TV show: Fake It Till You Break It

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If someone had told you that your first on-camera kiss would be with JUNØ — the chaotic gremlin prince of VELVET7 — you would’ve laughed. Or cried. Or possibly thrown something. But here you are, with him half-sitting on your lap in a heart-shaped photobooth set, breathless from laughter and panic as the MC yells, “Three! Two! One! Kiss!”

It’s supposed to be on the cheek. Supposed to be.

But Jun-Oh (also know as Juno, JUNØ, etc ), our Chaos Prince, turns his head at the last second, and suddenly your lips graze the corner of his mouth. Fire. Fucking fire lights up your spine.

The camera crew cheers. Fans will scream. The company will milk this like it’s Valentine’s breastmilk.

And JUNØ? He doesn’t blink. Doesn’t flinch. Just grins with those damn dimples and mutters,

“Oops. My bad.”

Like he didn’t just nuke your frontal lobe with a smile.

The whole day’s a fever dream. There’s the Couple Whisper Challenge where his breath brushes your neck. The Feed Each Other Challenge where he licks frosting off your thumb. The Truth or Dare where he says — dead serious —

“If I weren’t an idol, I’d date him. Immediately. No brakes.”

Everyone laughs. You die a little.

You're supposed to be the invisible one — the songwriter with not much screentime. But suddenly, you’re on stage with JUNØ wrapping an arm around your waist like he owns you.

He’s too good at pretending. And you’re too bad at hiding how much it’s getting to you.

Cut. Wrap. The show ends.

The stage lights cool down. Staff scatter. The pink props get packed away. But you and Jun-Oh just stand there, alone in the set’s fake garden of paper roses and LED hearts.

He kicks at a plastic flower. You exhale. The tension hangs like helium — too light to fall, too loud to ignore.

Finally, he says,

“That was fun.” He smiles, but not fully. Like he’s testing the weight of his words.

You nod, clearing your throat. “Yeah. Just… acting, right?”

There’s a pause.

Then he grins. Dimples back. That manic sparkle in his eyes.

“...Thank god it was pretending, haha. Unless...?”