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midnightriderx · 8 months

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BASICS

FULL NAME: SASITHORN MANOBAL

» MEANING: Sasithorn [ This poetic word for the moon is also used as a name in its native Thailand, pronounced “sah-see-TAWN”. Sweet short form Sasi also means “moon”. ]; Manobal [ Thai มโน (mano) meaning "heart; mind; imagination" and "บาล" (ban) meaning "to protect; to tend; to govern". ]

NICKNAME: Night, Midnight, Sasi.

AGE: 24-years old.

DATE OF BIRTH: 1999 October 13, Wednesday, at dawn.

PLACE OF BIRTH: Bangkok, Thailand.

OCCUPATION: Mechanical Engineer for a large Japanese construction company; broadcast jockey on an establish social media site.

ORIENTATION: Pansexual; Panromantic.

GENDER: Cisgender Male.

VERSES: The Meaning of Forever.

POWERS: His abs............................

PERSONALITY

STRENGTHS: Loyal, Hard-Worker, Compassionate, Emotional, Brave.

WEAKNESSES: Insecure, Low Self-Esteem, Distant, Emotional, Cautious.

APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Boss Chaikamon Sermsongwittaya.

HEIGHT: 6′0 [182 cm.]

WEIGHT: 149 lbs. [68 kg.]

BUILD: Lean with muscles.

GAIT: Relaxed.

HAIR COLOR: Black.

EYE COLOR: Dark brown.

BIRTHMARK: TBA.

OVERVIEW: » SCARS: Yes, from minor accidents.

» TATTOOS: Yes, details to be added.

BACKGROUND

HOMETOWN: Bangkok, Thailand.

RESIDENCE: Bangkok, Thailand.

NATIONALITY: Thai.

ETHNICITY: Asian.

FINANCIAL STATUS: Middle class.

EDUCATION LEVEL: Graduated under the Faculty of Engineering in Chulalongkorn University.

DEGREES: Degree in Mechanical Engineering.

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: Night's first language is Thai. He speaks English as well, some Mandarin, Korean, and Japanese.

RELATIONSHIPS

PARENTS: Both parents are alive.

SIBLINGS: Three siblings, one older brother and a younger sister and twin brother, Saengdao who's name means starlight in Thai. Their mother wanted girls and was convinced she was having twin girls; she found out she was having twins but did not want to know their gender. She gave them names while still in her belly. Traditionally, their names are meant to be for female babies. Their mother didn't want to change their names and a bit disappointed that they are boys when they were born. She got over it pretty quickly though and although many pointed out the obvious favoritism, their mother loved them to the core. [ Saengdao means "starlight," and has just the right amount of whimsy to delight any dreamer. It comes from the Thai word saeng, meaning "light, ray, beam," and dao, which means "star." Saengdao was nicknamed Day. Growing up, his mother also called him Yihwa., saying that having him lights up her soul. In Thai, Yihwa (ยิหวา, RTGS: Yiwa, pronounced [jíʔ.wǎː]), also spelled Yiwha and Yiwah, is a feminine given name meaning "soul" or "heart". It is derived from Javanese: jiwa,[1] in turn from either Sanskrit or Pali jīva, meaning "life". It is often a shortened form of the associated name Wanyiwa (หวันยิหวา, also spelled Wanyihwa, etc.)]

CHILDREN: None.

PETS: A beta fish. He said it's probably one of the very few animals that he can own and won't run away from him even if they wanted to...

SIGNIFICANT RELATIONSHIPS:

» Night was once very close to his twin Day but circumstances - and Aphrodite's curse - pulled them apart. Night is often seen hanging out with Zero, a photographer/film maker working for Amarin Group. He doesn't friends aside from Zero.

FAMILY HISTORY: Night was never favored by the gods. At least, this is what he claims. He wasn't entirely wrong as one god, Aphrodite or the entity that embodied this powerful being hold grudges against Night.

When Psyche was reborn for her punishment, she was given a new identity and a huge baggage in the form of her former family who instigated her rebellious and malicious acts against Eros.

Psyche who was known for her beauty now had a twin and she was reborn in a form of a human man. The gods said that with a duplicate, Psyche couldn't boast about her extraordinary beauty anymore because she looks exactly like another being.

But still, Psyche had an advantage over Night; Psyche a mortal turned to goddess had kept her charm. In her new body and life, she was more popular than any of her siblings, most especially her twin Night.

Even their parents favored Psyche.

When the twins were born, they were immediately compared to night and day and got their nicknames that way. Although both twins were fair in complexion, Day appeared to have fairer skin. And due to the culture's colorism, comparisons fed favoritism within the family.

Night developed insecurities and had issues with confidence. He worked as a mechanical engineer during the day and once midnight hit, he's a broadcast jockey who goes on live to entertain subscribers. This job appealed to him as he was able to distance his true self to the character he plays. He wore a mask and hid his face meanwhile letting thousands of people adore his body and what he can do with it. None of the people related to him in his private and professional life know this side of him.

Night got into adult entertainment online when he heard some students at his old university talked about it. He has been a broadcast jockey for the last three years but only really delved into adult entertainment this recent year.

ROMANTIC HISTORY: Night never had a proper relationship although he tried in the past. He was cheated on and they always preferred his twin brother, Day. There were several people who tried to get with him to get closer to Day.

Although in his past life, Night was said to be very jealous of Psyche but in this lifetime, Night for whatever reason just feels embarrassment when he's around his twin. He doesn't resent Day and missed the times when they were really close. He tried to avoid Day even when he goes home to visit their parents. But since they both live in Bangkok, there are still times when they cross paths.

Night is not entirely without his own successes but as the curse/punishment follows him, there were mouths that talked about him stealing the spotlight from Day.

PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS: Night is good friends with Zero; they sometimes ride bikes together. He likes that Zero cannot speak the way people like him speak - not that Zero has a problem expressing his thoughts - but he appreciated that he can just be quiet around Zero and not have to deal with 'sorry' and 'are you okay' comments. Although, he always thought that Zero never really felt bad for him and treated him like another person struggling with family issues and inner demons. Zero also never treated him special and that his flaws are all his and no one caused them and could be blamed for them other than his own way of dealing with his situation. It makes him forget that he does have that shadow that follows him around that he can't shake off. Anyway, he enjoys Zero's company and often times, he accompanies Zero on photography trips. They usually ride their bikes to locations.

THOUGHTS ON LOVE: "It's not for me."

HEALTH

PHOBIA(S): None, clinically.

HANDICAP(S): None.

MENTAL DISEASE(S): Depression, anxiety.

PHYSICAL DISEASE(S): None.

PREDISPOSITION(S): Alcoholism.

#{ character sheet: night }#HHHNNNNNGGG.

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goodwriterwithbadhabits · 4 years

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Behind the Mask

Hi. This is, a lot. Like five pages of work. I’ve spent days working on it and I’ve rewritten it twice, so I hope this is as good as I think it is. I’ve left the ending open because I’m thinking of writing a part two, let me know what you think.

Master List

“What on this blue earth do you mean you need another suit, Hyunwoo? The party is tomorrow.”

“I’m sorry, Lin, I know its last minute.” The large muscular man bows deeply, and you can just feel in his words that he’s truly sorry.

“I was supposed to be out of the country, my plans only just got cancelled.” The other man apologizes, also bowing. Your boss glares at them, her steely gaze made worse by the black mask covering her face.

“I can make it.” The moment the words leave your mouth you regret them. All three of them turn their gazes on you, and for a few moments you want to sink in on yourself.

“I don’t want to impose on you.” You can’t speak for a few seconds, too busy being absolutely stuck on the man in front of you. He’s tall and so muscular he could probably kill you with a hug. “Y/n,” Lin begins, “You really think you could create an entire suit in a day?” You square your shoulders, this was the moment you had been waiting for, a chance to show your skills.

“I designed all the other suits, every other costume you had me work on is done. I already had a mock up of his suit finished when he cancelled originally. If I can use fabric from the workshop, and if I work all night, I can get it done.” The group exchanges glances, and you can see just from their eyes that Lin and Hyunwoo have very little faith.

“I think you can do it.” The other man vouches, eyes twinkling and making your heart skip more than a few beats. “I have faith in you, and I’ll help as much as I can.” You choke on your own words for a second but finally manage to nod.

“Thanks.”

“Alright, Y/n, if you think you can do it, go ahead.” Lin nods, “Hoseok is going to be your assistant.”

“Great.” You breathe, unsure if you’re going to be able to function properly with him around. “Follow me.” You lead him back to the workshop, which is just a huge warehouse connected to the back of the tailors shop filled with fabrics, lace and all the bits and baubles needed to make whatever clothing customers wanted.

“Woah.” His small gasp has you smiling behind your own mask as you head over to your workstation.

“Yeah, it’s pretty impressive, but we’re asked to clothe most artists these days. Dragon Tailors is the official tailor for JYP, Big Hit and P Nation, but we get clients from all over.” You explain, dropping your sketchbook on the table and motioning for him to take a seat. “Alright so this is what I designed a few months ago.”

The suit was, arguably, simple. It was just a black lace vest, and a deep red jacket with matching pants. The jacket had the wings of Eros embroidered on the back in gold, and doves on the lapel, while the pants had rose vines going up the legs. It was simple but elegant and sexy, and a good representation of Eros in your opinion. The other boys in his (former) group were also going as varying gods. While the other boys were going as much more major gods, Hoseok had chosen Eros, maybe to only lowkey match the other boys.

“Wow, that’s a lot. Are you going to be able to make it in time?” You shrug, your shoulder brushing against his.

“I have the rose patches for the pants, and I have a dove program on my embroidery machine for the lapels, I can hand stitch the wings, if I get the rest of it done quickly.” You explain, glancing at your watch. “I’ve got roughly 40 hours, luckily you guys came in early.”

“Is there anything I can help with?” You finally look over at him. He’s handsome, even while wearing his mask, with strong brows and deep brown eyes. For a few seconds you’re stuck, drowning in his eyes, until you finally manage to pull yourself out.

“You need a mask and some shoes. The mask should be red and gold, and the shoes should be black, and Oxfords.”

“You guys don’t make shoes?” He wonders and you shake your head, walking over to the rack of half finished designs you were working on.

“We design them, but typically the people we work with either have a pair already, or we order them, usually from a brand the star is partnered with.” You grab the mock up you had already built. “Before you leave to get those, try this on for me. I need to know it fits.” You toss the material at him, pointing to the changing room behind him.

Of course it fits, but you still make a point of reminding him not to work out between now and the party, or he might burst out of the jacket, which you would pay to see. Before he leaves to get his missing pieces you give him your number, telling him to text you pictures before he buys anything. And with that, you’re alone in the workshop.

“So, he’s kinda cute.” Lin greets, sliding your sketchbook towards her while you’re focused on the bolts of red cloth on the wall.

“He’s an idol, you told me they’re off limits.” You retort, “Satin or silk?”

“Silk, with satin for the liner.” You nod, grabbing the cloth you want. “And they aren’t off limits, at least, he isn’t. Are you making him body chains?”

“If I have time,” You drop the cloth on the table, grabbing your patterns. “I mean, he’s hot, no cap, but there’s no way he’d go for me. He probably has girls throwing themselves at him all the time, I’m not about to do that.” Lin nods understandingly, walking over to the lace collection and picking one.

“What about this for the vest?” You glance over at her, nodding approvingly at the selection. “He’s a broad boy, are you sure this is going to look good on him?”

“He could make a garbage back look good, Lin. Hey don’t you have a Hyunwoo up front?”

“He’s getting the two of us lunch, as payment for stressing me out.”

“Sounds like a date to me.” You tease, earning a chuckle from her.

“Maybe it is.” She pats your back as she walks by, “Good luck, I believe in you.”

“That makes one of us.”

You weren’t sure how much time was passing, there were no windows in the workshop, so you just kept going. The pants were finished, you had decided to forgo the vines, and just add roses in a few different colors. The vest was done too, the lace Lin had chosen was made of small birds and flowers, like it had been made for this project. Hoseok had texted you not even an hour after he had left, showing off the mask and shoes he had gotten, which looked really good.

All that you needed to do was stitch these wings, attach the liner to the torso of the jacket, and put it all together. Oh and make the body chains and the choker. It was going to be a long night, the wings were going to take hours to finish, and the chains probably an hour, but Hoseok would have to be here for that, so it could wait until after the jacket was finished. Then you just had to steam everything and make sure he picked it up on time.

Good thing sleep is an illusion.

“Hey google.” You don’t look away from your work as your phone pauses your music to listen to you. “Place an order at Dalcomm Coffee.” You adjust the glasses on your nose, lining the sketch paper up with the jacket. “One large white mocha, no whip with an extra shot of espresso.”

“Confirm order, one large white mocha. Subtract whip. Add espresso.” The device asks.

“Confirm.”

“Order total is-”

“Confirm.”

“Order placed. Estimated time of arrival: 7:16 pm, Korean Standard Time.”

“Thanks google, play my work playlist.”

“You thank your google?” Hoseok’s voice has you glancing up, finding him standing in the doorway with two bags in his hands. Somehow, he looked even better than earlier, now in a muscle shirt and basketball shorts. His face was still hidden behind the mask, like yours, but you could tell he was smiling from the crinkle in his eyes.

“Yes I do, you don’t?” He shakes his head, laughing softly.

“Can’t say I do. Maybe I should. May I come in?”

“Yeah sure. The pants and vest are done, if you’d like to try them on.” He shakes his head, perching on the stool next to you with his bags at his feet.

“I’ll wait until the jacket is done.” He decides. “How are you doing?”

“Working. The lapels are on the machine, so I just need to finish the wings and I’ll be almost done.” You explain, pointing to the machine on the other end of the table.

“Have you eaten today?” His question shocks you enough to make you look up from your work. Had you eaten today?

“Uh, no.” You focus back on the chalk in your hands as you tediously redraw the wings onto the fabric. “But I am getting another cup of coffee.”

“How many cups have you had?” You chuckle, knowing your smile is hidden.

“Many.”

“Well, goodthing I brought you dinner.”

“I’ll eat when I’m done.”

“How about when you’re done drawing that?”

“I’ve really got to get this done.” You insist, waving at the jacket.

“You really need to eat, you still have plenty of time to finish this.” His voice is soft but insistent. “If you don’t eat you’ll get sick.” You huff, tapping the chalk on the table.

“Alright fine,” You relent, “But let me finish drawing this first.”

“I can deal with that.” He begins unloading the food, setting it on a nearby table, seeing as your workstation was covered in fabric.

“You know you didn’t have to buy me dinner.” You comment, eyes still glued to your work.

“I wanted to.” The way he says is so matter-of-factly has your heart beating a little faster.

“A man after my own heart.” You joke, glancing over at him. You can tell he’s smiling behind his mask, even though he isn’t looking at you.

“Maybe.” He mumbles, and you’re pretty sure you weren’t supposed to hear that. “This is beautiful.” He breathes, fingers trailing over the roses on his pants. “You’re very talented.”

“Thank you. If I’m being honest, this is my first chance to make a full outfit of my own.” You confess.

“Really? I would have assumed you’ve been doing this for years.”

“I generally just design, and then Lin and the others actually make them. I usually just get to make accessories and take measurements.” You shrug, re-aligning the original sketch over the fabric. “This is my chance to prove myself.”

“Well, you’ve proven yourself to me.”

Time moves both too slowly, and too quickly for you. Wonho leaves later in the night, several hours after you’ve finished dinner, telling you to get some sleep and not worry about the jacket. You lie, of course, telling him you will when the lapels are finished, but even when they are, you only move them to the side to continue working on the embroidery. Your hands hurt, your back hurts, your eyes hurt, but as the hours pass, the golden shimmer of the thread expands, unfurling into stellar wings befitting any god. You’re halfway through the second wing when a coffee is set down in front of you.

“Hoseok, I told you to go to bed.” You respond instantly.

“He probably is asleep, its only 5.” Lin’s voice is tinged with laughter. You finally look away from the needle, finding your boss standing next to you, and a few of the other designers setting up their workstations.

“Am?” She nods at your question. “Good, if I started at 8,” You pause doing mental math, “I should have the wings finished by 8, the choker should only take about 30 minutes, I might have this ready for steaming by 9-9:30.” You inform her, focusing your face back on the project at hand.

“Y/n, did you work all night?” Max, another designer asks.

“Yeah, I’ve still got a bit to finish, but it will be ready for tonight.”

“Wait, this is for tonight?” Sungwoo gasps, examining the vest and pants hanging on your rack.

“Yeah.” You answer curtly, trying to just get back to work.

“Why are you just working on it now? You should have had it finished yesterday at the latest, we need your help with-”

“Kami, you should be praising Y/n.” Lin interrupts. “While you all got the day off, Y/n was given this task yesterday, and she’ll have it done today. How many of you can say you’ve made a suit in under 40 hours.” Your face is warm as the room goes silent. “That’s what I thought.” Lin scoffs, “As for the rest of you. Kami, you’ve been contracted by Jung Seojoon for an upcoming award show, he’d like to meet at his house at 7. Sungwoo, I believe you have a dress for Perry’s upcoming tour that needs finishing. Max, Harden and Dojoon, you’re on call for repairs and styling for tonight, Rain already called this morning about a broken cufflink, Harden if you could.”

“Yes ma`am.”

“Good, and leave Y/n alone until the suit is done. Understood?” The room was filled with confirmation and Lin patted your shoulder. “I’ll be in my workroom.”

You were right, the embroidery was finished by 8, but the entire suit wasn’t ready until almost 11, thanks to the choker taking forever. Sitting on your stool, you gazed at your masterpiece, marveling at how well it turned out, and praying it fit properly.

“Looks good. Hoseok will be here for pick up at 5, why don’t you head home for a bit, get some sleep.” Lin greets, coming up behind you.

“I should stay and help with-”

“No. You’re going to go home, until 4, at least. If you wake up before he’s supposed to come pick it up, you can come back and help. Otherwise, we’ll call you if we need you.” She orders instead. “Do not argue with me.”

“Yes ma’am.” You finally relent.

The exhaustion hit the moment you walked in your front door, and you ended up passed out on the couch instead of your bed. When you finally woke up, it was thanks to the incessant ringing of your phone on the table next to you, and the sudden lack of being able to breathe thanks to your cat deciding to pass out on your chest.

“Hello?” You mumble into the device, absently petting the naked kitty.

“Y/n, it’s Lin. Get up and shower, I’ll be at your house in thirty minutes.” Her words have you sitting up slightly, confused, and knocking the cat off.

“Sorry, Berus. And what do you mean you’ll be here in 30 minutes?”

“I’m playing fairy godmother tonight. Go shower, now.” Her voice is stern, and something tells you not to question it.

“Um, alright.”

The doorbell rings just as you exit the bathroom, still toweling your hair dry. Lin is standing outside with Max and Sungwoo, with a dress bag slung over her shoulder.

“Uh, hi.” You manage to mutter as they push past you into your apartment.

“Oh good, your hair isn’t dry, that’ll make styling it easier.” Sungwoo remarks, “Max and I will set up in the kitchen, the lighting’s probably better.”

“I’ll put this in the bedroom. He’ll be here at 9:45, so that gives us only about two hours for hair and make up, think you can do it?” Lin asks, hanging the dress bag on the curtain rod over the couch, giving you and Berus the chance to ogle what's inside.

The suit is while, with pale pink and gold flowers adorning most of it. The buttons are ivory with golden trim, and a mask, the same white and gold, with the same almost pink flowers, hangs from the hanger.

“What is going on? Why are you here and why do you have a suit? And who is going to be here at 9:45?” Sungwoo and Max turn to Lin.

“You didn’t tell her?” Lin smirks at Max’s question.

“I told her some. Like I said, I’m playing Fairy Godmother.” She turns to you as she speaks, excitement glittering in her eyes. “You are going to the ball, Cinderella.” You wanted to respond with something intelligent, but all that came out was a very undignified,

“Huh?”

“Come on, Psyche,” Max laughs, guiding you towards the kitchen, “Your Eros awaits.”

#wonho imagines #wonho imagine #monsta x wonho #mx wonho #wonho #monsta x imagine #Monsta X #weenee #monbebe #wonbebe

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bangtanbetchfics · 4 years

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Aperitivo (m) | jinkook capsule

genre: smuttiest of smut, fluff, angst rating: explicit pairing: kim seokjin x female reader x jeon jungkook word count: 5.0k suggested listening: taste - red velvet | miniskirt - aoa | ice queen - baekhyun | melting point - gwsn | playlist warnings: explicit language, explicit/casual sex, masturbation, vouyerism, alcohol use summary: on the heels of a breakup, you fall hopelessly in lust with two pastry chefs on your vacation in venice. notes: this is smut with a plot, but i'm warning you now to get your life together before reading. put your seatbelts on, read safely and enjoy! *** collaboration info: come join us as we explore europe with BTS through fanfiction. our members chose an european location and a bts member/combo to adventure with, inspired by the group’s most recent extended time off. our fics range from fluff to smut, exploring our fantasies and ideations of what it would be like to travel with the boys. we invite you to go on this journey with us! fellow collaborators: smuttymess | som-siren | chaosbulldog navigation: part ii | kim taehyung on vacation - (eros) | masterlist

A · PER · I · TI · VO | A pre-meal drink specifically meant to whet your appetite.

The pulses of your breath escape your mouth as you run down the platform to catch your train. You’ve only got three minutes to reach your car before the doors shut, and of course you’re in second class — the very last car.

The extreme burn in your chest overtakes you as you reach the doors of your car and slide them open. The train wiggles a bit before you find your seat. You attempt to sit and almost fall down, but you catch yourself.

The city you were once in starts to whisk away through the window, and you put your hand in your chin to look out at the view for a moment.

Your hands make their way into your purse, and you sift through it, pulling out your phone. A few buzzes radiate from it, and a rapid succession of text notifications pop up.

[14:18] [DELETE HIS NUMBER NOW]: bb pls, gimme one more chance

[14:19] [DELETE HIS NUMBER NOW]: pls pls pls i won’t do it again

[14:19] [DELETE HIS NUMBER NOW]: come ON

The desperation dripping through the texts causes you roll your eyes. A low growl develops in your throat before you click the contact.

Your thumb hovers over the word [BLOCK] for a moment.

Suddenly, you give in and press it.

You were done with this. You weren’t quite sure when you became a magnet for men who liked to cheat, but you were done with second, third and fourth chances. When you found out your boyfriend was cheating on you while you were on vacation, you decided to call it quits.

Fuck him.

He was never that good in bed anyway, and this vacation was a welcome reprieve from your recent breakup.

As far as you were concerned, all men were now cancelled until further notice.

A sigh escapes your lips as you toss your phone back in your bag. As you lean your head against the window, your eyes flutter to a close and you drift off to sleep.

***

The train glides over a sea of blue as you open your eyes, and it immediately feels like you’re floating across the sea.

A smile curls up on your lips as you prepare to deboard. A wave of calm washes over you as you exit and the salty scent of the sea hits your nose.

Your eyes meet the expanse of the sun setting over the Venetian harbour, and you release a warm sigh.

***

As you get off one of the — as you now knew — vaporetto, you pull your array of luggage behind you. You never did know how to pack light. You grumble as you continue to drag your luggage over the small cobblestones covering the streets of — you look down at your map — Giudecca.

You heard staying on the Venetian mainland in the middle of the summer was probably not the best idea, so you found a place to stay a bit off the beaten path.

Beads of sweat start to form on your head, and you let out a few breaths as you stop in front your destination.

[PANETERRIA DE JIN]

The sweet aroma of pastries detracts your attention for a moment before you look down at your phone and conclude that this is indeed the location.

A little jingle rings from the bell above your head as you enter the bakery, and it catches the attention of a tall man behind the register.

“One moment, I’ll be right with you!”

The man shouts out as he looks over in your direction. He hands a small older woman cash, nodding and smiling to hurry her.

“Yes Ms. Kim. Of course, Ms. Kim.”

As you look around, you find that the bakery is cozy and filled with subtle nods to both Korean and Italian culture. Pastel pink accents fill the place and give it a genial charm.

You get closer to a display case by the register to look at some of the treats: Sweet Red Bean Cream Cannolis, Fish-Shaped Pastries, Fresh Honey Doughnuts — the works. Every single pastry was beautiful, and you were in awe at how uniform every single one was.

The man then washes and dries his hands before jogging past you. He quickly flips the sign at the front door of the shop to “closed” and jogs back over to you. He then grabs the handle of your suitcase before extending a hand out to you.

“Hello, so sorry.” His voice comes out in a gentle, sing-song manner and it makes the corners of your lips lift.

Your eyes grow wide as you drink him in: Deep brown almond eyes, poreless skin, shiny plump lips and his satiny-pink hair was swooped into a middle part over one of his eyes. You wonder to yourself how a man this attractive found himself working in a bakery.

You shake your head to snap yourself out of your daze.

Remember. Men are cancelled.

“I’m Jin. Nice to meet you.”

“I’m Y/N. Y- You own this place?” The lump in your throat becomes apparent as you shake his hand in return. Jin lifts one of his dark brows at you before his lips curl into a smile.

“Wow, were you just checking me out?” Jin’s eyes turn into little crescents as he laughs and he places a finger gun under his chin. He laughs even harder as your cheeks flush in embarrassment at him calling you out. He pats your shoulder to relieve you.

“Aigoo. I’m kidding...I’m kidding . And yes, I own this bakery. Come on, I’ll show you to your room.”

“Oh, you don’t have to-” Jin begins to lift one of your suitcases up a hidden set of stairs in the back of the bakery.

Chivalry wasn’t dead? Okay. Noted.

***

The room is small, clean and simple —- just as described. A small picture window looks out onto the Ventian harbour, adding charm to the room.

“Modest, but it works for you, right?” Jin looks to you and you give him a nod.

“My assistant and I have rooms next door, and the shared bathroom is in the hall as well.” You nod again in affirmation, before your stomach makes the loudest and most ungodly sound from hunger.

“Also, guests can get as many pastries as they want from downstairs for free.” Jin winks at you, and you let out a soft chuckle.

As Jin leaves the room, you throw yourself back onto the plush sheets and sigh.

You look over to the night table and you pluck a pink rose from its vase. You press it to your nose before you reach into your pocket and pull out a worn photo of you kissing a man.

Your eyes study it for a moment, but you quickly tear it and toss the remnants over you.

***

The summer sun settles on your features, and the warm rays tickle you awake. A small yawn slips from your mouth, and you sit up to stretch your arms.

The toasty essence of bread travels up your nose as you look around the room.

“Oh.” A small plate of various breakfast pastries is on the night table next to your bed. You immediately grab the pastries, scarfing them down before taking sips of the hot tea next to it.

“Gonna need more of those.”

***

As you approach the bakery, you pause for a moment as you see a new man at the counter.

You double back and peek around the corner, peering at him. Your eyes flick to the strong veins in his hands as he continues to write. A tattoo sleeve runs down the same arm from his short-sleeved chef's jacket.

“Can I help you?” The man asks without looking up from the paper he’s writing on.

The fact that he notices your presence makes you jump, and you slowly walk into the bakery — guilty as charged.

“W-Who are you? Do you work here?”

“Who are you ?” He inquires, standing up to lean against the counter.

Your defenses fall at how his dark doe eyes take you in. His earrings — silver swords —- catch the morning light and accentuate the sparkle in his eyes.

A few other piercings line his ears, and his dark hair hangs in his eyes. His muscles all still somehow protrude through the fabric of his chef’s uniform.

“I’m Jungkook. You can call me JK, though. I’m Jin’s assistant chef.”

Jungkook grins at you, and he watches closely as you lose yourself in his eyes.

"What is it? Cat got your tongue?" He tucks a few long strands of his hair behind his ear before he extends his hand out to you.

“Uhm, I’m Y/N. I’m staying above the bakery for a few nights.” You shake his hand in return, and you're sure he can detect the nerves radiating from your fingers.

“Oh, is that so?”

Your pulse increases in pace as he studies your features. He looks down to pull one of the pastries you point your finger at, and he packages it nicely before your eyes.

“That’ll be ten-fifty euros, Y/N.”

"For two doughnuts ?" Your mouth drops open in shock, and Jungkook’s smile extends wide over his face.

“But Jin sai-” Jin appears, and laughs before he moves behind the counter.

“Ah, I see you’ve met Jungkook,” Jin gives him a look, and he stands down. “He’s kidding.”

Jungkook suppresses his smile a bit as he looks at you, before folding his arms. Jin hands you the bag, and you take it.

“We’re about to open, but I’ll take you around the city this evening —- and then a baking class with us tomorrow, as promised in the listing.”

You look outside, and a line of frantic women are waiting eagerly outside the door. You nod at Jin, and you exit, noticing as Jungkook’s eyes follow you.

A heat burns your cheeks as you clutch the bag of treats to your chest.

Fuck.

Men are cancelled. Men are cancelled. Men are cancelled. Men are cancelled.

You repeat the mantra over and over in your head as you ascend the stairs back to your room, but that doesn’t alleviate the twinge you feel in between your legs.

***

“Ah-ah-” You quietly mewl as a wave of pleasure hits you, and you pull your right hand from your underwear. You run your fingers through your hair and run your tongue over your lips as your heart rate slows.

No, no. You definitely didn’t just fantasize about those two incredibly attractive pastry chefs fucking you. You most definitely didn’t. What the fuck was wrong with you?

Your eyes float to the picture window above your head, and you spring up as you take in the sunset.

You pull a towel and a washcloth from the drawer beside you, and head toward the bathroom in the hall.

The door is shut, and you quietly rap at it.

“Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom if you don’t mind.”

The soft trickles of the shower end, and after a moment —- the door whips open.

The crisp scent of soap hits your nostrils before you notice Jungkook is towering over you, half-naked. A small towel over his lower body is the only thing covering him. It takes you a moment to draw your eyes away from his body, but you quickly bring yourself back to Earth.

“All yours, but my eyes are up here.” A few stray beads of water drip from the hair that clings to his face down the golden, muscular dips in his body. Your body is still frozen as you look at him.

“And hot tip: maybe you should be a little quieter next time?” Jungkook whispers in your ear, and you can hear the smirk in his voice. It takes you a second to realize what he means, and you watch him as he enters his room — the one directly next to yours. He shoots you a wink before shutting the door.

As you scurry into the bathroom, you force the breath from your throat and cup your forehead in embarrassment.

Did he know?

Jungkook absolutely knew what you just did in your room.

Shit.

***

“Are you ready?” Jin stands outside of the bakery, and lights up as soon as he sees you.

The moonlight glimmers on the sea as the two of you approach the vaporetto, heading to San Marco.

“I’m taking you to St. Mark’s Square, and to one of the best Italian places in the city.”

You nod, following him into the boat.

***

“What brings you to Italy?” The two of you deboard the vaporetto and head toward the square. “I just needed a break from my real life to be honest.”

“Oh?” Jin raises a brow as the two of you dodge the pigeons littering your path.

“Bad breakup,” You pause. “He was a cheater anyway.”

“Gave the rest of us men a bad name, huh?” Jin tries to lighten the mood and you nod.

A man is nearby and selling single roses, and Jin swoops one into your hands — handing the man a euro coin.

“Well, hopefully I can get your mind off things.” Jin smiles at you, and it makes you smile in relief.

***

“We’ll take the gondola back over to Giudecca.” You shrink in embarrassment.

“Isn’t that just for couples?” Jin shakes his head.

“No, it’s a handy form of transportation, too.” He lets out a squeaky laugh and you giggle with him as he pulls you into the boat. "You're in Italy. You just have to do it."

As you’re halfway towards the bakery, the gondolier starts to break out into a serenade.

Jin senses your embarrassment, and he suddenly breaks out into song with the man.

"Jin stop!" You clutch your gut in laughter and after awhile Jin sits back down.

You wipe the happy tears from your eyes and Jin smiles at you.

Both of your smiles suddenly drop as you look at each other just a moment too long.

You weren’t sure what got into you: Jungkook’s subtle flirtations in the back of your mind, Jin’s smile and his lips, remnants of your breakup, the moonlight — it was all too much for you to hold in right at that moment. You put your fingers on Jin’s collar and press your lips to his. Jin takes the kiss in, and cups your chin in his hands.

The gondolier smiles to himself as he watches the two of you.

***

Jin leads you into his room, and presses you into the wall. The door shuts lightly and is left slightly ajar, but the two of you are too caught up in each other to notice.

Jin kisses you, pressing himself between your legs. You take in his scent — the essence of what smells like a sweet vanilla. His caresses on your hair are soft, and his skin glides over yours like silk. He reaches below to slide his fingers into your underwear and you let out a moan.

“Thin walls.” Jin whispers into your ear as he covers your mouth. You heave as his fingers torturously work inside you, and you clutch his wrist to try to slow his pace. You try to keep quiet as he asks, but it’s no use.

Jungkook jogs up the stairs and hears soft moans filling the hall, and he realizes Jin’s door is slightly open.

Jungkook peeks at the scene between the two of you for a few moments before he feels the tug of fabric tightening around his bulge. The stifled and needy moans that fall from your lips only serve to turn him on further.

Jungkook returns to his room and starts to massage his throbbing cock — but he imagines himself pleasuring you instead as he hears your moans through the wall.

***

You jolt from your sleep in the dead of the night as you feel your bed shake. It takes you a bit to orient yourself, but you hear the moans of two females through the walls.

It sounded like Jungkook was fucking two females in the room next to you.

He was. So hard that your bed was shaking.

Of course he was.

You roll your eyes and press a pillow over your head before you force yourself back to sleep.

***

The bustle of people outside in the morning wakes you, and you spring from your bed to head to the bathroom.

As you look around, you spot a lacy pair of underwear on the rack. You take a second before you snatch them and crumple them in your hand.

You head to Jungkook’s door, banging at it with your fist.

“Is there a problem?” Jungkook looks down at you as he opens the door and hangs in its frame.

“I’m going to give you zero stars on this listing is the fucking problem.” You fling the underwear in his face. “All I heard last night was you fucking. I barely got any sleep.”

“Oh, so you were listening, huh?” Mischief dances in Jungkook's eyes and he grins. You glare up at Jungkook, your expression still brimming with displeasure.

“You’re being so uptight. You know it’s 2019 and people fuck, right?” You scoff at him.

“Don’t get your panties in a bunch.” He bites his lip before he runs his fingers through his hair.

Uptight.

The word swirls around your head and it makes the blood boil in your veins. Everyone in your life seemed to throw that phrase at you, and this moment was the crescendo to your breaking point.

You were tired of hearing it.

Uptight.

In a split second, you grab Jungkook’s shirt to pull him down to your level.

“I’m not uptight.” An animalistic anger overtakes you as you crash your lips into his and then pull at them with your teeth.

Jungkook moans into the kiss and you feel a deep hunger from him each time your lips meet.

The moans that escape your mouth start to sync with his as he guides you in the room and closer to his bed. Your hand slides underneath his shirt, and your fingers skate over the hard dips that line his abdomen and chest.

“I think you wanted me to find them. Is that right?” Jungkook hums as he sits on the bed, pulling you down to his lap.

“And why would I want to do that?” The kisses between you grow in heat as your mouths open wider and your tongues intertwine.

“You imagined one of those girls was me, didn’t you?” You grit out in a whisper. Jungkook presses his fingers firm into the meaty flesh of your thighs as he pulls you tighter to his frame.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” You snap your lips from his and look from the new glint on his mouth up to his eyes. He runs his hands up your shirt, eagerly anticipating your next move.

"I want you inside of me." You feel him twitch below you before your teeth grab his ear. You steady your breaths and your eyes close as he enters you.

"Is that big enough for you?" You let out an involuntary moan as you feel him fill you, but you refocus your thoughts.

“I hate you.” You nibble at his lips, and your fingertips squeeze the back of his neck for support.

You grind your hips into him —- slow at first —- but quickly picking up pace. You let out a whimper at how hard his cock is inside you as you start to lift your hips, slamming up and down on him.

"I'm gonna cum if you go that fast," There’s a strain to his moans as you move on top of him and it satisfies you. He throws his head back, trying to pace his breaths, but it fails.

"Ah, sh-" He whimpers as your slick walls squeeze him relentlessly. You moan in pleasure as you feel his warm load fill you. You steal one more kiss from his lips before you look at him.

“How’s that for uptight?” You pant, as you look at him below you — his face fucked out and glistening with sweat.

“Fuck you.” Jungkook breathes out as he watches you catch your breath.

"You loved it." He says as he smacks your ass.

You give him the middle finger, and he chuckles.

***

As you enter the bakery, Jungkook looks up from what he’s writing to look at you.

You look refreshed from your shower, but Jungkook smirks at you — pleased that just moments ago he filled you to the brim with his cum.

"Please don't look so satisfied." You glare at him and he hands you an apron. You try to snatch it, but he pulls it behind his back.

Jungkook closes in on you and lets out a chuckle as he watches your cheeks grow red. He places a hard kiss on your lips before the two of you hear footfalls approach.

"Behave." You point your finger at him before you immediately separate. He gives you another smirk as he hands you the apron.

“So sorry I'm late. I had to run some errands this morning. Are you ready, Y/N?” Jin slips behind the counter and looks at the two of you.

You don’t make eye contact with either of them as you put on your apron.

“Today we’ll be making a simple puff pastry.”

Jin starts to demonstrate the process and you watch him. You can't help but get swept up in how sexy he is while he's working, and Jungkook takes notice.

Jungkook clears his throat and it catches the attention of both you and Jin.

"That's only one way of getting it done. You could also drop it into the mixer for a faster process."

"You're right. But we like to show off to our guests a little bit, right?" Jin winks at you and you can't help but giggle at his natural charm.

Jungkook rolls his eyes in jealousy and Jin smiles to himself.

Jungkook and Jin continue to knead at their own pile of dough as they each sneak glances over at you. You continue at your pile of dough to distract yourself from the encounters you had with the two of them.

"Oh, mine is getting super sticky." You wail, and Jungkook jogs over to assist you.

Jungkook stands behind you and tosses flour over the dough.

"It’s okay, it's just too wet ." Jungkook says into your ear, and then puts his hands on top of yours to help you knead the dough. It sends a shiver down your spine, and you try to suppress the urge to bite your bottom lip.

Jungkook shoots Jin a satisfied look as he walks by, and Jin glowers at him.

You realize at that moment that they both reached the same conclusion at the same time: they both fucked you.

The air between the three of you thickens as you all knead in silence — all of you attempting to sneak glances at each other.

After a few moments, Jin clears his throat.

“We should all have aperitivo here tonight.”

You and Jungkook nod, sensing Jin is up to something.

***

The three of you sit on the floor with your legs underneath a small coffee table that’s adorned with small candles. A decadent spread of meats, cheeses and wines is before you.

There’s still a certain silence between all of you, Jin and Jungkook on either side of you.

“The class was nice,” You start, trying to clear the air.

Jin reaches his hand out for the last cheese cube and Jungkook steals it. Jin hums and then glowers at him, before feeding you a slice of meat.

“So, thank you,” You can still sense a certain electricity between the two.

As you take a sip of prosecco, your eyes lock with Jin’s — his sensual expression drawing you in as he looks at you.

“Something you must know about me is that I don’t like sharing,” Jin begins and you place your glass down to focus your attention on him. “But...I wouldn’t mind doing so tonight.”

Jin‘s voice hits your ears like honey. You feel your pulse pump in your throat before Jin starts to close in on your lips. He stops just before his lips meet yours to look at you, and you nod.

Jungkook observes the two of you and gets the hint before turning your chin to face him.

You're taken by surprise as he looks down at your lips, and then up to your eyes a few times before he envelops your lips in his.

The two continue the fight for your lips: Jungkook’s kisses were unrestrained and bold. Jin’s kisses were more drawn out — torturous and focused. You pant as the different sensations and sudden switches between the two men start to overwhelm your senses.

The two of them smooth their hands over your bare inner thighs under your skirt as they move to kiss your neck and shoulders. They peel off the straps of your bra as they watch you, and you gasp in desperation as they reveal your fully erect nipples.

Jungkook and Jin move to lick your breasts, but they only lick just outside of your nipples. You whine as you comb your fingers through their hair, desperate for relief. Jungkook and Jin always just miss contact with your dampening folds below — and you can’t help but think they’re trying to punish you.

Your try to squeeze your legs together to alleviate the ache, but the two part your legs, holding you firmly open.

"Please." You whine out before Jungkook slips his palm over your underwear and then moves to press his fingers to rub circles into your throbbing clit. You sigh in relief as you turn your head to look at him.

Jin slinks away —- standing up to slowly unbutton his shirt as he watches the two of you.

Jungkook takes you over and unleashes the full fury of his lips and tongue on your mouth. His hands frantically roam the curves of your body as you let out achy moans. Your fingers pull at his hair as he squeezes one of your legs between his thighs — and you feel him start to grind his rock solid cock on your leg.

Jungkook nibbles on your neck, his hot breaths moving to the depths of your ear. He starts to unbutton his shirt as he continues to kiss you.

All you can do is let out a cry of pleasure as Jin moves back in, capturing your breast in his mouth. You whine as you feel Jin pull your underwear to the side —- beginning to slide his slender fingers into your wet crevice.

“Does that feel good?” Jungkook asks, placing small kisses on your lips as you try to nod through the pleasure.

Goosebumps veil your skin as Jungkook trails kisses down your body — his long hair tickling your skin until he reaches between your legs.

You’re now fully able to concentrate on Jin’s plush lips, taking them into your own. You reach down and massage his bulge before he pulls his lips from yours after a moment to watch Jungkook.

Jungkook hooks his fingers into your underwear and starts to roll them down, inch-by-inch, as he places light kisses on your sensitive inner thighs.

You bring a finger to your mouth to bite your nails as Jungkook’s eyes fuck into yours — relishing in how he’s torturing you.

Jungkook finally slips your underwear off in one quick motion before he dives into you. You let out a guttural groan, but Jin captures it with his lips.

“How does my little kitten taste?” Jin asks you through kisses. Your brows furrow together after he suddenly releases your lips, and you watch him slink down between your legs.

Jin watches Jungkook lap at you for a minute.

“Is she sweet?” Jungkook nods, and then pulls back. Jin licks a few stripes up you before the two take turns licking you, and you hook your arms over the back of the couch as you watch them.

Jin pulls you over to his bed, resting your head in his now-naked lap. You grab his cock and start to suck at it as Jungkook enters you. You moan onto Jin, and he starts to caress your head as you work.

Jungkook lets out strained groans as he takes in the scene between you and Jin as he pumps into you.

The pleasure Jungkook provides you causes you take Jin deeper into your mouth, despite his large size. Jungkook’s pace gets sloppier and more frantic as he watches you, and you stop sucking Jin to look at Jungkook pounding into you.

"You're so fucking tight. Shit." The eye contact between you two causes Jungkook to lose it, and he pulls out — exploding his load onto your abdomen.

Jungkook pants as Jin flips you onto your stomach —- lifting your hips into the air.

Jin enters you from behind and you groan at his thickness as you take him in. Jungkook slides down next to you, watching as Jin snaps his hips into yours. You moan at each thrust, and Jungkook takes your lips into his.

“You like that?” Jungkook asks between kisses, and you give him a frantic nod.

“Fuck her. Harder.” Jungkook’s kisses grow firmer — and Seokjin’s thrusts deeper and more ruthless, and it sends you over the edge. You freeze from the intensity of the pleasure, and the pressure of your walls causes Jin to release inside of you.

All three of you pant as you collapse next to each other.

You press your head into the bed as you catch your breath. It exposes your neck, and the two press kisses into the vulnerable skin.

“I don’t think I can ever leave this bed now.” You say as your fingers push through their hair, and you feel their lips curl up on your skin.

“Whatever do you mean?” Jin props his head up in his hand. “We haven’t even eaten dinner yet.”

Jungkook looks to Jin and the both of them smile down at you.

You bite your lip and cover your eyes before you let out a buoyant laugh.

Fuck.

Maybe men weren’t quite so cancelled after all.

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VIXX 101: A Crash Course

inspired by this post

special thanks to @hongbins-wife for helping with ken and chiming in about hogbin’s dramas! & @poorunfortunateseouls for letting your inner ravi stan run wild, and opening up about your experiences with hyuk as your bias wrecker!

N/Cha Hakyeon

also known as Leader N! (and sometimes mother cha) he’s the main dancer, and a proud parent. has the voice of a goddamn angel, and when he dances? let’s just say eros would be proud. he’s just so goddamn elegant and graceful I really don’t understand it? basically he’s protective and loving but also somehow seductive with his voice and body and everything? came up with stage name N! Inspired by ‘fate’ [in-yeon] in Korean, so the ‘yeon’ in ‘Hakyeon’ also took that form.

he’s very hardworking and eloquent in speaking for the group, and really he deserves all the love and recognition! he has darker skin than most of the members which sometimes he gets picked on about but he’s more confident about it (which is good because his skin is gorgeous) he also kept a diary when he was a trainee of his hopes and dreams and achievements and apparently it’s one of his most prized possessions! how fucking precious is that im gonna die

Leo/Jung Taekwoon

the lead singer (my soul soars and my skin clears with each and every high note) and precious shy kitten. he may seem aloof sometimes because he doesn’t know how to react or is overwhelmed, but flowers actually bloom when this boy smiles (proof). he used to be really camera shy, but being in musicals (Monte Christo and Mata Hari) helped with that! and also helped in killing me because GODDAMN gorgeous does he look good in period clothing?

this boy loves his lattes (hence his nickname latte-fairy)! he’s the oldest member after N and they sometimes act like the parents of the group. knows taekwondo and won championships swimming and boxing?? loves children!! see his video with his nephew (melt my heart) and is easily embarrassed, which is when you are likely to see the top of his head. also a drama queen and is usually the target of Hyuk’s shenanigans (not that he doesn’t deserve it sometimes)

okay ill move on now or ill never stop. he’s my bias and he’s too precious and attractive and can move his body like nobody’s business (see chained up) kill me

Ken/ Lee Jaehwan

main vocalist and king of aegyo! also called ken-jumma because he acts like an old woman sometimes. (but he also is called Power soul vocalist, Kenchopper, 4D Ken, Kenneth, and Kenyonce). he is incredibly extra and a goddamn sweetheart but then also turns around to stop starlights’ hearts? like for example being in the Boys over Flowers musical and apparently the Prince in Cinderella?? and recently Hamlet! he’s just really the most cheerful precious dorky flower ever ok and could probably make a rock laugh/blush

Ken is super suuuuper good at acting and I recommend checking out the musicals and dramas he’s been in! (that includes Boarding House #24 for a drama suggestion!)

Ken has two older brothers as well! His favorite foods include: instant foods and chocolate~ He’s also really great at drawing (he draws the little heads in the beginning of VIXXTV). Kenneth has also won multiple awards for song-writing. He wanted to become a voice actor if being an idol didn’t work out~

Ravi/ Kim Wonshik

im gonna turn it over to my bestie @poorunfortunateseouls who is Ravi-biased and loves this goddamn dork:

alright, let the Ravi bias take over, *cracks knuckles*

vixx’s main rapper. Is well versed in the art of body rolling and spitting mad rhymes. Loves his cool, collected, and manly persona but will not kill any bug, they are his kryptonite. Protect this baby. Doesn’t know what shirts are. Is an avid shorts enthusiast. Tends to be put in stupid hats. Vixx song hype man. Adores saying his name before he raps, literally cannot resist saying his own name. Desperately wants love from all things, especially dogs, please love him, he can’t handle not being an animal’s favorite. Enjoys tattoos (YOLO. on his chest.) and having a flaming question mark on his face because he is secretly the riddler.

Abs. Just abs. Acts embarrassed but wants you to see them because damn they were hard to get and yes, you like them. Talents and works under-appreciated. Is incredibly dedicated to both his solo music and vixx’s tracks. Very thoughtful about the music he produces, hard worker. Has a great back and a killer face, watch out, he’ll snatch you with those raps of his and you will thank him because he is lovely. (also he’s in love with Ken. but can you really blame him?)

Bean/ Lee Hongbin

precious cinnamon roll, literal human sunshine! the visual of the group, has a range so low it shakes me to the bone, and in general ruins my life with his goddamn dimples and that time he had pink hair?? he also took a photography class? looks absolutely drop dead gorgeous as a girl. is a giant dork and once said he was wearing green because he was a bean

is literally the sweetest? Leo fell during a race and bean ran over and cheered him to the finish line! giant Park Hyo Shin fanboy, which is precious, and knows a lot of girl group songs that he likes to sing along to. wanted to be a veterinarian if he hadn’t been a singer? how fucking precious is that? basically he’s a puppy in human form, but can be very savage, which is incredibly confusing

Hongbin also really hates couples but has had past relationships before debuting! HONGBIN IS ALSO A GREAT ACTOR??? LIKE ALL THE DRAMA’S HE’S BEEN IN I’VE NEVER SEEN HIM STRUGGLE???? (drama’s he’s been in are: Glorious Day, Moorim School, What’s Up With These Kids?, and soon to be in the newest drama called ‘Wednesday 3:30pm’) He used to be an MC for SBS mTV’s ‘The Show’ from March 3rd, 2015 - October 13th, 2015 with T-ara’s Jiyeon and Super Junior’s Zhou Mi.

Hyuk/ Han Sanghyuk

the maknae!! precious, dancer and also has a gorgeous voice. mesmerizes with his dance moves. sexy out of nowhere after him being so cute? also shot up and is one of the tallest members and constantly picks people up (especially Leo) because suddenly now he has muscles? likes to tease his hyungs and think he’s a grown man, which amuses everyone (especially Ken). he apparently once danced to Super Hero while he was sleeping and cosplayed as Sasuke from Naruto with his cousin!!

-Hyuk advocate and best friend chiming in again-

A problem. Seems like a small, innocent, silly baby but it’s part of his mischievous maknae game. Don’t fall for it. Stacked. That’s just science talking. A dork, wants to make people laugh and isn’t afraid to be silly. Great voice. Don’t sleep on his sexy vocals, boys got pipes. Impulsive but sweet. Is a ray of sunshine but will burn you as he flips from giggly boy next door mode to mr. steal yo girl in 3 seconds flat. Hard to pin down, needs to pick a lane because you will get whiplash staning this bulky man-child. Cute to dreamboat at the drop of a hat. And that hat is probably Ravi’s. (any hat)

fun facts:

- here are the origins of their stage names if you’re interested!

-look here for some of their interactions as a group and fall in love with all of them in the process probably

-VIXX stands for Voice, Visual, Value in Excelsis!!

- the fandom is called ST☆RLIGHT and are probably the most humble and respectful fans I’ve ever encountered!

- here are some incorrect quotes i’ve done with them if you want an easy way to try to get to know some of their personality traits!

if this creates any new starlights (or just makes you laugh) i will be very happy 🌟

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