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Xinlong is still texting him. He leaves the sex art alone and tends to him first.

Xinlongie

are you going through our tag?

Geonwoo hyung

I fell down a rabbithole and found myself here

"our tag" you're cute ㅋㅋ

I think I like it here

Notes:

i really tried not to make geonwoo too crazy but i couldn't help it.. enjoy this one tho

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Xinlongie

hyung

do you have snapchat?

 

Geonwoo is awake when he receives the text. He reads it as a pop-up notification first, while he's doing his nightly doomscrolling. He likes trekking through fan spaces—thinks keeping up to date with their reactions to content is important in this line of work. Leo called it a slippery slope into a much more dangerous and addictive habit, speaking from personal experience. Geonwoo might heed his advice. Eventually.

He blinks at their text thread, waiting for Xinlong to elaborate. When it's clear that he has no plans to, he writes back a response.

 

Geonwoo hyung

no? I never thought there was a reason for me to have it

and I'm too old for that now lol

Xinlongie

oh

okay

Geonwoo hyung

why do you ask?

 

Xinlong's text bubble sticks to the bottom of the screen for awhile. Geonwoo lets his brain run amok in the meantime. He knows Xinlong isn't one to ask questions without something else sitting behind it. Not an ulterior motive, of course not. More like- a thought of his that had grown legs on its own and he's done trying to make sense of it by himself.

Xinlong did not stumble upon Snapchat alone. Geonwoo already has the mind to blame Anxin, and by proxy Sanghyeon.

 

Xinlongie

i just wanted to know

anxin has one

Geonwoo hyung

I know. Sanghyeon does too ㅋㅋ

Xinlongie

so you know about them?

Geonwoo hyung

yeah, against my will

Sanghyeon made it too obvious

 

All things considered, Sanghyeon is a decent roommate when he isn't jerking off to Anxin's pictures under the sheets assuming Geonwoo can't hear him in the next bed over. He was bound to find out. At least Sanghyeon has the decency to lock himself with his phone in the bathroom now. He wonders how Anxin is handling it on his side if Xinlong is just now being made aware of their… arrangement, whatever it is.

 

Xinlongie

do you think it's okay?

what they're doing

 

Oh, He Xinlong—the ever so cautious idol. Geonwoo can't blame him for his concern, he's definitely seen things in his years of experience that Geonwoo can't even fathom yet. He just wants them to stay out of trouble. Geonwoo had that talk with Sanghyeon too. Whether or not he was actually receptive to it is something he just has to pray over. But he trusts Sanghyeon enough. Their burner phones speak to their commitment to keep everything safe and separate.

 

Geonwoo hyung

as long as they're smart about it

I like to think they have been

 

Xinlong doesn't respond for some time, nor is he typing. Geonwoo refuses to let the conversation die when he's now riddled with visions of Xinlong following in Anxin's footsteps, spamming him with photos lewd enough to get him hard. Xinlong needs to take responsibility.

 

Geonwoo hyung

I'm guessing you don't approve?

Xinlongie

that's between them

i don't think i could stop them if i wanted to

Geonwoo hyung

but in a perfect world

no snapchat for the babies?

Xinlongie

i would ban it

 

Geonwoo laughs. Xinlong must be stressing himself to stay awake this late without his roommate, who's shacked up with Sanghyeon in the bathroom at this hour, mind you. They're lucky they don't have practice too early in the morning, for once. That's one thing Geonwoo doesn't mess around with. If it interferes with your ability to do your job, let it go.

He wants to make one exception though.

 

Geonwoo hyung

how can hyung open an account if you ban it?

Xinlongie

hyung ㅠㅠ

no

i thought you said you don't need one

Geonwoo hyung

I don't know… I'm slowly getting convinced

Sanghyeonie and Anxinie seem to be having fun on there

 

Xinlong is typing for way too long, the text bubble disappearing and reappearing more times than Geonwoo can count. There are very few things he enjoys more than messing with Xinlong, admittedly. He's made it a pastime of sorts, and Xinlong is none the wiser. The best part is him falling for it every time. So cute. So innocent.

Geonwoo feels perverted, kind of, because everything else spirals after that. As it always does. He just can't help himself when it comes to Xinlong. He makes it too easy.

 

Xinlongie

i would open one too then

Geonwoo hyung

oh?

Xinlongie

to make sure hyung isn't doing anything he shouldn't be doing -_-

Geonwoo hyung

and what do you think I would be doing on there Long-ah?

 

It's a long shot—Geonwoo hopes he says something vulgar enough that he can use against him. Because how could he accuse his hyung of indecency like that? He would never. He has too much to lose and far more to worry about. That's what he'd make Xinlong believe, anyway.

 

Xinlongie

please don't make it weird hyung…

you know what i mean

Geonwoo hyung

I don't think I do

care to explain?

 

Geonwoo ignores his dick chubbing up in his sleep pants. Touching himself is beyond out of the equation. He's tucked under his sheets, safe and guarded. But Sanghyeon could realistically walk back in at moment. He'd rather not be caught like a teenager and have to manage an awkward conversation with his cock out. Because his luck is just that great.

And, fuck, they're not even sexting. They're not doing anything. Xinlong is just Xinlong and it doesn't take much for Geonwoo to feel his pulse hot and heavy between his legs when it comes to him. He's disgusting and he doesn't care.

 

Xinlongie

nope

stop

not doing this

bye

Geonwoo hyung

ㅋㅋㅋ you're no fun

hyung was just joking

 

Xinlong sends a meme of an angry faced cat instead, mildly unimpressed. Of course Geonwoo has no choice but to imagine him pouting like that for real, fluffy ears atop his head and a swishing tail to match. He closes his eyes and tries his best to will his half mast boner away. Along with all the thoughts telling him that Xinlong is feeling lonely in his room and heading over to keep him company right now is actually a great idea. He'll admit that they're sounding pretty persuasive, more than they probably should be.

Okay, Geonwoo needs sleep. Nothing happened. Nothing is happening. Nothing will happen. He can live with that. Maybe. It's fine.

 

 

 

 

A burner account never hurt anybody. It's inconspicuous, unsuspecting. It's what Geonwoo uses to stalk fans, check in on what they've decided is the topic of conversation for the day. Different factions care about different things and it's all so exciting for Geonwoo. Overwhelming too, at times. Particularly when there's just too much content to scroll through. He's always falling asleep with his phone in his hand every night because he foolishly thinks he can get through everything. Of course, Geonwoo fails miserably.

 

Geonwoo hyung

[link attached]

this is really cute ㅎㅎ

Xinlongie

hyung

where did you even find that?

 

Recognizing and memorizing fan usernames come with the territory. Geonwoo has his favorites he keeps coming back to, even bookmarked a few. The day he found an entire community of people who think he's in love with Xinlong was the day he formally got sucked in. He's pretty sure he's following their archive account that compiles their moments together. And there's a lot of them, surprisingly.

Fan artists naturally follow in the grand order of things. Geonwoo had sent one who'd drawn his own photo, dog nosed and all, courtesy of Xinlong himself. Xinlong had shown that off in their most recent content—without his permission, mind you. It's alright, the fan reactions were great. Geonwoo probably watched the same clip posted thirty times over, and he swoons at Xinlong's reaction every time.

Geonwoo tries not to think too hard about that day: stuck in the vocal practice room alone with him for what felt like hours. Boredom eventually came. He'd let Xinlong cycle through douyin filters to use on him, even though the tension was clear. Xinlong was ignoring it. Or he didn't notice at all. Geonwoo can't tell which is worse.

 

Geonwoo hyung

so you don't think it's cute?

I thought you would like it

I'm hurt Long-ah

Xinlongie

no no it's cute!!!

very thoughtful and sweet of them to make

they're very talented too

it almost looks real :o

 

Geonwoo grins. Too easy. Xinlong is in the other van, everyone on their way back to the dorm. He was exhausted and ready to crash face first into his bed until now. Xinlong truly has a way to entertain him.

He assumes no one is looking over his shoulder. The members can get nosy, by human nature, but otherwise they keep their business separate from each other. Their group dynamic has been flourishing thanks to that and other house rules Leo and Junseo are fairly strict about.

It's why Geonwoo has no qualms with wading through the less than savory fanart he's found. The ones Xinlong would flush from head to toe over, covering his eyes and asking his hyung why he would save those. Geonwoo would probably give a shitty excuse back. He's hit a wall with what he could say, so he's kept that locked away for later.

Xinlong is still texting him. He leaves the sex art alone and tends to him first.

 

Xinlongie

are you going through our tag?

Geonwoo hyung

I fell down a rabbithole and found myself here

"our tag" you're cute ㅋㅋ

I think I like it here

 

He chews on his lower lip. Geonwoo is honest, kind of. It's not easy to be with Xinlong, in moments like these. He could have said more, like how this isn't his first time in the tag nor will it be the last. Or how he looks forward to it after a long day, how their fans seem to catch a lot: the stolen glances that could mean more, so much more, but they'll never know the truth.

This will suffice for now.

 

Xinlongie

do you think you could send me more like that?

i don't have a twitter

 

Geonwoo swipes back to the app. He doesn't know where to begin. There's enough fanart of them to cover a museum. He'd rather not overwhelm him—he'll start off small.

 

Geonwoo hyung

sure baby

 

He's overcome with something else in that moment. Something he can't name. For some reason he decides Snapchat is more important than anything else. It may have been the collection of art pieces where he's got Xinlong bent over and servicing him with his cock that led him here. But he has to bring it up again before he explodes.

 

Geonwoo hyung

no twitter

no snapchat

if I didn't know better, I'd think you were the older one between us

 

Xinlong lets the typing text bubble stay fixed on the bottom for a little bit. But Geonwoo does not have to wait too long for an answer.

 

Xinlongie

ㅋㅋㅋ

i don't see the point in it really

Geonwoo hyung

even snapchat?

Xinlongie

we talked about that hyung

it's not for me

feels… wrong

 

At last, Geonwoo sits with a brewing heat, below his waist. He likes it almost, the way Xinlong removes himself from whatever it is their roommates are up to. It's a little prudish for someone of his age, sure. But he has his boundaries, walls that Geonwoo dreams of knocking down one by one.

 

Geonwoo hyung

just making sure

you don't need to be on there if hyung isn't there

 

 

 

 

 

It's early. Promotions have been dragging on for far too long. Geonwoo couldn't be anymore grateful for the chance to debut, he must make that known. But these long days and nights are starting to catch up to him in a bad way. He's felt like a zombie for the better part of a week. He still gives it his all on every stage, whatever he has left to give. The fan reactions are what make it worth it in his eyes. This might be what Leo meant about picking up a dangerous habit.

Xinlong sighs from across the waiting room. He's watching their first prerecording of the day, wearing a hard crease between his brows. Like he's repenting, squeezing his face and hoping whatever choreography sin he committed will fix itself once he opens his eyes again.

Geonwoo pities him. Xinlong gains energy from fans all the same, but he's less inclined to peruse their spaces the way Geonwoo does. Says he wants to avoid seeing something that would ultimately ruin his day, or week. Sensitive little thing. He mustn't worry—Geonwoo is working on a way for Xinlong to only hear nice words about himself for the rest of his life.

For now, though, he approaches him.

"Stop that," Geonwoo smooths the brow crease over with his thumb. Xinlong flinches a little, doesn't even have a chance to react properly before Geonwoo is pulling his entire hand away.

"Hyung-" Xinlong huffs, pouting. Like that would make Geonwoo feel sorry. He only wants to do it again now.

"Relax, you're too hard on yourself. You looked fine on stage."

"You say that like you were looking at me."

He doesn't know how to tell Xinlong in a normal way that he's always looking at him. He can't help it.

Xinlong is already moving on, gesturing for Geonwoo to come close so they can review the video together on his phone and "see what he's talking about". Geonwoo has no choice but to crouch down and meet Xinlong where he's sitting. He probably didn't mean this close, but Geonwoo likes to seize any opportunity to enter Xinlong's space. Again—he can't help it.

They just about reach the second verse when Xinlong swipes up on a notification before Geonwoo can even read it. His eyes are quick to recognize the app, though.

"Oh, so you got Snapchat after all." He's laughing but not a joke was told. A match is lit under his skin. Alive, simmering.

"No I didn't." Xinlong's voice isn't steady enough for his lie to work, not even a little bit. That honestly pisses Geonwoo off more. He refuses to let it show on his face.

"You don't have to hide it from me. Unless you're doing something you're not supposed to."

Xinlong flusters easily. He fumbles with his phone so much Geonwoo thinks he might drop it. Splat on the floor. "Hyung… I-"

"To think you were worried about the babies. I should've kept a closer eye on you."

"It's not like that."

"Really?" There's a glint in Geonwoo's eye, he's sure of it. It's almost amusing to watch Xinlong move so shamelessly in his lying. "Then show me."

Xinlong must have stopped breathing. His eyes are popping out of his head like Geonwoo had told him to commit a crime so heinous he can't repeat it. He clutches his phone closer to his chest. Wow, he couldn't be anymore obvious.

"I… can't."

"Huh." Geonwoo doesn't realize he's looming over him until Xinlong meets his eyes from below, nearly wet with tears. He can't understand why. Unless whatever he's hiding is worse than what Geonwoo can even imagine. He doesn't even want to consider that option. "And why is that?"

Xinlong's eyes dart around this time. The room isn't big enough to go as undetected as he'd like for them to. But everyone is either nodding off or too engrossed with their phones to care about what they're doing. It doesn't go unnoticed that Anxin and Sanghyeon have gone missing too. Fuck, Geonwoo is going crazy.

"Hyung, please just drop it."

"Can't. Too curious now."

Something pitchy is stuck behind Xinlong's throat—sounds a lot like a whine. Whatever it is, it goes straight to Geonwoo's dick, and he can't afford an erection in these tight stage pants. He's not that unseemly.

"Please… don't make me."

Okay, maybe he is. Xinlong just sounds so pathetic he wants to ruin him further. It's not Geonwoo's fault, it's the fault of Xinlong's pretty lashes, girly and dressed around smoky makeup that Geonwoo wishes he could smudge even more.

He coos at him instead. And pats his head a little, fingering through the strands. And lets his hand trace the side of his face, careful not to smear anything he so desperately wants to. He'd rather avoid an earful from the stylist noonas.

Xinlong looks beyond embarrassed. Geonwoo can see it written everywhere on him. And for some reason, he still lets himself get coddled. What a baby.

"It's alright. Hyung is sorry for taking it too far."

 

 

 

 

Geonwoo is very careful with his words. He tries to be, at least. It's an art he's still working on mastering. It might take the entire stretch of his career to get there—that may as well be a lifetime. He owes it to his fans, in a twisted way, to keep them fed with white lies. Harmless ones. They just about toe the line between reality. Yes, Kim Geonwoo would tell his hypothetical girlfriend to pick up their couple ring off the floor in an argument. Yes, if Kim Geonwoo has a crush, he is not good at showing it.

Yes, Kim Geonwoo wouldn't go through his member's phone behind his back. He would never.

Surely he wouldn't time it properly so he can swipe it when he's distracted and dumb enough to leave it open, either. Or trusting enough. It wouldn't be fair to consider Xinlong naive for this, would it?

His hands are shaking. The fear of getting caught doesn't strike him yet. Geonwoo is more nervous about what he might find. He'd imagine this is what it'd be like finding out your partner is cheating on you. Except they're not dating. Xinlong would in fact be disgusted if he knew what Geonwoo wanted to do to him.

He can't blame his impulses anymore. He'd planned this from the moment he suggested they all take a few drinks and congregate in their living room—to eat together and celebrate a job well done. Their debut era concluded without a hitch. Past the injuries and illnesses, they had a lot to be thankful for. It was surprisingly easy to persuade them to let loose for one night.

Xinlong is already flushed in the face five soju shots in. Geonwoo has been counting. Junseo refused him the bottle before he could continue to drown himself.

"You know you can't handle your alcohol, why would you drink this much?" He tuts like an exasperated mother. Xinlong waves him off, lips pink and pouty and calling Geonwoo's name.

"'s fine, hyung. I'm fine. All good." Xinlong throws a thumbs up that screams tipsy at best.

Junseo glares at Anxin then, the soju bottle's partner in crime. Holding a drinking contest with the group's lightweight wasn't the brightest idea. When Anxin is involved, though, Xinlong can be convinced of anything it seems. Including opening a Snapchat account.

Right- Snapchat. Geonwoo has his phone in hand, unlocked and ready to be searched. Xinlong had left the table to use the bathroom after snapping pictures with Leo. Sloppy selfies that are definitely way too blurry and compromising to be shared anywhere. Xinlong was all over him, practically. Geonwoo promises he didn't seethe about it. Well, not enough for Leo to notice.

No one said a word when Geonwoo slipped away a moment later with Xinlong's phone. Geonwoo imagines they hadn't even seen him. Everyone had something to drink tonight. He's sure he's only a few minutes away from some of them retreating back to their rooms to sleep the rest of the night off. It's been a long, long day.

Geonwoo may as well be live wired. He's scrolling, and scrolling, and scrolling. He can't stop. Xinlong only has one chat thread on the entire app, and it's enough. More than enough.

 

Scott Chung

you coming??

I don't wanna get blue balled again lol

Anxin

ok bossy

Long ge is helping me with something

Scott Chung

with what

Anxin

[unopened snap]

 

Xinlong never opened this, it told him so before he entered the chat himself. Geonwoo is certain he would have deleted everything had he read it all. There is no universe where Xinlong lets a video of him making out with his groupmate live on his phone for any longer than an hour. But it's here, in moving picture, and Xinlong's whimpers crackle through the phone speakers to haunt Geonwoo for the rest of his life.

Anxin and Xinlong are kissing. It's angled weird—Xinlong holds the phone, filming them both while distracted. But Geonwoo can still see them as clear as the north star. They're kissing and Anxin is leading all of it. He licks into his mouth without much grace, but Xinlong takes it without complaint either. It might not be his first time, but he's definitely an amateur, that much is obvious.

Somehow Anxin has him pliant and receptive. Xinlong lets him prod open his mouth like it's nothing. It's foul, obscene, and Geonwoo is only pissed he hadn't gotten to him first. Fuck.

He replays it. Quite a few times. The clip is entirely too short, couldn't be more than fifteen seconds. Geonwoo manages to stretch it out into two minutes. Now he's tipsy and angry and horny. Not a great combination.

A weird sense of betrayal stings between each notch in Geonwoo's spine. He can't place it anywhere, can't really make sense of it either. Geonwoo just lets it manifest until he can't think of anything else except Xinlong. His Longie—his innocence has melted away and he carries sin with him instead, heavy-loaded. Sounds extreme, but the Xinlong of a month ago would not be passing himself around and letting himself be seen like this.

Geonwoo isn't shaming him. He'd imagine this is Xinlong entering a phase he hadn't allowed himself to embrace with a stolen childhood. He couldn't be a teenager properly, and now at twenty years old, Xinlong's sluttiest moment is recording himself with his roommate's tongue in his mouth.

It's cute, in a way, if he were to look at it like that. He's not that mature.

 

Scott Chung

oh wow

fuck

Anxin

Long ge doesnt wanna look at the chat

too embarrassed ㅎㅎ

Scott Chung

Hyungie it's ok

you look hot

send more

Anxin

thought u wanted me to hurry up

Scott Chung

yeah

but i wanna watch u two

Anxin

ㅋㅋ funny

Long ge said the same thing

 

Geonwoo promptly closes the chat. Okay, so Xinlong is more perverted than he thought. The pure, stainless act he puts on is really just that- an act. And he isn't the first or even the second person to know. He so desperately wants to believe it's their doing—Anxin and Sanghyeon—but Xinlong is steadfast in his decisions. He would have never agreed to this if he ultimately didn't want to. It'll be hard for Geonwoo to accept that.

He's had dreams of breaking Xinlong apart, wearing him down until he was more or less pressed right under his thumb. He always wakes up with wet briefs and a guilty conscience afterwards. His fog-less mind never wanted to go too far with him, believe it or not. Geonwoo was willing to tread a line and keep his thoughts to himself, however long he had to before this weird obsession stopped plaguing him.

Now Geonwoo can't unsee this. Naturally, the flood gates have been reopened. It's all Xinlong's fault.

He doesn't think twice before typing his Snapchat username into the search bar and adding himself. Another white lie: Geonwoo did in fact have Snapchat, all that time ago. A trainee he can't remember the name of now had put him onto it. He added back everyone who asked for it but preferred regular texting. Inevitably he'd forgotten the password and moved on, but a memory has seemingly unearthed itself as of late. Regaining access to an account otherwise frozen in time felt more like studying an ancient relic. Geonwoo didn't let the feeling stay with him for long.

He cleared out his entire profile to prepare for him: old chats, memories, friend list. He doesn't care for any of it. He's only back on this app for Xinlong.

He isn't even looking for his phone when Geonwoo returns to the half empty table. Sangwon went off to bed and Leo had allegedly followed him. Junseo was cleaning up, Sanghyeon trailing behind to help. Geonwoo steals the now empty seat next to Xinlong and blatantly hands his phone back. He suspects nothing. No one does.

"Thanks hyuuung~" Geonwoo lets himself enjoy this, Xinlong clinging to his arm and pressing his cheek to his side. Warm. Purring. Very cat-like. It's easier to indulge that way. He's burying that video with better memories. He'll fill Xinlong's camera roll with them.

From now onwards, better memories.

Notes:

come chat on the shared twitter and in the joint mond if ur real

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