understand what happened, but when his eyes meet mine and he sees that I feel the same way, we finally kiss intensely and wonderfully.

At the end, it wasn’t just Mark who was slow. So was I.

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Pairing: Idol!Bambam x Female!reader

Warnings: content highly suggestive

Corset

  He was obsessed with your clothes. Being more specific, with those clothes on you body. When he first saw that black corset with slight red details on a manequim, BamBam didint thought twice before buy it for you, but for being honest with himself, he wasn't ready to see how it could actually look on you.

The way that it holded on your body, showing those curves that in a daily basis were hidding, and how those colors made you glow, it was simply driving him crazy.

— You okay? — your voice bring him back to reality, and his eyes left your hips to your face and he feels his Hart scape a beat. Your makeup made everything better, once the colors you choosed were a perfect match with your outfit. And for end him, your lips where with that lipstick you know he loves.

— I don't know, guess we should stay just to have s...- his words showed you whaylt was in his minds. Bambam left the bed where he was sitting, and he stopped in front of you. His hands pulled you buy your hips, making your body collide with his own. The perfume that left you made you even more sensual.

— I wish we could, — you made shore your voice it was at the same tone as his — but if we don't go, Jaebum-ssi will kill you.

— I can deal with that. Besides, if he had the most gorgeous and sensual girl in the world, he would do the same...- both of your faces were very close, and you appreciate the fact that your lipstick is the best one, because you know that in a matter of seconds bambam will definitely kiss you.

And he did. But different from what you thought it would be, he kiss you very gentle, moving one of his hands from your hips to your jaw, holding you in pace, and the another one on your hips, pulling you even closer. He took his sweat time on your moth, tasting how good you taste. Your hands find their place on his arms, once you try to hold yourself on him for not fall.

— I'm definitely using this every single day from now on. — you try to recover your heartbeat and breathing.

— You know I'm not complaining. — both you smile, but before he try to kiss you, and your night stays on your room, you speak:

— But now we should go, or I'm afraid the next time I'll use this corset it would be on your funeral. — You finally leave his arms, but bambam complains.

— Oh, c'mon babe, give me one good reason to don't stay in here. — you see his beautiful figure standing in the middle of the room without moving. You smile, putting your hand on your hips, and a Devil smile on your lips.

— If we go, and you behave well, I might let you take these off...— once your words leave your moth, he close his eyes, and bambam follow you through the hall, and you mutter a "good boy", that he responds with a groan and a low "don't tease".

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⸙🍵 WayV as selection candidates ⸙🍵

Helo! I decided to bring this Headcanon I wrote once to Twitter (that’s why it is quite small). Hope you like it!

“The Selection” is a series of books written by the wonderful Kiera Cass. It tells the story of a prince who needs a wife, and for that choice to be made, the royal family from the kingdom of Illéa, decide to do the contest called “The Selection” where he has a chance to meet 35 girls of different personalities, and their most diverse reasons for being in the castle. (The kingdom of Illéa is a future monarchy, located in the territory of the United States, and is a kingdom divided by castes*.

᪥ Quian Kun

𖤍 Caste 03 - Writer 𖤍

✏️ Calm and patient boy, always with a smile on his face;

✏️ Draws attention for his elegance and presence;

✏️ Waited for the right moment to approach the princess;

✏️ Even the queen have affection for him;

✏️ Datee in the library always with plenty of tea and bookings;

✏️ Likes the princess very much and dreams of a future with her.

᪥ Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul/ Ten

𖤍 Caste 05 - Dancer 𖤍

ૢ ་ Despite being of a low caste, he is always very polite;

ૢ ་ Slightly nervous at meals with the royal family.

ૢ ་ Whenever he was nervous, he smiled;

ૢ ་ Every smile he gave was a heart attack on all the ladies in the castle.

ૢ ་ Enchanted the princess with his light conversation, smiles, and good humor;

ૢ ་ Wanderer without realizing it;

ૢ ་ He doesnt think about having a real chance since he’s from a considerably low caste, but dreams of a parallel universe where he’s the chosen.

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