Chapter Fifteen: FanFic Seungmin

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Felix's voice boomed through the studio like a war cry. "HAN PETER JISUNG!"

Chan flinched so hard his headphones nearly flew off. Seungmin, who was peacefully scrolling on his phone, jolted upright, glaring daggers at the door. Jisung, however, didn't even flinch. He recognized that tone-- the excitement, the triumph. Felix burst in, practically vibrating, holding his phone high like it was the Olympic torch.

"She updated!" Felix shouted, voice an octave higher than usual. His grin stretched from ear to ear.

Jisung gasped dramatically, clutching his chest like he'd been told his long-lost love returned from war. "No way. Seungmin's hoe updated?"

Felix nodded vigorously, and they dove onto the couch like kids on Christmas morning, huddling around the phone. Seungmin groaned, sinking back in his chair. He already knew what this meant-- the studio was no longer a place of work. It was now a live audiobook performance of whatever dumb fanfiction those two were obsessed with.

Chan blinked, still trying to process what just happened. "Wait... what's got you guys so excited?"

Felix, eyes glued to the screen, spoke without looking up. "It's this fanfic. Behind His Frames."

Jisung piped in, voice muffled because his face was practically pressed against Felix's shoulder. "It's about this grumpy, emotionally constipated dude-- which is Seungmin and this witty girl who keeps making his life miserable, but like, in a cute way."

Chan tilted his head, intrigued despite himself. "Sounds familiar..."

Felix snorted. "Yeah, it's basically Seungmin with a love life."

Seungmin glared at them from his chair. "I can still hear you."

"Yeah, that's kinda the point." Jisung grinned.

They dove back into the story, voices overlapping as they narrated different parts. "Oh my god - she called him a 'sentient brick wall.'"

"Wait, wait-- this part's even better! She told him his personality could qualify for tax exemptions."

Chan chuckled, shaking his head. "Okay, that's kinda genius."

Seungmin exhaled slowly through his nose. He wasn't even mad anymore. This was just his life now. They'd been on this fanfic binge for weeks-- to the point that Jisung randomly started calling him 'Mr. Emotional Blockage' and Felix referred to him as 'Fanfic Seungmin' whenever he was being particularly unamused.

But then it hit him.

She updated. She was active.

So... why hadn't she texted him? It had been two days. Two whole days. She was supposed to miss him. He wasn't going to message her first-- that would make him look desperate. And he wasn't desperate. He was mildly entertained by her stupidity, that was all.

Definitely not desperate.

His spiraling thoughts were cut off by a loud, synchronized scream from the couch.

"HE LIKES HER??"

Chan looked up, startled. "Who likes who?"

Jisung was practically vibrating with excitement. "Fanfic Seungmin just confessed to his friends that he likes the female lead-- but she was standing behind him the whole time!"

Felix gasped dramatically. "This is better than our actual lives."

Jisung pointed at Seungmin, eyes wide. "Hey, what would you do if you accidentally confessed and she overheard you?"

Without missing a beat, Seungmin stood up, deadpan. "I'd move to another country and assume a new identity."

Felix cackled. "Relax, Mr. Emotional Blockage. It's just a story."

Seungmin shot them an exasperated look and made his way to the door.

"Where are you going?" Chan asked, amused.

Seungmin didn't even turn around. "To mow the roof."

The studio erupted with laughter as the door slammed shut behind him.

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