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Wei wasn't being himself and he could tell the members were starting to notice. Chacha had come home from a meeting with Yeosang, in which they safely played some mini golf. She almost immediately noticed Wei's saddened demeanour. Making him a seaweed soup and 'coincidently' putting on her happy playlist.

Hannie and Chul were working at the company, and were most likely planning to stay late, but instead came home early. Hannie finishing going over the groups new choreography with the other dancers early (Chul was only there to record some vocals for their new album). When they arrived Wei was cuddled up in a blanket watching a random k-drama which happened to be playing. They smelled the lingering seaweed soup, and sighed as they headed to join the younger.

Aaron was with him for most of the morning, attempting to distract him with random tasks. Asking him to help set up Chul's new laptop with him, or asking him to help sort out some of Chacha's brand new albums (gifted to her after composing for the groups). Yet his tiredness took over and he ended up passing out after Wei and him decided to take a break.

"Is there any soup left?" Aaron asked gently as he walked out of his room.

"Should be." Chacha answered, not bothering to look up from her own bowl.

"Hmm, want a refill baobao?" Aaron yelled from the kitchen, despite it being attached to the living room (where Wei is situated still). "Yes please."

"Coming right up."

Aaron grabbed the bowl from the coffee table, shooting a smile up to the younger and went to the kitchen to collect the two new servings. Deciding to join the rest of the group.

"Wei, you know you need to tell us what's up." Chacha remarked causally, leading to zero reaction from everyone. Her bluntness wasn't anything new, it was sort of the glue which held all the members together. They felt safe knowing she wasn't one to lie and gloss over things.

"Whenever you're ready of course." Hannie commented, hand rubbing along Wei's arm. His sweetness wasn't anything new, and it caused the youngest member to cuddle into the male. His legs curled up in Chul's lap. "I w-wanna-"

"Take your time baby." Chul's voice was low, he only used it like when he wanted to sound comforting, learning the trick from his father. It was soothing, and all the members knew it worked wonders with Wei. The deep ness of it was unrivalled by any body they knew, it wasn't as deep as Felix, or as rough as others, it was smooth.

"I want to tell the fans about my autism."

A series of reclamations encored throughout the room. The members had discussed this with Wei a lot, but he always chose to never tell the fans. He wasn't sure how they'd react. He wasn't high in the spectrum, but it didn't stop from being ridiculed as a kid after a teacher announced his condition.

"Bao, you know we will support you no matter what. This isn't something you can help, neither is it something you should be ashamed of. Hell, in South Korea we do have a high autism rate."

"Why now, Wei? What changed your mind?" Aaron asked gently.

"Sunmi sunbae. She s-spoke about her borderline personality disorder. I know they are a-a bit similar and she was so b-brave and I want to be able to be open like that."

"She inspired you? That's amazing baby, you're just as brave as her, you know?" Chacha smiled, patting his knee as she stood and hugged him. "You'll become an inspiration yourself, Weiwei." Chul added, patting his head and placing a soft kiss.

"We're always here baby."

"Always?"

"No matter what others say." Aaron said, him and Hannie both cuddling him tightly.

"I'll call Didi to discuss it, okay?" Chacha got her phone out, walking away to make the call.

Wei was happy, and he was glad that no matter what he could open up to all his members, his friends, his family.

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