dispatch
warnings: angst, cursing, mature themes, smut, mdni, mentions of hacking, nudes, wrongfully leaked indecent images, fighting, arguing, throw up and vomit, crying, hate, harassment, legal issues, hurt, comfort.
summary: poly!dream x reader when dispatch releases footage that has the fans suspicious and starts the hate train against reader.
requested!
yn:
•you were the first one to see the article, it had a lengthy story about you and a link to anonymous google docs with videos and pictures of you with the dream members, you had no idea where they had come from or how they had got that footage, but it scared you.
• someone had hacked into your icloud account and was able to get into your photo albums, all without your knowledge, countless clips and snapshots of you with the members in your camera roll, now stolen and illegally uploaded to the internet through an unreachable IP address.
• it was 3am, you were the only one awake, now scrolling through hours of content. nude photos you have sent the members, photos they have taken of you, in bed, videos of you sucking them off, videos of you getting fucked by one or more of the members, pictures you had taken of them, everything was on display.
• your hands hands shake as you click onto the next file and each one is as graphic and violating as the last. you watchin horror as the once private videos you all took are now right there on the dispatch website, readily available in one clip. the sounds of your own voice making you feel sick, hearing them talking to you, telling you how beautiful you look for all of them, calling you petnames that are for just your ears, seeing you in ways that are for their eyes only now widespread news.
•you had all of these hidden on your phone in a locked album that needed your face id to unlock, but being an idol didn’t make it hard for someone to easily find a photo of your face and get in. you wouldn’t be so irresponsible to have them in your main camera roll waiting to be found.
• the sight of you and the members naked bodies staring back at you on your laptop has your chest heaving. watching haechan slap his length across your face before you take it into your mouth as he holds your phone steady and films you, or how jeno holds the camera infront of you to show off how dumb he’s making you go on his fingers and laughing, both of them had originally sent the videos into your encrypted group chat, planning to make everyone jealous, but now you want nothing more than to have these videos disappear, forever.
• the next is a collection of shaky blurry photos taken by jaemin, he’s behind you hitting it from the back and your face is pressed into chenles pelvis, eiffel towering you. you switche back and forth between your open tabs, reading the article more closely, and jumping back to the google doc.
• you know you have to tell them, wake them up and all of you delete anything else before more footage is released, change your icloud password, stop whatever hacker from infiltrating any more of your personal details, especially any financial info you keep on your phone. you slams your laptop shut and make your way to jenos bedroom, pushing the door open and coming straight to his side, usually when you wake jeno you’re gentle and calming, gently pulling him from slumber, but right now you’re freaking out and shaking him awake hurriedly.
• “wake up, you have to get up, i’ve been hacked” he sits up confused, thinking he’s dreaming “wha?… yn? baby what are you doing- yn!?” you’re dragging him up, sitting him up fully and handing him his phone so he can search it up. “oppa my icloud, it’s been hacked, i don’t know how or when but i have to change the password” “what do you mean hacked?” “i have to change the password, now, just go on the dispatch website, i’ll explain later” you leave and go back to your room, grabbing your phone and laptop again as you try and get into your icloud to change it but it’s already been changed, cursing and kicking your bed as jeno walks into the room. “baby i don’t understand? what’s happening?” “they got into my phone remotely, all my apps, texts, pictures, info, all of it… there’s a google doc, dispatch just linked it” you look up at jeno, shaking and panic setting in.
• tears fall from your eyes as you show jeno what’s already been uploaded, and more still being added, both of you now shouting and panicking, not particularly at each other but just the heightened stress causing both of you to yell. “i think im gonna be sick…” you turn to start walking towards the bathroom, and clearly all your shouting and crying has woken up the rest of the members, all of them listening outside your door, when you open the door you look at them all, and spontaneously throw up right there in front of them, renjun and jaemin reaching out to help you and clean you up.
renjun:
• he had no idea what you and jeno where shouting about, all of them had been listening on the other side of your door, they could hear you crying, and neither of you sounded like you were having an argument, but something was definitely wrong. when the door opened and you stood there, pale, tears soaking your face you look at them all, giving them a vacant blank stare before you’re throwing up into your hands.
• he reaches forward immediately, not caring about the mess, he just wants you to be okay, he shakes your hands to clean them as much as possible, causing it to join the rest of it on the floor jaemin taking a big step over your pile of sick and and helping you out the room and into the bathroom. renjun sits with you while you sit by the toilet, continually throwing up and crying, shouting to mark to find out what happened.
• jeno starts to cry as he explains what’s happened, crying from fear, embarrassment, regret, guilt, and renjuns hand slowly comes to a stop from rubbing circles on your back. “angel… is it true?” you can’t look at him, you just nod your head as you stare into the toilet bowl. the rest of them are panicking now too.
• renjun stands up leaving you alone on the bathroom floor and starts pacing, all of them arguing back and forth, jaemin shouting from the threshold of your door where he cleans up your sick, all of them going at each others throats and it causes you to throw up again, the noise, the late hour, the dread, everything feels surreal. you start feeling like an out of body experience, like your spirit leaves your body, watching yourself over the toilet bowl, then back at your boyfriends.
• it doesn’t stop until you feel hands back on your shoulders, looking up to see renjun back at your side. in their moment of panic, they had completely forgotten about the most important person, you. he had left you there alone on the floor, providing 0 comfort. he’s apologising hard, holding your hair, trying to encourage you to drink water, he doesn’t care that your covered in sick, doesn’t care about anything else, all he wants is to ensure you’re okay.
• he’s pulling you to his chest when you sit up, when you finally fall against him you start wailing, he had never heard you cry like this in his whole time of knowing you, the sounds snapping everyone else out of their trance. they watch as renjun rocks you back and forth, holding on to you as you shake and thrash against him.
• “why did they do this? why me? why us?” renjun kisses the top of your head “i don’t know angel, but we’ll make it right… we’ll make sure of it” he holds you there against him until your crying subsides, even just a tiny bit. “i promise you, im gonna get that fucking asshole, i’m gonna find them, and im gonna expose them” you keep going on and on about how it’s too late, people will have already seen it, fans in other time zones, fans waking up will have seen them, other news articles and companies will have their own links to the google doc, there’s loads more that haven’t came from your icloud, cctv, fan recorded footage, there’s plenty of images that have been uploaded, and only a fraction of them came from whatever hacker has your info. he still ensures he will find them, find everyone who did this to you, all of them had now reported the article and the google doc, but they had to get help from the company to ensure any real change can be done.
jeno:
• when you’ve cleaned been cleaned up, you’re sitting on his lap on your bed, you’re going through the article, going through the comments and tags on social media, chenle is on the phone with your managers, trying to get in touch with the legal team. jeno is trying his best to track any IP addresses that he can but it’s no use, everything is fully untraceable.
• “i’m getting anything that i can, i’m trying my best” “thank you…” “give me your phone, i’m going to see if any locations have triggered when they logged in” you give him your phone and he starts going through it. you watch closely, he can’t find any locations but he’s able to log out your icloud on all devices and he changes your password. once your logged back in he’s again looking for locations.
• “can you find anything?” “sorry baby…” you slump against him and he holds you close. the doc stops being updated while they’re logged out your account and you all relax and focus on finding who it is and where they’re doing this from. jeno is looking through the documents, the links, running them through apps to find where they’ve been created. if any software has been used to create the documents.
• jeno is very tech savvy and you just watch quietly, chenle finally getting in touch with lawyers and setting up a meeting for everyone with your manager. jeno is looking through every picture, every piece of evidence. trying to remember where they’ve were when the cctv was taken, trying to match any outfits, he’s really locked in.
• of course he feels absolutely humiliated and violated but a lot of the footage is of you, of course they are all involved and shown, but nothing compared to what’s been released about you, he feels completely destroyed for you, he can see it in your face you want the ground to swallow you up, he has a reassuring hand on your knee, squeezing.
• then another google doc gets released and he’s freezing up. “what the fuck?” your head snaps up “what now?” “there’s more” you collapse against the bed and curl into a ball. “there not from your phone, they’re cctv” you know he’s trying to reassure you, but it didn’t matter where they’re from, there was more and it was killing you.
haechan:
• he watches you spew in front of them, in complete shock. when you had been taken away he steps over your throw up and into the room, pushing on jenos shoulders “what the fuck did you say to her?” jeno pushes him back, “me? i didn’t do fucking anything!” they start arguing about what jeno did to make you so upset, until jeno finally can get a word in and tell him what had happened, showing him your laptop.
• haechan is freaking out. he also thinks he’s going to throw up, everyone now surrounding your computer, everyone shouting and ranting about how this happened, who would’ve done it, how long it’s been active. everyone seems to have forgotten about you as they all start shouting, jaemin cleaning up the floor, renjun now back to comforting you haechan has stormed off, saying he needs to clear his head.
• he doesn’t come back until a few hours later, it’s now early in the morning, you’re all still stressed out. quietly watching as the docs get updated every few minutes. he agrees to come to the meeting, and he can see you laid out in the fetal position on your bed. he feels so terrible for leaving you when you need all of them the most.
• he sits down and quietly asks if he can hold you, when you agree he’s gently pulling you into his chest. “i missed you, i needed you” “i know… i’m sorry, i just didn’t know what to do, didn’t know how to help, and i couldn’t see you like this without knowing what to do”
• renjun gets ready for your meeting, encouraging everyone else to do the same. when everyone is dressed your manager meets you outside, when you’re all walking to your cars there’s saesangs and news reporters surrounding you all, your bodyguards, security and managers do their best to protect all 7 of you. he notices the security prioritises the men, leaving you almost fully uncovered, people attempting to shove cameras and microphones in your face.
• haechan holds you as close as he can, making sure you have as much protection as possible. “don’t let go of me, i won’t let them hurt you” he feels the strong grip you have on his hoodie and it breaks his heart, you stand as close in the middle of the group as you can, all of them trying their best to man mark you. when you’re finally in the car, things are getting thrown at your window, food, shoes, rocks, anything these saesangs can find. when you flinch away from the window next to you he’s pulling you away from it and into his chest again.
jaemin:
• reaching out and pulling you away from the mess in the doorway. “come on, come here, it’s okay, i’ll clean this, just go to the bathroom” you step out and follow renjun to the bathroom, and he’s getting cleaning supplies to clean up your sick. he’s on his hands and knees disinfecting the floor after he’s finished mopping and simultaneously shouting with all the members.
• when everyone’s calmed down and is now solution oriented instead of in their feelings stage he’s standing up and washing his hands in the sink as he looks down at you and renjun on the bathroom floor. “how is she?” “how does she look?” he just silently nods and walks out again, going back to look at the files.
• he helps you stand and he brings you to your room again, changing you into clean clothes, discarding of your dirty pyjamas and putting them in the washing machine, he comes back upstairs to find you crying alone in his room. “hey… come back, i know it’s scary, i’m scared too, but we need to keep trying” you shake your head “i can’t… i can’t go back in there and see what they’re all saying, anyone could’ve saved those, and if we get them taken down they can just be re uploaded”. he kisses your head “then we will take them down too, please, just come back, we can’t do it alone”
• he is concerned, not only at what’s happened, but the fact an official news source would link something like this, it’s so graphic and not child friendly, anyone could’ve clicked the link and gained access to all of these images. there was no age verification required, so whoever did this, has no regard for public safety.
• he knows a lot of their fanbase is young, so he’s worried for their safety too. he hates that this has happened to you all, but he hates the idea of any young person, let alone his own fans being in any risk of danger on the internet.
• he is spiralling bad, he’s trying to go out and chase haechan, bring him home, he’s calling his parents, asking for advice, he’s calling the senior members, he just needs someone to tell him that this is fixable, that this can all be wiped and removed from the internet within the hour, but it’s helpless.
• when things have calmed down and jeno seems to be getting some kind of progress they’re all quietly monitoring the google doc on each of their phones and laptops. he glances at you and jeno, you look so different to how you went to bed last night, hair now a mess, you’re clammy and tense, all colour had drained from you and he can already see eye bags forming under your eyes. he’ll occasionally reach out and rub your head softly as you sigh desperately in jenos arms.
chenle:
• calls his brother, he’s a police officer, and he will have some kind of intel. when his brother gives him some relatively sound advice he thanks him and hangs up. throwing money at any software jeno requires. he’s googling private investigators, booking appointments, paying for services, looking into his family lawyers, anything chenle can buy to shut this whole thing down he is.
• chenle seems to be the most calm from the get go, as soon as he found out what was happening, he was immediately thinking rationally, contacting anyone he can and offering any figure they require to help you all out. he works closely with jeno, both of them well versed in the internet and its loopholes.
• “when did you last back up your phone baby?” when you tell him you don’t know, he and jeno are looking through your phone, last backed up 3 days ago. “have you taken any pictures since then? or have we sent you any?” you shake your head no, and he feels a little bit of relief knowing that there’s nothing from too recent.
• when you get logged back into your phone you’re hands are shaking as you start mass deleting anything compromising, changing passwords to all your apps and social media’s, when you log in, you already see all the hate you’re receiving. “just ignore that, make sure they’ve not gotten in and posted anything from your account” you follow his instructions and you check nothing has been posted or hacked. then you check your instagram and it has been deactivated.
• “what does that mean? can you check if my accounts gone? check your phone”. chenle is checking on his own instagram, your account is gone, but he can’t find any evidence of you being hacked, your account has just disappeared. “nothing seems to have been posted from your account, no one is posting anything”
• in the morning when you are all getting ready for your meetings he lets you wear one of his hoodies, and he puts his glasses on your face, the big blacked out lenses covering the top half of your face, then your face mask blocking the bottom half. “our managers are outside, you’ll be with us, we’ll keep you safe, just keep walking and keep your head straight, we’re going to fix this”
jisung:
• another one who genuinely thinks he’s going to throw up. he’s a nervous person to begin with, so any form of confrontation or adversity is setting his nervous system on fire. he starts crying as everyone argues, unsure if he should get involved or tend to you. he’s walking back and forth between your bedroom and the bathroom trying to convince himself to just step up and pick one. he eventually goes back to your room quietly.
• when you arrive back in the room with everyone he’s quietly rocking himself in the chair, trying to self sooth. he definitely tries his best to step up and be supportive and assertive, but he genuinely can’t bring himself to involve himself, just quietly listening to everyone trying to find a solution. he feels so useless, and he feels terrible that he can’t be the strong man you deserve.
• when you see him spiralling you quietly walk to him. “can i sit with you?” he’s pursing his lips in a sympathetic smile and pats the space beside him. you sit down you cuddle up to him. “i’m sorry” he hugs you tighter “this isn’t your fault, i’m sorry this is happening, you don’t deserve this” “i’m still sorry, i’m sorry i let this happen”
• his heart feels heavy as you apologise to them all, blaming yourself for not being careful enough, but you had taken all the right precautions, all your photos were in your hidden folder, all your group chats were encrypted, it’s this sick bastards fault for hacking your entire icloud, and staff from all these restaurants and venues that have most likely sold all this cctv footage.
• the walk from your home to the cars feels like the longest walk of his life, and it is the scariest experience he’s ever been apart of, he’s done a lot of things for his group, like riding rollercoasters and waterslides and he was panicking then, but walking through this stampede of people, it was terrifying, and the majority of the focus was on you, so he can only imagine how you’re feeling.
• he reaches behind him and you use your free hand to grab hold of him, one arm firmly wrapped around haechans bicep, your other hand outstretched and gripping jisungs hand hard.
• once he’s in the car, he starts to relax, until he’s flinching and panicking when he hears all sorts of objects being launched at your window. he holds his fingers in his ears as he watches you hide into haechans chest, trying to calm himself and remove any triggering sounds for himself, he feels so selfish that he can’t protect you like he wants, but he is extremely triggered, completely terrified.