Mean Tweets;; OSH
Word Count;; 700
Genre;; Fluff
Pairing;; Sehun x Reader
Summary;;
While reading mean tweets about yourselves, you both have a good laugh at antis' expense.
Notes;;
Written for @exo-alldayeveryday! Based off that prompt generator tag game from ages ago, aha.
"'Sehun doesn't sing, dance or rap, and to top it off, he isn't even good looking. Why is he in the band?'" Sehun read off one of the tweets that he had chosen for this very special occasion, his tone indifferent. He fought to keep a straight face when you began to crack up, your laughter filling the room.
Every few months you'd both sit down with a collection of fan responses and comments that were, for lack of a better word, mean. They were just plain mean. The intent behind them was to hurt one or both of you. While their entire purpose was just to bring negativity into your lives, you decided pretty early on that you wouldn't allow another person's resentment to affect you.
You wouldn't give them the satisfaction of hurting you.
So you'd sprawl out on the couch with some popcorn and go to town on them. In the privacy of your shared apartment, you'd poke fun at their insults. You'd have a good laugh repeating the comments, sometimes even agreeing or exaggerating on the claims. While it was all in good fun, you both had your limits and after a few hours the night would end with you fast asleep within the comfort of Sehun's arms, all of their hurtful words disempowered and long forgotten.
Tonight was no different as you snuggled against Sehun, the atmosphere winding down and drowsiness tugging at your subconscious.
"That one is dated and irrelevant. Listen to this. 'If Sehun had better taste, we wouldn't be stuck with this.'"