#bangjoong

↬ Word Count: 1676 ↬ Fandom: Stray Kids & Ateez ↬ Genre: Fluff ↬Ship: Chan x Hongjoong ↬ Summary: Today was the day; KQ and JYPE had finally agreed to a get-together, might as well see how, since Kingdom, both Atiny’s and Stay's had basically teamed up. And both entertainment companies loved the publicity. What better way to kick off 2026 than to have two of the biggest K-pop groups do videos?

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A/N: Okay few things, I love this ship, and tbh one of my go-tos! Another thing…Hongjoong’s hair color- okay, I'm not 100% sure if it's still orange or if it's the light brown. But I'm going with the curly light brown. (He looks adorable, sue me!) 

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“HYUNG!” 

The sound of Wooyung’s voice echoed down the hallway. Chan visibly tensed and sighed. Changbin had already fled out the door along with everyone else, well, except for Seungmin, who just rolled his eyes. He knew his group would be noisy today.

Today was the day; KQ and JYPE had finally agreed to a get-together, might as well see how, since Kingdom, both Atiny’s and Stay's had basically teamed up. And both entertainment companies loved the publicity.

What better way to kick off 2026 than to have two of the biggest K-pop groups do videos? 

Chan looked over at Seungmin, who was currently on his phone. Chan frowned, “Don’t you wanna go catch up?”

Seungmin nodded and looked up, “They’ll be in here, in like, 20 seconds.”

Chan nodded; that was true.

Even from the hallway, Chan could hear the shouting, “Poor Joong.” He thought, trying not to laugh at the younger leader. From everything that he knows about Hongjoong, he knows the smaller is more than capable in handiling the groups. Ateez's chaos matches theirs in a way that would probably stupefy scientists and half the idol industry. 

Though that doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel bad for making him put up with 13 wild hooligans, maybe 12 if Seonghwa wasn’t joining in on the chaos that he knew was unfolding.

Chan stood, stretching and glanced over at Seungmin once again, “I’ma go save Hongjoong from that chaos.”

“Good luck,” Seungmin said, unwilling to look up from his phone, “oh, and don’t die out there.”

“Comforting, Min, very comforting.”

“No problem.”

Chan rolled his eyes, already moving towards the door to the hallway, he could practically hear Seungmin's smirk in the tone.

Chan opened the door to see his and Hongjoong’s members talking, yelling, comparing, and, for some unknown reason, Jisung comparing Wooyoung and Hyunjin. From the corner, Hongjoong was visibly malfunctioning, poor guy probably tried the Leader voice, and it backfired. 

“Okay.” He whispered to himself, shaking his head, yes, they were all really close, had been, going on for 5 years now, actually. But that did not at all mean that they weren’t chaotic.

Chan shook his head yet again and maneuvered past them, seemingly unnoticed—they were definitely distracted then—then crouched next to Hongjoong, “Hey, let's go before we end up losing what little sanity we have left.” he stood and held out his hand.

Hongjoong’s head snapped up as soon as Chan started talking. “Yes,” He immediately took Chan’s hand, as the older pulled him up with ease.

Chan had definitely gotten stronger since 2021. Not that he totally doesn’t pay for Chan’s Bubble. Nope, not at all… Okay maybe–

Chan had yet to let go of the younger's hand as he guided him out the door, the honey-haired male just walked through.

Chan smiled, “Missed you,” Chan muttered softly, grip tightening around the shorter's hand, “I hate that we can’t talk more.”

Hongjoong nodded, blinking the tears away.

He and Chan had been together for about two years. After Kingdom, they kept in touch, talking, late-night calls while writing, just comfortable silence most nights, since Hongjoong didn’t actually like being alone in the studio. They’d opened up over those two years before getting together. When they did get together, touching had been a major concern for Hongjoong, but Chan loved hugs, hand holding, and kisses. Hongjoong worried that he’d be asking too much of Chan to hold off on that stuff.

It wasn’t that Hongjoong had anything wrong or that he had an issue; he just disliked physical touch, especially when stressed. He was okay with it sometimes, and his members respected that. Of course, Chan did too, which was why Chan always asked, let Hongjoong either tell him, or let him initiate anything. Hongjoong appreciated that, always had, Chan was always loving and gentle, never once tried suggesting therapy, or being “fixed”.

Hand-holding at the moment was okay; he was safe, calm—despite the chaos from both groups—and Chan was probably taking him to the studio.

Yes, no one actually knew they were together, nor did people even look into it—you know, minus a select few fans that wrote fanfiction or drew amazing fanart. But they couldn’t just come out and say it. There’d be so much drama that it wouldn’t be worth telling the world. They liked—loved—their privacy. Their members didn’t even know, which, all in all, wasn’t surprising at all; the past two years, both groups have been insanely busy.

When they reached the studio, the door behind him clicked shut, and the older opened his arms, asking softly. The shorter immediately moved forward. He missed Chan’s hugs; he wasn’t big on them in general, but it had been at least since August, right before he left for their tour for “In Your Fantasy.” A full 5 months since then. 

“I missed you,” Hongjoong mumbled softly, tucking his head under Chan’s chin. He felt clingy, drained, and like he needed a 12-hour coma. Chan probably felt the same, considering the hug and the sigh he let out.

Chan kissed the top of his hair, inhaling softly, breathing him in, “missed you too, aegiya.”

The younger smiled a little, his heart still fluttered every time Chan called him that.

“Come on, we've got about 5 minutes of talking and cuddling before we have to go back,” Chan said with a sigh.

Hongjoong whined, knowing full well that that wasn’t going to do shit, but he felt emotional today, so who cares.

“I know.”

Hongjoong smiled and chuckled softly, “We got this.”

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“Okay, really, don’t be difficult, Wooyoung.” Seonghwa groaned, looking at the whiteboard.

Said whiteboard had the dorms labeled, Stray Kids were sharing with them. Chan and Hongjoong were standing in front, while the other sat down like children in a kindergarten class. 

There were four dorms:

Dorm 1: Bang Chan Jeongin Dorm 2: Lee Know Han Dorm 3: Changbin Hyunjin Dorm 4: Felix Seungmin

Hongjoong looked between the whiteboard and his members, “Okay, who wants to pair with who?”

Everyone started talking at once. Chan sighed, closing his eyes, while Hongjoong sighed and let his head drop. 

Wooyoung, Mingi, Changbin, and Felix wanted to have a group thing all in one dorm. Seungmin and Yeosang just moved away from the group. San, Lee Know, Han, and Seonghwa agreed, somehow unchaotically. Yunho, Jongho, Jeongin, and Hyunjin weren’t even paying attention.

Chan opened his eyes, scanning and looking over at Hongjoong, which the younger was looking suspiciously happy with himself.

He took the marker and erased everything, “No complaining, alright?”

He heard huffed responses and uncapped the marker:

Dorm 1: Chan - Me (Hongjoong) Seungmin - Yeosang Dorm 2: Lee Know - Han San - Seonghwa Dorm 3: Changbin - Wooyoung Felix - Mingi Dorm 4: Jeongin - Jongho Hyunjin - Yunho

Hongjoong stepped back, “Lights out by midnight. If there is any screaming, yelling, fighting, loud noises, or anything that disturbs anyone, then you will pack up, and I’ll make you sleep in the practice room. Is everyone clear?”

Ateez nodded, sighing as they had already planned after midnight chaos, and it was taken from them.

Chan looked at his members, “Answer, he’s a leader, what he says goes for all of you guys.”

Everyone looked stunned but nodded. Hongjoong looked at his members, “Same thing for you guys.”

Chan stepped closer to everyone, “Look, this is how everything will be for at least the next three days and four nights. We need to all work together.” Chan shifted a little, glancing over everyone, “Cameras are going to be everywhere, so be careful, cameras go up at 7 am and last till 8 pm.”

Hongjoong nodded, “Chaos is okay for a little while, but it doesn’t need to be chaotic, especially since we have a little free time. Relax a little before the cameras go up. I know everyone is excited, just do what you normally do.” 

“Remember to have fun,” Chan added softly, “I know this is going to be both new and familiar since we all spent time together during Kingdom. Get to know each other before you roast eachother.” He looked directly at Seungmin, who immediately looked away.

A soft laugh echoed through the practice room as Chan dismissed everyone so they could start heading out to the dorms and setting up.

Hongjoong smiled softly towards Chan.

Yeah, they got this.

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“Channie-” Hongjoong whined as Chan took forever picking a movie. It was around 10 pm, and everyone was calm…ish.

“Calm down,” Chan chuckled, browsing the dvd’s they had, knowing the other members were probably on the streaming services. 

Hongjoong sighed and turned to face the window, which was fogged up. He drew little stars with his fingers, running them along the glass like he used to back when he first met Chan. While recording “Playing With Paint,” He’d sat near the window during a break and drew stars.

The smaller smiled softly at the memory. Hearing a laugh and arms around his waist, Hongjoong moved closer automatically, “If I could, I’d steal the stars for you…” Chan whispered softly.

“That's cheesy,” the younger laughed a little, looking up softly. Though he knew it was true. Chan would do things like that if he could.

Chan could be a little intense sometimes, not that he minded. Chan was just… Chan was possessive in a soft way. If the younger read a hate comment and was close to tears, Hongjoong would just remember Chan’s voice whispering that they didn’t matter. They weren’t the stars.

Chan’s nickname for him, since, well, since forever… “My star.”

Hongjoong didn’t mind, for once, he turned off being an idol, and just let himself exist in his boyfriend's arms.

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A/N: "aegiya" Means "baby" in Korean, a term of endearment.