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YANDERE TEN:
•Yandere Chittaphon actúa de maneras extrañas.
•Lo que quiero decir es que de repente es tan frío y distante, pero cinco minutos después será una persona completamente diferente.
•Él también posee poder en la mafia, así que es mejor portarse bien si sabes lo que te conviene.
•Te conoció debido a un error de sus hombres que atraparon a la persona equivocada, pero ya no puede dejarte ir porque has visto su rostro, nadie que lo vea por error puede salir vivo.
•Y él te lo recordará a cada momento, lo afortunad@ que fuiste al perdonarte la vida para que comience a tratarte como de la realeza.
•Te dará todo lo que quieras, siempre y cuando te quedes con él.
•Quizás sea el más "liberal" de los yandere porque se te permite salir de la mansión solo si vas acompañad@ por el equipo de seguridad que él te otorgó.
•Y con equipo de seguridad me refiero a niñeras que en donde vean a hombres que intenten pasarse de listos contigo, van a morir.
•Es bastante liberal porque te lleva a fiestas, cenas, eventos y demás para presumir de tu hermosa compañía, como un trofeo.
•Pero sea quien sea, si alguien mancha tu honor, él mismo lo limpiará trayendo a tus pies el corazón de tus nuevos enemigos. En serio lo hará.
•Chittaphon es más así como un yandere sugar daddy, lo que quieres lo tienes, pero debes pagarle abriendo tus bonitas piernas para él.
•Volviendo a lo complicado de su carácter, es frío porque si bien te lleva a todas partes, odiara que vean que eres su debilidad, así que querrá obviamente disimularlo.
•Pero eres un ángel y tú belleza es difícil de ignorar para Ten.
•No tiene castigos físicos para ti, considera horrible marcar una piel tan bonita como la tuya.
•Además le hechara la culpa a los demás por tu mal comportamiento si es que lo tienes, después de todo, él cree que es el mundo quien está corrompiendote, por lo que le es lógico que sea el mundo quien debe pagar. Eres su ángel. Y te hará verlo, no para que te horrorices, si no para que lo felicites por su buen trabajo protegiendote de los malos.
•Literalmente estas en una cajita de cristal porque yandere Chittaphon no te permite hacer cosas peligrosas, para eso están sus hombres. O él en el mejor de los casos.
•Vive esta fantasía de que es tu hombre ideal, así que no lo contradigan, Chittaphon enojado es vengativo, algo que aprenderás viendo cómo trata a los demás.
•A este punto, seguramente notaste la enorme debilidad que eres para él, y eso probablemente tenga sus ventajas, siempre y cuando te hayas adaptado a olvidar a tus amigos y familiares porque compartir no entran en los planes de yandere Chittaphon.
•Ya eres suy@, así que comportate y adaptate. Ya lo dije, vive en su fantasía de que es tu príncipe azul, ese que te rescató de un triste destino cruel. Es tu obligación amarlo y ser agradecid@.
•Pero te prefiere pur@ e inocente en la cama, aunque eso no significa que no se te permita iniciar el acto, lo apreciará bastante. Sin embargo él es el hombre a cargo y quiere dominar la mayor parte posible.
•No le gustan los juguetes ni nada extravagante, porque él es el hombre a cargo y puede con todo.
•Y aún si tiene un enorme problema con verte en lencería, será tu haz bajo la manga si quieres algo que extrañamente te fuera a negar.
•Chittaphon es del tipo que desconfía de todos, así que tú opinión es demasiado importante para él. Aún así no sepas nada del tema, el querrá escuchar algo de tus labios.
•Pero como sus negocios son peligrosos, no querrá involucrarte directamente, lo cual es gracioso para alguien quien te lleva a todos sus eventos. Todos conocen tu rostro.
•Chitaphon ignorara tus quejas sobre que quieres irte y demás. Eres suy@ y vives feliz, con qué razón le dirías algo tan cruel? Así que quizás quieras recapacitar sobre tus palabras antes de que se enoje algún día.
•Por lo general, yandere Chittaphon es bastante tranquilo pese a actuar de maneras extrañas, te tiene por encima de todo, siempre pur@ y pulcr@. Nadie puede contradecir.
—Definitivamente eres mi ángel, siempre tan obediente y dulce. Permiteme premiarte por lo bien que me haces sentir, un pajarito me contó que te gustaría tomar aire fresco, te llevaré mañana a las montañas. Mi bebé~
Housemates (Ten)
Did you expect that I’m going to write about Ten? If not, then surprise! I have a soft spot for him, and here’s my take on him being Essie’s housemate.
Mahal ko kayong lahat! :)
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Summary: This installment is inspired by this post, and one of the scenarios mentioned is inspired by an offhand comment I made that shocked my officemate because he never knew I had green humor. Yes, I take a lot of inspiration from everywhere – myself included.
POV: 2nd person again.
Word count: 1,300 + words
Warning: Okay, I have to be honest here – Ten might be a bit OOC because I pegged him as someone with a sassy personality that can come sometimes across as something else if you know what I mean. I edited out some parts that imply his alleged sexuality since I don’t want to fight anyone on that. I hope you understand, and please enjoy this piece!
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When you lived with Ten for a week, it was a hell of a ride. Or trip, whatever the kids say these days.
Most of your friends said that the two of you are a terrible combination. Both of you couldn’t stop making green jokes to the point that people wanted to shut you up.
But most of the time, it was Ten who started it. That boy had one of the dirtiest minds, and you loved that side of him because if you were completely honest with yourself, you are a freaky bitch.
“I want some meaty barbecue on a long stick,” he said while you were eating at the dining table with Johnny, Jaehyun, Mark, and Doyoung. He even invited the four men to have dinner with you, so it’s not just the two of you bitches making goo-goo eyes at each other.
You and Mark almost choked on your zucchinis with his offhand comment while Johnny raised an eyebrow at him.
“Isn’t that meaty enough? I made sure to get the meatiest meat of them all,” the Korean-American eyed the barbecue he was eating, which Jaehyun observed as well.
“But what I got isn’t as meaty as yours!” Ten whined, frowning at the barbecue stick he was almost done eating.
“Teeeeen!” You groaned, your face flushed from the innuendo of his words. He gave you a smirk in response, and you felt your cheeks heat up even more.
“How about you, Mark? Is your barbecue stick meaty?” There was no stopping Ten now that he had been told to by no less than an ally.
The younger guy observed his stick and shrugged. “Just the right meatiness, I guess?” He said before taking a bite.
“Ah, that must taste good,” the Thai commented loud enough for you – and only you – to hear.
You kicked him under the table, and he returned it. “Damn bitch, slow down! I don’t want to die laughing because of your meaty barbecue,” you muttered.
He just laughed at your reaction as he got another barbecue stick to eat.
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“What do you mean we can’t have fruits?!” You grumbled, still browsing the fridge for something to eat. Ten’s fridge was close to being bare, and he almost screeched at you for suggesting to have apples in his chiller.
“Girl, you should know by now that I hate fruits. Like, seriously.” He assumed a serious pose in front of you, hands folded in front of his chest.
“That’s a weird fear to have, but okay? So you fear even bananas then?” You closed the fridge and copied his position.
“If that’s a banana that isn’t yellow and green and comes in different sizes, then yes.”
“Is there any other banana that’s not yellow and green?”
He gave you a wink, and shame on you that you didn’t get what he meant right away.
“You are such a horny bastard, Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul.”
Ten cackled at your response before he dragged you with him to the living room.
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You pulled an all-nighter at Ten’s and was ready to call it a night (well, what else would you call it?).
However, the Thai stunner had other plans as he played some upbeat Top 40 song. “Girl, let’s have a dance battle! Whoever dances the most gets to skip all household chores!”
It was your third day staying in his place, and you have been assigned some chores by the host himself. To make your stay more fun and challenging, he decided to hold a dance battle at four in the morning.
“Chittaphon!” You groaned, but in the end, you were dancing along to the choreography of a Latin trap song with no effort at all.
In the end, Ten won – he knew all of the choreographies of each song. Of course, he would win – he set up the game for him to do so.
“You put me in a trap!” You shook him by the shoulders, and he was laughing at how much of a sore loser you were.
“Of course, dear! You’re in my court, so I get to make the rules here. So…” he looked around the apartment for something you can do for him, “please take out the trash.”
“I’ll get you for this, Chittaphoooon!” You swore, raising your fist in the air in annoyance. As always, Ten giggled at your amusing reaction.
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In another similar moment, Ten disturbed you in the wee hours of the morning for something.
At first, he woke you at 2:45 a.m. asking for a phone charger. “But wait, isn’t your phone an Android one?” You asked, halting the search for your charger in your bag.
He looked at the socket of his phone and smiled sheepishly. “Oh yeah, it is. And you have an Apple charger, right?”
You nodded, and he laughed awkwardly, embarrassed that he had to shake you in bed for a charger that’s not even compatible with his phone.
“But can you help me look for it then?” He used his cute voice, which made it hard for you to say no. “Damn you Ten, you owe for me this,” you grumbled as you got up from the bed, helping him find his phone charger in his apartment.
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The third time that he had to ruin your peaceful sleep was when he lost his glasses. It was almost 5 a.m., and he was whining about where he had put it.
“Essie, my sweet girl! I need my glasses! Please help me find them,” he pleaded, almost kneeling in front of you.
“Where did you last put them? Do you remember where?” You asked as you put on your slippers.
“I forgot, I’m sorry! But I really need them! I can barely see anything,” he said while holding your wrist. He led the way on the search for his glasses, his other hand free for touching any surface they come across.
“You know, I’m blind as a bat too when I don’t have my glasses on. So next time, please remember to take care of them!” You decided to lead the search instead of him since you wore yours.
“Yes, Essie noona,” he said too sweetly, making you roll your eyes. “Don’t call me that, Chittaphon. Don’t remind me I’m old.”
“But you said you’re as blind as a bat without glasses, so I presume you’re a dusty old bat with them.”
“Chittaphoooon!”
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When you and Ten stepped out of the house for some shopping, you were a bit annoyed that he relegated you to be his photographer.
“At least you’re not the one carrying these bags, girl,” he huffed, raising the paper bags that he carried in one hand. “Just take photos of me, and I’ll carry your bags in return.”
“Whatever you say, bitch. Now, can you please fix your pose?” You directed him to lean toward the column and give his best Greek sculpture pose.
Once he did, you took multiple snaps. “Yes, yes…work it, uh-huh…that’s fabulous!” Your comments were honey to his ears – he loved getting complimented for his modeling.
“Can I look at my pics?” You handed him his phone back and scrutinized the shots you took. “Oh my, I look gorgeous,” he gushed, sliding through each photo with a smile on his face. “Let’s look for another location at this mall.”
You rolled your eyes at his comment but grinned anyway. You were flattered that he loved your photos. Maybe you should get back into photography, so you and Johnny can bond more through the hobby.
After all, things were looking peachy for the both of you. It seems there is a possibility that you can take your friendship a bit further, but of course, Ten has to know if you and Johnny end up together.
Ah, such feelings complicate friendships, but that shouldn’t ruin them completely. You hoped that Ten would still be okay with you if you admitted that you had a crush one of his closest friends.
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