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“Uncle Chay, this is where uncle Kim makes music?” asked Venice curiously and Porchay slowly nodded, smiling down at Venice. Venice was holding Porchay’s hand as the two of them were standing in front of the studio where Wik produced his music. Porchay and Venice were there for a very special reason. Since Kim was going to be recording his music that day, Venice and Porchay decided to come to the studio as well, at the time when Kim would already be done with his music so that they could work on some new music together.
Since the wedding of Vegas and Pete was still in process of being planned, the boy decided that he wanted to give his parents something cool for their wedding as well. And what would be more special than a song, right? So, that was why he was there. He was going to be making a new song for papa and dada with Porchay and Kim.
Porchay came down to the studio without Vegas and Pete really knowing where he would be taking the boy. Porchay said that he would be taking Venice to the playground, but yes… it was a lie. Not a bad kind of a lie, but Porchay knew that he would be in trouble if they found out that the two of them snuck out. Then again, there was nothing to worry about. They were only at the music studio, they wouldn’t be there too long.
Besides, Kim’s bodyguards were there as well, so it was perfectly safe.
“Mn, we will make some music,” said Porchay and he felt his heart bubbling up with happiness. It was always exciting when he and Kim would sing together, biting onto his lower lip and he held the boy’s hand tighter as he tried to get closer to the door, but Wik’s fans wouldn’t really let him close and he sighed.
It seemed that the news that Wik was in the studio got out on the internet as the place was now completely swarmed with Wik’s fans and no matter how hard Porchay tried to get closer to the door, it was kind of… impossible. The others were blocking him the way. And since there were so many people, Porchay picked the boy up so that he was safer up there.
“So many people, uncle Chay,” said Venice because he didn’t like huge crowds of people and he hid his face into Porchay’s shoulder, gripping onto his shirt and he pressed his lips together. “Where is uncle Kim?”
“We just have to get to the door and we will be safe,’’ said Porchay and rolled his eyes when his path was closed off again. The fans were… really something. Before he and Kim got together, Porchay was a huge fan of Wik. Well, he was still a fan. But even back then he wasn’t so… the others were far too intense and Porchay knew for a fact that he wasn’t liked among the fandom.
The fans didn’t like seeing that he was always getting special treatment. And Wik’s fandom wasn’t all that toxic, but it was still enough for Porchay to know that he wasn’t liked among some of the fans. Not that it really bothered him. He tried not to think about it and he didn’t tell anyone about it either.
He didn’t want Porsche to worry and he didn’t want Kim to think that his fans were jerks even if some of them were idiots. Not all of them Porchay met some nice people, but a lot of them were just annoying and jealous.
Jealousy was what drove them to actually hate on Porchay, who was literally just trying to get past them and he rolled his eyes.
“Can you please let me through?” asked Porchay as he was trying to move through the crowd of people and he clicked with his tongue. “He’s expecting me in there, so if you would just… hey, watch it, I have a kid in my arms,” said Porchay and quickly moved away when someone tried to smack him away. They didn’t see Venice?
Ugh.
Porchay pressed his lips together and he glanced down, narrowing his eyes when he saw some of the familiar faces. The group of three people that liked hating him the most. Two girls and a guy. Venice slowly peeked around and he yelped when he saw the scary faces now glaring at Porchay, still not letting him pass through. Porchay didn’t want to make a scene, he didn’t want to cause commotion among the fans.
“Oh, it’s you ,” said the taller girl and crossed her arms on top of her chest.
“Yeah, why is it always you?” asked the guy and stepped closer to Porchay, who was holding Venice in his arms. “Are you delusional or something? You’re a fan just like us so get in line,” he said and Porchay groaned because he didn’t want…
Kim didn’t really care about his public image. He didn’t really bother hiding that he was in a relationship with Porchay and most of the fans knew, but there were still some that believed that Wik was actually theirs. Porchay never really got it, it was creepy and he just started moving to the side.
“Yeah, so get in line,” said the short girl and Porchay huffed.
“I’m needed at the studio-”
“He’s needed at the studio,” repeated the first girl in a mocking manner and stepped closer to Porchay. Porchay moved back and he narrowed his eyes. “Listen, kid, ” she said and pointed at Porchay. The fact that Venice was there didn’t seem to bother her really. “We were here first, so wait like the rest of us,” she said and Porchay gritted his teeth.
Fine, then he would just have to call Kim.
Because it seemed that the bodyguards didn’t notice him.
“Creepy stalker,” said the guy and glanced at Porchay.
“Yeah, move,” said the third person and Porchay huffed under his breath. Those words didn’t get to him. Not really. He managed to grow thicker skin over time. However, the three of them didn’t stop bothering Porchay. Oh, no.
“You can’t possibly think that you're actually dating Wik, right?” asked the first girl and laughed.
“Look how pathetic you are,” said the other girl and rolled her eyes. “Wik deserves someone better, not you,” she said and Venice pressed his lips together.
He didn’t like these people. They were mean to uncle Chay and he gritted his teeth. Even if he didn’t like people, that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t protect his uncle. Especially uncle Chay, who was very funny and kind. Always taking care of Venice. Porchay could feel Venice grabbing onto his shirt and he leaned down.
“Just you wait, he’ll claim that the kid is theirs next,” said the guy among the crowd.
“Like I said, he’s delusional.”
And that was when Venice had enough.
Venice felt angry. No, to say that he felt angry would be an understatement. Actually, the boy had never felt so angry before. He was so angry that he wanted to punch something. Well, he wanted to punch those mean people, but he knew that…
“Ugly you are!” said Venice and pointed at the taller girl when he turned around, actually shaking in anger and Porchay’s eyes widened when he saw the boy’s sudden outburst. “Uncle Chay is nice, you are mean,” said the boy and pointed at the three haters. “Bullies! Ugly words, ugly people.”
“Excuse me?”
“Yeah, what the fuck, kid?”
“I’ll fight you,” said Venice and considered taking off his shoe and throwing it into the guy’s face, but then he realised that he liked his shoe. It was pretty. He didn’t want to lose it. That was why he just continued talking. “Uncle Chay is the best,” he said and looked up at Porchay, who was astonished. He didn’t expect Venice to jump out and protect him like this. “Uncle Chay, they bully you.”
“It’s okay, Venice, they’re not worth our time,” said Porchay.
“I will fight,” said Venice.
Porchay chuckled and ruffled his hair.
“Let them be. They’re just jealous,” he said and glanced towards the trio.
They were pathetic and Porchay knew that.
“Jealous? As if,” said the taller girl.
“Yeah, how delusional can you be? Look at us and look at yourself,” said the other girl.
Venice nodded.
“Yes. Uncle Chay is nice. You are ugly,” said Venice. “Uncle, I will kick them.”
“Was that a threat?! Security,” yelled the shorter girl and Porchay shook his head.
“Let’s just head back, I’ll call Kim later,” said Porchay. He didn’t feel like fighting, but Venice was in fighting spirit and if only Porchay would let him go down on the floor again he would kick all of he evil.
“No, no, no, uncle Chay, I’ll kick evil.”
Since Venice was refusing to leave and he kept on wanting to fight all of the haters to protect his uncle Chay, the commotion around the studio was getting bigger. Not only did the bodyguards finally show up, but Kim himself decided to step out and see what was going on. Because he was expecting Porchay and Venice, but they were running late. He was about to call Porchay, but then he heard the yelling and he stepped outside.
“What’s going on here?” suddenly asked a voice coming from the back and Porchay quickly turned around, a little shy smile forming on his lips when he saw Kim standing there and he huffed under his breath, stepping closer to Kim. Kim, in fact, managed to hear enough of the conversation to see what was happening. Well, he happened to get the gist of it and the fans started freaking out when they saw Wik standing there.
Still, they didn’t come too close since they could see the bodyguards in the proximity of their favourite singer. The three people that were talking to Porchay also stopped talking, not really knowing what to do when they were suddenly approached by their idol. The two girls squealed and the guy just stood there, completely petrified.
Kim wore his Wik smile on his face for now, but deep down, he wasn’t impressed. At all. He heard enough to know what was happening and he slowly glanced at Porchay, who was smiling as brightly as ever. It didn’t seem that those words got to Porchay too much, which sort of calmed Kim down. However, he was still very, very mad and he glared at the three… fans.
Kim didn’t consider them his fans, anyway.
Not if they acted like this towards Porchay. And Kim knew that some of his fans weren’t too happy to see him dating, but he didn’t really know that they were bullying Porchay like this… in person. That much was unknown to Kim. And even if he wore a smile on his face, deep down he was furious.
“Wik! Oh, my God, it’s Wik!”
“Wik!”
Kim smiled at the three and then he glanced at Porchay.
“Are you okay?” asked Kim as he stepped closer to Porchay. The other one only nodded with a smile. He was perfectly fine, leaning a bit closer to Kim. Venice, on the other hand, wasn’t okay.
“Uncle, it’s not okay,” said Venice and Kim glanced at him. “They’re meanies,” said Venice and pointed to the trio. “They say bad things to uncle Chay,” he said and glared at them. “Uncle, let’s fight evil,” said Venice and Kim placed his hand upon Venice’s head and gently ruffled his hair, smiling down at him.
“Thanks for protecting Chay, I’ll take it on from here,” he said and Venice nodded, giving him thumbs up. He knew that his scariest uncle was going to take care of this, so he didn’t worry about it too much.
“Kim?”
“You and Venice go inside,” said Kim and leaned closer to Porchay, his fingers gently skimming across Porchay’s cheek and his smile remained there for a little longer. “I’ll be right back,” he said and Porchay gave him a little nod. He just hoped that Kim wasn’t going to take it too far. But since he was in his Wik element, Porchay was sure that it was going to be fine… right?
“Okay, just don’t do anything stupid,” said Porchay.
“I promise,” said Kim and Porchay glanced towards the three, who were green with envy just then. Porchay felt a sense of victory already and just to rub it in a bit more, he leaned closer and placed a quick kiss onto Kim’s cheek before he finally went inside of the studio.
Kim stepped closer to the trio and he crossed his arms on top of his chest, the smile slowly disappearing.
It was the shorter girl that dared to approach their idol first and she clasped her hands together behind her back, stepping closer to Wik. The trio didn’t happen to hear what Kim was talking with Porchay and Venice before.
“U-um, hi, can-can… Can I have an autograph, or maybe can we take a picture together? My friends and I love you, so-”
“No,” said Kim, his voice nothing like the fans were used to.
“No?”
“No. Autographs and pictures are only for my fans,” he said.
“But we are your fans,” she said, now acting all sweet.
“No. The people who disrespect my boyfriend are not my fans,” said Kim and watched how all of the colour drained from her face. “You three are not my fans,” he said and stepped back. “Let this be a warning for you three or any other that dares to disrespect him again,” said Kim.
The look in his eyes was dark. The girl quickly stepped back to her friends, shivers running down her spine and she gulped.
“We’re sorry,” said the guy and Kim scoffed. “Please forgive us, we-”
“No.” Kim wasn’t going to forgive them. “Porchay is the one that needs an apology, but you’re not going close to him ever again,” said Kim and stepped closer. The trio was now walking backwards. “Is that clear?”
Kim was aware that cameras were on him, he didn’t give a flying fuck about it. It was good, actually. Others would get the message as well, not just these three.
“My personal life is none of your business,” he said as he took another step closer. “All this petty jealousy… grow the fuck up.’’ Another step closer to them. “You can spew your hate at me and make up rumours about me all you want, but when it comes to the people I care about… there will be consequences,” he said almost with a growl.
Kim was mad.
“Today you crossed a line you shouldn’t have crossed and I hope this is the last time that this happens,” said Kim and finally stepped back. “If you overstep the boundaries again and try to get into my personal life - there will be real consequences,” hissed Kim and headed back to the studio.
Kim didn’t wait for them to say anything, he just turned away and walked towards the recording studio, but he could hear most of his fans cheering him on for those words and he smiled, eventually. Most of them respected the boundaries.
Kim took a deep breath in and tried to get rid of negative emotions. Porchay and Venice were there to write a song for Pete and Vegas.
For the wedding.
Kim took a deep breath and all of his bad mood slowly disappeared when he saw Venice and Porchay playing around his recording studio. A smile tugged at the corners of Kim’s lips and he shook his head when he saw Porchay waving to him through the glass window.
“How was that?” asked Kim as he finished singing the song that the three of them were working on. Venice was providing him with the lyrics, Chay was helping with the melody and singing. Venice liked it, maybe the song could be a duet with both of his uncles singing the song. He was pleased.
Venice nodded.
“Good job, scary uncle,” said Venice and Kim smugly grinned.
“Very good,” said Porchay and he happily clapped. “They’re going to love your song, Venice,” said Porchay and Venice nodded.
“Yes. I hope. I work hard on it,” said Venice and Porchay laughed.
“Mn. You’ve done a good job,” said Kim with a little smile on his face and his eyes then fell onto Porchay. Kim observed him for a little longer and he exhaled softly once he saw that Porchay didn’t seem too bothered about what happened earlier.
Still.
This was again because Porchay was with him.
Then again, Porchay knew what he was getting himself into this time around… correct? Kim didn’t mean to dwell about the negativity, but it was bothering him. Those idiots out there weren’t his fans, not his real ones, but it still bothered him. Porchay didn’t deserve that.
However, before Kim could say something, Venice had another question. Instead of a duo, he wondered if he could be the one singing in the song as well. He thought that he didn’t have the talent for singing, but it looked so fun when Kim and Porchay were doing it, so he wanted to sing as well.
“Uncle, can I sing too?” asked Venice and Kim got distracted, looking at him and he softly chuckled, but nodded.
“Sure, why not?” asked Kim and Porchay happily laughed - Venice had Kim completely wrapped around his little finger and it was hilarious.
“How was your day with Porchay?” asked Pete as Venice was happily giggling, jumping up and down. While Vegas and Pete were taking care of some things, Pete allowed Porchay to take Venice for a few hours, but he didn’t know what the two of them were doing. Vegas leaned closer and he crossed his arms on top of his chest when he saw the huge grin on Venice’s lips.
“Is a secret,” said the boy proudly and Pete laughed.
“Oh, really? You’re now keeping secrets from us with Chay?” asked Vegas and laughed when he saw that Venice was nodding again and then he hopped in front of Vegas.
Ah, it was supposed to be a surprise, but it was really hard to keep another secret from his papa and dada. But, Venice was strong, so he wasn’t going to tell them. The song was not finished yet, however, it was going well and Venice liked it. The song was going to be about how much he loved papa and dada. They were going to love it!
“Yes,” said Venice and Pete picked Venice up, planting him on top of the couch and he narrowed his eyes. Vegas stepped closer to Pete.
Venice giggled when he was the one sitting on the couch, curiously looking up at his dads, who were now thinking. Thinking about what? Venice was happily humming the melody of the song that Porchay came up with before. Luckily, Pete and Vegas didn’t really notice that as they were busy with-
Pete then sat down onto the couch next to Venice. The boy curiously looked at him and he let out a loud yelp and squeal when Pete suddenly started tickling him, his laughter filling the room around them and Vegas placed his hands on top of his sides.
“Pete, what are you doing?” asked Vegas, shaking his head, but there was a smile on his lips.
“Making him talk,” said Pete. “He will tell us their secret,” said Pete, who was of course now only joking and Venice quickly started moving away. He placed his hands on top of his mouth and he shook his head.
“No, no, no, it’s important secret, papa,” said Venice and Pete chuckled.
“Is it now?”
“Yes, must wait. Till wedding, papa,” said Venice and wondered if he said too much, but probably not… right? It was nothing that gave away about the secret, but Pete narrowed his eyes and then he pouted.
“Until the wedding?” asked Pete and Vegas grinned when he saw the pout on Pete’s lips. He was interested in what kind of a surprise Venice could be working on with Porchay. Something told him that Kim had to do something with it as well. Vegas narrowed his eyes, but then he smiled when he saw the adorable pout on Pete’s lips and he sat into Pete’s lap, which made the pout disappear immediately.
Vegas smiled when he felt Pete’s arms going around his waist and then he glanced at Venice.
“We’re getting a wedding gift from Venice, isn’t that great, Pete?” asked Vegas and Pete nodded, burying his face into Vegas’ nape and he took a deep breath in, smiling when he saw the boy happily and proudly clapping.
“Yeah, what could be more perfect than that?” asked Pete and sighed happily.
It was like a dream come true.
Porchay’s cheeks hurt from smiling too much. He was gripping on his phone and was watching the video that someone happened to upload to Instagram, captioned Wik being protective of his bf. Porchay didn’t know what happened with those annoying fans after he and Venice went inside of the studio, but now… now he could see what went on outside and he couldn’t stop smiling and replaying the video.
“The people who disrespect my boyfriend are not my fans.”
“Let this be a warning for you three or any other that dares to disrespect him again.”
This happened to be his favourite part of it all and he pressed his lips together and he sighed happily, chewing on his lower lip.
“Boyfriend,” said Porchay, repeating those words quietly. Kim called him his boyfriend in front of all of those people and it made Porchay feel happy. So, so happy. He could feel warmth exploding inside of his chest, his cheeks were red and the smile on his face was red.
The look on Kim’s face was cold, which Porchay knew that Kim meant business. Kim looked so mad and Porchay was just… Ah, he liked Kim being protective of him. Also, Venice made him smile before. The boy was also protective of him. Porchay chewed on his lower lip, rewinding the video again because he needed to hear it a couple more times… Kim calling him his boyfriend.
For science.
“What are you watching?” heard Porchay behind him and he flinched, quickly pulling the earphones out and he turned around, smiling when he saw Kim standing there. Porchay was over at Kim’s apartment and he huffed under his breath.
“Ah, um… just something,” said Porchay and smiled.
Kim cocked his head to the side and leaned closer, narrowing his eyes when he recognised the video. It was taken by the ther fans that were in front of the studio that day. And it was already uploaded online, but of course. Kim pursed his lips together and he observed Porchay curiously. Porchay turned around and he glanced at his phone again, his cheeks burning up again.
Porchay smiled when Kim hugged him from behind, wrapping his arms around him, pulling him closer. Porchay’s cheeks flushed up even more and he cleared his throat. Kim was trying to make sure that Porchay really was alright after the whole thing…
“How are you?” asked Kim carefully.
“Fine… why?”
“Today… my ‘’fans’’, they-”
“Ah, that,” said Porchay and chuckled. “I’m fine. I don’t let it bother me too much,” said Porchay. “Especially not when,” started Poechay and unplugged the earphones and then played the video again in front of Kim and giggled when he heard Kim calling him his boyfriend in front of everyone. “Boyfriend,” said Porchay happily and Kim knitted his eyebrows together. Porchay then turned around in his arms and grinned happily. “Your boyfriend is just alright,” said Porchay.
Kim smiled.
Porchay liked that so much? Kim didn’t think too much of it at the time that he said it, but he was glad that it made Porchay happy. He leaned back a bit and his eyes locked with Porchay’s.
“I’m your boyfriend,” said Porchay with a giggle. “Watch them turn green with envy now,” he snickered.
“You’re really fine? Because the things they said-”
“I’m fine, come on,” said Porchay and grinned. “Today was such a great day, don’t worry,” said Chay. Kim nodded, it was indeed a good day. “Besides, I have you to protect me,” said Porchay and winked.
Kim smiled.
“And Venice,” added KIm.
Porchay laughed and nodded.
“Yes, and Venice,” said Porchay and giggled again, but his giggles died out when he saw Kim leaning closer and gently took a hold of his chin, his fingertips then gently grazing against Porchay’s cheek. Porchay was leaning in as well without even knowing it himself and he gulped, feeling his throat getting dry. Kim smiled softly again.
“Mn. I’ll keep you safe,” said Kim, whispering it against Porchay’s lips before he leaned in even closer and pressed his lips on top of Porchay’s.
Porchay gasped softly and kissed Kim back immediately, feeling his heart happily pounding against his chest.