This was my show and let me tell you it was everything I wanted it to be and more. A few ramblings so I don’t forget this feeling later.
Harry is just pure joy on stage, he owns that stage. There isn’t one second he’s up there that you don’t feel it in your bones how much he LOVES it and the crowd gives it right back to him in spades. It’s one big love fest with Harry Styles as the master of ceremonies.
When I first heard the tour set I was surprised he started with ESNY but it’s actually a perfect song to start with, the repeating chorus and echo back from the crowd is a cool way to start off.
FTDT, MMITH and SOTT were just as magical as I hoped they would be and his voice is beautiful live. Carolina and Only Angel were very fun live and he was having a ball singing them.
He goes absolutely CRAZY on Kiwi (which we got twice)….and I’m into it. I’m so glad it is a single and I hope it catches on because there is nothing better than 3000 people screaming I’M HAVING YOUR BABY together at the top of their lungs.
Just a little bit of my heart and Stockholm Syndrome should have always been Harry songs, his arrangements of both are fantastic.
No matter how much they try to act cool about it, everyone is WMYB trash when that first chorus kicks in.
The crowd heckling was hilarious, he’s such a goofball and I love him dearly. The girl with the tiara and the sash totally got called out lol.
His band are all MONSTERS! They are all so talented in their own right and they gel so well as a band and with Harry, it’s really hard to even believe they have only been playing together for a relatively short time. Sarah can kill me with those drum sticks any time.
THE HARMONIES - enough said
Amazing night all around. Most concerts are usually a lot of fun but it’s not always true that you leave one feeling so full of love and joy and just pure contentment. I felt lucky to be one of the 3000 people in that room watching Harry be the star he was born to be and feeling all the love he was giving back to every single one of us.
I hope Jimin is currently resting with a huge smile on his face and will continue on feeling so confident and proud of himself now because he did such a splendid job on that trailer, not only that he was serving looks - which is undeniably perfect fyi - but he is also showing everyone his pure talent. His voice is just so beautiful and perfect he did a great job and he is such a talented singer I just want him to know that.
“jagi… dancing and me? really? do you not remember that I’m worst than rap monster?”
You stifled a giggled, and he moved your foot slightly, and your body flowed way better.
“Baby I did it!” you yelled. You did it again, and again it came out perfectly. You kissed him as a way to show your gratitude, and he smiled.
“maybe I’m not as bad as Rap monster.” he hummed.
“Okay, I give up.” he huffed. You sighed in frustration. Hobi wasn’t able to help you, so you had to depend on your boyfriend, yoongi. He literally tried once, and gave up, simply so he could lay down. An idea sprang into your head.
“babyyy” you said seductively, climbing onto his lap. He looked up at you, suddenly curious in what you had to say.
“the sooner I get this down, the sooner we can get home, and I can show you how grateful I am for your help” you said. You felt his member harden, and he smirked.
“let’s get started then” he said.
“And one two, three four” your boyfriend said. The only noises you heard were your shoes, and his directing. You messed up, moving your arm in the wrong direction for the ninth time.
“No baby.. like this..” he said, moving closer behind you, and guiding your hand. When he let go, you tried again, and did it perfectly.
“there you go.” he said. You smiled, feeling accomplished.
“Thank you.” you said, softly kissing him.
He watched helplessly as you struggled to get a move down, then, an idea came to him.
“Why don;t you act like you’re teaching me?” he asked.
“I guess.” you said, desperate to master it. You tried teaching him, and did it perfectly.
“Thank you Joooon” you squealed, kissing him
Jimin wouldn’t give up. He knew how bad you wanted your solo to be perfected.
“Jimin I’m tired” You whined. He knew this was your way of giving up. But he knew you would stress, which he hated.
“One more time… try moving right, instead of left” he said. You sighed, starting again and doing what he said, perfecting the move. Your jaw dropped. You did it once more just to be sure. Perfect again.
“Goodness I love you” you said, kissing him.
You were exhausted. Starving. But determined.
“One more time. Move left right, right left” V said. You nodded, repeating your boyfriends directions in your head over and over again. You kept forgetting it. You did it, perfectly performing the move. Through the whole song, you did it perfect, simply because you listened.
“I deserve a kiss” he sang. You gladly gave him one.
“I’m over it” you huffed. Jungkook was trying to teach you the dance to fire, but you couldn’t perfect the move Jimin does with his head, arms and feet all at once.
“okay, ready. One. two.. three.. four” he said, showing you once more. You slowly followed him, picking it up, eventually mastering it.
“That’s my jagiii. now lets go get food” he said. You happily followed him.
I love Little Mix, they’re amazing, so I’m excited to write about this song. I also listened to this song on end when my emotions were a bit crazy because of my feelings. lol fun times. ANYWAY! Thanks for the request and if you have a request I’ve yet to answer, please be patient - I often have to listen to the song on repeat for ages to write. Enjoy!
He stood in front of the mirror and styled his dirty blonde hair to imperfect perfection before picking up his aftershave and spraying it. He was dressed to the nines, ready to embark on yet another date this week as I sat on the sofa in my PJs ready for yet another night in. It’s been like this almost every night for I don’t know how long. Michael enjoyed his time out on the dating scene, while I just stood in the sidelines and watched as girls were brought back to our apartment after he had wooed them on their date, ready to give them a night of euphoric satisfaction. And I hated it.
Michael was my best friend. We were like two peas in a pod. Except this pea is totally and utterly besotted by the Sydney born. It shouldn’t be this way. It should never have happened. But I did the thing. The thing where you accidentally fall for your best friend. I hated it. It was pure emotional torture. I daren’t tell him how I felt. No way, no how. We’ve been too close for too long and it’d be weird for him, I just know it. Welcome to the friendzone- population: me.
He was quite the ladies man. He’d take them on the most breathtaking dates, it was truly amazing. It really had me jealous.
I snapped out of my daydream that I had drifted into after studying his beautiful facial features from his reflection in the mirror.
“I’m hoping to get home by midnight, can you make sure you’re in your room by then? I don’t want things to be awkward.”
I grunted a reply.
There was a stab in my heart. Here we go again. Another night where I had to make myself scarce for Mr Loverboy to be able to satisfy his needs once more. It had become such a regular thing and every occurrence broke me just that little bit more.
“Also, I know you’re ordering takeout again, but can you make sure you clear it before you go? I don’t want the place looking a mess when I’m tryna impress,” he wiggled his eyebrows.
That came out a little harsher than usual.
“Whoa, someone’s on their period.”
“What did you just say?”
“I said ‘someone’s on their period.’ Jeez, Y/N, don’t take it out on me.”
“Don’t blame shit on me being a woman, Michael, that’s so fucking sexist,” I snarled.
“What is your problem?” He asked in a harsh turn as he spun around to face me, while fixing his collar.
“Nothing.” I mumbled. I had to bite my tongue and stop in my tracks.
“Well you’re acting like something is up, so out with it, already, I need to leave in 10.” He checked his watch to ensure he was running on time.
“I’m just sick of this,” I huffed.
He walked towards me, his expression questioning what I’d just stated, egging me to elaborate.
“I’m sick of having to adjust my living arrangements to suit your love life.”
There was a pressure of emotions building up inside me, ready to hit the brim. It has been too long and I don’t know how much longer I can keep my little secret to myself.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I had no idea my life got in the way of yours so much,” he spat with sarcasm. “You know I’d do the same if you could be bothered to go out and find someone.”
“Are you insinuating I’m too lazy to go get myself a fuck buddy?” I scoffed.
“Hey, you know full well she is not just a fuck buddy, Y/N.”
“Maybe she isn’t, but are we going to talk about the previous girls? Like Cait or Emma? How about Whitney or Zoe? Huh? How about them? Because I’ve not heard those names since they left your bedroom.”
“At least I can get some.”
My heart stopped as eyes met with his, hurt glazing over them.
“Are you… are you saying that I’m not good enough for anyone?”
The anger fell from his face. He knew what he had done.
“No…no, Y/N. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that…”
His hand reached to the back of his head as he rubbed it as he tried to think through what he had just said.
“Yeah, well you’re probably right,” I bitterly laughed. “Nobody would want me.”
I brought my legs to my chest as I thought about the truth that Michael so evidently gave me.
“I mean, come on, not even you would touch me with a fucking barge pole.”
“I didn’t say-”
“And you’ve had some pretty cheap thrills, easy to please so you benefit with pleasure.”
The irritance filled his face once more.
“That was out of order, Y/N, and you know it!”
The anger began to build up in his eyes, turning a darker shade of green, pissed at the insults I was spitting. I hated this. I hated us fighting. Because all I wanted to do was scream to the Gods above about how I felt.
“Really? Was it really? I mean after all, you always think with your penis and you never even consider me!”
“You know what? I don’t fucking need this.”
He began to storm out of the door but halted before kicking over the hall stand in anger, a crash and thud echoing in wake of his action.
“You are so infuriating sometimes, Y/N,” he called out with frustration. As much as he wanted to leave and get to his date, he and I both knew he couldn’t just end it on an argument.
“Yeah, well get fucking used to it, bestie.”
I picked up the bottle of bud on the table and began to harshly chug it back. I needed to forget this stupid fucking fight. All because I can’t control my emotions.
He entered the room once more at a forceful pace. His hair was now a tangled mess from the amount of times he played with it in frustration.
“What the fuck is your problem?” He spat once more.
“YOU. Alright? You are my fucking problem, Michael. You are.”
He looked at me, taken back by my comments. Never had we been so harsh towards one another. Tears began to brim in my eyes as I rapidly blinked them back.
“I’m so fucking sick of you. Sick to my teeth. Because every night I have to deal with you coming back with some bitch draped on your arm. You’re drunk and giggling this stupid laugh and then head to your room so you can fuck her loud enough that the neighbours clearly knows which one of us is getting laid. I have to sit back and watch you get ready to go out, I have to spend my nights alone with alcohol and the TV to keep me company because that’s all I have. That’s the pinnacle of my wild nights out. And then the crescendo of it all is getting to block out your loud sexual activities as I cry myself to sleep. Yeah, every Goddamn night I fall asleep with my eyes stinging with tears because this is what my life has come to. Living with my best friend except not living, just simply existing in his bachelor pad because he’s out on the game consistently. And because my heart fucking hates me. Because I’m in love with my best friend and have been for so long but didn’t do anything about it so now I’m forever in the prison sentence that is the friendship zone because someone like you will never look at someone like me. And I know I’ve done the damage now. So go, go on your stupid date and I’ll be sure to be out of the way, probably already asleep after packing because I can’t take this anymore, Michael! I can’t do it.” I screamed out so much that my voice began to break.
Michael’s was shellshocked. Hell, so was I.
“You… you what?”
“Can’t you fucking hear? Or did the screams of the girls deafen you? I love you,” I choked out before getting up and heading out of the room.
A strong hand gripped my wrist and tugged me back, almost causing me to fall backwards.
“No. No, Y/N. You don’t drop a bombshell like that and leave,” Michael shook his head furiously.
And there it goes; our five years of friendship swimming down the drain.
“Why? It’s not like there’s anything else to it, is there?” I scoffed. “You’ve made it clear that you are happy in your current lifestyle. So let’s just save it and not cause anymore damage.” Tears were threatening to overflow.
“You can’t just come out randomly after five years, after all this time, after I’m finally getting somewhere with someone and proclaim your love, Y/N. This isn’t fair.”
“Love never was a fair game…” I muttered under my breath.
He began to pace back and forth, hands tugging at his bleached locks.
“I need some time. I need time,” was all he could manage.
“What, to go ahead on your date?” I rolled my eyes as tears began to threaten to spill over.
“I need some time alone.”
He headed out the door with a slam following close behind. Silence fell in his place. Everything I once knew had been changed for good.
Yoongi and you had been friends for a long time
now. You couldn’t remember since when, but it felt like he always had been
there, and even if his idol job took him away more than once a month, it felt
like he never was even gone. You were always texting, always calling each
other, always talking. There was a strong and visible link between the two of
you. A link neither of you thought would be destroyed. Even when Yoongi found a
girlfriend, this link kept going, stronger even; you didn’t really like his
girlfriend, she was typically what you hated in people a capricious bitch.
Yoongi never reproached it to you, not once, you knew he enjoyed to be able to
be mean at her with you, and you knew he loved how you gave him advice to calm
her down when she was frustrated because they didn’t saw each other enough, or
when, just like today, Yoongi had forgotten about their monthversary.
This fight they had over this was one of your
best memory. This was the day, you and Yoongi had sex for the first time. Sex,
wasn’t defining it perfectly – you had had sex before, but never this good,
never this strong with your feelings. You could only remember the feeling of
being complete once he penetrated you, how full you were, how he smiled at you
telling you he felt exactly the same in the crook of your neck. You remember
how you rode him, slowly, as he asked, to have a better look and caress your
skin better. His semi open eyes, moist skin, half opened mouth, his moves, his
tongue… Everything from A to Z had been perfect, as if it was measured. You
remember losing yourself and whispering how much you loved him, and how he
answered by the same words, you two repeating it as if it was a song. A
beautiful song made of moans, whispers and flesh sounds.
This night had been perfect. The morning after
had been a real mess. You two had lied in the bed, staring at the ceiling
silently, not talking until Yoongi had to leave. He had left telling you he needed
to sort his feelings out. Because “I feel two different things for Sunah and
you, I need time to understand which one is love and which one is desire” as he
said. You never had heard him speak this
wisely to anyone, and it had made your heart flutter. When he was fully
dressed, he came back to the bed where you were sitting, silently observing him
as he bent, and his words “I would like to kiss you, but I don’t want to give
you any illusion…” his lips reached your forehead and he left a long peck on
your skin, making you shiver. You had taken his hand, taking it to your cheek
and kissing it as if it was the last time you were seeing him. Inside, you were
convinced he’d never come back.
And for a long time, you two didn’t talk. You
had received news of Namjoon, because he was your bother’s best friend but
nothing about Yoongi. Three weeks had fly by and you found yourself missing him
more and more. Until you sent him a text, asking him if he had come to a
decision. His answered had you cry for a whole night “I dumped Sunah, but
please I need more time” after this, you had decided to forget about it, and
tried really hard to keep your mind busy on your studies, it wasn’t this hard
since your finals were coming and you had skipped a lot of class. Two weeks and
six finals later, you couldn’t stop thinking about him, but deleted his
contact, and even if you had aced your finals, your heart was still empty.
Those weeks, you had felt lonely and depressed
as never. But anger soon replaced despair and you had almost reach the moment
when you hated him enough to overcome your sadness, until he texted you one
night as you tried to cook a Bourguignon beef: “I know I haven’t been the best friend of the year, but I came up with
a decision, finally. I want to try… Because I don’t love you as deeply as I can
love, but I feel like I can love you deeper than I ever loved. So, if you’re
still agreeing, if you don’t hate me, if you don’t want me to die the moment
you read those lines, open your door I’m right in front of it. If you decided
otherwise, I’ll understand, it’s a bit late for me to react… And I can’t force
you to face me if it hurts you too much. I’ll wait as long as needed.”
Your breath was stuck deep in your throat after
this, as if a nail was crossing your lungs. Your shoulders stucked by the
weight of the decision you had to take. Your hands were shaking on your phone
as you tried to come up with something to say, but you only wanted to cry. Bit
by bit, anger disappeared and you realized you couldn’t unlove him. A shy smile
appeared on your lips, and you typed a simple “it’s open dummy…” . You listened carefully, waiting for the usual
sound of the door opening, your heart and brain keeping silent as you listened quietly.
When his hand fell on the handle, Yoongi took a
deep breath. He pushed the door lightly, only to find your empty corridor in
the dark. His left hand looked for the switch, when he turned the lights on, he
found you on the other side of the corridor. He froze and bit his lip taking
some time to evaluate your attitude: you were holding a long knife and your
cellphone, wearing dirty sweatpants and some loose shirt, your eyes, nose and
cheeks were red making it obvious that you just cried a bit. For a while none
of you moved, the door closing in a loud bang behind him.
He was standing, his phone in hand, a long
scarf around his lower face. He slowly took it off, unveiling his nose,
reddened by the cold. He sighed a bit and looked at your left hand. You
realized you were still holding your knife and you smiled looking at it,
putting it on the table to your left he sighed.
“I’m not going to kill you,” you muttered in a raspy
voice, smiling shyly, he snorted and shook his head feeling relieve. “yet…” You
took a few step closers to him as he put his cellphone in his beige coat’s
“That’s the worst thing to say to someone who
did something wrong and feel bad about it, you know?” you nodded when he came
closer, stopping a few centimeters away from you. “So…” his cold hand landed on
your cheek, taking the tear away. “I’m really sorry… I didn’t want to make you
“Oh…” you laugh and shook your head “Onions! I
was cooking some French thing…”
“Okay…” he silenced himself and looked at you
in the eyes. “It’s awkward, no?”
“A bit…” you whispered, you smiled and your
hands went to his wool coat, slowly taking it off his shoulders, forcing you to
close the space between the two of you, you felt his hot breath on your
forehead and looked down as he took his arms off the coat slowly.
“Thanks…” you felt your cheeks going pinker and
nodded, avoiding his look as you took a step back, before you had time to turn
away and invite him in he grabbed your forearm and brought you to him, crashing
his lips on yours, your teeth clashing as you tried to kiss, you withdraw
laughing. “Okay, worst kiss attempt ever…”
“Kinda…” you smiled and when he bent slowly you
felt all the tension relieving.
“This one will be better…” he murmured.
His cold lips brushed yours before he pushed a
bit more when you opened your mouth, grabbing your face in his hands he pushed
you, making the two of you miss the step behind and fall on the cold entry
floor. He laughed and pecked your lips as you gasped.
“I think it’s a curse…” you struggled to say
between hiccups, he nodded and kissed you tenderly his hand falling on your
“A curse that forces me to lay on you, is more
of a blessing…”
You agreed silently, hugging him as you two kissed
once again. You could smell the onions burning in the kitchen, and soon forget
about it as he dragged his hand to you neck, his lips following his hand’s
lead. You smiled as you thought about this curse, while his cold hands caressed
your belly from under your dirty shirt, golden maroon hair lock falling on his
eyes as he kept on kissing your burning skin.
“The perfect curse…” you moaned as he took your
shirt off, kissing your braless breast.
The best thing about your hometown: / 고향에 대해 제일 좋은 점:
The best thing about my hometown is that there’s plenty of good food to try and beautiful beaches to visit! / 고향에 대해 제일 좋은 점은 많은 맛집으로 갈수가 있고 아름다운 바다로 놀러 갈수있는게 제일 좋은 점이라고 생각해요!
Let’s talk about your favorites:
Food : Salmon sushi
Drink : Water, soy milk, milk, coffee
Things to do when you’re not modeling: Go shopping, resting at home, meeting friends, learning/studying something new
Movie : Ode To My Father
Singer : Currently my favorite singer is Crush (크러쉬)
Weather : Sunny
Place you would like to visit / 가보고 싶은 곳:
I would like to go visit London! / 런던 여행 가보고 싶어요!
What song do you have on repeat at the moment? / 요즘 자주 듣는 음악은 뭔가요?
Currently I’ve been listening to Eddy Kim’s My Lips Warm Like Coffee for some reason. I don’t know. The soothing voices of Eddy Kim and Lee Sung Kyung won me over. Afterwards, I go to Crush’s playlist because his voice makes my heart warm too haha! / 요즘은 에디킴의 ‘내 입술 따뜻한 커피처럼’을 자주 듣는 것 같아요. 목소리가 너무 부드러워서 듣기에 좋네요. 다 듣고나서 크러쉬 플레이리스트를 들어요. 크러쉬 목소리도 너무 좋아서.
Describe your idea of a perfect day: / 당신의 이상적인 하루를 설명해보세요.
My idea of a perfect day is when I wake up early, be productive by going to all my castings, meetings, booked jobs, and what not, then eat my soul out to some delicious meal with family/friends, and finish the day by relaxing at home. I’m too basic sometimes. / 일찍 일어나서 열심히 캐스팅, 미팅, 뭐든 일을 잘 한다음에 맛있는 음식을 가족/친구랑 먹고 마무리로 집에서 쉬는게 내 이상적인 하루입니다.
What’s your coffee order? / 커피는 주로 무엇을 마시나요?
Depends on my mood but it’s usually a Caramel Macchiato since the sweetness and bitterness goes well together. Other times it’ll be a basic Americano. / 달달하면서 쓴맛이 잘 어울리는 카라멜 마끼아또! 아니면 그냥 간단한 아메리카노를 주로 마셔요.
What have you got far too many of? / 너무 많이 가지고 있는 한가지를 말해보세요.
I have far too many clothes. / 옷을 너무 많이 가지고있어요.
What are the things you always bring when you’re going out? / 나갈때 항상 가지고가는 것은 무엇인가요?
I usually take my wallet, phone, phone charger, and some sort of makeup- depending on the day. / 나갈때 항상 가지고가는 물건들은 내 지갑, 핸드폰, 핸드폰 충전기, 그리고 화장품을 가지고 나가요.
Describe your personal style in 3 words./ 당신의 스타일을 세가지 단어로 설명해보세요.
Classic, trendy, chic. / 클래식, 트렌디, 씨크.
What’s 1 item in your closet you would never throw away? / 당신의 옷장에 있는 것중에 꼭 못 버리는 한가지는 무엇인가요?
I would never throw away my jacket by Calvin Klein only because it goes well with all my outfits and keeps me super warm. / 내 Calvin Klein 자켓이 뭐든 옷이랑 잘 어울리고 따뜻하게 해줘서 못 버리겠어요.
One piece of clothing you’d love to own? / 소장하고 싶은 한가지의 옷은?
I would love to own any piece from the Alexander Wang’s 2017 Spring collection. / Alexander Wang 2017 봄 컬렉션에 있는 아무 옷을 소장 하고 싶어요.
What keeps you up at night? / 밤에 잠을 못 자게 하는것들 뭐가있나요?
Countless thoughts, prayers, caffeine (if I had any that day) usually keeps me up at night. / 많은 생각과 기도와 그날에 커피를 마셨으면 그게 보통 못 자게 하는것들 입니다.
What is the last thing you googled (search on the internet)? / 마지막으로 검색해본것은 무엇인가요?
Coffee! / 커피!
If you had a super power, what would it be? / 초능력이 있다면 어떤 초능력을 가지고 싶으세요?
Changing people’s minds. If I had a super power to do that, that would be rad! / 사람 생각을 바꿀 수 있는 초능력이요!
How do you stay fit? / 몸매 관리는 어떻게 하세요?
I drink a smoothie as my breakfast almost every morning, watch my calorie intakes for every meal, and exercise/work out whenever I have the time to. / 거의 매일 아침에는 스무디를 마시고, 먹는 칼로리를 잘 보면서 시간 날때는 운동 합니다.
What is your beauty secret?/ 당신의 미모 비법은 무엇인가요?
Hydrating my face with a nice moisturizer and drinking lots of water is key. / 좋은 모이스처라이저를 쓰고 물을 많이 마시는게 제 미모 비법입니다.
What’s one subject you could talk about for at least 10 minutes? / 당신이 10분동안 얘기할 수 있는 주제는 뭔가요?
I guess I could talk about the modeling field for atleast 10 minutes or so because it ranges from models to beauty to fashion, photography, production, etc. / 모델 일이나 관련된 분야에 대해 얘기 할 수 있을 것 같아요. 왜냐하면 모델, 뷰티, 패션, 사진, 등이 모두 관련 되있기 때문입니다.
What were you like as a child? / 어릴때 어떤 아이였나요?
I was extremely outgoing and liked to explore everywhere on my own. / 어릴떄 굉장히 활발했습니다.
What is the best advice that you have ever received? / 당신이 받았던 최고의 조언은 무엇이었나요?
To do the best that I can in all that I pursue without regrets. / 모든일에 후회없이 최선을 다 하라는 것이에요.
Are there any models in the industry that you look up to? / 존경하는 모델분들이 있으시나요?
How did you start modeling? Was modeling something that you always wanted to do? / 어떻게 모델 일을 시작했나요? 모델 일은 원래 하고 싶은 일이었나요?
I was always interested in the fashion industry since I was young and it naturally led me to the my modeling career. I started modeling by randomly being on the cover of a Korean magazine in America. Since then, I’ve been receiving many good feedbacks and launched from there! / 저는 어릴때부터 원래 패션 쪽에 관심이 많아서 자연스럽게 모델 일을 하게 되었습니다. 시작하게 된 계기를 딱히 꼽자면 미국에 있는 한국 잡지에 표지 모델로 나오면서부터 많은 관심과 좋은 피드백을 받아서 시작하게 되었어요.
What would you do if you were not a model? / 모델이 되지 않았다면 무엇을 했을것 같아요?
If I was not a model, I would probably continue to study law to become a lawyer. / 모델이 되지 않았다면 아마 법 공부를 해서 변호사가 되었을 것 같아요.
What has been your favorite job so far?/ 지금까지 해온 촬영들중에 어느게 제일 좋았나요?
I enjoy all the jobs I do, but opening, closing, and walking for four different shows in one day has been my cherry on top so far. / 모든 일이 즐겁지만, 제일 좋았던 경험은 하루에 네가지 쇼에서 오프닝, 클로징, 그리고 워킹을 했던 것입니다.
What is your dream modeling job? / 당신의 꿈의 모델 일은 무었인가요?
To walk for Chanel is my dream modeling job. / 샤넬 쇼에서 워킹을 하는 것이 꿈입니다.
What’s going through your mind when you’re modeling in front of the camera? / 카메라 앞에서 모델링을 할 때 무슨 생각을 해요?
When I’m modeling in front of the camera, I usually think about which angles I would look best in and which pose to do next. / 카메라 앞에서 모델링을 할 때는 보통 어떤 각도에서 제일 잘 보일지 그리고 어떤 포즈를 취할지를 생각하는 것 같아요.
What are the pros and cons of being a model? / 모델이 됨으로서 장점과 단점을 뭔가요?
The pros of being a model is being able to consistently try new things as your job, meeting new people, being exposed to new items, traveling, and being able to stay updated in the fashion industry. I can’t think of the cons since I enjoy my career but if I have to say one, it would be that I always have to watch my measurements. / 장점은 새로운 일들을 계속해서 도전해볼 수 있고, 새로운 사람들을 만나고, 많은 곳을 돌아다니며 새로운 환경을 경험하면서 최신 패션 트렌드를 놓치지않는 점인 것 같아요. 전 제 일을 굉장히 즐기기 때문에 단점은 별로 없지만, 굳이 하나를 말하자면 항상 몸매 관리에 철저해야 한다는 점입니다.
What do you want to achieve in the future? / 미래에는 무엇을 이루고 싶어요?
To be successful in all that I pursue. / 내가 하는 모든 일에 성공하고 싶어요.
How do you see yourself in 10 years from now? / 10년 후, 무엇을 하고 있을 것 같아요?
Ten years from now, I see myself as a much greater person, helping many, and being an influence in some way. / 10년 후에 나는 훨씬 더 성장하고 많은 사람들에게 좋은 영향과 도움을 주는 사람이 되어있을 것 같습니다.
Do you have any personal rules that you’ll never break?/ 절대로 깨지 않을 본인만의 룰은 있나요?
Not really. I don’t have rules to myself but just to do the best that I can in all that I pursue. / 딱히 저 자신만의 룰은 없는 것 같고, 그냥 제가 하는 일에 최선을 다하는 것입니다.
One thing that people will be surprised to find out about you / 당신에 대해 놀라운 사실 한가지는 무엇인가요?
I graduated high school early and entered college at the age of 16! / 저는 고등학교를 일찍 졸업해서 만 16세에 대학을 들어갔습니다!
(I may or may not have made this one up because I’m very loser for all the Cyphers)
There’d be parts you’re trying to learn and he’d come along and do his best to teach you whichever part you’re learning. Of course, he’d know his own parts much better than Suga’s of J-Hope’s but willing to help nonetheless. He’d find your love for the Cyphers kind of cute and would let you duet it out with him practising his own parts, you taking J-Hope’s part, and then joining in together for Suga’s part. There’d be that one time Suga walks in on the two of you rapping out his part of Cypher and he’d just walk out the room again, now not caring to ask about whatever he originally came in for.
He’d be fine with you rapping along at first but eventually he’d snap a little and bit like “okay we get it! You know all the words to all the Cyphers!” And if you were randomly quoting a Cypher over the dinner table, he’d pick up one of his massive mouthful sizes of food and shove it in your mouth. ( @kimlisamarie says with a profiterole™)
He’d be indifferent to this piece of information but wouldn’t fail to say something like “Just don’t go attempting my part, yeah?” And you’d defy him straightaway, going into his part of Cypher pt3 to which he’d be like “ugh” and walk away before he swears.
He’d be so pleased that you’re so enthusiastic for the rapper line tracks and would probably be like your hype man whenever you jam out to any of the tracks. He’d probably introduce you to V, happy to unite all the Cypher fanboys and fan girls.
As the member closest to the world’s biggest Cypher fan boy, he’d already be sick of hearing the songs on repeat (probably) and would leave you to jam out with V instead to have your fangirl time because after all, he’s not mad at you, he just wouldn’t dream of losing his patience at you.
You and V would literally be relationship goals achieved, jamming out to all the parts of Cypher, doing your best to rap despite neither of you being proper rappers. Upon finding out you’re a sucker for Cypher, he would be all like “Right, that’s it! We’re getting married and spending the rest of our lives together!” because to him that completes the perfect girl (probably). There would be so many inside jokes and quotes derived from the Cyphers that you’d be referred to as ‘that Cypher couple’ or something similar… he’d probably want you to walk down the isle to the beginning of Cypher pt3.
Sorry not sorry this precious Cypher angel deserves more than one gif for this scenario :P
V rapping and jamming out to Cypher is like one of my favourite things so I have to be extra with the gifs
Bonus idea: V would probably send you SNOW videos with cute filters whilst rapping tbh that would be perfect
I feel like Jungkook is a secret Cypher fan boy but would be more shy of simply jamming out and dancing to the tracks like you would. One time you would catch him mouthing every single word correctly and you’d be like “I thought you said it wasn’t important to learn all the words Jungkookie…” you joke, grinning because either your love for Cypher has rubbed off on him or he was a secret fanboy all along.
Oh some angsty/ sad thing here, I’m up for it! Thank you for your request! And thank you so much!!!♥
Gideon: He would first react to it like it was some silly joke and nervously laugh about it, telling you you couldn’t be serious, even though he already knew you were, but wouldn’t believe you. After you repeated yourself, the many popular questions overflowed; ‘Why?’ ‘What did I wrong?’ and also the attempts to make you change your mind with
‘Give me a second chance!’
‘I can change!’ ‘I give you anything!’ But nothing worked and he realized this, looking all broken and in desbelief at you, what slowly but surely turned to anger. His pain would be seen through the anger in his face, in his words, telling you you’re doing a mistake after everything he did for you, he gave you. When he was alone, he’d be outraged, having the desire to destroy everything and almost doing it. But when he grabbed the little puppet he made from you, he mumbled some curses about you breaing his heart, wanting revenge, you being the love of his life and still have mistreated him, but that was when his face dropped and went to a shock. After he realized what he had done, he just had said, the mess he did out of anger, he realized something. Was that one of the reasons why you left? Was it really actually him? Realizing it may have been his fault made him again angry, but more heart broken and this time, at himself.
Bill: Anybody know the song “You’ll be back” from King George III from Hamilton? Because that’s exactly him. When you told him, he first laughed, telling you you were just joking and your jokes were miserable. Why would you leave him? Wasn’t everything just perfect on his side? You could everything you anted and actually did, so why leaving? After he slowly realized you were serious or you made him realize it, his face dropped serious, glancing at you. He’d be silent for some minutes, processing what you just had said. Then he’d ask you to repeat yourself, just to be sure, and oh boy, how mad he was. But he stayed calm, used some sarcasm or just told you to do what you wanted, you’d be back anyway. You wouldn’t survive without him a single day, he told you, that you’d come back crawling, begging him to take you back, so he’d just wait for you. While you’re gone, he thought about it, being silent all the time and trapped in his own thoughts. Of course he looked into your head to know what the reasons were and thought about these and of course he’d watch you most of the time to know how you were without him and even showed himself sometimes to ask you
with a big grin
if you already missed him , he’s an annoying ex. But he’d never admit that you leaving him hit him really hard, not even to himself. And by time he more and more realized what actually happened, how hurt he really was, how this pain wasn’t actually hilarious, he realized you wouldn’t come back.
Pacifica: It hit her the most when you said the phrase to her, something she was always afraid of, a little nightmare that now came true. First she laughed nervously, in disbelief with a “What?” and asked you to repeat yourself, even though she exactly knew what you just said. It hurt even more by the second time she heard it fom you, like another stab in her stomach, in her heart and in her throat. She already knew this day would come, that you couldn’t have wanted her around you for too long, so how could she blame you? She was an awful person in her eyes, just like her parents were, she was just like her parents, so why would you stay? But she wouldn’t let you see her pain, well, not on purpose. She’d hide it with a little smirk, her lips trembling and her voice also a little, but still trying to stay strong, saying whatever and told you how dumb this was, what a dumb decision and she didn’t care, she’d also thought about it already. But to be honest, she didn’t at all. She never spent a single thought about leaving the person she loved most. When she was finally alone, she’d let the tears stream down her face and let the pain out, pushing everyone away from her who tried to comfort her. She loved you and opened up to you, finally someone she could give her whole heart, and you left it, not thinnking about her, about the mess you did to her, she wondered if you did even feel something for her at all. She needed days to process it and avoided you for the most of the time or played it off.
Plot: Sirius is your best friend, but unfortunatly he is a heartbreaker and isn’t aware that you are in love with him. But everything changes overnight.
Characters: Sirius, reader, Remus Lupin, James Potter.
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It was a cold winter day, everyone was either warming themselves by the fireplace or played outside in the snow. You however sat in the Great Hall, eating your breakfast. Remus, one of your best friends sat beside you, studying, obivously.
All you had on your mind was one of your closest friends - Sirius. You haven’t seen him yesterday, since he had plans with some Slytherin girl. You couldn’t help but sigh in despair, how could Sirius be such an idiot?
“What’s going on in your head (y/n)?” He asked all of a sudden.
You looked at him, you didn’t think he was paying attention to you.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
Remus closed his book and turned his face to you. A smile appeared on his face, like he had known some secret of yours.
“You have changed, you do realise that, don’t you (y/n)?”
You gave him a weird look. What was he talking about?
“I don’t understand what you’re trying to say Remus.”
He sighed and smiled even more.
“I mean, last week Sirius brought a girl, what was her name again-”
“Sabrina.” You interrupted.
“Yes, her. I see you remember her.”
How couldn’t you, she was all over Sirius and he couldn’t keep his hands off her.
You weren’t that type of girl who would get jealous, but when it came to Sirius, every single kiss he gave to some random girl, got you mad. Yes, you were angry at Sirius, why did he have to be such a fuck boy? He was funny, gorgeous, kind, loving and sweet, but when it came to girls he was a total idiot. You avoided that kind of Sirius, as much as you could.
“…are you even listening to me (y/n)?”
Remus waved to you.
“What? What were you saying?”
“What?” You asked.
“I knew it. I knew it all along!” He clapped his hands.
“You knew what?”
“That you’re in love with Sirius.” He whispered.
Your cheeks turned red, how could he know that? You never told anyone about your feelings, you even acted mean towards Sirius, so it wouldn’t be obvious you have a huge crush on him.
“That’s rubbish.” You tried to deny it.
“Come on, (y/n), don’t lie to me. I know you too well.”
You turned around and hid your face in your hands.
“I’m sorry (y/n). I swear I won’t tell anyone.”
“Please forget about this Remus, I don’t want to ruin my friendship with Sirius.”
Remus nodded and gave you a smile.
As you two walked towards the Gryffindor common room, the notorious James Potter joined you.
“Hey you two geeks, it’s Saturday, perfect day for studying, eh?” He tried to make a joke. Yes, you and Remus put a lot of effort in your education, but not as much as Sirius and James had to, when the two almost failed the History of Magic.
James put his arms around you and Remus and laughed. “You know I’m joking right, (y/l/n)?”
You nodded. “Sure, Potter.”
The three of you sat at the table in the common room as you and James played chess. He challenged you even tho Remus warned him you’re a much better player than him. James ignored his words, he was too proud of his Qudditch achievements and so, he thought he could nail every other game.
“What? I can’t believe this! You beated me!” James cried in surprise. You and Remus laughed, amused by James’s anger.
All of a sudden you felt a hand on your shoulder. You knew it was him, you recognized his touch, his smell, his walk and you didn’t even have to turn around. It was Sirius.
He sat next to you and when you turned to him, he had the biggest grin on his face.
He then turned to James who was still mad that he lost.
“What Potter? You mad that a girl beated you, or you’re just angry due to a bitter realization that you can’t win at every game?” Sirius said to his best friend.
“Shut up Black, she’s pretty darn good .”
Sirius chuckled, squeezed your shoulder and said quietly “I know.”
James then finally sat down, but you couldn’t help to not look at Remus. He gave you a look like ‘look who’s here’.
“Why are you two looking at each other like this?” Sirius asked. He was still smiling, guess he had a great day.
“Why are you smiling like that?” You asked in return, ignoring his question.
“Can’t I be happy?” He replied, his arm was still around your shoulders.
“And what’s the reason of your happiness?” Remus asked him.
“Hm, let’s see. I finally passed the test at Slughorn’s, I just had the best dinner ever and oh, how could I forget, Kay Oliver asked me out.” Sirius blurred out, similing like and idiot. Not even one said a thing. James would probably say something, if he wouldn’t be in the middle of processing the game you just beated him at.
Kay Oliver was a Hufflepuff dumbass. She was anything but nice and decent person. You couldn’t believe that Sirius liked an idiot like that. Sure she was always in the center of attention, but for Godric’s sake everyone got annoyed by her. Even Lily, who rarely said anything mean, disliked her.
“And what did you say?” Remus asked.
Before Sirius could reply, you stood up and excused yourself. You couldn’t listen to how happy he was about that stupid dimbo.
You stormed out of the common room. The way led you to an empty room where you sat down. What a great day, you thought to yourself. How could you be so stupid to think he was actually going to change? And how could you think that he would actually like you? You sat there, a few tears coming down your face and you whiped them off when you heard someone coming.
“There you are.” The person said and you recognized by voice it was Sirius.
He sat down next to you and you looked down. Neither of you said anything, you just sat there in silent, the only thing you heard was your heart beating faster.
“You have been acting weird around me lately (y/n), have you noticed that?”
He said in his calm voice. He looked at you and when you didn’t look at him, he put his hand under your chin and lifted your head up.
“What’s bothering your pretty head?”
“It’s nothing. I’m just a little sentimental.”
You said, trying to hide sadness in your voice.
“Nah, I don’t think that’s it. You know you can tell me anything.” Sirius assured you.
“Well, it’s completly stupid, you know,” you began,
Sirius smiled and nodded.
“I think I have feelings…for someone.”
Sirius smile grew bigger as he said “for who?”
He gave you that look, that damn look that made you nervous and stopped you from telling him what you truly felt.
“For…Remus.” You lied.
Sirius’s smile faded in the same second you said the other boy’s name.
“Oh..” he said and looked away.
“Yeah.” You added and he nodded.
After a few minutes in silence you spoke again.
“I hope you have fun on s date with Kay. I didn’t knew you like her.” You said carefully.
“What?” Sirius asked.
“Um..you said she asked you out.” Your voice was quiet, sad and it felt like you’re going to break anytime.
“I turned her down.” Sirius replied in annoyed voice.
You thought you misheared him or you heard that because you just wanted to hear those words.
“You what?” You asked again.
“You heard me, I turned her down.”
“I can see why. She’s all high and mighty-”
“I didn’t turn her down for that.” He interrupted you quickly. He still didn’t look at you. He looked annoyed and angry. And he seemed broken, his mood changed from the happiest Sirius you have seen to the grumpiest one.
“Then why did you turn her down?”
“Because I’m in love with someone else.”
You could actually feel being stabbed in the back by a knife - he was in love with someone? That was even worse than him being a fuck boy. You didn’t even know he met someone and when did he fell in love with some girl? Who was that girl?
“Oh..” you said and looked away.
Suddenly he turned around and looked at you with his sad and slightly angry eyes.
“Yes, but you see that girl I’m in love with, she’s in love with someone else.” He added.
“What..is she blind? You’re perfect.” You said to yourself, but Sirius heard you.
He gave you a weird look.
Your cheeks grew red as you looked down. How could you say that? But come on, whoever this girl was, she was probably blind and deaf, because Sirius was like a movie to see and a song to hear, to you and probably to the rest of female population at Hogwarts.
“I love you, (y/n).” Sirius said,
“but, you love Remus. So please, make it a little easier for me and don’t tell me I’m perfect.”
You couldn’t believe your ears. What was he saying? You were confused.
“Can you repeat that again?” You asked.
Sirius rolled his grey eyes, before he looked at you. He was heartbroken, his eyes were so dull and empty.
“Which part? That you are in love with Remus?” Sirius said, raising his voice a little.
“No, the first one. When you said that..”
“That I love you.”
Your lips curled up in a smile, your (y/e/c) eyes brightened up and it felt like the time stopped for a second when he said those words again.
“I love you too. So much it hurts.” You said and you put a hand on his.
“But, you said you’re in love with Remus.”
You chuckled and nodded your head in no.
“I said that, because I didn’t want you to know that I’m in love with you.”
Sirius smiled and his eye shined again.
He grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him.
“(Y/n), you scared the hell out of me! You know how it felt when you said you love my best friend?”
“Do you know how it felt when you said Kay Oliver asked you out?”
You both chuckled at what idiots you two have been.
“I love you.” Sirius said again, before he kissed your lips.
REQUEST: Celebrating Christmas with Sebastian, but maybe the reader is indifferent to the holiday and doesn’t care if they celebrate it or not.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: MY LAST CHRISTMAS IMAGINE! It was a bit hard to write because I really enjoy Christmas and I can’t imagine being indiffferent about it :( lol but I hope this is what you wanted, anon! Or something along the lines of what you wanted.
You didn’t hate Christmas – you weren’t the Grinch. But you didn’t care for it. You disliked the cold and the amounts of people at shopping malls. Christmas music got on your nerves, besides that one song by Wham, and all Christmas movies had the same plot.
Okay, so maybe you were slightly like the Grinch.
Sebastian on the other hand loved Christmas. It was a time for him to visit his mom and eat Romanian food. He loved Christmas music and Christmas movies. He was always listening to Frank Sinatra’s Christmas album on repeat.
When he wanted to go pick out a tree you tagged along begrudgingly, only because he was so excited to go pick the perfect one. You couldn’t let him down.
“What do you think about this one? Is it too sparse?” He held onto the top of the pine tree and hummed to himself.
sentence summary: What is hotter then firefighter Park Jimin coming to save you? Maybe an actual fire but that’s it.
word count: 3,197
“Jimin your girlfriend is here!” The ever so bright like the fire he puts out Taehyung calls as you approach. Every day he shouts the same thing, never shutting up. Just giggling like the inner child inside a twenty something year old man.
“For the last time, he isn’t my boyfriend.“
"You could have fooled me with all the cooked meals you bring him.” He shoots you a look through his bangs, dragging his eyes back to scrub more mud off the giant fire truck. Soap covers the bright red paint making it shine. “Shut it.” You murmur, tossing a wet cloth that you ‘conveniently’ found lying on the stool next to him at his rectangle smile.
prompt by ashighasalways:“I just pictured Dean and Cas as strangers starting to sing/dance the same song in a public place.”
author’s note:I’m not exactly sure that’s what you had in mind but that idea got stuck in my head and I really hope you’ll like it :)
It’s cramped and hot and noisy and Dean hates every second of it.
Admittedly he despises airplanes on principle since they’re huge metal beasts that will most likely take you to your early death where no one is able to find your body. He avoids them like the plague normally, even if they’d be equipped with a big pool, a casino and a zoo at the same time. He’s got his car and a lot of patience, so why risk your life like that (and he always pretends to be deaf when people tell him that the chance to die in a car accident is way higher than during a plane crash)?
He’s happy the way he is and he doesn’t want to change a thing.
But then Sam decided to throw a huge party for his 25th birthday and since that moron lives in New York at the moment since he’ll finish his studies and Dean wasn’t able to take free from work early enough to drive with the Impala he was forced to grab this fucking plane and hope for the best.
Stupid little brothers and their puppy dog eyes!
Now he sitting in his uncomfortable seat inside that death trap and waits for the monster to wake up and rise to the sky.
And his heart is about to jump out of his chest.
He knows he’s ridiculous since a lot of people fly every day and usually nothing awful happens. So it’s not likely he’ll meet death today. But he can’t make that voice inside his head shut up for even a second.
So Dean closes his eyes and starts to hum, like he did in the lobby before. Hell, like he did in the cab on the way to the airport. He thinks about the Beatles-song his Mom used to sing to him, every night. It’s calming and soothing and sometimes he can still hear her voice.
“Hey Jude, don’t make it bad Take a sad song and make it better …”
He still picks up the noises around him but they’re not that intimidating anymore. He thinks about his mother’s smile, about how she always used to say, “Don’t worry, baby, angels are watching over you” and he quietens down a bit.
Cas always has been Dean’s best friend, but now Dean wants to take it to the next level. Problem is, Dean’s got no idea on how to tell his best friend that he’s been in love with him for years, and Cas keeps getting his heart broken. Can Dean finally tell Cas about his true feelings, or will they forever be in relationship chicken?
People deal with breakups in different ways. Some like to wallow in their own self pity before they pull themselves up again and get back out there. Others enjoy drinking away their sorrows while listening to weepy breakup songs. Dean, in particular, enjoys pounding a few beers and then going down to the Roadhouse to complain about his ex.
For Cas, breakups include bingeing Food Network shows for days on end while eating ice cream.
“You can’t just throw the arugula on top as a garnish! The judges will eat you alive!” Cas yells at the television as Dean walks through the door. “I can cook a better chicken dish than that!”
Dean runs a hand over his face and sighs to himself. If Cas is watching Chopped again, that can only mean one thing.
“Don’t tell me that Meg broke up with you,” Dean says out of courtesy, but the large gallon of ice cream sitting next to Cas speaks for itself.
Cas reaches for the remote and turns down the TV. “She said that she met someone else and that I was only going to hold her back,” he mutters, and then reaches for the bowl next to him. “It’s like our three months together meant nothing.”
Dean tries to conceal his grin, but he really can’t. He’d been waiting for Meg and Cas to break up in their own time, and never did Dean really believe that they could last. Meg is a troublemaker with a penchant for cigarettes and hard whiskey, while Cas runs a ‘save the bees’ group and works in a coffee shop. Sure, opposites attract and all that, but there is such a thing as too opposite. They were doomed from the start, but there is no way that Dean will ever tell Cas that.
“Sorry, Cas,” is Dean’s only response, and Cas just throws him a glare and a pout.
“You don’t need to lie to me. I know that you didn’t like her.”
“She wasn’t good for you, Cas!” Dean says while he tosses up his hands. “Hell, the girl tried to convince you that breaking and entering into that abandoned liquor store was a good idea, and you almost went along with it!”
Cas puts down the bowl, crosses his arms over his chest, and sniffs. “The heart wants what the heart wants.”
“Oh yeah? And what does your heart want, Cas? A girl with three felonies on her record who left you for another guy?”
His friend goes quiet next to him, and even Dean realizes that he’s being a bit of a dick. “Look, I just want you to be with the right person, that’s all.”
Cas looks up at him and winks. “Then who do you think is the right person for me, Dean?”
“Those three words… are said too much… they’re not enough." They returned to the familiar chorus in unison, but as the verses went on, Jean found himself less present. Marco was looking straight ahead, up at the ceiling, his voice clear and loud and perfect as he sang through a smile.
I wanted to draw something for quartetship from her fic A Different Song because it is lovely and she is lovely. This scene made me really happy when I read it and if you think I didn’t listen to Chasing Cars on repeat for hours while I drew this then you would be wrong.
_ Told ya! Told ya! Our Chanyeol-ah!!! Even tho he gives you the impression that “being the visual alone means advantage and win” (excuse me) told ya it’s not like that!! He can sing!!! He really can sing!!!!
_ Chanyeol would never know that there is a 19yo girl living in Ibaraki-ken who cried out loud after hearing his singing. I really like you so much. Please, let me study.😭😭
_ Really wish Chanyeol could get more chances to sing. Will there be a solo album? 😭He could compose. He even designs his own album covers. 😭
_What’s going on, what’s going on, what’s going on with Chanyeol! What happened? Such a beautiful voice! Where did he get that from? Did he exchange vocal cords with somebody? What’s going on with that harmony? I’m overwhelmed. Chanyeol solo debut please!
_ Daebak TT TT TT TT TT official solo album with his self-composed songs and singing alone while playing instruments hurry please! 😭😭
_Tbh because he could sing well, Chanyeol’s rap is stable too. Normally, rappers are not good at singing. But Chanyeol’s rap is so stable and his singing is incredibly nice. Wwwwwwww like it so much❤️wwwwwwww
_Heyhey! Chanyeol-ssi! Solo album please! Seriously, solo album please! 😭😭 I’d buy 112.7billion copies!!!! I like Chanyeol’s vocal so much(;_;)
let Chanyeol sing more please(;_;) his singing makes you cry!
_aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I’m dying because of Chanyeol’s baritone vocal in the early morning. I’m gonna cry~~~~~~~~I love you too today~!
_Chanyeol’s vocal is just perfect! Please don’t rap only. Hope he can sing more as a main vocal!
_Chanyeol could totally make it in the main vocal line. So perfect! Like it so much!
_Our Chanyeol could sing too~~I really want to show it to everybody while repeating “see? see? I told ya!” thanks to such a wonderful program
_ Seriously, I can remember every song Chanyeol sang even just after listening once. I can’t get it out of my ear 😭😭
_I beg you please give Chanyeol a chance to show his vocal completely. It’s a shame that he is overshadowed by the main vocal line
_About Chanyeol’s vocal, I strongly recommend Lady Luck! It’s so soothing to listen to chanyeol’s singing voice before bed time. Solo debut hurry please(;_;)