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Does anyone know of any fanfiction where pre-debut BTS rsact to future mv's? Or something similar?

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Fix Your Eyebrows, Sweetie

Okay so here’s the drabble I wrote! I love Chris, he’s a sweetheart but don’t ever try to out-bitch him, it won’t end well for you lol (I drew some inspiration from the Assyl hate in the comments of WGAP lmao those guys are savage)

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“…so I said to him, I don’t really give a- Yuri, are you alright?”

Chris paused in the middle of the story he’d been telling when he looked up and noticed the younger skater’s face twisting into a distressed expression. It was an odd change, moments ago the whole group (Chris and his husband Matthieu, Victor and the two Yuris) had been chatting in a relaxed, pleasant mood, just catching up because they all happened to arrive at the hotel at the same time. “Is something wrong?”

Yuri cleared his throat, swallowed and shook his head. “Nothing, it’s nothing,” he said in a barely audible voice. Chris glanced over to Victor, whose jaw was clenched and whose eyes were hard and cold.

“Is there something I’m missing?” Chris asked softly as he followed the two men’s gazes- oh… oh. There was the source of Yuri Plisetsky’s distress. Otabek Altin had just entered the lobby of the hotel they were all staying in with… who was THAT? The overdressed, overstyled, overly self-important looking tart hanging from his arm?

“Here, Yuri, let’s go,” Yuuri suddenly put in softly, taking Yuri’s arm and leading him away. Chris noticed Otabek’s eyes following the two Yuris as they headed for the check-in desk. Chris also noticed the sneering, bitchy expression on the tart’s face.

“So he brought his new little piece,” Victor growled. “Disgusting. Just disgusting.”

This was actually quite fascinating. Chris had been sure that something was going on between Altin and Yuri… so what happened? Why would the Kazakh trade Yuri (who really was a decent sort, despite his fiery outbursts at times and quite a looker on top of it) for this imperious looking little wench who apparently got turned on by dollar signs, judging by his dress, carriage and general aura?

“Someone is insecure, no?” Matthieu chuckled quietly in his ear, tilting his head toward the… person standing there glaring daggers at Yuri, who by now looked like he wanted to just drop through the floor.

“More like someone is a little bitch,” Chris replied, eliciting a snicker from his husband.

“Where is the lie?” Matthieu retorted. “Ooh, looks like he’s threatened by a much prettier model,” by now the bitch seemed to be all but openly daring Yuri to look in his direction. At least Yuri wasn’t taking the bait, choosing instead to fix his gaze on the ground. but damn, Chris was not going to miss out on this opportunity to one, help a friend and fellow skater and two, absolutely drag this bitchy little princess just because he could.

“Oh no, honey,” he said quietly as he noted the bitch almost knocking Yuri down with his suitcase as Yuri stepped away from the check-in desk. “No, no, no… that’s not what we do around here. No. You have no idea what you just unleashed.”

Matthieu wrapped an arm around Chris’s waist and smiled. “Go for it, babe, I’ll back you up,” Matthieu told him in his ear. At these words, Chris grinned devilishly and cleared his throat… pausing for just a minute to let Otabek step away from… that… to the check-in desk….

“Oh my goooooooood,” Chris announced, definitely loud enough for Bitch Thing to hear him. “Oh my god…” it worked, he was looking over at Chris with his eyebrows raised. “Matthieu, my love, are we staying in a hotel near the red light district or something?”

“Hmm?” Matthieu replied absently, although the twinkle in his eye was growing by the minute. “What do you mean, Christophe?”

“I mean, look at that-“ Chris curled his lip in disgust and pointed at Bitch Thing (Chris had decided that was his new name, regardless of what it actually was). “I mean, do they actually use this lobby to meet their johns or something? My god, what kind of place is this?” Jackpot. Bitch Thing was now directing that pissy little glare at him instead (although to be honest, Chris thought he looked more like a bratty child who’d just had a toy taken away than any real threat. Amateur.)

“I beg your pardon, sir,” Bitch Thing exclaimed as he tottered over on his “Louboutins (somehow the red on the soles looked the wrong shade to Chris. Fakes? Probably. Fake and low quality, just like their wearer). “Did you just call me a prostitute?”

“You mean you aren’t one?” Chris replied in disbelief, eyebrows shooting into his hairline. “Well, who are you then?”

“I’m Otabek Altin’s boyfriend, Assyl.” Bitch Thing looked waaaaay too smug as he announced this.

“Oh… wow… I had no idea Altin’s type was gold-digging hoochie,” Chris replied in a pleasant tone, causing Bitch Thing to gape at him. Wait, did he say his name was- “Well, Alright then, Asshole, my mistake. I apologize, I suppose.”

“First of all, how dare you call me a gold digger?!” Asshole Bitch Thing replied indignantly, folding his arms across his chest and giving him that bratty-child glare again. “You don’t even know me! Also, my name is Assyl! Not asshole! Who do you think you are, anyway?”

“Well, Honey, as to who I am… I’m Christophe Giacometti, Olympic medalist and enthusiastic fashionista. As to how I dare call you a gold digger? Where do I start, with the shoes whose soles you painted red to look like Louboutins, or the knockoff Vuitton suitcase? Or how about your dress….” Chris watched in satisfaction as the snarl dropped off Asshole Bitch Thing’s face and was replaced by a rather stupid looking open mouthed stare. “One of my dear friends works for the Dior design house and I can verify that the dress you are wearing was only made in four colors: blush, almond, dove grey and moss, definitely not ‘why yes, I do give group discounts’ red.”

“What?!” Asshole Bitch Thing sputtered after a moment, glancing around to apparently look for Altin to come rescue him… sad for him that at the moment Altin was seemingly having a problem with their check-in. Karma, bitch. Chris allowed himself a temporary moment of smug satisfaction as the little tart searched for words… he finally chose to fall back on the old, tired “Whatever. You’re just jealous because I have a hot, rich, successful man.”

“Oh no, honey… no, no, no. This man right here-“ Chris gestured to Matthieu who smiled pleasantly and leaned in to nuzzle Chris’s neck. “He’s my husband, Matthieu de Villepin. Also an Olympic medalist in ice dancing, one of the most sought after choreographers in the skating world, and quite hot on top of it all.”

“If I can interject something here,” Matthieu added as soon as Chris finished speaking, fixing his gaze on Asshole Bitch Thing. “An entire department store makeup counter applied to the face won’t cover ugliness coming from the inside, and you, my dear, have one of the most unattractive personalities I believe I’ve ever seen. In all honesty, I know you think you’re the hottest thing on two legs, but speaking as an alpha, and a successful one at that… I wouldn’t touch you with someone else’s.”

Chris snorted a little as Asshole Bitch Thing’s face went completely blank and he just stood gaping at the two of them. “One more thing, though… since Matthieu mentioned makeup… those brows? Only Morticia Addams can pull that look off.” Chris allowed himself exactly one sneer in the little hoochie’s direction before taking Matthieu’s arm and turning to leave. “In other words… fix your eyebrows, sweetie. And you have yourself a good day.”

The hate runs strong within you guys, huh?

Thank you so much @tehlastunicron; it was a delight to read!! Chris was on point! And I loved protective Viktuuri at the beginning :)

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