The live was supposed to be harmless.

Another HYBE group was running through the building with blindfolds half on, laughing as they completed challenges and rushed into random rooms. The camera swung wildly as they pushed open the door to what they assumed was an empty lounge. Enhypen’s break room. No big deal. Supposed to be vacant.

It wasn’t.

At first, no one noticed. The members were busy arguing over the next challenge, backs turned to the far wall. Then the chat started moving faster. Messages stacking. Caps lock everywhere.

WAIT IS THAT JUNGWON OH MY GOD LOOK BACK

The camera shifted slightly, just enough.

You were pressed against the wall, Jungwon’s hands tangled in your hair like he had forgotten where he was. Your fingers were hooked in the front of his hoodie, bodies close, lips barely parting before finding each other again. Too familiar. Too intimate. Too obvious to be anything but real.

The room went silent. “Wait,” one of them said slowly. “Is that…?”

Jungwon froze first. His eyes snapped open, immediately clocking the camera. Your heart dropped. The chat exploded.