MORE than a FAN || Beomjun/Yeongyu

Dream

Yeonjun barely had time to dry his hair before grabbing his phone. Beomgyu's last message was still on the screen.

"Maybe start a live right now?"

He smirked, shaking his head.

"Watch me."

And with that, he hit the Go Live button.

The chat exploded immediately.

✨ ??? No warning??
✨ He really just went live out of nowhere.
✨ I dropped my ramen for this, it better be worth it.

Yeonjun leaned back against his headboard, running a hand through his still-damp hair. "What, no 'hi' from you guys?" he teased, scrolling through the flood of messages.

✨ HELLO, SIR.
✨ Why do you look like you just ran out of the shower?
✨ I sense mischief. What are you up to?

He chuckled. "Me? Nothing. Just felt like coming on live. Can't I do that without being interrogated?"

Where is he?

Yeonjun casually glanced through the viewer list, trying not to make it obvious that he was looking for a certain name. And then—

There. Beomgyu.

He clicked his tongue, fighting a grin. Time to have a little fun.

"You guys always think I have an agenda," he sighed. "What if I just wanted to chat? Maybe some people don't believe me when I say things, and I have to prove myself."

✨ ??? That was oddly specific.
✨ Why does it sound like he's calling someone out?
✨ Man really went live to prove a point.

Yeonjun glanced at the camera, resting his chin on his hand. "I mean, what more do I have to do to convince someone, huh?"

✨ What's with the dramatic energy today lmao.
✨ He's just talking nonsense again, isn't he?

Yeonjun bit back a smile.

He stretched, rolling his shoulders. "Anyway, what's up with you guys? Had a good day?"

✨ Stop avoiding the question YOU brought up.
✨ Can you just tell us what's going on in your brain?
✨ No thoughts, just vibes.

He laughed, shaking his head. "You guys are funny. But alright, I have stuff to do. Just wanted to say hi."

✨ WHAT?? THAT'S IT?
✨ You can't just drop weird comments and leave!
✨ This man really just shows up for five minutes and disappears.

Yeonjun smirked. "Love you guys. Bye."

And with that, the screen went black.

He tossed his phone onto the bed and let out a small chuckle.

Beomgyu is frozen.

Then—his phone buzzes. A message.

YEONJUN:
Did that convince you, or should I try harder? 😉

Beomgyu throws his phone across the bed.

He is so, so doomed.

Beomgyu stares at his phone.

Then at the ceiling.

Then back at his phone.

Then at the wall.