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eighteen.

[edited]

— I changed Juyeon's personality a little bit here! and in this ff I make bbangju as roommates even if they already changed roommates lmfao

TW! mature content.

— despites of having a very fierce and cool guy look, juyeon is actually having a very sensitive and soft personality that his members and friends adores. every single little thing would affect his habits, includes reading hate comments from antis. ugly. worthless. no talent. flop. useless visual. the amount of people liking and retweeting it makes juyeon can't help but being so anxious. the tweets — is it true? juyeon thought.

he's taking a sip of hot chocolate on a cold night, scrolling on twitter using his secret and private account again. juyeon are curious about what his fans are up to these days, and there's a lot of things he discovered from being a kpop stan such as fan accounts, guides, fanarts, memes, and also — fanfictions. he did enjoyed reading them though. everything is alright until he found a few hate tweets again. juyeon can't help but being overthinking again, wondering if it's true. he biting his lips, trying to hold himself from letting a tear escaped from his cat eyes but he couldn't do so. juyeon quickly wiping his tears and opened YouTube instead, to watching some wholesome videos. that's when younghoon, his roommate entered the room, because he felt something isn't right. he noticed at how juyeon's cheeks is puffed and drenched a little bit even if juyeon is currently smiling like an idiot watching kittens playing with toys on his phone.

"are you okay? what are you watching?" his sweet and softening voice greets juyeon's ears, and the younger quickly looking on behind him seeing younghoon standing on the door, keeping his eye on him. he shyly scratches his neck, "nothing, watching these videos to making my day better." he said giving younghoon a soft smile making the older melts because of his soft looks. he decided to not to disturbing or asking any further, because it might affecting juyeon's emotions.

"I see....anyways juyeon-ah, I'm going outside today, might as well come home tomorrow. if you're bored, you can asked your beloved maknae to come and accompany you. I came here to change my clothes, so yeah." juyeon mouthing an 'oh' then nodded. "take care of yourself, hyung." "you too," he already wearing his jacket and went outside, leaving juyeon alone in their room again. he decided to just sleep, yeah sleep can cure everything, he thought. after finishing his drink and washing his face he laying down on his bed, closing his eyes trying to sleep.

juyeon can't sleep. no — it's too hard to do so. he's disturbed and distracted with those hate comments and they're echoing in his mind, slowly torturing him making juyeon felt annoyed. like really annoyed. "fuck this, I can't sleep." he sighed. then he heard a few knocks on the door, and a loud, energetic voice could be heard from outside. it's Eric, he knew it. "are you Eric?" "yes, ERIC IMNIDA!!!" he loudly spoke, but it's normal in the dorm. today a lot of members went out to their hometown — or hang out with their friends since their company has given them a week to rest. juyeon and younghoon actually just come back from his home earlier than the others, because they don't want to leave Eric alone. "you can enter now." Eric quickly open the door and discovered his hyung wearing pink sweater, his face are quite puffy and his lips are slightly pouts making juyeon looks so adorable on his eyes. "I get it, that you're cute, hyung. but why the hell are you wearing SWEATERS during night?" he scoffed, shaking juyeon's body aggressively. "oh my god, I just felt like I want to, Eric." he chuckled then leaning on Eric's shoulders. it's kinda hard to do so because Eric is shorter than him — well just a few inches. Eric also smiled, his heart blossomed heard angelic giggles of his hyung.

"actually you don't really need to wear anything for me, hyung?" without even thinking he let out such dirty words, a few seconds after realisation hits him. "oh wait, that sounds wrong, shit." juyeon slightly tilted his head, eyes squinting looking at the youngest, curious. "how is that wrong? mind to explain to me, Eric?" holy fuck. Eric is now done for. with a tint of red spreading from his cheeks to his collarbones, he shyly muttered,