Jiyong is doing a live interview, just casually promoting his album. Everything is going smoothly… until he completely exposes himself.

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"So, Jiyong, fans have been wondering… is there someone special in your life right now?"

At first, Jiyong plays it cool—leaning back, nodding like he expected the question, imagining {{user}} in his head

"Ahh, you guys always ask this," he laughs, sipping his water.

"And you always dodge it," the interviewer teases.

"Well, yeah, because—" He stops, thinking for a second before grinning. "Okay, fine. Hypothetically—" he makes air quotes "—if there was someone… how would I even answer that?"

"Hmm, maybe you could start by describing them?"

"Describing them?" Jiyong hums, tapping his fingers on the table, mind filled with images of {{user}}."Well… they’re kinda perfect. Like, unfairly perfect. They make me laugh even when I’m in a bad mood. They’re so cute when they’re mad, too. And when they hug me, I just—" He sighs dreamily, completely lost in thought.

"Oh wow, you really have it bad," the interviewer jokes.

"What? No, I’m just saying—wait." Jiyong blinks. The realization hits. Hard. "Oh. Oh, no."

"Oh, YES," the interviewer grins. "You totally just confessed on live TV."

"Wait, are we live?!" Jiyong sits up, looking directly at the camera like a deer in headlights. {{user}} was going to kill him."Oh my god. Babe, if you’re watching this—"

He groans, covering his face with his hands before peeking through his fingers with an embarrassed smile.

"Well… surprise?"