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NAME: Yoo Daeyeon (Theodore) AGE: 18 SPECIES: human   GENDER: demigender (he/they) ORIENTATION: panromantic/sexual. PROFESSION: student, actor.

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BODY TYPE: average, slightly chubby.  HAIR: naturally Black, currently a honey blonde. EYES: brown SKIN: not extremely pale, yet not very tan. HEIGHT: 170 cm

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SIBLINGS: 6. 5 sisters, 1 brother. dohee and dahee, the oldest twins, are fully blood-related to daeyeon. minhee & mina, twins, are his maternal younger siblings, and jiho and minsu are his paternal younger siblings. minsu was born a month after minhee and mina, and jiho was born a year later. PARENTS: mother, step father, father, stepmother. CHILDREN: none ANY PETS?:  three cats: mao, sushi, & strudel. 

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COLORS: yellow, pink SMELLS: pineapple, strawberrys, patchouli, nag champa FOOD / DRINKS: fruits, any strawberry flavoured drink ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES?: yes  [ ]  || rarely [ ✓] || no [] FAVORITES: what does this mean ... 

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Xzavier only laughed a bit more at his words, Well it was a known fact that he himself did adore the idea of being right and most of the time when it came down to it– he was. “Being wrong isn’t always a bad thing?” he offered kindly enough, his voice in a soft tone now as if to slightly ease the feelings the other might be experiencing. “Being wrong gives you room to learn. Learn the right answers and see a bit more than you did before.” he offered before closing his book after slipping in a thin piece of paper for a bookmark, he was a bit too cheap to go and actually buy a bookmark–why buy a piece of paper to go inside when you can just make your own? Those were his stubborn thoughts.

“I know I’m not an actor,” he started speaking, turning some in his seat and lifting his arm to rest his elbow atop of the surface of the desk beside him, his  arm bending at the middle junction so he could rest a fist to his jawline and support his head while leaning into it slightly. “But, You should like– Fall in love with the character’s right?” he suggested before humming softly. “I think about it like if I was an actor there would be some role types I would wanna play and the first one would be Someone I can relate to, The next would be someone different completely from me, Another would be someone who I can learn something from–Someone who I want/ to be like.” He spoke slowly thinking of them as he went along. “Some people think that its best to take an easier route and sometimes that’s true– But definitely taking a chance and doing the harder route is sometimes is more beneficial.”

A deep sigh left him as he rubbed at his eyes gently, feeling kinda tired since it was raining out today– the weather was seriously making him feel like he could pass out at any moment. “Even if it hurts when you lose, Eventually you’ll see that there was something–even the smallest of things that you could take and learn from it.” he finished now before yawning and scrunching his face before staring off blankly. “This weather is going to be the end of me.” He murmured softly to himself as he ran his fingers through his own hair.

 "Anyway, What I’m saying is that you’re right. If you keep playing characters that you’ve already done, how can you learn more? you’re limiting yourself and your growth–How will you know how far you can go if you never leave your spot.“ he spoke before rolling his hand in a nonchalant fashion, starting to feel embarrassed about the soft sort of advice he was giving the other. "Something like that, at least …” he muttered to make it seem less.

Another snort left him at the other’s words. “Er, Gaston doesn’t believe that women should read or have any knowledge. I’d never be such a vile person, I like my women smart.” he playfully cooed before letting out a laugh now, his lips curling up now as his eyebrows raised. “Gaston was pretty handsome, though, wasn’t he? I can’t be too negatively impacted I guess with that thought in mind even though we both know I’m the lesser in looks between the two of us.” he chuckled  softly, knowing that he himself was rather plain– He alway had no hesitance in calling himself ugly and usually this resulted in people getting in an uproar about it, but he believed it to be true.

daeyeon had listen attentively to what the other had said, nodding his head along the way, but xav’s last comment had struck something. “lesser in looks?” he snorted, rolling his eyes. his head drifted to the side, his cheek resting where his chin had just been. “you’ve got to be kidding me.” although daeyeon usually came off as a little full of himself and overly confident, it was only a facade to cover what he disliked – which was most of him. daeyeon had always struggled with his outer appearance. he would often sit in front of the mirror poking at his puffy cheeks, or at his stomach, and it didn’t help that his friends would always make jokes about him, about his cheeks, about his belly. but of course when he was with them, he would laugh at it. he never felt good about his weight. and he always thought he had too many moles, his face was too round, his eyes too turned up at the end, expressed too much, walked too flamboyant.

he pulled his head up again to look at xzavier. “you think you’re lesser in looks than me? me? i’m already at the bottom of the scale, dude, you can’t get any lower. on a scale of one to ten on looking fat and stupid, ten being the worst: i’m at an eleven, and you’re at negative two. people consider you the hottest person in the room, but you don’t see it – which, i don’t understand because i could have sworn you wear contacts to help you see things? right?” the irritation in daeyeon’s voice was obvious. he quickly turned his head away from xav, his frustration melting down into embarrassment. but he didn’t apologize – why would he need to? he thought.

“you know, maybe that’s it.” he had thought about it before, about how maybe casting directors saw those things about daeyeon. “maybe it’s looks. maybe i look too… i don’t know. gross?” he couldn’t put it into words. well, he probably could, he didn’t want to hear it come out of his own mouth.

he had thought about why he wasn’t getting cast, a lot more than what he said earlier. most of the time it was because of how he looked, and he was working on that! he was losing weight, to be more attractive. although, skipping many meals wasn’t the most healthy way to do that… but no one needed to know that that’s what he had been doing. obviously, it was more than just his looks that wasn’t getting him cast. he had thought – what if it’s just him? he, as a person. before college, he had sat through a couple lectures that told him about interviews for scholarships, jobs, etc. ‘be weary of what you put online, some jobs will search you.’ he had thought for so long before realizing that yeah, it probably was him. it was him being so open with himself, his sexuality. posting pictures of him and minghao on instagram, talking about how much he loves him. it was so probable. and how did that make him feel? shitty. he sat in silence as he went back on the thought.

it made daeyeon’s chest fill with anxiety, stealing the breath from his lungs. he choked for a gasp of air before putting his forehead down to rest right on his knees. he wanted to cry. he sniffled a bit, his eyes watering. a moment before, they had just discussed the reason why daeyeon wasn’t getting roles. so, why was he here crying now?

“i’m probably reaching, but,” he sniffed. “do you think it’s me? like, do you think all those casting directors look me up, and see that i’m gay? is that what it is?” he was right, he was reaching. daeyeon knew that he was over-reacting, but he also knew that – yeah, to some extent, it could be true. the country was conservative, it was not america, it was not utah. there were no laws in place either to stop hiring discrimination. “sorry, this is stupid. i’m stupid.”

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daeyeon paused for a moment, debating if he wanted to give the other a hug or not. he wasn’t sure how daniel felt about touchy-feeling things, so he decided it was best to just ask. “would you like a hug? hugs always make me feel better when i’m stressed and overwhelmed.” the younger pursed his lips, cocking his head. what else would make him feel better? “first, before you do anything, though, i think you need to unwind a little bit. so you can get your head straight and think logically on what you’re going to do about that rent. we can go get bingsu and chill for a little while –– if you want?”

Daniel had never had the thought in his head for the year that he had been here in korea, to actually give his korean name to the people writing his name. Why had he never thought of that before, Yeongmin was a lot easier for the people to write, yet it slipped his mind. He was so used to everyone just calling him Danny or Daniel his whole lie sometimes even he forgot his own Korean name. Even his parents just called him his nickname, unless he was in trouble that is. “You know.. that’s a good question. I really should have just used my korean name… that would have saved me a lot of time and embarrassment.” He closed his eyes and covered his eyes with his hand as he laughed softly, shaking his head at himself. “I cant believe I just did this for coffee.. oh my god.” Daniel wasn’t the type to normally be embarrassed with these things but he was a bit too extra with how he did it, he sure did make an impact in this place that was for sure. “I’m gonna have to find a new coffee shop to go to.”

“listen, it’s an honest mistake.” the younger laughed. “you’re american. if you went by daniel your whole life, it would only make sense for you to just continue to use the name here, right? i did that for a while with my english name.” when daeyeon had first moved to korea five years ago, he had made the same mistake. but that stopped only after a couple of months, since daeyeon’s family never used that name for him. it was an honest mistake. “i think you’ll be fine. you don’t need to find a new coffee shop. just play it cool, y’know. distract them a little, they won’t even know it’s you.” a smile played across daeyeon’s lips. “maybe just, don’t distract them with something as extravagant as a dance spelling out your name.” 

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Crescents halving in size as he gazed upon the other, Soft facial features paired with a strong expression were always synonyms that seemed to be within the vocabulary of Daeyeon himself, THE daeyeon of course. Xzavier’s own lips curled as he let a soft snicker rumble through his core as he watched the other fire off and seemingly fume– left , right– When was he going to calm down just a little so that He could get a word in? Xav had learned well by now that instead of trying interrupt it was always best to let the other blow off steam and simply listen to him until he was thinking clearly again–And he knew he shouldn’t find it humorous but Daeyeon was like a little brother to him… A little brother who threw a temper tantrum when things didn’t go his way and needed reassurance on them; But he knew this brother well and how to deal with him (for the most part).

It wasn’t like Daeyeon was a bad actor . . In fact, He was probably a great one in his eyes, not to mention how overly dramatic he was (case and point currently), he fell right into place with most characters that he went for– but that didn’t mean you were always promised the exact role you were expecting… And most of the time ? 

Sure, he did get what he wanted (or so he thought from what he saw) But, it made sense that certain things were going to be a softer wound versus a deeper one depending on the circumstances of the case by case scenario– and this time it was obviously something that made a deeper more prominent wound in the younger with an obviousness at how upset he was about it; he’d been going off for what seemed like forever and normally on his rants like these he would only last up to a short amount of time… and maybe he should have been counting just for a snarky opportunity? A comic relief? But he thought about this too late into the subject to be able to do so , So of course, He tossed that idea in general from his mind.

Xzavier’s chin was rested into the dip and curvature of his palm as he watched over him–seeing a nearing chance for him to talk, and taking this opportunity. “Hm, well … Have you ever thought that maybe it’s not so much that you’re lacking but maybe the opportunity you’re looking at just isn’t for you?” He question– His own eyes had fallen to a book in front of him; Natsuo Kirino, Possibly his favourite author at the time, a horror themed novelist.

  "Watch, You’ll look it up after its released and find out that film did badly, a waste of your time.“ Sharp eyes following along the words across the page and taking in its contents but also still keeping his ear open for the other– He mostly pretended like he wasn’t listening just to be the difficult guy that he was. "You’ll find a film one day and you may or may not get the person you want– but you’ll get in it. Everyone has to start from somewhere, so don’t belittle all the experiences you’ve had up till now.” He spoke trying to cheer the other up with soft words. “Besides, it looks good on your record to have a lot under your belt in any situation, does it not?” This time his eyes rose from the book as his finger turned the page with a crisp sound that he enjoyed a bit too much reaching his ears. “ whatever it is, – Community stage, auditions, Television, Movies, Whatever–?? Use it as a learning opportunity and grow better, get stronger. Crush your competition.”

“why do you always have to say shit like this, and make me realise that i’m wrong?.” his legs pulled up onto the couch, body turning to face xzavier. truthfully, daeyeon never thought things out before he would go off, in any emotional state, whether it be happy, sad, or angry. 

xav’s question made him think. the blonde's brows furrowed, a small frown was placed on his face as he rested his chin forwards on his knees. xzavier was probably right – maybe he was just looking at roles that weren’t in his capabilities. at this point, wouldn’t it be better to get anything than nothing at all? xav had made another good point, having more under his belt would look good when trying to get future roles. maybe he should open up a little bit more, try roles that he would usually turn his nose at. after all, that’s a part of being a good actor, right? expanding your horizons and looking into lives that you have never lived? 

that was one of daeyeon’s favourite things about acting, and yet he completely forgot about it. the reason he actually enjoyed acted. he had been so stuck on trying to grab roles that he thought he would be a good pick for – because he had acted that character already. he wasn’t branching out. was acting even enjoyable to him anymore if he wasn’t branching out? how was he to become a versatile actor like gong yoo or yoon kyun sang if he wasn’t always expanding himself and his knowledge? 

“you’re right, like always. i think i just need to branch out more, i’m always playing the same lefou-esqe sidekick character. it doesn’t even feel like acting anymore. god, am i like lefou? am i your sidekick? does that make you gaston? oh my god.”

Is it Only because you made a starring appearance holding the microphone for me so well– Or because you’re actually appreciating my singing here?