Request: ooo some cute bestie fluff with xiaojun where y'all are in that stage where everyone (rest of wayv) thinks you should date but you're like why can't a boy and a girl just be best friends normally but this idea is stemmed from xiaojun pushing away a teeny tiny crush on you
Answer: Oooh, anon, you know I'm a sucker for platonic bff fluff lets gooooooo! Also Xiao is just such a cutie ughhhhh! Best friend fluff on the way! Also I couldn't resist but to add a little thing at the end I'm sorrrrrry
Idol WayV AU / Non-Idol Reader AU / Best Friends AU
Genre: Fluff, Comedy
TW: None
Word Count: 2.0K
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To start this out in the most plain was as possible, it was a simple a day today. The sun was out, not a single cloud in the sky, and the chatter of the city just seemed a bit more distant than usual. The boys spent this day rather simply too, Lucas was working out, Kun was composing, Hendery and Yangyang were playing video games, Ten was sketching, and Winwin was in the studio. It was a pleasant day.
"XIAO DEJUN!" Your voice echoed throughout the WayV dorm. In an instant, Xiaojun ran into Ten's room.
"You need to hide me, like, now."
"What's in it for me?" Ten just barely glanced at him from his iPad.
"I'll buy you tteokbokki for a week."
"Get in the closet."
"Thank you so much," Xiaojun pressed his hands together and ran into the closet. The door slid closed right as you walked into the room.
"Where is he?"
"Went out with Lucas."
"I had a feeling you'd say that so I brought backup," you smirked. You whistled a small tune and an all too familiar dog scampered into the room. "Go find Xiao, Bella!" The small puppy barked in response and started going around the room. Ten, meanwhile, continued to sketch on his iPad.
"You know if you wanted to see your boyfriend so bad why didn't you just text him?" Ten said with a teasing tone.
"He's not my boyfriend, we're just friends," you rolled your eyes. Ten looked up at you with a skeptical look, but continued with his drawing.
"I already told you, he's not here."
"Bet he bribed you with tteokbokki. I'll get you pad thai for a month."
"He's in the closet."
"GO TO HELL, TEN!" Xiaojun ran out right as Bella put her paw on the closet door. He pushed past you and bolted down the hallway.
"GET BACK HERE I JUST WANT TO TALK!"
"FORGET IT I SAW YOUR SNAP!"
"GIVE ME BACK MY PHOTO CARDS, DEJUN!"
See, it was very rare that WayV had a day off. And how did Xiaojun decide to spend it? He took all of your photo cards and replaced it with his own. See it was funny until he forgot where he put them and now he can either be killed because he took them or murdered because he lost them and he is definitely not on board with the latter, nor does he have any idea of how to tell you that they're all gone. Either way he's screwed, it's just that the former would result in less... yelling, so to say.
You skid to a stop in the main room, seeing Yangyang and Hendery in the midst of a Street Fighter match. All it took was a simple eyebrow raise from you and they both nudged their head towards the studio. You gave them a quick smile and ran down the hallway, just barely avoiding crashing right into Lucas, who had just exited the gym, and also just barely slamming into the wall because socks and wooden floors are not friends.
As Hendery is button mashing, Yangyang performs a perfect combo move.
"Lover's quarrel much?" Yangyang dodges Hendery's character's attack and counters.
"I mean at this point probably." Hendery blocks Yangyang's character's counter.
"Xiao's gonna kill us." Yangyang kicks off of Hendery's block and prepares the next attack.
"Not if she kills him first." Hendery ducks and charges his final move.
"True." Yangyang once again dodges and continues the match.
You open the door and Winwin stares at you, stuck in mid dance move and the practice song he chose still playing at full volume behind him. You scanned the room, looking for anything out of the ordinary, but everything was the same as when you saw it last time about a few days ago.
"Dejun."
"What about him?"
"Where is he?"
"Why do you want to know?" A strange hint of a smile played on Winwin's face.
"He stole my photo cards and replaced it with his."
"And that's all?"
"Yes, of course, what else would it be?"
"It's just strange that you're so worked up about photo cards, is all," Winwin shrugs. You heard something fall behind you and when you turned you eyed the box that fell over, but then your eyes moved up to a certain culprit, who immediately took off again, being sure to topple more boxes over to block your pathway to him.
"WHERE ARE THEY XIAOJUN?!" You jump over the empty boxes and run into the next room that he mistakingly left open. Kun looked at you from his computer.
"Hey, didn't hear you come in," he took his headphones off. "What's up, (Y/N)?"
"Did Xiaojun come through here?" He tilted his head. "Don't worry about it, you're composing right now and if he did you probably didn't hear him."
"Did he do something?
"Yeah he stole my photo cards," you grumbled. "Those don't come cheap, you know!"
"Yup," he nodded his head. "Here, I need your input, come listen to this," he tapped the chair next to him. You looked around the room once again before sitting next to Kun, taking the headphones he offered you. You slipped them over your head and let him play the song he had been working on.
Kun stretched his arms over his head, subtly pointing towards the door. The locker behind you opened slowly and Xiaojun walked out, being sure to not knock anything over this time, and closed the locker, sneaking out of the room. He had to find those cards before you were done with Kun or else he's done for. He would definitely have to make it up to Kun later though, it's not easy keeping someone as driven as you distracted, but Kun had a knack for keeping people occupied.
When the sample ended you took the headphones off.
"It sounds great, Kun," you nodded. "Is it going to be on the next album?"
"Nah, I'll probably upload it to Sound Cloud, though," he nods.
"Really? I'll be sure to stream it then," you say.
"Hey, uh, if you don't mind me asking, are you and Xiaojun...?"
"Dating? Huh, you're like the third person to ask me that today," you shrug. "Nah, we're just best friends, is all," you say.
"Really? You don't see yourself as something more?"
"Are you guys trying to set us up? Because I can assure you that he doesn't feel that way about me, Kun," you reason. "If he did then he would just man up and give me my cards back."
"Right, right, I was just wondering. You two are very close," Kun continues. Really, he was just stalling for time.
"See, that's just the thing. We're too close, you know? Now I can't think of Dejun as anything more than a brother to me. Hence why I beat his ass every now and then," you laugh. "Now where is he," you folded your hands neatly on your lap and looked at Kun with a tightlipped smile.
"His room."
"Thanks, Kun!" You hopped off the chair and ran down the hallway, skidding to a stop in front of his room or, more specifically, in front of Lucas, who was just outside the doorframe. "Out of the way." You tried to look over his shoulder, but Lucas just leaned to block your line of sight. He stretched his arm over his head and held onto the top of the doorway, predicting that you'd try to move past him.
"Hey, (Y/N)," he showed you his signature smile. "So I heard you lost some photo cards?"
"Nah, Dejun just stole them from me."
"Makes sense," Lucas nods. "I mean, if I were your boyfriend I don't think I'd be comfortable knowing that my girlfriend had photo cards of my other band members."
"One, Xiao and I are not dating, we're just a guy and a girl who are very close friends. And two, if it changes your mind two of them were your photo cards." Lucas stepped away from the doorframe. "Thank you."
"Yup. Sorry Xiao, she's got a point," he said over his shoulder and walked off.
"No escaping now, Dejun," you rested your hands on your hips. He had his back turned to you while he faced his own desk, he was silent for a moment, lost in a thought. After a bit, he turned around and handed your cards to you, the ones that he miraculously found just seconds before you convinced Lucas to step away from the door. You took them and placed them in your wallet, being sure not to bend them at the sides. "Now was that so hard?"
"Where's the fun if I just handed them to you?" He chuckles.
"I swear I haven't done this much cardio since grade school, you're lucky I love you, Dejun," you pushed him lightly and he rolls his eyes.
"Right, and you're lucky I gave you those cards for free."
"I'm gonna auction them off."
"Sure you will, (Y/N)," he leans against his desk. "Sorry for the guys, I heard them calling you my girlfriend."
"Well I am a girl friend, just not the girlfriend," you laugh. "So it's all good. As long as I have my best friend, I don't mind."
"Best friend, right," he nodded slightly. You tapped your wallet.
"Well, now that I have what I came here for, I'll head back to my apartment," you turned on your heel, "also, before I go, you know if you missed me that much you could've just texted me and asked to come over, you drama queen."
"Again, where's the fun in that?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I'll see you later," you waved at him before leaving his room. He sighs and slumps his shoulders.
"Best friends, it's better this way," he says to himself. "What was I even thinking? (Y/N)'s too childish to have as a girlfriend. All that over photo cards? Geez, what was I on?" He pushed off of the desk and went back to the living room, where the rest of WayV were now running bets on whether Hendery or Yangyang would win this match, loser has to pay for lunch.
"Hey, how'd it go with the future girlfriend?" Yangyang asks.
"First of all, just best friends, and second of all, I found the cards just in time, thank god," Xiaojun sits next to Winwin. "Where's Lucas?"
"Think he went back to the gym."
"Does the guy ever rest? He just walked out of there a few seconds ago."
"He said he left something there," Hendery continues to spam the A button on the controller. "So decided to drop the crush?"
"Yeah, I like being friends, we're more comfortable this way," Xiaojun nods. "Also I'm on team Yangyang."
"I TOLD YOU!" Yangyang cheers for a second and returns to the game, effectively K.O.ing Hendery in just two seconds after he spoke.
~
"Admit it, you were jealous," you squeezed Lucas' cheek and he groaned.
"Me? Jealous? Never," he waved the air absently and you laughed.
"You're kidding me, right? You looked like you were about to pop a vein, Xuxi!"
"I just came from the gym!"
"I know," you skipped ahead of him with a goofy smile.
"It's just, maybe I am a little tired of hearing the others say that you look good with him, is all," Lucas drummed his fingers against your waist.
"Oi, we're outside you know," you warned him.
"Well, technically we're inside of a parking structure," he whistles.
"Cheeky, aren't you?" You shoot him another sly glance. "I'll see you later, Xuxi."
"Get home safe, (Y/N)," he taps the hood of your car and opens the door for you.
"What a gentleman."
"But of course," he closes it for you and watches you pull out of the structure. He takes a deep breath in and walks back into the dorms. "So who won?"
"HENDERY'S TREATING US TO HOTPOT!" Yangyang shouts. "XIAO INVITE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!"
"(Y/N) just left!"
"Call her back!"
'Oh great,' Lucas groaned.