#wonjun packs

[aureangels]

˗ˏˋ baekgyeul & wonjun ; view in Dark Dream ༊*·˚ 

ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏʀ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ɪꜰ ᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ!

ᴅᴏɴ·ᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᥫ᭡

• ᴘsᴅ •

[pintinhos]

se for preciso, eu pego um barco eu remo por seis meses como peixe, pra te ver 𓏸 .ᣞ 🥚 ∘ ˚ ˳°

[tyunvhs]

🐬 rano !! packs

like or reblog if u save

[senseicons]

⠀ᘡ⠀⠀ ⠀ᥱ'lᥲst⠀⠀⠀%⠀⠀⠀☆᤻᤻⠀⠀⠀𝖎𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘⠀⠀⠀⎘⠀⠀⠀..

[bbuchuu]

wonhyuk layouts . . . ₍˄.  ̫.˄₎

[heaskler]

⌕⠀˒ lee wonjun. ‹3 ﹆

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀🥢icons autorais.

. ‹3 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗴 𝗶𝗳 𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲

[darawonplease]

trauma. ch6 – too much.

Dara looks for Jiwon at the YG Building to make up for the disastrous night but he's now sure of his suspicions.

 chapter 6 – too much.

Dara hopped towards the pastel pink stereo she kept beside the tv and connected her phone to play some songs to vibe with on that wonderfully sunny day.

She sure didn’t have the greatest morning but attempting to get in a good mood after Wonjun left was still worth trying.

.

♪ When I think about it, why did I act that way? ♪

♪ What’s so wrong with being clumsy with emotions? ♪

// Like You - Hoody

.

She finally felt liberated, free.

Dara whirled towards the kitchen. “He’ll like it for sure!”. A big smile appeared on her rosy face, puffing up her cheeks.

She was suddenly reminded of Minzy’s complaints – “Dara eonni, you’re indeed too clumsy!” – when a small puddle of soup formed on the marble counter as she poured it into a small yellow container.

“What if he didn’t have breakfast? He needs something in his belly, it’s the least I can do for being such an inconvenience yesterday night”- Dara kept blabbering to herself as she placed the Tupperware in a cute printed scarf she then tied at the top.

It needed to be perfect. That was the least she could do after last night’s misadventures.

“I didn’t cook it myself but maybe that’s for the best…” – she shrugged, “ I don’t want to poison Jiwon Oppa...”.

meeeoww

She glanced at Dadoong and patted her pet friend on his small furry head, now ready to take off with a great mood.

“I’ll be right back Dadoong-ah, I’ll just drive to YG to deliver this and be right back!”.

[…]

The sliding doors opened for Dara: she finally arrived at YG’s headquarters. Being stuck in traffic for a bit drained her energies but nothing felt more satisfying than driving herself to the company. No driver, no manager. She enjoyed those fleeting moments of “normality”.

“Hwangssabu-nim!”. She sprinted towards her dear personal trainer, like Jjangmae, he was family to Dara. Ssabu was YG’s cool, although strict, uncle.

“Dara-yah! What brings you here? Our workout session is tomorrow morning”. The trainer furrowed his bushy dark eyebrows in perplexity.

“Just here to deliver something!”. The girl announced, almost bouncing in place as her body couldn’t hide her excitement.

“Actually, I have a thing or two to give you, come to the gym when you have a minute”. A fatherly smile lightened Ssabu’s face.

“After you then Ssabu-nim, I’m not in a rush anyway”.

[…]

“I’ll be right back, just wait here, ok?”.

Dara nodded at Ssabu’s and then scanned the room on the look for a familiar face whom she could steal a couple of minutes for a harmless small talk.

“Dara-yah!”.

The woman turned around towards the male voice calling her name.

“Suwon-oppa! Annyeonghaseyo!”. She slightly bowed at the sight of her senior and friend.

He wiped the sweat off of his forehead with the help of the bright orange towel resting on his shoulder as he approached Dara.

“So... how did it go yesterday?”. Suwon asked, nudging her playfully.

Sandara slowly averted her eyes.

“T-that’s a long story actually...”.

“ What happened? Oh, and did Jiwon learn that… you really like him?”.

“I-I think I told him more than once”. She rubbed the side of her arm in shame.

“Yeah! Did the plan go smoothly then?”.

“W-what do you mean plan?”. Dara looked at her surroundings, just to make sure nobody was overhearing them.

“I told you he’ll loosen up after a drink or two so that he’ll stop pretending he’s cold”.

“Well-…I may have been the one who opened up too much while drunk...”.

“D-did you two already...?”. He covered his mouth in disbelief.

“Of course not oppa!”. Dara widened her eyes at her friend’s hasty conclusion.

“I mean, You know that I start blabbering when I’m drunk... I don’t even care at this point, I just want to apologize for what happened AFTER, with this soup” – Dara raised the packet she prepared with so much care.

“Oh this? He might need some right now. Good thing you have it, you now have an excuse to go talk to him”.

[…]

“Hyung!”.

Jaijin intercepted Jiwon before he could get to the elevator in the center of the hallway.

“Jaijin-ah, did you get a breath of fresh air too?”.

“Seoul’s air is polluted, that’s why I moved to Jeju Island. It’s not fresh here”.

“Forget it”. Jiwon scoffed, 22 years of friendship weren’t enough to get accustomed to Jaijin’s prickly personality. A no would’ve sufficed but then again, Jiwon was the ‘easily getting annoyed’ type.

“You smoked again, didn’t you hyung?”. Jaijin brought a hand to his nose, almost disgusted.

“Since when do you care about my health?”.

“Your health? No- I just can’t stand your stink when we’re closed in the recording studio for hours hyung”.

“Whatever Jaijin, what are you here for anyway?”.

“Your manager is looking for you, I was going to the 7th floor to speak with my in-law anyway so he asked me to look for you here”.

“See ya”.

[…]

Jiwon quietly made his way back to the recording studio, where Dohyun and the technician were probably waiting for him.

Jiyong sure distracted him for a couple of minutes but doubt flooded Jiwon’s thoughts once again.

“Did the plan go smoothly?”.

Jiwon pondered again whether the texting “accident” might have actually been a plan orchestrated by Suwon and Sandara.

“That traitor”.

He had no doubt Suwon was capable of betraying his own leader to help Dara. Jiwon was suddenly reminded of how suspicious Suwon was when talking to her right before their date. He was so startled when Jiwon suddenly approached the two of them in the middle of the conversation.

He leaned against the snack machine. He couldn’t put his mind at rest.

Everything that happened the night before was just a stupid set up. He unknowingly became a puppet, his personal life meddled with once again. As if people constantly remind him of his divorce weren’t enough.

20 years in the entertainment industry taught him how calculating and cunning people could be; using connections and power to get what they wanted was their daily business. No matter how Sandara seemed pure at heart, nothing actually stopped her from being the mastermind of such an idiotic plan. The sudden realization hit him like a train.

“Dara! Here you are again!”.

Suwon's voice felt particularly strident to Jiwon, still tucked away behind the snack machine.

“Hi oppa!”.

“Jiwon Hyung is coming here, Jaijin Hyung just told me”.

“Oh- perfect! I’ll finally be able to talk to him”.

Jiwon tightened his lips, annoyed at the excitement in Dara’s voice.

“Did you bring it? Perfect, wait for him in front of the recording room then”.

“Thank you for all your help Suwon Oppa…”.

“It’s a pleasure, I just want this to work”.

Jiwon scoffed at his bandmate’s words, that was too much.

It was time to confront them.

[…]

“Good morning oppa!”. She flashed her best smile; Dara felt pleased by the ease in which she finally addressed him as – Oppa - again.

“Hi, Sandara”. Jiwon forced himself to greet her, a dim expression taking over his face.

“I’m really sorry for whatever happened last night…”.

Jiwon rolled his eyes. He didn’t believe a word she was spouting.

“I t-thought you didn’t have time to have a proper breakfast this morning… because of me… I brought you some hangover soup”.

“Is that the soup?”. He glanced at the packed lunch she held close to her chest.

“Yes!”.

“Then keep it”. His gaze pierced right through her, freezing her in place.

“You know Sandara… I didn’t think you would do such things”. He continued.

“S-such things?...”.

“To do all of that, just to go out with me? That’s too much-”.

She lowered her gaze, incapable of defending herself. The disappointment in Jiwon’s voice was unbearable.

The door to the recording studio abruptly opened.

“What are you doing here? Come on Hyung, the technician is ready with your track”. Dohyun scolded Jiwon with a stern look.

“Have a nice day Sandara”.

He disappeared behind the glass door.

ps. I'm sorry for taking so long but this chapter was so hard to write, I want to move on to the next plot point of the fic asap.

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[yhwonjun]

✱ 》 crash course

{ ft. @yhyaeji }

fiercely independent and experienced outcast, chae wonjun is no stranger to looking out of place. but right now, he’s looking extra out of place, dressed in his usual, predominantly black garb in the middle of an island resort setting painted in vibrant hues of greens, blues, and sunshine. he pulls his bucket hat further down on his head, squinting slightly to see against the glare of his laptop screen. you’d think a typical visitor to jeju would be splashing in the waters or hitting the trails, but nope. here he is, huddled over his laptop and ever so slightly nodding his head along the beat of whatever is playing in his right ear.

he says right ear, because the left half of his airpods sits snugly in the left ear of his companion, someone who might just be even more out of place than he is. for someone born and raised on the hill, wonjun is awfully out of the loop; but he can’t even imagine how yaeji must feel right now. frankly, he doesn’t even understand why she’s here. he doesn’t mean this in a passive-aggressive way. he just knows that if he were her, he would be awfully more apprehensive about trapping himself on an island with the yangcheon breed of rich, twisted weirdos... himself included, he presumes.

“this?” he asks, before whimsically clicking on the next sound in the “tropical themed” sample pack he just got off the internet. “or this?” ‘bright’ and ‘tropical’ isn’t his usual vibe, but maybe all this sun was getting to his head because he can’t stop snickering like an idiot at some of these samples. “oh wait--” he suddenly interrupts, not so secretively directing his gaze towards the the recent group passing by their makeshift outpost. “that’s the couple i was telling you about earlier...” he trails off, moving on to play the next sound. “though on second thought, i think they might be siblings.” the lack of precision in his thoughts isn’t helped by the fact that he’s moved onto the drum line, sporadically tapping in a rhythm. this is all much harder to do without proper equipment. “fuck, forget it. i haven’t seen most of these kids in years. you probably know as much as i do.”

[hollo-cyptric]

Ok so you reblogged those icons of Wonhyuk from E'last and i dont know them other than the stuff you post, but goddamn Wonhyuk is GORGOUES and i now have the urge to use him as an fc for an oc except i cant find any gif icons of him,, oh well tho i found random gifs that could work lmao sooo it might happen 👀

do Not let me start talking about how GORGEOUS all of them are like I'm so GAY for them skgjslgk but yea i think- since they're not even a month old they don't have any resources, I hope they'll have more in the future :(

also I know an account, it's @fakyrph (sorry if you don't wanna be tagged-) and she makes gif icons, I think u can request like 75 of them and she's so great at it- ngl I asked for a Wonjun pack bc I just NEED to use him but I can't make the icons myself :( idk how her list is so you could try and ask! (again mo I'm sOrry if you already have a lot to do I just LOVE ur stuff so I must recomend skghskg)

Or we could always just use static icons but I dont think it has the same vibe y'know?? I should learn how to make those awn-

[kyungsoomint]

With You (PART 3)

Member: Do Kyungsoo (도경수)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 807

Summary: (Y/N) - a very dedicated marketing general manager working hard through her dream.

Do Kyungsoo - a celebrity with his name shines throughout South Korea with multitalents.

When the ordinary meets the star, what will happen?

Notes: Week one in uni has been crazy, let’s see how the future goes... and here is the third part of With You, enjoy! :)

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | ongoing

Weeks passed by as your team approach the finalization week and the shooting itself scheduled a week after the finalization. The last meeting was rescheduled to the evening as your team was preparing everything and as the leader of the team, the commercial with Kyungsoo wasn’t the only project you had so your workload has been crazy too, “I think this all should be good” Kyungsoo’s eyes were fixed into the papers given by you. “Perfect, then we can shoot next week without any problem” you clapped your hands together with cheerful tone on your words, thinking this project will come out great. Kyungsoo managed to give you a smile in which you found amusing to notice his heart-shaped lips. “Should we have a team dinner? My treat, you all have worked so hard for the past few weeks” Kyungsoo said, making everyone turned their heads into you, waiting for your reply as the decision maker. “Well,” you glanced at everyone’s pouting face “There is no way to say no, I guess?” you said nervously, biting your bottom lip unconsciously. Everyone couldn’t hide their amusement, as they started to pack their belongings hurriedly. It was a bbq restaurant near the office but with a special room given, it seemed like Kyungsoo has booked it previously. There were plates of beef, samgyeopsal, and sojus in the table, everyone was laughing even at a none funny joke. “And then, he hit the glass door. Oh my god, you should have seen his face, never thought I’d be so happy to break up with him!” Soomi said while drinking her eight shot of soju. “Of course, of course, our leader here, (Y/N) sunbae-nim, should get a man better than him too, I don’t even remember the last time you were in a relationship” you were surprised while Soomin threw her hand into your shoulder, knowing how drunk she’s. You were very embarrassed as Kyungsoo sat in front of you, giving you a smile. You tried to shake your thoughts off by drinking even more soju. Your head started to feel dizzy as you entered the third bottle “Yah, (Y/N) don’t drink too much. You are going to pass out if you do so.” Wonjun tried to take away the bottle from you. You instantly made the bottle closer into you, making a pout. He sighed and as minutes passed, his words started to come alive. You placed your head against the table, feeling extremely dizzy. “(Y/N)” Kyungsoo tried to call your name and you gave him no response so he pocked your shoulder, you instantly shot your face up giving him the biggest grin he’d ever seen followed by a hiccup and passed out again. “(Y/N) has zoned out, should we take her home? Poor baby” Yoora said as she was gently patting your head. “I can do it. You guys can go home without any worries” Kyungsoo said, making everyone came back to their senses after drinking so much. “I know her address, it’s ok” he gave assurance to everyone, as they nodded at him and helped Kyungsoo to take you into his passenger seat. “Thank you so much for taking care of our team manager, Kyungsoo-ssi” Hageun, the intern said to Kyungsoo. “My pleasure,” Kyungsoo said and he started the engine. The car ride started so quite only then you started saying random stuff, it happened when you’re extremely tired. “Yah, give me back my samgyeopsal, I’m so hungry” you murmured at your sleep, making Kyungsoo chuckled at your funny reaction. Kyungsoo was driving straight into your apartment and parked near the elevator. He knew something was off as he unbuckled his seat belt, as he knew your apartment’s number but not your passcode. He tried to wake you up in the nicest way, but you didn’t even flinch, he also checked if you’re breathing or not. He was debating whether he should bring you into his apartment or not, but since he had no choice, he drove off into his apartment. As he arrived there, he was glancing around making sure that no one’s watching him bringing you into the elevator. He unlocked his apartment and placed you in the master bedroom and he would stay on the guest bedroom, he placed you slowly over the bed, taking your shoes off and pull the blanket to cover your body. 
“Hmm, since when my bed is this comfy?” you said with a smile spread through your face. You blinked slowly and sat up with alcohol still rushing within your bloodstream, “Thank you” you kissed his cheek and went back into the bed.

Kyungsoo didn’t even move for probably 2 minutes just to process everything off, he stood up as he looked at you with a smile and turned off the lights.

“Good night, beautiful” he closed the door.

A/N: Is it getting hot here? or is it just me? Looking forward to see what happens next though! :))

[bbuchuu]

choi in layouts . . . ₍˄.  ̫.˄₎

[yhwonjun]

–⤬ tempo

{ feat. @yhhyuntae }

working on music makes wonjun feel eerily vulnerable. while the studio for him is certainly a safe haven of one sort, it’s also a chopping board, where he feels himself constantly being put on the line. it’s a perpetual struggle, to be raw and frank with himself, drawing that out, and then translating it into the language of music, all while doing justice to the original essence and making it something others might want to listen to as well. results wise, it’s more often failure than it is success, at least by his own peculiar standards. it’s why he’s so fussy about whom he lets glean into and contribute to his artistic process, and whom he shares his works-in-progress with before the polished, end results see the light of the world.

so when he invites someone into the studio, it’s a rather big step of trust – something he now supposes he holds for kwon hyuntae. wonjun remembers it clear as day, the first time they ‘met’ online. a random message out of the blue, someone claiming to be hyuntae -- no scratch that, chelmico’s BYE✩L. wonjun isn’t that distrusting, but when someone claims to be part of the world’s biggest boy band on a platform like soundcloud without irrefutable proof, you call bs and move on... but also, you can’t just turn a complete blind eye, because... what if it’s true? ugh wonjun swears he doesn’t even like idol music, doubts they even produce for themselves without their agency holding their hand. but he supposes he’d let this main rapper dude have his one fair chance -- if he’s even real, that is.

well, he is real. and their first awkward exchange becomes a lengthy chain of random song recs and self-produced snippets sent back-and-forth – all of which culminates in these impromptu in-person studio sessions. whenever hyuntae can even catch a break in his jam-packed schedule, that is. wonjun mindlessly swivels in slow circles on his chair, hands bracing the back of his neck as he listens to the latest loop playing over the speakers. “honestly? not bad,” he says, leaking into a teasing grin at the end of his statement. he quits spinning around at last, angles himself to face hyuntae. “what’s it for though? you finally going to get yourself an album or nah?”

[kyungsoomint]

With You (PART 2)

Member: Do Kyungsoo (도경수)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,045

Summary: (Y/N) - a very dedicated marketing general manager working hard through her dream.

Do Kyungsoo - a celebrity with his name shines throughout South Korea with multitalents.

When the ordinary meets the star, what will happen?

Notes: New chapter is up! I hope everyone likes the plot and stuffs. Thank you for reading and sorry of any mistakes made!

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | ongoing

You threw yourself into the bed and groaned, you didn’t feel like getting up, it was around 9 pm when you arrived home. Your phone buzzed, you took a look, “Hello, it’s me Kyungsoo, this is my phone number” it was a text message. Your eyebrow raised slightly, it’s a very rare occasion for someone to use text message rather than any other messaging application. You saved his phone number thinking how will the project work out. “Noted. Thanks” you replied to him. You threw your phone into your side and took a warm shower that night. Friday finally came up, your team meeting was scheduled at 9 am. The rain was heavily pouring that morning, making you the only person in the meeting room. The door was opened only to reveal Kyungsoo in a denim jacket with matching jeans. “Good morning, (Y/N)-ssi” he greeted you first. “Good morning, please just (Y/N) it’s fine” you didn’t like any barrier in between people you worked with unless it’s your boss. “So I have some suggestions about the draft” he started to mention about which beach is better for the shoot, the lesser tourists it has the better, thinking about the crowd he might gather and also to make the shoot smoother. You were pretty much convinced of most of his ideas, you slightly argued with him sometimes, but he made everything so calm and peaceful. “Oh my god, We are so sorry. The subway electricity went down because of the heavy rain” every single one of your team came at the same time. “At that moment, I thought I was going to be fired. And then I met everyone downstairs, soaking wet” Hageun, the intern said. “You know (Y/N) is very kind and forgivable. Right (Y/N)?” Wonjun pouted at you. “Ah, Kyungsoo-ssi. Good morning we are very sorry” everyone bowed down instinctively at Kyungsoo. “It’s ok. The rain is pouring hard anyway. We haven’t talked much so let’s start again, shall we?” He flashed a smile at your team. ”Wah. I really wish I have a car today first time in forever” Soomi said. ”You should have asked me to pick up all of you. I can do that you know” you shrugged and giving them a playful smile. ”Ohh the best team leader” Wonjung teased you. The meeting went mostly great, it lasted for another hour. The only thing that caught your eyes for a few times was how many times Kyungsoo’s eyes met yours. You were relieved that the first meeting is over. ”I think he is nicer than any other celebrity we have worked with before. Don’t you think so (Y/N)?” Soomi said while walking back into the office. ”I think so too. He is very good with words though we need to stay alert. We still don’t know him entirely” you sounded rather more suspicious than excited about him. ”Is it because he was continuously looking at you?” Yoora said while poking your arms with a teasing smile crossed her face. You narrowed your eyes ”are you trying to miss the bbq party, Yoora?” She gave you a nervous laugh ”I’m just kidding. I love you so much you know that?” she started hugging you. ”I love you more. Let’s continue our work, shall we?” As you all walked in into your workspace. Everything was nice until one day your mother came to your apartment early in the morning to borrow your car. You let her be since she was going to visit some relatives she hasn’t seen for years, so you took the subway that day. The meeting was scheduled around 4 pm since Kyungsoo’s schedule was very tight on that day. It was focused on social media’s placement and search engine optimization. The heavy rain started to pour that evening, harder than usual. ”We will take a leave now!” Wonjun and Yoora said cheerfully. ”Ah, we also have a family gathering. I just remembered right, Hageun?” Soomi said nudging at Hageun who’s her cousin. ”Oh my God! Isn’t it like 30 more minutes? We have to hurry!” Hageun started to panic as usual. ”Are you both siblings?” Kyungsoo suddenly asked. ”Ah, she is my cousin, the noisy one,” Hageun said casually, making Soomi pinched him and he mouthed ow. ”We’ll leave now too,” Soomi said, practically dragging Hageun away. You waved them goodbye. ”Aren’t you going to leave too?” you said while packing your belonging. ”I’m fine. We can leave together” his words weirdly brought you a shock. ”I mean like downstairs, elevator?” he rubbed his back head. You nodded at him and headed into the elevator together. He pressed B1 and you pressed ground floor. ”You always bring a car, don’t you?” Kyungsoo suddenly asked and you were questioning how can he knows that. ”Oh, I heard from the meeting a couple of weeks ago?” you were sure at that moment he could hear your brain speaking so loud. ”I do, but this morning my mom borrowed my car so I took subway here this morning” you answered. ”I can drop you off” simple words, yet made you so surprised that you couldn’t hide it. ”It’s still heavily pouring outside” he made an unnecessary explanation that you already knew which brought yourself to let a small giggle. ”I’ll take that as a yes” he smiled at you and you nodded back at him. You walked into his car silently, ”You aren’t usually this quiet?” he asked and made you turn around to face him. ”Maybe I really don’t know anything about you much so I don’t know what to say,” you said bluntly. ”Does that mean we have to know each other better?” he raised his left eyebrow at you, you realized that your words came out wrong. ”OH! I didn’t mean that! I mean like uh-” you tried to come up with a better word. ”That’s okay. I’d like to know you better too” he said while starting the engine, making you cough in surprise. you talked with him the entire car ride, he had very wide knowledge in almost everything making you laugh a few times. That night after he dropped you off, many things wondered around your head. Your work, your weekend list, but mostly him. A/N: I’m trying to keep everything at a normal pace as possible. Fun fact, since I’m majoring in economics, I did get learn some marketing stuff for one semester!