— Y —

Click. 

Yet another eye contact with your one and only bias. You slowly lower your blue DSLR camera from your face with a stunned expression, looking over towards Wonwoo's direction. Yet another smile. 

Despite the fact that the group was just walking past to enter the MBC building, it was as if the idol already knew you would be there, automatically looking at your direction as you snapped the photo. You skim through your photos, pressing the 'next' button showing continuous shots and notice, like any other performance day, how Wonwoo looks as if he was specifically looking for you. When he actually does, he smiles at the camera. He smiles at you. And that makes your heart pound in your chest. Of course, your brother just had to spoil the beautiful shot by smirking at the camera in the background. Yet another perfect picture destroyed by the one and only Yoon Jeonghan. Wonderful. 

All of the Seventeen members knew of the name 'Yoon Soeun', or at least that's what your brother told you. Jeonghan's little sister. But no one really knew what you looked like, since you told him not to show any of your ugly pictures to them, although he totally acknowledged the fact that you weren't ugly at all. You had a reason of keeping your identity, you were the fanclub 'noona' of one of Wonwoo's fansites. The only fansite filled with pictures of Wonwoo eye-contacts, and no one, including you, knew why. You once asked Jeonghan about it, and he told you of how Wonwoo was attracted to anything blue, which made sense since your camera is blue. 

You quickly take a picture of your camera screen with the most recent picture of Wonwoo using your iPhone and post it on your twitter account with your watermark on it and smile as you turn off your camera for the time being, saving it for their performance later. You cover you head with your sweatshirt's hood and enter the building together with the rest of the fans, anticipating Seventeen's performance like no other Saturday. 

 

— W —

Wonwoo leans back on his chair scrolling through his twitter feed as the stylist does his hair. It was like a routine for him to be going through fan photos and reading fan mentions using his hidden account which was named like how a fan would. Not that he was narcissistic or anything, but it was how he reached to fans without getting found out.

He refreshes his page and a new post from one of his fansites comes up. He immediately notices the familiar watermark He smiles. It was one of his favourite fansites ever since their debut days. He remembers this fansite as the 'noona with the blue camera'. He had seen too many of her photos of him to match her camera to her fansite. She was surely the owner of that special camera, since it would always be the first to catch his eye. Thinking that he is logged on to his hidden account, he likes the photo and follows the account, midway questioning to himself why he hadn't done so much earlier. 

Just as he iss about to tuck his phone into his backpack, a voice interrupts him. "Since when were you so conceited?" The voice, who belonged to Vernon, asks with a jokingly disgusted tone. Wonwoo frowns, "I'm not." 

"Then why were you smiling at a photo of yours?" Vernon laughs. "Didn't think I'd see that?" 

"It's not that-" 

"Wait." Another voice joins in, looking over Wonwoo's shoulder and scanning the photo. Wonwoo looks at him weirdly. "What?"

Hoshi through his teeth and clapped in realization. "I know this photo. It's this fansite." 

"It's obviously a fansite, there's a watermark." 

"No, this one's the fansite." 

At the words of Hoshi, Jeonghan's ears perk up and turns towards their direction. "The fansite? You mean the one he looks through every day?" 

Wonwoo sends Jeonghan a dubious look, "What on earth-" 

"Yup. I'm sure of it." Hoshi interrupts without acknowledging the fox-eyed boy.

Disturbed by the chatter, The8's walks over to join in the conversation. He peers over and reads off the watermark. "Well that's a creative name." 

"What is this supposed to mean, Jeon Wonwoo?" Woozi, who had just finished his makeup, jokingly adds to the ongoing banter.

"Nothing! I just-" 

"Has Jun-hyung infected you with his ego?" Seungkwan adds as he walked past, laughing. At this, the named boy sits up from his slouching position and pokes the younger's sides, getting a squeak in response.

Jeonghan smirks and snatches Wonwoo's phone out of his hands, scrolling through your account. 

"This reminds me of my own sister." he blurts out.

"Why?" Wonwoo asks with a confused look. It was Jeonghan being weird again, words coming out of nowhere. 

"She has a fansite dedicated to one of us," The former stated with a straight face. 

Silence momentarily fills the room. And then a burst of voices going 'whose!?' with Mingyu being the loudest. Even Wonwoo himself starts growing curious. He never really personally knew Jeonghan's sister, other than the fact that Jeonghan's quite protective over her and that she was Mingyu's age. He couldn't even remember her name at that moment, although he is sure that the former had mentioned it a few times.

"Mine," Jeonghan replies with a grin and is responded by groans in the room. "Lies. My sister hates me. Why would your sister favour you?" Mingyu questions with a disgusted face. "You and I," Jeonghan starts, swinging an arm around Mingyu's neck. "-are different."

Dokyeom leans back and rests his cheek on his palm. "Such a waste though- ow!" he cries after Scoups smacks the back of his head. "Stop trying to get girls, Seokmin. Besides-" 

"There's already Yuju-nim," Seungkwan finishes with a gay laugh, but he is immediately shut up after sensing a glare from the former. "I was going to say you guys aren't allowed to date yet." Scoups raises a brow at tauntingly. "Yoon Jeonghan's sister isn't available for anyone. Except whoever she likes." 

"Which is one of us." 

At the realisation, everyone turns their heads towards Dino who stated the fact. The youngest looks back with an innocent look, "What? It's true." 

And while the others pester Jeonghan more about his sister, there was Wonwoo who couldn't help but stare back at the fansite picture. The only picture that had been posted by onlywonday. After staring at his own picture for the next ten seconds in a daze, his attention diverts to the unusual background. Jeonghan looking straight at the camera as well with a knowing smile. Only then he starts piecing things together. Jeonghan's voice rang in his head. A fansite dedicated to one of us. It can't be Jeonghan himself, or he wouldn't have said 'one of us'. Wonwoo scrunches his face. He's been reading too much of Sherlock Holmes and Agatha Christie.

 

 — Y —

You reach your apartment at around 9 p.m. after the broadcast and you are both mentally and physically drained. Not bothering to change, you fall flat onto your bed and sigh. Today was such a tiring day, you think to yourself and let out a muffled groan. Taking fan pictures was one thing. Hiding your identity was another. After those continuous shots of Wonwoo eye contact pictures, many fans started growing curious over your identity. For one, they must be thinking you might be someone special to Wonwoo (or Seventeen in general) even though you weren't. Not really. For two, maybe you were more or less since you were in fact related to Jeonghan directly by blood. That is a fact and everyone knows you can't change a fact. For three, you were down right afraid that some insane fan would have dug out some of your information by now, like how they did to the other siblings of the members. 

You suddenly recall that one time where Jeonghan almost exposed you by tweeting one of his fans, telling her that his sister was a photographer. You silently curse your brother, even though you know he wouldn't hear you. Any small information which slips out could grow into something big, and you were definitely aware of the power and stalking skills the fans held. 

You turn over to lie on your back and stare at the ceiling while recalling the events of that day - which weren't exactly much. You close your eyes and Wonwoo's smiling face flashes before you, making your heart skip a beat once again. All this eye contact business was making you curious as well. It was originally thought of as coincidental during the Adore U era, but as soon as it hit their next promotion, the number of eye contacts you shared (or rather your camera shared) grew so much, you started thinking about if it was still coincidental. Stares turned into smiles after a while. You told yourself numerous times to not get too used to it, but you couldn't help it. It wasn't like you could do anything about it anyway. Whether it was coincidental or on purpose, the only person who knew would be Wonwoo himself. 

You sit up from your bed with a sigh and decide to yourself about minimizing the number of eye contact pictures you post, grabbing your camera and laptop, ready to post the photos of the day. 

You connect your camera into your 5-year old Macbook (which was about to die anytime soon and you plan to get a new one after you earn money from selling some Wonwoo merchandise) and open the file which contained photos of earlier, and scroll through. Ok, no eye contact photos today, You mentally remind yourself and start searching for the best shots. However, the more you went down the panel, the harder your expression becomes. Literally ninety percent of the photos were of him smiling at you. You are overwhelmed with mixed feelings of both annoyance and nervousness, since you knew you could only post a maximum of 10 non-eye contact pictures. Those weren't even nice shots. In fact, they were the worst series of blur shots ever. 

After a thirty-minute session deciding which photos to post and which photos to keep, you go on to your official website and post them up one by one, simultaneously sharing them to your Twitter account. But as soon as you log in to your twitter account, the immense number of notifications immediately catches your attention. On normal days when you upload pictures, the number of retweets and likes would range from 2 to 5k a day, so you became puzzled to see the number of notifications inflate to a whopping 20k. You click the notifications bar and you quickly scan through all of the mentions from both fans and fansite noonas, noticing the trend of mixed reactions. Most of them were congratulating you, some wrote harsh comments. You notice an image hyperlink on one of the mentions and you open it. It was a screenshot of your list of followers, and one username was boxed up. You widen your eyes in realisation and your heart starts beating like crazy. You reach for your phone right beside your laptop and shakily key in your brother's phone number and silently hope that he isn't practicing so he can give you an explanation on why your account had just been followed by the official Seventeen account. 

 

— W —

"Ok, time out." Hoshi announces when it hit 10 p.m. and immediately the boys drop on to floor. After 3 solid hours of doing the same routine over and over again, they could all feel their feet burning. 

"Water?" 

Jeonghan looks up to see Wonwoo offering him a bottle of water. "Thanks," he replies and takes the bottle from his hands. "Can you also fetch me my towel?" Jeonghan flashes his younger member a cheeky smile which is returned by a pursed lip. Wonwoo saunters back from where he came from and picks up Jeonghan's pink towel. "While you're at it, could you also get me my phone?" The latter calls out again, pissing Wonwoo off. Just a little. 

Taking the two items, and lifting a foot up, he tosses the towel at Jeonghan's face. Just as he is about to do the same for the phone, the screen lights up and their latest song played as his ringtone. "Who's calling?" Jeonghan asks, glancing at his direction.

"Soeun? Your sister, I believe," Wonwoo mutters, slightly disappointed that Jeonghan hadn't inserted a photo of you in your contacts. After what Dino had said earlier that day, Wonwoo's curiosity over you couldn't help but grow bigger. One could call him being delusional, but it couldn't just be a coincidence, could it? 

"Oh?" Jeonghan stands up from his sitting position and is about to grab his phone back before an idea pops up in his tiny little evil brain. "Wait, I need to take a dump." 

"Now?" 

"Take that call for me," Jeonghan says and runs out of the practice room, his so-called "devious" plans putting into play.

Wonwoo looks back at the still ringing phone and hesitates for a split second, before pressing the green button on the screen, bringing the phone to his ear. 

"Hel-"

"Oi!" You shout over the phone, not even bothering to let Wonwoo speak. "Who was using the account just now?" 

The boy hesitantly opens his mouth. Was he supposed to tell you that it was him over the phone or if he should continue the conversation? "What account?" he manages to say. "Your seventeen- wait..." You pause, immediately realising that it wasn't your brother on the phone. This isn't the first time he has done this. You had already accidentally spoken to Joshua and Scoups once, and now you think that he is definitely tricking you again. That devil bastard. 

Wonwoo waits patiently for you to reply him, and after three seconds of silence you finally speak again. "Who's this?" 

"It's Wonwoo. Jeonghan hyung went to the toilet," The boy replies, slightly amused at your uneasiness. On the other line, you widen your eyes in realisation. Of course it had to be Wonwoo out of all the members.

"Um, where's my brother?" you ask with a rapidly beating heart. You just realise too that your bias sounds a little different over the phone. 

"He went to the restroom. He'll be back in a while," Wonwoo replies with a slight grin on his face. He didn't even know why he was grinning. He didn't even know you, other than your name. "If you need me to pass a message to him, I can do that for you," he adds after a moment of awkward silence since you fail to reply him. 

"I just wanted to know if anyone was using the Seventeen account just now?" You ask meekly over the phone.

Wonwoo parts his lips slightly, before answering your question. "Oh, it was me."

It suddenly strikes him that he might've accidentally used the official account to follow onlywonday, and it might get him into real trouble for using the main account to follow a fansite. He mentally slaps himself for his carelessness, but brushes the thought aside for a moment as he continues his conversation with you. At the same time, he is also wondering to himself of why you asked such an unusual question when the official account hadn't even tweeted anything that day. How would you know that the account had been used? Unless of course, his carelessness led to you being notified by it. And that only meant one thing. Or at least it meant what he believed in at the moment. 

"... Oh, that's good to hear. Ok bye." And with that, you hang up on the idol.

Wonwoo stares at the phone in his hand. What the heck was that?

"Yo." An arm slings around his shoulder. "So what did she say?" Jeonghan asks with a slight smirk. Wonwoo furrows his brows for a bit. Should he tell Jeonghan about his stupid theory about his sister? But it was Jeonghan after all, he isn't that straightforward. "Um, nothing. She probably wanted to ask you something but she said she'll call back later," Wonwoo lies. He concluded that it would be best if he found it out by himself. But being Jeonghan, he obviously isn't fazed by Wonwoo's lie. He knew better that you didn't like 'calling back', and even if you had to you would rather resort to just messaging him.  "Mmmmm," Jeonghan nods, smirking. "I wonder what she'd ask," he says purposely, walking away slowly. 

"Hyung," Wonwoo calls out, making Jeonghan turn around as if he had already been expecting him to be called by the younger. "Yes?" He beams.

"You said your sister owned a fansite for you," Wonwoo states, trying his best to not make it obvious that he is curious about you. "Yeah, why?" Jeonghan grins. This was totally going the way he wanted to.

"Er.." Wonwoo scratches the back of his neck. He doesn't even know why he's asking. Did he want clarification on whether you really owned a fanbase dedicated to your brother, or was he just convincing to himself that Jeonghan is lying and that that fanbase was his? "Don't tell me you want to see her pictures of me?" Jeonghan gasps dramatically. "No, I just wanted to confir-"

"Wonwoo-ssi, are you turning gay for me?" 

"WHAT?" 

The whole practice room averts their eyes to the two, sending disgusted and playful looks. "Who knew Wonwoo's taste was so bad," Seungkwan snickers, earning a howl of laughter from the boys and a high-five from Hoshi. 

Wonwoo playfully rolls his eyes, "Don't be lame Jeonghan hyung." 

"Lame-MER," The8 adds, making Jeonghan's jaw drop. "You're already as lame as Wonwoo," Mingyu adds too, making Wonwoo glare at the boy, "Yah." 

"Hey, why is this against me now? Wonwoo said he wanted to see my sister's pictures of me!" 

"And since when did I say that?" 

"Since I said that you said!" Jeonghan exclaims with a serious face, but later turns it into a cheeky smile. "Heh." 

"Oi, you punk, get over here!"

 

Wonwoo never got his clarification of whether the fan account you owned was really dedicated to Jeonghan or not, but he made it a mental note to find out by himself. 

 

 

 

a.n. I hope you liked it! I'm not sure if anyone still uses AFF right now, but this coronavirus quarantine situation has got me brainstorming on a lot of fanfic ideas. Hope you have a great day ahead!