Summary: [Requested by @soldmysoultosatansoo ] Weltschmerz | n. a feeling of melancholy and world-weariness. | Yoongi had been her home
ever since he stumbled into her life three years ago, with his music talents,
overflowing dreams, bright smiles that rivaled the sun, and kisses that gave
her butterflies in her stomach.
So why did she feel homesick when she was
already at home? (College AU!)
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Sunday afternoon found
her at the park in front of the library, disappointment filling her eyes as she
stared at grey clouds that slowly covered the sun, stabbing words from her
professor and the rejected project still fresh in her mind. A bitter laugh escaped
her lips when droplets of rain started to fall down, drenching her newly bought
dress and white heels. Her grip on her phone tightened as she ran back inside
the building for cover, ignoring the glares the old librarian sent her way. It
took her a moment to realize her phone had been ringing while she sat on the
steps of the library, which probably explained the angry glares and muttering
from the people inside. and she quickly slid her thumb across the screen once
she read the name of the caller.
“Hey, babe.” Yoongi’s
voice was filled with nothing but love and she winced a little at his fondness,
as if it could burn her. She bit her trembling lips and mustered a small,
strained smile that she hoped would stop her from crumbling into a crying mess.
“Yoongi?” She calmly
asked, eyes still glued to the rain outside the building. The pitter patter of
water against the glass window made her feel more somber than usual.
She could hear him drop
something in the background and the curses that soon left his mouth before he
could answer her and she would have laughed and teased him until his cheeks
turned an adorable shade of red if she wasn’t so exhausted. Her gaze glanced
down to the drenched paper on her other hand, memories of the last few hours
flashing back in her mind.
“What’s wrong?” There
was worry laced in his question and it almost made her spill out the thoughts
that had been gnawing at her, drowning her slowly and surely. Her hands shook a
little and she wasn’t so sure if it was because of the cold.
This is Jooheon from Monsta X. Full name Lee Jooheon, born October 6th,
1994, main rapper. And now let me tell you why you’ll fall for him.
Let’s just start with his rapping. Jooheon’s rap is killer. In K-pop you’ll occasionally find rappers whose skills are acknowledged by accomplished non-K-pop rappers. Jooheon is one of those. Listen to one of the songs from his mixtape, Rappin. And how about him performing it live:
But rapping is not Jooheon’s only talent. He also composes, and just listen to this beautiful song of his, featuring I.M and Sam Ock:
Two very different sides of Jooheon, no? Actually Jooheon is just a bundle of opposites. Hardcore rapper and… aegyo master? Scared of literally everything? Yup, the same person. The cool tough guy on-screen is the exact opposite of the adorable ball of fluff off it. Badass rapper Jooheon is actually an adorable sweetheart.
Jooheon’s funny too, and is a fixed regular on Weekly Idol, along with GOT7′s Jackson, who he’s good friends with. They did Celebrity Bromance together!
And just look at him
But sexy on stage
Looking awesome for Nike
Cute barista with glasses
The sweetest smile
Bottom line, if you don’t get into Jooheon and Monsta X, you’ll regret it
In case you have never heard of the World Championship of American Football (which is entirely likely), we must begin your introduction by stressing that it is not the same thing as the Super Bowl. The Super Bowl is a three-hour beer and soda commercial starring flaccid old rock stars and the occasional female rapper. The World Championship of American Football is the world championship of football (the type that is played in America).
It’s been held every four years since 1999, making it just as storied a tradition as the World Cup, which is the world championship of that silly bullshit football they play in Europe. The series is organized by the International Federation of American Football (IFAF), whose 64 members include countries like Kuwait and Moldova (which we’re pretty sure was one of the sovereign territories of Vigo from Ghostbusters 2). The organization is also based in France, because as Euro Disney has unquestionably proven, France is the greatest place to put transplanted American culture.