a cinderella kind of moment
18k | Hendery/Xiaojun | T+ | AO3
Hendery has a step-by-step plan for what he needs to do to have a good night out - not as Prince Kunhang, fourth in line to the throne, but as just Hendery. It's not too much to ask for one night out and away from his responsibilities, is it? He just wants to have fun. What Hendery does not have a plan for is a pink-haired boy with killer eyebrows, a sweet singing voice, and a weird group of friends.
Or: Hendery takes the subway, has a daiquiri, bleaches his hair, makes some new friends, loses a shoe, and maybe falls in love. But not in that order.
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ALL FOR LOVE
Summary: Dejun's in love with his best friend, Kunhang. But being in love with your best friend also means doing what hurts the most: letting go and making them the happiest you can.
Pair: Xiaojun • Hendery
Genre: Angst, Romance, Childhood Friends to Lovers
"Dude, what the heck? Stop biting me!"
Dejun remembers it clearly: It was seventh grade and while the two of them played Minecraft on the school computers (they absolutely weren't supposed to), Dejun suddenly bit Kunhang's arm. He doesn't clearly remember why he did it, but it was the first time that it's happened either. It was a regular occurrence for one of them to be biting the other.
Kunhang was whining and Dejun huffed, taking his teeth off of Kunhang's arm and sulking. Seconds later, Kunhang did the exact same thing.
That's how they rolled. It was always something weird with those two. Always getting weird looks for being the odd, gross, loud kids. But they didn't mind very much, they wore that label rather proudly.
He remembers getting bullied and not really caring. He remembers the bad, but also the good. He remembers how Kunhang was with him nearly every single day.
Dejun also remembers the summer before high school, a sleepover at this kid named Chenle's house. He remembers that he'd been pretty close friends with Chenle until they hit high school and Chenle found a new crew. And he remembered how big Chenle's house was, with a lake and a hot tub and a big pool in the back. Chenle had three bedrooms -which Dejun found excessive- all to himself.
And after a night of hide and seek in the upstairs and giggling while watching Marvel movies and sneaking to dip their legs into the pool, Dejun had looked at his flip-phone and read the clock: 2:56 am.
They sat in one of Chenle's rooms, surrounded by pillows while they played music and played some sort of stupid kissing game. He didn't remember the rules, just that it was a ploy for the other boys to kiss each other. Within the past year, almost all of them realized that yeah, they're gay and don't know what to do about that.
Except Kunhang, who thought he was straight.
Dejun remembers laughing nervously when he was chosen to pick someone to kiss. His friend Ten had chosen him to choose, so it wasn't like he could kiss him back. He stared from Kunhang, to his friend Ten, and back to Kunhang. He remembers grabbing Chenle and tackling him down to the floor to avoid kissing Kunhang. Because why would he EVER kiss Kunhang? That was beyond gross in his mind.
Anyone but Kunhang.
He remembers taking photos last summer -the summer before senior year- waking up in the middle of the night to go with Kunhang and his parents and take photos on the beach, a drive an hour away. It was for their senior year, but Dejun didn't really get it. He was just happy to spend time with Kunhang. After all, the two of them were best bros.
But maybe something shifted because all he can remember is how nicely the golden sunrise hit Kunhang lightly tanned skin as he posed for a photo. Maybe it was his giggle while he ran down the sandy hills and chased Dejun. Maybe it was after the photoshoot, when they went to breakfast and shared Spotify playlists and ate way too many blueberry pancakes.
Honestly, Dejun doesn't know.
But now, he can't stop looking at Kunhang and feeling giddy, like everything is perfect. Like Hendery is his perfect soulmate, the one person in this world who understands him completely.
The only person who can complete him.
And now Dejun was eighteen, zoning out in his room, sitting on his bed, while his grandparents and dad played cards loudly in the living room. It was a Friday night and he didn't have dance practice anymore, so his weekends were pretty open now.
His phone buzzed in his hand, startling him from where he sat. Dejun looked down, opening his phone to Kunhang's texts where he gushed about some kid in his history class. A friend of a friend. His feelings for that friend or something, Dejun didn't know.
And because his friendship with Kunhang is about giving, and who would he be if he didn't give his full support?
So, like the idiot he is, he offered to become his wingman.
HIS. WINGMAN.
Nice going, dumbass.
Dejun shut his eyes and sighed, mentally kicking himself for wanting to help, wanting to sabotage himself. But Kunhang's happiness made him happy, so his immediate reaction was to help.
Because he's stupid.
Dejun chuckled darkly for a second and sighed in defeat, closing his phone. He wanted to scream or hit something, something! But all he could do was sob and lie back, sitting in the silence of his room and melt sadly into the puddle of blankets underneath him.
Dejun then realizes that he's in love with his best friend, Wong Kunhang.
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This is a teaser/prologue to the full story (started 2/6/23). You can read the rest of the fic here, chapter updates every week:
AO3: prettypink_hendery
Wattpad: hobibobi_ego
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