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Defunctland: SCJ Chatroom

2025-10-22T23:29:42Z

hi again! so this post will be about a defunct wip from 2022 of sungchenji aka sungchan, jisung, and chenle. this wip was when I was heavily obsessed with them and before sungchan's sad departure from nct. in this fic chenle, jisung, and sungchan were all college students who went to different schools in the same area. they all had their own things going on in life, like chenle dealing with horrible friends, jisung being in love with his best friend, and either sungchan didn't have much going on, or i just can't remember lol. below is what exists of the wip. there wasn't much thought put into an ending, so really, I'm not sure what would've happened next, so this one isn't so fun but I still just want to put it out there.

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Finding strangers to pair you with…

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Say Hi.

[zclele is typing…]

zclele: hey

[jinsuuu is typing…]

jinsuuu: hi

[jsbyeee is typing…]

jsbyeee: hello

zclele: intros ig?

zclele: u can call me lele, i’m 19 and from shanghai but i study in seoul

zclele: i’m a guy btw

jinsuuu: i’m jinsu, i’m also 19 and i’m from seoul. and i’m a guy too

jsbyeee: u guys can call me ji, i’m 18, and i just moved to seoul for school

zclele: isn’t this convenient

zclele: we’re all around the same age and live in seoul ;)

jinsuuu: let’s see if we like each other first before we go there

zclele: i’m offended that you’d even imply you wouldn’t like me

jsbyeee: exactly

jinsuuu: we just got here and i’m already getting ganged up on

jsbyeee: of course

jinsuuu: whatever let’s talk about ourselves

jinsuuu: i’m on my college soccer team

zclele: lol you definitely just changed the topic so you could say that

jsbyeee: do you think ur better than us or smthn

jinsuuu: no..? i wouldn’t do something like that

zclele: you need to loosen up a bit

zclele: it was a joke mr. soccer player ;)

jinsuuu: stop winking at me ur making me nervous

zclele: thru text :o my power

jsbyeee: i feel like a third wheel

zclele: no such thing as third wheeling here

zclele: you just join ;)

jsbyeee: lele bye

zclele: nooo come back

zclele: i like clubbing and partying and stuff

zclele: you’re only young once yk

jsbyeee: tru

zclele: do you guys like that type of stuff

jinsuuu: sometimes, not too much tho because we get drug tested

jinsuuu: and if something really bad gets posted they may kick us off the team

zclele: omg not ur coach being a puritan :(

jsbyeee: i don’t go out much

jsbyeee: i spend my entire day in the dance studio most of the time so i just go back to my dorm and sleep

jsbyeee: plus that’s not rlly my scene tbh

zclele: i get it

zclele: not rlly actually but yk what i mean

jsbyeee: what if i don’t

zclele: idk then

zclele: maybe we can try partying together once

zclele: i need some new party friends mine are kind of -_-

jinsuuu: why?

jsbyeee: i’ll beat them up

zclele: i’m not dumping all of my problems on you first convo

zclele: u have to unlock them

zclele: and thank u ji ur fighting for me already

jsbyeee: ;)

zclele: i’m blushing

jinsuuu: coughs

jsbyeee: jealousy is a disease

zclele: refer to what i said earlier ;)

jinsuuu: no more winking for today

zclele: boring

zclele: i’m about to go out text u guys tmr

jinsuuu: that’s cool

jsbyeee: ttyl have fun

zclele: ty and gn

Chenle groans as he wakes up. He checks his alarm clock to see that it’s almost noon. Fuck, his class starts in thirty minutes. He didn’t want to stay out as late as he did last night. He and his friends agreed to leave around twelve because he has an earlier class today, but once twelve came they were refusing to leave. So Chenle had to ride it out for another three hours until they were all tired out.

“Woah, you look more like shit than usual,” his sister, Ningning says.

“Thanks, so do you,” Chenle responds as he grabs a bottle of water out of the fridge.

“Does Renjun have the car?” He asks.

Three siblings who are very close in age who also happened to get accepted to the same university in another country. It’s not something you see everyday, but it’s also more convenient than one would think. Renjun, the oldest, got accepted to college first and moved to Korea. He lived on campus, but once Chenle got accepted the next year, their parents conveniently got them an off campus, three bedroom apartment. It’s almost as if they planned to send Ningning there once she graduated as well. Then coincidentally, Ningning got accepted to the same school, and ended up moving in with them right before this term started.

“No, but I want to use it so you can’t have it,” Ningning replies.

“I’m gonna be late if I walk,” Chenle responds back.

“Too bad, don’t party all night and wake up on time,” Ningning replies with no remorse.

“I tried, but you know how Aeri and them are,” Chenle says.

Ningning sighs, “Fine, you need to stop hanging out with them you know.”

“Will you go clubbing with me?” Chenle asks.

“I don’t party on weeknights,” Ningning replies.

“Exactly, but they do. I’ll see you later,” Chenle grabs the keys and leaves the house

[zclele is typing…]

zclele: heyyyyy

jinsuuu: yk they say the more y’s they send in the hey the more they want you

zclele: oh fr?

zclele: he

jsbyeee: damn jinsu…

jinsuuu: shut up

zclele: heyyyyyyyyyy ji

jsbyeee: ;)

jinsuuu: is this what it feels like to be in hell

zclele: come give me a kiss ji 333

jsbyeee: oh?

jinsuuu: i’m third wheeling???

zclele: anywaysssssssssssz how are your days so far

jsbyeee: i got out of class and now i’m heading to the practice rooms

jinsuuu: i’m chilling in my dorm

zclele: without me </3

jinsuuu: …

zclele: i’m at the mall with my siblings

zclele: i’m trying on clothes

jsbyeee: without me </3

zclele: my brother squeezed me in this skirt and now i’m not sure if it can come off

zclele: i can barely move my legs

jinsuuu: just leave the store in it

jsbyeee: ^^^

zclele: i don’t steal wtf

jinsuuu: then just tell the cashier then pay for it

zclele: i might do that

zclele: my brother just gave up trying to pull it off of me

jinsuuu: is it that tight?

zclele: skintight

zclele: this would be a nice party outfit if i didn’t have to cut it off myself once i get out of here

zclele: actually i’ll probably go out then. i’m gonna get my moneys worth

jsbyeee: might as well

zclele: ttyl then i have to go find a top to match!

“Your skirt’s really short,” Beomgyu says.

“It is,” Chenle responds, not seeing the point of the comment. It’s not that different from something else he’d wear any other night.

“You sure you wanna wear that?” Beomgyu asks.

“Since when did you become my dad?” Chenle asks lightly. He leans into the mirror as he applies his lipgloss.

“Are you jealous or something?” Aeri laughs from across the room. Chenle looks over at her.

“Jealous because of Chenle? In your dreams,” Beomgyu and Aeri laugh.

“Right in front of me?” Chenle asks, trying to mask his hurt. He knows it’s just a joke, it always is.

“It’s alright Chenle,” Beomgyu pats his shoulder condescendingly. It takes everything in Chenle not to slap his hand away.

“There’s someone out there for everyone, even you,” Aeri says, equally as patronizing.

“Whatever,” Chenle replies. Ningning is right, he needs new friends.

“Wake up!” Sungchan opens his eyes to see a pillow about to collide with his face.

“What do you want Hyuck!” Sungchan says, now with a face full of pillow.

“Jeno is coming over, go hang out with Shotaro or something,” Donghyuck, his roommate replies.

“I’m being sexiled at eleven in the morning!” Sungchan yells.

“It’s not sexiling, we’re not fucking. I just want alone time with him, no third wheels,” Donghyuck replies. He grabs Sungchan’s arm and starts pulling him out of bed, “Now get the hell out, he’s coming at twelve.”

Sungchan begrudgingly gets ready for his day after being kicked out by his dear roommate. He takes Donghyuck’s advice, and heads over to Shotaro’s dorm. His friend had somehow scored a single room, and oh how Sungchan wished it was him.

“Why don’t you just join the school's dance team? It’s easier to stay on campus than go off everyday,” Sungchan asks.

“The dancers here are kind of bad,” Shotaro answers. “And I’ve been at that company for a while, I don’t wanna leave.”

“Fair enough,” Sungchan responds.

“Why don’t you join an off campus soccer team? You won’t get put on probation for a full year because of some body shots,” Shotaro jokes.

He knows he’s referencing ‘the incident’, their whole circle won’t let go of. Donghyuck is on the soccer team with Sungchan, but he’s currently on one year of probation. After a video was posted of him at a party drinking body shots off none other than Lee Jeno himself, the coach went on a tangent about their school and their reputation. And now Donghyuck won’t be able to practice or play again until May. Lele was right when he called their coach a puritan.

“I think I’m in too deep to make that change now,” Sungchan laughs.

[jinsuuu is typing…]

jinsuuu: thoughts on body shots

zclele: took some off a guy last night

zclele: idk what tasted worse tho the tequila or his must

jsbyeee: ouch

jsbyeee: never done them so i couldn’t tell you

jinsuuu: are they worth getting out on athletic probation over?

jsbyeee: imo no…

jsbyeee: do you have something to tell us?

zclele: depends on how hot the person is

jinsuuu: i have nothing to tell u

jinsuuu: just a hypothetical

zclele: ok…

jsbyeee: do u guys have piercings or tats and stuff

zclele: i have my ears pierced

zclele: and somewhere else

jsbyeee: where?

zclele: ;)

jinsuuu: …

zclele: i’m jk i used to have an ashley but it’s gone now

jinsuuu: who’s ashley?

zclele: it’s the piercing dummy

zclele: it’s like a stud in your bottom lip

zclele: [img.file]

jsbyeee: those are your lips?

zclele: ya

jsbyeee: they’re nice

jinsuuu: that’s such an awkward compliment

zclele: i’ve heard worse

jsbyeee: sorry for being a loser ig?

zclele: forgiven

zclele: jinsu do u have anything

jinsuuu: i have a tat on my shoulder

zclele: wat does it say

jinsuuu: jinsu

zclele: self absorbed much???

jsbyeee: self love imo

zclele: wbu ji

jsbyeee: oh i asked because i just got a matching tattoo with my best friend

zclele: :o omg what is it

jsbyeee: we both just got our initials with a sun and a moon

jinsuuu: r u the sun or moon

jsbyeee: moon ofc

“Come on Sungchan, it’s just a little kickback at my place, nothing serious,” Yangyang whines over the phone.

“Are you positive we won’t end up fucked up in a grocery store parking lot this time?” Sungchan asks. Yangyang’s “kickbacks” can get a bit out of hand sometimes.

“Promise, it’s just gonna be the team plus some girls we invited.”

Sungchan sighs, he really doesn’t have a reason to deny if Yangyang promises that it’ll be a small gathering.

“I’ll be there.”

After hanging up the phone, Sungchan starts to finally head back to his dorm. He went straight from Shotaro’s dorm to his classes, and then proceeded to have an adventure around campus to kill time. He knows that Donghyuck said that he and Jeno weren’t gonna do anything, but he just wanted to be sure that if things deviated from the plan, he wouldn’t be caught up in it. It’s around six though, so hopefully those two have themselves together by this point.

Sungchan enters his dorm, and thankfully it’s empty. He drops his things off, and sprays on some cologne before heading out for the night.

Jisung wakes up to an empty dorm as usual. His roommate is one of those, gone before you wake up, home after you go to bed type of people. Not that Jisung is complaining at all, he gets to spend most of his time in his dorm alone.

“Good morning!” A sing-songy voice yells as they enter the room. Even though he may be able to escape his roommate, there’s no escaping his best friend Jaemin. He doesn’t even know how Jaemin got a copy of his key, but he doesn’t bother questioning his friend.

“Morning Jaem,” Jisung replies.

“I brought breakfast!” Jaemin cheers as he holds up a container of food. Jisung has no clue how his friend has so much energy in the morning, but he doesn’t complain.

“Let me wash up and then we can eat together,” Jisung replies.

Jaemin nods before Jisung goes to get himself together. After the fact they both sit on Jisung’s bed and eat.

“Practice today?” Jisung asks. It’s daily at this point, so he’s really just asking out of habit.

“I thought maybe we could go hang out instead. We practice everyday, one day won’t hurt,” Jaemin says.

“What did you have in mind then?” Jisung asks. He’s not totally opposed to the idea of hanging out.

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Defunctland: MHL Gang

2025-10-22T17:25:22Z

I love nothing more than talking about fics and what could've been, so that's what I want to talk about here! The first fic that I'll talk about is my defunct Markhyuckle fic. It includes all of my favorite tropes: Omegaverse, illicit activities, and strip clubs. In this fic, Donghyuck is a beta who's a part of a gang sent to infiltrate and take down Lee Minhyung, a rival in their little gang sphere. His introduction to Minhyung comes through a friendly omega that he meets outside at a motorcycle race, who he soon finds out is Minhyung's boyfriend. Donghyuck makes it in, albeit with a catch, because there's always a catch, which is that he has to live with Minhyung and his boyfriend, Chenle, for a probationary period as he joins their gang. Around there is where what was actually written on the page ends. I'll insert what I have written, and then below I'll reveal what was planned to happen next. See you then!

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Donghyuck hasn’t been to a race in the Dream District in years—not since he moved down into Neo City. It wouldn’t necessarily be wise for him to do so, god forbid something recognizes him as a member of Taeyong’s crew. Not really that they would, because Donghyuck is kind of a hidden member, which is what happens when you’re the only beta member of an alpha gang…

Alright, moving on. He navigates through the crowd, looking for a somewhat friendly looking face to ask a question. Most of these people are rough looking alphas, and it’s not like Donghyuck is scared of alphas, because he’s not, but he’s interested in talking to someone who won’t tell him to fuck off before he can get a sentence out.

And Donghyuck finds that person when he sees a head of pink hair standing out against the crowd. He decides that they’ll be a good choice, mainly because once the guy turns around and they make eye contact, the person’s eyes remain soft, as if they’re inviting Donghyuck to come and speak to them.

“Hey,” Donghyuck says, approaching the guy. The man smiles softly.

“Hi.”

Donghyuck’s eyes rake down his body, taking in the man’s full appearance. The main thing that catches his attention is the ink peeking out from under his shirt, what looks like a rose with red writing next to the stem. He can’t really make out what it says, but maybe that’s a sign for him to mind his business.

“Is Minhyung here tonight?” The real reason Donghyuck even dared to show his face around here.

He has a job, which is to infiltrate Lee Minhyung’s crew, and then kill him.

“Why? You know him?” The man asks.

“Not really, but I’m interested in doing business with him.”

The guy cocks his head to the side, before leaning into Donghyuck, sticking his nose into the crook of his neck. Donghyuck takes this as an invitation to sniff him back, softly resting a hand on his waist as he’s pulling away, before sniffing the stranger’s neck. He smells like milk candy, and sweet scents more often than not mean omega.

“You’re a beta,” the omega says.

“I am,” Donghyuck confirms.

“Minhyung doesn’t like to work with betas. He says your weakened scents make it harder to tell when you’re being deceptive.”

Yes, exactly. That’s exactly why Donghyuck was chosen to do this.

“Not my fault that I couldn’t choose how I was born.” Donghyuck shrugs. “I would’ve been an alpha if I had the choice.”

“Why not an omega?”

Donghyuck shrugs. He won’t answer, because he doesn’t want to offend him. The real reason that he wouldn’t want to be an omega is because he honestly doesn’t like being told what to do, and the thought of an entire secondary gender being able to command him into doing stuff just unsettles him. Also, because mating cycles seem hard enough, and even the pre-rut and pre-heat seem terrible. Especially pre-heat, because imagine having slick dripping out of your ass all day and still being expected to work.

He shudders at the thought.

“Because–” He draws out the word, tapping the omega’s nose, because his motto is, ‘When in doubt, just flirt.’ “They’re so cute that I’d rather be with them instead.”

The omega scrunches his nose cutely. “Forward, are we?”

Donghyuck’s about to respond, until he looks down to the omega’s neck and realizes that there’s a pretty obvious mating bite.

Oops.

Donghyuck draws his hand away from the omega’s waist. “Sorry…”

Of course he’d flirt with a mated omega.

“It’s fine.” The guy laughs him off. “I see Minhyung’s bike coming this way.”

And indeed, a bike parks just a few feet away. The person hops off their motorcycle and then takes off their helmet, and Donghyuck immediately recognizes that face, having seen it in many snapshots of blurry security footage before.

Lee Minhyung himself.

He approaches the two of them, looking at Donghyuck suspiciously. That part makes sense once he wraps his arm around the omega’s waist, and then pulls him in for a kiss.

Wow. Donghyuck not only flirted with a mated omega, but with Lee Minhyung’s omega. He certainly knows how to pick ‘em.

“Who’s this?” He asks the omega.

“He said that he wants to work with you. He’s a beta, by the way.”

The last part seems to displease Minhyung, and it’s not like Donghyuck expected Lee Minhyung of all people to be a stand up guy, but in his book it’s okay to be an immoral biker gang leader; what’s not okay is being discriminatory in this here day and age!

“I don’t work with betas.” Minhyung doesn’t even spare Donghyuck a second glance as he hands his omega his helmet.

“Trust me, you’ll wanna work with me.” Donghyuck doesn’t mean to toot his own horn, but he has something that a lot of people in their sector would want. “I have a connection to Lee Jeno.”

Lee Jeno, the biggest brick supplier in their neck of the woods.

“Really?” Just as Donghyuck suspected, this gets Minhyung’s attention. “How?”

“We go way back.” Donghyuck and Jeno have known each other since they were in diapers, and coincidentally have gone down similar paths in life.

“Who are you?”

“My name’s Donghyuck.”

“Never heard of you.”

“I would hope not.” Donghyuck chuckles. If he had, then that’d be a big, big, issue. “I’ve never done anything to be on your radar.”

Minhyung looks at his omega, who just looks back at him. He then turns to Donghyuck again.

“What do you want in return?” Minhyung asks.

Donghyuck shrugs. “Not much, I just want in.”

Minhyung looks at his omega again, who just shrugs. Donghyuck has to stop himself from laughing. Yeah, this is Lee Minhyung’s gang, but he’s making it pretty obvious who’s really calling the shots around here.

“Alright,” Minhyung answers. “We can arrange that.”

How easy! Donghyuck would say that he has to thank Jeno the next time that he sees him, but he technically already did thank him. He got him some good business! It shouldn’t last very long, but he got it for him! Some money is better than no money.

“Meet me here at some time tomorrow.” Minhyung hands him a business card, and when he looks at the thing, he realizes that it’s a strip club. “You should also start packing.”

Start packing? “Why?”

“You’re gonna be on a probationary period, which means that I need to keep my eye on you.”

“What?”

“You’re gonna stay with me.”

Donghyuck is at a loss for words. He’s never heard of any gang leader making the new recruits move in with them. Why would you even want a virtual stranger in your house? Well, at least this may make Donghyuck’s job easier. He can just kill Minhyung in his bed or something instead of making some elaborate plan.

“You live in a mansion or something?” Donghyuck jokes. “Lodging strangers.”

Minhyung just shrugs. “Something like it.”

Minhyung looks down on his watch, before sticking his finger through his omega’s belt loop.

“We have to go. Show up to that location with your belongings tomorrow evening. We don’t open until seven.” Minhyung turns around, walking off.

The omega smiles at Donghyuck one last time, before being dragged off by his partner.

“Interesting…” Donghyuck whispers to himself, looking down at the business card. “Kitty Kat’s Gentlemen’s Club.”

Donghyuck stuffs the card into his pocket once he returns to his bike, grabbing his helmet and placing it on his head.

✢

“Is he giving you a hard time?” A familiar voice says from behind Donghyuck.

Donghyuck rubs his forehead, sick of explaining to this bouncer why he’s bringing all these bags into the club. He swears that he’s been trying for the past thirty minutes, but this dude is just not hearing him.

“You know him?” The bouncer asks.

“Yeah, he’s mine.” Minhyung’s omega loops his arm with Donghyuck’s.

“Oh, apologies then.” The bouncer moves to the side, allowing both to come through. Donghyuck picks up his bags, following the omega into the building.

“Sorry, he’s just kind of protective,” the omega chuckles. The place looks pretty nice, and it’s a full house. This club probably makes bank despite likely just being a gang front. “You wouldn’t believe how many shady people come in here trying to start shootouts.”

Oh, Donghyuck could believe that. Minhyung isn’t exactly well liked.

“You can leave your stuff in here for now.” The omega unlocks a door, leading them into an office. “Minhyung isn’t here yet, so for the meantime, you can either just enjoy the club, or you can hang around with me.”

Donghyuck takes a moment to think about it. Watch hot omegas dance on stage, or hang out with the cute omega in front of him? Both are compelling.

Donghyuck should be saving money, and the worst thing that you can be in a strip club is broke.

“I’ll stick around with you, if that’s alright.”

The omega then grabs his wrist. “Alright, come with me then.”

This is when Donghyuck finally realizes that he’s just been calling this guy ‘the omega’ since yesterday, which is actually kind of rude.

“You have a name, baby?” He asks. And the baby isn’t him flirting—it’s just a term of endearment.

“I’m Chenle.”

The omega, now identified as Chenle, brings him to the kitchen, which surprises Donghyuck, because what strip club has an entire kitchen? Like, this is literally a restaurant sized kitchen. Seems kind of efficient, though.

“Hungry?” Chenle asks, grabbing an apron and rummaging through the fridge. Donghyuck feels kind of awkward just standing in the middle of this fully staffed kitchen, but none of the cooks bother him, seemingly because he has the Chenle stamp of approval to be there.

“Uh, sure?” Donghyuck answers, more like a question.

Chenle grabs a bowl of what looks like seasoned chicken, and then brings it over to the fryer.

Donghyuck still feels awkward as hell just standing around, so he follows behind Chenle, just watching him as he coats the chicken wings in flour and drops them in the frying basket.

“You work in the kitchen?” Donghyuck asks.

“I do anything I feel like doing.” Chenle shrugs. “Sometimes I cook, sometimes I bartend, sometimes I do nothing. It’s my club, after all.”

“You own the place, yet you choose to work?” If Donghyuck owned a successful club, he’d be drinking up all of the liquor and eating all of the food! Okay, just kidding, but he wouldn’t actively be working if he didn’t have to.

“I get bored. Minhyung handles business most evenings, and I get lonely at the house.”

Donghyuck suddenly starts to feel really guilty. He’s supposed to kill Minhyung and leave this sweet omega all alone? Maybe his secondary plan can be to help Chenle see the light in betas! Make him fall in love with Donghyuck, then kill off Minhyung, and then the two of them can live happily ever after!

Okay, Donghyuck is dreaming too big. Especially for a guy that he met a day ago.

Chenle drops the basket of chicken into the oil, and then heads over to the sink and washes his hands.

“I’m sorry,” Donghyuck apologizes. Chenle shrugs, shaking his hands as a means to dry them off, and then going to stand by the fryer again.

“Don’t apologize, you didn’t say anything worth apologizing for.”

He didn’t, but he just felt compelled to.

“So, how’d you end up here?” Chenle asks. “What’s your story? How did you end up wanting to associate with the likes of Minhyung?”

So, it looks like Donghyuck has to lie, which is okay, because he prepared for this.

“I’ve always been kind of a floater,” he answers nonchalantly. “Place to place, home to home. But I guess I wanted something a bit more permanent, and I knew that because I had a connection with Jeno, I could get in good with any gang, so why Minhyung? He’s the best, isn’t he?”

Donghyuck is kissing Minhyung’s ass so much, but it’s whatever.

“I see.” Chenle’s expression is hard to read. It’s like positively neutral? Like he’s not really smiling, his face is just normal, but his lips are kinda upturned? Well, downturned, but it’s just because Chenle has a downturned smile.

Whatever, Donghyuck will just assume that he’s buying the shit that he’s saying.

“How about you? How did you meet Minhyung? Were you always involved in this lifestyle?”

Chenle laughs. “I met Minhyung while I was working one night. And I guess that I kind of was before I met him.”

“Nice,” Donghyuck says. He kind of wants to ask what Chenle was working as, but since he didn’t offer up that information, maybe it’s just none of his business. “What about racing? Do you race?”

Chenle immediately shakes his head. “Hell no. Do you?”

Donghyuck hasn’t raced in a while, but his incessant need to put on a cool guy act tells him to lie. And he’s been lying his ass off since he’s met Chenle, so what’s the point in telling the truth anymore?

“Yeah, I race.”

Chenle raises an eyebrow, as if he’s skeptical, which confuses Donghyuck, because what reason does he have to be skeptical!

“You should race next Friday, then,” Chenle says, walking back over to the deep fryer and checking on the chicken. “Maybe you can race against Minhyung—think you can go faster than him?”

Donghyuck doubts that he can.

“I definitely could.”

“So you’ll race him next week?”

Donghyuck isn’t even an alpha, but his alpha pride is telling him to show off for this omega.

“I will.” They’ll probably forget by next week, or maybe he’ll race for the first time in like two years and be faster than Minhyung. They’ll see once the time comes.

“I hold you to that.” A timer goes off, and Chenle grabs two paper bowls, before lifting the basket out of the fryer and letting the oil drain. “We can make a bet. What do you want if you beat Minhyung?”

Well, his life is what Donghyuck is really after, but he can’t tell Chenle that. “Money, I guess.”

“How much?”

Chenle is asking too many questions.

“However much he’s willing to give up.”

“Minhyung has a lot of money, you should ask for a lot.”

Note taken. Donghyuck doesn’t really consider himself a thief, but once he gets rid of Minhyung, maybe he can snag a little extra pocket change, you know?

Chenle hands Donghyuck a bowl. “Dinner’s served! Do you want something to drink? Beer is always good with chicken.”

And so Chenle and Donghyuck end up back inside the office, sipping beer and eating chicken wings. Donghyuck’s able to milk a bit more information about Minhyung from the omega. A lot of it is sort of unnecessary for Donghyuck’s cause, but he just wanted to know it. Like he learns that Minhyung is twenty-six, which is way older than he originally thought. He doesn’t know why he was under the impression that Minhyung was younger than him, like around twenty-one, but he knows that’s not true now. He also learns that Minhyung is allergic to pine nuts, which seems like a niche allergy, but can actually be useful information. Maybe if he doesn’t want to kill Minhyung standard execution style, he can just feed him some pine nuts and say that it was an accident.

And maybe Chenle won’t hate him that way.

Okay, Donghyuck might once again be aiming just a bit too high for an omega he met like a day ago.

“Oh, you’re both here.” Minhyung walks in, his helmet in his hand, which Donghyuck finds a little showy, because he could’ve just left it with his bike.

“Where else would we be?” Minhyung walks over and hands Chenle the helmet, which Donghyuck finds even more extra. He has hands! He can hold it himself!

“I dunno.” He drops down into the chair next to Chenle, huffing and puffing like he just ran a marathon. “What are you guys up to?”

“We were about to kiss–”

“Woah!” Donghyuck holds a hand up, stopping Chenle mid-sentence. “Don’t say that!” Minhyung might shoot him in the head and throw him into the river!

Minhyung chuckles, shooting him a weirded out look. “Relax man, I can take a joke.”

And Donghyuck, like the sassy little beta he is, rolls his eyes. “And how was I supposed to know that?”

“You think I’m a total square?” Now Minhyung is beginning to seem offended. “You don’t even know me!”

“Exactly!” Donghyuck thinks that he might be stupid—starting an argument with the guy he was afraid would see him in an antagonistic light just a couple of seconds ago. “Whatever, man.”

“Can you two stop it?” Chenle moans. “Don’t you guys want to work together?”

“Yeah,” Minhyung says. “Nothing’s wrong though, I was just saying.” He looks at Donghyuck’s bags in the corner. “Is that all your stuff?”

Donghyuck nods. “Yeah, that’s it.” He left most of his things back at home. This mission isn’t meant to take more than a couple of weeks, so he didn’t think that he needed his entire wardrobe.

“I guess we can go, then.” Minhyung stands up. “You and Chenle can take the car; I’ll ride my bike.”

Chenle smiles, grabbing both of their hands and guiding them out of the room. “I’m excited!”

His words fill Donghyuck with a bit of pride. The cute omega is excited for him to live with them!

“Chenle’s fascinated by betas,” Minhyung says.

“I am.” The omega squeezes

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okay,,,,, we're back! so to make a long story short, the remainder of the fic was going to be kind of silly. donghyuck was going to move in, then he was going to end up propositioned by chenle, and donghyuck was going to be like what the hell, sure. mark would catch then and donghyuck swore that he was going to get killed, but mark actually took the cuck chair. donghyuck eventually decided to abort mission because the couple were low-key treating him well. at some point chenle revealed to donghyuck that he knew that he was a traitor and wanted to kill him, but mark stopped him. if you've read my fic 'naivety' you can probably see that i took some of this premise to write it. thx for reading my defunct fic!

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