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felix-gallery · 7 months
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─.•:。✧ felix's freckles appreciation post !! 「27」 ✧。:•.─
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crystalkitty1220 · 8 months
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Am I starting an animatic of Felix that I most likely won't finish? Yep. but oh well
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mazeinthemiroh · 1 year
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Hello can I request a stray kids with there s/o being a stylist !
( imagin one of them getting jealous on how close there s/o is to a other idols face when doing there makeup >-<)
stray kids with a stylist s/o
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genre: fluff
word count: 0.9k
warnings: not proofread
pls like and reblog if you enjoy! feel free to request anything <3
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bangchan
channie just loves the way you do his makeup. like he really feels only you bring out his best features. you make him feel confident in himself when he is performing because you give him outfits that not only are flattering but also that he feels comfortable in. even when you're not styling him, he might ask for fashion tips or your opinion on his outfit anyway. what makes channie super happy though is that you always remember to compliment his handsome face whether he is wearing makeup or not, knowing that he's insecure about his bareface. this makes his heart flutter for sure <3
lee know
minho loves the perks there are in having a partner who is a stylist. you have a good eye for things so he comes to you for free fashion advice and stuff like that. what he isn't too keen on is when you are styling other idols. he knows it's part of your job but when he catches glimpse of you leaned over another idol to do their makeup, he can't help but feel a little jealous. even if the other idols you are styling happen to be his members! why should they be worth more attention than him? that's where his mind is at. so be sure to pamper him and give him special treatment uwu
changbin
he loves the fact that you are mostly there backstage whenever he has a concert or special event. he feels like he can get positive vibes and support just by knowing you're not too far from him. he loves it when you take care of him, especially in between performances at concerts. while adjusting his make-up and outfit, you'll wipe his sweaty forehead and always ask him if he's ok and if he needs anything. you mkar him feel so loved and care for no matter what setting or circumstance. he likes to think that you take care of him at work and he get's to take care of you at home >.< idk the whole scenario is just very cute to him.
hyunjin
he admires your work because to him being a stylist is like being an artist; you have your own creative process and speculate on how to make things look beautiful or make outfits look unique for performances. he always claims that every time you style him, you give him the most iconic looks. whether that is giving him a new hairstyle or vibrant, intricate makeup on his face, or even a new style of clothes that has never been tried by an idol before. he likes making a good impression on the fans and being known as striking and daring, so having you by his side to support this idea is a dream come true for him.
han
he finds it quite a novle idea that he would be connected to his partner this way. he still finds it funny how he could ask about different clothes and hairstyles that you would be willing to try out in him while you talk long into the night. having you in his work aspect of life is something he is still getting used to, but definitely something he very much appreciates. just knowing you are there, even jn the backgrounds of the dressing room somewhere, even if you're styling another idol, he knows you're there. and that's the main thing. he feels he has someone to turn to just incase something happens. he is very comforted by you.
felix
every time you get the opportunity to do his makeup for an event, you also make sure his beautiful freckles are visible, which he really appreciates. as felix's stylist and partner you feel that you tend to focus more on complimenting his personality and talents than looks. this is because felix has expressed to you that he doesn't want to just be known for his handsome face, and you completely understand that. as someone who is constantly around handsome faces anyway, you tend to be unfazed with regards to looks, and so you reassure him that his personality shines the brightest <333
seungmin
before he started dating you, seungmin was super shy when you came over to style him, and this was mainly because you could not stop yourself from complimenting how handsome he is. i mean... i can't blame you?? i would totally do the same lmao. anyways, now that you both are dating he's a lot less shy because he's used to being around you a lot more, not just at work but also in a less professional setting, like when you guys at home. but you still make his heart flutter regardless; he's just not used to getting so much attention from just one person. it's a new feeling, and a feeling he likes very much indeed.
jeongin
you are able to shield jeongin from any awful hairstyles that other stylists attempt to infringe upon him. like the amount of times other stylists have come at him with hair crimpers is appalling and definitely not happening, not if you have any say in it! he definitely appreciates you understanding his wishes, for sure. when he sees you styling other idols, he can feel himself getting more and more jealous. he's just lowkey insecure, especially if he deems the idol you are so close to as being 'more handsome' than he is. but he will never mention it to you because he recognises that you are a professional and this is merely what you're paid for.
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seacee16 · 7 months
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when petals fall | bangchan
bangchan x original female character
warnings: mention of anxiety, panic attacks, death, angst, and grief
What happens when the stars cross the threads of two strangers trying their hardest to get through life? When an unconscious detour leads Chan into the path of a girl trying to escape the memories that haunt her mind? When strangers become friends, and friends try not to become something more?
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ch. 1 ~ when paths cross
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1:08am.
When the sky is the darkest shade of ebony and the midnight hustle and bustle of the city has passed its peak. A time for students and insomniacs. For heavy gamers and clubbing youth. And the time for those stuck in the production process of yet another song.
Tired eyes stared up at screens too bright for the dimly lit room, with a heartbeat of bars playing repetitively through the speakers laid out on the desk in front of the exhausted singer. A limp hand reached up and brushed pale blonde hair away from eyes rimmed red with exhaustion. Chan had been stuck on the same melody for the last 3 hours now. Every drop and chime were placed where they had once seemed perfect, but now everything sounded wrong and the tune made his skin crawl in annoyance. He let out a strangled groan, covering both eyes with his hands. Why couldn't he get it right?
This wasn't the first time he had been stuck like this. He was no stranger to late nights in the empty company buildings, with nothing but the faint buzz of recording equipment and his haunting melody to busy his mind. However, most nights were successful. He was skilled at getting out of the lyrical slumps he so often found himself in when no one was around. So why was it suddenly so hard to hear the very melody he had created without cringing?
Defeated, the man decided that it was time to surrender. He would no doubt be in the small studio all night if he continued to try, but all that would get him is a bad headache and no further progress. Chan stood from his seat, wincing at the pain that shot through his stiff back as it straightened. His eyes fluttered up to his laptop screen one last time in hope of having a spontaneous musical epiphany.
All he got was silence.
With a heavy sigh, he lowered the screen of his laptop, gathered his belongings and left the small room. The sound of sluggish footsteps ricocheted off the walls of long, empty passageways. A wave of vibrations was felt right above his stomach, in the weighted pocket of his oversized black hoodie. Chan retrieved his phone. A freckled face stared back up at him from just above the "answer call" icon. He swiped his thumb over the little green circle and raised the device to his ear, never slowing his stride.
"You're up late," Chan spoke into the speaker, a sliver of concern present in his voice. His members left the company hours before him. While it wasn't unusual for one of them to be up at this hour, their recently packed schedule made sure that they were all tired out by midnight. Well, all except for one.
"I could say the same about you." A low chuckle followed. The leader rubbed the back of his neck.
"I'm on my way back to the dorm right now. Don't wait up, we have a busy day tomorrow." Felix hummed on the other side of the call, no doubt not believing the elder's words. "I really am this time."
"Okay, I believe you," he mused.
"Are the rest of the kids asleep?" It was first nature to him to think about his team. A soft 'yes' was heard in his side, followed by the rustle of cabinet doors and clanging metal. A smile made its way to Chan's face. "You were baking?"
Felix replied, "Yep. And I'm packing these brownies up as soon as they've cooled, so you better get here soon if you want one."
The call ended soon after, the mention of brownies adding urgency to Chan's steps. That and the desire to get in two of three hours of sleeps before their early morning.
The warm night air brushed his exposed cheekbones as he stepped out into the street. While his mask covered up a good portion of his face, he couldn't help but smile at the soft caress of the breeze after being confined in his small studio for hours on end. With the fresh air only getting sweeter by the second, the young male dismissed the driver on call and decided to take the long way home. The scenic route.
And so, bag slung over his shoulder and hands tucked deep into his pockets, he began to walk. The night surrounding him was relatively quiet, the only noise coming from the rare car passing by. Chan passed many sights. Bars raging with loud music and hints of seduction. Convenience stores brought to life by hungover men and women looking for a cure to their own over-indulgence. With every person he passed, he couldn’t help but find their story in their eyes and skin, how they walked and breathed and just were. In that sense, the night city of Seoul was but a bookshelf of novella, the country a library, and the world a singular archive spanning over hectares and history.
He passed by a dark store, closed for the night. It was easy to spot a familiar octet of faces behind the glass, each smiling brighter than the next. No matter how many people knew their name and cheered them on, Chan would never not feel small besides the towering city skyline. How different was he really to any of the strangers passing him tonight? His story was published for the world to follow, every sequel and spin-off to come.
With the reminder of his seven brothers fresh in his mind, the leader noticed that he had fallen into a daze and lost track of where he had been going. The sudden view of the Han River was what snapped Chan out of his daze completely. A mumbled string of curses fell from his lips. He had wandered too far on his detour home. Felix was bound to keep the brownies away from him now. With a soft huff, Chan made a move to turn back, but stopped when he noticed movement among the darkness. A little distance away, on a recreational patch of land right beside the river was a figure, moving around as fluidly as the body of water besides them. Looking around, not a single soul could be seen. All except for Chan and the stranger dancing in the dark. Intrigued, Chan couldn't help but make his way closer to the dancer. The opaque shine of a nearby streetlight did little to expose the person's identity from so far away, but the dull fluorescence gave away waves of dark hair and slender limbs clad in loose clothing. Another few steps closer and Chan could faintly hear a familiar melody, no doubt playing from a device belonging to the stranger. He could just make out the soft guitar of "Tenerife Sea".
Unaware of his presence, the stranger continued to dance. Long, flowing movements that made her limbs seem almost infinite. And even in the darkness, a broad smile could be seen crinkling the corners of closed eyes. She looked happy. Peaceful. Oblivious to her one-man audience. Until she wasn't.
Chan felt his breath hitch in his throat as his eyes met hers. He couldn't tell the colour of them, but the light that they held was enough to pull him closer. Just not physically. Embarrassed to have been caught staring, Chan dipped his head, his hair sheltering him from her gaze. He prayed that he hadn’t made the stranger uncomfortable. He gave himself a mental kick to the shin.
Great job, Christopher. She'll definitely leave now.
Only, she didn't. Her smile grew a little more on one end, burying her amused eyes in thin crescents. When Chan finally dared to lift his gaze, she was looking right back at him. This time, he willed himself to hold eye contact. Why? He didn't know.
After a moment, the girl resumed her dance. The only evidence of her acknowledging his presence were the quick flashes of eye contact as she turned. The smile never left her face, even when Chan took a couple more steps towards her.
Now close enough to be heard, Chan took a deep breath and said, "uhm, hello. I apologize if I interrupted you, o-or made you uncomfortable in anyway. It wasn't my intention to stare."
Her response didn't come from her lips, but her eyes. They latched onto him once more, a flicker of curiosity hidden deep within them. All the while, her dancing never ceased, only slowed so that she could focus on him more.
In another attempt, he continued, "Should you really be out here alone? It’s dangerous, especially when it’s this dark out."
"Dangerous?" She ponders, a teasing grin following her first words. "And who would I need to be protected from, exactly? Oddly handsome men who lurk in the shadows to watch strange girl’s dance?"
"Exactly, it's da-" Chan cut himself off, realizing with wide eyes what she had been referring to. The lack of artificial lighting hid his red tipped ears well, but the soft laugh heard from her direction proved otherwise. "You were referring to me, weren't you?"
She hummed a short 'yes'. "Handsome and smart. You must have all of the strangers you meet falling at your very feet." Finally, her movements ceased. All except for the quick rise and fall of her chest, heavy breaths filling the silence.
Now that she had stilled, Chan was able to see her clearly. Her dark hair reached her collarbone in swift ripples of earthy tones, all framing a rounded face littered in the faintest of stars - much like that of his best friend. He watched as a delicate hand reached up to tuck stray strands behind her ear, revealing an array of symmetrically placed studs.
"I don’t really meet many strangers," he told her honestly.
The stranger bent down to pick her phone up off the grass, sliding it into her pocket. Chan couldn't see any other belonging nearby, and came to the conclusion that her phone was all she had with her.
"Is it because you don't get out much, or because you choose to just watch them from afar?" She asked, seeming to be enjoying playing with him.
He allowed himself an awkward chuckle before replying, "trust me, I get out plenty." This caused the girl's eyebrows to shoot up. Chan rushed to correct himself, waving his hands around frantically. "Not that it’s because if the second reason either! Its neither of them."
Her lips pulled up at the corners. "You don't owe me an explanation." She reached up to pull the top layer of her hair up into a loose ponytail, giving Chan a better view of her face. "Besides," she went on. "I was just stalling while I planned my escape."
"No wait, don't leave," Chan called after her with a sinking heart. He hadn't meant to make her leave. She looked back at him over one shoulder. "I didn’t mean to bother you. You were here first. I'll go, you stay." With an apologetic smile and a small bow, Chan began his trek in the opposite direction. However, a light voice stopped him.
"Why did you come out here tonight?" He turned back to look at her. She had both hands tucked into the pockets of her sweatpants; no expression found on her face.
"What?"
"I come out here most nights. I've never seen you before. So, again, why did you come out here tonight?" Chan fiddled with the drawstrings of his hoodie. Her eyes stayed focused on him as he looked down at the ground. He finally met her gaze.
"I'm not sure, honestly. I had all the intention of heading home, but I decided to take a longer route. To help clear my head, help with the slump I've been in today. I didn’t even mean to stray so far, but I don’t know, somehow I ended up here."
The girl remained silent for a while. She seemed to be contemplating, thinking about what to say next. In the end, her words surprised him.
“Stay with me.”
“Excuse me?”
“The best way to get out of a work slump is to forget about the very thing that is troubling you. That way, when you return to the issue at hand, you’re more likely to approach it with a fresh mindset.” Her smile was enough to convince him to stay. “So, stay. You can just sit and forget for a while, and me – well, who am I to say no to company?”
Chan stared at her.
"Unless you have to get home?"
For some reason Chan found himself shaking his head immediately, eager to stay with the girl he had just met. Felix would no doubt have his head on a stake when he found out, but that would be a worry for later.
She gave him a curt nod, walking towards the river. But not before finally introducing herself.
"I'm Sakura, by the way. Sakura Itõ."
Sakura. He knew her name.
"I'm Chan."
"I know who you are," she responded with a coy smile.
The smile on his face dropped, and so did his stomach. Their entire interaction so far had led him to believe that she was oblivious to his status. There had been something refreshing about the thought of meeting someone who didn’t have any expectations of him. Chan was suddenly sceptic about her offer.
“But,” she added, presumably noticing the change in his expression, “for tonight, let’s pretend that I don’t.” Sakura took a few steps backwards towards the river, her smile still on her face. “It’s nice to meet you, Chan.”
Chan followed after her as they made their way towards the river’s edge. There was a sudden nip to the early morning air, causing him to pull his hood far over his head. Neither of the two said a word as they walked, and only stopped once they could feel the uneven sand under their shoes. The skyline in front of them resembled an ebony canvas speckled with flecks of silver and stars. Towering lights stretched upwards to touch the heavens, while its mirrored image lay scattered in ripples in the water below. Each reflecting beam seemed to descend into the dark river, as if trying to graze its freezing depths. With an infinite number of stars decorating both dark sky and river, the atmosphere remained luminous and calm.
When they finally reached the shore, Sakura spoke. “So, Chan, what do you do for a living?”
She couldn’t help but laugh at the crazed look that found his face. His mouth fell open ever so slightly, brows furrowed in the space above the strong bridge of his nose. She must have seemed insane to him. They were both painfully aware of Chan’s occupation. It was impossible not to be when living in Seoul.
“Was that meant to be rhetorical?” He asked. She shook her head. She was seriously asking.
“I don’t know who you are, remember? Its most common to ask someone about their career when getting to know them.”
“I suppose.” He eyed the girl curiously. “I work in the music industry.”
“That’s a little vague, don’t you think? Do you produce music? Are you a performer? Do you clean the studios and make sure the trashcans are always empty?”
Chan couldn’t help but roll his eyes at her response. This reaction earned a soft chuckle on her end, causing his shoulders to relax.
“I guess you could say I’m a performer. And I produce music too, for the group that I am in.” He watched as her mouth formed an ‘o’, raw interest spread across her face. He felt the base of his neck itch. “But I’d prefer not to talk about work right now.”
Sakura nodded. “Aah, so that’s the slump you’re in. Got it. No talk about your work.”
The pair came to a stop closer to the water and sat down. Chan felt the coarse sand scratch against his palms as he lowered himself, wiping his hands off on his pants to get rid of any remaining grains. Sakura sat to his right, with crossed legs and her body facing the water. The distant city lights dusted her face in a cool blue glow. The effect made her dark eyes look like deep whirl pools, her freckles a school of shadowy creatures lurking under blue tones. However, despite the hue, she gave off a warm aura that rid Chan of any cold he had once felt.
“What about you?” He found himself asking.
“I have a temporary job as an art teacher.”
“Why temporary, if you don’t mind me asking?” She smiled at his polite tone. He is exactly like I thought he would be.
“It wouldn’t be smart to take on a permanent job in a city I’m bound to leave anyway,” she told him, dragging her fingers through the sand. Sakura turned to look at him, finding his eyes already on her.
“So, you plan on moving away?”
She shrugged. “The more accurate statement would be that I plan on moving back. As much as I love it here, home is in Japan.”
Sakura Itõ.
Of course, she’s Japanese. Chan wanted to kick himself for not realizing it sooner. It was easy to tell from her name and the long, narrow shape of her eyes, but her fluency was so close to perfect that he hadn’t even noticed.
“If you live in Japan, and you plan on moving back there, why come in the first place? Since you took up a job here, you couldn’t have come for a vacation period. Nobody works on their vacation.” The side-glance she gave him screamed ‘that’s ironic coming from you’. He looked away, embarrassed to have been caught out so obviously. Chan knew that he was guilty of working on his designated off time, but he couldn’t help it. He wanted to give his members the glory they deserved after all that they have been through. He wanted to give their fans more stages to be proud of. He wanted to make every soul who had doubted them for even a fraction of a second realize how wrong they had been. And if that came at a cost of late nights and little breaks, then he was willing to take it.
“I have my reasons,” was all she uttered before standing up and walking closer to the water. There she crouched down, submerging both hands into the river. The immediate cold caused her nerves to freeze, every part of her mind telling her to pull back. But then came the warmth, and all was fine once more.
“I guess I’m not the only one who’s in a slump about something.”
“I wouldn’t exactly call it a slump,” she responded, hands still dangling in the cool water. “Just something I’m trying my hardest to avoid for the time being.”
“Work?” Chan asked.
“Family,” she responded, touching her wrist.
The pair fell quiet at her answer.
Chan cleared his throat before backtracking to their previous conversation topic. “So, you studied art?”
Sakura stood up from her place at the water’s edge and faced Chan, her head dipping to one side. “I never said that.”
“You said that you’re an art teacher. I could only assume that that meant you studied art.”
“Actually, no. Art is more of a hobby for me; it’s not something I really tried to pursue professionally. Which is why I am only working temporarily and all of my students are about as tall as my hip,” she explained.
“So, you didn’t study?”
She took her previous seat beside him in the sand, but positioned herself to face him. Chan mirrored her movement. “I actually just completed a degree in nature conservation.” She brushed her damp hands along the length of her pants as she spoke. “I left home as soon as my final exams were over. So, now I’m here, taking a year to figure out what happens next.”
A small ‘aah’ was heard from the male. Then, silence took over once more.
Sakura looked over at Chan, observing the way his dark clothing hung from his broad frame. The familiar messy curls she knew he wore were hidden beneath his thick hood. Her eyes drifted down to his face, which was now angled towards the skyline. His eyes – reflecting the shimmers of the river surface – stared at the water. They were void of emotion. Silent.
“You’re not much of a talker,” Sakura mentioned.
Chan looked back at her, his hood tipping forward over his eyes as he shifted. He corrected the material, and said, “Sorry. I just have a lot on my mind.”
Her eyebrow peaked. “I thought you were trying to forget about everything on your mind?”
He let out a nervous laugh, pushing the hood back off his head to run a hand through his hair. It was of the lightest shades of sunlight, blonde and slightly luminous under the moon's rays; fluffy and curling at the tip of each lock. “I’m not doing too great at forgetting, am I?”
Sakura agreed with him, eyes still focused on his natural hair.
“Do you have a favourite film?”
Her eyes finally left his head, dropping to the pair of eyes that were not focused on her. She tilted her head, eyebrows furrowed just above the bridge of her nose, causing a minute wrinkle in the space between.
“Is this you trying to not think about work?” she asked bluntly, chuckling when she was met with an embarrassed nod from the male. “I do.”
Chan looked back at her blankly, waiting for her to give her answer.
“Le Petit Prince.”
“’The Little Prince’? That’s your favourite movie?” Sakura nodded.
“It’s a good movie,” she argued with a simple shrug. “Lots of good messages for a supposed children’s animation. It’s my comfort movie.”
Chan thought back, trying to remember what he could about the storyline. He had seen it once before with one of his members, but nothing came to mind besides an image of a rose and a little fox. Surely each character had a bigger story, but he couldn’t seem to remember any of them.
“What about you? Do you have a favourite?”
“I don’t think I have one specific favourite, there’s a few that I don’t mind watching repeatedly, like Deadpool. But I guess ‘Inception’?”
“The one with Leonardo DiCaprio?”
“That’s the one.”
A wave of heat spread across Sakura’s cheeks. “Can’t say I’ve ever gotten around to watching it.”
Chan’s eyes widened.
“You’re joking.”
“I am not,” she responded with a head shake.
“You have to watch it some time. It’s seriously amazing, a piece of pure cinematic genius. Both the storyline and the cinematography. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of watching it.”
“What’s it about?”
And so, she watched as the boy spoke about the film's plot, going into great depth without spoiling anything. His hands would wave around and make motions to aid in his explanation of the way the advanced CGI made the city skyline fold in on itself, and how each character had one item that kept them tethered to the real world. Sakura lost focus on his explanation halfway through it, but hadn’t the heart to tell him that it was because she couldn’t stop admiring the sheer calm his face held as he spoke. It was a sight she had never seen before. His skin was void of any tense wrinkles, and the corner of his mouth would twitch upwards in an almost-smile whenever he would stop to think of how he could explain a particular scene without giving too much away.
“Well, after that rant, I kind of have to watch it,” she teased, knowing full well that she would find the film online as soon as she found the time.
His gaze dropped to the grass they sat on, smiling down. “You don’t have to watch it.”
“But I will anyway.”
Chan’s smile widened. He wasn’t sure why, but knowing that she would take his recommendation excited him. Suddenly, he wanted to know what she would think about it. Which part would be her favourite. If she would spend hours looking for explanations to certain scenes to calm her mind, the same way he had when he first watched the movie.
It was that moment that Chan caught a glimpse of the dark screen of the phone laying on the ground between them. White numbers illuminated the black background, drawing in his attention immediately.
3:47am.
It dawned on him that he would have to leave soon. They had an early practice scheduled for later in the morning and Chan didn’t want to let any of the members down by missing it.
Once again, his eyes fell on the girl. She was watching him quietly, as if trying to figure out the very thoughts swimming around in his head. But when his eyes fluttered back down, she seemed to understand. A content smile formed on her face.
Chan stood up slowly. “I should leave. Fe- I mean my roommate will kill me if I don’t get any sleep again.”
“Again?” Sakura questioned, the slightest hint of worry in her eyes.
“As if you don’t know,” he teased.
She smiled, and a soft ‘touché’ fell from her lips in response.
Chan looked at her. It had been nice to forget about his world for a while, but reality had begun to set in. He had stayed out with a complete stranger in the earliest hours of the morning. While he was sure that they had been completely alone the entire time, he couldn’t afford to be naïve and believe that this wouldn’t get out. He couldn’t risk his group’s image like that.
“Listen, I-”
“I won’t tell anyone, Christopher. Your secret is safe with me,” Sakura promised with a genuine smile on her face. Her eyes were honest. Maybe he could trust her after all. Chan nodded, offering a quick bow before walking away. However, he didn’t make it very far before a thought popped into his mind. Her turned around, surprised to see her still watching him from where they had sat.
“You called me Christopher,” he said, fighting the urge to grin.
Sakura shrugged her shoulders. “You should get back to your members. The night is almost over.”
And just like that, he watched as she walked back towards the cold water. When she was just a shadow in the distance, Chan began the journey to his destination. Only, it wasn’t the one he originally had in mind.
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phenomenalgirl9 · 2 years
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Felix x Reader: Hair Dye? Die?
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A/n: Just some good ole fluff.
Summary: Felix watched a tiktok video when the boyfriend dies his girlfriend's hair to a color she likes with her eyes closed. Well, of course he wanted to try that.
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You and Felix have been dating for sometime now and its an established fact that when he's not working, he's at your house. Even at times when you're not, and you don't really mind it. On one such days when you were done by afternoon and were supposed to spend the rest of the day with your boyfriend, you were punching in the code and you heard shuffling from inside and smiled to yourself. As soon as you opened the door you found, your boyfriend who came and tackled you into a hug.
"Baby?" He cooed
"Yes babe" you said as you moved towards the couch in the odd position with Felix hugging you even as you moved.
"Do you trust me?" Now as soon as you heard the question, you knew this is something new again
"Of course babe" you say nonetheless.
"Then, can I dye your hair?" He asked with the cutest puppy eyes. How were you supposed to say no to this cute freckled boy.
"Just don't bleach my roots" you said and he cheered, doing a little victory dance.
And hence, this is how you found yourself in the washroom after freshing up and lunch, camera setup on a tripod.
Felix went in and brought a Froggie eye cover for you.
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"What is this for?" You asked.
"Cause you're not supposed to look unless it's finished" he asked.
"So thats why you asked if I trust you?" You said and put on the cover, you trusted him to not do anything stupid, even though its Felix.
"Okay babe, be ready to get amazed" he said.
You felt tickly and cold from the touch of the dye and you almost shivered, seeing that Felix asked you to wait and you heard his footsteps fade away. Soon his retreating footsteps were heard you felt a towel wrapped around you. You couldn't help but smile to yourself.
"So tell me how was your day" he asked. And you started to tell him about your classes and this interesting project you've been working on. Him making a comment here and there and then applying the dye.
"Can you tell me what color you're using?" You asked.
"Babe the whole point of the blindfold is so you don't know the color unless it's done" he stated the obvious "Don't move!" He scolded and you pouted.
"Aww" he cooed and kissed your pout to change into a huge grin and he smiled to himself at your childishness. If your eyes were open you'd see the way he looks at you through the mirror, like you hung up the stars and moon in the sky, with so much, love, adoration and admiration in his eyes.
"What if I dye your hair Orange and Blue?" He said still applying the dye
"You wouldn't!” you said and gasped "FELIX!!!" you exclaimed and he giggled with the cutest sound, saying that he was kidding.
The two of you kept bickering until he said done, and he carefully went to cover the mirror with a towel. He then pulled your eye cover to your neck and said "Do not check your hair colour, I am trusting you" no matter how much you wanted to know the color, you knew this was his surprise and you would never spoil it for him, so you curbed all your wishes.
The two of you decided to play some Uno. So now you two are settled on the floor outside the washroom as you see Felix with a huge smirk as he says "Uno!"while you still had three in your hand. So you launched your secret weapon, A wild card and changed the color and find him screeching "NOOO!" as you change the colour of the set and say "Uno" and of course, you won. Even though Lix said 'he let you win'
"Okay bae! Its time!" He said, checking his phone.
He ushered you inside the washroom and positioned you in front of the tub with just your head hanging inside it. He checked the water to make it neither hot nor cold, exactly how you like it and rinsing. A sigh left your mouth as he gently rinsed your hair.
"Do you like it?" He said in his iconic baby voice
"Yes" you said smiling.
"Tell me baby do you like it?" He suddenly said in his deep voice. Damn that voice made you feel weak at your knees just by one word, and what he said was lewd. You could help but say "Yes daddy" and giggled making Felix flustered.
He dried your hair and brushed it.
"Are you ready to check your hair?" He asked
"Yes!" You exclaimed, yes Felix put the cover back on your eyes before opening your towel to use the dryer so you still have no idea what your boyfriend dyed you're hair to.
He brought the camera closer, with one hand and uncovered the bathroom mirror with the other and you were shocked.
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You absolutely loved the color and he did it so cool.
"Babe! How did you do this?!" You asked and hugged him.
"I got a few tips" he said "You like it?"
"I love it! Let's go take pictures!" You said and pulled him. He turned the camera to throw a peace sign and ended the vlog.
You flaunted the hair to be your boyfriend's masterpiece to his members and your friends, who said stuff like how lucky you were, and you knew you were.
The video became a personal favourite of the two of you, since you watched it together the first time. How you clowned yourself, how Felix would get flustered at your comments and touches, and you knew, this was the end game.
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the2amrevolution · 11 months
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Guesses about what some of the songs might be about/might reference on 5-star under the cut
Hall of Fame probably references performing on the moon, which was something one of the members said as a joking goal once. Theres also the concept of a taking a claim with a flag, so staking their claim on the hall of fame.
S-Class means top rank/class, and the icon makes me think of atoms. Atomic number 8 is oxygen and an outer shell of 8 makes a noble gas. A+ chemistry puns. I will judge poor lab safety if they are in a chem lab in the video.
Item is all pixeled and the word itself suggests a sort of video game theme. 1-up.
I've got very little for Super Bowl. I mean, the only thing called that is the American football game, and the image is a black hole or worm hole, which I guess kind of looks like a stadium with the light from a show/crowd in the middle.
Topline is the main melodic vocals in a track. Basically the part you'd sing at karaoke. It also is synonymous with "top of the line." The image made me think of the Old Republic and Jedi Order symbols, personally, replacing the wings with the lines 😆 but its also kind of like the star making a sonic boom aka "breaking the sound barrier"
DLC we now know is a sun, "dance like crazy until the sun rise." The video seems like it takes some inspiration from the movie Billy Elliot, which deals with stereotypes of male dancers being seen as too feminine and weak.
Han wrote both Get Lit and Collision. Get Lit has a comet /or/ meteor, which collides with earth. So they could be like two parts of a story.
FNF has an eclipse look to the planet. The vines kind of remind me of a demon slayer character (Nezuko's big angy form), and they've had references to the show in the past. But also I'm currently watching the 3rd season so it's in the front of my mind. No idea what FNF might stand for. Youtiful's planet looks like freckles? Felix isn't in the credits for that song though. The rings are basic planetary rings, but the planets for both are tilted the same direction and ringed. The only other ringed planet is Item's, and it's tilted the opposite way.
It could be that there's two songs per unit this album, which they've not done before. So 1-6 is all 8, then 7 & 8 are Han's unit (Hyunjin, Han, Seungmin, I.N) and 9 & 10 are Chan's unit (Chan, Lee Know, Changbin, Felix).
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Hi, cutie! You want to be busy after work? Always at your service 😂 For the ask game: Stray Kids ✨ BECAUSE WE WILL SEE THEM TOGETHER AND I CANT WAIT
omg dont remind me Jules, I am sooooo excited already!!! aaaaahhhh!! Anyways, let's get into this ♥
✦ my first bias: Felix and Chan
✦ my current bias(es): clearly still Chan. He's my ride or die honestly. I love this man an absurd amount ♥
✦ my album and/or era ranking (or favorite of each): jesus christ they have waaay too many albums to list them all. Imma do my Top3
In Life: no skip album: iconic shit like The Tortoise & The Hare (who does it like skz honestly??), Any/Ani my beloved ♥ and classics like God's Menu & Backdoor
No Easy: another no skip album. gave us Red Lights (god fucking bless) and Thunderous, as well as Ssick, Cheese and Domino. Already a modern classic ♥
I am Who: Insomnia, Question, Voices and My Pace - all relatable bangers and not a single bad track on this album
✦ how i got into them: heard a few songs right as I got into kpop and then got obsessed with them when I watched Kingdom.
✦ which member would be my best friend: Lixie or Innie, I think
✦ something i associate with them (or with a bias/any member): I associate Prada with Chan (as well as textbook workaholicism), freckles and sunshine smiles with felix (tbh the smile also goes for Innie), Freitag bags with Innie, maknae on top and self produced with the entire group
this was fun! thanks darling ♥
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felix-gallery · 2 years
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─.•:。✧ felix's freckles appreciation post !! 「11」 ✧。:•.─
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freckles freckles freckles 🧚‍♂️
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⭑ 𖥻 — i love your freckles, they’re stars on your skin ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎⊹ ۪
♡ or ↺ if you save/use
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LEE FELIX 180128
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