dedicated to

this is before the mama performance. also those girls with the green hair and the metallic bodysuit, amazing job on sanitizing.

"mark hyung, what.. what happened to your hair?" donghyuck asked the canadian who took off his cap, revealing his messed up hair that was very disheveled. mark sheepishly laughed as he grabbed a spare water bottle. "i don't know either. i tried to fix it, but seems like it has a bad day today."

'nice then. mark's hair and i are having the same mood today.' renjun thought in his mind as he was practicing the dance moves for the resonance performance they would have at the up-coming mama award in front of the mirror.. jeno glanced at him and nudged jsemin's hip with his elbow. "doesn't he look annoyed?"

jaemin tilted his head in confusion. "isn't he always annoyed by us?' jeno sent a small glare at him before sighing, explaining to the raven. "i mean sure, maybe, but he seemed pretty annoyed ever since he stepped into the practice room. he looked even more pissed when the choreographer kept telling him to do the same dance moves again. injun looked like he was about to snap his neck, and i mean it." jeno explained while looking at renjun, who groaned quietly as he made a mistake again.

jaemin took his words all in. "he does look pissed. should we comfort him or something? maybe call yangyang?" jeno sighed, trying to think of an idea as jaemin did the same thing. "we should ask him first, then comfort him and then call yangyang." jaemin nodded and stood up along with jeno before walking to the stressed out male who was silently glaring at his phone while aggravatingly drinking his water.

"injun?" the chinese male turned around, not realizing he was slightly glaring at the two male who tensed up and straightened their backs. jaemin and jeno looked at each other before jaemin started to speak. "a-are you okay? cause you've been locking a little annoyed ever since we got here. if the choreographer is stressing you out, maybe you should tell the manager hyung." jaemin said with concern filled in his voice as jeno nodded.

renjun smiled at the effort of the two. "thanks, but i'll pass." he said briefly before walking away. jaemin and jeno looked at each other with a sigh and knew what they had to do. "time to call yangyang."

jaemin quickly grabbed his expensive phone and punched in yangyang's phone number. let's just say, jaemin and jeno clearly did not give a full explanation cause all they said to yangyang was this :

"renjun is pissed, come right now or else he'll probably kill us all."

but yangyang still came to the practice room which delighted jaemin and jeno very much as they started to think as a mistake to go up to renjun and try to confront him.

meanwhile renjun sat on the uncomfortable chair and sighed. his phone battery is all gone, the choreographer was being a huge dick, water almost spilled onto his ipad. his mood was just bad in general.

"renjun!" or was it? the said male looked up to the familiar voice and slightly widened his eyes when he saw his own boyfriend at the dream practice room. "yangyang?" the wayv member nodded and grabbed all of renjun's stuff, shoving his ipad into the grey bag renjun brought to the room.

"come on, jun! those movies and snacks aren't gonna wait for us forever!" renjun looked at jaemin and jeno who gave him a thumbs up, jaemin being extra and adding a wink to the end. renjun chuckled, his mood and aura cheering up slowly as he quickly followed up with yangyang as they left the room. jaemin and jeno sighed. "we're not dying today, thank god."

"i know."

~*~

"and the choreographer was being huge dick even though i didn't do anything! i really wanted to snap his neck, i really did.." as renjun continued to recant on, yangyang just listened with a big smile while brushing renjun's hair. yangyang knew renjun would be stressed as hell, he noticed the new choreographer renjun was talking about and he hated him as well. i mean the guy doesn't even have any memes on his phone which is a big no no to the nct group.

"okay, okay. calm down first, injun. why don't we just.. maybe play rock, paper, scissors!" renjun tilted his head in confusion. "why suddenly rock, paper, scissors?"

yangyang shrugged with a playful grin. "i don't know, just the first thing that came in my mind." renjun sighed, not knowing what to do with his boyfriend. yangyang hummed and tried to think of an idea that would spice up the boring game a little. "how about whoever wins, we get to kiss each other. deal?" renjun was already red and was not given time to reply as yangyang was very excited. "it's a deal then!"

renjun sweatdropped as his boyfriend's antic with a smile before getting into position. yangyang grinned, placing his fist on the palm of his hand. "rock, paper, scissor.. shoot!"

yangyang let out rock while renjun let out scissors.

yangyang cheered with a grin while renjun pouted at his defeat. yangyang slyly leaned in and kissed his forehead lovingly, making renjun blush, a rosy tint leaving on his cheek as yangyang pulled away. renjun puffed his cheeks as he declared another round. "rock, paper, scissors.. shoot!"

yangyang let out scissors while renjun let out paper.

yangyang chortled a laugh while renjun groaned and hid his face into his hands. yangyang blew a raspberry as he leaned in again, tilting renjun's face up to plant another kiss on his eyelid. yangyang pulled away with a sly grin on his face. "want another round, injun?"

"of course. i'm not stopping till i win." renjun said with some confidence as he placed his fist on his palm again, yangyang doing the same but with a more mocking aura. "rock, paper, scissors.. shoot!"

yangyang let out scissors while renjun let out paper.

renjun groaned loudly, hating the universe for these results on this game. yangyang just laughed as he steadied renjun by placing his hands on the dreamie's hips. he leaned in to place a peck on renjun's button nose, smiling like an idiot.

renjun huffed and declared a final round. with a nerve-wracking aura, they readied for a final round.

"rock, paper, scissors.....

shoot!"

finally, yangyang let out scissors while renjun let out rock.

"yes, finally!" renjun cheered out loud as he brought his fist to the air. yangyang just watched him with an amusing smile while sighing dramatically. "can't believe you won after like six hundred rounds of-" before yangyang could finish his sentence, renjun cut him off by smashing his lips against yangyang's. yangyang was a little shocked but smiled into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around renjun's waist, bringing him closer which let renjun sit on his lap. renjun also smiled into the kiss while placing his hands on yangyang's cheek, cupping his face gently.

as they pulled away for oxygen since they would legitimately die without it, renjun and yangyang giggled to themselves. renjun smiled at yangyang and leaned his forehead against yangyang's. "thank you, for being here."

"i should be saying that to you, injun."