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2020 Beginner’s Guide to VAV:

Hyung Line: St. Van, Baron, Ace (top picture, left to right) Maknae Line: Ayno, Jacob, Lou, Ziu (bottom picture, left to right)

VAV

VAV stands for Very Awesome V-Rangers because they are Very Awesome Voices, Very Awesome Visuals, Very Awesome Vegetables

fun fact: Jacob came up with the VAV hand gesture because he’s a Very Awesome Virgo

shows: VCAM (vlogs of their daily lives, updated weekly) | VAV’s Apartment (1) (2) (3) | PromiSINGER (1) (2) 

SNS: FanCafe | YouTube | Instagram | Twitter (staff) Twitter (members) | Facebook | Tumblr | V Live

fan chants: Venus | ABC | She’s Mine | Spotlight | Señorita | Thrilla Killa | Give Me More | Poison

VAV also have their own free app for android and ios where they do weekly live chats with live eng subs! you can also buy merch there

all of VAV are Big Boys, most members are over 6ft. Lou is the tallest at approximately 6′3″ and Ace is the shortest at approximately 5′10″

Title Tracks

2015: Under the Moonlight

2016: Brotherhood | No Doubt | Here I Am

2017: Venus | Flower | ABC | She’s Mine

2018: Spotlight | Gorgeous | Señorita | So In Love

2019: Thrilla Killa | I’m Sorry | Give Me More | Poison

Members

(Everything mentioned is 100% true but I didn’t link my sources because most aren’t in English.)

St. Van: leader, vocal

real name: 이금혁, 金赫, Lee Geumhyuk. “Geumhyuk” was given by his father and it means “shines like gold”

born December 22, 1991. currently 28 years old (international age)

originally from Daegu, South Korea but spent about half of his life in China

immediate family: father, mother, younger brother

fluent in Korean & Mandarin

predebut life: he originally planned on being a chef and studied culinary for a year. his parents influenced him to pursue music as a career. he trained for 4-5 years and debuted with VAV in 2015

future dreams/goals: first win on a music program. wants people to feel happy and refreshed when they think of VAV’s music

composed and wrote almost all of the Korean lyrics in VAV’s I’m Sorry

ideal type: someone small who can fit in his arms. someone he can comfortably talk with. prefers long hair instead of short hair. prefers someone sweet instead of someone charismatic. prefers skirts instead of dresses

Baron: dancer, vocal, visual

real name: 최충협, Choi Chunghyeop

born April 19, 1992. currently 27 years old (international age).

originally from Osan, South Korea

immediate family: father, late mother, older sister

family life: he was very close with his mother, her nickname for him was “Little Prince.” as a child, his mother often had to buy him new pants because he would rip the knee areas from playing so much [lol little Roni was so cute]. his father’s birthday is on Christmas and his family used to celebrate both occasions by going to church on Christmas day and giving him a cake. as a child, he used to wish for large packs of colored pencils for Christmas

fluent in Korean. likes learning languages and speaks beginner-intermediate level English & Japanese, he’s self-taught

predebut life: he chose to become an idol because his mother inspired him by always playing music for him as a child. Yoo Seungjun was one of his biggest inspirations. he studied singing and dancing for two years then in January of 2012, Baron was a barista who wanted to become a trainee so he submitted an online application then went on an audition program in May of 2012, he passed because of his dancing skills. he later joined One Million Dance Studio and originally trained to be a choreographer. in 2014, he became a temporary backup dancer for girl group Minx. he debuted with VAV in 2015

future dreams/goals: domestic success by getting a first win on a music program in South Korea. international success by ranking on the Billboard music chart

Baron’s audition tape, solo projects, and favorite music are listed here

in December of 2018 he revealed his entire skincare routine, it’s listed here

he’s a really sweet, generous person. a small compilation of some of his best moments can be found here

he’s also very playful and likes to push people’s buttons. a few examples of his sense of humor can be found here

some basic facts about him can be found here

a profile card he filled out can be found here

baron is ambidextrous, he favors his left hand for cooking/chopping/cleaning/writing but can use his right hand for everything as well. he plays right-handed guitar

ideal type: someone with big, pretty eyes. “because I am human too, I will also look at their body” [asldkfjslkjf bARON OMG] someone honest. someone punctual with strong self-discipline. prefers dresses instead of skirts. he once picked Selena Gomez as his ideal type amongst celebrities

Ace: prince, vocal

real name: 장우영, Jang Wooyoung. it means “give and help. live a prosperous life”

born August 28, 1992. currently 27 years old (international age)

originally from Anyang, South Korea. went to high school in Seoul

immediate family: father, mother, older sister

family life: it was once revealed that Ace talks to his parents everyday

fluent in Korean. beginner-level English

predebut life: as a student, his hobby was dancing so he decided to become an idol. he trained for 5-6 years and debuted with VAV in 2015

future dreams/goals: first win on a music program. in 2018, he said he’d like to be married within 10 years time

he started learning to play guitar for Señorita and has kept going with it ever since

he gave himself the nickname “Prince” and said the national flower of Prince Ace-land is a red rose

he wrote/composed VAV’s Sweet Heart by himself and published it after working on it for over 8 months. he made it to express how he feels about vampz. baron said he paid close attention to ace as he worked on this song and was very impressed with Ace’s hard work, he’s proud to be a member in the same group as Ace.

ideal type: someone cute with a bright personality, likes tall girls. someone he can exercise with. prefers someone younger instead of someone older. pays more attention to someone’s body instead of their face. prefers dresses over skirts. he once picked love over friendship. he once joked that, because he often goes to the hospital, it’d be good to marry a doctor so he saves on medical expenses [lol what a virgo].

Ayno: rapper, vocal, dancer, visual

real name: 노윤호, Noh Yoonho

born May 1, 1996. currently 23 years old (international age)

originally from Ansan, South Korea

immediate family: father, mother, older brother, younger sister

family life: when he was a child, his future goal was to be a good husband because he viewed his father as a good role model. as a child, he used to wish for a dog for Christmas

fluent in Korean

predebut life: Ayno was a child actor (he’s been in multiple commercials and had a minor role in Boys Over Flowers) who decided to pursue music. was a trainee for about a decade. participated in No.Mercy but was eliminated in the 9th episode. he debuted with VAV in 2017

future dreams/goals: first win on a music program. in 2018, he said that he would like to be a father with a family of his own in 10 years time

apart from his instagram, he also has his own SoundCloud

his solo projects and favorite music are listed here

Ayno composed/wrote most of the lyrics in Touch You, here’s a full English translation of the lyrics

Ayno partially composed Runway and wrote the lyrics for it. he wrote some of the lyrics in VAV’s ABC, Flower, Give It To Me, Señorita, I’m Sorry, Touch You, Give Me More, Un Poco Más (Remix), 119

Ayno’s very witty and playful. VAV once said that Ayno’s pranks are 19+. a small compilation of his sense of humor can be found here

ideal type: someone hard to get. prefers skirts over dresses. prefers someone older instead of someone younger. once picked work over love

Jacob: vocal, rapper

real name: 张朋, Zhang Peng. he favors this spelling of his name, he even has a bracelet with “Zhang Peng” engraved on it!

born September 7, 1996. currently 23 years old (international age)

originally from Hubei, China

immediate family: father, mother

family life: when asked what he would like to pass onto his children he said “my love. so much love. I will love you most.” [he’s so sweet >.<]

fluent in Mandarin. advanced-level Korean. basic English

predebut life: his trainee period lasted about a year, he said it went smoothly and encountered no major problems. he debuted with VAV in 2015

future dreams/goals: wants to meet more fans and wishes for VAV to last a long time and do well on music charts

apart from his instagram, he has his own tiktok and weibo

solo projects: Jacob debuted as a solo artist with his song Love Night and was featured in Xiao’s Trouble. in 2017 he starred in the movie “The Dreamer on the Catwalk”

Jacob has a cold, stoic appearance at first glance but once he starts talking he’s very cute and is often seen giggling and clapping for his members. He also has a very blunt and witty sense of humor, shown here

Jacob has said that, because he’s a Virgo, he’s very detail-oriented and helps the other members during their practices. Ziu said that whenever they do something wrong Jacob corrects them by speaking perfect, fluent Korean yet when they correct Jacob he suddenly doesn’t understand Korean. [i love him hahahah]

ideal type: someone cute with a pretty heart. prefers skirts over dresses

Lou: rapper, vocal

real name: 김호성, Kim Hosung. it means “shining star”

born December 21, 1996. currently 23 years old (international age)

originally from Seoul, South Korea. spent some time in Atlanta, Georgia, USA as a child and four years in the Philippines as a teenager.

immediate family: father, mother

family life: he’s very close with his mother and often goes out to eat with her

fluent in Korean. advanced-level English

predebut life: he originally planned to go to university but was scouted by an entertainment company and trained for 3-4 years. he debuted with VAV in 2017

future dreams/goals: first win on a music program. he’s interested in acting and has already been in a web-drama. wants VAV to be remembered as a group that always puts out good music

solo projects: was in the web-drama Lemon Car Video and released the single Good Night

he wrote a few of the lyrics in ABC, Gorgeous, Give It To Me, Señorita, Thrilla Killa, I’m Sorry, Touch You, Give Me More, Un Poco Más (Remix)

ideal type: someone with a caring, mother-like personality. someone who can cook well. someone pretty. prefers skirts instead of dresses

Ziu: vocal, human maknae

real name: 박희준, Park Heejun. it means “happy and shining”

born June 16, 1997. currently 22 years old (international age)

originally from Seoul, South Korea.

immediate family: father, mother, older twin sisters

family life: he’s close with his mother. once when he was asked to pick someone as the most handsome member of the group he picked himself because “my mom says I’m the most handsome” [lol what a cutie]. has said his father works with the USA army [I’m assuming he means that his father works with an American military base in Korea] and that’s why he understands some English.

fluent in Korean, beginner-level English

predebut life: he was inspired to become a singer when he was in middle school and watched a performance by Rain with his mother. he trained for 5 years and debuted with VAV in 2017

future dreams/goals: first win on a music program. visit Area 51. try out other music genres such as ballad pop

solo projects: was featured in Ayno’s Don’t Sleep

ideal type: someone with prominent facial features (eyes, nose, jaw) like him. prefers skirts instead of dresses. prefers sexiness instead of innocence [...ziu O.O ]

*bonus profile under the cut

Cash: puppy maknae, beloved little sister

real name: 캐시, Cash

born December 22, 2018. currently 9 years old (dog years)

originally from China

breed: Shar Pei

immediate family: 7 older brothers (St. Van, Baron, Ace, Ayno, Jacob, Lou, Ziu)

family life: Cash is very loved amongst VAV, she has been spotted watching their music show performances and observing them practice. St. Van likes to gently pet Cash to help her sleep well

fluent in Korean, Mandarin, & English (Cash runs a Twitter and Instagram where she interacts with vampz in multiple languages [uwu she’s the world’s cutest and sweetest puppy uwu])

life before VAV: cute puppy living in China

future dreams/goals: live happily with VAV, see VAV’s first win

Cash doesn’t like broccoli

Cash is sometimes bullied by Spirit but Cash is kindhearted and still loves Spirit

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the one with the ferris wheel cliche

baron x reader (ft. st.van x reader!bff, fluff, non-idol!au, double date!au)

a/n: full disclosure i wrote this because my best friend and i saw some tag yourself based on your birth month thing on twitter about which vav member you’d go to a fair with and we’re both april babies and got ‘baron AND st.van’, so this happened. i don’t know where that tweet is now, sadly, but if anyone sees it lmk :)

Every year, the fair comes to town.

It’s not really anything special anymore, hasn’t been since you were a thirteen year old allowed to go with your friends unchaperoned for the first time. Now, you just see over-priced food and slightly unstable-looking rides.

For some reason, none of this stops you from agreeing to a double date at the fair on its final Friday open. You’d like to say it has something to do with nostalgia, or a simple love of cotton candy, but, really, you think Baron’s just a little too charming (and you’re worried your friend might go into cardiac arrest if she has to go on rides alone with Geumhyuk the whole time).

And that’s how a Friday in late August finds you and your best friend answering the door to find Baron (whose hair looks as fluffy as cotton candy and makes you melt in a similar fashion to the sweet) and Geumhyuk (showing off his tattoos in a way you’re sure is more for your friend’s benefit than his own) smiling at you. If you hadn’t been nervous before, then you definitely are when Baron holds out his hand expectantly. Just what the hell have you gotten yourself into?

You don’t really know Baron that well, to be honest; the two of you just seem to be third- and fourth-wheeling on a cute date for the two people who are actually on a course to dating, if they ever stop being so nervous around each other. Despite this, Baron is extremely sweet to you, acting as if you were really a date he was trying to impress.

You’re starting to understand why literally everyone has a crush on him.

Geumhyuk is quick to buy everyone snacks, repeatedly asking you and your friend if you have everything you need. It flusters your friend, but it makes you laugh watching him attempt to baby the three of you. He implores you to call him ‘St. Van,’ since Baron does, and you attempt to even though it feels kind of weird. You can’t help but notice that Baron seems to be pouting the whole time the St. Van’s attention is turned to you (which isn’t all that long, really). You barely have time to dwell on it before he’s leading you towards a game booth to try and win you a prize.

It’s almost painful watching him play such an obviously rigged game, but you have to admit you’re impressed at how he manages to charm the booth’s elderly manager into giving him a prize anyways. He gently rest his palm on the small of your back and guides you to pick a prize, and you feel the tips of your ears heating up as he looks over your shoulder at the collection of small trinkets available.

You choose a small, fluffy cat keychain with angel wings, and Baron beams at you as you do. The manager winks conspiratorially at you as Baron gently leads you away from the booth towards the strong man game where Van and your friend are still waiting in line.

“I can’t believe you managed to convince that lady to give you a prize,” you laugh, and Baron shrugs, pulling off a piece of cotton candy and holding it towards you. When you hesitate, he simply nudges it closer to your lips until you finally open your mouth. The playful, satisfied smile on his face is so charming it makes you want to melt like the spun sugar on your tongue, and you have to remind yourself again that you barely know Baron and that this outing isn’t even about you and your love life. 

“What can I say, I’m just that irresistible.” He pretends flip hair out of his eyes, and you press your lips together to keep from laughing too loudly.

“Whatever you say.” You direct your attention towards where St. Van is now at the front of the line, holding the hammer in his hands and carefully studying the game. St. Van has always been big and somewhat intimidating, but you can’t say you’ve ever been afraid of him — until you see him swing that hammer down and hear the bell ring.

Baron laughs at the slightly shell-shocked expression on your face, while you can’t seem to marry the big smile and slight blush on St. Van’s face as he tells your friend to pick out a giant prize with the one who could probably break you in half like a toothpick. You huff as you realize this means you can’t really threaten him with any sort of physical fight if he hurts your friend’s feelings. Seems you’ll have to resort to blackmail.

Baron immediately begins ribbing St. Van as your friend struggles to get a hold on the giant, round pink cat plush in her arms. You laugh and squish one of its ears down to look at her face,

“What are you gonna do if he wins you another prize?” You ask, and she immediately turns red.

“He already offered to carry this one for me.” You giggle as she appears to get even more flustered as she glances at him.

“Baron charmed the old lady at the game stall for this one,” you say, gently flicking the keychain you have hooked around your belt loop. She smiles down at it.

“Cute,” she coos. She looks back up at you, and the look in her eyes tells you she’s about to say something teasing before she’s interrupted by St. Van gently taking the plush from her arms and tucking it under one of his, that same big smile on his face.

“So, where to next?” You ask as the four of you walk away from the booth, and Baron is quick to grin at you.

“They have some rides over that way.”

“Are there teacup rides?” You ask, and St. Van furrows his brows.

“I think so.” You grin.

“Then we’re going there.”

You (with the help of St. Van and his somewhat outrageous biceps) turn the teacups at the fastest speed possible. A few times you knock into Baron’s shoulder, but you’re both too busy laughing to care, all squished into the teacup together. Sometimes you catch St. Van looking over at your best friend, who’s squeezing the plush to her chest as if that will keep her stable, in a way that makes your heart melt. Maybe you won’t have to resort to blackmail, even.

As you all step off the ride, bumping into each other, your group makes the executive decision to go on the carousel and then hop in line for the ferris wheel so you can get on once the sun has started setting. With night falling, the fairground has become more packed, and Baron takes a gentle hold of your hand.

“So I don’t lose you,” he says, winking over his shoulder as he pulls you along. The two of you fall behind the actual couple, content to let them chat amongst themselves. You find yourself unable to keep the fond smile off your face.

“They make a good pair,” you muse, and Baron hums in agreement from beside you. Baron gently swings your link hands back and forth as you walk along, and you’d nearly forgotten about it until your friend and St. Van turn back to both of you to suggest a pit stop before heading to the Ferris wheel. Your friend’s eyes immediately lock onto Baron’s hand holding yours, raising an eyebrow, and if it weren’t rude you would’ve snatched your hand away. She flashes you one last knowing grin before turning her attention back to her date, leaving you flustered and clammed up for the rest of the walk to the bathrooms.

You and St. Van are left outside, sitting at a picnic table nearby. There’s a good view of the Ferris wheel where you are, and it gets you thinking a bit — it’s pretty romantic for an almost-couple and two strangers to go on on a double date.

St. Van is looking down at his phone when you glance over,

“Hey.” He looks up. “Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah, is something wrong? Are you feeling okay?” He asks, and you quickly nod, though you find it endearing that he seems so concerned over someone he barely knows. Baron hadn’t been kidding when he had jokingly called him a dad on the way here.

“I’m fine, I was just wondering... why did you decide to make this a double date?” His brows furrow, and you look down at the little cat keychain against your thigh and start playing with it, suddenly embarrassed by your own sudden outburst. “I mean, it must be awkward for you, since Baron and I are just hanging around. He and I barely know each other and—”

“It wasn’t my idea.” You whip your head back to look at him, and he looks genuinely confused.

“What?”

“Baron wanted this to be a double date. I was going to ask Y/F/N on a date anyways.” His cheeks turn a little pink as he says it, and before you can question him more he suddenly stands up with a grin on his face, signaling your friend’s arrival at the table. Following shortly behind is Baron, who immediately shoots you a winning smile.

“To the Ferris wheel?” Van asks, and you all agree. You stand up from the picnic table and find Baron is holding his hand out to you. St. Van’s words ring through your head again, and you feel your heart skip a beat before you ultimately decide to take it.

The two of you lapse into silence, but it isn’t as comfortable as before and only because you can’t stop thinking — or, well, overthinking. Why would Baron ask St. Van to go on a double date? Did he ask for you specifically, or leave it up to Y/F/N? They’re all questions you want to ask, but aren’t confident enough to ask outright as you all approach the Ferris wheel.

Surprisingly, the line isn’t very long, nor is the area surrounding the wheel as crowded as you’d expected it to be. Even despite that, Baron keeps your hand in his, occasionally tracing little patterns with his thumb on the back of your hand.

“Do you like Ferris wheels?” You ask, and then curse yourself for being so abrupt. Baron doesn’t seem to mind though, because he’s still grinning that beautiful grin when you turn to him, and nods.

“I haven’t been on one in a while. I think it should be fun.” You turn to look back at the wheel and laugh a little,

“I’ve never been on one before. I’m a little nervous.” Baron squeezes your hand, gently, and steps closer to you. When you look back at him, his face feels much, much closer, and there’s a glimmer in his eyes you can’t quite pin down the meaning of.

“Don’t be nervous,” he says, and his smile is so gentle it makes your knees weak. “I’ll be right beside you. You’ll be fine.” You feel your heart do a little flip again, getting a bit too lost in his eyes—

Out of the corner of your eye you see the line moving forward, and you take a step towards the Ferris wheel, hastily mumbling as much to Baron and looking down to hide the blush on your cheeks. After a few moments of silence, Baron starts tracing patterns on your hand again, and you start to count your breaths to try and calm your heart rate.

The Ferris wheel controller splits the double date up, stating that it’s only two people per cart. As you watch your friend and St. Van getting lifted up so you and Baron can enter your cart, you can’t help but smile at the way both of them seem to be glowing just from being near each other. You know your friend isn’t a huge fan of Ferris wheels, but you have a feeling she’s going to be alright this time.

And then you wonder, once again, just why you’re also here.

Baron let’s you go in first and pick your bench, and you choose the one with your back to your friend so you won’t be tempted to pull faces or try to snoop. However, the lack of distraction just makes you more nervous for the whole situation, and you cross your arms over your chest in an attempt to make yourself smaller and safer.

“Nervous?” Baron asks, leaning towards you. You nod, and he reaches out to brush a piece of hair behind your ear.

“It’s gonna be fun,” he says. “You’ll see.” You feel inclined to trust him with that angelic smile, but it doesn’t quite still the hammering in your heart when he also squeezes your hand before leaning back into his own seat.

You know Baron isn’t a stranger to skinship — you’ve seen him hug St. Van and his other friends on the few occasions you’ve been around them — but you can’t seem to reconcile what he’s doing with anything other than flirting. Despite that, you can’t figure out why Baron, a pretty well-known heart throb, would be flirting with you.

The Ferris wheel starts its ascent, and as the cart sways slightly you feel yourself tense up. Baron looks at you with furrowed brows.

“Are you okay?” You nod, but you don’t think it’s very convincing. Gentle as ever, Baron lets out a little laugh and leans forward.

“Why don’t we talk about something to get your mind off of it? What if we ask each other questions?” You find yourself nodding again before you can really think about it; to your benefit, Baron starts.

“Favorite color?”

“Yellow.” The wind picks up a bit, and you curl further into yourself. “Do you have like... a hidden talent?”

“I like to sing,” he says, and you smile.

“I’m sure you sound great.” Like an angel, you think, but don’t dare say it because of how cliche it is.

“Thanks.” He starts to say something else, but a gust of wind causes the cart to rock and you let out an embarrassing noise of shock. Baron reaches out for your hand,

“Hey, look at me, it’s okay. You’re okay.” His hand is warm and reassuring, and his gaze is kind, and you aren’t sure if it’s the adrenaline or not that causes you to suddenly blurt out the question that’s been on your mind since your talk with St. Van:

“Was the double date your idea?” He looks startled, but not necessarily in a bad way, and lets out a laugh,

“I thought it was my turn to ask a question.” The joke falls flat for you, unfortunately,  considering how nervous you are, and Baron quickly sobers himself up, readjusting his grip on your hand. You don’t think you’ve seen him look so serious the whole night as he does now, gazing at you with earnest eyes. You can see some of the lights from below reflected in them. Your heart is pounding so hard you can hear the blood rushing in your ears.

“Yeah, it was,” he says. “I really wanted to get to know you, but I want sure how. So I had St. Van turn his date into a double date.”

“Why?” You blurt.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, everyone likes you— you could probably go on a date with anyone, so why me?” Not only does your statement seem to surprise him, but it also seems to suddenly make him bashful, his cheeks turning the faintest shade of pink that you can barely make out in the dusk. He clears his throat and begins to nervously play with your fingers; surprisingly, you don’t mind.

“When St. Van first told us about Y/F/N, you were with her, and I’d seen you around campus before and always thought you were really cute, I just wasn’t sure how to get to know you. So when Van said he was planning to take Y/F/N out this weekend, I asked if he wouldn’t mind setting us up.”

You have a feeling Y/F/N is going to laugh when she hears about this little scheme; you put the thought on hold, however, because Baron is looking at you with a measure of intensity and resolve that feels unfamiliar to you.

“I like you, Y/N. I want to try taking you out for real, not just third- and fourth-wheeling together.” You crack a smile, and Baron seems to let go of tension you hadn’t even noticed he’d been holding.

“I’d like that,” you say, and you one hundred percent mean it. He beams at you, his smile outshining all the lights below and the moon above, as the Ferris wheel slowly begins to lower you to the ground.

Your friend gives you a very meaningful look once the boys have dropped you back off at her house, though it’s hard to take her seriously when she’s holding the massive pink plush cat in her arms and struggled to get through the doorway with it.

“What?” You eventually ask, pointedly, and she grins.

“You and Baron were holding hands the whole night,” she says, “and I saw you give him your number.” As if on cue, your phone buzzes in your pocket, and her grin only stretches wider as she makes her way towards you.

“And I saw you drooling over St. Van’s tattoos, don’t even start.” You try to keep your demeanor cool, but you find yourself blushing anyways as you move into the kitchen to get yourself a glass of water. Your friend follows, awkwardly maneuvering herself and the large plush through the door just to continue grinning knowingly at you. You flick water in her face from the sink.

“Shut up,” you mutter sullenly, taking a sip of your water and looking towards the ground.

“I didn’t say anything.” You refuse to look up until she starts to move away, laughing. “You should probably answer that text.” She shoots you a wink as she leaves and you do your best to keep scowling at her until she’s disappeared from view.

You do, in fact, check your phone right after that (not because she told you to), and can’t keep the smile off of your face when you read your newest message from Baron:

See you on Monday ;)

You can’t wait.

[halalhyungwon]

Hopefully you get the rest you need Tawa💕! Do you have any fun or interesting concert stories🎫? Cos I have a few that I can share. And if not concert then maybe some travel stories🚉? - EXO-L anon

I hope so too, but knowing me I'm gonna go to sleep at like 3 am LMAO

ooh um I could talk about my first kpop concert!! and i guess it's lowkey also a travel story lol bc it was my first time driving to a different state

((I'm gonna attempt to put a read-more here but knowing tumblr it probably wont work whoops))

i went to see vav last august (nearly a year ago omg!) and it being my first concert I didnt know what to expect but I wanted to go all out!! i ordered a bunch of fanmade banners and a fan, and got VIP tickets so I could get the hi-touch + group picture.

my friend and I probably got to the line about 3 hours before the doors were supposed to open to the venue? there wasnt a super long line but there was still plenty of people there (I get so proud/happy when I compare it to their more recent concert because there was SO many people the line was much longer and the venue was so much more packed) I think it was really my first time being around so many people who avidly liked kpop?? I was so excited to be able to gush about my biases to other people and people were blasting vav and other groups' songs and we were all singing and dancing along. the energy was just!! really good I loved it, and loved seeing all the different types of people coming? I saw people who were around my age and people who were like. kids lmao. and also parents just coming along with their kids, but then parents who legit stanned vav along with their kids lol

since we were early and we had time before the doors opened, my friend and I walked around to find something to eat (we hadn't really eaten since that morning before we left for new jersey) and stumbled upon this little Italy festival? or something like that. there was tons of food and it was pretty cool. had we not had to go to the concert we probably wouldve wanted to check out more of it, but we really only got food, ate, then walked back to the venue.

i dont remember how long we stood in line but it wasnt terribly long? and at one point one of vav's staff came around to record the line and had us saying stuff like "vav saranghae" or "fighting" or something idr. (theres a vav behind episode where they showed it and you can see me :') but I dont remember which episode off the top of my head lmao)

the venue staff was a bit disorganized and we waited a bit longer than we were supposed to and I'm pretty sure it was lightly raining at one point? but once we got in all those inconveniences were forgotten bc omg I was about to see vav!! and tbh the fact that I was going to see them still didnt seem real to me until I saw them walk onto that stage!! like it was such a weird experience of having people that you've only ever seen behind a screen, suddenly are actually right there in front of you..

the concert was absolutely amazing and I screamed my heart out, and I lowkey feel bad for the girl who was standing next to me bc I really didnt shut up lmaoo being able to experience so many if my favorite songs was so incredible and gave me a new appreciation for the songs that werent always my faves. I know they had little parts where they talked and goofed around but I dont remember much other than screaming any time jacob did anything 💀💀💀 they did a couple special stages where they performed things for the first time, and at the time señorita hadn't come out yet but they performed it for us!! and I just felt so special bc we were their first US stop and we were some of the first fans to get to hear that song 😭😭 they also did a couple covers and they are just really fun group on stage omg I love them

after the concert they had VIP & VVIP people get lined up for the group photos. when I was in line I was talking to this girl and her friend and they were really nice I kinda miss them pdgsksh i ended up giving one of the girls my st. van banner bc hes her bias and she had issues with getting her banner. since I had a banner for each member (and most importantly, my biases lol) I didnt mind giving it to her! plus she just looked so happy when I gave it to her 😭

the hi-touch went by way too quickly and I'm sad bc I barely remember my experience with seeing ace & jacob and they're my whole biases,, I just remember that ziu legit grabbed onto my hand and that geumhyuks smile is the most mesmerizing thing you will ever see and I think about it everyday like I still cant get over the fact that he smiled at ME, eye contact and everything 😭😭😭😭

I think one of the best things about the concert was that after the show and group pics, they let you take individual, Polaroid pictures with any member(s) (at a price of course but,, it was only 10 dollars per pic!!) the first person I went to was Jacob which was kinda nervewracking bc i mean he was my main vav bias and I was still trying to get my head around the fact that he was real!! for the pics there were poses you could choose from, and the one I chose was with us holding hands 😭😭 and then I awkwardly asked for a hug and he obliged ;;-;;

I went to take pics with geumhyuk and,, idek know what to say without just repeating myself but I'm telling you he has the most beautiful smile ever. after we took the pic he said thank you but in my mind I was like,, no,, thank YOU 😭

next I went to take pictures with ace and omg i really dont know what it is about his eyes but to me they are absolutely STUNNING like you can literally get lost in them omg hes so gorgeous okay anyway moving on-- it was almost his birthday so I wished him a happy birthday and!! we hugged!! we're practically best friends now right? (I'm kidding..or am i?)

after ace I took pics with my baby ziu!! hes so funny which I mean I bin knew but it was fun goofing around with him. i was wearing a pin with his face on it so when i walked up to him he was like "that's me!" hes so precious 😂😂🤧😭😭

after this I realized that my Polaroid with Jacob didnt develop well, so I asked a staff member if I could retake and they were like sure! so I went back in line to get my snapshot with Jacob. since I had a second chance I was thinking of changing up my pose with him, but he I guess he remember the pose I did before and once I walked up to him he just immediately took my hand and i just gdjfgdkg?? 😭😭😭 my heart melted... and of course as I walked away I dropped like all my stuff and everyone in a 7 foot radius was like oh no!! 💀💀💀 but I scrambled and picked my stuff up, thanked Jacob and scurried out of there skdgdkh

(oh and I shared my pics here)

since I was in VIP I got to take my pics before the general admission people. my friend was in GA so I had to wait for her outside bc the staff werent letting people wait inside the building. and then it started raining. like really hard 😭😭😭 I'm blessed I didnt get too sick bc I think I was outside for like half an hour. but at one point a kind soul did hover their umbrella over me which I really appreciated :((

after my friend finished up we went to 7-eleven to grab some snacks and then we got an uber back to our hotel, where we showered and ate our ramen and did face masks

the next day since we were close to New York we drove down to the city and walked around some cute shops. we went to the saem shop and they had a bunch of seventeen posters and standees up so I was geeked the whole time 😂😂

honestly it was a really great experience to have as my first kpop concert, and just first concert in a long time. I'm really grateful I got to have the experience ☺️

[roamhqs]

( lee geumhyuk (st. van) / he/him / cismale ). *:･ﾟ✧ how lucky is kim song to be going on this trip! the 26 year old linguist is known for being creative, but also being timid. maybe that’s why they are known as the lost. they requested to be in a room with 1 other person. hope nobody finds out that they a killer. ( ooc: kai / 27 / est / she/her )

pack your bags, Kim Song! you will be going on the trip of a lifetime! be sure to send in your account within twenty four hours or your faceclaim will be reopened. lee geumhyuk is now taken.

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a ‘crumby’ day

st.van x reader (fluff/humor, college!au)

prompt: “i thought the cookies were for the whole dorm but it turns out you needed them for class so now i’m helping you make more”

You are going to kill someone.

You really, really are — you’re certain of it, because who ever ate your cooking final is going to have to pay the price. That is, if you can manage to stop staring at the empty cooling rack long enough to actually find said person — then they’re really in for it.

Thankfully, the answer comes to you in the form of a group of boys laughing their way into the kitchen. You turn on them immediately, fixing your gaze on the one in the front. It’s clear to you that this is the guilty party, because you can see the loud one in the back holding half of one of your damned perfect cookies—

You almost cry, but the anger welling up in you is red-hot and overpowering, and you find yourself glaring at the man in front again.

“Did you do this?” You hiss, indicating the two empty cooling racks. The group falls silent, the one nearest to you now wearing a look of shock, which would be cute in any other circumstances, you think, except you’re caught between screaming and crying and you kind of just want to beat them all up—

“What?” He asks, obviously confused and concerned by the distressed, somewhat manic girl in front of him.

“Did you eat my final project?!” You snap, but your voice breaks at the end of the sentence, and your breath enters your lungs shakily, “My final cooking project, which was two-dozen cookies to share with my whole fucking class tomorrow, that I spent hours on because they were such a hard recipe— did you eat those?”

The group of boys exchange looks, their gazes eventually landing on the one you’ve been addressing the whole time. Your hands are trembling, and you clench the sleeves of your sweater in your fists to hide it, closing your eyes for a moment.

“I’m sorry.” You squeeze your eyes shut tighter, willing the tears to go back to wherever they came from. You don’t really want to cry in front of a group of attractive boys that live in your hall, especially when you’re supposed to be scaring them off.

“Is your final tomorrow?” You open your eyes to find that the man with the rounded cheeks has stepped closer to you, eyes narrowed in sympathy. If you open your mouth, you’re sure you’ll cry, so you simply nod and sniff slightly.

“What time?” He asks.

“It’s at ten,” you croak, and you choke down a sob, turning your gaze downward. You were just coming downstairs to box them up and then go to sleep in your room so you could actually get some rest, but the universe, it seems, has other plans for you.

“I can work with that.” Your head snaps back up to find the man smiling at you, eyes curving up to match.

“What?”

“I’m a pretty good cook,” he says, pushing the sleeves of his own sweater up past his elbows. “I took a cooking class last semester, too— and you can definitely pass with that recipe.”

“But— you don’t—” His friends all look equally as shocked as you to see him moving to preheat the oven, but he merely smiles his friendly smile at you once more, calmly explaining,

“We ruined your final, so I’m going to help you fix it. I promise.” You sink your teeth into your lower lip, but you find yourself nodding. After all, what else can you do?

The man takes over the dry ingredients while you tackle the wet, standing on your own in the corner and attempting to whisk your eggs as perfectly as you had last time. He’s surprising good and seems determined to do everything perfectly, despite not even knowing your name, and you almost feel guilty for snapping at him. Almost, because it was definitely still his fault.

It isn’t until you’ve settled the cookie dough onto the tray that he speaks,

“I’m Geumhyuk.” You glance up at him, pretending to be engrossed with measuring out the ingredients for your icing. “My friends call me St.Van.”

“Y/N,” you reply, still not looking at him. You don’t care if you come across as cold; you’re tired and stressed out, and you’re supposed to be mad at him and his friends. You shouldn’t care what his name is or what his friends call him, and yet you can’t help but to think the nickname suits him.

“I’m sorry about your project,” he says, then, and you actually do look up at him. He looks entirely sincere, though it may be helped by the gentle features of his face, you think. “We thought they were for the whole hall. I forgot the cooking final was take-home this semester.”

Then, suddenly, he smiles at you, and there’s something playful in his gaze when it meets yours,

“You did a great job, though. You’ll pass.” At that, you can’t help but grin, feeling the knot of anxiety that had settled in your chest soften just slightly.

“Thanks,” you reply. You’re starting to feel better about all of this.

Halfway through the baking process, you realize St.Van has started humming. You can hear it when you pause your icing mixer, and you furrow your brows. The tune is familiar to you, but you can’t place from where, until—

“Oh my god,” you say, and St. Van abruptly stops, moving towards you.

“What’s wrong?”

“You’re that Geumhyuk.”

“Uh—?”

“My roommate is in choir,” you clarify, shaking your head. “Sorry, it’s just— you were humming one of the songs for your next concert, and my roommate has been practicing that forever.” St.Van laughs, and it’s a nice sound, you think, extremely good-natured and contagious.

“I didn’t think you’d hear me over the mixer.” You shrug and pick said mixer up again, looking back at the bowl.

“It was nice,” you say. The mixer whirs to life before you can say anything more incriminating than that.

After a few moments, St.Van starts to hum again, louder. You can’t help but smile.

Once the frosting is mixed and in the fridge, the cookies still baking, St.Van drags two chairs from the lounge into the tiny kitchen for you to sit on. They aren’t much by way of comfort, but you think you could fall asleep standing at this point.

Which might be why the next thing you remember is someone shaking your shoulder and gently calling your name, opening your eyes to find St.Van’s bright eyes very, very close to your own. If he’s off-put by your shock, he doesn’t show it, merely grinning at you,

“The cookies are cool enough to ice, and I already put the frosting in a bag for you.” For a moment, you do nothing but stare at him, both in gratitude and shock, before you come to your senses and notice he’s still looking at you.

“You’re an angel,” you tell him, and you aren’t sure you’ve ever meant it more. The bashful smile that lights up his face and rounds out his cheeks only confirms this fact. It’s a Herculean effort to keep yourself from staring, but you force yourself up out of your chair, thanking him again, to ice your cookies. They look a little nicer, actually, than your first batch, and St.Van even helps you pack them up (“So nobody takes them this time,” he jokes, and when you actually laugh he starts beaming).

“Let me know how it goes,” he says, good-naturedly, as you shuffle off into the elevator and he takes the chairs back to the lounge.

“Thank you so much, again,” you reply, and he shakes his head.

“Don’t worry about it.”

Two days later, you find yourself at your roommate’s final concert for choir, seated in the second row beside her aunt and uncle that live nearby. You fidget nervously in your seat, tugging at the skirt of your dress. Your roommate hadn’t been able to tell you much about Geumhyuk, after all, except that he has a solo near the end of the concert, and she had somehow managed to convince you to tell him about the ‘A’ you received on your cooking final. In retrospect, it had seemed like a great idea; you would just flounce right up to him and congratulate him on a job well done, thanking him profusely for his help before.

However, when you see his name printed on the program, and you’re sat back down after intermission, it’s hard to think that any of this was a good idea. Your roommate has already performed, and St.Van is performing soon. You try to get a grip on your emotions, but it just translates into you nearly destroying the piece of paper in your lap, twisting it beneath your fingers.

St.Van walks out onto the stage, and he smiles into the audience, wearing a simple tuxedo and somehow seeming to emanate light. You’d thought he was cute in the shitty, yellow lighting in your dorm’s kitchen, but now he looks absolutely stunning, and you’re not sure how you’re possibly going to approach him.

It only gets worse when he starts to sing.

You had called him an angel for helping you with your final, and, wow, had you ever been right. His eyes shine as he looks out into the audience, singing his heart out and yet making it look as simple as breathing. Even though you can’t be sure, you think his eyes land on your for a moment, his smile widening, and you feel as though you’re melting into a puddle right in your seat.

By this point, you’ve decided you’re just going to stand by your roommate after the show and ignore everyone else until you get to leave.

Of course, this is easier said than done. Your roommate keeps giving you looks, mouthing questions at you like, “Why the hell are you still here?” You pretend not to understand her, and eventually you decide just to stop looking at her and hover off to her side, prepared to wait out the rest of the event in seclusion. You scroll through your phone idly, and of course everything goes to hell when you let your guard down.

“Hey.” You want to die, but instead you end up jumping a bit before looking up at St.Van.

“Hi,” you say, too fast, but now you’re nervous and you can’t stop because he looks really, really good with his hair swept up like that, “You did amazing, by the way. I didn’t know you could sing like that.”

“Thanks. I didn’t expect to see you here.” It’s hard to focus when he’s smiling at you from this close range, so you hurriedly gesture to your roommate, laughing awkwardly,

“I had to come see her perform.” He looks at you, almost expectantly, and you cave much more easily than you had expected yourself to, biting the inside of your cheek and glancing down at your hands. “I wanted to thank you, too. I aced my cooking final.”

You only look up when you hear St.Van’s laugh, and he nudges your elbow with his own,

“I told you so.” You playfully push him away, mostly for the sake of your own heart, and look up to find his sparkling eyes trained on you.

“What do you think about going out to celebrate? My treat.” You swallow thickly, your heart shooting straight into your throat and making it hard to breathe.

“Me?” You ask, dumbly, and he chuckles and reaches out for your hand, taking it gently in his own, almost cautiously.

“Only if you want.” You bite down on your lip, feeling your smile stretch wide across your face as you lace your fingers with his.

“Just let me tell my roommate.”