#way hendery fanfic

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Hey Krystal! 💎 It's me again 😌

Hope you've been well. 🥰

WayV members as type of rich bfs (sugar daddies) 👀..... Anything and everything within this prompt is most welcome 🤭. Have a great day bye ❤

Hey sweetheart! how are you?

You scared me again with the name ngl lmaoo

but it's all good

ENJOY<333

Way V Members as Sugar Daddies

MDNI

MINORS GO AWAY

Kun

He's a bit hard to get through to at first IMO

When he says sugar daddy he means money in exchange for accompanying him to events

he's so strict with himself that he really doesn't allow it to get past that.

That's all it is for a few months yk?

until you express that it seems a bit weird because you were definitely expecting more...

And Kun like the damn provider he is

gives you just that...more

but definitely explains to you that he's a possessive little shit.

good pu$$y turns a perfectly sane man in to a mad man pt.1

he's mad asf for youuuu

now that s3x is involved this man SPOILSSSSSSS you

way more than he was doing prior

which seems a bit impossible because babyyy you were getting bagsssss

he's so strict too like he makes it clear that you belong to him

period.

istg at some point he graduates from sugar daddy to husband

you want a spontaneous trip to some crazy rich island? ok, no problem

you want a bag that costs way too much money? he'll get you that in the next 2 hours

also...don't let that cute smile fool you, the man is a menace.

"Can't believe I deprived myself of this pretty c*nt" he thrusts inside you so slow...dangerously slow

"That's right baby Daddy's right here to give you everything you need"

Ten

Maam.

he gets right to it. lmaooo

Tells you that he needs you to accompany him to events and asks you if you're ok with other "stuff"

duhhh

first off the chemistry between y'all is AMAZINGGG

We all know this man loves fashion so having the latest designer pieces is a given

what starts off as a lil service after events

blooms into something more

very protective of you

baby he doesn't play about you or the custom diamonds he put around your neck. TRUST!

compared to before the relationship bloomed the s3x between you two was rather respectful?...yh that's the word

now?

LMAOOOOO

he rips that shit off youuu

President of the "I'll just buy you a new one" club

it's rough btw unlike Kun, Ten is rough and occasionally enjoys it when you're on top

hehe

"fuck...I'd choose this pu$$y over diamonds any day"

Winwin

See how pretty this man is?

yeah he's gonna make sure you're even prettier than him

Literally bathes you in expensive shit.

SPOILLS you omggg

it's worrying sometimes

to the point where the bank calls him

asking if he's aware that there is a concerning amount of money leaving his account

From head to toe it's luxuryyyyy

the s3x is good....just good

I'm sure I've said this before but Winiwn strikes me as someone who just gets to it.

not too rough not too gentle yk?

its just right

he does like when you wear that little diamond collar he got you when he's ball deep inside you though

he's strictly sugar daddy btw

I think he'd prefer that

Xiaojun

if you manage to pull him and keep him you're one lucky mf

this man moves through sugar babies like the days of the week

He likes the thrill of it all imo

yes he'll spoil you

but you better make sure the pleasure you give him is worth the 100k he just splurged

"C'mon now princess, Daddy knows you can do way better than that" he whispers teasingly as your body trembles from exhaustion and overstimulation

he likes to be kept on his toes

and you keep surprising him

your bills are paid and you're getting f*cked dumb

and he has the prettiest girl to spoil and break

It's a win-win honestly

Hendery

he's so sweet at first omlll

yes he dotes on you and all that jazz

but you guys actually become friends yk?

he's a whole gentleman

never crossing the line

just kind and attentive

gets you WHATEVER you want

and mean ANYTHING

nothing is out of reach for his baby

he just expects you to behave

but what's the fun in that?

let him catch you trying to buy things with your own money

or some shit like that

you are DONEE

when he f*cks you

he ensures that you merge with the mattress

takes "fuck you into the mattress" literally

ass up face down supremacy

do not play with him like that.

"Move your hand baby, I told you actions have consequences"

Yang Yang

This mf is just horny

lmaooo

very possessive oml

and not in the mature way like Kun or the gentlemanly way like Hendery

but possessive like a damn child

you go to parties together and he doesn't want you talking for anybody else too long

look at him and only him

the fucker got you a carrier bracelet with his name embedded into it

and told you to wear it at all times

for the most part, he's harmless

extremely touchy-feely

controls his urges well though

unless you're fucking around too much

then he has to show you why you should just let him be

it's fast and hard

I'm so serious

This MF can go roundsss

because he's desperate asf

BABY TRAPPING CENTRAL

"Such a fuckin' tease. let's see how much teasing you'll do when I swell you up hm?"

[lunarsun12]

Baby Clown Attack

Masterlist

YangYang was coming over to the PC cafe, to hang out with Chenle. He can finally beat him in league of legends. Finally Chenle can stop teasing him for being a loser.

YangYang was 1m away from home, suddenly a clown jumped out holding something. YangYang gave a scream and paralysed to the spot. The clown ran away and tripped on his two feet which he hastily bow down to YangYang. Whilst chucking a bag at him.

When Xiaojun saw YangYang standing in one spot. He feel concerned and take it the gc for help and explaination why YangYang is like that.

Who is the person behind the clown mask?

Back At WayV Chat

Today 1:00am

Xiaojun🦕: Anyone awake? Please somone reply! YangYang is scaring me!!

Ten🐱: No…now stop making those noises. You are disturbing my cat resting time

Hendery🦄: Xiao….we been through this if Yang is being strange. He is going through a phase. The kid is going through puberty

Xiaojun🦕: What about you? You a way past puberty and you still strange…stop with the magic show…

Hendery🦄: HEY! At least I entertain people UNLIKE someone who has secret dog!

Xiaojun🦕: HENDERY! Stop making things werid! It’s only a stuff toy!

Hendery🦄: Huh what-

Winwin🐥: Hendery you know that surprise we are throwing for Eomma…that thing we not supposed to tell him about…

Xiaojun🦕: Someone collect Yang! He still haven’t moved from his spot!

Winwin🐥: Why you fussing? Yang is in his room like usual. He is probably singing

Xiaojun🦕: I wouldn’t have to fuss…but he standing in one spot outside our house for an hour…I’m scared he is possessed

Ten🐱: I ask you Appa to do it, at least he will make a good punching bag and blame that person to get his insurance covered

30mins later….

YangYang🐑: Appa! Don’t scold me! I have been traumatised! A KILLER CLOWN IS ON THE LOOSE

Kun🐻: How many times, did I tell you! Not to sneak out and you wouldn’t have to be scared!

Ten🐱: Hey Kun! Stop yelling at YangYang! He just wants to have fun unlike you!

YangYang🐑: I almost got killed! The clown is coming for me!!

YangYang immediately ran to his room, to hide from the killer clown.

Xiaojun🦕: Dude! Yang is really scared…he even took Hendery with him! This is bad!

Winwin🐥: I asked the security guard downstairs..he showed me the allegedly clown. I swear the clown looks so familiar

Winwin sent the photo…

Kun🐻: That Johnny clown costume! From his side jobs! But the height is a little short to be Johnny!

Ten🐥: I bet it’s Haechan again! He always loves to play pranks!

Winwin🐥: It can’t be hyuckie…remember he got the restraining order from the police for stalking me…

Hendery🦄: YOU GUYS! Look at Chenle IG!!

YangYang🐑: WAIT JISUNG LIKE BABY JISUNG!

Xiaojun🦕: No not Jisung…more like Mark…

Kun🐻: Why can’t I find his IG…strange…

Winwin🐥: It’s definitely Mark alright…look at Mark putting the clown mask…

Winwin🐥: Jisung was wearing his I.T t-shirt

YangYang🐑: Are you all an idiot! It’s obvious it was Jisung! The clown was wearing his exact shirt!

YangYang🐑: I don’t care…if I am gonna get killed by Uncle Nana! How dare he try to scare me…

Xiaojun🦕: Yang? How many times did you scare Jisung when he was young. When Lele visited

YangYang🐑: I don’t remember but that besides the point! I must get my revenge

Ten🐱: Yang? How about we let it slide…pretty please…

Kun🐻: TEN! Don’t encourage this behaviour….oh wait…you being sensible

Hendery🦄: 🐓 -> 🐱

Ten🐱: WHO SAID I WAS AFRAID! I just don’t want any disturbance of peace

Kun🐻: Yup he is scared all right….Yang let it go okay?

Kun🐻: Jisung is going through a phase…he only is playing…please be gentle with him

YangYang🐑: Too late, I already sent some lovely videos to Jisung. He will be definitely be in tears tomorrow

Xiaojun🦕: Hendery why did you help him! You know we gonna get killed!

Hendery🦄: Who said we? Just Eomma…

Hendery🦄: You have it coming! I know that you have been secretly stealing my money….to buy that expensive bag…

Ten🐱: Dang it! Wrong child, I forgot hendery sleeps with his eyes open

Winwin🐥: I just got a text from Jisung. He said, he is sorry about the mask as he forgot Mark put it on him. He wanted to help YangYang to beat Chenle

Ten🐱: Kun can we divorce?

[miabebe]

Friend! I am caught up once again. Let me tell you, I needed chapter 8. I had watched a really sad documentary before bed, and, honestly, I just needed a little joy, so I read I Am What I Am (I suppose maybe that's not the number one story to derive joy from, but you wrote it, so I'm guaranteed to <3).

NGL, I have no idea who Jihoon is irl (assuming he's based on a real person), but he sucks here lol. What an asshat. Na bi clearly doesn't need an enforcer because she knows how to handle her shit, but I was still trying to insert myself into the moment so I could make that bro cry.

The moment betweeen Na bi and Kyun in the basement was bittersweet. I mean, it was def a little hot, too, but as much as I enjoyed that, his story was THE WORST. I must tell you my favorite part because it's something that writers never seem to do in any medium in moments like these, and it always chaps my ass so badly--the hug. Irl, in these kinds of moments with people, after they purge themselves of such hurt, I HAVE to offer a hug. That human connection is so critical, and I DESPISE when so many stories don't offer it. I know it doesn't fit every character or relationship every time, but I am a *firm* believer that a well-timed hug fixes just about everything, so thank you for putting it there. If you hadn't, again, I would have inserted myself and done so. :-P

Na bi reached for the phone Mingyu had given her, safely slipping it into her pocket, muttering a thanks.

Woman! THROW IT IN THE TRASH THIS INSTANT. >.> SUSPICIOUS PHONE IS STILL SUSPICIOUS.

Now for the cleansing part of this chapter. Sisters. <3 I've already screamed at you separately about my Hendery, but idc I'm going to scream again. THANK YOU FOR PUTTING HIM HERE FOR ME. It was the surprise of all surprises, and my Grinch heart was overinflated ten sizes. It really shook me out of my docuseries funk. <3 <3 <3

But I loved the sisters' reconnection, understanding, and revelations. It was a mature moment that was open and honest and could have gone many ways, but the way you took it was my favorite.

And then realizing who brought them back together was so lovely and soft, but I really loved the most how it just galvanized Na bi's feelings.

“It wasn’t an offer. I wasn’t asking.” 

GO ON, GIRL. Man, was I cheering from my bed. I love this energy. It's always reserved in fics for the male characters, but a boss woman is my favorite kind. Always makes my head a lil swimmy.

Side note: so cute how Bit na never had a formal wedding because she couldn't have her sister there. :') My heart!

Love that she took care of her own problem at the club, but also, I'm always a sucker for a jealous man, especially when he's pretending to keep his distance (and his heart) safe. UGH, what a vibe.

"My woman"

(*＿∇＿)

But then OOF the implications at the end!

I will confess that this is a reference no one will really get since it's related, I have to share. Back when I was in high school, I used to watch this soap opera every day after school. I'd watched it for years (it was one of my mother's favorites), but I wasn't really *invested* in it per se until they created this story that literally became the reason I started writing fanfic waaaay back in the late 90s.

It had never really been done on a soap at the time, but summed up, this young, accomplished woman with her whole future ahead of her gets embroiled with this mafioso. Through a series of events, he has to marry her to save her from his vindictive mother because "you don't kill family." She resents him and keeps looking for a way out, but he's fallen in love, and by the time her feelings have caught up with him, she's betrayed him thinking it was her only way out of something she never thought she wanted. The fallout from that, for me, was the finest acting/writing anyone had ever done on that soap in my time watching, and to this day, I go back once a year and rewatch their story arc because it was something so special. I've honestly thought a half-dozen times about adapting their story for MX, but you've really captured a lot of what hooked me from their story in your story. I feel both nostalgic and enamored every time I read this piece.

In short: you're killing it, babe. <3

You read chapter 8 omg ❤️🫂

I'm not sure how I Am What I Am gave you joy hahaha this was a particular hard chapter moreover but I'm glad it helped you 💕

Jihoon omg hahaha is Seventeen's genius producer and vocalist Woozi 😂 did I make him too much of a prick? Well he'll have his character arc hahaha

Oh yeah Kyun had to have a painful past, what's a good villain without a tragic story right? 🥲 and though the whole scene started off with sexy time, that kind of story deserved a hug, it's important to have someone to hold you right?

Hahahhaa I'm glad you loved Hendery's cameo, I loved writing him ❤️ The sisters reuniting was so important to me because the plot is heavily based on familial love, in a way its what drives Kyun and Na bi towards each other emotionally, the fact that family is their first love?

I find it so morally conflicting to write about falling in love with a bad man cause I'm not the 'I love bad boys' kinda person so god knows why I chose to do 6 mafia series 😭 but that was why Changkyun being the one who found Bit Na was important - while Na bi seemingly needed someone to share the weight of what plagued her, Changkyun eradicated it completely, that's a win for him in my book ahahha

Na bi has always been a strong character, she's good at looking after herself but I just needed a splash of that protective male energy for both her and my sake ahahaha 🤭

The ending though, that's gotten me screamed at hahaha I'm sorry to throw that in the last minute when things were finally going somewhere but what's a good chapter without a cliffhanger eh?

Ooooh what is this show, that sounds so interesting! I can see the parallels with Changkyun's story, I love that you feel nostalgic reading it, that's so heart-warming ❤️

Thank you my love, you know you're a big reason this series continues to be in the works, I know I wouldn't have done it without you 🫂💕

[hoshieeyewrinkles]

If you're comfortable with writing this, could you make a Hendery fanfic (smths telling me its not a fanfic but my brain is telling me to say fanfic) where he's like morbidly obseesed w/ you?? Maybe add some non-con and a bit of gore in there too??

(Only if you want to ofc !! I feel like this came out as rude, I'm so sorry if it did LOL😭🫶)

Hey! No you did not come out as rude at all anon 😭 <3

I guess you meant an oneshot or drabble? Either way I'll definitely write about obsessed hendery. Hope you'll like it tho!

[neohighwayv]

Someone like you

Characters: NCT / WayV Hendery x You

Genre: fluff, romance

Word count: 1.6k

Description: It’s nice to find someone like you – a kindred soul that enjoy a sappy love story late at night.

Credits: needyourlight; Instagram

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[00:28]

The ending credits of the movie rolls across the screen, the words in big yellow fonts glossing over your eyes as a miniature version of the credits form a reflection on your round orbs. You stay in your seat unblinking at the screen, your eyes no longer focused on the image on the screen as your thoughts drift back to the movie just now.

It was supposed to be a romantic film, but you found it to be more than that. It was a poignant story of the growing pains of being a teenager: struggling to make your identity as you navigate your awkward, developing body, the pains of a missed first love, and ultimately of these imperfect pieces forming your personal story of your youth. As the climax approaches, you find yourself trying to choke back sobs as the female lead weeps for a lover that is already too far gone for her to reach, the notion of “what could have been” too much for the audience to bear. There was not a dry eye in the house that night. It was a bittersweet movie, the kind that made you smile and cry at the same time. Perhaps the kind of healing a tender soul like yours needed.

When the screen turns black and the lights come on, you’re reminded that you’re no longer alone in the great hall as the employees’ flit between rows of seats, working with trained efficiency to clean up the spilled popcorn on the carpeted floor and between the seats. Gathering up your small bag, you bow your head as you take your leave, thanking the staff with a small voice as you proceed to leave the venue, who respond with an equally soft voice and a small smile added at the end. Making your way past the red carpeted floor, you step out into the deep night, the bustle of the city gradually slowing down as the noises slowly fade out. The lone car that passes by in front of you causes a momentary disruption to the otherwise quiet night, but the silence soon resumes, the peaceful night giving you some tranquillity. The pink of your sneakers turns dark pink as the last few raindrops land on them, the final one landing square in the middle of your white shoelaces, and you watch as the dot spreads wider. It’s almost like you're held in a trance, unable to tear your eyes away.

You're broken from your trance when the heavy brass doors to the cinema swing shut behind you, causing a low thud to reverberate through the night sky. Your feet start moving on its own, bringing you back to the familiar route home. You walk through the dark and silence with ease; you've done this a million times and nothing has ever happened. You don't expect anything to happen tonight.

Except that it does.

The occasional bark of a dog and rustling of leaves does little to conceal the soft footsteps behind you, and fear seizes your heart momentarily. You hazard a look across your shoulder, and true enough, you catch sight of a pink hoodie in your peripheral vision, one as bright as your shoes. You try to keep your body language neutral, hoping that you're just overthinking, that he'll take a turn down the next street and stop following you. But when you turn into your street and he was still right behind you, it was unmistakable. He was tailing you right from the beginning and you had to put a stop to it now. You were self-assured, you knew you could take him down if you really had to. Swivelling on the balls of your feet, you turn to stare at the stalker dead in the eye.

Except that you found it hard to find his eyes.

His mop of long hair was plastered to his forehead by a black cap, completely obscuring his orbs. For the briefest moment, you wondered how he could follow you when his vision was almost completely obscured, but the tense situation immediately brought you back to your senses, preparing your body for a flight-or-fight response.

“Just so you know, I am perfectly capable of protecting myself, with a black belt in Aikido and years of fighting my numerous siblings for things. So, if you’re planning on attacking me, I suggest you leave now.”

You bring up your clenched fists in front of your face to show that you meant business, and the mysterious boy raised his hands up in defeat, both palms opening wide to face you.

“Woah woah, calm down! You’ve got the wrong idea!”

“How so?”

You narrow your eyes at him and toughen your stance, making it very clear that you’re not buying his story. Very carefully, the boy lowered his hands to his sides, biting onto his lower lip as he contemplated on how to tell you the truth. Placing a hand on his hip, he brought the other one up to scratch behind his head, before telling you the answer in a soft and unsure voice.

“I just...wanted to be...friends..?”

“WHAT?”

Your loud exclamation frightened the poor boy, causing him to jump backwards as he raised his hands once again to defend himself.

“It’s true! I’m not lying to you! I saw you at the cinema and you were the last one to leave and I just thought…”

The gears in your brain start whirring at their full speed, playing back the entire memory from when you first enter the hall to the last moment that you left. And you remember now. You remember him. You stole a quick glance at him as you ascended the shallow steps to get to your seat, mumming your lips together to stop the smile on your face. He stood out from the dark theatre in his pink outfit, an adorable yet unconventional look for a male. Yet taking a closer look at him now… you realise that the colour suited him. A lot. It was almost like the colour pink was made for him. Bringing your attention back to the present, your eyes stop to rest on his face, helping him to complete the last of his sentence.

“And you just thought…?”

“I just thought that it would be good to make friends with someone that enjoys late night movies like myself, in particular, one that enjoys a sappy love story.”

He says it with so much sincerity and a sparkle in his eyes that it was impossible to not believe him and now that he’s swept his hair away from his face, you realise that he couldn’t hurt a fly.

He has the brightest doe eyes and they sparkle brightly under the weak light of street lamp. He gives you a tight-lipped smile, the corner of his lips lifting up ever so slightly – just to let you know that he meant no harm. You decide there and then, that you can trust the guy. If things went south – well – at least you knew you could still take him down. Besides, he was right. Being friends with someone that enjoyed a sappy love story late at night wouldn’t be such a bad thing, right?

“Well then, my newly acquired friend, what do you propose for our first activity together?”

You watch as his face lights up with your question, his lips now wide open to reveal a neat row of small pearly whites.

Cute.

You have to suppress a smile upon seeing the sight, not wanting to appear like a creep in front of him.

“A self-introduction. Then supper.”

“You first.”

“Ok! My name is Hendery, or you can call me Guanheng if you want to! What’s yours?”

His attention is fully on you now, very much like an adorable puppy waiting for his owner’s next move.

“Hi Hendery, my name is Y/N. Now, where to for supper?���

“Y/N, what a pretty name~ How about the ice cream place on the next street? Also, I apologise for stalking you just now, I needed some time to work up my courage.”

“NEO WAY? Sure. They make a pretty amazing lime sherbet; you should try that. And well, while you nearly gave me a heart attack, I’m just glad that you’re not a creep.”

“No, I’m not a creep. Is lime sherbet your favourite ice cream flavour?”

“Yes. Yours?”

Unknowingly, Hendery had managed to step up to stand beside you and was now leading the way by walking backwards, facing you so that he can talk to you.

“I’m not sure, I never really thought about it. But I can tell you my favourite colour.”

“And what would that be?”

Hendery halts in his steps, and he was now facing you with a very straight face before announcing in a serious voice:

“I like pink.”

He even added a head flick at the end of it, but his cap had fallen off his head in the process. Yet Hendery wasn’t even fazed in the slightest by it, he simply picked it up and dusted it before replacing it on his head, chuckling at his own silliness the entire time. Here was a man that was not shy to make a fool of himself, and that was refreshing to you. You laughed along with him, letting you know that you’re in with him on this.

“I should have guessed. The pink hoodie is clearly making a statement, and the colour suits you so well.”

“Thanks Y/N. I’m so jealous of your pink shoes.”

“If it fits, you can have it.”

“Really?!”

You nod your head vigorously, unable to keep the smile in anymore. The moment you turn to meet his eyes, both of you knew a special connection had been made – and maybe, just maybe – this would be the start of a magical adventure for both parties.

It’s nice to finally find someone like you.

[all-about-kyu]

Pairing: Xiaojun x fem!reader x Hendery

Genre: fluff

Rating: G

Warnings: polyamory, kissing (both f x m and m x m)

Word Count: 1.5

part of “the three of us” universe

Note: this is completely self indulgent and I completely blame @ericssmile and @yutasthetic for enabling me.

Dating a celebrity is hard enough, dating two was even harder. It had become second nature to sneak into their dorm and wait for them to come back. It was rather rare having them both come home at the same time but having time with each of them individually is nice too. Today, you knew Kun had off so when you knocked on the door it was no surprise that your boyfriends’ friend and leader opened the door.

“Hey, Hendery and Dejun won’t be back for a while.” he tells you when he lets you in, “You’re more than welcome to watch a movie with me though.” he offers.

“It’s okay, Kun, I’ll probably crash in Dery’s room until they get back.” you smile as you hang your coat up.

He nods and returns to the couch where his movie was still playing. You wander your way back to one of your boyfriend’s rooms. The moment you walk into Hendery’s room you see Leon sprawled out in a sunny spot on the bed. You giggle at the cat and sit beside him, petting him as he lounges in the sun. Soon though the cat decides he had enough affection and prances out of the room. It was barely noon but you felt in desperate need of a nap, Hendery’s bed is super comfortable and you would often take naps there whether he was home or not. You get comfy under his blankets and snuggle against his pillow, all the bedding surrounding you smells like him. A light touch of how Dejun smells resides in the material as well though. You smile and quickly find yourself dozing off. You wake up a little bit but aren’t fully awake to process what’s happening, you do hear a door open and shut as quietly as possible. You can feel the bed dip beside you and you let out a small noise, slightly annoyed by having been shifted.

“Hi angel.” you hear Hendery call, wrapping his arms around you, “I didn’t mean to wake you up, I just wanted to cuddle and take a nap with you.”

You hum, “What time is it?”

“Don’t worry about that, go back to sleep love.”

You snuggle closer to him, and bury your face against the crook of his neck. You feel him pet your hair as you fall back to sleep comfortably inhaling the comforting scent that is Hendery. He’s not sure when he falls asleep with you in his arms but he couldn’t have fallen asleep happier. Well, he could’ve, if Dejun was here too that would have been the best scenario but he was still recording at the company. He doesn’t fall asleep fully though, he’s still slightly awake and aware of your shuffling as he holds you. But soon he too falls into a deep sleep and you both stay like that for a long while.

You wake up with a start though, you sit up and look at the doorway, a noise has woken you up from a sweet dream and now your heart is racing. Through the darkness of the room you can make out the silhouette of someone who was putting back the fallen thing. You hear Hendery let out a soft snore (that he will deny later) and you turn your head to smile down at him.

“Hi baby,” the other smiles, leaning over to sweetly kiss you, “sorry I woke you up.”

“Junnie it’s okay, I’ve been napping for a while, Dery is still sound asleep. You have nothing to worry about.” you comfort.

“Well if you’re napping together then I’m joining you, it’s a legal obligation basically.” he states.

You nod and shift to make space on the other side of you for your other boyfriend. You have a feeling he’s exhausted too and will fall asleep rather quickly. Still you end up sandwiched between your boyfriends, Hendery with an arm behind your head while Dejun lays an arm over your waist. You smile happy to be trapped there in Hendery’s bed with both of them.

“How did your day go?” you ask once he was comfy.

“Long, I wanted to come home with Dery so bad earlier but the producers needed me to stay longer and redo some of the high notes and harmonies. It was torture knowing he was here with you and I was stuck at work.” he sighs.

“But you’re here with both of us now, and we have nowhere to be tomorrow. I’ll stay the night and we can cuddle all day tomorrow and watch silly movies.” you smile, brushing his hair out of his eyes.

“That sounds amazing.” he finishes his sentence with a yawn.

You giggle, “Go to sleep, baby. We’ll still be here when you wake up. I pinky promise.” you tell him, holding out your pinky to him.

“You pinky promised there’s no backing out now.” he giggles interlocking your pinkies.

“Good night Dejun, I love you.” you smile, kissing him again.

“Good night, sunshine, I love you more.” he smiles into the kiss.

You don’t think you’ve ever slept more comfortably than when you sleep between your boyfriends. Hendery had always been your human heater, whenever you were cold and he was around you instantly gravitated towards him. Dejun was always there when you had a bad dream, even if he wasn’t physically with you, you knew he would answer a call from you at any hour of the day. Not that Hendery wouldn’t, he’s just a much heavier sleeper than Dejun is. Dejun has also always been the early riser of the three of you, and Hendery the latest sleeper. There were countless times where the two men would sleep over your apartment and Hendery would not be out of bed until the afternoon. It gave you and Dejun time one on one, which most times meant having tea together with a conversation followed by cuddling. Often, you and Dejun would hear a snore coming from your room mid conversation making you both giggle before continuing your discussion.

Your dream isn’t too overwhelming in any sense, memories replaying in your mind of all the things you had done with them. The time where they called out of work just to take you to the zoo for a date, the time that they tried to make dinner for you (and were almost successful), so many more danced across your mind in your sleep. Something disturbs you though. You shift still ridiculously sleepy and realize that there was no arm over your waist anymore, you roll over slightly and see Dejun sitting up on the other side of you. He immediately feels your eyes on him and looks down at your sleepy face. He smiles and leans down placing a kiss on your forehead. He looks as though he’s trying to get out of bed, you aren’t letting that happen though, you were going to get as much cuddling in with both of them while you can. You whine and reach up to grab his arm, still determined to not sit up. He smiles down at you again and shakes his head.

“Darling, it’s already 8:30, I should go start breakfast for us.” he speaks softly, you whine and tug at his arm again, making him airily laugh at you, “We can cuddle out there after breakfast like we always do, princess. You know I don’t mind the guys seeing me be affectionate with you. Let me get up.”

“I want to cuddle with both of you.” you whine, sleep still evident in your voice.

“Baby, we need to eat breakfast and you know it.” he tries to reason.

You aren’t having that still, you roll back to your original position and shake Hendery trying to wake him up. It takes a moment but the long haired man eventually wakes up partly. He groans and snuggles closer to you. You let him, knowing he loves to hold you for a while if you’re still in bed when he wakes up.

“Dery,” you speak gently, “help me convince Dejun to stay in bed.”

“Dejun,” he rasps, “lay back down, I wanna cuddle too.”

“Babe, I need to get breakfast started.” Dejun tries to explain again.

“Nope,” Hendery states, “lay down and cuddle us. You’ll get cold if you get out of bed.”

You look up at Dejun again with a pout on your lips. You know he has a weakness for you pouting, and you’re going to use it to your advantage. His resolve starts to crack and you can practically hear the gears turning in his head. As if he knows, Hendery adds another comment that he’s sure will get the older to lay down again.

“I’ll make sure to give you extra cuddles and buy you any snacks you want later. I know both of you are always cold, so come here and use me like a personal heater.” he half jokes.

Dejun sighs with defeat but lays down and cuddles up behind you again. His arm regains its place over your waist, and quickly Hendery’s fingers interlock with your other boyfriend’s fingers. Before he fully gets comfortable again Dejun leans over and kisses both of you and falls back to sleep holding both of you.

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ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴ [ᴛᴇᴀꜱᴇʀ]

pairing: nerd reader! x jock! hendery

author's note: apart of the Let's Fake it collab by @127-mile posting it by: (09/04/21)

word count:???

genre: fluff, angst, drama, comedy, and spicy. high school au! (warnings: mentions of depression and uses of alcohol.)

summary: When you're entering your freshman year into high school, you start having a hard time fitting in with the popular kids. You’ve always dreamed of gaining popularity and respect from your peers so you’ve decided to make your mark at one of the hottest events of the year, Hendery's house party. You ended up dealing with some trouble on the way as you break one of Hendery’s basketball championship rings. To save you from the embarrassment and grant your wish, he proposes a plan for you. In order to pay your dues for the ring, you would have to help him get better grades in school while he helps you gain popularity by becoming your “boyfriend”. The only catch is you can’t quit, crack under pressure, and fall in love or it’s game over. This game strategy might be the toughest one that you both have ever taken on.

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“Hey we need to talk!” Hendery grasps your arm and starts speed walking to towards the lockers. You started wincing in pain by how hard he’s dragging you.

“Uhhh oww! What the hell is your deal? I have to get to P.E.” You yanked his hand off your sleeve readjusting your glasses.

Hendery crosses his arms while laughing to keep himself calm. “What do you mean what’s my deal. You’ve been avoiding me all day when I’m trying to talk to you. You were the one who actually broke my rings last night weren’t you?”

“Look I have no clue what your talking about that was obviously not me.” You tried to walk away one last time to avoid Hendery, but he beats you to it by grabbing your shoulders and pushing you against the lockers.

“Nice try, but I’ve heard from one of my boys that they saw it was you. Look I’m not mad at you, all I want is to work this out.” He smiles looking down at you while helping you fix your glasses.

“Okay it was me alright. Look I didn’t know what else to do at that time and plus I don’t have champion ring money to help replace those.”

Hendery nods listening to your response while caressing his chin. “I know you don’t that’s why I’m going to propose this game plan for you. Your a gamer and one of the smartest people in our class right? What was the nickname they’d call you Te-“

You cut him off by saying it annoyed by the nickname. “Techy Tia. I can’t believe the teachers actually thought Tia was my name when it’s actually y/n.” The both of you shake your heads laughing at the story. “Anyways what’s your so called game plan?”

“Well I kinda figured since you have the best grades in class and mines aren’t exactly looking to good right now. Would you be interested in tutoring me? It will help pay off the ring incident and I’ll do anything in return.”

He flutter his eyes while pouting like a puppy dog waiting for your answer. You can’t believe the freshman quarterback Hendery is acting this helpless in front of you like this.

Now after witnessing his sense of humor, charm and athletic abilities it person you have a better understanding why Hendery is friends with almost everyone in school. And then it finally hit you..

“Well how about this. I help you get better with your studies and you become my boyfriend for 2 months..”

You both paused and looked at each other realizing what you just said. The sound of the bells scares you and you rush by grabbing your book back and ran downstairs saying “Actually let’s discuss this more after school okay I’ve really gotta go..”

Hendery looks at you smiling looking even more intrested in what’s going to happen next. He whispers to himself by saying

“Boyfriend huh? That techy girl is quite the character. Hopefully I don’t end up falling for her...”

[doiefy]

this is war // wayv

genre: fluff, idol au, borderline crack pairing: wayv x reader word count: 0.5 k warning: language

absolutely no explanation for this one, i just felt like it :)

Mornings are always the loudest.

A deafening symphony of voices, footsteps, clashing pots and pans in the kitchen—it pulls you out of sleep so violently that you can’t even remember what you were dreaming about mere seconds earlier. Something about running free through fields of long grass and wildflowers, letting your legs take you far into the distance where the sky met the land in a foggy border. The thought is almost enough to lull you back to sleep.

There’s a shout from outside and you jolt awake in surprise, your head bumping against the wooden headboard and your legs moving frantically on their own, almost as if they’re still stuck in your dreams. The room comes into focus; you vaguely remember thumping on Yangyang’s door in the middle of the night until he let you curl up next to him, albeit a little unhappily. Whatever, you think. It’s kind of what he deserves anyways, after yesterday.

You roll out of bed, stumble your way to the door, poke your head out into the hallway cautiously. Someone rushes by in a hurry, loose articles of clothing flying, damp hair a tangled mess, walking so quickly he doesn’t even notice you. You sleepily follow him down the hall and into the living room, where everyone else is getting ready to leave.

There’s seven of them, only six today since Sicheng is in China for something you don’t really care to know about. There’s Kun, the only one who appears to have working brain cells and perhaps your favourite after Xiaojun. Ten, who you actively avoid because of his cats. Yangyang, Lucas and Hendery, the loud trio that follows you wherever you go, giving you more attention than you ever want.

An excited call of your name, and then strong arms are picking you off the ground to swing you around. You groan, and without even looking, know it’s Lucas. You swat at his arm but he only laughs.

“Who’s a good girl?” He coos in that god-awful babying voice he only ever uses with you, patting you a little roughly on the head. If only you could express how much you hate it, how much you’d like him to just talk to you normally, because his whines and whimpers just don’t work with his face.

And then you see him.

You catch a glimpse of him when Lucas spins you around again: his beady eyes staring back at you smugly from across the room, an overwhelming aura that makes you want to claw his furry little face off. But when everyone is around, you behave yourself, pretend to be friends. Only when they leave does your ongoing war resume.

“We’re leaving!” Xiaojun takes you from Lucas’ arms and presses a kiss to your head. Thankfully, he lets you go after a moment, and then all six of them are going, yelling goodbyes and reminders for you to be good until the door slams shut.

Instantly, a paw hits the back of your head, and you whirl around to see Louis and Leon hovering above you. Eyes boring holes into your head, paws outstretched, ready to strike.

God, being WayV’s dog is so fucking hard.

April fools, bITCHESSSS

ahahahaahhahah im not even sorry

[radianthyuck]

hendery x reader; fluff; nct

prompt #22: “i’ll help you”

the sun has set, apparent at how it’s completely dark outside the massive school gym and it’s only the lamps illuminating the place.

as part of the school council, you’re obligated to help prepare for the school rally tomorrow. you’ve been stuck inside the gymnasium since school ended today, which is at exactly 2:30 pm. it’s now 6:30 pm of a thursday, winter night.

“y/n, can you get the boxes for the class shirts?” a fellow student council member approaches you.

“yeah, where are they?” you ask.

“they’re at the office.”

you nod before heading out the door and into the school office, which is exactly a building far from the gym.

“there it is,” you mumble to yourself, the packages laying atop the office desk reflecting themselves on the glass wall of the building.

you stack two boxes to carry and it’s only when you’re halfway through did you realize they’re heavy.

“fuck,” you cuss as you adjust the boxes to keep them from falling.

you could see someone glancing around outside the gym as if they’re searching for someone. they stop at your direction and start running towards you. it’s hendery.

“i’ll help you,” he shouts from a distance, “you can put the boxes down” he says, breathing heavily in front of you.

“thank you so much,” you thank hendery, relieved that help came.

“of course,” he smiles before picking up one of the boxes.

during the walk back to the gymnasium, hendery couldn’t take his eyes off of you. not only because he’s concerned whether the box is too heavy for you, but also because of how entranced he is by your beauty.

[limi-pie]

The taste of Red Wine part 6 (preview)

A/N: Hello guys! Alright I have been working on part 6 for most of the time, but I don’t want to keep you waiting all the time. :T So I’ve decided to post a little preview of what’s going to happen~

If you don’t want to be spoiled until the actual part 6 is finished, then do not read this! Also, I’ve mixed some of the parts to make it interesting, it might be changed but just keep that in mind! 

Genre: Mafia AU, Teacher! Female Reader, Mafia Leader! Yoongi. 

Warnings: Violence, bad language, angst, blood, gun shots, wounds, alcohol, flirting, possibly kidnapping(?)

Wordcount: 688

I headed home as to my surprise I noticed Daniel had recently been home. I could tell by the stained dishes in the sink and dirty clothes lying on the floor. I sighed loudly as I picked up the clothes to put them into the basket and I washed the dishes. “Jeez. I should really break up with that man. He has done nothing but make me furious and stressed.” I fixed some paperwork and took some time to check through the assignments. A few hours had passed as I headed out again, this time to meet up with Hoseok. I took a cab to the place since it’s easier that way. “Y/N! Over here!” Hoseok waved as he walked towards me. “Hey Hobi, it's been awhile. I’m so glad to finally see you!” I said, hugging him softly. We headed over to the dance studio as Hoseok showed off his cool and new choreography.

I took a mirror selfie with him, doing peace signs and naturally uploaded it to my close friends’ story.

“With my sunshine 😘☀️ @J_Hobi_0218”

I sat down on the bench and watched him move so smoothly and swiftly. He was indeed an expert, no doubt. Dancing is his passion after all. An hour had passed.

“So what do you think, Y/N?” He asked while panting a bit.

“That was totally amazing and mind blowing! You must’ve worked hard for this and I can tell.” I said with a proud smile.

“Thanks Y/N, I’m glad you’ve noticed.” Hoseok said, taking off his tank top as he was shirtless, wiping his face with a towel. I got flustered, turning my face away. I didn’t want to be caught staring at his abs. But he was hot, I can see his intense dancing really pays off with that body of his.

“You look so hot right now, Hoseok~” I winked, smirking to myself as he clicked his tongue, “why you’re quite hot yourself, Y/N.” He chuckled as he looked at the clock, he went to grab his shirt on the bench.

“So how is it going with him, Daniel?” He asked in curiosity as he looked deeply into my eyes. I stopped when he asked that all of a sudden. “Well yeah… now that you mention it, I’m actually planning on breaking up with him.” I said, rubbing my arm while looking down on my feet.

“I just don’t think we are a great couple, not when we were dating back in high school. I guess Daniel has just changed into someone I no longer love or want to be with. I think we grew apart from each others. I’m tired of seeing him come home drunk or high.” I said, with a deep sigh. I felt a bit more relaxed coming out with that bad energy. He nodded, understanding. “I think that’s a good idea, Y/N. Also don’t forget that I and Namjoon will always be by your side and support your decision regardless. Besides, I was never really fond of that Daniel guy. He seemed pretentious and so full of himself sometimes.” He laughed as I let out a small laugh too.

A few weeks went by... 

“There’s this small party for Chinese students and teachers, this Friday. I was going to ask if you’d come too, Ms. Meílíng.” Mr. Wong asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

“This Friday? I got plan I don’t think I’d be able to–”

“Aish, Crystal was hoping to see you though. You sure you won’t join us just for a little bit?”

I thought for a second as he flashed me a gentle smile. But there was something off about it. Underneath that smile was a trap set by him and his friends. Which I didn’t notice.

“Sure but I won’t stay too long.”

“Hey, I’ve successfully kidnapped Ms. Y/N, the one secretly working for the Bangtan Gang. Prepare the photoshoot, we got something to send to Min Yoongi.” Kunhang said, throwing my unconscious body over his shoulder as he waited for a car.

“You’re too naive, Y/N.” He said, smirking as he got inside the car.

[itsamejin]

the one that got away || hendery angst || part 2 (finale)

Part 1

Summary: Some days you don’t regret the decision to leave him, but most days you do.

Warning: self-hatred, insecurities, mutual pining

Genre: angst, fluff, mutual pining

Pairing: Hendery x reader

Premise: You two broke up and that should’ve been the end of it, but he sends you a message and all of a sudden it isn’t.

Commission Request: @iron-lix​

Word Count: 4,164 words

—

hey, its guanheng. just got your new number lol, wanted to know if you would like to catch up sometime and talk? Idk… just text me back if u want to

You were tempted to delete it, bury it in your trash bin along with all the other concerned messages Guanheng sent you before you blocked his number. It would’ve been the right thing to do, to end any sort of contact before you could hurt yourself further. Insecurity nagged at the back of your brain, yet you find yourself texting him back anyway.

if you want

Short. Simple. Enough to get the message across, but not enough to make him think you were desperate. Did you come off as desperate? Please, don’t make him think-

omg

u actually replied!! 

how are you???

and im free on sunday 

do u wanna meet up then?

The bombardment of texts brought a sad smile to your face. It really was him. It was Guanheng. No person used question marks as liberally, no person sent that many texts consecutively. You hesitate to answer. Too much could go wrong for you to risk seeing him again. You could break down in tears and be left in the dust, similar to how you had left Guanheng just a year earlier. 

You convinced yourself that there was nothing left to talk about, there was no more closure needed. You two broke up cleanly and it should stay that way. 

i’m doing fine, and yeah i’d love to :)

Your thoughts contradict your actions and you find yourself burying your face in your hands, frustrated at how easily you agreed. What the hell was wrong with you? You blocked him for a reason, you wanted to get over him. Agreeing to “catch up” with an ex wasn’t getting over him. You would only end up missing him more after all was said and down.

What made you think that you deserved to see him after all you had done?

—

At a small cafe on the outskirts of Macao, you reconsider every decision you made that led up to this point. You fiddle with your fingers, wondering why you even decided to paint your nails like he’d even pay attention to them in the first place. You scratch at the polka-dotted dress you wore, cursing at yourself for wearing his favorite color- pink. You purse your lips, regretting putting on such heavy makeup to hide the dark circles that formed underneath your eyes from the sleepless night you had. You couldn’t get a wink of rest knowing you’d see his face again after so long.

You should’ve just stayed home, should’ve just blocked his number as you did all those months ago.

“Hey,” a gentle voice calls out, interrupting your negative thoughts. “Wow, I can’t believe it’s actually you.”

You look up from your lap, Guanheng staring at you with the brightest smile on his face. He takes the seat across from you hesitantly as if he still wasn’t sure he came to the right table. No one recognized him here in this reclusive cafe, but he still couldn’t find it in himself to relax. Especially with you in front of him.

“It’s been a while,” you smile sadly. Your voice was shaky and Guanheng noticed. He noticed everything.

“Did you order yet?” he asks, equally nervous, but with a large grin on his face. His hand reached out to grab a piece of paper on the table thinking it was the menu. Sadly, it was not. You giggle slightly at his awkward expressions as he slid it back to where he got it from.

“That’s the placemat,” you inform him. “They were planning to give us the menu when you came.”

He cringes at himself. ‘Why do I always find a way to fuck things up?’ he cries in his mind. Guanheng thought he could’ve introduced himself more smoothly.

“Y-yeah,” he scratches the back of his head. “I probably should’ve known that.”

You two sat in silence even as the waitress planted the menu on the table. You let Guanheng order for you, surprised he still remembers your favorite drink. You wonder if his stayed the same too.

“...and I’d like a black coffee,” he smiles widely, bidding the waitress goodbye. He sees the small scowl etched on your face, but doesn’t quite know why. He used to never drink black coffee. It was too bitter for him and he always overreacted when the liquid would touch his tongue. You couldn’t believe that had changed in just a year- just like him.

You inspect his face blankly as he chatters about something nonsensical, trying to fill in the silence that you had left him with. Guanghen’s hair is shorter now, trimmed in a way that highlighted his boyish features perfectly. He wore a dress shirt, cuffed at the elbow. He wouldn't have been caught dead looking so suave in the past, opting for comfortable hoodies and beanies so ill-fitted that they hid his eyes. You were looking at Hendery, a version of him that existed on magazine covers and photo cards. You clutch the ends of your dress. See [Y/N]? He’s fine without you.

He stops his talking when he notices your lack of enthusiasm. You used to love hearing him talk, but you looked at him with such emptiness that he wondered if his voice was grating in your ear. He stares at you too, a sad glint in his eyes. Your face, although beautiful, was tired and sunken. You had a dullness in your complexion. You no longer glowed as you used to when he was yours- or to put it in terms that he liked better- when you were his. You shake him out of his own wallowing thoughts.

“How’s Korea?” you ask, knowing he had been promoting there recently. You hear from his friends that he loves it there, that the European-esque streets of Macau got too boring for him. He liked the hustle and bustle of Seoul, the capital of entertainment and fast-paced living. “Your new album doing well?”

Guanheng is happy that you asked, afraid you had lost interest in his work after the breakup. He was so afraid you had lost interest in him.

“It’s been great!” he nods thoughtfully. “We’re planning something soon, so I only have a week here before I go back. It’s been hectic...”

You purse your lips. It must be rough on him, only getting to stay with his family for such a short period of time. Guanghen must miss it- all of this. The city, the humidity, the people... maybe not you, but maybe the memories that came with the relationship. You sure miss it too.

“How about you?” he breaks the silence, noticing that your glances were drifting off somewhere else. “Anything interesting going on in your life?”

You shake your head and give a fake smile. He hates seeing it. Guanheng would prefer for you to curse him out than for you to act fake towards him. It’s like you couldn’t let your guard down with him... and he used to be the only person you let your guard down with. This wasn’t how usually were, but then again, he hasn’t seen you in a year. Could you have changed so drastically that the sight of his face made you that uncomfortable?

“Nothing notable,” you sigh, staring past him rather than right at him. “I’ve been thinking of moving out of Macau for a fresh start, you know? Somewhere new...”

‘Somewhere that doesn’t remind me of you,’ you say silently to yourself. You see a flicker of a pained expression, but you get distracted when the waitress delivers water to the both of you. You stir the water with the straw, glad you found another distraction to keep yourself from making eye contact with Guanheng.

“I wouldn’t have an excuse to visit,” he says teasingly, but you could feel grit in his tone. “if you weren’t here.”

You blink rapidly, not quite registering his words. What was he saying?

“What about your family? Your friends?” you question. There were a lot of things that came with this city, it’s not like you were the only one living here. You figured you’d be the last thing on his mind these days. Guanheng just shrugs.

“They visit me often,” he sighs. “But you don’t. You never visit.”

He gives a sad chuckle, sipping from his cup lowly. Your mouth opens, but not a sound comes out and so you close it again. How were you supposed to respond? Guanghen sighs at your silence.

“You blocked my number.”

Your heart cracks at the sound of his voice. He played around with the straw, refusing to look at you. He sounded... sad and you wondered if the reason for his sadness was you. Weren’t you usually the reason?

“Guanheng-” “You don’t have to say anything,” he stands up straight, a panicked look on his face. He realized then that he made the atmosphere even tenser than it already was. “I’m not here with any other intentions except to talk to you. I know... I know that...”

He couldn’t finish his sentence. He didn’t know how to without sounding desperate. ‘[Y/N] I know that it’s been a year, but would you like to start over even though you might not have feelings for me anymore?’ Yeah, no way he would be caught dead saying that out loud- not when you looked at him with such emptiness.

“What’s wrong Hendery?” 

You wonder why the person with the brightest smile in the world had such furrowed brows as he looked into your eyes. And maybe that was your first mistake. Calling him by his stage name. 

“Hendery?” he scoffs.

“I’m sorry,” you say a little shocked at his angry expression. “Did I overstep-”

“Why would you call me that?” he asks with sad eyes. “Why are you treating me like I’m a stranger?”

Your last chance at getting closure and you had said something wrong that made him uncomfortable. You blew it, didn’t you? Of course, how could you be such an idiot?

“I’m so sorry I didn’t-”

“Hendery,” he repeats, still shocked at your words. “You never call me that. Not even when we dated.”

Dated. Past tense. He wasn’t yours anymore and you needed to accept that. Guanheng was right there telling you to. You were out of your mind for thinking this was going to turn out like you expected, that he would walk back into your arms without hesitation.

“I can’t do this,” you say abruptly, standing up from your seat. “Guanheng I’m sorry it was a mistake even meeting up with you.”

“[Y/N]-”

You walk past the table, feeling bad for the cafe workers that were oblivious to your sudden outburst. You took out your wallet from your shoulder bag, setting down cash to make up for the food that hadn’t arrived at your table. The worker stared at you with large eyes.

“Ma’am-” 

You were already out the door, tears threatening to spill over. Guanheng came to talk, came to have a chat with an old friend that happened to be his ex-girlfriend and all he got was an awkward conversation that showed how broken you were without him. You walk and walk, missing the bus stop that you were supposed to wait at until you hear rapid footsteps behind you.

“[Y/N] wait-”

Guanheng wraps his fingers around your elbow and pulls you to face him. You couldn’t bear to look at him, staring at your feet rather than his face.

“Just let me walk you to the bus stop. It’s dangerous for you to walk alone,” he says, the hand that was on your elbow was shaking. “I’m sorry for acting weird back there. It wasn’t even something serious and I freaked out over nothing-” “No,” you say shaking your head, pulling his hand away from you. He felt empty now that you were out of his reach. “I was the one that overreacted.”

“Don’t,” he says sadly. “Don’t apologize to me.”

You finally gather the guts to look up at him directly, but you regret it almost immediately. You notice up close that he’s still the scared kid who couldn’t believe he was called in for an audition by a massive foreign company. It makes you want to embrace him, comfort him from all his worries, and tell him that it’ll be okay. Except it isn’t. It hasn’t been for a while.

—

Under a flickering streetlight, you sit at the bus stop’s bench with tense shoulders. He sits farther away from you, careful of the watchful gazes from the public and any sneaky cameras around patiently waiting for him to mess up.

“I miss taking bus rides late at night,” he admits, not looking at you in fear of people watching. “It feels different somehow.”

You smile sadly.

“Yeah. We used to ride one from school together.”

He nods, biting the inside of his cheek. Words used to flow naturally when he was with you, but he had to go and mess it up at the cafe by feeling offended over something that was trivial. So what if you called him by his stage name? It's been a year since he’s last seen you- of course, you’d have been more cautious about what to call him. He was stupid, so hopelessly stupid.

“I miss the rivers too,” he mutters. “I miss those overpriced boat rides tourists would pay for.”

He chuckles sadly, reminiscing of a time when you had gone with him. When you were his and he was yours.

‘Most importantly I miss you,’ he thinks to himself, but he balls his hand into a fist before he could say anything else. You hated this, hated that he always held back before saying the most important thing.

“Guanheng,” you start, heart beating rapidly from your chest. “Why did you want to see me?”

His eyes waiver and you could see it glisten in this light. Did you say something that made him uncomfortable yet again?

“I just,” he swallows, not finding the right words, “wanted to see if you were doing okay.”

“Why?”

“Because,” he replies, “I feel like you’re doing fine.”

‘Without me,’ he screams in his head. Guanheng doesn’t notice you bowing your head or the tears that had started to form in your eyes. He was too caught up in his own tears that threatened to spill over, but he convinced himself to hold it in. 

“Well, I’m not,” you broke out with a cry, already knowing you were past looking pathetic. You let the tears fall onto your lap. He doesn’t notice at first, but Guanheng snaps his head to you, no longer caring about his surroundings. He slides closer, patting you on the back.

“What's wrong?” he asks worriedly. “Did I say something again?”

“No,” you say, looking up at him and he swore his heart sunk at that moment. Even when you broke up with him your eyes never looked this hurt. Guanheng didn’t even know he had that effect on you anymore. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Well obviously I did if you look like this right now,” he says angrily, more at himself than at you. He wipes away the tears from your eyes, but it only made you wail harder. He was still so good at comforting people, still so gentle. You wished that he wouldn’t stare at you with such caring eyes and give you false hope- hope that he wanted you back just as much as you wanted him. It wasn’t right to be feeling this way when you were the one that broke up with him. You had no right.

“I’m so sorry,” you cry out, holding onto his arms to steady yourself. 

“What are you sorry for?” he asks worriedly. His eyes, too, were turning red.

“For ignoring you when you needed me most.”

A silence falls between you two and his grip on you tightens. This was a conversation you two should’ve had a year ago. He didn’t quite know why it was being brought up now, but at least now he can ask what he’s been dying to figure out.

“Why did you block me?” he questions solemnly.  “Why did you agree to be friends and then just cut me off like that?”

You purse your lips.

“I’m sorry for-”

“Please,” he begs, hands letting go of you. “Answer me just this once.”

You try to gather yourself but fail miserably. How could you when this was potentially the last time you’d ever see Guanheng again? 

“I was scared,” you answer truthfully.

“Of what?”

You take a deep breath and sigh.

“That you might hate me.”

Guanheng tips your head to face him, a serious look on his face.

“I’d never hate you.”

He looked at you with such softness- the kind you haven’t felt in so long.  At that moment you could trust him, at that moment you felt like everything would be okay. 

‘It’s alright if he does,’ you think to yourself. If he hates you then fine, but you needed to tell him one last time. Then there’d be no regrets. Maybe then you’d have the guts to finally leave, start anew in a place that didn’t remind you so much of him, but that’s probably impossible to do because Hendery was the sun itself, and you were just you.

“I still love you,” you whisper solemnly, “and I hated that you let me go so easily when it was so hard for me to let go of you.”

His mouth falls open and you swear you see hurt in his eyes, so you turn away. Regret always came after your worst decisions.

“You thought I let you go easily?” 

A stray tear had fallen down his cheek.

“I’m so sorry I-”

“Stop being sorry,” he pleads. “I hate hearing you apologize when it was my fault too.”

You look up at him, confused.

“I should’ve fought harder for us,” he continues. “I should have told you that I loved you back then and that I could’ve made it work. I can’t believe you thought I was okay with breaking up. I said we should stay friends just so I could have an excuse to talk to you again and you kept ignoring my texts and I thought I was being annoying and-”

He always used to ramble a lot when he was anxious. Guanheng takes a deep breath and puts your hands in his. The bus was not coming anytime soon.

“What I’m trying to say is,” he mutters. “I still love you too.”

You shake your head, refusing to believe his words. He just felt sorry for you, he didn’t mean-

“I tried dating other people,” he says matter-of-factly, breaking your heart a tiny bit because you hadn’t. You never tried to venture past him because it had always been him, always. 

“Guanheng, why-”

“But it just didn’t work out,” he cuts you off, swallowing his saliva nervously, “because they weren’t you.”

You open your mouth to speak but he cuts you off again.

“I sent you text after text asking you to take me back,” he sighed sadly. “But I never sent them because I knew you wouldn’t even see them anyway. I told the guys about you and they said it was a lost cause, that I should move on.”

“But you didn’t,” you whisper, touched by his words. Guanheng shakes his head.

“I didn’t,” he smiles as he intertwines his fingers within yours. “And maybe it’s messed up to say this, but I’m glad you didn’t either.”

You laugh with him, the tears dried by now. You look at him, his eyes crinkling  so beautifully as he smiles. 

The bus came seconds after under the flickering street light where you two share a chaste kiss. His lips tasted the same and you can’t help but grin.

It was still him. It was still Guanheng.

—

He walks with you, his hand bumping into yours one too many times that he just held yours in his. It didn’t feel real, being so close to him again. Maybe you had gone through hurdles to get to where you two were now, but at least he was back where he wanted to be- by your side. You two talk about anything and everything and let a comfortable silence fall in between you two when there wasn’t a need for conversation. 

Guanheng asks you what you watch recently. Netflix documentaries. You ask him what songs he listens to nowadays? You cringe when he says Justin Bieber. He laughs when you laugh, walks at the same pace as you, calls you pet names. It’s like he never left, but you knew that in a week from now, he will leave. And maybe you’ll go back to wallowing in your own sadness again.

You’re already at the steps leading to your house, but he refuses to let you go, so you let him inside. He smiles at the lack of change.

“My stuff’s still here,” he says in awe, picking up the small robot figurine that was propped up on your coffee table. You fluster at his words.

“I didn’t have the heart to throw them away,” you mutter. He smiles at you.

“Do you still have my clothes here?” he asks. You panic.

“Oh, do you want them? I can go-”

“So I can stay the night then, right?” he asks seriously. You wonder if he thinks himself a comedian. You punch him in the arm with a puff of your breath.

“We haven’t even seen each other for more than a day and you-”

“Not like that,” he chuckles, realizing what he had implied with his statement. “I just want to sleep here. With you. Innocently. 

You stare up at him, unconvinced.

“Aren’t you worried that I’ll get kidnapped?” he whines, giving you those puppy dog eyes that you missed so much. You miss him so much.

You click your tongue at him, walking to your bedroom as he follows right behind. You scathe through your closet, pulling out the comfy clothes he always wore. You could never admit to him that you’ve been sleeping in them for the past year since he was gone. He takes them from you.

“Then I’ll go change,” he says with a cheeky smile. You roll your eyes, getting dressed for bed as well. Guanheng takes a seat on your bed and lays down next to you. He watches you silently for a while before he starts stroking your hair.

“Move to Seoul with me,” Guanheng jokes casually. You take him seriously for a second, but notice the Cheshire grin on his face and decide to play along.

“I don’t know anyone there,” you pout, squeezing his hand lightly.

“You know me.”

You roll your eyes.

“You know that’s not enough,” you scoff. “I need a job, I’ll miss my family and-”

Why were you taking this so seriously? Your face heats up with embarrassment. How could you let yourself be carried away by his simple teasing?

He smiles at you, patting your head softly.

“Then, I’ll just keep coming back to visit, I guess,” he replies. “Unless you’re still planning to leave?”

You pondered for a bit. You did need a change of view, a change of pace. You had spent a year in this apartment wallowing in self-pity. It wouldn't be so bad to move somewhere new, would it?

“If I go to Seoul,” you start off hesitantly, “What does that mean for us?”

He looks at you, confused. The atmosphere had turned somber without him noticing.

“What do you mean?”

You hesitate to ask, still confused as to where he stands. Dating an idol was hard, you knew that. Did he?

“Will I be your girlfriend again?”

He scoffs.

“I thought that was a given.”

You smile, but there was a hint of sadness in your eyes.

“I’m not good at being there for you, Guanheng,” you admit. “I have so many flaws and you have to put up with so many of them-”

“You put up with mine,” he says, inching closer to you. You shake your head.

“I’m not a good girlfriend.”

He shoots you a glare, pulling you into his arms and burying his face into your hair. Guanheng hated in when you talked about yourself like this.

“You don’t have to be,” he says. “I want you to be [Y/N], not just my girlfriend. You just have to be okay. I want you to be okay.”

You feel the prick of tears in your eye and nod into his chest. You need to trust him. You have to.

“I’ll try,” you say, drifting off into sleep. “This time I’ll try.”

And this time he won’t let go.

—

A/N: Super hard writing this because it’s been like uhhhh more than a year, but I’m glad I got to do it. Thank you @iron-lix​ for commissioning this and being so sweet and patient. I hope this was up to your expectation! Check out her blog for cute WayV fics!

I’ll be starting on my drabble game after I finish my last two commissions. Writers block is starting to get to me guys, so I’ll try to pace myself better in these next few days. Again thank you to everyone for being so kind in your messages and asks to me. I really feed off the positive vibes, you guys really know how to make me feel special T^T

give me a coffee?

[crisischild92]

Choices II (a WayV Fanfic)

Relationship: Reader / Kun, Lucas, Hendery, Yangyang and Xiaojun

Age: 18+ (this is extremely explicit)

Summary: Pure WayV smut (again!) The second part to my fic Choices. This can be read as a stand-alone but will make more sense if you read Choices first. You've been avoiding WayV since that night in their dorm but finally your excuses run out and you agree to go round for dinner. It was just one crazy night that got out of hand, right? Right?

Warnings: Basically a... four some?? Multiple pairings (M/F, M/M/F, M/M ) Oral sex, anal sex, vaginal sex, double penetration, fingering, Praise kink, Dominance/Submission

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27329299

[spillthencteaa]

WayV as Buzzfeed Unsolved quotes

Kun: "Where's my fucking holy water?"

Ten: "Satan's cement butthole."

WinWin: "If you wanna eat my heart, turn that light on."

Lucas: "Hey there, demons. It's me, ya boi."

Hendery: "Goatman, I’m dancing on your bridge-it’s my bridge now! You hear that?"

Xiaojun: "Don't fear my moustache, Timmy."

Yangyang: “I’m takin’ a selfie with some demons, yo~”

[kaepopsicle]

Will you do the same fanfic moot thing? 🥰😊☺️

yes yes yes I will <33 — this is going to be really long lmao

[ @sarahbkwl ]

crack fluff — her and ten go to an art museum and compare each other to the weird looking statues and paintings

[ @rr0zu ]

romantic fluff — absolutely beautiful words and just paints a pretty picture, her and jaehyun walking down New York City while holding hands // wearing semi matching outfits ,, the sun going down behind them

[ @starrdustville ]

holiday fluff — her and doyoung putting up Christmas decorations and he lifts her up to put the star on the tree and he says something like “you’re the prettiest star of them all.”

[ @himitsu-luna ]

literally just fluff — taeil and her baking cupcakes but ends up messing them and up and just putting frosting on each other tehehehe

[ @floweringtheflowers ]

crack teen — her in the library with mark and they’re trying to study but keeps kicking each other under the table and end up throwing books and paper balls at earth other

[ @babyyangx2 ]

more romantic fluff — her and yangyang at an arcade and he’s trying very hard to get a stuffie for her (and him) from the claw machine

[ @beomqyu-s ]

fluff — she is going to an amusement park with txt and you guys are all cute and matching and having fun ,, trying to scare each other on the rides

[ @hangsxng ]

crack fluff — they are going to a mall with jaemin and they do that cute tiktok trend where they close their eyes and pick random pieces of clothing and try them on and have a whole runway show for each other

[ @ncitythoughts ]

pretty much all of these are crack fluff — her, john, and taeyong are doing those wine and paint classes but they all just end up messing each others paintings up and get drunk and laugh about it later

[ @imjustuhhvibing ]

shotaro is trying to teach her japanese and he laughs at her pronounciation and he thinks it’s super cute when she gets annoyed at his teasing

[ @yejisea ]

chenle and her going to see a scary movie and chenle ends up getting scared and spilling the popcorn on both of them

[ @liudejuns ]

friday night bf vibes — her and xiaojun chilling at in their apartment,, jun is playing his guitar singing to her while she’s laying on the couch watching him,, has her arm resting on the back of the sofa while she’s smiling at him

[ @yongsprout ] (ope you changed your name uwu)

taeyong was playing among us with her and he turns out to be the imposter and kills her — and immediately goes to apologize to her - “ahhh I’m so sorry !! I had toooo”

[ @junguwuta ]

her and jungwoo were watching a cooking show and trying to recreate the dish — ends up causing the smoke alarms to siren and the rest of the members run in thinking there was a fire and turns out it was just them, standing with powder on their faces

[ @strwberryneo ]

jisung and her are playing video games and she’s beating him so he messes up her controller so he can win and she ends up tackling him and they playfight and chenle walks in stares at them and walks out not wanting to know what happened

[ @heartyyjeno ]

jeno finally convinced her to go on a run with him and she does but ends up getting tired half way through so he carries her the rest of the way and they get ice cream

[ @mairah-shaikh ]

winwin, kun, and her go out to eat for dinner, and start discussing random conversations they think people at the restaurant are having

[ @btsastro ]

her and jungkook are filming a YouTube video where jungkook tries to do her makeup and ends up failing and starts laughing at how funny she looks

[ @fairvtale ]

lucas starts messing around and plays with her makeup and comes out at her looking like a clown and mocks her by saying “I’m the prettiest princess of all look at mee”

[ @johns-marshmallow ]

she’s in car with johnny and ‘do you want a build a snowman’ comes on so the two blast it and start scream singing it

[ @tinystupidwitch ]

goes out with hendery and he ends up hearing bad alive playing on the radio and starts crack dancing to it in public and she’s trying to act like she doesn’t know him but he starts dancing on her

[ @cloudychannieee ]

her and renjun were sitting on the floor painting and chilling until she decides to fuck up and put paint on his face and he decides to put paint on her face and they end up painting each other and getting paint everywhere and jaemin and doyoung come in and scolds you guys

[ @bbyyangiex2 ]

her and sungchan were at a gas station late at night to get some snacks and sungchan was making fun of her bc she couldn’t reach the top shelf and he grabs stuff for her while she kicks his shins and goes to get a slurpy

[ @moonbvul ]

haechan and her were playing just dance for fun but then they started getting intense and it turned into a competition and they just get super worked up and start getting all sweaty and tired but he wins and rubs it in her face while she smacks him

[ @danishmiilk ]

winwin was trying to read a book but she kept on bugging him and poking her head above the book trying to get his attention ;; he was trying to avoid her but she kept doing it until he finally put the book away and picked up up and asked her what she wanted — and she just wanted a hug

[ @yutaaaaaa ]

yuta and her were in osaka and she was so excited looking around seeing everything and freaking out while yuta was uwuing and blushing at how cute she is and gets her some stuffies and food and so when they end up getting back to the hotel her hands are full with goodies

[ @sush-iii ]

her and lucas were going shopping at a local grocery store — you decided to sit inside the shopping cart as he pushed you around, lowkey running you into things, you guys scream and laugh trying not to break anything

[ @thatkpopmeme ]

a fall / halloween au — chenle and jisung and her were exploring an graveyard at night, chenle was all excited while jisung was hiding behind her. not letting her go, and chenle ends up scaring the shit out of the two of them and laughs about it bc haha he thinks it’s so funny

[ @calypsohan ]

another holiday/birthday au — winwin and him were out getting snacks and soda for the party that ten was throwing, they end up goofing around and get everything except for the soda and snacks

[ @peachyhan ]

college au — jaemin and her were practicing for their dance final coming up and they had to master a salsa routine, you guys end up falling and laughing and not being able to take it seriously — but have a lot fun doing it

[ @ncteaxhoe ]

I want to say smut with John and Jae but I’m going to be fluffy and say it would be like a sleepover with Mark, and them, and you guys end up having a dance party at 2 am and doyoung comes in screaming at you to shut up

[ @ex0tic-vgh ]

was playing monopoly with markhyuck and mark ends up going to jail and haechan lands on his property having to pay him but he refuses bc and I quote “I’m not paying a criminal” (yes this is basically an au of that tiktok sound so all creds goes to that person he made it tehe — but imagine how accurate and funny that would be)

[ @seostudios ]

was sleeping peacefully on a Saturday when best friend!renjun comes in and literally jumps on top of her yelling for her to get up bc it’s his birthday and he wants to go party and get w a s t e d

[ @du0tine ]

goes skiing while yangyang and xiaojun and they were at the top and xiaojun got scared so yang being the bitch that he is pushes him down,, he ends up falling and being okay but throws a big chunk of snow in yangs face, and they end up snow fighting with solange is just trying to ski

[ @henderyprince ]

her and hendery were setting up a birthday party for kun but gets distracted but the decorations and ends up sucking up the helium balloons and makes a diss track with their voices sounding all funny — they also film a video of them dancing with the streamers acting like ballet dancers or ice skaters

[ @flytomyparadise ]

two words taeyong , rollerskating — you guys go rollerskating and he tries to act all poised and cool but ends up falling on his flat ass — and you skate over there laughing at him asking if he needs help up and he ends up pulling you down with him and you guys sit there in the middle of the rink laughing at each other

[ @mignonmark ]

mark meeting her family for the first time and he’s really nervous but she lets him know that they will love him no matter what — but he is still unsure so he asks john and jae for advice and they give him big brother help and it’s just pure and adorable bc he gets her mother flowers and is super respectful to her dad

OKAY I THINK I GOT ALL MY MOOTS — don’t be afraid to let me know if i forgot someone I don’t want anyone to feel left out — <333

[series-obsessed]

These are so perfect for each member!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

WayV as kisses

Characters: WayV x fem reader

Genre: fluff, romance, suggestive

Word count: 4.9k

WARNING! Suggestive elements for some members

Soundtrack: Face to Face, Love Talk

Description: What kisses with WayV would be like!

Author’s note: I know it’s mainly supposed to be about kisses with WayV but I got carried away with some of the members and wrote more than that so they’re longer! Nonetheless, I hope you still enjoy reading them ^^

——

Kun. Kisses with Kun are sweet.

Each one is purposeful, and it’s hard to not feel the sincerity, love and pure adoration that he has for you behind each one. He gives you one whenever he gets the chance to, to make sure that you don’t forget how loved you are. He presses a kiss right below your ear each morning that he gets to wake up next to you. It’s the easiest spot for him to reach and it’s also the spot that tickles, so he does it just to see your sleepy smile & soft puffs of laughter. He presses a few more to the same spot until you’re whining for him to stop, to which he finally relents. Tightening his hold around your frame, he presses one last kiss to your shoulder before he reluctantly detaches himself from your side to get ready; the idol duties still call, as much as he wants to stay by your side.

Keep reading

[peachy-beomie]

I’ll Be Your Light (In The Darkest Night) <KUNTEN>

Genre: Hurt/Comfort (Fluff w/ Light Angst)

Pairings: Kunten (Qian Kun x Ten Lee)

Word Count: 1,936

Warnings: Light Angst (not much but like kun gets yelled at a lot)

Synopsis: Kun is an amazing leader for wayv. He’s levelheaded, smart, observant, and he knows how to make sure the boys are taken care of. But sometimes leaders have to make tough decisions for the good of their members, even if they can’t see the benefit. OR Kun is upset and Ten is there for him.

A/N: Uh hi this is my first fanfic on tumblr!! :DD My awesome friend sophie (@chicksung) encouraged me to try posting one so here I am. Hope it’s at least an enjoyable read :))) Tell me what you think in the comments or by reblogging! Also I thought a cute little thing to do at the end of each of my kunten fics would be to include a random kunten photo, since they seem to be few and far between (@ Kun and Ten POST A SELFIE TOGETHER COWARDS). So look for that at the bottom of the post! Enjoy lovely readers!!

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29409582

“You’ve got to be kidding me!!!”

Each of the 7 boys flinched hard at their dance instructor’s exclamation, their hearts beating wildly in their chests.

“Seriously what is WRONG with you guys?? That’s the 10th time we’ve gone over that section and you STILL can’t get it right!”

“I think we’re all really tired ge,” Kun interjects, voice calm and collected as always. “Maybe we should call it a night and try again tomorrow.”

The teacher seems to grow angrier from that comment. “We are not done until each of you can do the choreography flawlessly. Go get some water and I better see you back and ready to dance in no more than 10 minutes!!” Kun can do nothing but nod and usher his members into the hall. As they step over the threshold, each boy all but collapse onto the floor, completely drained of energy and courage.

Kun sinks down the wall whilst holding in a groan of pain. The teachers had been really harsh that day, yelling at them and making them work extra hard. Kun wishes he could just go home and cuddle with his boyfriend.

As if sensing Kun’s unease, the aforementioned boyfriend sat next to him and offered him a sip of water which he gladly accepted. Ten intertwined their hands and squeezed Kun encouragingly.

“I don’t think I can take much more of this, my legs feel like Jello.” Hendery comments, breaking the silence of the room.

“I know, the staff have been really crude today,” Lucas responds, his usually wide and wondrous eyes are dulled, which isn’t lost on Kun. His stomach clenches as he looks around at his members. It’s painful seeing them so despondent. Each pair of eyes sporting large bags and shoulders all hunched and tense. The boys stare back at him with expressions so colorless it makes Kun want to cry. Winwin taps him on the shoulder suddenly.

“Kun-ge you have to tell the teacher we can’t go on, I can barely feel my legs.” Winwin’s eyes brim with tears as he speaks and Kun wants so badly to wipe them away. He grabs the back of Winwin’s head and guides it to his shoulder in comfort. Being tired as shit himself, Kun would love nothing more then to tell the teacher to let them go, but he knows he can’t. If he so much as looks at the teacher the wrong way he’ll get them all punished. It makes him feel terrible, not being able to take care of his members the way he needs to. With a heavy heart he brings the boys to their feet, offering them the most encouraging smile he can muster.

“It’s only another half an hour guys, we’ll get through this I promise.”

Needless to say the practice continues to go downhill from there.

The short break did not make the teacher any less cruel. He continues to scream, degrade, and cuss out the members. The words he spews sting each boy to the core. Kun only watches as brows crease infinitely tighter and stray tears are wiped in secret.

Kun doesn’t realize how deep in his thoughts he is until he trips over his foot sending him to the floor. His eyes remain closed as he hears the music switch off and the feeling of doom rises in his chest.

“Oh my god Kun this is RIDICULOUS!! Why can’t you guys get this?? It’s so simple!! Stop slacking and focus!!” Kun reluctantly stands up and faces the teacher with the most level expression he can.

“I’m sorry ge, I’ll do better from now on.”

“You better. It’s bad enough that I have to deal with Xiaojun’s weak form, I don’t need any more challenges today.” Kun is taken aback by the comment. Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Xiaojun curl into himself almost as if trying to disappear, and it fills him with rage. Fire spreads from the tips of his fingers all the way to his toes. His hands ball into fists as he struggles to maintain his calm demeanor. He can handle the insults thrown his way, but something about this one comment set him off. Poor Xiaojun is struggling enough with his own confidence and Kun knows things like this really get to him. He doesn’t want to let this teacher continue to talk shit about the people he cares for. His members stare at him almost expectantly as he glares daggers into the back of the staffs’ heads. Checking his watch, he realizes that there’s 5 minutes left of rehearsal and reality sinks in slowly.

Kun, having been cursed with “holding the braincell” (as Hendery lovingly puts it), knows that if he goes off on the teacher it’ll only hurt his members more. God only knows what’d happen to them if the staff report them as “difficult to work with” or anything. As much as the members want him to assert their needs, they have to know that he stays silent to protect them. So he reluctantly bites his tongue and just continues to dance for 5 long, agonizing, scream-filled minutes.

⏳

The ride back to the dorms is unusually quiet. All the members seemingly too upset or too tired to speak. Ten rests his sleepy head on Kun’s shoulder in a form of comfort that’s only half effective. Kun watches as Hendery holds a shaken Xiaojun and whispers affirmations into his hair. He sees Winwin and Yangyang cuddle up to Lucas trying to get as much sleep as they can in the uncomfortable position. Knots of guilt and sadness begin to form in Kun’s stomach. He attempts to focus on Ten’s heartbeat against his side, but he’s never able to drift off.

Once they get home everything explodes.

“How could you let him do that ge?? Shit talk us like that?? You should’ve said something.” Yangyang cries out, emotional and desperate. The tears they’d all been holding in spilling over in the tense atmosphere. Kun stares back in bewilderment, unable to form a coherent response, and Yangyang is not having it.

“LOOK WHAT HE DID TO POOR XIAOJUN!! HOW COULD YOU LET HIM JUST DO THAT????”

“It’s not Kun’s responsibility to cuss out teachers baby.” Ten interjects, trying to calm the two.

“But he could’ve said something. He’s our leader, he should look out for us.” Hendery pipes up, his tone even but a slight bite lies in his words. Kun’s really trying not to cry now. He should’ve been there for them. He was so stupid to stay quiet, they neeeded him, and he’d failed them.

“I-I’m sorry,” Kun mutters. He keeps his eyes glued to the floor.

“You should be.” Yangyang spits out, before turning on his heels and stomping to his room, slamming the door closed.

“Guys, there’s no use placing blame right now. It’s really late, we should all get to bed.” Lucas shoots a small smile in Kun’s direction before shooing Hendery and Xiaojun into their room. Kun walks shakily to his own room, not bothering to get changed. He sits on his bed and buries his head in his knees, focusing on his shallow breaths.

He felt like the worst friend on the planet. His members had been suffering and all he could do was watch. Some leader, he never should’ve debuted. He’s so worthless, so stupid, so-

“Kunnie?”

Ten’s silky voice cuts through Kun’s thoughts like a knife.

“Kun can I come in?”

Kun makes no motion to look up or get the door, only letting out a noise of confirmation before he hears the doorknob turn.

“Oh darling,” And all it takes is that one pet name for Kun to shatter like glass. His body shakes with each silent sob, all the emotions from today come pouring out. Ten sits patiently, never forcing Kun or rushing him. He’s too perfect Kun thinks. I don’t deserve him follows soon after only making him sob harder. Ten’s hands find their way into Kun’s hair, massaging his scalp assuringly. Several minutes later, Kun’s breathing has evened out until only occasional sniffles remain. He looks up at his boyfriend reluctantly, finding only care and worry in his brown eyes. Ten’s expression melts into a fond smile, pressing a kiss to Kun’s temple before getting up and moving to the dresser. Kun’s gaze follows him, puzzled, until the younger boy turns back to him with pajamas and a large sweatshirt. Ten motions for Kun to lift his arms and begins undressing him. Once Kun is comfortable in his pajamas, Ten sits back down on the bed.

“Care to tell me what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?” Kun can’t help the slight heat that spreads across his cheeks. Even though they’ve been dating for 3 months now, Ten still manages to fluster Kun with ease. It’s just one of his many annoying charms.

“Nothing,” Kun lies, not convincing Ten for a second.

“Come on Kun, knowing you, I’d be more worried if you WEREN’T overthinking this,” Ten giggles melodically making Kun’s stomach flip slightly. “I’m not gonna judge you sweetheart, I swear.” Kun looks down and fidgets with his sleeves.

“It’s just…” he begins, “I feel like a shit leader. Like I wasn’t even able to protect you guys from our own staff! I just think I should’ve... done better.”

“You saying something would only make the situation worse, and we all know that.” Ten smiles lightly. “You can’t actually blame yourself for this Kun, look at me.” Ten presses his forehead against Kun’s and their gazes meet.

“You have to know they didn’t mean that,” Ten’s eyes scan Kun’s, “You didn’t do anything wrong bub, they’re just tired and upset.” Kun nods understandingly, but is obviously still uneasy. Ten quickly notices this and presses his lips to Kun’s. Their eyes flutter shut as each of them get lost in the feeling of each other. Ten’s lips work as if he’s trying to erase all traces of doubt and worry from his boyfriend’s mind. To be honest, it’s kinda working. When they break apart for air Kun can’t wipe the smile off his face. Ten, wearing an equally dopey smile, reaches up to wipe the saliva from Kun’s lips tenderly. He looks into Kun’s eyes with intent as he delivers his next statement.

“You. are. not. always. to. blame.” He boops his nose with each word for emphasis. “You did what you thought was best for the group, as any good leader does. You are so kind and considerate darling, the members love you so so much, you are the perfect leader for WayV.” Kun’s face feels like splitting from the size of the smile he’s wearing now.

“I love you so much.” Ten giggles and pecks Kun’s lips once more.

“I love you too, my handsome baby. Now get over here and sleep with me. We’ve had a long day.” And who’s Kun to refuse such an offer?

⏳

The next morning, Kun watches as Yangyang shuffles into the kitchen looking considerably more rested and also considerably more guilty. He pauses eating his breakfast to look up at the young boy.

“I’m really sorry Kun-ge, I didn’t mean to get so angry last night. And I definitely didn’t mean any of the things I said.” He genuinely admits. Kun only smiles.

“It’s ok Yangyang, I know you didn’t mean to hurt me.” Yangyang’s shoulders relax at that.

“Thank goodness. I feel really bad about it.”

“No need. All is forgiven.”

“So does this mean you’ll make me pancakes?”

“You little-”

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