#happy birthday daehyun

[mybutterflyfact]

23.06.28 - Happy Birthday to amazing singer that can make you melt, a hardworking boy that care so much about his fans and bandmates, that has the ability to make you laugh at the silliest things and i still think one day he will kill all the Babys with that smile, i could talk about all quality of him all day because he's such a precious person, anyway happy birthday to one and only, Jae bae, Prince of Busan Jung Daehyun.

Saranghae~

I hope he's having a great day. ♡

[hvrdfeelings]

(  song kang. cis man. he / him.  ) ⸺ 🦬 greetings, buffalos !walking around campus, sporting  his death tarot card we’ve spotted  DAEHYUN “JOHNNY” MOON, a  twenty eight��year old who contributes to our thriving community as a  GUARD. according to our intel, he’s been around the sanctuary for seven years and what we know about him, aside from the fact that he  doesn’t agree with the decision to close the gates, is that  before the outbreak, he had dreams of becoming a pro gamer and now he views the aftermath as his own personal video game to keep himself sane, but he’ll also always jump at the chance to volunteer at the greenhouse as he finds it therapeutic amongst the chaos, and he carries the death card around with him despite not believing in the practice as it was the last thing his mother gave to him. doesn’t that make him fantastic ? we think it does, and that’s why we appreciate him so much, grateful for what he gives to our community.

⸺ written by  honey ( she/they . 28 . pst . n/a. )

basics

korean name: Moon Daehyun american name: Johnny age: twenty eight birthday: january 7th, 1995 zodiac sign: capricorn sun, aries moon, cancer rising gender: cis male sexuality: bisexual occupation: guard positive traits: cooperative & intuitive negative traits: disorganized & reckless

headcanons

born in suwon, south korea, daehyun's family moved to anaheim, california when he was five years old. he suffered through his elementary school days with kids picking on him for not knowing english, for bringing 'smelly' foods from home for lunch, and being smaller than everyone. he'd come home each day crying, with his parents asking if he had made any friends and all daehyun wanted to do was to go back home.

during the summer before he would enter middle school, his father had gotten a new job that would require the moon family to move to aspen, colorado and that's when daehyun decided that he would create a new persona of himself -- he wouldn't be the same kid who got picked on back in california. he started to go by johnny and while he hadn't lost the accent, his fluency level in english got him by just enough that no one questioned him.

in second grade, at six years old, his parents would welcome a baby girl and let's just say, he holds a lot of regret about how he acted towards his sister when they were just children. she became the favorite, the one who could never do wrong. and at the time, he couldn't understand it, why his parents suddenly started treating him different but he simply blamed her -- they were happy until she came along. but after all these years, he eventually realized it was never her that he should have been upset with. but at his parents for practically pitting them against one another from the day she had been born.

entering high school, daehyun had lost the accent and only went by johnny. at this point, he was more american than korean, so why continue using that name? he had ultimately stopped speaking to his parents unless absolutely necessary because why should he try when they have the perfect little girl to take care of them later on in life? despite the good grades and attempts at extracurricular activities, none of it seemed to matter to them. so he began to hide away in his bedroom on weeknights and weekends, making friends with people through pc gaming because the only thing that mattered on there was skill and daehyun had an endless amount of it.

it started off with making small amounts here and there from local tournaments, his parents constantly mocking his dreams because who could make a living off playing video games? but daehyun knew there were people making some kind of living and he wanted to be just like them. so instead of having those classic high school experiences like attending dancings or falling in love, he made all of his online whether it be with warcraft, starcraft or league of legends.

but that dream got cut short when the outbreak began at only seventeen, just one year sigh of being eighteen where he had amazing (not so well thought out) plans of moving and going to college. being across the country and proving his parents wrong. now he was stuck with them and his sister and no internet. this was just great.

his father went first, not the healthiest man in the world, and daehyun was handed a gun. he had to be the man of the family now. protect his mother and sister. false assumptions being made that because he could shoot a weapon in a game, those skills would transfer to real life and boy was everyone so wrong about that. at nineteen, his hands shook whenever he held it in his hands. the things they expected him to shoot were real, there was no respawning.. but if he really thought about it, how different was their life now to a game like fallout 2? could he not just view the infected in the real world like the infected from the game? after that epiphany, his hands shook less and his accuracy got better. and unfortunately, daehyun would sometimes get a little too trigger happy.

at twenty, his mother passed and handed him a tarot card that represented death. it had been a hobby she picked up after her husband passed. if it kept her sane, he didn't judge but he also certainly didn't believe in it. but of all the cards she had to give him, did it have to be death? though he could vaguely remember her telling him that it didn't mean what he thought it did. while they only got close due to the virus and were ultimately forced to spend time together, he keeps the card folded up in his pocket as a reminder of her.

due to him and his sister not being all that close, they had no real reason to stick together once their mom passed and his sister had decided to run away in the middle of the night. she was just fourteen at the time, he spent days and weeks trying to find her because he assumed that's what a good older brother does. he hoped she hadn't met a terrible fate but eventually, even he knew he had to move on from the hunt. she was either alive and well, or she wasn't... to this day, he still thinks about her and if he could've done more in finding her.

luckily, at twenty one, daehyun had found the sanctuary that he had heard whispers about. he would offer his skills as a shooter, promising to protect those in the university like they were his own family as he had failed to protect his sister. and if he's not on duty, he always happily volunteers at the greenhouse or sometimes even the farm (when it isn't required) as he finds working with his hands to be therapeutic.

at the university: in the beginning, daehyun struggled to open up to people and make friends as his way of making friends had been through a computer screen but it's a bit easer for him now as he's been at the university for quite some time. it can be hard for him to turn off the 'video game' mindset -- like wanting to have the most amount of kills or trying to show off even though he understands it's not a race and he's there to protect over everything else. since there isn't much to speed run in real life, his current fixation is how quickly he can take apart his gun and put it back together. if he's not on duty or volunteering, he likes to play card games such as poker or you can find him pretending like he knows how to play chess.

wanted connections

his sister! -- tbh most of this is utp, i have no name in mind or fc (obviously has to be korean/korean american), and around 22?

an ex. -- i imagine they met at the university and they broke up due to having different opinions on whether or not the gate should be closed. since he's bisexual, fc can be quite literally anyone.

other than that, i'm open to anything else! especially friends/found family

[everythingbap]

🎂 Happy 31st birthday, Daehyun!

May your next year be full of luck, happiness, health and love! I hope you have a fantastic day!

Be sure to check out the birthday livestream later today on Daehyun‘s YouTube channel JUNGDAEHYUN_OFFICIAL at 7PM KST!

#VOCAL_KING_JDH_DAY #생일축하해_대현아_믿고_따라갈게

[solarsystementertainment]

Arthur's Birthday

I know this is later than I initially said, but any writers know that intended timelines don't always pan out

Today was Arthur’s birthday and he (and the rest of the group) had had a fairly busy day full of dance practice. They were gearing up for a comeback that was set to occur soon. All twelve members had been working very hard and were all pretty tuckered out by the time six o’clock rolled around. Eleven of the twelve members had decided to go back to the dorm, but Arthur decided to stay behind. The fourth oldest member had no intention of continuing with practice, but he did feel like spending time on the rooftop garden.

The garden is actually a shared space between all businesses in the building. However, Arthur figured out that no one really hung out on the roof unless it was their lunch break. Since it was six at night, he knew that the rooftop was likely going to empty. Arthur went over to one of the lounging areas and opened his phone to do a live stream. He titled the video 'Happy Mother's Day'. 

"Hello Astrologers." Arthur started. He watched the mix of comments with an amused expression. Some of the comments were confused about the title of the video, others were wishing him a happy birthday. "Yes I know it's not Mother's Day here in Korea, but it is Mother's Day back home in the US."

Arthur talks for a bit about his family. He hasn't spoken to his family a whole bunch since he moved to Korea, but he still loves and cares for them. He also talks about how he was born on Mother's day. He does a mini Q&A for roughly fifteen minutes.

As he's answering a question about growing up in the US, the door to the rooftop opens and the eleven other members walk up to Arthur singing Happy Birthday. Merlin is carrying a cake. Arthur immediately starts blushing, not used to having the attention on him. Jehyuk takes Arthur's phone, and repositions it so that the entire group can be in the shot.

The group starts chatting about Arthur and how they had actually celebrated his birthday a few days prior because they weren't sure if they were going to have time today. In the middle of explaining how Wonjae snuck off during the group's lunch break to get the cake, Daehyun interrupts.

"HEH-STSCHHH, HEHSTIEGHHHH, HEH-STSCHHH. Sorry." Daehyun apologizes as he sniffles. Wonjae gives him a pointed look before going back to the story.

When Wonjae finished speaking, Minseok put candles on the cake and lit them. The entire group made a big deal of how Arthur needed to make a wish and blow out the candles. They started singing 'Happy Birthday' again. Although, Merlin insisted that he and Jasper sing an alternate English version 

"Happy Birthday to you

You live in a zoo

You look like a monkey

And you smell like one too"

This got Arthur laughing. The birthday boy inhaled to blow out the candles. Unfortunately, Daehyun once again interrupted. "HEH-STSCHHH, HEHSTIEGHHHH, HEH-STSCHHH, HEHSTIEGHHHH!" Arthur got startled at the outburst and kind of choked, coughing the candles out.

"Sorry." Daehyun said. His face turned a bit red in embarrassment. Merlin pulled a travel pack of tissues out of his pocket and handed it to Daehyun, who walked off screen with a hand covering his face.

Jasper had opened the live on his phone. He began reading the comments out loud. Some were wishing Arthur a happy birthday, several were saying bless you to Daehyun, and a few were commenting on Wonjae's disgusted expression, as Daehyun had unintentionally sneezed on him.

Jihoon had opened a pack of wet wipes and passed one to Wonjae, who started wiping off his arm where Daehyun had sneezed on him. Meanwhile, Jehyuk grabbed the knife that had been brought out and began cutting the cake. Just as the leader finished cutting the cake, Daehyun came back. Although it wasn't long at all before he brought the collar of his shirt up to his face and sneezed another three times.

“Ugh sorry guys. Allergies are super bad today.” He sniffled then went off camera again. When he returned a couple minutes later, he had a box of tissues under his arm. There were dozens of comments talking about how Daehyun is always sneezing in live streams and he must have pretty bad allergies in general.

“Yeah. I’m veh-HEHSITESHHH very allergic to pollen. Unfortunately I can’t take antihistamines because ironically, I’m allergic to those too. I’m pretty much like this until winter, when all plants go into hibernation or die.” Daehyun takes out a couple of tissues and wipes his nose.

“Hyung” Jasper says. “Astrologers say you need to apologize to Wonjae hyung because you sneezed on him.” Daehyun’s face visibly pales a little as he looks towards his oldest dongsaeng. “I am so sorry Wonnie. You know I didn’t mean it. I’ll make it up to you somehow.” Astrologers aren’t aware that Wonjae is a germaphobe, or at least no one in the group has confirmed it, so for the most part, they think Daehyun is just giving a dramatic apology.

Jehyuk began passing out the cake to all of the members along with a pair of chopsticks.Unfortunately, due to operating on autopilot, Merlin had brought Arthur’s bag home, and as such, his silverware. It is also a known fact that no cutlery of any kind is held in the break room. Therefore, Arthur does not have a fork to eat his slice of cake with. Arthur grabbed his pair of chopsticks with one hand and his plate with the other. He was about to try to take a bite of cake with the chopsticks, when Merlin took the plate out of his hand.

“Merlin, what are you doing?” He asked, only sounding a little angry.

“The birthday boy shouldn’t be allowed to lift a finger.” he responded with a teasing lilt to his voice. Merlin took the chopsticks and offered a bite of cake to Arthur. Of course, this caused the comment section to explode with ArtLin shippers commenting on how cute they are. The company hasn’t announced that the two are dating, it’s a little too soon for that. And since the company doesn’t know, fans are only able to speculate. Fans also don’t know the extent of Arthur’s disability. Whenever he has a public appearance and he’s on crutches, he just says that an old injury is flaring up.

The twelve men continue their live stream. They answer some questions from fans and enjoy the cake. Everytime, Merlin feeds Arthur some cake, the comments explode. Eventually Daehyun couldn’t handle it anymore, and he had to go back inside for a slight reprieve from the pollen in the air. All in all it was a good birthday.

[sneezyminniejo]

Questionable Cake

Today is Youngbin's birthday, so here's a fic. Hope you enjoy

Youngbin had been at the company building by himself for a couple hours now. He kind of wished that at least one of his members was with him, but he didn’t actually mind too much. He was mostly just bored. He’d already done a little bit of vocal practice and did some free dancing. He ultimately decided that he wanted to quick go for a walk before doing a live stream.

When he returned, he found some staff almost done setting up a corner of the dance studio for a special live stream. With the decorations and the cake, he was able to ascertain that it was someone’s birthday. Youngbin panicked for a moment, thinking he had somehow forgotten one of his member’s birthdays. Then he saw the Y and B balloons and realized that he had somehow forgotten that it was his own birthday. He took his phone out of his pocket trying to figure out why no one sent him any messages, only to find his phone had been turned off and he somehow hadn’t noticed. He quickly turned his phone on before going over to the live set up and got started.

"Hi Astrologers. How are you guys doing today?" Youngbin watched as the comments were flooded with happy birthday wishes. He couldn’t help but start laughing almost maniacally.

“So, funny story. I kind of forgot that today’s my birthday until I saw the staff setting this up.” The comments became  flooded with questions on how one can forget their own birthday, and then some questions came in asking which member wished him happy birthday first. Youngbin grabbed his phone and began looking through his messages.

“Looks like Jasper and Wonjae were the first ones to text me. I didn’t turn my phone on this morning, so I’m seeing all the messages for the first time. No one else sent me any messages, but Woong and Daehyun were pretty adamant about me leaving the dorm for a while. Now that I think about it, they’re probably plotting something.” Youngbin shrugged as he grabbed the cake that had been prepared and put the candles on the cake to make the number twenty one. Right before he could light the candles, the rest of the group came in singing happy birthday in a harmony. Jehyuk took the lighter from Youngbin and lit the candles.

Youngbin was quick to make a wish and blow out the candles. He then grabbed the knife and began cutting the cake. He divided the cake up into twelve pieces. Each member took a piece, but Daehyun took Youngbin's pieces as well.

"Woong made you a special cake. One that we all th-think you'll like m-more. HEHSTIEGHHH, HEHSTIEGHHH." Daehyun ducked his head to the side so as to not sneeze on the cake. Woong placed the box he was carrying on the table  and took the cake out, placing it in front of Youngbin.

The cake didn’t look like a typical birthday cake. There were no fun designs, there were no bright colors, ‘happy birthday’ wasn’t even written on it. Woong handed Youngbin a chopsticks with a giant grin on his face, clearly excited about having made the cake. Youngbin was both disappointed and skeptical. Disappointed because the cake was just a cake. There was absolutely no indication that it had been made for someone’s birthday. He was skeptical because as far as he knew Woong couldn’t cook. Woong was the one member who never stepped foot in the kitchen beyond grabbing something from the fridge. Whenever someone asked if he could help them in the kitchen, he’d make up some excuse for why he couldn’t. Youngbin went to grab the bottle of hot sauce he had placed just off camera, only for Jasper to snatch it before he could grab it.

“Uh-uh hyung. You are not adding anything to hyung’s cake. You need to try it as is.” The youngest proclaimed

“Have any of you tried the cake?” Youngbin asked, trying to figure out if Woong’s baking would be any good.

Minseok shook his head. “None of us were brave enough to try it. But we’re all confident you’ll like it.” This did not make Youngbin feel any better. As he hesitantly grabbed his chopsticks to take a bite of the cake, he could hear the members talking about the comments that were asking if Woong’s cooking was just that bad if none of the members had been willing to try his food.

The cake  was covered in a layer of chocolate frosting and had something sprinkled on top that Youngbin couldn’t identify, but it certainly wasn’t sprinkles. He didn’t know enough about cakes to know what kind his hyung had made, but it looked okay. He brought his chopsticks to his mouth and ate the first bite of his cake.

Youngbin isn’t entirely sure what flavor he was expecting, but he certainly wasn’t expecting hot. The unexpectedness of the spiciness initially caused him to start coughing. As soon as he finished coughing, Youngbin felt an intense tickle form in his sinuses. He quickly ducked his head into his elbow.

"HEH-stschhhh, HIH-stschhh, HEH-HEHHIstschhh. I was not expecting that." Youngbin sniffled then took another bite of the cake. Of course shortly after, he wound up sneezing another triple. Comments were quickly popping up asking if he was okay.

"I'm fine, the cake is just spicy." A bunch of confused comments followed suit. Youngbin laughed a little as he read the comments. “That is a good question. Woong hyung, why is the cake spicy? Also since when can you cook? I’ve never seen you do anything in the kitchen.” Woong’s grin somehow grew even wider.

“To answer your second question first, my parents own a pastry shop and I worked there part time in high school and in college. I can bake. In fact I thoroughly enjoy baking, but cooking eludes me. I always somehow overcook or undercook everything. To answer your first question, ghost peppers.” Woong paused and watched as Youngbin’s eyes widened as he took another bite of the cake.

“That explains why hyung said none of you were brave enough to try it.” Woong and the others laughed.

“I made a devil’s food cake with ghost peppers mixed in. The chocolate frosting also has ghost peppers in it and I sprinkled ghost pepper flakes on top.” It was impossible to ignore the proudness of Woong’s voice as talked about making the cake.”

Once Woong finished talking, Junseok handed Youngbin a small package that was very beautifully wrapped. “We also got you a little present, hyung.” Junseok said. Youngbin carefully unwrapped the gift and snorted when he saw what it was. He quickly showed the camera to show astrologers that it was the one chip challenge chip. Jihoon and Taehoon began laughing as the comments quickly turned horrified, telling Youngbin not to eat the chip. The comments had already been a bit horrified upon learning what kind of cake Woong made, but it had increased ten fold.

Of course, Youngbin had no intention of listening to the comments. He had actually never tried the one chip challenge, which given his love of spicy food, is a bit surprising. It’s probably why one of the members got the chip. At one point a few weeks ago, they had found him eating hot cheetos covered in hot sauce, Jasper had asked him out of sheer curiosity if he’d eaten the infamous chip, and he had shrugged and said no.

Youngbin took the chip out of the box and ate within four bites. Initially there hadn’t been much of a reaction. However, he quickly began sniffling. “There is definitely a kick to it.” Youngbin said as he continued to sniffle, clearly trying and failing to show that he wasn’t struggling even a little bit.After another moment his nose began running, and Arthur gave him a travel pack of tissues. Youngbin pulled a couple of tissues out and blew his nose. A split second after he removed the tissues from his face, his breath began hitching.

“HEH-stschhh, HIH-stschhh, HEH-stschhh.” Younbin grabbed a couple more tissues and brought them to his face, just in time to catch another triple. “I think I sneezed on the cake.” He said after blowing his nose. He glanced at Wonjae, half expecting to get lectured.”

“Fortunately, this cake is yours alone, so no one cares that you just covered the entire thing in your germs.” Wonjae said, Youngbin could tell the older was clearly grossed out at the fact that he had sneezed on the cake, but was glad that the older wasn’t mad. Wonjae had a point that he was the only one that would be eating the cake, so it truly didn’t matter. Youngbin shrugged his shoulders and picked his chopsticks back up to have some more cake.

Youngbin had never eaten anything on camera before. It wasn't surprising that as he continued to eat the cake along with the lingering effects of the chip, that he kept having to stop to sneeze. The three Americans kept blessing him, but his sneezes went largely ignored by his members.

Astrologers and others in the comments on the other hand were getting increasingly concerned. The comments were originally full of 'bless yous' then they slowly became more and more concerned.

Youngbin had just succumbed to a fit of nine sneezes. There was a minute long gap between each fit of three. He was continuing to eat the cake and talk with the others, when Merlin picked up his phone to look at some comments.

"Bin, everyone is getting very concerned about your health. The comments are filled with 'feel better' and 'make sure to get lots of rest'. So the question is, are you sick?" Youngbin chuckled a little.

"You don't need to worry guys. I'm perfectly fine. It's just that spi-hicy food makes m-me sn-HEH-stschhh, HIH-stchhh, HEH-stschhhh sneeze. A lot." The other members were quick to agree and shared how on the day they moved into the dorm, Youngbin had put hot sauce on a burger and began sneezing and didn't stop until half an hour after dinner ended.

"Trust us when we say that this is typical for him. Bonnie here will stop sneeze when he's done with the cake, although it's going to start up again at dinner, and then again at breakfast. Seriously, why do you put hot sauce on everything." Arthur asked. Before Youngbin could answer Jasper spoke again.

"By the way hyung, we also got some ghost pepper ice cream from Baskin Robbins." Youngbin looked overly excited at this announcement.

"Since when do they have ghost pepper ice cream?" The third youngest was curious as he hadn't heard about somebody putting peppers in ice cream. However he also hadn't heard of anybody putting peppers in cake either.

"They don't. At least not anymore. It was a special October promotion for Halloween." Taehoon said as he left the room. He returned a few moments later with a quart sized bucket. "We assumed you were gonna like it, so we bought a few containers. And before you ask how we kept the ice cream a secret, remember Wonjae hyung has a mini fridge and freezer in his room."

Jihoon helped Taehoon distribute the ice cream to all twelve members. While the cake was made extra spicy with Youngbin in mind, the ice cream was mass produced for public consumption. Therefore, while it would likely be hot, it should be at least somewhat edible for everyone. Everyone had been given a small scoop of the ice cream and Youngbin was handed what was left in the container along with a spoon. Youngbin’s eyes widened a bit before he unintentionally moaned in satisfaction and grabbed another spoonful. This time taking a piece of cake with it.

The others enjoyed the ice cream to varying levels. Daehyun enjoyed it the most. The spice clearing his sinuses a bit, while the ice cream kept his mouth somewhat cool. The group found out that Wonjae was a big baby when it came to spice, as after one bite he started panting as if his mouth was on fire and talking about how he was dying. The extra piece of cake wound up going to the third oldest to help calm down the fire in his mouth.

The live went on for another half an hour before Jehyuk announced that they all needed to go back to the dorm to get some rest before a busy day of schedules. Youngbin sneezed three times before signing off and turned to his members as he blew his nose.

“That was honestly one of the best birthdays I’ve ever had food wise, hyung. Seriously, thank you, the cake is delicious. Normally people will either heavily judge me for wanting to put hot sauce on whatever birthday treat I have, or will outright say that I can’t use hot sauce because it ruins the sanctity of birthdays.”

“No problem Bin. I’ve been wanting to try my hand at baking a different cake for a while, and your birthday seemed like a good excuse to experiment. I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Woong was still sounding very proud of himself. Youngbin helped Woong put the partially eaten cake back into the box. The birthday boy would be having spicy cake for a couple of days, but he honestly didn’t mind.

[froggy-seok]

HAPPY (LATE) BIRTHDAY @jjolees :D!!!!!

i hope you had an amazing day and plenty of time to relax and eat cake and spend time with ppl who love u :D

i wasn't Quite sure what to write for you, so I hope u like Daehyun Viewing SA1NT's Shenanigans!!!

[imamxdel]

To : Sorom From : Daehyun

Happy White Day

All her coworkers gushed over the flowers. Daehyun was popular amongst them for his handsome looks and charming flirtations towards his wife, then to be different once they were home. Valentines, their anniversary she was surprised he remembered, her birthday she was even more surprised he remembered, then white day. The same flowers sitting at her desk with a note not written by her husband.

Though this year, she actually smiled at the flowers as she put a hand on her very pregnant belly. Daehyun hadn't been the most loving husband, though he'd been slightly more observant since she'd become pregnant. She already assumed he wouldn't help and was ready for that. He'd given her the chance to be a mother. "They're beautiful," she mumbled in response to the girls all cooing over the sweet note. @dencesin

[fmdjace]

❝ we’re running out of time so now we on our way

solo related jihoon’s birthday celebration date: january 26th 2023 song choice: make a wish word count: 571 notes: maybe one day i will talk about jihoon’s habits and few traditions he has

birthdays have never been something he celebrates. even his family began keeping it to a minimum, a cupcake with a single candle stuck to it from his mother and a pat on the back from his father. small, simple, something jihoon continued to do even after moving to seoul and away from his parents. he gets a message or a call from his mother, every now and again. his father chimes in from somewhere in the room and they chat for a few extra minutes. it's become a routine and jihoon just accepts it. this year however, it's a bit different, he makes some effort mainly because he is in the middle of promotions, middle of his solo debut and his manager was attempting to make him do something extra.

which is how he ended up in a dance studio in gold star, vlive set up, there was a cupcake placed nicely on one of the chairs next to him, single candle and a lighter. keeping up the tradition as he said to daehyun and he just didn't really question it. they have been working together as a team, with catalyst, for plenty of years, he's just learned to not argue when jihoon says something is a tradition. like how he has to crack his knuckles before going out on stage, or how he has a specific perfume for specific days. they were small things that just had to be kept the same because in the hectic life of an idol, there were very few constants.

within a few more minutes, the vlive starts and jihoon is on it.

he's active with the comments, accepts a few birthday wishes here and there. if he was to do a vlive for his birthday, there was one more tradition - he did dance covers. plenty of them, whatever the chat asked and if he knew it, he did it. it was fun, very few times has he had the opportunity to go dance to girl groups, or other boy groups, sometimes he learns the choreography on the spot by watching a youtube video or something. he doesn't do vlives every single year, but whenever he does, its pretty much the same.

they're not that long either, maybe two hours at most because he is a busy guy.

this one is late at night as well, after a busy day of schedules, after practice and filming and being on a music show. busy.

"this year," he starts, sat down in front of the phone and reaching for the cupcake on the chair "i think i got a blueberry cupcake?" he questions, unsure as he reaches for the box it came it. it was from some fancy place, daehyun had said, didn't say the name really, it was written with big pretty letters on the box and the napkins it came with. "no its double chocolate chip." jihoon corrects himself, grin pulling on his lips as he shows the cupcake to the camera, rotating it from every possible angle for the viewers to see. "i also have a purple candle in the shape of a heart." he adds as he stabs the candle into the cupcake. its cute, really, he gives daehyun credit.

he doesn't put on a happy birthday song, doesn't bother singing anything. it's tradition afterall. in the same manner as every single year, for a bit less than two decades now, he lights up the candle, closes his eyes, counts to three and blows it out.

"let's get it, twenty eight."

[daedreamingalldae-archive]

[kpop-goestheweasel]

A Little Birthday Bliss - M

Soooooo.... I’ve only had this in my WIPs since this boy’s dern birthday. I honestly had full intentions of posting that day, but here we are only MONTHS later. Anyway, here it is. -exhale-

Summary: You’ve planned a little birthday surprise for your special fella.

Rated M - Probably for my grammar as well as content ‘cause I certainly did not edit :|

A half eaten cake remained on the coffee table surrounded by a large plethora of other foods sure to induce a diabetic coma. Countless balloons hung from the ceiling and scattered about the floor. A random animated movie played on the television, but there was no one in the room to watch it. The small birthday party had concluded its time in the living room and had long since retired to the bedroom where you could hear giggles and hushed voices from down the hall though the couple were the only inhabitants of the small apartment. 

“Were you surprised?” You giggled at the way the helium made your voice sound like a chipmunk, but to be completely honest, you found much more amusement in the way Daehyun laughed heartily. Watching his whole face scrunched in glee and his loud laugh echoed off the walls filled you with nothing but pure joy. 

As the laughter died down, his expression turned much more serious as his hands found your waist and pulled you to straddle his legs as he sat with his back pressed against the headboard of the bed. “I was,” he answered, his hands slowly sliding up your sides, pulling the hem of tee shirt up slightly. “I’d say this is probably my best birthday yet.”

Smiling in response, you raise a hand to slowly run your fingers through his thick hair. “It’s not over yet. I still have something more for you.” His brow raised, silently questioning you, but you only smirked in response. The way his eyes darkened let you know he had gotten the hint and you took that as your cue. Leaning forward, you ghosted you lips up his neck to his ear which you gave a little teasing nibble before whispering. “What’s a little something you wanted to do to me but haven’t yet?” Pulling back, you watch the curious surprise on his face before you motioned for him to look at the corner of the headboard. Your smirk only grew as you watched him glance at the ties you had secured to the bed earlier. Honestly, you were a bit surprised he hadn’t noticed them when you had first moved the party to the bedroom. Then again, it had been a spur of the moment movement as a result of the bit of icing you had playfully smeared on his face and then had to run from his revenge. 

When his attention returned to you, you could only grin in response. You were enjoying this almost a little too much. The excitement on his face was so enticing, but you had plans of your own. “Oh Darling, those aren’t for me tonight,” you told him, smirking at the flash of emotion on his face. The excited fear. 

You could relate.

It wasn’t too often you took control in the bedroom like this. But it was his special day and you were going to make sure it was special. Now you were finding that control to be oddly satisfying and you were looking forward to taking it for a test drive tonight.

“First things first. Shirt off,” you demanded, sitting back on his lap a bit to give him room to remove the clothing. As he did so, you took the opportunity to quickly pull off your own shirt while he slipped his off and couldn’t see you for a split second. Your playful smile only grew at the hungry gaze he met you with as soon as his shirt was over his head. Throwing the article of clothing to the floor, he reached out to run his fingers over the lacy black corset you had kept hidden under your shirt up until now. 

Licking his lips, he slowly tore his gaze from the lingerie to meet your gaze. “You really went all out,” he breathed. His hands roamed up and down your sides, feeling the way the translucent fabric hugged your curves. 

“There’s still more, but now my birthday boy has to earn his presents.” You ran your own hands over his chest, admiring the way his muscles quivered under your touch. Slowly, you reached for one arm and lifted it to bind with one of the ties on the bed. He didn’t take his eyes off you as you did so and when you returned your gaze to meet his deep, lustful eyes, you couldn’t help but to blush. There was certainly no turning back now.

After securing his other arm to the bed, you leaned in and kissed him deeply as you pressed your chest to his then pulled from him completely. You smirked as he leaned forward, chasing after another kiss. Any other time you would have happily given him exactly what he wanted, but tonight you were going to give him what he wasn’t even aware he wanted.

Moving from the bed, you gave him a smile then slowly slid down your jeans to reveal the rest of the lingerie hidden beneath. God, it was so hot to watch the way his whole expression darkened in primal hunger for you. Nothing had ever made you feel as sexy as the way he looked at you. You honestly weren’t sure who wanted to other worse. Even though you had this whole thing planned out to be slow and torturous for him in the most seductive of ways, you feared your own resolve wouldn’t last long enough to really drag it out to far.

“Now you’re far too overdressed,” you tutted as you returned to the bed and moved over him once again, straddling his thighs as you slowly moved your fingers down his chest to his torso until they made their way to the button of his pants. Raising your gaze to look at him as you slowly undid his pants, you smirked at the way he chewed on that plump lower lip of his. Leaning forward, you slowly unzipped his jeans. “That’s mine,” you uttered to him before pressing your lips to his in a deep, hungry kiss. Just as he arched forward to deepen the kiss, you caught that lower lip between your teeth and give it a nibble of your own while your hand slowly slid into the opening of his pants and rubbed over his arousal still encased in his underwear. Your lips, still connected with his own, curled as his breath hitched at pleasure of finally being touched where he needed it most.

Pulling from him, you shimmied down his legs to give yourself room to pull down the offending clothing that separated you from him.

“Fu- Jagiya, you’re killing me,” he breathed as he watched you remove his clothing painfully slowly. 

Looking up at him, you grinning mischievously. “Oh, Babe. I’m just getting started,” you teased before finally pulling his pants and underwear off while he remained helplessly tied to the headboard. Your eyes slowly raked over his body, loving that he was basically presented to you on a silver platter. Your very own toy to do as you pleased with for the whole night. And you had full intentions of making the very most of it.

Crawling back over him, you placed a kiss on the corner of his lips, teasing him with the neglect before starting a trail of kisses along his jaw then down his neck. As you made your way down his chest to his torso, your kisses back more sloppy and wet, peppered with a little nip here and there for good measure, making sure he was fully aware that he was fully at your mercy. Placing a kiss on his lower abdomen, you looked up to meet his eyes, instantly finding yourself growing all the hotter for him as he gazes at you with nothing but desire. 

You lowered yourself a bit more and smirked internally as you heard him utter an ‘oh God’ under his breath as he realized your intentions. As much as Daehyun loved to give oral, it wasn’t very often he received. It was something you saved as a special treat for him. 

His excitement was so apparent that you almost felt bad as you pulled from him, but you had a plan to stick to to make this as special for him as the man himself. “Patience, Love. You know you’re going to get what you want,” you teased lightly as you reached for the bedside drawer. “But only when I say so.” You grinned as his eyes widened slightly when you pulled out the black blindfold you had hidden there earlier.

“You really thought this all out,” he commented, his gaze shifting to you. “I thought you loved my eyes. Why are you going to cover them?”

A soft giggle fluttered from your lips before you stole a kiss from his. “I do love your eyes, but I want you to focus on what you feel rather than what you see.” You moved up his lap and playfully rolled your hips, rubbing your clothed heat against his eager member. Your grin widened all the more as he let out a little groan and raised his hips, practically begging for more friction.  “Just relax and enjoy your birthday present, Babe.” Stealing one last kiss, you slid the blindfold over his eyes. You’d be lying if you said there wasn’t a small part of yourself that was a little regretful to hide those beautiful pools of mocha emotion, but a bigger part of yourself was far too excited for what you had in store for him.  You were practically vibrating with giddiness as you thought of all the things probably going through his head right now, and all the surprises he was about to experience. One thing was for certain, he would not be forgetting this birthday any time soon.

Once his eyes were covered, you waved your hand in front of his face to make sure the blindfold did its job. Satisfied, you slowly moved from his lap, silently chuckling to yourself at the small whimper of protest from your man. Having a bit of mercy on him, you leaned over and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Just wait, Darling. Trust me,” you whispered against his cheek before pulling from him and crawling from the bed. Chewing excitedly on your own lip you, scurried from the room to the kitchen and grabbed the cup of ice from the freezer you had prepared earlier. You could feel your cheeks flush with your own excitement as you quickly made your way back to your bedroom with Daehyun waiting ...patiently… for you. Stepping back into the bedroom, you stopped short to take in the view. God, he looked so tempting as he vulnerably laid on your bed with his arms spread and hanging from the headboard.

“Jagiya?” he called quietly, his chin raising as he blindly searched for you with his other senses. You watched him clench and unclench his hands into fists.

Setting down the cup on the bedside table, you smiled lovingly at your man. “I’m right here, Darling. I’m not going to leave you like this.” You breathed a small laugh with your promise as his shoulders visibly relaxed. “Relax.” Slowly, you climbed onto his lap, straddling him once again. Unable to help yourself, you ran your fingertips down his chests to his abdomen, watching the way his muscles fluttered under your touch. As your fingers neared his groin, his member twitched, so eager and desperate for attention. Daehyun licked his lips, just as hungry for your touch. His chest rose and fell more dramatically with quickened breaths. You had him completely and utterly in the palm of your hand. And soon enough, you had him quite literally there as well, gently giving his rock-hard self gentle strokes. “So hard for me,” you cooed at him, slowly moving to hover over him. He shuttered around a breath as your wet lips met the warm skin of his chest and you gave his member a little squeeze.

Slowly, you worked your way down his body, leaving a trail of wet kisses down his chest to his abdomen, nipping playfully at the soft skin just below his belly button. Fuck. The little whimper that left his lips was so hot. Your hand continued to work him as you glanced up to him, watching the way he licked and nibbled on those beautiful lips of his. Precum was already warming your thumb that you teasingly ran over the head of his cock. There was nothing sexier than watching him slowly drown in his desire for you.

While he was wrapped up in the tender sensations you showered him with, you felt deliciously evil reaching for the cup and pulling one of the cubes from it. You could already imagine his reaction to your little surprise, and damn it, it just excited you all the more. The way he arched himself into your touch and bit back little gasps had you practically dripping yourself. You were beginning to wonder who you were actually turning on more.

Popping the cube into your mouth, you sucked on it for a few passing moments to let your wet cavern cool while continuing to tease him with your hands. Once you were satisfied with the drop of temperature in your mouth -and nearly unable to handle it anymore- you finally descended over his shaft. Had it not been for the combination of the ice cube and his thick member filling your mouth, a giggle would have escaped at the way he eagerly raised his hips to meet your mouth before gasping and tensing in surprise at the cool sensation rather than the warmth he was expecting. “That feels so weird,” he breathed around a shiver. The ties that bound him made a small sound of resistance as he pulled against them. “I want to touch you,” he whined, but you were too busy using your tongue to run the cube up and down the underside of his length to give him an response. You were enjoying the control almost a little too much. To have him completely at your mercy, it was deliciously sensual.

The cube slowly melted away as Daehyun quivered and whimpered beneath you. There was seriously nothing in the world that got you more wet than the sounds of his pleasure. To know that he teetered on the edge of his senses because of your touch was so damn hot. Your mouth was beginning to warm in the absence of the cube; his groans and little catches of breath picked up in volume and frequency. You knew he was starting to race to his end, but you still had much more in store for him. He wasn’t getting off that easily.

Pulling your mouth from him, you moved to carefully rid yourself of your bottoms. Though you didn’t quite want to admit it, you were growing incredibly anxious for some relief yourself. And you knew just how to go about getting it.

Turning yourself around so you were facing away from him, you slowly leaned over him and backed yourself up, raising your bottom in the air before his face. Not sure whether it was your scent or the heat of your core that got his attention, but you didn’t even have to voice your desires. His face was instantly buried between your legs, his tongue lapping at you as if it was his first meal in a week. “You’re so wet,” he groaned and nipping at your bottom then returned his tongue to your slit. “You know, Jagiya, this would be easier for me and better for you if I had at least one hand free.” You couldn’t help but to chuckle at his pathetic hint.

“I think you’re doing just fine, Love,” you replied, grinning to yourself. You could practically see the pout on his lips at your blatant dismissal to his ‘subtle’ request. Deciding he could use a little more punishment for his attitude, you reached to your cup and pulled out another cube. This time you softly ran the frozen water along his abdomen, pulling a surprised gasp from him. His muscles contracted as his body instinctively tried to move from the cold. You bit your lip to hold back a giggle at his whimper of protest. Still, you did not relent but instead continued to run the cube over his stomach, drawing arbitrary pictures with the melting water. Finally, you decided to truly return to torturing him and lowered your mouth over his throbbing length once again, earning yourself a low groan of approval.

As you bobbed your head over his member, he feverishly dined on you until you could hardly take any more. Even without the use of his hands, he had you quivering and heated from the inside out. You needed more. To hell with your little plan of torture. At this point, you were torturing yourself far more than him.

Pulling from him, you turned to face your lover. Your tongue traced your lips, mimicking the way he licked your taste from his. “I think I’m ready for the grand finale. How ‘bout you, Babe?” You tease, slowly moving yourself up his lap. Pressing your hips to his, you teasingly rub yourself against his member as you kiss up and down the side of his neck, peppering a little nip here and there before catching his earlobe between your teeth. His little whimper and the way he raised his hips against yours was more than enough to let you know he was just as wanton as you.

You ran your hands down his chest, letting one travel further down to guide his hardness between your folds. Unable to help yourself from teasing the both of you just a bit more, you ran the head of his member along your slick slit a couple times before finally lowering yourself over him. The sound of your combined, pleasured moans mixed with the quick breaths that filled the silence.

Starting with slow rolls of your hips, you gave yourself a moment to adjust to the girth that filled you. Gradually, you quickened your pace and allowed him deeper inside yourself as you braced yourself with the headboard your boyfriend was still bound to. Deciding to give him a little treat for taking his torture so well, you moved a hand to his blindfold and swiftly pulled it over his head and dropped it to the floor so he could take in the sight of you on top. You grinned, watching him blink at the sudden brightness before his eyes hungrily fixated on you. A groan of approval vibrated his chest as he tried to lean forward to press him lips to you. The straps on his wrist made a sound of protest and held him just out of reach, stirring a giggle from yourself. This earned yourself another groan from your lover as your walls clenched around him with your little sound of amusement.

“Jagiya, I’m not going to last much longer,” he moaned with a little huff before shuddering as you giggled again. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t nearing your own end, but seeing him so worked up and whiny as cute as it was sexy. Taking further mercy on him -and eager to feel his hands on yourself- you finally released him from the binds.

As if he was suddenly unleashed, Daehyun gave a low growl and twisted the both of you as soon as his hands were free. Wrapping his arms around you, he flipped you over beside him so you were lying on your back. You didn’t even have a chance to process his movements before he was atop you. No further words were spoken as he thrusted himself inside your waiting warmth and carried you both over the edge with only a few further strokes.

You both laid intertwined with one another, chests rising and falling quickly as you worked to catch your breaths after ‘round two’. Once he was granted control once again, Daehyun made sure you wouldn’t be forgetting this night any time soon as well. Smiling to yourself, you drew invisible little pictures on his chest as he softly ran his fingers through your hair, knowingly lulling you to sleep.

“Just wait until your birthday, Love,” he whispered and laid a kiss on your forehead just before you slipped into your dreams.

[mybutterflyfact]

24.06.28 - Happy Birthday to amazing singer that can make you melt, a hardworking boy that care so much about his fans and bandmates, that has the ability to make you laugh at the silliest things and i still think one day he will kill all the Babys with that smile, i could talk about all quality of him all day because he’s such a precious person, anyway happy birthday to one and only, Jae bae, Prince of Busan Jung Daehyun.

Saranghae~

I hope he’s having a great day. ♡

[iikpoptrash]

🎉🎉HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAEHYUN!!!🎂🎂🎂

[everythingbap]

🎥 Jung Daehyun 2024 Birthday Live: 🎂HAPPY DAEHYUN DAY🎂

[flockxtogether]

Happy Birthday, Daehyun

This is something I’m sure everyone and their mother is doing as long as they are a BABY and love B.A.P as much as I do, but I feel like I need to put out my own birthday wishes for Daehyun today, because he’s impacted not only my life but the lives of so many in such a positive way. I don’t want to just write some fanfiction or something unrealistic, I don’t want to joke around, I just want to get out my raw feelings for the man I call my ultimate bias, because whether he’d be my bro, my boyfriend, or just another strange face on the street, he’s the most beautiful person I’m happy to say I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet.

How do I really start this? I’m not sure, but I feel like I’ll end up just rambling if I’m not careful, not that I would ever mind rambling about someone I have come to love more and more as every day passes.

When I first got into B.A.P I didn’t know I’d end up here. He was my bias at first because I simply didn’t know the other members, and then as time went on my bias seemingly switched for awhile, because I was getting to know them and for a time all I could focus on was Himchan. Sometimes I do these little self-rps where I just talk to myself and come up with scenarios with idols, and I choose who I’d want to be with romantically. Of course it’s unrealistic, but it’s just for fun and I suppose it’s not harming anyone so why not? But I was so tired one night I just fell asleep instead of doing one of my little self-rps like I usually do, and I kid you not I had a dream about both Himchan and Daehyun.

It’s one of the most memorable dreams I have ever had and I don’t think I could ever forget it. It was so simple but it spoke volumes. When I woke up I broke into a fit of tears due to this dream. Let me explain it to you.

In this dream I was in a black void, nothing was around me, you couldn’t see the floor below my feet, everything was just blackness, and I was simply walking. I was walking towards Himchan, who was quite a bit a ways from me. As I neared him though, he gave me this gentle smile and lifted his finger to point in the direction I was coming from. He wanted me to look behind me, so I stopped walking and turned around. What, or more appropriately, who, I saw behind me was Daehyun. He had his arms open wide, ready for me to run into them and get a hug, and he had a happy, huge smile on his face. I remember looking back at Himchan, and him waving me onward, telling me silently that it was okay to go, just go. Go. And so I did. I ran to Daehyun, I ran into his arms and he hugged me and wouldn’t let go, and as the dream ended there, I was left with one final, silent message. He was waiting for me to come home. I woke up that morning and realized my Ultimate Bias was no longer Key from SHINee, the first group I’d ever gotten into. It was Daehyun. He had been my B.A.P bias all along and it was like he was just waiting for me to realize it and come back to him, but now I also realized everything I thought about idols was wrong, because I’d never in my six years of K-Pop thought I’d change Ultimate Biases, leaving Key behind as far as that title went seemed unthinkable.

Of course, I’ve come to realize Key in all likelihood wouldn’t mind, and it’s not like he even thinks about it, he’s never met me and doesn’t know I, as an individual, exist, so I don’t have to feel ashamed or upset or like I’m betraying him. At the time though I kind of refused to believe Daehyun had taken his spot, and I didn’t admit it until after their Live on Earth concert in Atlanta in 2016.

That concert set in stone that I couldn’t deny it anymore, and that Daehyun had really shaken my world in a way no one ever had before, and no one has since.

You see, it may sound silly, or maybe you’ll write me off as crazy, I am mentally ill after all, depression and anxiety, what have you, but the truth remains in tact no matter what I do. I am in love with an idol. I am in love with Jung Daehyun.

This might piss a lot of people off, there are a lot of people in the k-pop community who claim that an idol is “theirs” as if they are their property. I don’t mind, I know a lot of that is just a combination of immaturity and an over-abundance of excitement. I don’t mind if people hate me. I don’t mind.

What I mind is that I’m in love with someone I am hopeless to ever really know. And I like to think I do know him. I follow him very closely, I watch his body language, his eyes, his facial features, more than just his words, to really know the emotions behind the smiles he has to wear on camera. I know his tells, I can see when he’s stressed or tired and doesn’t want to show it, yes, I know a lot about Jung Daehyun, but... I don’t actually know him, right? Because no matter how closely I follow him or how much I study every little detail of his being all I can see is what’s on camera, and people change on camera, idols /have/ to change on camera.

The Jung Daehyun I wish I knew is the real one. I want to know the man who is only coming to terms with his own skin tone, I want to know where his thoughts lie and why he’s so ashamed. Why does he feel he’s not beautiful, why does he truly hate himself and worry so much about being overweight? What is the /core/, root problem where such self-esteem issues lie. I yearn to be the person who knows the little details, who he can talk to any time he needs someone. I often find myself just wishing I could be the one who tells him yes, you /are/ loved, and know that he believes me, that he truly trusts my words.

I want to know everything about him from his favorite freckle on his own skin to what he had for dinner three weeks ago on Sunday. I want to meet his family, I want to love and support them, I want to see how he grew up and be a part of his world as it is now. But I can’t.

All I can do is love him, and tell myself that the few seconds I got with him to say thank you, the one picture I have to commemorate the moment is still worth everything. And it is worth everything, I just wish I had more time.

The things I love about Daehyun? It’s everything. He is intelligent, and dedicated to his career, and more than that, to B.A.P. He has talked about how the other five members have become the most important people in his life, how he wishes B.A.P could be forever. He /loves/ them and he wouldn’t give them up for the world.

Beyond his intelligence, dedication, love, and loyalty for B.A.P and everything he does and what it all means to him, he still knows how to have fun. He likes to joke around, he wants everyone to be happy and jump around and have a good time. He hates the idea of other people being sad and upset so he works even harder to make those around him happy. He does everything for us, for his fans. BABYz mean the world to him. I don’t even have to mention his tattoos, do I? One for the other members of B.A.P, and one for us, for his BABYz. If you want further explanation on them I can tell you all about them, just ask, but for now let’s just continue.

Something that actually bothers me is that people seem to only see the part of an idol that is their on-camera presence. What I mean by this is that when you are an idol you are given, by your company, an image that you have to show on the camera. This would be for some, the “happy virus” of the group. This is Daehyun. That’s all fine and dandy, but what’s not okay is what this means.

See, Happy Virus types like Daehyun, Chanyeol, Baekhyun, Taehyung, and others like to jump around and have fun. They have way too much energy so they’re constantly bouncing off the walls and raising the mood of the group and the fans around them. But how fans perceive them is that if they are having so much fun, it must mean they’re idiots.

Chanyeol and Taehyung are prime examples of this, where people think they are simply stupid, just because they like to laugh and have fun. It doesn’t make any sense to me that anyone would assume ANY idol is stupid. Every idol you see is not only dedicated and hard-working, because really how far have you gotten compared to them, but they are extremely intelligent and I know each one of them could sit down and have a serious conversation, and this includes Daehyun.

Watching his stage presence, when he is singing he is extremely focused. In fact he’s so focused that at their Party Baby Tour in Atlanta this year, he was looking right at me and didn’t even see me because he was /so/ concentrated on singing and doing his very best. Most of the concert I actually noticed his rather serious expressions, because as much as he likes to joke around and jump wildly across the stage, his career is no joke to him. His passion is what makes him who he is.

He is so dedicated to singing and has come so far that he is the only idol who makes me literally emotional every single time he sings. I have never known anyone who could make me emotional at every note they hit. Even my mother, who often complains about me playing “that Korean music,” stopped and told me one day that he has a beautiful, powerful voice. He is so dedicated to his singing that even for his current musical, Napoleon, when others have joked about him being an actor he has /adamantly/ denied them. He has said multiple times, no, I’m not an actor, because acting is not what he wants to do, acting is not why he is in this musical. Singing is what he wants to do. Singing is why he’s in this musical.

He’s not in it for fame, he’s not in it for money, he wants people to remember him by his voice, not his face, and he wants people to remember him by his voice because the more people that remember him, the farther it means he’s come. Each new person that says, “Oh yeah I remember him, wow his voice is amazing,” is a marker of how far he’s come and each new fan is a marker of his furthering success, and that’s all he wants. To be successful at the one thing he loves more than B.A.P, more than BABYz, more than life itself. Singing.

No matter who he ever ends up with in a relationship, if anyone, the one thing I want to see is that that person supports him in his career 100% and more. I want to know that the person who stands with him for life stands with his voice and talents as well, with his passion. I want them to support every tour he goes on, every musical he stars in, and I want them to remind him every day that beyond just his amazing talent and passion, he as a person is so, so loved.

It’s weird to me to think that I could write so much, that I could be so in love with this one man, and yet there are so many out there who hate him. And why? At the root of it, they hate him because he hates himself. Most people who don’t like him assume he fat shames, but as an overweight person myself, I’ve done the research and that’s..really not it at all. Any time Daehyun points out weight, it’s not because he cares about your weight, or mine, or anyone else’s. It’s because he cares about his own, and he’s terrified of being overweight himself. 

Because of his lack of self-confidence and his troubles with people who hate him for having dark skin, he hates himself for his dark skin, and to be overweight on top of that, in his mind, would just make him even uglier than he already thinks he is. He is just starting to learn to accept that he has dark skin, not because he likes it, but because he’s realizing it’s not something you can change. I really hope people remind him daily that his darker skin tone is beautiful, because in person, let me tell you, it looks like he’s been kissed by the sun, like he’s absorbed a ray of light and he’s shining brilliantly. He is gorgeous, absolutely, magnificently stunning. And yet..he thinks he’s ugly. So he worries about his skin tone, and he worries about his weight, even though he has nothing to worry about. And looping back to something I said earlier, I guess all of this is why I wish I could be the person he talks to about these issues, the person who tells him that he’s beautiful and lovely just the way he is, inside and out, and that he would truly, honestly believe me.

But as of now..that can’t happen. So a birthday wish will have to do. And to the idol, to the /man/ who stole my heart, who I love more than anyone or anything else in the world, thank you. You’ve saved me from suicide attempts and you’ve done so much for me and so many around the world. Thank you for everything you are and everything you’ve done. Thank you for filling my life with so much love and hope. You are beautiful, and wonderful, and even in your imperfections, you are perfect to me.

I love you so much, and I hope your 25th birthday is absolutely amazing and so-filled with love.

[sneezyminniejo]

Excerpt for the Zodiac fic coming ou tomorrow

"Woong made you a special cake. One that we all th-think you'll like m-more. HEHSTIEGHHH, HEHSTIEGHHH." Daehyun ducked his head to the side so as to not sneeze on the cake. Woong placed the box he was carrying on the table and took the cake out, placing it in front of Youngbin.

The cake didn’t look like a typical birthday cake. There were no fun designs, there were no bright colors, ‘happy birthday’ wasn’t even written on it. Woong handed Youngbin a chopsticks with a giant grin on his face, clearly excited about having made the cake. Youngbin was both disappointed and skeptical. Disappointed because the cake was just a cake. There was absolutely no indication that it had been made for someone’s birthday. He was skeptical because as far as he knew Woong couldn’t cook. Woong was the one member who never stepped foot in the kitchen beyond grabbing something from the fridge. Whenever someone asked if he could help them in the kitchen, he’d make up some excuse for why he couldn’t. Youngbin went to grab the bottle of hot sauce he had placed just off camera, only for Jasper to snatch it before he could grab it.

“Uh-uh hyung. You are not adding anything to hyung’s cake. You need to try it as is.” The youngest proclaimed

“Have any of you tried the cake?” Youngbin asked, trying to figure out if Woong’s baking would be any good.

Minseok shook his head. “None of us were brave enough to try it. But we’re all confident you’ll like it.” This did not make Youngbin feel any better. As he hesitantly grabbed his chopsticks to take a bite of the cake, he could hear the members talking about the comments that were asking if Woong’s cooking was just that bad if none of the members had been willing to try his food.

[bewitchedbybap]

[2020-06-28] Happy Birthday Jung Daehyun!