wake me up

the familiarity had brought a sense of calm, allowing her to regain her composure somewhat. there was still no plan, no script in sight, but at least she had tea. really good tea.

Wei genuinely smiled at her as soon as the endearment left her mouth. It was comforting in a way he had never expected, having very few people in his life to call him that in the moment. His shoulders visibly relaxed as he leaned back. He took a sip of his own tea. “No offense to Korea, but the Chinese make better tea.” It was controversial, but there was no one around to understand his Mandarin but her so he quirked the corner of his lip up in a smile. She at least didn’t seem put off by his accent. He had people criticize him for it all the time when he went to Hong Kong, ignoring the fact that he had not lived there since he was four years old.

“I wonder how they will dress us up for it. It’s a pretty heartbreaking song,” he said. It was a bit strange to formally meet someone for the first time right as they were about to sing about a tragic break up. He had seen her around, but had a bit put off by hearing her choose Changmin as her bias (though, he supposed she couldn’t very well choose Danny and he did understand the urge). But, he had modeled enough before to know that was the norm. Besides, he was known as the romantic one and the song was on bran with that KTM wanted from him. 

He was hungry, after all. But walking the dog took priority. And Wei was calm most of the time, it surely would benefit his scattered brain to spend time with him. Maybe Wei would even let him chatter merrily for a few minutes until he got to ramble everything itching to get out of his head. Maybe he wouldn’t get to ramble but that’d be okay too. Just anything to make him stop feeling like his heart might burst soon. Perhaps he should write it down. Make it into yet another song Koala.T wouldn’t really care much for, add it to his and Danny’s graveyard of rejected lyrics.

Wei resented being called anyone’s father, even though the nitelights were fond of making gif sets about it. Considering his own relationship with his father, Wei was not fond of that title. Wei was not meant to be anyone’s fathers. Besides, he was not the even the oldest member of B.rite. That was Changmin’s job, though he was admittedly not in any shape to father anyone. Mother, maybe. While Wei had a soft spot for all the members, and whatever complicated feelings he had for Danny, Wei felt the need to look after Daehyun. He brought out some type of instinct. Plus, he was so genuinely kind, which was the complete of himself. So, when he saw him floundering, he invited him to take a walk with him and Junior. Or, well, ordered him. Dae needed some sunlight in his life and much like the other younger members of B.rite, he had a difficult time saying no to him.

“Don’t worry, we can get take out. My treat,” he said. His dad might have cut him off years ago, but he had been theoretically let back in with the popularity of B.rite. It would reflect badly if people realized he was a jerk to his only biological son, much less a very beloved member of B.rite. “Besides, you need the calories if you are going to keep working to the bone in the studio. But, first, we have to take my favorite member of B.rite for a walk.” He nuzzled Junior’s face. He was not even a dog person and somehow, the little guy had wormed his way into his heart. He preferred cats before him, not that he ever had a pet before. Cats just seemed so much more low maintenance, so much more like him. 

@idmeiying​

taking a seat on a nearby chair, she smiled towards the person she presumed was the producer of the track. “is there anyone else we are waiting for? i’m excited to start recording. the demo that i got to listen to sounded very good.” anything to get the play back onto her terms.

Wei was not exactly used to people avoiding him. At least, not before he did something questionable to them, which happened albeit a bit too often. Though, he supposed Meiying could have been embarrassed about her relationship with Danny. Whatever that was. The two spent an awful lot of time together, considering Danny never talked about her and they were often ending up together on the panns. Then again, Danny never talked about Jia with Wei either. It was for the best, considering his own complicated feelings towards the maknae, but it still meant he had no idea what Meiying thought of him. 

He proceeded to sit down next to her, offering a cup of tea he had prepared himself. She was pretty. He wondered if she spoke Mandarin or Cantonese, or both. It would be nice to speak his father’s tongue outside of his house. He usually spoke Korean or Thai with his mom. His dad was not exactly on speaking terms with him at the moment, which meant he was rusty. Though he was proud to consider himself a Korean, he still wanted to keep touch with his roots. Hopefully, Meiying would not judge his pronunciation too harshly.

“I hope you like your tea like this,” he said in Mandarin. He tried to smile comfortingly at her, knowing she was probably nervous. After all, who wouldn’t be? Everyone was always nervous when working with him, whether it was because of how he looked, B.rite, or his dad. Usually, the latter two. “I took a bit of a guess. It’s how I like my tea.” 

Good afternoon everybody, it is Crystal, mother of Wei, Hojun, and Jia about to hit you up with three intro posts. I decided to start with Wei as he literally changed the least of all my kids (because he insists he is perfect as is or something).  Here are some plots we could do or like this intro and I’ll slide into your DMs. Add me on discord: CrystalSnow#8754 or message me on any of my three accounts here. 

LOADING INFORMATION ON B.RITE’S LEAD VOCAL, LEAD DANCE WANG WEI…

“i’m just not good enough,” he managed a few moments later, hands curling into fists again. “i can’t do it, and i don’t know why.”

Wei was never good with feelings. The Wangs were fond of shoving emotions, preferring to bottle them deep inside until they popped up in the form of an affair or a hostile takeover of a small foreign company. They never actually talked about their feelings. The Onruangs were not much better. None of it made Wei well adjusted, but the years of rubbing elbows with people he didn’t like made him seem sufficiently charming to get by. Unfortunately, it did not make him a good friend. Aside from his relationships with 1nferno, he ruined every somewhat positive relationship in his life because he was always too “closed off” or “cold” or “selfish”. As it was, he had to work his ass off to keep 1nferno from hating him. It was clear he was not the easiest one to get along with in the group and he was pretty sure the maknaes were occasionally scared of him, though he doubted they would ever say that to his face. 

“It happens when you are born this handsome,” he automatically said. Wei regretted immediately afterwards, but he always had a habit of being glib when he was uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and patted Woosung’s back. Oh god, if he cried, Wei did not know what he would do. He never cried himself, even when overwhelmed. He sometimes wondered if his tear ducts still worked. “Just don’t get in your own head. You’re much more likable than all of us. If you get nervous, just turn to me, alright? You don’t have to do this alone. We are all going to be there. And if there’s a lull, I can talk about Seo getting us lost in Chile. You know I nearly lost my shoes to bikers?”

“doubt it. streets seem pretty dead or you know, not like any taxis would pass by around here soooo, let’s just keep walking. we gotta reach somewhere eventually! it’s not like this is the end of the world, we’ll come across somewhere and you’ll have no choice but to say ‘oh great on, you were right, as always’ and then we’ll ride into the sunset, happy and shit and hopefully drunk as fuck.” so he keeps holding wei while they walk, “are you mad at your hyung? be honest.”

“I wouldn’t call it mad. Annoyed, maybe,” he said. “Irritated, a little. Also, I definitely thinks this is going to be brought up in all the variety shows we are on from now on. And I am going to make sure they know it is your fault,” he said, only half-joking. Wei was definitely going to bring it up the next time there was a lull; clearly, all of 1nferno was only decent at variety while with each other, playing off of each other. They had that type of dynamic. Alone, most of them were not exactly fun to watch, with the exception of Danny, who was clearly the variety king of 1nferno. However, Wei had to step up his game to keep them in the spotlight. Apparently, being good singers and dancers was not good enough for the netizens. 

“I could never be mad at my hyung,” he said, surprisingly honestly. 1nferno was like his family. Albeit, a very dysfunctional family with one member having funny feelings towards another member, but Danny was always like a distant cousin more than anything. “But again, you are going to be retired and I am still going to be telling this story. Even to our grandkids,” he said. Wei reluctantly patted him on the back, wanting to show him he didn’t mean all of it. Though, he definitely meant some of it. He was frankly a little too honest around his fellow members, especially when he wanted some decent merlot.

“oh, excuse me!” jinhwan called as he caught up to danny, moving to stand in front of him. he put on his most charming smile, cute and disarming. “i don’t think i got a chance to introduce myself! i’m jinhwan, from xlnc.” he gave a quick bow, his bangs fluttering around his forehead with the movement. “i’ve heard a lot about you from wei,” he added eagerly, turning on the charm. he didn’t know how danny felt about him, or if he’d heard anything bad about jinhwan from wei, but he wanted to try as hard as possible to get danny on his side. jinhwan let out a chuckle, sending out a silent apology out to jia, wherever she was, for what he was planning to do. “sorry for chasing after you, but i couldn’t wait to meet you.”

Wei had never understood violent urges. He never had them, had never been that kind of person. It all seemed incredibly uncivilized, no matter how angry he was, no matter how upset. The only time he had ever had that overwhelming emotion was when he had shoved Jinhwan, back when they ended their friendship. However, watching Jinhwan make his way to Danny made him feel all sorts of violent emotions and desires. Most of them ended with his fist clashing with Jinhwan’s throat. He cursed his past self for ever thinking of trusting him with something so personal. No one else knew his dirty little secret aside from him, so of course he was going to lord it over him. 

He went through all the potential scenarios; the worst one seemed to be Jinhwan announcing in front of everyone that he had romantic feelings for Danny. It was, thankfully, highly unlikely. It could backfire on him if he outed him, especially if it was his word against him. No, it was much more likely he would just tell Danny; it would not necessarily ruin his career, but it would be incredibly mortifying, especially since they were currently roommates. It could lead to 1nferno going up in actual flames. Wei suddenly wished he had just left Danny rooming with Woosung, though he had done it for the good of the group. Also, to protect Woosung’s innocence. After all, there was a good chance Woosung was inevitably going to walk in one day on Danny and Jia one day and that was something no one wanted. 

“To be honest, singing is kind of all I want to do.” Daehyun shrugged and gave Wei another shy, mildly lopsided smile. “That and producing. I guess as long as it has to do with music and less so me having to entertain people by being funny or anything, I’m willing to try, though.” He had always been so set on this idea of his future, now it was a bit hard to imagine an alternate reality where he focused his efforts on something else. “You did some modeling, right? Is that what you want to do, next to singing?”

Daehyun had no way of knowing that was such a complicated question for him. In a sense, modeling did make him happy. He was not sure why; yes, he was attractive and he adored showing it off to anyone who was willing to see it, but that was not really the appeal. He adored the fact that it was something that was his, something he had not gotten because of who his dad was, but based on his own abilities. Admittedly, he had been born with the face he had, but he had to maintain it. Besides, there was actual skill involved in modeling. He had to take some pride in it. It was also what led him on the path to being an idol. They were the only two jobs he ever had, but also more than he ever expected. “I like modeling. Not more than singing, but I’ve been doing since I was fifteen. It would be really weird for me to stop,” he said. “Still, I also want to try my hand at producing someday. Maybe not for myself though.” He would rather not be held accountable for his own words. Others could instead. “Well, not at first. I mean, I like the credit, but that would definitely be a way to get my name out there.” Besides, they would then owe him one.

“we’ll ask someone else, let’s keep walking. left or right? you get to choose and if you hesitate, then you’re an idiot just like myself. so choose wisely.”

“And people wonder why I always list you as the member of 1nferno I am least likely to date,” Wei muttered. “Left.” It was a completely random choice, but he figured random is what they were going for at the moment. Besides, he was not about to die in Chile at the hand of shady characters. They probably did not know where their high priced hotel was anyways, especially based on their off brand pleather jackets. He cleared his throat. “So, oh great one, why could’t we drink in the hotel again? I know for a fact there was a nice Cabernet there. And people who I can actually talk to.” He was glad Junior was safely in the hotel during this excursion, as were Woosung and Danny presumably. He could only take care of one child at the moment. Admittedly, Seokyung was the last one he ever expected to get him in this mess. He sighed. “Good thing you’re pretty, or else I would never forgive you,” he joked. Sighing, he began the walk left, leading the way though it made no sense.