#dongwoon drabble

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When He’s Scared That You’ll Leave Him ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

Your smile was weak as Doojoon finally returned home, much later than you expected him to. An apology came from Doojoon straight away as he sat down beside you, looking at you in panic that you were still awake.

Your hand rested against Doojoon’s thigh as he took a seat down beside you, “why are you looking at me like that? Have I done something wrong?”

“You’re too good,” he commented.

“Me?” You laughed, pointing at yourself. “Where’s that suddenly come from?” You asked, unaware of how guilty Doojoon felt for making you wait for him to arrive.

His smile matched your own as Doojoon spoke, “how do you keep doing this? I’m always late, or not around, it’s not how I should be.”

“You’re busy with work, you know I understand that.”

“Does your patience not run out though?” Doojoon enquired, “do you ever just want to tell me to go away when I keep cancelling on you.”

“Not at all,” you laughed, nudging against his side. “It’s all part of the job of dating you, I’ve kind of got used to it now anyway.”

Doojoon’s eyes narrowed in your direction, “how can you ever get used to being messed around by me as much as this?”

“I guess you just make it worthwhile.”

Yoseob:

As you began the drive home, you couldn’t help but notice that Yoseob wasn’t quite himself. When you pushed him on it, you got nothing, but eventually he began to explain what had upset him through the night.

You smiled sympathetically as Yoseob worried about the attention you got from some of your colleagues. “You’re not jealous of them, are you?”

“It’s not that,” he responded.

“You think they paid much attention to me?” You then suggested, watching as Yoseob’s head nodded. “Don’t tell me you think that they had my attention, please.”

Yoseob’s nervous stare met your own, “they were all so funny and good looking, even I wouldn’t blame you if you dated one of them Y/N.”

“But you’re the one that I’m dating, none of them.”

“I know,” Yoseob whispered, turning to glance out of the window. “I guess they just made me feel a little insecure, like I’m not good enough.”

“That’s nonsense,” you replied, quickly shutting Yoseob down, “I mean they’re nice colleagues, but they can be so irritating Yoseob.”

A faint chuckle came from him as you reassured him, “you’re really telling me that you like me more than all of them?”

“Of course, that’s exactly what I’m telling you.”

Gikwang:

Your eyes widened in surprise as Gikwang mumbled underneath his breath, concerned that he was taking the stress that he was experiencing at work out on you, fearing how much longer you’d tolerate it.

Your head shook as Gikwang finished, clearing your throat straight away. “Are you kidding me? I want to help you, not get annoyed with you Gikwang.”

“Aren’t I annoying?” He quizzed.

“We all get stressed, it would never give me a reason to leave you,” you chuckled, draping your arm across his shoulders, “you need to talk to me, not worry about me.”

Gikwang’s concerned eyes glanced to where you were beside him, “you’ve taken care of me constantly, doesn’t it start to drive you up the wall?”

“Not when it’s the person you love who needs help.”

“Thank you,” Gikwang whispered, resting his head against the side of yours. “I don’t know what I’d do without you sometimes here with me.”

“Just promise me one thing,” you asked of him, “stop thinking that I’m going to leave, because I’m not, I’m just going to keep supporting you.”

Gikwang nodded as he made his promise to you, “if I start annoying you though, you have to tell me too Y/N.”

“I’ll never get annoyed with you, don’t worry.”

Dongwoon: 

It was understandably hectic as you and Dongwoon prepared to come to the end of packing his belongings for him to head on tour. All evening something that had been up with Dongwoon, eventually spilling.

Your head nodded as Dongwoon voiced his concerns about leaving you and going on tour. “How come you’re worried about me? I’ll be alright by myself.”

“WIll you still be here?” He asked.

“Of course,” you scoffed, almost in disbelief that Dongwoon would ask you such a thing. “You think that I’d leave whilst you’re on the road or something, have you lost your mind?”

Dongwoon’s shoulders shrugged in reply to you, “it crossed my mind, I’m scared you’ll get bored of waiting for me or find someone who can be around.”

“It’s only a couple of weeks, I’ll just be missing you.”

“Really?” Dongwoon quizzed in surprise, feeling your hand rest over the top of his. “You promise that you’ll be here when I get back home Y/N?”

“Of course, I promise,” you chuckled, squeezing against Dongwoon’s hand, “just as long as you promise to miss me whilst you’re on tour.”

Dongwoon’s head nodded instantly back to you, “I know that I’ll be missing you every second whilst I’m gone.”

“And I’ll be missing you just as much too.”

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Spending Time With His Young Family ~ Song Dongwoon

A shriek came from your daughter as soon as a familiar voice called through your home. She completely forgot about the game that the two of you were playing, leaping into Dongwoon’s open arms waiting for her at the front door.

“How are my two favourite girls?” Dongwoon asked as he scooped her up, feeling her hands press to both of his cheeks.

“We’re good,” she giggled in reply.

Just as she finished talking, you walked through the house too, offering him a smile. “How’s your day been?” You asked Dongwoon as he closed the door behind him.

“It wasn’t too bad,” he replied, meeting your eyes, “I would have much preferred to spend it at home with you two though.”

Your head shook as Dongwoon walked across to you and wrapped his arm around your frame. “We had quite a productive day, Y/D/N’s done some paintings that she wants to show you.”

“Yeah!” She squealed in his hold, “daddy, will you come and see what I made?”

Dongwoon nodded back at her straight away, “of course, why don’t you go and show me what you’ve done,” he told her, placing her down on the ground to get them.

“You might have to use your imagination a little bit when you see them,” you warned Dongwoon as he led you into the living room, smiling widely.

As soon as Dongwoon was in the room, your daughter was stood in front of him, holding several pieces of paper out for Dongwoon to look through that she had painted.

“Wow,” he gasped as he looked through them all, doing just as you’d told him to do, using his imagination to try and guess what most of them were of.

“Do you like them?” Your daughter asked him.

Dongwoon knelt in front of her, wrapping his arms around her, “I don’t like them, I love them. Aren’t you just such a talented little painter?”

As you watched on, Dongwoon glanced across at you, offering you a knowing smile as you saw past his grin to see just how confused he really was.

“Mummy says that I get my creativeness form you.”

Dongwoon’s head nodded back at her but furrowed his brows across at as you as he tried to figure out the relationship between the two of them that you had spotted. Once your daughter had finished showing off her paintings, the focus shifted to dinner, with one mention of a takeout being all that Dongwoon needed to do to help make your mind up.

“Y/D/N, what should we order for dinner?” Dongwoon asked, watching your daughter’s eyes light up. “Is there anything that you fancy having?”

“Daddy, you can choose,” she told him in reply, taking you both by surprise.

Dongwoon especially looked back at her with a puzzled expression. Neither of you knew where it had come from, but as your daughter pointed how busy of a day Dongwoon had had at work, she wanted him to have something that he wanted to eat.

“You definitely take after your mummy,” Dongwoon laughed as she finished.

“Daddy would never let others decide,” you agreed.

Dongwoon shot a glance to where you stood, “daddy knows what he likes and what good food is.”

Your head shook at the confident smile that was on his face as Dongwoon grabbed his phone to be able to start looking through a few of the menus that were available.

Whilst he did, you and your daughter began to tidy up the living room from where you had turned it inside out throughout the day. There were things everywhere, but as ever, she was more than happy to help you put it all back.

By the time that you were done, dinner had been ordered, with Dongwoon placing his phone onto the coffee table, sitting back, and relaxing.

“Where are you going to put all of your paintings, Y/D/N?” Dongwoon asked your daughter as she sat down in his lap.

“Do you think uncles would like them?”

Straight away Dongwoon’s head nodded back at her, intrigued as to how the other boys would react when she gave them the paintings. He only hoped that they’d be as confused as he was and have to try their best to smile.

“Why don’t you write their names on them, so you know whose is whose?” He suggested.

“Will you help me so that I can spell them properly?”

“Of course,” Dongwoon smiled, “you can go and get your paintings and some of your best pens so that we can address them.”

Your daughter nodded as she scrambled out of Dongwoon’s lap, “are you absolutely sure that they’ll like them daddy?”

“I couldn’t be surer sweetheart.”

As soon as she left the room you reached across and hit against Dongwoon’s arm. You knew exactly what he was up to, knowing how much it would wind the boys up and leave him without the responsibility of entertaining the paintings too.

Dongwoon innocently smiled back to you, rubbing his hand against your arm. “Y/N, we can’t have anymore of her drawings hung up on the kitchen cupboards, they’ll be no space on them soon,” he quickly reminded you.

“What are the poor boys going to do with Y/D/N’s drawings though?” You challenged in reply. “I love her, she’s our daughter, but even after her telling me what it was that she was trying to draw I just couldn’t see the resemblance at all.”

Dongwoon continued to snigger as he thought about how the boys would try and figure out what it was on the paper that your daughter had painted.

“This will be a real test of their acting,” Dongwoon tried to tell you.

Your head continued to shake back at him, “I can’t believe you’d do this to them, what they have done to deserve you doing this to them?”

“They always say they want more of Y/D/N,” he smugly informed you.

You threw your head back as he continued to find an answer for everything that they had to say. “I think that means that they want to spend more time with Y/D/N, not have her doodles stuck up in their homes.”

“Then they’ll have to be more specific next time,” Dongwoon replied, “I’m just doing what they asked me to do, I’m giving them some more of Y/D/N in their lives.”

You knew that you weren’t going to be able to win, and as your daughter returned to the living room, Dongwoon couldn’t help her get writing quick enough. After deciding which drawing was going to which member, Dongwoon helped her take the pen lid off to start writing.

He talked her through every character, making sure she knew where every line went, despite how wobbly her hands were, so that the boys knew exactly whose was whose.

Once she was done, a proud smile appeared on her face. “Do you want to come with me to work tomorrow? Uncles will be there, and you can hand gift your paintings to them yourself?”

“Can I?” She excitedly asked, looking across the room to where you sat, “can I go with daddy so that I can give them out mummy?”

“Your daddy is going to be in a whole world of bother.”

Why?” She innocently asked him.

“You’ll understand one day Y/D/N.”

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When You Lay Down Between His Legs ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

Suspicious eyes watched over you as Doojoon caught you shuffling out of the corner of his eye once again. “Where are you heading to?” He suddenly asked.

An innocent smile formed on your face as you met Doojoon’s eyes, “I was just looking at that gap I can see between your legs, it looks pretty me sized.”

Doojoon nodded as he looked between the gap and you, “and I’m guessing you’re trying to move there without me noticing what you’re doing, aren’t you?”

“How?” You grumbled, “how do you always manage to work me out like this?”

“You weren’t exactly being subtle there Y/N.”

With that, Doojoon wrapped his arms around you and pulled you tightly in between his legs. “I thought if I moved slowly you wouldn’t notice.”

“Nice try,” Doojoon sympathised, pressing a kiss against your shoulder, “but you’re going to have to do better than that.”

“Oh well, at least I’m finally where I want to be Joon.”

“Exactly, and where I want you too.”

 Yoseob:

A chuckle came from you as Yoseob’s legs squeezed even tighter against your frame either side of you. “You said you were cold, so I’m just warming you up.”

You could barely chuckle as your hands tapped against his legs, “I said that I was cold, I didn’t say that I wanted you to squeeze the life out of me though.”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Yoseob as you looked back at him, “unfortunately that’s what you get for deciding that you want to lay down in between my legs.”

“You’re so mean to me,” you pouted, “what did I ever do to you to deserve this?”

“You made me move my legs when I was comfy.”

A roll of the eyes followed from you as Yoseob dramatically sighed, “you’d barely been sat down for five minutes, there’s no way that you were cosy.”

“I was, because I was warm,” he retorted, “so stop pouting at me unless you want me to move and let you keep yourself warm.”

“Sometimes I wonder what it is that I ever saw in you.”

“My nice warm legs, that’s what.”

Your eyes rolled at Yoseob’s confident reply, hearing his snigger follow. “If you think your legs were the reason I fell for you, you’re mistaken.”

“Of course,” Yoseob agreed, “because you fell instead for my handsome smile and my beautiful eyes, didn’t you?”

“You can be so full of yourself sometimes, you know?”

“But that’s just why you love me.”

Gikwang:

Your smile turned up as you felt a gentle tug against your hair, knowing exactly what Gikwang was doing. “Sorry,” he whispered, knowing what he had done.

Your head shook in reply to him as you placed your hands against his legs. “You’re alright, it didn’t hurt,” you assured him, not wanting him to worry.

Gikwang continued to twirl your hair around in his finger, watching you with concerned eyes. “Are you sure?” Gikwang pushed, immediately beginning to worry.

“I’m fine,” you chuckled, “it can’t hurt anyway when I’m laying right here.”

“My legs don’t stop things hurting Y/N.”

Your head carried on shaking in Gikwang’s direction, “laying here makes me feel comfortable so that absolutely nothing can hurt me.”

“Your logic gives me a headache sometimes,” Gikwang couldn’t help but retort, looking down at you with his eyes narrowing.

“Just keep playing with my hair and it’ll all make sense.”

“I reckon I can keep doing that.”

Dongwoon:

You threw yourself down with a huff as you noticed the gap in Dongwoon’s legs, finally relaxing. “I thought at one point you weren’t coming home tonight.”

Dongwoon’s hands rested through your hair as you leant back, “I was convinced at one point that I wasn’t going to be coming home tonight either.”

A chuckle escaped from him as he listened to you, watching you yawn as you spoke. “I hope you don’t plan on falling asleep on me, we can’t sleep on the sofa.”

“I’m not moving,” you quickly warned him, “you’ll have to move me you know.”

“If I need to carry you to bed, then I will.”

Your head nodded, happily agreeing to let Dongwoon carry you. “Don’t move just yet, I’m comfy here and after the day I’ve had, this is what I need.”

“We don’t have to go anywhere just yet,” Dongwoon assured you, “but you know we can’t spend all night on the sofa.”

“I reckon we could, I can lay between your legs here too.”

“Trust me Y/N, you’ll regret it.”

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When You Come Home Late After An Argument ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

“Nice to see you’re finally home,” Doojoon remarked as you walked through the front door.

“Try telling your voice that,” you replied, picking up straight away on the sarcastic tones that were in Doojoon’s voice as he spoke to you.

A sigh came from him as your eyes shot a glare back across at him. “Let’s not start this again Y/N, being childish and stupid towards each other, we’ve done enough of that for one day.”

“You were the one that started it,” you pointed out with a shrug of your shoulders, “deciding to try and be smart.”

Doojoon reluctantly nodded in agreement, “I’m the one that’s ending it then. What even took you so long? Why didn’t you at least text me Y/N?”

“Because I was mad at you, why would I text?”

“That doesn’t stop me worrying.”

“Oh,” you whispered as Doojoon’s voice dropped into a faint murmur. “I didn’t think you’d be that fussed considering what you said earlier.”

Another sigh escaped from Doojoon as he looked back at you, “I said some nonsense, but that never stops me caring for you.”

“I wasn’t expecting you to do that.”

Yoseob:

“What time do you call this?” Yoseob asked you before you even managed to open the door.

“Midnight,” you shrugged back at him, deciding after he yelled at you that you were going to carry things on between you both too.

A shake of the head came from Yoseob as he listened to your reply. “I’m being serious Y/N, it’s almost the middle of the night and you were just walking the streets like nothing.”

“I wasn’t the walking the streets,” you grumbled, “I live here Yoseob, I think I know my way around the city pretty well.”

His eyes rolled at how defensive you were. “If that’s how you want to be then think of this from my view? Not knowing what was going on.”

“Wasn’t it obvious that I was out and about?”

“Yeah and worrying about you too.”

“You don’t worry about me, I mean you practically said that earlier,” you shrugged again, throwing yourself down onto the sofa at the same time.”

His eyes followed you around the room as you moved, “I think we both said things in the heat of the moment earlier Y/N.”

“I guess you’re right there.”

Gikwang:

“You’re here,” Gikwang murmured, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes just to be sure.

“You were asleep?” You asked in surprise, watching Gikwang sit himself up. “Why didn’t you go to bed if you were tired Gikwang?”

His head shook back at you, still waking himself up slightly. “I couldn’t actually go up to bed without you here, I didn’t know where you were, or if something had happened to you too.”

“I’m fine,” you insisted, calmly moving around the room, not realising just how worried Gikwang was about you.

A sigh came from Gikwang as he watched how unbothered you were. “How was I supposed to know that you were fine from over here Y/N?”

“I don’t know, I guess just a lucky guess.”

“It’s not the time to joke.”

“I’m fine,” you reminded Gikwang, beginning to understand just how much he fretted about you. “You don’t need to panic about anything.”

A hum escaped Gikwang as you sat yourself down, “if you’re going to stay out that late again, you have to let me know.”

“I will do, I promise Gikwang.”

Dongwoon:

“What were you playing at?” Dongwoon asked you, racing up from the sofa and across to you.

“Woah, steady,” you warned Dongwoon as he almost threw himself at you, wrapping his arms as tightly as he could around your frame.

A shaky breath came from Dongwoon as he rested against your shoulder, “you terrified me Y/N, I had no idea where you were or what you were doing, let alone whether you were coming back.”

“I just walked, and walked,” you explained, placing your hands against the small of Dongwoon’s back gently.

You’d never felt his grip so tight as a sigh came from him, “I was thinking about going out to find you and asking the boys to come and help me too.”

“I would have come home at some point.”

“I didn’t know that though.”

“I know,” you whispered back to him, “I should’ve let you know that I was safe and that I’d be back, I was too stubborn to want to text you.”

A hum of agreement came from Dongwoon, “you’re home now, and that’s all that matters. I don’t have to go out searching.”

“You don’t, I’m right back here now.”

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When You Take Care Of Him When He’s Ill ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

Your eyes looked across as Doojoon continued to shuffle in the bed beside you, unable to find a comfortable position for himself. “Are you alright?”

His eyes widened as he looked across to see that you were awake beside him. “I’m sorry, I just feel so unwell, I can’t find a way to get off to sleep at all tonight.”

“Can I do anything?” You offered, pressing your hand to his forehead to feel just how warm he was. “Can I get you a cold flannel or something, you feel a little hot right now.”

His head shook back at you, “I keep switching between hot and cold, my body just can’t seem to make its mind up. I don’t want to do aside from cry at this point to be honest with you.”

“It’ll be alright,” you tried to assure him, offering him a weak smile, “why don’t you take the duvet off for now? We can swap in a blanket to try and cool you down a bit?”

“But what about you?” He questioned as you tried to move the duvet away, “won’t you get a little bit cold if you just sleep underneath a blanket?”

“I’d rather sleep under a blanket and know that you’re asleep too.”

“Are you sure?” He asked you softly, “you don’t have to do such a kind thing just for me, I’m sure that I’ll feel a bit better in the morning.”

“No arguments, let go so I can look after you.”

Yoseob:

You smiled softly as you walked into the apartment to see Yoseob still laid out across the sofa. “How are you feeling?” You asked as you perched on the sofa.

His head shook as he wrapped the blanket that was draped over him further around his body. “Right now, it feels as if I’ve been knocked over by a giant truck.”

“Well, I stopped off at the shop on my way home,” you began to tell him, placing the bag on the floor, “got a few little things that I thought might cheer you up a bit.”

The smile on his face slightly turned up as he peered into the bag, “you didn’t have to do that, I don’t even know how much of that I’ll be able to keep down right now if I’m honest with you.”

“It’s motivation to get better,” you suggested instead, “you don’t have to eat it right now, but whenever your body feels ready, its there as a treat for you to enjoy.”

“You’re always so kind to me,” he whispered with a groggy tone, “no one has ever looked after me so well before when I’ve been ill like this.”

“Do you want anything else? Cup of tea? Maybe some more soup?”

“Could I have a cup of tea?” Yoseob asked you, “I’m in a bit of a cold phase right now and could do with warming up a little bit.”

“I’m on it, you sit tight, and I’ll be back in a minute.”

Gikwang:

Your head shook as you walked into the bedroom to see Gikwang wide awake. “I bought you up here because you were supposed to be trying to get some rest.”

Gikwang nodded as he lifted up the tissue beside him, “I was asleep, but did you not just here me have a giant sneezing fit, I made myself jump too Y/N.”

“You’re impossible,” you laughed, sitting down on the end of the bed, “whilst you’re awake, I was thinking of making some soup if you wanted some bringing up for you to eat?”

Gikwang’s head shook in reply to you, “I think I might try and close my eyes for another hour or so if you don’t mind. Would that soup still be available in maybe an hour when I wake up?”

“Of course,” you responded, resting your hand against his leg, “you get as much sleep as you need, I’ll hold off on making the soup until you wake up so that it will be nice and warm.”

“I can eat now if you don’t want to wait,” Gikwang tried to assure you, but your head shook back at him, more than happy to be accommodating to him.

“It can wait, it won’t take a few minutes, I can prep it for now.”

“You’re too good to me,” Gikwang smiled as you stood back up, “come back up in an hour and wake me up if I’m not awake already please.”

“I’ll let you sleep for as long as you need to, don’t worry.”

Dongwoon:

You knocked gently on the bathroom door as you heard Dongwoon on the other side, slowly opening it up to see him over the toilet bowl. “You good?”

He immediately cringed as he heard the sound of your voice, feeling terrible that you had spotted him in such a state. “I didn’t mean to disturb what you were doing.”

“You’re not disturbing me, I was worried about you,” you smiled, taking a seat beside him, “are you alright? Do you need anything?” You asked, but his head shook back at you.

A sigh came from him as he slowly leant back against the side of the bathtub. “I don’t know what happened, one minute I felt fine and the next minute I just had to run across and get in here.”

“I think your body is exhausted,” you suggested, relaxing your hand against his leg, “you’ve been working so hard recently it wouldn’t surprise me if your body wanted to give up.”

“I’m sorry that you had to see me like this,” Dongwoon then added, sinking further down against the bath, “it’s not exactly my finest hour right now.”

“I don’t care how you look; I just want you to be alright.”

“I’ll be good in a moment,” he assured you, “I think I just need to take it easy for a little while, I don’t really fancy being sick again.”

“Let me take care of you for a while Dongwoon.”

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When You Help Him Through A Difficult Time ~ Highlight Reaction

Doojoon:

Your heart sunk as you looked at Doojoon on the screen, immediately being able to tell that something wasn’t quite right with him, as had been for a few days. “Are you still struggling with being on the road?”

“I thought I’d be alright,” you sighed in reply to you, running his hand over his head.

“I wish that I could be there with you,” you noted, smiling weakly as Doojoon looked across at you on the screen, “it’s not too long now until you come home, just a couple of weeks.”

His head nodded back at you as Doojoon let go of a shaky breath, “I’ve never struggled this much before with being away from you, but this time it’s just been really hard for me to deal with.”

“You’re doing so well, I’m proud of you.”

“These next two weeks are going to take so long to go by too Y/N.”

“Just try and keep positive,” you encouraged calmly, “speak to the boys when you need them, and I’m only ever a phone call away when you need me as well.”

“What about if you’re asleep? Then you won’t be.”

“I’ll have my phone on me all the time so I’m always here for you.”

Yoseob:

A sigh of relief came from you as you pushed Yoseob’s studio door open, glad to find him and know that he was safe. “How long have you been here for?” You asked him as his eyes looked across to see who came in.

“Probably days,” he frowned in reply to you, “all I can think about is getting this done.”

“You’ve got to look after yourself,” you sighed, closing the door behind you as you made your way over to him, “you’ve not been answering any of my calls, I was so worried about you.”

He smiled weakly as your hand carefully brushed through the knots in his hair, “I thought I would get more done if I didn’t have any distractions, but I’ve got nothing done all day anyway.”

“Why don’t you come home? Get some rest?”

“What about this though? They want me to get this done quickly.”

“There’s always tomorrow,” you reminded him, “I know it’s hard right now, but don’t let that compromise your own wellbeing too, please Yoseob.”

“Will you be with me if I do come home now?”

“Of course, I don’t plan on leaving you alone for a while just yet.”

Gikwang:

Your eyes widened as you watched Gikwang walk into the bedroom, noticing his hands wiping underneath his eyes quickly. “What’s happened? Why are you crying?” You questioned, inviting him to sit down beside you.

“I’m alright,” he lied, sighing softly, “I think I just needed a moment to let it all go.”

“Why didn’t you tell me if you were having a hard time?” You asked, wrapping your arms tightly around Gikwang’s frame, “you know you can talk to me when you’re hurting.”

His head nodded in reply, “I thought I would be alright, I didn’t want to burden you because I thought I would be fine, but then today has just been so stressful it’s tipped me over the edge.”

“I’m sorry that it’s been so hard for you.”

“It’s not your fault, having you here is the thing keeping me going.”

“Whenever you feel ready to talk, I’m here for you,” you assured him, “but if for now you just want to stay here and cuddle, then I’m more than happy to do that too.”

“Would you mind? I could really do with the company?”

“Of course, you know that whenever you need me, I’m right here.”

Dongwoon:

You stopped in your tracks as soon as you saw what Dongwoon was looking at, walking around and snatching his laptop out of his hands. “I thought I told you to stop reading the comments on the video Dongwoon.”

“I couldn’t help myself,” he whimpered, “I thought things would have gotten better.”

“These things take time,” you reminded him, replacing his laptop with you in his lap, “you’re only making yourself feel worse by reading through so many unnecessary comments.”

He smiled weakly back across at you, “what did I do to deserve this Y/N? Where did it all go so wrong for people to start disliking me, to start targeting me and threatening the group too?”

“You and I both know that it’s down to me.”

“I don’t want to admit that though, I wish that it wasn’t the case.”

“Eventually your fans will get used to the two of us being together,” you encouraged, “and once they do, I’m confident that things will get better for you too.”

“I wish that people could be accepting of us.”

“Me too, and with a bit of time, I’m sure that they will too.”

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