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9. juxtaposition

Taehyung seems like he has no idea.

"What?" he looks up at me unbothered. He takes out one headphone to hear what I'm going to say.

"This account made it look like you're in bed with Jae," I tell him.

He seems to be intrigued now when he takes my phone from my hand. He clicks on her picture and then slides to his. I'm uncomfortable with the amount of likes it is accumulating. It has almost 400k.

"That's her?" he questions.

He is staring at the picture.

"Yes," I retort and take my phone back.

I close out of the application and research the term "AU". I find out that it means "Alternate Universe". I figured something similar. This account has made the equivalent of a fan edit of two people. Thankfully, it's fictional.

English Twitter is usually the culprit for tweets like these. You would never see Korean fans voluntarily putting an idol with a girl for fun. That's the difference in cultures— and I'm going to have to get used to it for Jae.

"Fans make AU thingies all the time," Tae assures me.

"I know that," I say, even if it's partly a lie, "But there are so many people seeing this one."

"Do you think they did it?"

I shrug. It's all a confusing mess.

It's then that my notification tells me Jae has tweeted something. I check the time and figure she has finished her exam. I click on the blue box to go to her tweet and I feel unsettled to see Taehyung's bed selfie and her bed selfie together on her page also. I frown and fall into the couch next to Taehyung.

New Twitter Notification!
@ jae quoted a tweet
omg this is the best thing i've seen all week. I'm emo

I bite the inside of my lip nervously and watch as her response also climbs in numbers. I don't know why a fictional tweet is making me feel this way. But I'm also disheartened to see more pictures in her replies of her and Taehyung.

"What's wrong?" he looks at me.

"Nothing," I mumble and see that the original tweet is still gaining popularity.

"It's not real," Taehyung says, "But it's not like you're dating her."

"Neither are you," I tell him, but I'm mostly telling myself.

Taehyung rolls his eyes at me and opens Twitter for himself.  The large amount of notifications we are getting forces him to manually search her name. When he gets to her account he immediately clicks on her profile picture.

"She's cute," he smiles.

"Yah," I hit his arm, "I know."

I watch as he scrolls down her tweets. He laughs as he reads some of them and I mumble under my breath. She is distracting enough that he doesn't tease me back about my informal gestures towards him.

"Calm down," he laughs at me.

"I am calm." I huff, "We talked on the phone a few hours ago."

I don't want to say I'm bragging, but I absolutely am.

He raises his eyebrows at me and finally takes his eyes off her profile. I'm smiling like a little boy.

"She didn't recognize your voice?" He asks.

"I was nervous about that but I took my chances. She's probably thinking there's no way it's me anyway."

There was a part of me that wanted her to figure it out. That part of me is not the majority.