hate train
warnings: mdni, smut, angst, mentions of severe hate and smear campaigns, a lot of crying, blow jobs, fingering, praise, gangbang mentioned but no full details, cock warming, dry humping, clit stimulation.
summary: fans and haters alike have started to catch on to what’s really happening behind closed doors and off camera, because well, it’s not really off camera anymore. sparking a viscous hate train between jealous bitter “fans” and netizens with the added pressure of news outlet persuasion and influence.
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127 ver
a/n: this isn’t as smutty as the others more angst sorry :/ also not proof read lol
renjun:
• before the hate train got too crazy, just heated comments and loaded questions, he’s trying to brush off the comments of fans who are catching on to your antics with the members. gaslighting you into thinking it’s not that bad, he knows he shouldn’t but he just can’t stand the thought of you getting upset. he disables a lot of features on your phone and on your apps, making it harder for you to see the truth behind the hate, when you’re all on live and you pick up a phone to read the comments, he’s taking it out of your hands before you can blink. he’s still letting you cuddle up against him, seeking comfort that the other boys are too scared to give
• when the members question why he would let you lay all over him his response is simple and matter of fact “if we switch up how we act now, it’ll be obvious that there’s something we’re trying to hide”. the boys just stand and nod, maybe they all panicked and pushed you away too fast. cause renjun is right, all of them are now suddenly formal, not touching on you in front of cameras or people, jaemin has even started bowing respectfully to you, so you can’t help but cry to renjun about what you could’ve done wrong
• renjun speaks up again. “she doesn’t even really know what’s going on, i’ve tried to hide most of it from her, and she’s scared, she thinks we all hate her, she’s worried she’s done something wrong, so maybe go and see her, show her how much we all love her”. the boys waste no time, heading back to your dorm room, sees you in your bed, slightly unfamiliar as you’re always in someone else’s. they pile in, all 6 of them and you sit up nervous. they tell you how sorry they are, they’re wrapping you up in hugs and kissing all over your face, when you cry and tell them you thought you did something wrong renjun speaks again. “could never do anything wrong, you’re our angel girl, we’re all just being idiots, we’re just scared that’s all” you nod understanding and look up at them all with sad eyes, the each take a turn on you, filling you up as an apology for their recent neglect. they are so soft and gentle with their precious girl, wiping your eyes. when you’re spent renjun picks up your limp body and brings you back to his bed and you immediately look and feel more comfortable. renjun stays with you rubbing your back as you sleep on his chest. they’re all quietly discussing what their next moves will be.
jeno:
• he’s quick to call out or shut down any hate, if he’s doing a solo live and reading the floods of comments of hate for you, he’s sternly telling the camera to drop the subject, especially when you’re not there to defend yourself. his mood has visibly shifted. no longer cute smile and crinkled eyes, his face is stoic as he talks about what he’s been up to today. he reads some nice comments about you, fans asking how you are and that they’re sending love and he nods appreciatively. when fans ask when you’ll next go live with him, cause they miss your dynamic he’ll say with a soft voice “our maknae won’t be joining me for a while, she’s super busy” the fans definitely pick up on the fact he called you the maknae, not the princess, not baby, not even using your cute nicknames they all give you.
• when hashtags start trending for you, hateful and mean, he and the boys think it’s a good idea to take your phone from you now, they can shield you from comment sections and live chats, but when your bubble, instagram and tiktok are flooded with obscene language and hate, they can’t think of another solution. jeno has it hidden away in a drawer you wouldn’t think to check. he knows it’s not ideal, not by any stretch, now no longer having access to contact them or read the group chat. he ensures that someone is always with you, it’s mostly mark or himself, you never go anywhere alone, not trusting the managers to single handedly keep you safe.
• he talks to the company, organising extra security and bodyguards for you, when you step out the house, saesangs, fansites and news outlets surround you. you’re used to flashing cameras, as an idol you grow accustomed to that life, but this is more violent and invasive, cars and vans following your every move, he’s covering you as much as he can, but when you’re being shoved and rattled side to side, stumbling over and reaching for him he internally loses it. he has a strong arm around you, not caring how it looks or how the news will twist this. he’s bringing you to your car, making sure your sat and buckled in. he’s got a soothing hand stroking your hair as you panic in your seat. his heart breaks as he hears your soft broken voice, “why are they doing this?”. he wishes he had the answer.
• after a long day, you’re stressed and sore, he makes sure he brings you upstairs to the dorm safely. you sit on the couch with your members, feeling sad and sorry for yourself. “can we all go to chenles? want us all to be together” they look around trying to judge if that’s the best idea, but how can they say no to their sweet girl? it’s not long before all 7 of you are a hot sweaty mess laying in chenles room, cuddle up on his massive bed, and you’re sleeping soundly in the middle jeno and chenle.
haechan:
• when the hate first started he thought it was just regular degular hate. hate that every idol sees in their career, did he like it? no, did he pay much attention to it? also no. so when he keeps up his flirty behaviour with you, stealing kisses that he knows you wouldn’t reject any way, hands on your waist as he hugs you from behind during practice? all for the so called fans to see, he doesn’t think it’ll cause as much trouble as it did. news articles clip the videos of the pair of you, dispatch running a crazy story about how all 6 of them paid for you to be a fake member to disguise that you are in reality an escort, and sm is letting hookers into their group simply to satisfy the men’s needs. this story seems the most quote on quote believable to these fans, who took this story and ran with it.
• he’s started ignoring you during concerts, not completing your hand hearts, not picking you to be his partner for candy, leaving you stood alone, fake smile and laugh showing for the crowd when inside you want to throw yourself off the stage. you ask him why back stage. “i just think we need to calm down for a bit yeah? everyone is saying gross things, don’t want to give them more to talk about” you gulp and try to nod understandingly and he smiles and pats your head. back in your hotel room you tell renjun and jeno what he said, renjun going to haechans room to confront him, jeno rocking you side to side telling you he was just being stupid and he needs to learn how to think before he speaks. when renjun comes back haechan steps in behind him, his eyes land on you crying in jenos arms and he immediately is rushing over and asking what happened. “you’re what happened idiot” renjun hits his shoulder and haechan looks confused and jeno looks up at him, “why would you say that to her? after ignoring her all concert, we’re not the ones who need to calm it, it’s the news and these fucking haters online”
• haechan gulps now regretting everything he’d done, all the times he walked past you on stage, the stupid excuse he gave you earlier, he wants nothing more than to make it up to you, so jeno let’s you leave and follow haechan to his room. he lays you down on the bed and takes off your shorts and tshirt, carefully eating you out to show you just how much he loves you, taking his time with you and making you feel bliss. when he’s done and has you cleaned up, he’s begging you to forgive him, and you nod with a small smile holding your arms open and he lays with you. holding you as close as he can get you, kissing all over your face, promising you he’ll never ignore his pretty baby again.
jaemin:
• jaemin takes your hate the hardest. he feels partly to blame. they all do, all guilty of letting it get to this stage, despite all their best efforts to keep your image as clean as possible. jaemin takes it the worst because it’s only you getting it, none of this hate directed at the 6 other responsible men. yourselves and the company had always had to deny allegations of your relationship and how you all conduct yourself. if anyone had admitted the truth, it would give these haters and news outlets leverage. but seeing the sick horrible rumours and stories that they’re coming up with, it makes him want to shout the truth from the rooftops, you are all consenting adults, their sweet girl, you are not an escort. you are not a saesang who paid to be involved, you are a real idol, who passed a real audition, in a real group who releases real music.
• he gets so vexed, he will be off social media for a while, fans barely see him. he is so disappointed in nctzens, well the fake ones, who claim to love nct, but will be the first to throw you under the bus. when fans spot him out, he’s always glaring, face like stone, everyone can tell he’s mad, and hashtags apologising for letting him down or disappointing him start trending. he can’t believe that fans would start a hashtag for him right now instead of supporting you. you will be sat with him, playing games on his phone as yours is still hidden from you, you’re looking at his camera roll, scrolling through pictures of you together. you smile and show him and he can’t help but pinch your cheek at how cute you are. “i like this one~ we both look pretty” he nods “you look pretty all the time princess” he kisses your nose and you give him his phone back. “don’t feel pretty anymore, always crying, face is puffy”. he sits up some more, holding you right to his chest, “what are you talking about baby? you’re the most gorgeous woman i’ve ever laid my eyes on, talking about not pretty? don’t say those things”
• he holds you over his lap, moving you slightly back and forth, if you hadn’t done this with him a million times, you wouldn’t even realise what he’s doing. “can you let nana oppa show you how pretty he thinks you are?” you nod your head yes, small and soft and he smiles triumphantly, kissing your nose again before he’s dragging you over his lap. dick growing and getting solid beneath you, you let out tiny little moans as it catches your clit just right. hes talking you through it, asking how you feel and if you’re getting sticky down there, in his sickly sweet baby voice. you nod yes and he ruts into you sharp making you squeal. he’s bucking into you telling you just how beautiful you are, each word accented with a hard thrust. tells you he loves you when you both cum in your pants. you crawl off his lap and gently kiss the cum stain on his sweatpants, kissing over his tent before you’re pulling him out, licking and sucking him so good. he’s praising you as you bring him to climax again, patting your head as you swallow each drop.
chenle:
• hes throwing money at the problem, paying off reporters to delete stories, or to cancel any upcoming reports, he’s paying for his own protest trucks to these news companies, he will find out where these fans work, sending in anonymous reports of harassment and bullying, paying for whatever he can to get this to stop. you’ve been so upset the last few weeks, you feel as if your life had changed overnight in the worst way, one day fans are eating up your close bond with your members, the next they’re trying to rip you apart, lying about you and you’re life.
• it’s killing him to not say anything directly, sm advised against it heavily. he hates not being able to show off their pretty girl, touch her and squeeze her all the time, can’t have her doing the same to him. you had been put on hiatus, against your own desire, saying that you don’t want time away from them, but the company said it was for your safety more than anything else.
• during your break you had spent a lot of time at chenles home, taking care of daegal while he was away, staying in the locked down security of his home, you had been given your phone back before they left for the latam leg of the tour, so you could keep in touch, comment sections on your socials disabled, notifications all off except for their texts. you fall asleep on facetime with them as much as you can, calling and asking about the shows, they tell you they miss you and it’s not the same without you. all of them breaking down when they see you cuddled up in bed with daegal, crying about how much you miss and need them, you look so helpless and lonely.
• chenle flies home during the couple days between shows, you’re excited and surprised as you didn’t know he was coming, jumping into his arms when he walks through the door. he tells you to pack a bag as you’re coming out with him when he leaves again. you practically run to his room and fill one of his suitcases with your stuff. he watches fondly leaning against the doorway. he loves putting a smile on his princess’ face, especially since you’ve been so sad recently, seeing your face genuinely light up has his heart growing with pride. you both take a quick shower together and you suck him off under the falling water as a thank you for coming to rescue you, when you’re both clean he has a car taking you to the airport after leaving daegal in a puppy kennel, and before you know it you’re back in a hotel room with all 6 of them taking shots at you, filling you up nice and full, praising you for being so patient. chenle has bought a presidential suite for you all to share, bed big enough for 4 of you, and another room attached with a spare bed for the others. you spend the rest of the night getting pampered, orgasm after orgasm as a reward, and you give chenle some special attention for making it all happen.
jisung:
• poor boy is a mess. he gets emotional whenever he hears or sees a new article or hashtag about you, his heart filling with rage and guilt. when you’re chilling in his room while he scrolls on his phone you sigh as he has to swipe away from an article about you. “i’m sorry baby” you shrug, small and timid “it’s fine, there’s nothing i can do about it”. he puts his phone down and looks at you “i wish i could do more” you kiss his lips with a sympathetic smile “it’s okay oppa, you’re doing more than enough, it’s not easy, but you’re all keeping me sane” he smiles back at you and puckers his lips for another kiss which you happily give him. you end up making out like that, warm and safe in his bed, his big strong hands soothing over your ass and thighs as he brings you closer
• he smiles at you as you both catch your breathe “my pretty little love, look so cute next to me like this” you laugh and smile up at him “we can’t all be 6 foot oppa”. he pats your head with gentle hands before he’s bringing you back in, lips wet pink and swollen as you both lap each other up. his hands slip inside your sweats, just cupping your ass and squeezing, his massive hands moulding to your skin. when your breath gets heavier and needier he has you riding his thigh. so pretty and small on his lap, fists against his chest as he helps you through it
• he’s so sweet and encouraging as he guides your hips over him, bringing you to orgasm over his thigh. you shyly apologise about the mess you left on him and he’s shushing you, bringing you out your damp sweats and sitting your bare ass against his boxer clad lap, kissing your neck as he brings your shirt over your head, leaving you completely bare on him.
• he takes you in, drinking up every inch of your body and he looks at you with so much love and desire, holding your wrists when you go to hide yourself. “so perfect baby, such a beautiful girl, can’t get enough of you”. his fingers trail over your skin and are feather light when they reach your hip and pubic bone. “can oppa touch you here?” you nod yes and his fingers dip lower “you’re still wet princess, want me to help you? or you wanna show me how you do it?” you sit back on his legs a little, spreading your legs. you show off your pussy to him, touching yourself up, fingers circling your sensitive swollen clit. “oppa, c-can you put your fingers in while i play with myself?” he smiles so sweetly as 2 of his fingers come to circle your hole, pushing in while you keep toying with your clit. you both make yourself cum like that, and he’s back to praising you while you come down.









