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How's your phone storage going? Do you take a dozen screenshots every time you watch a Seventeen MV? Do you have folders of ship """"evidence""""? How about screenshots of every time Seungkwan tried to fight in a variety show just so you can drop it as a reaction when a mutual insults you? No? Just me? Ahahaha please~
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[FILL] waiting for you to hold my hand
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Bands
Permission to remix: Yes
***
Wonwoo doesn’t mention the red marks on Soonyoung’s wrists during Monday’s band practice, which is nice. He does, however, refuse to make eye contact with Joshua and only offers him one-syllable responses, which negates the whole “Try to be nice to him, we don’t want to scare off the only person who responded to flyers asking for a lead singer” deal. Although, Soonyoung is the one sleeping with Joshua, so if anyone’s more likely to scare Joshua off between the two of them, it’s him.
When practice is over and they’re done packing up the instruments, Joshua pauses, his hand on the doorknob.
“See you on Thursday?” he says, more like a question than like a farewell. Wonwoo grunts in acknowledgement, focused on untangling the guitar cables and microphone wires.
Soonyoung winks at Joshua and says, “Text me if you want to meet before then,” which causes Joshua to smile and laugh, embarrassed, before waving goodbye and leaving.
Wonwoo’s gaze immediately snaps to the door after it closes. The wires in his hands are perfectly untangled, wrapped up into neat coils. Soonyoung waits desperately for him to comment, his head filled with grand daydreams of Wonwoo pinning him against a wall and declaring, “Please stop sleeping with Joshua, I’ve been in love with you forever, you have bewitched me, body and soul,” like a lame modern rendition of Mr. Darcy.
But no, instead Wonwoo just looks at him, dead-eyed. “Well,” he says, “if you’re staying for lunch, don’t burn the ramyeon again.”
Soonyoung scowls. “You’re so mean to me,” he grumbles, stomping to the kitchen and opening the cabinet where Wonwoo stores his instant ramyeon. So what if he had forgotten that he was boiling water. It was literally one time and Wonwoo had banned him from the kitchen afterwards until Soonyoung bribed him with macarons from the French bakery that he likes.
He boils water on the stove, dropping in the ramyeon and seasoning. While waiting for lunch to cook, Soonyoung opens the freezer, noting with glee that there’s Lactaid ice cream next to Wonwoo’s Baskin-Robbins’ rainbow sherbet. “You fucking sap,” he whispers to the ice cream carton before taking it out of the freezer. Their lives are so intertwined already, a result of being friends since elementary school.
Eating ice cream from the carton with a spoon and watching the stove, Soonyoung wonders how easy it would be if they started dating.
--
Okay, so Soonyoung hadn’t originally intended to become friends with benefits with Joshua Hong. Joshua was nice and sweet and the only person who responded to their flyers looking for a lead singer, and Soonyoung was perfectly fine with just being bandmates with him. But Joshua had been so sad, and his sadness was throwing off the whole band’s vibe. His eyes became lovelorn and distant when Soonyoung asked if he had written lyrics before, and he genuinely looked like someone had stabbed him when he had walked into practice once and realized that Wonwoo was fucking around on Garage Band.
So Soonyoung made it his mission to cheer Joshua up, which somehow ended up with the two of them in bed after a night out. And hey, Soonyoung’s nice but he’s not a saint, and he was tired of his right hand and Joshua Hong was right there. He was buff and could cage Soonyoung in and make him feel small, just the way that he liked it. You know who else could make you feel small, Soonyoung’s traitorous brain helpfully supplied, and Soonyoung resolutely did not finish that thought.
Well, it’s working in any case. Joshua looks less sad and Soonyoung is finally getting some and the band camaraderie is great. He deserves a pat on the back and a railing for his genius idea.
--
“Hey,” Joshua says one night, Soonyoung flopped out on his bed, his wrists aching from being pinned, “this isn’t fucking up the band or anything, is it?”
Soonyoung bolts up. “What, no, what makes you say that?” he says, plastering on a grin, his eyes wide.
Joshua looks skeptical. “Wonwoo hasn’t talked to me in like three weeks.”
Aw, shit. Soonyoung sighs, preparing himself for the breakup (the not-breakup? the mutual agreement to be friends without benefits?).
“Look, Soonyoung, I think you’re great, but I don’t want to mess up the band’s dynamic.” Joshua smiles awkwardly. “And hey, for what it’s worth, Wonwoo doesn’t know what he’s missing out on. Don’t feel bad because he can’t see what’s in front of him.”
“WHAT,” Soonyoung squawks.
And now Joshua looks mortified. “Is there really nothing going on between you two, I’m so sorry, I just assumed—”
“I mean, you’re not wrong, but what the fuck,” Soonyoung says, interrupting him. Do not finish your sentence, Joshua Hong. If even you noticed my hopeless pining when you’ve been in a funk during half of our practices, then this is truly a new low. He puts his head in his hands, wanting to disappear. “Man, I’m sorry, you didn’t ask to be some third wheel in our nonexistent relationship.”
Joshua laughs at that, his eyes curving into crescents. “Yeah, well, you guys didn’t ask for me to mope about Jeonghan, so it’s only fair.”
“Jeonghan?”
He smiles, his eyes still distant but less forlorn than when Soonyoung first met him. “A gremlin bastard,” he says fondly.
Soonyoung tilts his head. “Want to talk about it?”
--
Next practice, Joshua strolls through the door and winks at Wonwoo, sending him finger guns before unpacking his guitar. Wonwoo manages to keep his face neutral, but Soonyoung notices that the tips of his ears are red.
All throughout practice, Joshua keeps flirting with Wonwoo, turning his head and making eye contact with Wonwoo while crooning their new songs and sending him finger hearts and winks. Soonyoung spends most of practice focused on not laughing instead of playing the correct chords. Wonwoo becomes more and more visibly confused and flustered, his eyebrows furrowed as he tries to concentrate on drumming, but he’s consistently half a beat late.
When practice ends and Joshua leaves, Wonwoo just looks at the door.
“What,” he says slowly, “the hell was that.”
“Maybe he’s trying to make me jealous and win me back,” Soonyoung says.
“Why would he try to win you back—” Wonwoo pauses and turns around, looking Soonyoung in the eye. “You two broke up?”
Soonyoung shrugs, trying to act nonchalant. “Not like there was much going on the in first place,” he says, “but I guess my dick game was too strong.”
Wonwoo snorts. “You willingly breaking up with Joshua Hong after complaining for months about a dry spell? Please.” He laughs. “But who would be dumb enough to try to flirt with someone else to make someone jealous…” His voice peters out and he’s still looking at Soonyoung, his eyes widening and his mouth now parted. He looks like a cat, some tiny, traitorous part of Soonyoung’s mind tells him.
“Anyways, I have to go now,” Soonyoung says, his face flushed. “You’re right, that is a stupid idea, who would be dumb enough to ever do that—”
“Soonyoung,” Wonwoo says softly, his gaze so fucking fond. Soonyoung ducks his head and looks away, not registering Wonwoo getting closer until he reaches his hands out to hold Soonyoung’s hands in his and God, Soonyoung always knew that Wonwoo’s hands were big, but his own hands still feel so small in Wonwoo’s. “Soonyoung,” Wonwoo repeats, brushing over Soonyoung’s knuckles with his thumb. “I think I’ve been in love with you since I met you,” he admits, his voice soft. “I just couldn’t imagine that you also liked me.”
Soonyoung looks up, wanting to duck his head again when he sees that Wonwoo is looking at him with such tenderness. Never in his wildest dreams did he think that he already had Wonwoo.
“I— Yeah, me too,” Soonyoung says, “I never thought that you would feel the same way.”
Their hands still between them, Wonwoo leans in to kiss Soonyoung, his lips so light and gentle as they press against Soonyoung’s.
Soonyoung feels Wonwoo’s lips curl up into a smile and he realizes that sometime during their kiss, he had also started to smile. When they break apart, Soonyoung lets go of Wonwoo’s hands, briefly missing their warmth, before cupping Wonwoo’s face in his hands and pulling him in for another kiss.
--
Later on, when they’re a boneless heap on Wonwoo’s couch, tired from making out, Wonwoo lifts his head off Soonyoung’s stomach and stares at him.
“So,” he says, grinning mischievously, his eyes lighting up the same way as when he’s telling a pun that no one but Soonyoung and himself laugh at, “you were trying to make me jealous by getting together with Joshua Hong?”
Soonyoung groans and lets his head flop back against the couchrest. Scratch Joshua figuring out his and Wonwoo’s non-relationship— this is his new low.
Re: [FILL] waiting for you to hold my hand
While waiting for lunch to cook, Soonyoung opens the freezer, noting with glee that there’s Lactaid ice cream next to Wonwoo’s Baskin-Robbins’ rainbow sherbet. Of Course You Would
Say ThatLike Rainbow Sherbet, Jeon Wonwoo. im sorry this is rlly tender but i cant get over him buying baskin robbins rainbow sherbetHe was buff and could cage Soonyoung in and make him feel small, just the way that he liked it. You know who else could make you feel small, Soonyoung’s traitorous brain helpfully supplied, and Soonyoung resolutely did not finish that thought. SCREAMS IN RAGE IM GOING TO GET YOU??????
brief aside for yjh gremlin bastard tbh ive already forgotten most of the lore for this au but sk8er boi is playing in my head as i read this
“But who would be dumb enough to try to flirt with someone else to make someone jealous…” / “Anyways, I have to go now,” Soonyoung says, his face flushed. “You’re right, that is a stupid idea, who would be dumb enough to ever do that—” SHDHJFGJDS I CHOKED AGAIN
“Soonyoung,” Wonwoo says softly, his gaze so fucking fond. Soonyoung ducks his head and looks away, not registering Wonwoo getting closer until he reaches his hands out to hold Soonyoung’s hands in his and God, Soonyoung always knew that Wonwoo’s hands were big, but his own hands still feel so small in Wonwoo’s. “Soonyoung,” Wonwoo repeats, brushing over Soonyoung’s knuckles with his thumb. “I think I’ve been in love with you since I met you,” he admits, his voice soft. “I just couldn’t imagine that you also liked me.” IM GOING TO GET YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Aw Fuck, I Can't Believe You've Done This
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Honestly using Joshua Hong to spice up a soonwoo get-together is a genius premise (the All throughout practice, Joshua keeps flirting with Wonwoo, YESSSS) and I enjoyed the background bandisms so much!! Thank you for this