#sp: jongdae

[weakbadgirl]

do we have a deal? || jongyeon

-- Qual é, Carniça! Libera pra mim, cara... -- pediu de maneira divertida, cutucando o ombro dele levemente. “Loira, tu sabe que não posso...” ele respondeu meio hesitante -- Eu sei que eu tô te devendo uma grana, mas eu realmente preciso da informação. Eu te arranjo um encontro com uma menina super gata e legal e eu posso... Sei lá, pagar metade... Por favor, cara. -- o lugar queimava como o próprio inferno com a lotação de pessoas e ela ainda era obrigada a usar aquela maldita jaqueta, o que tornava tudo ainda mais quente e abafado, mas seu uso era extremamente necessário. Vender drogas para jovens ansiosos com feromônios e ansiedades à flor da pele era fácil, difícil era praticar tal atividade sem ser descoberto e nem era para o ser. O clube borbulhava de música alternativa e estilos diferentes, era um verdadeiro underground na cidade colorida e superficial, cujo acesso era limitado para poucos ao mesmo tempo que muitos e mesmo sendo o melhor local para a venda de produtos ilegais, cuidado nunca era demais com leis tão rígidas no país. A jaqueta de couro com o símbolo dos Lakers nas costas era exatamente o que sinalizava para que ela estava lá. Aquela peça de roupa era praticamente uma placa em sua mão com os dizeres “Vendem-se drogas, volte sempre! :)”, para os que sabiam da informação, claro, e esses eram os que realmente importavam. Ela não podia simplesmente abordar as pessoas e por isso faziam o inverso. O serviço não era dado para recrutas da gangue mais experientes, mas obviamente ela continuava sendo testada, principalmente em sua paciência e essa estava a ponto de se esgotar. 

Àquela altura já tinha arrancado a camisa e posto apenas a jaqueta por cima, sendo seu sutiã preto a única peça de roupa que a separava da nudez, mas ela não poderia ligar menos para isso, afinal, podia trazer ainda mais clientes e tudo que ela queria era sair dali e tomar uma cerveja gelada em algum lugar bem longe. Sentiu uma aproximação e torceu para que fosse realmente um negócio dessa vez e não mais uma daquelas gracinhas feitas por homens aleatórios (se é que poderia o chamá-los disso). Virou-se de costas para Carniça, lançando-lhe um olhar de que conversariam depois e voltou sua atenção para a figura. Era um homem novo, completamente coberto por tatuagens e piercings, que caíam-lhe muito bem com seus olhos quase negros e maxilar afiado, quase podia acreditar que ele havia nascido daquela maneira. -- E aí, rabisco. -- cumprimentou, sem sequer pensar em quão rude poderia soar -- O que manda?

@itsinked

[likecrystalsintheair]

your smile is like a ray of the brightest sun in a dark and cold world 🌿 PieDae

Fazia muito calor, mas era algo com o qual Pietra estava acostumada, afinal, os verões parisienses também podiam ser muito cruéis quanto à temperatura e para ela, aquele clima era simplesmente incrível, principalmente pelo sol que brilhava estonteantemente aquela hora da tarde. Pegou seu guarda-chuva de joaninha e alguns trocados na carteira de Pierre e saiu silenciosamente de casa, numa tentativa de não acordá-lo. Precisava urgentemente comprar produtos de limpeza para aquele lugar e quem sabe algumas plantas e tapetes fofinhos para dar cor ao apartamento sóbrio e frio que lhe causava arrepios e um sentimento ruim, afinal, ficaria ali um bom tempo. Com sua pequena mochila rosa nas costas correu atrás do ônibus que passaria pela rua de comércios no centro da cidade segundo o papel informativo de linhas. -- Moço! Espera! -- gritou com seus pequenos bracinhos estendidos numa tentativa de chamá-lo enquanto ele lentamente partia do ponto. Por sorte, ele parou, recebendo uma Pietra ofegante e agradecida dentro de seu veículo. -- O - obrigada... -- disse colocando as mãos nos joelhos tentando recuperar o fôlego e quase caindo assim que ele deu a partida. Sorriu brilhantemente e com um meneio de cabeça depositou as moedas na pequena máquina e meio cambaleando foi até a parte de trás do transporte, mas seus olhos logo captaram algo que a deixou curiosa. 

Um homem de aparência intimidadora e coberto de tatuagens estava tranquilamente sentado em um banco com alguns espaços vagos entre ele. Ninguém ousara sentar-se ao seu lado ou a sua volta. Dando uma pequena olhada nos outros passageiros, muitos deles eram idosos ou pessoas de semblante sério, que preferiam ficar em pé. Tinha visto algo sobre, que tatuagens eram ligadas a gangues na Coréia, mas ela era incapaz de entender. Apesar de certa hesitação devido à menção de armas e objetos violentos em sua pele, seus olhos brilharam diante daquilo que podia ser a expressão de arte mais pura e legítima que vira desde que... podia se lembrar. Algo que só sentira com pinturas de grandes artistas e os desenhos de seu irmão. E elas nem eram o que havia de mais bonito nele, mas seus olhos... Pietra possuía um fascínio incomum pelos olhos das pessoas e segundo ela mesma era capaz de ver brilhinho mágico neles e por Deus... Havia algo de hipnotizante e incrível nos olhos do homem, que apesar da aura assustadora que ele emitia, ela sentia como se sua bondade pudesse passar por meio de ondas pelo ar. Ou seja, por mais que tudo gritasse “cai fora”, era incapaz de sentir medo real. Seus pés moveram-se em sua direção instintivamente, segurando-se nas barras para não cair. Sequer ousava respirar, com medo de que ele fosse embora. Muito suavemente sentou-se ao seu lado, ajeitando a sainha rodada em volta de suas pernas curtas. Seus olhos não tinham o deixado um momento sequer, como um animalzinho curioso, e muito vagarosamente ela começou a erguer a mão para tocá-lo. Seus dedos pequenos e temerosos encostaram na tinta tão lindamente espalhada em sua pele. Um sussurro escapou de seus lábios secos acompanhado de um dos mais profundos ares de admiração -- Tão... lindo... -- admirava aqueles que não se contentavam apenas em fazer arte, para se tornar arte. 

@itsinked

[artbyrana]

❝ The Witch’s Tale ❞ por blumengu

tentei fazer, não sei se ficou bonito...

[exosmutfactory]

Did Jongdae invite Yixing and Sora to the celebration at the bar to sabotage Baekhyun or urge him to tell Riley the truth O.O

[oceanboykdn]

EXO as Brooklyn Nine-Nine Quotes

Junmyeon: I just negotiated my baby girls down from a pony to a hamster. Little fools.

Minseok: Turn your greatest weakness into your greatest strength. Like Paris Hilton re her sex tape.

Yixing: Okay, don't shoot! That's how people get shot.

Baekhyun: I don't ask people out; I just tell 'em where we're going.

Jongdae: Why is my phone always dead? I paid 13 dollars for it!

Chanyeol: The English language cannot fully capture the depth and complexity of my thoughts, so I'm incorporating emojis into my speech to better express myself. Winky face.

Kyungsoo: Every time you talk I hear that sound that plays when Pac-Man dies.

Jongin: I hate the ocean. That's where that stuck up bitch Rose let Leo die. There was plenty of room on that door.

Sehun: I feel like I am the Paris of people.

[baekyeo1]

I. AM. IN. HEAVEN. @ SP Factory Hongdae

[3rachabffs]

not a date (maybe a date) ➺ zhang yixing

◦ pairings: yixing x reader 

◦ word count: 2.6k

◦ prompt: parent!au + meet messy, exes + “you have the emotional capacity of a brick.”

◦ description: when sehun tells you that he convinced his friend to babysit your daughter for you, you can't say that you're thrilled. most of sehun’s friends are exactly like him—partiers, irresponsible, so on and so forth. but meeting said friend puts all your worries to rest.

◦ a/n: cross-posted on ao3

“I can babysit.”

“Sehun, you have the emotional capacity of a brick.”

You say that lovingly, of course. Sehun is your best friend and has been since you two were snot-nosed toddlers fighting over who gets to go down the slide first. The only thing that has ever changed in your relationship is that now the two of you fight over who gets to write what editorials for the magazine you work at.

However, you loving him doesn’t change the fact that he’s a semi-irresponsible partier who drinks from dusk until dawn and has no problem with speaking whatever is on his mind, even if it means hurting people’s feelings. As an adult, you can appreciate those traits (to an extent), but imagining him taking care of a child, especially your child… Well, there would be lots of crying and screaming. And that’s only taking Sehun’s reaction into consideration.

“You know,” he replies, “I would take great offense to that if you weren’t one hundred percent correct.”

Sehun spins around in his desk chair and takes a sip of coffee (it’s only 10 AM and he’s already on his third cup, trying to fight the hangover) before promptly turning back around and wiggling his perfectly sculpted eyebrows at you. “I have an idea.”

“Should I be scared?”

“No, no. Of course not.” He pauses, and then sighs. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what? I’m not giving you a look.”

“Yes, you definitely are. You’re giving me your “Sehun is stupid and I’m not gonna go along with anything he says” look.”

“This is just my face!”

“No, your eyes are deader than usual.”

“Ha-ha.”

“Just trust me, will you?” And with that Sehun gets up from his chair, smooths out the wrinkles from his suit, and begins to head towards the elevators.

You slowly spin in your own chair to follow his path as he walks, arms crossed disapprovingly across your chest. “And where are you going?”

“To talk to a friend of mine in Art Media. I’ll be right back, babe.”

You can't help but roll your eyes at his antics. You thought he would stop with the pet names after the HR violation but once the higher-ups found out that the two of you weren't dating and Sehun was very much gay, everyone seemed to stop caring about it (including whoever reported the situation in the first place).

Turning back to your desk, you continue typing up the editorial you were working on prior to the whole "need-a-babysitter" fiasco. You're still not quite sure what you're going to do—maybe you should just cancel the cooking class—but that's an issue you can focus on during your lunch break.

Sehun doesn't come back until you're already printing what you wrote so that you can run it upstairs to your editor. You raise an eyebrow at the mischievous smirk on his face.

“What did you do?”

"I got a babysitter for you."

Alarm bells begin to go off in your head immediately. Sehun said the person he was going to talk to was a friend and all the friends you've ever met of his have been exactly like him—partiers, irresponsible, so on and so forth.

Getting out of your chair, you grab Sehun's hand and pull him towards the break room. He follows quietly, but only until the two of you are a safe distance away from the rest of your coworkers. Once you're behind closed doors, however, he pulls his hand away and gives you one of his signature looks, the—

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I appreciate you trying so hard to get a babysitter for me but, Sehun, come on! I've never even met this guy, how am I supposed to trust him with my child?"

"Well, he—"

"Is he one of your clubbing friends? One of the ones you stay out with until 4 am? Oh my god, he's not the friend who drove you home drunk one night, right? Look, I'll find my own sitter, okay? Thanks for trying but you can tell your friend no thanks."

"Or you can."

You practically jump out of your skin at the new voice that interrupts your (one-sided) conversation with Sehun. Leaning against the doorframe is one of the most attractive men you've ever seen, what with his dark, slicked-back hair and proportions that could rival those of a male model.

"I-I'm sorry?" you stutter. "What did you say?"

Sehun claps, looking all too happy for the situation at hand. "Y/N, I'd like to introduce you to Yixing, the friend I was talking about. I brought him with me because I know you would want to meet him."

You squeeze your eyes shut, hoping that in the next two seconds you'll magically be teleported anywhere other than here. But alas, you are not Dorothy with her magic red heels. So, you decide to be a responsible adult and apologize.

"Yixing, I am so, so sorry for anything you might have overheard. It's just... when it comes to Naeun, I'm so protective."

Yixing, bless his heart, smiles at you and alleviates all of your worries. "Hey, it's alright. I'm the same with my kid, too." The surprise must be written all over your face because he continues, "I'm guessing you didn't expect Sehun to have friends—other than you—that have kids."

"Honestly? I didn't. He's kinda stuck with me since we grew up together, after all."

"Well, let me shock you some more. Another friend of ours, Jongdae, also has a kid."

Turning to Sehun, you cross your arms. "You never thought to introduce me to these friends of yours? People that I could relate to?"

Sehun just shrugs. "Not really."

You roll your eyes. "And that's why I never expect anything from you."

"I like not being held to expectations."

Yixing laughs, amused by your bickering. "Not to interrupt but, Y/N, now that you know I'm not one of his quote-unquote clubbing friends, do you trust me to take care of Naeun? I figured it would be nice for her and my daughter to hang out with one another since they're around the same age."

You take a moment to think but, honestly, it's just for show. In the few minutes you've spent with him, you can tell that he's trustworthy enough to take care of your daughter. "That sounds lovely. What time's your lunch? Maybe we can meet and discuss this further."

"I usually take lunch at 2, but I can fit my schedule with yours. I'm the Art Director so I don't think anyone will fight me on it."

Your jaw drops. "Oh my god, you're the Art Director? I'm sorry, I had no idea."

"It's fine, I don't expect people who aren't in the same department as me to know who I am."

"Right, of course not, I was just surprised.” You give Sehun a look, signaling to him that you want to discuss how he’s friends with the Art Director at a later point. Then, you continue, “Anyways, my lunch is at 1:30, so if that's good for you we can meet then."

"Perfect, I'll meet you in the cafe." With that, he claps Sehun on the shoulder and takes his leave.

Now alone, Sehun focuses all of his attention on you. "Oh, a lunch date, hm? Spicy."

"Sp... Spicy?" You fumble over the word, flabbergasted. "No, no, no, no. Not spicy. It's basically a business meeting. I'm just gonna learn a bit about him, tell him what he needs to know in order to babysit, and let him know what time I'll drop Naeun at his house. That's all."

"I don't know, it kinda sounds like a date to me," Sehun teases.

"In what world does that sound like a date?" Huffing, you push past him and head back to your desk. "Whatever, I need to get my editorial to Minseok. Bug off."

"Y/N and Yixing sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N—"

You hit Sehun on the head using your printed editorial, shushing him. "We're not in kindergarten anymore, Sehun! That's enough, I'm leaving."

"Alright, you minx. Go."

Getting into the elevator, you yell, "I'm not a minx!"

You're instantly swarmed with feelings of regret at your outburst when all of your coworkers turn to look at you and couldn't be more thankful when the elevator doors close.

"So, Naeun is four, right?" Yixing asks.

You take a moment to swallow the bit of sandwich you were chewing before responding. "That's right. And your daughter, Hana, is the same age?

"That's right." Yixing digs into the inner pocket of his suit jacket and takes out his wallet. It only takes him a second for him to locate her picture and hand it to you. "That's her, on her birthday this year."

The girl looks exactly like him, dimples and all. Her hair is a bit lighter though, which you assume is a trait she acquired from her mother.

"If you don't mind me asking, is Hana's mother still in the picture?"

Yixing sighs as he gingerly puts the picture back into his wallet. "No, she's not. She decided that being a mom wasn't her calling and decided to chase her passions in Rome or something like that."

"Oh, wow. I'm sorry. That's... wow."

Yixing chuckles, running a hand through his hair and messing it up just enough that a few strands fall perfectly against his forehead. "It's alright. Based on how she acted during the pregnancy, I was expecting the worst. Plus I wouldn't really want her in Hana's life anyway."

"It doesn't sound like you really liked her that much, if I’m being candid."

"No, I guess it doesn't."

The conversation dies down for a few moments as you both take some time to actually eat your lunch. The silence is a comfortable one, which you appreciate. It’s not common for you to feel so at ease with a person you’ve just met.

Yixing starts talking again abruptly. "I think I did love Chengxiao when I was with her. Or at least I believed I did."

You look at him with your cheeks puffed out, mid-bite. You had thought it was a sensitive topic and didn't expect him to continue. Yixing takes one look at you and smiles, handing you a napkin. You take it despite the embarrassed blush on your cheeks. The way he looked at you... It was almost fond. You quickly cast that thought aside, however. Surely you're reading too deeply into things because you’re attracted to him.

"When I met Chengxiao, I was young. 22. I was just starting out at the company and I was so overwhelmed. I was looking for someone to distract me, and she was that person.  We dated on and off for months and things got more serious when she got pregnant.

“My parents suggested I marry her, but she didn't want that and honestly, I wasn't sure I did either. I loved her for what she did for me, though. And even more so now that, because of her, I have Hana.

“But she was a wildcard, always looking for her next adventure. It's why I didn't expect her to stay after the pregnancy, but I'm not upset that she left. I don't think she would have loved our daughter the way she deserves to be loved."

Yixing stops, giving you a bashful look. "I'm sorry, you didn't ask for my life story."

You shake your head vehemently, not wanting him to feel like he overstepped by sharing so much with you. "No, no, it's perfectly alright! I'm glad you were comfortable enough to share something like that with me. It really speaks towards your character."

He raises an eyebrow. "Oh? And what does it say about me?"

"Well..." You pause, wondering where to begin. "It says that you're an incredible father. You care so much about your daughter and obviously put so much thought and care into anything that involves her. It also says that you're kind, almost to a fault. This woman, Chengxiao, she left you. Yet, you're still thankful to her and hold no animosity towards her. I find that to be very admirable."

By the time you're done, you're sure that your face is as red as an apple. Yixing has been paying you rapt attention, staring at you the entire time you spoke. It’s as if everything you had to say was of great importance to him.

Breaking out into a beautiful, dimpled smile, he thanks you. "I'm honored you seem to think of me so highly already. I hope I don't blow it on our next date."

"Our next date...?" Your heart soars.

He nods. "I'd really like to see you again. And not just when you drop Naeun off later."

"I'd really love that."

"What would you think about getting dinner on Friday night? You, me, and the kids."

The fact that he was willing to include Naeun and Hana on your first real date has you beaming. "That sounds perfect. More than perfect."

"I'm so glad."

On that note, Yixing gets up, smoothing out any wrinkles from his suit before throwing out his trash in a nearby garbage. You follow suit and he waits for you inside the elevator, foot holding the door. He presses the buttons for your floors—8 and 11, respectively. A few seconds pass—floor 1, floor 2—when suddenly he turns to you, grabbing you by the waist.

"Can I kiss you?"

You let your body answer for you, capturing his lips with your own. His touch is electric, sending a tingle down your spine. You get so lost in his touch that you don't notice another person getting on the elevator until they clear their throat.

You and Yixing pull away from each other immediately. Flushed and breathing heavily, you share a guilty look, akin to two teenagers who were caught making out underneath the bleachers. The woman who entered the elevator just laughs and shakes her head, before exiting on floor 6.

Soon enough, you arrive to your floor and bid Yixing goodbye.

"See you tonight at 8."

"See you then. I can't wait to meet Naeun."

The doors close, taking Yixing away. You have a strong urge to act like the dramatic lead in a teen romance movie and lean against them so you can slide to the ground in a lovesick daze. But you're not in a movie, you are an adult in your workplace. So, you smooth down your skirt and march over to your desk confidently, ready to tackle the rest of the work you have for the day. No matter how cute Yixing is, you won't let him hinder your performance.

Sehun eyes you as you approach and pounces the second you take a seat. "Tell me everything. I know something happened, you're practically glowing."

You keep your lips shut tight, not wanting to play into his antics. He gasps, taking your silence as an answer in itself. "You two didn't hook up in a storage room or something, did you? That'd be amazing."

Glaring at him, you respond, "No, we didn't." You turn back to your computer, ready to continue your work, but you can feel his stare boring into your side. With a sigh, you concede. "We did kiss in the elevator, though."

"Oh my god, yes! I should become a matchmaker or something, I swear."

You roll your eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Get back to work, slacker."

"Just say thank you."

There are a few colorful words you’d like to say that certainly aren’t even close to being thank you, but you bite your tongue.  "Alright. Thank you."

"I better be your best man at the wedding."

"Oh, Sehun, shut up!"

[bdiaryxx]

Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics (STEM) – strand that will never fail you.

Are you still undecided or still having trouble deciding what track you will choose in your Senior High School career? Well, take Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics as your strand! This might be the best fit for you!

Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics commonly known as STEM is one of the strands offered in Senior High School under the Academic Track. Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics (STEM) is one of the strands in the Academic Track of our country's new curriculum that Grade 10 or "Junior" students should take upon enrolment in Senior High School (SHS).

STEM is essential because it touches all aspects of our life. Science can be found all throughout the planet. Every element of our lives is being influenced by technology. Engineering encompasses not only the fundamental designs of roads and bridges, but also the issues of changing global weather and environmentally friendly modifications to our surroundings. Mathematics is present in every profession and activity we engage in.

When I entered Junior High School, I chose STE(M) Curriculum wherein I never had a regret that I chose this curriculum. Through the almost 6 years of being part of the STE curriculum, all I can say that we’re more advanced than the other curriculum – BEC, SPA, and SPS. And now that I’m in Grade 11, I still chose the STEM strand which is more challenging but I still I never had a regret also because for me this strand is almost perfect. I chose STEM because I believe it can be used to any type of college course. Choosing a vocation is challenging enough, but senior high school prepares you to make important decisions that will affect your future.

Since I have yet to select which job path is ideal for me, I thought STEM would be the most beneficial. STEM education and employment entails learning about the world around you, developing inventive solutions to real-world problems, and participating in some of the country's most significant discoveries and advances. Furthermore, the STEM curriculum differs from the other strands and tracks in that it places a greater emphasis on advanced concepts and themes. This strand touches all aspects of our life so if you’re still undecided, choose STEM!

What will you become if you choose STEM?

This strand is required if you want to work as a scientist, doctor, nurse, web developer, biomedical engineer, geographer, computer systems administrator, computer systems analyst, civil engineer, database administrator, biochemist, IT manager, software developer, mathematician, statistician, or any other job requiring engineering, science, technology, or mathematics. This course will assist you in developing your skills and abilities, learning new things, and preparing for your future careers.

Non-STEM students will tell you that STEM is too difficult, complicated, and stressful, but being a STEM student is enjoyable and engaging. Being a STEM student isn't just stressful; it's also enjoyable and educational, allowing students to do more than simply learn.

Make an informed decision, all future Senior High School students. However, each track can help you succeed in your chosen field. Don’t be afraid just because someone told you that it’s hard, you should try it yourself so you’ll be the one who’ll tell to yourself if the STEM strand is really hard or not. You’ll never know if you never try, so take the risk. It may be hard or not, always remember that everything in the world can’t be taken easily.

We may conclude from this that STEM education, or Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics, is very significant because it has been a part of our life for this generation. We must study all of these topics in order to have a good chance of succeeding in life, especially for those who aspire to be doctors, engineers, scientists, and other professionals.

"The sun will rise again, after you endure though your hardship" - Kim Jongdae of EXO.

[tattooyeol]

Mans is in the army but still got her pregnant! The Korean enlistment laws work hard, but jongdaes sp*rm works harder

I hope his wife is doing well tho, having 2 pregnancys so close to each other seems tough :(

[seohyunnim]

I married my best friend - Part 2

Table of contents : Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Genre: Angst, Smut, Fluff

Pairing: Chen x Reader

Summary : It all began with a lie. You ended up marrying your best friend, Jongdae. Will this be for the best ? Or the worst ? 

Your newlywed life with Jongdae went smooth the first month. Actually, the same day as your wedding, you were pleased by the party that you threw after. People were enjoying everything. You talked with a lot of people that you didn’t know as Jongdae’s family members. When you talked to them, your husband took your hand, or put his arm around your waist, which you accepted without any sign of annoyance. You even responded to his gestures. Taking his arm with yours, resting your head on his shoulder. No one could have thought that it was natural. It wasn’t. When you opened the party with the first dance, Jongdae looked at you for a long time.

« What ? » you articulated with a smile as you danced alone on the dance floor. « Nothing…You’re beautiful, that’s it. I really have the impression that you’re my wife. I feel like it » You blushed a little, because it was the first time he said something like that to you. Jongdae was such a little dork usually, but tonight you saw a man, a real man and for this instant, he was your man. Your husband. « Thanks…Really Jongdae. » « Mh? Why are you thanking me ? » « Because…it’s not…any one who would marry her best friend because of a stupid lie » you said slowly looking at his eyes. « Eh…Actually, I was scared…I’m scared even right now. Because I don’t know if it’s really right. I don’t want to hurt you, or to break our friendship. No matter what this…experience brings us, I really want to stay your friend, you know ? » « Yeah…I know…I understand. I think the same »

You smiled to each other when the music stops, and Jongdae kissed your forehead, triggering some whistles from the guests. You cut the wedding cake, drank some champagne, and danced with your friends. Your parents made a speech. Your guilt had disappeared for some time until your father spoke. Saying how much he was touched by your decision and your choice about marrying Jongdae who he already considered as a son. You bit your lip at this moment, Jongdae tightening your hand on the table. You didn’t dare to look at your father, your eyes became teary.

Finally, you discovered your wedding gift from the whole guests. Your honeymoon trip to Jeju Island. You and Jongdae really loved this island in the South. It was exotic but so familiar. Jongdae’s english wasn’t sp good, so you hadn’t planned to go very far like Hawaii. When the party finished, you were tired, so as your husband was. Your little crew wished you a « good first night », acting like dorks again. Even if their words made you blush hard, you didn’t plan at all of having sex with Jongdae. It was a part of the deal. No sex. You simply changed into your pyjama. You shared the bedroom, and while he was taking a shower, you were looking at the ceiling, thinking again and again about your wedding. You looked at the ring at your finger, you couldn’t help but smile. It has been a good day.

« Tired ? » asked Jongdae, entering the bedroom in shirt and short. « Hm…Kind of » you answer, turning to him. « Me too » he said with a little smile.

He crawled next to you, under the blanket and looked at you.

« It should have been our first night » Teh. Don’t tell me you wanna have sex with me ? » you joked. …Well, I’m a man and you a woman ya know ? » Stop it » you said, not convinced by his joke.

He laughed kindly and turned on his back, closing his eyes as you put your head on his torso. You liked being like this with him, even before you married him. You had spent a lot of night, sleeping with him when he invited you for a movie night. He gently caressed your hair, his slow breathing instantly relaxed you. You felt secured near him, and his warm body slowly drowned you to a sleepy state.

« Jongdae. » « Mh…? » « I’m glad that I married you » you said out of nowhere. You could see on his face a slight mocking smile. So much Jongdae-like. « Same here » he said before adding « Good night wifey » You laughed and answered: « Good night hubby »

When you woke up later, it was near noon. Since you had little sleep last night, and not for the reason of a normal newlyweds couple would have done for their first night. Jongdae was still sleeping next to you. You smiled and decided to let him sleep a little more. While making breakfast,  you checked your phone. You received some messages of congratulations from people who couldn’t make it for the wedding, but still, you were happy. Then you saw one which you didn’t expect. Your ex sent you message this morning. You sat down with your cup of coffee.

« Y/N, I know that I have no right to write you this now that you’re married. I have been a bastard to you, and I thought that it was because I couldn’t love you back. Hence, when I saw you yesterday, so bright and happy getting married to a man who wasn’t me, I had a shock. I regret every harsh moments I could give you in the past. I can’t say that I still love you, it would make me more pathetic. Be happy, and forget about me. I’m sorry. »

You smiled as you put your phone down and took a sip of your drink. What a satisfaction to see that, finally, you got your revenge on him. After all, he made you suffer and you never forgave him for what he’d done to you. If you went back to him, you would have lived a cursed life, of every second you would wondered if he was cheating on you again. Once a cheater, always a cheater.

« Why are you smiling this bright on this fresh day ? » asked Jongdae with his husky voice. « Oh you’re up…I made some coffee. Want some ? »

Jongdae nodded as you stood up to go and get a cup of coffee for him. « I received a message from my ex. » « And ? » « You can read it ». When you came back, Jongdae was reading with a serious face. Then he smiled, proudly. « Good for him. Hope he’ll suffer a little more »

You poked him with a pouty face. « Well, we can’t blame him if he thinks we’re a real married couple ». Your first day as husband and wife was calm, and you spent your day loafing in the living. Although, your tranquility cut short when the day after, your friends crew came to see you. Fortunately, you both were prepared. You welcomed them warmly, one by one so Jongdae did.

« How are you lovely birds ? » asked Jin Hee. « Fine fine ! Come in » you said brightly.

You tried to make your appearance more woman like, putting some makeup. Jongdae’s living room looked so crowded with the nine guests who came for you, but you didn’t mind, they were all close friends.

« So, how was your first night ? » directly asked Jongin, which startled you. « Hey ! That’s a private matter » you said, hitting his arm gently. « Sorry, but seriously, wasn’t it awkward ? I mean…I can’t sleep with my best friend » « She’s not my best friend » calmly said Jongdae, which tensed you. « She is my girlfriend, and my wife, that’s different » « Oooh, what a lovey dovey answer ! » said Chanyeol, squealing with Sehun.

You blush again. You found that side of Jongdae so charming. Saying this about you, even if it was fake made you happy.

« So, when will you have kids ? » asked your best friend out of nowhere. « Wha-…Hey, why are you all asking embarrassing things ? » you cried. « We are worried, that’s all ! » replied Junmyeon. « No actually, we want to know if the child will take at Jongdae the most -which would be a real calamity-, or you -which is better » added Sehun when they all laughed. « We just got married, can you please take it slowly ? » asked Jongdae.

It was such a mess when you all gathered, more since you got married. You sighed and decided to go make some tea or coffee. It was so real, having guest at home, with him taking his role very seriously. Maybe it would be easy to go on ? You thought that, until your best friend came to you.

« Hey Y/N…Can we talk for some minutes ? » « Yeah sure »

You closed the kitchen’s door while your best friend helped you with the drinks.

« You know…I only want your happiness and I respect your choices, but…It’s really sudden. I mean…You both getting married. I thought you had no feelings for him as a man. »

Your blood iced in your veins. It was so hard to lie to her. You felt so bad again and you calmly answered.

« I know, it was really sudden for me too, but…It happened like it, that’s all. »

She looked at you right in the eyes and asked you :

« Do you love him ? »

Flustered, you bite your lips.

« Of course I love him, he’s my husband ! »

She seemed suspicious but she gave up, patting your shoulder.

« If you are happy, then I believe you, but I will always be here for you, got it ? » « Thanks Jin Hee » you mumbled, thankful for her concern toward you.

When you returned in the living, the boys were talking about random things, mostly of how will you survive with Jongdae for the rest of your life, which made him upset, crying some « Waeeee ».

« I am a perfect husband if you really wanna know, isn’t it Y/N ? » « Yeah…For now » you answered with a teasing smile. He pouted even more. « Fine ! I won’t make breakfast anymore ! » « Aww, he’s making breakfast » teased the others « Cut if off you all ! » « I’m joking Jongdae » you said, giving your guest their drinks. « You call him by his name ? » asked Yixing calmly. « Y…Yes ? Why ? »

You became nervous. It was an old habit of you. Usually, married couple called themselves like « Honey » or « Jagi ». Calling him « Oppa » would have been a little bit too much, making you cringe and him too.

« It’s because you’re here » answered Jongdae « Oh, don’t need to be shy » « I know but… I just want him to hear that ! » you lied.

You saw Jongdae’s smirk, making you blush. He was such a little devil. You promised yourself not to make too much mistakes. But it was hard, with an unpredictable husband like him.

At work, your colleagues were pleased about your marriage. Some of them were already married even mothers. You were the youngest of the team, and you thought that 23 years old was a little premature for getting married, but now, you thought it was okay, even if it was a fake one.

« How did he propose to you ? » asked one of your colleague.

You tensed up immediately and search for a good one.

« Er…He asked me when we went to the aquarium. » « How romantic ! Well, my husband asked me when we were drinking soju. All the opposite »

You laughed, awkward and texted Jongdae about your other lie. If he had to answer the same question, he had to say the same thing as you. Your first day at work after your wedding went smoothly and you were surprised to see Jongdae waiting for you in front of your building. Your colleagues chuckled and pushed you to him saying « Well, we’re leaving you ! Have a nice time ! ». You sighed, embarrassed by their teenage-like behaviour. But you were so happy to see him.

« Did you wait for a long time ? » « Nope, I just arrived » he said brightly and showed you the car behind him. « Wanna have some chicken ? » « I’m craving right now » « Let’s go ! »

You went together eating some fried chicken, having beer with it and you asked about his day. « That was fine. Kyungsoo greets you by the way » « Oh, that’s sweet of him » you said with a smile « I bet he’s worried about how I’m treating you » « Everyone is worried about your behaviour Jongdae » « Heey, I’m not that nasty » he added with a pouting face.

You laughed again. It felt so nice, being able to act normally with him like before. You didn’t know how he was thinking but, you really appreciated the fact that he was making a lot of efforts to help you.

« Sooo, how about going to our honeymoon trip ? » he suddenly asked, serious. « Mh…I just came back at work, I don’t think that… » « Come on ! We got married in one day, and more of that, I’m sure we can deal with it » « You really wanna go there don’t you ? » « Of course I do ! Me too I need some vacations » he said.

Jongdae was working as team manager in an edition house. You bet his work was way more tiring than yours.

« Okay, we’ll see » you conceded.

And a week after, you were going to Incheon Airport for two weeks of vacations. It was your first trip as newlyweds and somehow, you felt nervous for some unknown reasons. You were not afraid of anything with Jongdae, but this trip was supposed to be romantic like. And for the past days, you couldn’t think straight. Acting like a loving wife to him, and him being so gentle and caring for made you confused. Jongdae was your best friend, it was normal isn’t it ? You couldn’t fall in love with him, and you repeated this a billion of time since you began this mascarade. But the more you were looking at him, the more you couldn’t stand not to blush, or feeling your heart beating like crazy. You stared at him while you were waiting for your boarding.

« What ? Do I have something on my face ? » « Uh ? No no. Nothing » « Eeh. You didn’t sleep last night ? You were zoning out for a while since this morning » « Yeah…I was too excited over this » « I know, you’ll have time to sleep, don’t worry »

He pinched your cheek and gently pushed you toward the stewardess. When you got in the plane, you were searching for your seat and found them in 1st class. Your friends didn’t do it by half measures.

« Seriously ? 1st class ? » « Seems so » he answered, taking your bag. « Really… » « Don’t be embarrassed, they were just trying to please us » « I know ! »

A couple of hours later, you landed in Jeju Island. You were tired and thinking about your current relationship with Jongdae drained your last drop of energy. Yet, when you arrived at the hotel, Jongdae was kind enough to tell you to take a rest. You didn’t resist and lie down on the king size bed.

« Are you sure you’re well ? You’re so pale » he said, his fingers going through your hair. « …I’m just tired » you said, closing your eyes. « If you feel sick, tell me, I will lead you to a hospital »

You felt his gentle touch leave you. You felt scared, afraid of him leaving your side. Unsecure and scared, you grabbed his hand and whisper with a shaking voice.

« Don’t leave me … »

[pr-billy-blog]

ovelhas negras.

A arte era fascinante. Expressar-se através de cores, movimentos, sons, palavras, sentidos... era como uma mágica tomando formas e construindo discursos impactantes e inesquecíveis; essa forma de desabafo e libertação sendo a responsável por sua própria sobrevivência. O que teria sido de si sem a música, afinal? Então achava importante ouvir o que mais pessoas tinham a dizer assim como fizeram consigo durante as performances de Elliot e essa era a principal razão para estar exatamente ali na galeria de arte.

Haebi não sabia ao certo identificar o nicho das pessoas que apreciavam e compartilhavam do mesmo discurso proposto nas pinturas extremamente abstratas, mas era bastante fácil perceber que ele próprio não se encaixava em absolutamente nada daquilo. Um estranho no ninho. Com os olhos curiosos nas obras expostas, notou que outro alguém aparentemente fora daquela realidade também se aventurava por ali. — O que acha que isso significa? — murmurou para @pr-jongdae

[lmhwanwoong]

Tree Frog 🐸

@rkxkjd​

This was something quite out of Jinwoo’s area of experience -- it was the first time he had tried an evaluation with such a huge group of people, and he supposed it made him slightly nervous, but if there was one thing that made him relax a bit, it was the fact that it was all people he knew from his company. Certainly he hadn’t talked equally as much with everyone, but it was really nice to have people like Johnny and Josh there with him.

But he had to branch out, hadn’t he? Talk a bit more to his fellow trainees and whatnot. Who knew, maybe they would actually end up in a group together in the future after all. The events this time provided a good chance for social encounters with his sunbaes, and one of them was Jongdae who had joined him for a little shopping. “Man I’m so glad you agreed to go with me though,” he said in a relieved tone of voice. “I don’t even know where to begin looking for a frog onesie, plus it would be kind of embarrassing to buy one alone as an adult if you know what I mean...”

[exosmutfactory]

Baekhyun knows how to put it down 😏 but when can he put it up as well? 😢 There's more to relationships than a 😳 good lay, and he should know that by now! 😭 Especially after the last chapter, unless... O.o he is confusing fun times for expressions of love!?!! What really goes on in that gorgeous head of his.

Riley was gone for like two seconds and it got his britches in a twist 💀 he needs to chill before the Southern in her comes out. She's a free bird and can do what she wants! She isn't going around thinking he's cheating on her while he's away attending to his business meeting, yet... Maybe after this chapter she will 😔💫 he's setting himself up for trouble, alright. And the height comment! 💀 I was referring to him bringing up Sehun and Jongin, but this!! I love how you picked up on that, I didn't even think twice about it 😅 him feeling a bit small over some foot-aching high heels 🤭 how cute💞

Jongdae... Ahhh he's such a dear character to me, all his flaws and lack of filter brings forth a very significant look into the world of Baekhyun's lifestyle or- ���� his previous one before Riley stepped into the scene. Plus I always love that one character bringing forth the drama, makes life more thrilling, me thinks! And hey, the alcohol never lies 😇 mayhaps we will get to see why Jongdae is like this and what his intentions are. I have some goodies planned for Chapter 6🌸

Six Phases 005 Pt 1

Who knew it nearly took 6 months to win your heart, and 6 phases for Baekhyun to lose his mind.

A/N:  Hi, welcome to a 22.6K MONSTER of a chapter. Thank you.

[ contains: romance, fluff, angst, & smut ]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3  P(1) P(2) | Part 4 P(1) P(2) | Part 5 P(1) ✓ P(2) | Part 6

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The club is more alive than ever tonight. Almost everyone has taken to the dance floor and the place is packed everywhere with grinding bodies. It’s not hard getting lost in the crowd.

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[oceanboykdn]

EXO Members as Disney Songs

Once Upon A Dream - Sleeping Beauty

Thomas O-Malley Cat - The Aristocats

Bella Notte - Lady and the Tramp

Friend Like Me- Aladdin

Sing Sweet Nightingale- Cinderella

He’s a Tramp- Lady and the Tramp

The Bare Necessities- The Jungle Book

Prince Ali- Aladdin

You’re Welcome- Moana

[baekyeo1]

I. AM. IN. HEAVEN. @ SP Factory Hongdae

[exosmutfactory]

but can u give a big fat smooch to jongdae i absolutely love his character lol, just a massive make out sesh thank u x

😂😂😂😂 thank you for giving his character a lot of love, anon. As a SP Jongdae fan myself, I'm glad that the fanclub is growing hehe 💞💞💞💞