Jealousy
Ot8 x fem!reader (individually) || jealousy trope
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Kim Hongjoong
Hongjoong was never someone you would call subtle.
He never tried to hide how he felt and always spoke up loudly when need be.
So when he was sitting in the crowd at the award show they just finished performing at, breathes coming heavy as he shrugged off his jacket, he wasn't happy in the slightest when he looked down and saw what you were doing.
Well not what you were doing really, what he was doing.
You were with your own group, you giggling with one of the members next you. He felt a smile on his lips as he saw you laugh. Your group was scheduled to go up later and he was sure you were nervously anticipating it.
His smile dropped just as fast.
A hand tapped your shoulder from behind. You turned, looking back and up to the man. He smiled, leaning down and whispering something in your ear. You nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
His jaw ticked at your face, brows scrunching up in that way they did whenever you were concentrating as you listened to whatever the man said. His foot tapped rapidly under his seat as he let out a loud huff.
Seonghwa looked to his side, a smile growing as he followed his gaze a couple rows down.
"Doesn't look like something to get this upset over," he laughed, patting his leg and sitting back. Hongjoong let out another huff, never letting his eyes leave you. You were getting up, following the guy somewhere up the stairs. He lost sight of you and he turned forward, now aware of Mingi and Yunho looking back and smiling evilly at him from the row in front.
"Got something to say Cap?" Mingi arched a brow at him and Yunho laughed.
"Drop it," Hongjoong grumbled, sitting back and crossing his arms.
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"What did he want?" Hongjoong's voice was a whisper against your ear as you stepped out from your changing room. Your skirt sparkled in the low light of back stage, your hand mid adjustmest of your mic.
You turned to see him, smiling at him in that way that made his resolve melt.
"Joongie~" you gave him a peck on the cheek and swung his hand in between you two. He let out a sigh.
"Angel really," he laughed at himself now, seeing the look of complete adoration you were giving him. "What am I going to do with you when you're too friendly with other men and I can't stand them even walking past you," he sighed.
You laughed, his own kiss finding your cheek as your members called you over for first positions.
"I guess you'll have to try a little harder."
"At keeping your attention or averting theirs?"
You smiled at him for a moment, the glowing expression turning into something playful and teasing.
"Yes."
Park Seonghwa
Seonghwa had no idea how to even start explaining this situation.
One moment he was eating lunch with his girlfriend at her favorite cafe, watching you run to the bathroom with that adorable half run you did when you were in a rush but trying not to seem like it.
And the next he was tapping his finger on the table as he watched you over the the rim of his cup, you happily laughing at a table of what he assumed as old friends.
One of the girls was telling you some story, showing you something on her phone. You leaned down to see, a smile lighting up your face.
Of course he never minded you having friends, he normally loved seeing you interact with them. How you laughed and pulled people towards you with that same aura that pulled him towards you in the first place.
But was it so wrong of him to feel a little dejected when he finally was able to sneak you out from both of your schedules to go out for the day just for you to get stollen away again by your friends from college.
He sighed, putting his cup down and pulling out his phone.
The screen stayed black as he pretended to swipe while glancing at you. You were leaning on the back of a chair now, looking at someone elses phone and laughed.
His jaw ticked when one of the guys put a hand over yours on the chair. When he didn't move it he finally couldn't take it anymore.
He cleared his throat loudly, practically fake yelling. The sound traveled across the room, drawing your attention. You looked over, Seonghwa nodding at the chair across from him and the melting ice in your cup. He saw acknowledgement flash in your eyes as you turned back to your friends. You waved and came back to your table.
"Sorry," you laughed, sitting back down and taking a drink. "Got stuck in a story."
Seonghwa glanced over at your friends for a second, the guy from before still watching you. He took a breath and stood, you watching him closely wondering where he was going.
"Love?"
He stepped over to your side of the table, leaning down and tipping your chin up. Your eyes widened as he leaned down and kissed you.
When he backed away your shocked face drew a laugh out of him.
"As much as I love your social ability, I really wish it was easier to keep your attention all to myself," he whispered, smiling slyly as he sat back down. You coughed, smiling and looking at him with shock and amusement.
He winked at you, taking another drink from his latte.
"So... what was the story?"
Jeong Yunho
Yunho looked appalled.
Mingi was laughing hysterically behind him.
Hongjoong was trying his best to mediate but... failing as his own laughter took over him.
Wooyoung and Yeosang... well they just weren’t helping in the slightest.
The five of them were out shopping, not really looking for anything in particular besides some fresh air and a good walk. They were going through the gaming section, Yeosang winning in a demo game against Wooyoung and Mingi when Yunho heard an all to familiar sound.
He smiled immediately, perking up form the shelves and looking around. Hongjoong came up to him, looking around confused.
"What are you looking for?" he asked, holding the game the other three were playing. Yeosang gave a cheer as he won another round, followed by a matching pair of groans.
"I thought I heard..." there it was again.
Your unmistakable laugh.
His smile widened and he stepped into the outer aisle and looked into the neighboring ones.
He didn't know what you were doing today, having left early enough this morning that you were still dead asleep. He had tried to say goodbye but you were too groggy to even hear him.
He skipped into the next aisle, sliding to a stop when he saw you. He was about to call out to you when he saw who you were talking to. It was another manager, you two were probably there to get supplies for the big practice coming up next week.
But the way he was looking at you... he was not having it in the slightest. Hongjoong had just caught up with him, the other three in tow when you laughed at something he said again. Your back was turned, crouched down on the floor to look at some of the drinks.
He was leaning down, hands on his knees and a look on his face that said more than just coworkers.
Mingi started laughing the moment he saw Yunho's face distort into disgust. Wooyoung was arguing with Yeosang about the game still, making more noise in the background.
Hongjoong was desperately looking back and forth and trying to them all to quiet down. The noise drew your attention and you looked towards them.
You smiled, sweet like honey and stood. You hummed as you went up to them, trying to not seem too happy about seeing him. He knew you didn't like your coworkers knowing about you two since they got uptight about working with you but good lord.
This was too much.
He looked down at you and smiled, ruffling your hair a bit before looking back up at the man still by the drinks. He was upright now, giving a polite but stiff smile and bow.
"And who's this?" he asked, his voice taking that deep tone you always made fun of. You turned to your coworker, introducing him.
"Just a work friend, were prepping for the practices next week," you hummed, taking a step back and looking Hongjoong and the game in his hand. Immediately you went into the game, drawing Wooyoung and Yeosang from their argument. Mingi was still laughing behind Yunho as his hand found its way to your back. One glare and a head jab towards the exit was all it took.
When you looked back to see your coworker gone you looked to your boyfriend confused.
"What? We still needed too--"
"We'll go with you," Yunho interjected immediately, offering his hand to you and pulling you along.
You didn't need to know your perfect puppy of a boyfriend had a jealous streak to him.
Kang Yeosang
Yeosang shocked you every time something like this happened.
Even his confession to you was quiet and thoughtful. You had never known him to really have an outburst unless it was pent up over weeks. He was always just so... level headed.
Level headed could go straight in the trash for all he cared now.
It was raining heavily outside the main building. He had rushed out of practice to catch you before you left. He knew you left your umbrella at home and he knew you would just run home if no one stopped you.
He ran through the halls, Seonghwa calling after him as he went. He found you right outside the front door. He swung his umbrella around his arm once, smiling as he jogged up to the door.
He stopped before opening it.
Someone was holding an umbrella out to you, it was like a scene out of a movie. A car drove by, headlights shining through the rain and bouncing off the rain in your hair. He knew you didn't mean to be making that face of confusion, the one that made you look like a little puppy looking up at him.
He had no clue who the guy was or why he was even at the company building. He felt his chest twist when your hand moved up to grab the umbrella. He grabbed the door handle and swung it open without a second thought.
You always loved to tease him that his muscles were just for show with his lack of bite back with the members. He lets them tease and flick at him as much as they want and has always taking your jabs easily. He knew he could argue more but what was the point most of the time.
Now. Now was the point.
He pushed the mans hand away, along with his umbrella and opened his own. He swung it above both of your heads, ignoring how the shoulder of his jacket was getting soaked as he covered you.
You looked over at him, eyes wide with that same adorably confused look he loved. You smiled at him before glancing back at the other man. You think he was a delivery worker but you really had no idea. Yeosang wasn't looking at you, even as his free hand made its way around your waist. He was giving the other man a once over.
You were taken aback for a moment at the look in his eyes. It looked like pure judgement at first before morphing into amusement. You blinked at him for moment.
This had happened a couple of times before and it always took you aback. The look in his eyes as he judged whoever it was that you were talking to before an amused look took over his expression. You could tell what he was thinking immediately when that smile took over.
'I'm better'
You took a breath as his gaze finally left him as he took his umbrella back and nodded, walking away. He looked down to you, the rain glitter in your hair and eyes now filled with awareness. His confidence gave way to a sheepish grin.
"What?"
"You have a horrible jealousy streak in you," you sighed, reaching up and fixing his hair. You laughed as he pouted at you.
"You always tell me to fight back but when I do you make fun of me," he whined at you. You rolled your eyes, looking back through the door to see the rest of the boys shaking their heads and laughing.
You smiled, thinking of how he must of looked running out of practice to get to you before you got in the rain.
"Alright," you grabbed his hand from your waist and threaded your fingers with him. "I guess it is pretty cute seeing you smug for once."
Choi San
San was actually watching happily.
You were dancing with Yunho in the practice room, him trying to teach you a move they just added to a song. You were actually doing pretty decent, Wooyoung calling out directions from the floor in front of you two.
He was in the corner across the room with Yeosang ordering drinks for everyone. He smiled watching you making a mini version of the movements as Yunho showed you again. He was about to leave the drink ordering to Yeosang and go join you when the backup dancers came in. They were practicing with them for part of practice today and were coming in to set up over break.
But the a couple went and joined your little lesson, standing on either side of You and Yunho and copying the movements.
You laughed as one of them freestyled a bit, doing a wave with their arms towards you. You continued it down the line, all of you laughing as it came back.
The dancer that stood next to you smiled down at you in a way San knew all too well.
The same way he knew he looked at you all the time when you did anything cute. The way he looked at you all the time.
He took a breath, crossing his arms and leaning back on the wall. Yeosang's voice drifted off in his head as he focused in on your face in the mirror.
You were completely oblivious to the look you were receiving. Yunho had noticed it though, looking back at San and giving a pursed, amused smile at seeing his face.
Yunho put a hand on your back, pushing you a bit forward towards Wooyoung. You looked back at him confused as Woo let out a laugh, both gestured back to where San was standing. Both you and the dancer looked back to him.
The dancer caught one glance at the dark look on his face and gave you a quick bow before walking away, pale and stiff. You tilted your head and came over, looking up at him and grabbing his hand.
"Whats wrong?" you looked over to where Yeosang was still happily scrolling through drinks, looking over to his phone screen. "Did they not have the strawberry one you like?"
San felt his frustration melting away as you tapped Yeosang to show you his screen. He turned it towards you, pointing out a couple as he scrolled for what he wanted. You nodded along, stopping when you saw San's normal drink and looking back to him.
"Hun, its right here why are you upset?" Your brows rose when you saw his face again. "oh you’re not upset anymore, was it really the drink?"
He smiled, you could always read him so well even when he wasn't in a talkative mood. He ruffled your hair, you complaining in response. This seemed to always happen when he felt even a twinge of jealousy, you would come back to him and completely take the feeling away.
You looked back to him and sighed.
"Well I'm going back to my 'lesson'," you huffed, rushing back to Yunho and Wooyoung. Wooyoung looked back to San and laughed loudly, Yunho following suit.
You looked at them confused, not seeing San putting a hand over his face as it flushed. It was embarrassing how well they read him too.
Song Mingi
Mingi had zero clue that it was jealousy he was feeling.
He had that look on his face when he was confused, concerned, and shocked all at the same time. He watched your performance from last night. You were in the dorm kitchen with Seonghwa and San, the three of you debating over the best type of hot chocolate. He knew rationally you were right there in his kitchen, arguing over his hot chocolate, wearing his pajamas. Yet....
His chest was twisting painfully at your image on the screen, dancing with your other members with the male backup dancers.
You put a hand around your partners neck, arcing back and moving your hips, looked at the camera and smiling as you sung your line. You looked ridiculously attractive as the scarf around your waist fluttered behind you as you let go of the mans neck and walked to the middle of the stage and meeting up with the other members.
He didn't feel it as his leg started to shake under him as he watched the backup dancers circle around behind you all.
He was only drawn out of his focus when Seonghwa dropped down next to him on the couch, you and San still arguing in the kitchen. You were saying something about whipped vs heavy cream when Seonghwa sighed.
"They're gunna be at it for another hour if you don't stop her," he laughed, patting the back of Mingi's head. Mingi looked at him for a moment, glancing at the kitchen before going back to the screen.
The dancers were kneeling in front of you now as you mime moved their heads around. His brows furrowed again. Seonghwa looked between the screen and him for a moment before laughing under his breath.
"You look like a wounded puppy you know," he stood and dragged him up from the couch, pushing him towards the kitchen. "Go break them up and stop making yourself upset."
Mingi stumbled into the kitchen, a pout deep on his face as he watched you laugh at whatever San was fighting you on and cut open a hot chocolate packet. You were pouring it into a cup when you looked over San's shoulder to see your boyfriend staring at you confused.
You laughed, smiling at him and handing San a spoon.
"Mix this for me, even if your opinion on flavors is severely mess up," you patted his shoulder as he made a face at you, still grabbing the spoon and mug to mix the drink.
He watched you walk up to him, again thinking rationally you were smiling at him, in his apartment, hand coming to rest on his arm. But...
"You dance well with other men," he grumbled under his breath. You tilted your head at him, confused as you glanced to the living room. Realization dawned on your face at the performance from last night played on the screen.
You felt a laugh slip from you as you grabbed his hand, pulling him further into the kitchen and grabbing another mug and hot chocolate packet.
"I didn't know you could get jealous," you said as you poured some milk into the mug. "I guess this is a good taste of your own medicine. Look at how you act on stage and guess how I feel," you smiled at him over your shoulder. He looked at you appalled.
San laughed, handing you your mug and the spoon. You poured the packet and stirred as he went up to his friend.
"She's got you on that one," he patted his back as he passed to go sit with their senior. Mingi let out a huff and stepped behind you, arms wrapping around your waist and rest his head on top of yours.
"I don't like the new choreo," he whined quietly as you laughed.
"Oh you big baby," you flipped around with his mug. "What am I gunna do with you," you whispered, going on your toes and kissing his nose.
He fought a smile as he leaned down to kiss you.
Maybe he should act jealous more often if it got you to tease him like this every time.
Jung Wooyoung
Wooyoung's too confident in himself to get jealous… sorta.
Really it was almost annoying when you were being blatantly hit on and you would look over at him and he is just smiling, sending you a teasing wave and wink.
That being said you were not expecting anything different from this night out.
All the members were at a local pub, live music and people talking loudly around them. They were crammed at a table, talking over the music and taking shot after shot. Wooyoung was laughing at something San said when Mingi bumped his shoulder.
"I think you're being called," he nodded his head over to the bar where you were, a overly cheery bartender leaning to far over the bar top and talking to you about something. Obviously he wasn't paying much attention since you were sending furious looks to the table where your boyfriend sat.
Wooyoung laughed under his breath. He smiled at you and winked, just as he aways did. You sent a dark glare over your shoulder before turning back to him, hair flipping over your shoulder.
Wooyoungs smile faltered when you turned, Yunho letting out a laugh.
"You know it bothers you when people hit on her, why do you act like it doesn't," he clapped a hand on Mingi's shoulder as he leaned over the table and grabbed another bottle. Wooyoung rolled his eyes and set his easy smile back into place.
You were still talking to the bartender, the man now push a shot to you in your favorite shade of purple. His jaw ticked.
You were talking to him a lot huh?
His finger tapped on his bottle rapidly for a moment before he let out an aggressive sigh. He downed a shot and stood, chair scraping and drawing the tables attention.
"Oh my gosh he's actually gunna do something," San gasped, coming out of his drowse to pay attention to this.
"This should go down on the calendars," Seonghwa laughed. Wooyoung felt his head buzz as he stepped up behind you, catching the tail end the question he asked you.
"--plans for after this? I get off soon," he smiled at you. Wooyoung took a breath and ran a hand down your spine. You straightened, eyes wide as you looked to him.
After that little wink earlier you had no faith he would come get you out of this conversation. But now his hand rested warm on your back, glasses pushing back his hair and an easy smile on his lips as he looked at the bartender.
"Another round," he nodded to the table where everyone waved. The bartender gave a strained smile and looked back at you, apparently missing how you were looking at Wooyoung.
"Be right back Hun," the tender winked at you and walked away.
"You suck," you griped, grabbing at his shirt. Wooyoung wanted to laugh and tease you, wanted to kiss the top of your head and sit you back at the table and ignore all this. But his hand stayed firm on your back as he watched the bartender grab a couple more bottles.
He never made it seem like this stuff affected him but really... how could it not. He thought getting you to date him would be the hardest part, he never considered keeping everyone off you while dating him would be worse.
You drew people to you at a rate he could never keep up. Every guy that came up to you made his jaw tick and chest twist. But he really did love the glares you would send him when he would smile at you, and loved your nagging when you finally got back to him.
He could only hold out so long though.
You tilted your head and tapped at his side, finally winning his attention. He looked to you, his thoughts being wiped clean at your stare. The lights caught in your eyes in a way that they almost twinkled, cheeks flushed a bit from the shots you took when you first got there.
"You're right," he laughed, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear and pulling you away from the bar. "Lets go before he comes back."
Choi Jongho
Jongho has this air about him.
You honestly don't even know if he knows what jealousy feels like.
Jongho unfortunately knew exactly what it felt like, feeling it all to often. Like right now.
You were just getting a drink from the vending machine, hard focused on the options as you poked the corner of his card to your cheek and pushed air from one cheek to the other.
He was happily watching you, adoring the look you got when you were trying to make a decision and couldn't choose. He was about to call you back over when someone else came up from behind you. He leaned down to talk to you, pointing at one of the options and sending you a glance.
Jongho's smile fell, his jaw ticking as the mans hand moved up to go to your back before stopping and going back to his side. You didn't pay him any mind, barely even nodding at him as you stayed focused on what to choose.
Finally you chose, he could see your eyes brighten as you tapped his card and pressed two buttons. Two cans of coffee dropped and you grabbed them, the man looking at the second can expectantly.
He grasped his hands together tightly, leaning forward and tapping his foot on the ground. He took a deep breathe, watching your face morph into confusion at whatever he was saying.
He felt a hand on his shoulder, Yeosang's voice came from behind him flooded with amusement.
"Practice starts back up soon. I would uh..." he looked between Jongho and the scene playing out across the room. "Wrap up whatever that is quickly."
Jongho stood up so fast Yeosang jumped back a bit.
"Good luck," he laughed quietly as he watched his friend stride over to where you were.
Jongho's arms casually draped itself over your shoulders, a hand grabbing the second can from you.
"Practice is starting soon," he said quietly, eyes moving from your cheek to the man now looking at you both.
He looked shocked, giving an awkward bow and a loud swallow before jerkily walking away. You could feel his smile against your cheek as his gave you a peck. You rolled your eyes.
"I can't imagine that was warranted," you turned a bit to look at him. He had that sly smile on his face that made you suspicious of everything he said after. It always was something to get you in trouble, and you always fell for it with that look.
"It was fully warranted," he moved to open the can and take a drink, slipping his card out of your hand and tapping it against your forehead with a little laugh. "You're just blind to your charms."
You gave him a smile, letting him pull you to the practice room as they started up again.
Really his jealousy showed it self in such an odd way, but you couldn't lie as you sat down, watching him go back to the members and talking about the dance move they were learning.
It wasn't the worst thing to see him act like that.
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