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December 28, 2018
NCT KBS Gayo Daechukje Red Carpet
[NCT members can be seen on the photo in their matching velvet suits sans members Haechan who is injured and Kun who is not present.]
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@010196Kun
WHERE THE HECK IS KUN? IM SO SICK OF THIS DISRESPECT
@soloqians
Kunctzens we ride at dawn. My standards for SMent were fucking low to begin with but what the fuck-
@NCTScenariosOT18
Bitch. They aren't performing BOB so Kun didn't come with them. Chill maybe?
----------------Yangyang closed his insta app after reading through some of the comments on the photo. He sighed; immediately sinking into the cuddle pile that they had formed. Yangyang's whole torso was on Hendery's lap and Xiaojun was leaning his head on Hendery's shoulder. The three were all watching KBS Gayo; warm and comfortable."Kun ge, they're looking for you in the comments," said Yangyang."They're always looking for me." Kun said dismissively. He was in the kitchen cooking their dinner. With the upcoming debut of WayV, they hadn't gotten many chances to enjoy home cooking. These days, it was Dance studio. Practice room. Recording studio.Kun was used to being treated like this. Like he was a second-rate member. He was half convinced that the company added him to Black on Black so the number of members were 18 to match the name NCT2018. He tries to keep positive even with his circumstances.As he was cooking, he didn't notice Xiaojun sneaking up on him and hooking his arm around Kun's shoulders in an awkward side hug."What are you cooking, gege?" Xiaojun mumbled a little too close to his ear, "it smells so good.""Cumin Beef" Yes, it was cumin beef again. Kun had also made cumin beef the last time he was able to cook for the members. He had no ingredients for anything else and the members seem to like the dish a lot. Especially Xiaojun whose hands seem to have traveled downwards; now holding onto Kun's waist.
Xiaojun was the last of the WayV members to come to the company. He was handpicked to debut among hundreds of trainees for his visual alone, not to mention is singing skills. Coming in late 2017, he had to fast track his Korean language lessons and dance lessons. Kun, being the eldest among the Chinese trainees, was asigned to look after him. Xiaojun soon reached a point where all the pressure got to him. He reserved an empty practice room and cried. Kun found him curled up on the floor and held him until they got to the dorm. This moment, kun supposes, was the start of Xiaojun's affection for him.
Kun was currently debating whether to brush off Xiaojun's hand on his waist or hold the smaller the same way. He decides on the latter and chuckles at the faint blush that appeared on the younger's cheeks. Kun knew that Xiaojun had feelings for him. The younger wasn't exactly subtle about it so, Kun liked to tease him at times."Ge..." Xiaojun says quietly, slowly turning his head so that he is face to face with Kun; their breaths being the only thing separating them. They share a moment."What? Check if the broccoli is cooked enough." Kun snaps out of it and quickly offers Xiaojun a piece of broccoli. The younger bites into the broccoli and nods. It's strangely domestic. Them holding each other while tasting their home cooked food."Great! Now take this pan and bring it to the TV. It's dinner time." said Kun. A pan of Cumin Beef is shoved into Xiaojun's hands as Kun prepares the plates and sets their food on the floor.----------------After dinner, Hendery and Yangyang retired to their rooms, wanting to catch up on sleep. This left Kun and Xiaojun in front of the TV waiting for the joint performance of their fellow members."Kun, do you ever regret waiting such a long time to debut?" Xiaojun inquires."To be honest, no. If we had debuted earlier, we wouldn't have you." Kun answered sincerely. He pulled Xiaojun in for a hug and pressed their foreheads together. This caught Xiaojun off-guard. He thought his head would burst into flames from how hot his cheeks were."I can't tell you my feelings yet but please remember that you hold a very special place in my heart." Kun said. His eyelashes were fluttering against the younger's cheeks."I can wait, ge." Xiaojun kept his eyes closed in fear that they might betray what his heart was telling him. He felt a soft and warm touch against his forehead. Just like that Kun was pulling away.---------------As they both made their way to their own rooms, Kun felt a tug on his hand."Gege, I'm cold." Xiaojun said with a pout. And like that Kun is pulling him into his bedroom. Kun showers first. Xiaojun showers next and Kun dries his hair with a spare towel. They fall into a dreamless sleep with Xiaojun safely in Kun's arms.