Windows | NCT Ten

Chapter 65

Yeona's POV

There's absolutely nothing that could have prepared me for what Ten just told me. It's so sudden and so serious... I don't even know how to deal with this.

I'm still shaking, staring at my screen where Ten's conversation with me is open.

Chitta-smth
so basically there's this thing called Dispatch that kinda stalks idols like us and when they see something out of the ordinary they take pictures or smth and report it to the whole world

Me
ooo i see?...

Chitta-smth
so uh
they exposed us

Maybe I'm overthinking it, but what I've gathered is that the whole internet knows about my relationship with Ten because of some stupid thing called "Dispatch" that I already hate.

Am I supposed to try and take a break from the internet and pretend nothing happened? No, I'm going to die of anticipation. Plus, we should probably address the situation quickly before it gets any worse than it already is.

But am I supposed to dive headfirst into the drama? I don't think so, either. I'd probably die of being overwhelmed by everything...

I suddenly remember that I'm not alone anymore. I don't have to figure everything out on my own through the internet without a filter. I have my fellow Sasaeng Exterminators, as well as NCT, plus my boyfriend who I'm sure would help me face this situation.

I turn back to my home, realizing that I just left Ten hanging while I tried to figure out how to react.

Me
uhhh
wow

Chitta-smth
open ur door

I read his message again, until I hear the insistent knocking at my front door that I somehow managed not to hear. How on earth did he get here so quickly?

After running to the door to open it, I'm attacked by Ten rushing into my apartment and pecking my forehead. Then, with a concerned look on his face, he asks, "So... how are you holding up?"

Now that he's here, the weight of the situation is finally settling in properly. There's a new feeling of fear that accompanies it, but there's also a sense of security that settled upon me when Ten entered my apartment.

"I guess I'm sort of in shock," I respond. "Actually no, I'm pretty scared. What does this even mean for us?"

He shrugs. "Thank goodness you're actually scared, or else I'd be scared that you weren't a human."

His "joke", or whatever that was supposed to me, manages to get a small laugh out of me and a smile on my face. "I'm sorry, what was that even supposed to mean?"

"It was a desperate attempt to come up with a good joke to lighten the mood, okay? You gotta seize the opportunity to tell a joke," he defends himself, then puts his bag down to imitate Mark's meme face that I've already seen too many times.

This time I actually let out another laugh. "For real, though. Can you explain this thing to me?"

"Sure," my boyfriend responds. "So basically, Dispatch somehow spotted us at the mall together and recognized me. They took a bunch of pictures, and now we're all over the internet as the newest 'exposed' couple."

I nod. It's a simple explanation that could be made even simpler, into something like "Dispatch needs to be cancelled."

"What do they think of me, though?" I ask. I have no idea what the internet is like, and whether or not they're talking trash about me, or if they're supporting me like the good fandom I know they are. And, me being me, I really need to know whether or not we're being cancelled.

Ten pulls out his phone. "Can I show you some comments?" Seeing my hesitation, he adds, "I promise you, they aren't bad. They're really fun to read."

After receiving a reluctant nod from me, he pulls me down onto the couch so we can "look at comments together". 

I don't know what to expect, but this is going to be interesting.

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awww what a considerate boyfriend 🥰
why did I use that emoji again-

oh ALSO idk if anyone wants me to use a specific username in the comments chapter but I thought it would be fun if I featured some of the readers who were here throughout the writing process idk-

AND ALSO ALSO TYSM FOR 15K <333

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